Chapter 1691 (1/2)
Ye Chen only felt that consciousness drifted away, and was dragged to a dark abyss with no end.
”Is this the feeling of death?” In the dark, he murmured, unable to open his eyes, cold and powerless.
He didn't resist. He wandered in the dark.
His memory is still in the sky, and he is attached to Da Chu.
The landscape of his hometown, the people of his hometown, the flowers, grass, trees and trees of his hometown are all his last warmth.
Lonely, he still lives in the memories of the past.
Time, as if stretched, become incomparably long, the long river of years, or there is no other shore and end.
I don't know when, he just stopped and opened his eyes slowly.
At first sight, we can see a dark and cold world, boundless scorched earth and no light at all.
This is just like Jiuyou, where the wind is raging and the ghosts are howling.
There are blood gullies, there are resentment struggle, dark scorched earth, there are half hidden skeletons, weathered by the years.
”This is... The underworld?” Ye Chen's eyes, scattered and confused, recovered Qingming, staring at the picture in front of him.
He once came to seek the soul and three spirits of Lin's poetry and painting.
Although most of the memories have been erased by the supreme existence of the underworld, there are still sporadic memories: This is the underworld.
”How can we get to the underworld.” Ye Chen could not help frowning.
He recalled what longyi had said: in his later years, Emperor Taixu used the anti worldly God channel to pass through the underworld. He could actually see the underworld, where there was a shoulder to shoulder with the emperor.
When people die, they disappear. Some people may return to the underworld, but few of them are close to zero.
Obviously, he is one of those near zero.
”Is that where I really belong? The real resting place? ” Ye Chen murmured to himself, smiling a little sad.
”Don't be silly. Go.” Ye Chen said to himself, a rough voice suddenly sounded, with a thick cow moo.
Ye Chen subconsciously looks back and sees two people clubbed behind him.
The one on the left is a man-shaped ox head with an iron ring hanging on its nose. He is clearly a human, but has a cow face.
Look at the one on the right. It looks like a donkey at first glance. It has two big front teeth and a whole board.
”Cow's head and horse's face?” Ye Chen Leng for a moment, about the story of these two, mortal world always used to bluff children.
That's the ghost General of the underworld. Whoever is dead, he will run to his house. He will catch the dead and the soul, and catch a certain one.
”What are you looking at? Let's go. Don't miss the hour.” Cattle head hiss to drink, the temper is not very good, also pushed a leaf Chen.
That horse face also did not idle, took out the fetters, locked Ye Chen's hands and feet, a firm, is a dedicated master.
”Where is this... Going?” Ye Chen couldn't help but ask a question, took a look at the ox head, and looked at the horse face.
The bull's head and horse's face didn't pay any attention, and they pushed and hissed all the way.
As if they were yamen soldiers, and ye Chen was a prisoner, with chains, the sound of the chain was dragged clattering.
Without answering the question, ye Chen coughed and looked at him.
The underworld is also like the universe. There are mountains, water, trees and trees. They are all dark and cold to the point of no temperature.
From time to time, there will be a couple of lonely souls and wild ghosts floating around, wobbly, dull looking, and empty eyes.
Besides these, there are many terrible things in the underworld.
It's like a mountain forest. A man in the house is chopping wood.
For example, under an old tree, a baby boy is squatting there crying.
Such as a river of blood, suspended a sarcophagus.
The most frightening is the howl of the fierce ghost, which makes people tremble and resent evil thoughts, interweaving with a ferocious grimace.
Even if he had been here once, he had already been prepared mentally, but he could not help coming again. Ye Chen couldn't help but fight the spirit, which was too dangerous.
Soon after, a pass appeared in front of us. It was a archway with three big characters: Guimenguan.
In front of the ghost gate, there is also a gate Pavilion of ”the underworld”.
Ye Chen looked up at the three characters of Guimenguan, and looked at the gate Pavilion of the underworld, always feeling very familiar.
This pass can be described as a dense barrier, iron walls, there are 18 images of ferocious and strange ghost King guarding, gloomy and terrifying.
After the ghost gate, I don't know how long I went, and saw a huge palace, gloomy, solemn and cold.
On the plaque, three big characters are very eye-catching: Yanluo hall.
In front of Yanluo hall, one left and one right, there were two rows of people standing on the left, the cow head with clear water on the left and the horse face with clear water on the right.
At the moment, there is a group of mermaids walking through the hall of hell.
Like Ye Chen, they all wore white prison clothes and iron shackles. When they walked, the chains they dragged clattered.
”I've been wronged by my death. I haven't got revenge. Let me go!”
”My child is not yet born. Let me go back and see him.”
”Laozi is the king of Jiaolong. I'll be reincarnatedThere was no peace in front of the yama hall. Some people were crying and others were shouting. There were all kinds of voices. It was very noisy.
”Noisy.” The head of a bull is ferocious and evil, and he blows his whip at once.
He whipped away the whip, and there was no sound.
No matter what you are, no matter how much cattle fork you have in front of you, come here, we have to lie down honestly.
Ye Chen is also honest, did not dare to speak, Niutou is too natural.