When his consciousness was dazed, Xie Chi felt so cold. The cold invaded from the outside and formed a thin layer of frost on the skin, thus slowing the blood flow. The coldness was not satisfied with this, and continued to invade inward. The boundless cold spread in the blood vessels. His bones began to leak, the pain was piercing, and the blood froze a little bit. His limbs were so stiff that he was so cold that he lost consciousness.
Just as Xie Chi was about to open his eyes, he noticed that someone was turning things on his body, and immediately pretended to be asleep, consciously suppressing his eye movements and slowing his breathing.
"It's so transparent, isn't it a newcomer? Or it's just being bullied badly, bad luck, it's okay to be at the bottom of Bahan, and there's a newcomer." The man cursed lowly, exhaling his breath. Brings a stench.
"Just eat you up."
Xie Chi was alarmed, but he was not desperate. It was impossible for the app to let him die at the start. He didn't even know the rules, so even if that person really wanted to eat him, it was definitely not now.
He kept calm and waited.
"Young man, wake up." The voice above his head was gentle and full of concern, and Xie Chi felt that someone was shaking him gently.
Then he slowly opened his eyes and met a pair of densely wrinkled faces of the old man.
"You're awake." The man breathed a sigh of relief, looking at him with the pity of the old man for the young man.
The man who woke him was a little old man, with a thin body and sallow skin, like an old yellow dog with a run out of oil, but his eyes were very kind.
Xie Chi sat up and looked around. The sky was blue and deep, and there was ice and snow around him, and he was lying in a barren, barren snow field. The snow is boundless, and the distance is a vast expanse of white.
In such a huge place, there is only this living person in front of him.
"Are you new here?" The old man slapped the ice and snow behind him and asked with concern.
Xie Chi smelled the bad breath. The seemingly meticulous old man in front of him was the one who said he was going to eat him just now.
Xie Chi laughed secretly, rubbed his stiff legs and stood up, seemingly at a loss: "Yes, I, I just came in for a crime."
Before coming in, Xie Chi remembered the appearance of all the actors. The old man was obviously not an actor, so he should be a living person who was initially locked in hell.
The old man patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, I knew it, the newcomer is so young, it's a pity, and it's unfortunate."
"Where am I?"
Indeed, knowing that the old man would attack him later, he and Xie Xinglan got separated again. For the sake of safety, he should run away before his legs were frozen, but the app didn't move at all, and the meaning was obvious. —This hypocritical old man is probably his own narrator.
He escaped, although his life was safe, but he mostly missed the original plot exploration.
Wealth is in danger.
Xie Chi's thoughts flashed, but his face was invisible. He seemed to be trembling with fear, and with that gentle and gentle face, it was easy to dispel suspicion.
The old man sat on a boulder next to him and sighed, "This is the bottom of the Eight Cold Hells, and I am your cellmate."
Xie Chi hesitated and leaned over: "Eight cold hell?"
He deliberately made a cliché, but noticed that his whole body was almost transparent, but the old man was semi-solid with obvious outlines.
Everyone who entered is one soul and one soul, and the whole body is transparent and understandable, but why is the old man stronger than him
Xie Chi remained silent.
The old man said: "We are all living people who have committed crimes. You must have heard of the eighteen layers of hell, right?"
Xie Chi nodded and asked, "Is this one of the eighteen layers of hell?"
The old man shook his head: "No, this is indeed hell, but it is not the traditional eighteen layers of hell, there are eight cold hells, eight hot hells, knife mountain hell, blood pool hell, plus the endless hell, there are a total of nineteen layers of hell. ."
Xie Chi was stunned: "But I remember, isn't the endless hell a part of the eight hot hells?"
The old man was a little surprised: "You know a lot? Look at your clothes, are you a scholar? You have to put aside your common sense. It's the 21st century, and hell can't be the same. The system needs to be improved to adapt to the times. You can In this way, the Eight Great Cold Hells are the eight extremely cold hells, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and the higher the number, the colder, and we are now in the eighth coldest hell among the Eight Great Cold Hells.”
"So you're saying we're out of luck?"
"Yeah, different hells consume different things. The colder or hotter the hell is, the more it will consume people."
"Is it random at the beginning of which hell? Or is it because of the crime committed?" Xie Chi asked shiveringly with fear of nightmares written on his face.
The old man frowned invisibly, obviously a little impatient with the question-and-answer type of communication. He rolled his eyes and said, "Don't ask, we're pressed for time. I'll tell you before you ask."
"Okay," Xie Chi responded obediently and suddenly widened his eyes, "What is that?!"
The old man was frightened by his surprise, and even more despised him.
He looked in the direction of Xie Chi's finger, and saw the image of the glacier jumping and changing, pretending to be patient and explaining: "This is a mirage, a natural phenomenon in hell, don't be surprised."
Xie Chi seemed to be shocked, and realized that he interrupted the old man's words: "I'm sorry, you continue to speak."
The old man said: "We have sinned in the earth, and our consciences are uneasy, so we are lost. That's how the word 'lost and lost' comes from. Black and white impermanence captures our souls, locks them with chains, and drags us into hell. , As for which hell you fall into, it's random, it depends on luck, Kappa painting... "
"Kappa?" Xie Chi seemed to have grabbed something.
"It's nothing." The old man continued to speak secretly, his tone was familiar with machinery, as if he had said exactly the same thing to many inmates before.
"You are the kind of unlucky type who fell into the eighth hell of the eight cold hells. In terms of comfort, the upper layers of the eight cold hells and the upper layers of the eight hot hells are definitely comfortable, and the more you go down, the more uncomfortable it is for sure. Hell and Blood Pond Hell, one towers into the sky, the other is as deep as a ravine, and dangerous, but the weather will not trouble the prisoners. As for the Infernal Hell, since you know it, you must understand what a terrifying existence it is."
"In the Unbounded Hell, as the name suggests, there is no gap. There, suffering is uninterrupted. It is 10,000 times more terrifying than the bottom of the eight cold hells and eight hot hells. ."
Xie Chi shrank his neck and gave a little reaction.
The old man continued: "Hell is a tall building as a whole. You can imagine it as a nineteen-story building. The higher you go, the more comfortable it is, and the more you go down, the harder it is to live. The cold hell and the hot hell are interspersed. The first floor of the cold hell and the hot The first floor of hell is on the top floor of the building, which is very comfortable. The eighth floor of cold hell and the eighth floor of hot hell are at the bottom of the building. The seventh floor of hell, it may also be the sword mountain hell and the blood pool hell, no one in the endless hell can confirm its location, because no one has survived from it at all."
"Then I fell into the endless hell at first, isn't it dead...?" Xie Chi breathed slightly, and seemed to be sighing about his good luck.
"Yeah, so it's important to be lucky here."
Xie Chi nodded reluctantly, his face pale.
The old man went down and said, "One layer of hell can accommodate up to three people, usually two people, that is, you and me. In other words, the hell under our jurisdiction is only 3x19 at most, that is, 57 people. "
"Our place?" Xie Chi was taken aback, "You mean there are other hells exactly like us?"
A mysterious smile flashed on the old man's face: "Have you ever seen a jellyfish?"
"The top is in the shape of a shower cap, and the bottom is innumerable thin threads, swaying in the wind like hair?"
"Yes," the old man liked his metaphor, "every place in hell is a thread of a jellyfish."
"Oh... so there are countless jellyfish threads, and there are countless hells, and we're just one of them."
Xie Chi responded, but his eyes were fixed on the mirage in the distance. The Mirage is like a big screen in a movie theater, showing movie clips.
"How do you know this?" Xie Chi turned his head, his eyes full of admiration, "You should have been here for a long time, I am so lucky."
The old man said modestly: "I also saw the blue sea and beautiful jellyfish on the mirage one day, and then I figured out the structure of hell."
"That's right."
Xie Chi smiled.
So, a mirage can reveal a lot. The clip that played before his eyes...
"By the way," Xie Chi said curiously, "If the jellyfish silk is hell, what does the head of the shower cap refer to?"
A flash of longing and fanaticism flashed on the old man's face: "It's Elysium. The top of every hell leads to Elysium, which is the other side of all those who suffer in hell."
Xie Chi opened his lips slightly, his face full of shock: "You mean..."
"Yes, it is the blissful world that can keep us out of the sea of misery forever. Every half month, our level will change, that is to say, we are now suffering in the eighth level of the Eight Cold Hells, maybe half a month later, We will appear in the first level of the eight hot hells to enjoy, but no matter what, we are still in the dark hell, and only by entering the blissful world can we truly escape from the sea of misery." When the old man said this, his whole hand trembled with hope. .
"Can't you be released after serving your sentence? Don't you want to go back to the human world? It stands to reason that you can go back to the human world if you endure it? Don't scare me... " Xie Chi looked extremely frightened.
Talking about himself, the old man's eyes revealed a bit of truth: "I committed sins in hell, and it is impossible to return to the world. I am a prisoner of eternity, and all my hope is the world of bliss."
"Sin?" Xie Chi's heart tightened suddenly.
"You don't have to know what it is, or rather, you will soon know what it is." The old man's smile was somewhat mysterious.
Xie Chi sneered in his heart. He knew that the sin was murder, right? Eating his cellmate was the sin he committed in hell.
"By the way, I haven't finished yet, there are two ways to enter Elysium. One of them is that you are lucky and landed directly on the first floor of the Eight-Hot Hell, which is the top layer of hell and is the closest to Elysium. Of course, I always Not so lucky." The old man smiled, "As for the other method, it is more suitable for the general public."
"What?" Xie Chi showed appropriate concern about life-threatening matters.
The old man said: "It is said that there is a spider silk ladder that hangs down from the world of bliss, showing a short section in every hell. If we can find that short section, we can climb directly to the bliss along the spider silk ladder. In the world, there will be fairies reaching out and pulling you up, and from now on, you will live a prosperous and worry-free life."
"This method does not depend on luck, but on ability. Everyone has the possibility of finding the spider silk ladder."
Xie Chi was suspicious: "Why is it the 'Spider Silk' ladder?"
The old man shook his head: "I don't know, I have never found the spider silk ladder. The spider silk ladder should be related to a legend of Shakyamuni, but I'm not good enough. My last powerful inmate knew this key story. But he was reluctant to tell me because I didn't have enough information to exchange with him."
Xie Chi nodded: "You said we were going to stay here for half a month. I looked at it. There is nothing here. Maybe there is green algae under the snow. We can dig it?"
Xie Chi seemed to finally remember the problem of his survival at the bottom of the Eight Cold Hells. He seemed to stand up anxiously, because his legs were stiff and he fell straight down. The old man helped him up, only that he was weak and it was easier to start. .
"Stop doing useless work," the old man said. "We are not human now, we are one soul and one soul. Even if there is green algae, we can't digest it if we eat it."
A hint of despair appeared on Xie Chi's face at the right time: "Then how do we survive?"
"Let's take one step at a time." The old man said helplessly.
Xie Chi found that after the old man explained to himself, his body became more condensed.
His teeth were trembling from the cold, and although the old man was also shivering, he was obviously… pretending.
His neck and body curled up were all pretended.
The old man wasn't cold at all. He turned things on his body before, and his hands were warm. Later, when he patted the snow for himself, his hands were also warm. The cold would cause the muscles to tense, but the muscles in his body slacken. His lips were frosted, but the color didn't change, still rosy.
Therefore, explaining the rules to the new inmates and getting "food" is the reason why he patiently shared information about hell with himself, otherwise he would eat himself immediately.
The old man said: "By the way, each of us has a mark on the back of the neck, which is a clue about the spider silk ladder. Can you help me to see what the mark is on the back of my neck? We tell each other, so maybe You can find the spider silk ladder."
Xie Chi was stunned: "Okay."
The old man turned his back and Xie Chi stood behind the old man.
On the snowfield in the distance, the beautiful mirage is still playing a familiar movie clip, which Xie Chi has seen in the real world.
It was two men, one dumb and the other blind, who were tied with an iron chain at both ends of the chain. In the center of the chain was a circular chainsaw, which was running at high speed, making a harsh sound.
The chain was wrapped around the chainsaw, and as the chainsaw rotated, it tightened little by little, and the two men, one dumb and one blind, leaned closer and closer to the chainsaw.
The mute looked at the terrifying chainsaw in front of him, his face was ashen, his lips moved fast, and he seemed to want to shout: "Don't pull me over! I don't want to hurt you! There's a chainsaw in front of me! I don't want to die! Please don't. Move! If you don't move, I won't move, we'll all be fine for a while! You can't see, you can talk and ask someone to save our lives!"
But he couldn't make a sound.
He could only watch the terrifying chainsaw, shaking his head desperately.
The blind man can't see people, and the dumb man can't speak. The blind man can only hear the sound of the chainsaw that keeps approaching. His face is full of horror: "Someone wants to kill me!"
So the blind man ran away with the chain madly, and the dumb man got closer and closer to the chainsaw under his drag.
The blind and the dumb began to squeeze and destroy each other's living space.
They could obviously live a little longer with each other - the circular chainsaw was very slow in tightening the chains, they could cooperate, they could call people. But no one wants to listen, and they can't communicate at all. Life and death are in front of you. The easiest and most effective way to survive is to let another person's body get stuck in the prototype chainsaw. stopped turning.
The blind man finally won. The dumb corpse got stuck in the chainsaw, which stopped turning. The blind man survived, with relief and smugness on his face. The man who wanted to kill him died.
This is the last scene on Mirage.
In the snow and ice, the old man clenched the knife hidden in his sleeve from the beginning to the end. As long as the newcomer told him what the mark on the back of his neck was, he would immediately kill him and eat his soul.
As long as he eats the new soul and soul, he can gain energy, resist the cold, and survive this hellish half month. He didn't want to kill him either, but he was unlucky and randomly appeared on the eighth floor of the Eight Cold Hells. It was too cold here. Once it entered the dark night, even he could not resist the cold. Far away, this strange young man is not worth his sacrifice for him.
If he was born in a higher level of hell, where it is warm and comfortable, and the energy consumption is minimal, he might have left this poor newcomer alive, but he was randomly sent to the lowest level, and if he wanted to live, he could only eat this innocent young man One soul and one soul.
This is the rule and order here.
The nonsense I talked to him before was just to earn the reward energy for explaining the rules, and then trick him to tell him the mark on the back of his neck.
Knowing his own mark, as far as he knows, can help him gain a lot of energy, but at the same time, it will cause great harm to the inmates.
The location of this mark is extremely tricky, and there is no mirror in hell. Unless the inmates tell it, no one will know what is written behind his back. This stupid and ignorant young man is about to smash his only chance of survival with his own hands.
In fact, if he didn't tell himself, he might let him live for a while longer. After all, energy trumped everything else, and he had to find a way to know the mark on the back of his neck from this mouth.
But he was lucky to meet a newcomer who didn't know anything. This is also in his arms.
"What did you write?" the old man urged impatiently.
Xie Chi didn't say a word, stared at the vulnerable neck exposed unprepared in front of him, and snorted.
He picked up the sharp stone he had just picked up while pretending to fall, and smashed it down the back of his neck without hesitation.
"You..." The old man collapsed in disbelief with a face full of disbelief.
On the eighth floor of the Eight Cold Hell, Xie Chi, who saw the truth, won, and the old man who wanted to kill him.
But he has also become the man who committed the sin in the mouth of the old man, and can no longer return to the world.
The author has something to say:
A small part of the hell setting was inspired by the movie "The Hunger Platform".