Xiao Yi woke up, woken by the cold.
cold,
So cold…
Otoshi Ogawa didn't know why it was so cold here, his memory was very clear that he was taking a bath.
A hot spring bath.
"The Midnight Man has come again?" Xiao Yi was delighted. The fat sheep had finally appeared and he could finally fleece it.
Meow, meow, meow, so happy!
But when he calmed down and looked around, he was stunned.
It's so eerie here. There is a secluded path in front of me. Both sides of the path are full of flowers, but there is no romantic or beautiful atmosphere. The flowers are as bright red as blood.
The sky was also gloomy, even more depressing than the atmosphere before a storm.
What surprised him was that there were many, many people on this road.
There are old people,
Have children,
There are men,
There are women,
There are white people,
There are black people,
There are young people,
There are also middle-aged people.
We all walked forward numbly...
Men, women, young and old, everyone went their own way, with the same goal. No one went in the opposite direction, and there was no communication at all.
This scene is so weird!
Xiao Yi originally thought it was an illusion or the ability of the Midnight Man to enter dreams, but after waiting in the crowd, the energy absorption of the black technology still did not start.
The "breath-eating method" didn't have any effect, as if the enemy wasn't casting any magic or illusion.
This is a bit panicking.
After calming himself down, Xiao Yi began to look at these people who were walking numbly. They had different skin colors and different clothes.
Some people were dressed simply, wearing a thin white shirt and a pair of straw sandals; some wore bright red and purple clothes, looking very majestic; some wore pointed hats with various words written on them; and some had their feet shackled...
The states vary, but they have one thing in common, that is, they all walk on tiptoe.
Their expressions were numb, their eyes were empty, no one spoke, and except for the occasional "rustle, rustle" sound of shoes rubbing against each other, there was no other sound in the world.
What a weird atmosphere!
Where exactly is this place
It was not a dream. If it were a dream, it would have absorbed all the invading energy long ago.
This is what happened to the Midnight Man.
The illusion is not an illusion, and the illusion of the three-tailed fox demon cannot prevent the absorption of black technology.
So... what exactly is this place
Xiao Yi looked into the distance and looked up at the sky. There were no mountains or rivers, no clouds or stars at all. Everything was shrouded in gray.
Like a black and white photo.
Dull, depressing, eerie...
He could only move forward numbly along with everyone else. He didn't know where the destination was. He could only look around and look back from time to time.
Finally, Xiao Yi set his eyes on the gorgeous flowers on both sides of the road.
This is the only color in the world.
There are flowers but no leaves, and they are as red as fire.
"Manjushage? Red spider lily!"
Xiao Yi was slightly stunned, and finally searched out the relevant information from his mind.
If the red spider lily is white, it is called Mandragora, which means good luck; if it is red, it is called Lycoris radiata, which means evil and disaster.
Lycoris radiata blooms on the roadside of the underworld, emitting a special fragrance. It is the companion of the dead on their way home and one of the few colorful embellishments in the underworld.
It is a unique product of the underworld.
From a distance it looked like a carpet of blood.
It is also known as the "Fire Road" because of its fiery red color.
It is also the only scenery and color on the long Yellow Springs Road.
The dead souls follow the guidance of this flower to the underworld.
Xiao Yi suddenly realized where he was.
"Could it be... I'm dead?" Yi Xiaochuan was completely stunned, and then his brows were tightly frowned. He knew that he was absolutely different from these dead souls. They could only move forward numbly, but he was not affected by this and his mind was very clear.
"Could it be that my soul has left my body and entered the underworld by mistake?"
This is hell.
This is the world of the dead, the home of the deceased.
So, am I dead or not
No matter what, Xiao Yi was not going to move forward. This was really inexplicable.
How could a hot spring bath lead to death
",,..."
An exotic tune came from afar. Xiao Yi turned his head and saw bright colors coming from the distance, while the others around him turned a blind eye to it and continued to walk forward numbly on their heels.
When they got closer, Xiao Yi found that it was a group of extremely young women. They lined up in a row and walked towards them gracefully with their waists twisted.
They are tall, with long flowing hair, and they all wear miniskirts that reach their buttocks. When they walk, they are too neatly arranged, so they lose their vibrant energy.
Very different from what you see on TV.
Xiao Yi just watched the news. This group of 28-year-old girls died tragically during rehearsal because one of their members lost control...
They set foot on the road to the underworld, they are heading towards hell.
From one end, to another end.
Coincidentally, they passed by Xiao Yi.
The face was still delicate, the skin was still fair, but the tune they hummed was no longer as exciting, and they could no longer dance.
They walked on the Yellow Springs Road in high heels, they walked through the sea of flowers on the other shore, they looked straight ahead, the latter stared at the former, and each of them had empty eyes.
On the road to the underworld, everyone walked in a dull manner, except Otokogawa.
They seemed unable to think or perceive, and Xiao Yi seemed to be an outlier among them.
On the road to the underworld, Xiao Yi was the only outlier wandering and running wildly.
Where is the way out
How to return to the world of the living
“I’m so worried!”
Yi Xiaochuan sat down on the side of the road. He had just run several miles back to the way he came, but he still couldn't see the end of the path or the endless sea of flowers. Looking up on the Yellow Springs Road, he couldn't see the sun, moon, and stars; looking down, he couldn't see the dust on the ground; looking forward, he couldn't see the Yangguan Road; looking back, he couldn't see his relatives and neighbors.
Sad, sad, sad…
Suddenly, Xiao Yi keenly noticed the wind blowing. The cold wind blew through his soul, making it even colder. His entire soul was almost frozen.
The surrounding red spider lilies were also swaying violently.
Something bad is coming...
"What is it? The faceless woman in "Late Night Bookstore"? There is no pond here..."
The bone-chilling coldness brought the temperature down to freezing point. All the ghosts on this Yellow Springs Road were disturbed by the gloomy wind and deviated from their directions.
Suddenly, there was a vacuum around Xiao Yi.
At the same time, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the red spider lilies began to appear and disappear.
To describe this scene more vividly, it is as if you are watching a movie from the silent era. Suddenly, two sets of shots that were edited together appear repeatedly. Although these two sets of shots were shot in the same place, they were shot at different times.
Xiao Yi is not unfamiliar with this situation.
Nowadays, ghosts without the ability to control space and perform illusions are embarrassed to call themselves evil ghosts.
“Woooooo… woooo…”
The sound of a baby crying sounded in my ears, sometimes far away and sometimes near.