In the countryside, in the darkness, a group of shadowy people are surrounding a large deep soil pit. Each person is holding a construction site shovel and is constantly shoveling soil into the pit.
Wow.
Wow.
Everyone said nothing, except for the rustling sound of shoveling, which seemed very strange.
But if people with quick minds can see this scene, they can guess what these people are doing, which is nothing more than some insidious inferior means.
These people are also doing this kind of thing.
In the pit, lying was a pale, motionless, and nearly dying young man, who had been covered by more than half of the earth from above, but still could see that the man was very young, just in his early twenties.
It is hard to imagine what the deep hatred is. We should ask these people to bury a young man who has just started his life.
With pieces of soil covering the sky, the boy at the bottom of the pit was finally awakened from his coma.
He opened his eyes weakly, as if to find out what had happened, but after all, he did not wait until he opened his eyes, and a large piece of soil spilled down to completely cover him The man also lost consciousness with the darkness
......
I don't know how long it took.
In a dark space of obscurity and nothingness, an intermittent sound sounded.
"... am I... dead..."
"Is this the world after death..."
The intermittent sound is like a bowl of extremely thick paste, dull and indistinct. It seems that every word is very laborious, and the interval between each word is very long.
"Who am I..."
"What is this..."
"I... By the way... My name is Wei Shenying...."
In the dark space, the sound has been off and on, sounding ceaselessly, but with the passage of time, it has changed.
The voice slowly becomes faster and clearer. In this space where time cannot be felt, how long has it been, a hundred years? Or a thousand years? However, in a word, the rhythm of the voice is getting closer and closer to that of normal people. Time flies by, and finally one day, it is completely the same as ordinary people.
"What the hell is this place?"
Wei Shenying felt as if he had slept for a long time. He looked at the empty dark space after waking up, filled with a lot of questions, and began to recall his memory.
"Is this the world after death?"
He remembered that he was buried alive, and the smell of the soil and the feeling of suffocation still made people feel desperate in retrospect.
It is said that suffocation can kill people in only three minutes, so it is no doubt that he is dead.
But why does he appear here now? He has a good head and a horse's face, black and white impermanence, and Neheqiao, Meng Po, and the King of Hell. Oh, yes, he is a little ghost who has no right to see the King of Hell.
Wei Shenying looked around again, only to find that his sight could turn 360 degrees, but he also found that he had no body.
"Am I left with only one eye?"
"Or is it a mass of air or nothingness? Is this what the soul looks like?"
Wei Shenying could not help imagining her own appearance in her mind, but there was no mirror or reflection in the dark space, so she could only think about it.
However, although she didn't have a body, Wei Shenying found that she could still move, which was 360 degrees. It was like a game in which God mode was opened. He tried to float for a distance without feeling tired.
After drifting for a few times at random, Wei Shenying's attention returned to his current situation. He had been thinking about where it was. After a lot of speculation, he could only come up with an answer that he thought was the most reliable.
Huangquan Road.
According to the legend, people have to walk a long way from the human world to the underworld after death, and pass many passes. These roads and passes are collectively called Huangquan Road.
However, it is also said in the myths and legends that one must pass through the gate of ghosts to reach the Huangquan Road, and there are many ghosts on the Huangquan Road, but Wei Shenying has not found any of them.
But when you think about it, it's just a fairy tale in the world. How can those people write the same Huangquan Road if they haven't died? What's the saying? Only true consumption can tell the truth. Those people are not true consumption.
And this place has only Huangquan Road. It can't be heaven.
"Since it's Huangquan Road, let's go. It's time to go."
With a sigh, Wei Shenying shook her nonexistent head, chose a direction at random, and began to drift forward.
It is said that before death, a person's life will be played in front of his eyes like a lantern. Wei Shenying did not play it before death, but at this time, he could not help thinking about his life like a lantern.
Wei Shenying was born in an ordinary working family. From his memory, he was weak and sickly. According to his parents, he suddenly had a strange disease when he was one year old. Since then, his body has become like this. He can only rest at home and can't even go out. He can't go to school, so he can only be taken care of by his parents, Relying on the Internet and books, I have been self-study at home and have grown up peacefully.
He also has a younger brother, who is only one year younger than him. Because of his health, his parents have always cared more about themselves since childhood, but his younger brother has never made trouble about it. On the contrary, he also cares about his brother, and he has always made outstanding achievements. He is the kind of child whose parents call someone else's child.
He often goes home with certificates of merit and scholarships, and is admitted to China's top universities. After graduation, his future is limitless.
Everything in this family is developing in a better direction.
But the good times didn't last long. In the year when my younger brother was about to graduate, an accident happened. On that day, my parents suddenly received a call from my younger brother, hurried out of the door, and then never came back. Then he was also invaded and taken away by a group of unknown people that night, and buried alive. He didn't know what had happened until he died.
However, it is conceivable that they must have been poisoned.
Thinking about it, the sad mood has been full of Wei Shenying's thoughts. Even though his father, mother and brother are dead now, he still can't let go.
When this emotion arose, it was like a flood of floodgates. It was uncontrollable and became more intense. It even made Wei Shenying a little confused and unable to maintain consciousness. If someone from the cultivation world was here, he could see at a glance that his current state was possessed. He fell into a demon. Once he could not break away in time, That was the end of the world.
However, Wei Shenying was neither a practitioner, nor did she understand her own dangerous situation. She was just an ordinary person when she was alive. Ordinary people without even social experience were weaker than normal people in mind, and immediately sank into it.
In the dark space of nothingness, Wei Shenying's consciousness is still floating forward according to the inertia before his fall. At this time, his consciousness is like a wandering candle. The candle light is flickering, as if it will be permanently extinguished in the next moment.
Finally, the candlelight was going out, but at this moment, the candlelight ran into a dim group of green light. The candlelight went straight through the green light, but it didn't go out, and it seemed to add a bit of strong vitality? A closer look revealed that a small group of blue light was trapped by Wei Shenying's consciousness.
