In fact, when you are passionately holding a butcher knife and planning to push open the door and kill everyone, the scenery behind the door may not be a vicious enemy, nor is it an enemy who always wants to make you die. On the contrary, perhaps behind the door, there are pairs of innocent black eyes, soaked in tears, just looking at you innocently.

At this time, you still feel so angry that you can lift the butcher knife?

Anyway, I can't do it!

I entered the gate of hell with this mentality, planning to carry a butcher knife in my hand to kill all directions! By the way, there is no beauty to hug me, at least I have to catch a living person and go back to seek credit.

But when I was randomly assigned to appear in the real realm of the underworld, the gray light retreated, and I saw a few very old men looking at me with a look of hope. My whole body was trembling and I seemed to be able to shake myself if I couldn't hold on.

"You, you, you..." I suddenly felt excited and was a little incoherent and numb, this is different from what I thought! The plot should not be designed like this!

If God gives me another chance, I will definitely say "Idiot!" to myself a minute ago

Unexpectedly, I prepared so much. Just as I was about to kill all the people, a stream of cold water poured on my body. The old men in front of me were skinny and boneless, and there was no two taels of meat on my body. I really don’t know that there is such a strange combination in the underworld, which is said to be absolutely unhungry to starve?

"Child, did you just die?" One of the old men squinted his eyes and looked at me.

I nodded involuntarily, not to mention how awkward it sounded. But when I thought it wasn't that the case? Didn't the people who came here just died? But it's okay if they asked this question, right? I'm very damn here just died.

After smirking, I figured it out and said, "Yes, yes, who are the old men?"

My words like this are not polite. Before I could finish my voice, I saw the skinny old men in front of me crying and wailing.

What alas, what awesome, what a heaven does not forget us, and so on, jump out of their mouths like a cannon.

What's wrong with this? There should be no saying that my own father died in this ghost world?

"Stop crying!" I yelled. There was no way to welcome people when they entered the village, at least they wouldn't cry, right? Well, as soon as I was 'dead', I met a few old ghosts like old kids crying in front of me. Who can bear it?

Not to mention, my voice works very well.

Several old men immediately stopped wailing, their faces and eyes stared at me with eyes full of panda-like eyes.

One of them said: I, the old man Tian, ​​the elders of this village, have not been assigned to the newcomer for hundreds of years. Now I see the newcomer again, I can't help myself!"

"Yes, yes!" The other old men nodded and agreed.

"Okay, I'm new here. Please tell me about the situation here, the old man?" Without knowing the situation, I chose this way to contact the 'people' here.

The old man who seemed to be in the lead said, "My friend, come with me. This is a village, but in fact it is only a few families. Alas, I thought this place had been completely forgotten by the underworld. Now that I have joined me, I really don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster!" As he said that, the old man turned around and left in his eight-character steps.

Only then did I see the scenery here clearly.

In addition to the bright and shiny world, it is surrounded by mountains. Behind me is a ghost forest. Every tree branch and branch is made of bones. The sound of wind chimes is the sound of "leafs" colliding together.

"This is the Soul Forest, which is a must-pass place for urban newcomers in every village in the underworld. When we saw the shrine in the village emit divine light today, we knew that newcomers were coming. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Well... how many old bones have been defeated? How many families have they?

My God, no, this, God, where have you thrown your "self" in the future? Could it be that it will take 81 or 81 difficulties to achieve the right result?

"No!" I immediately rejected this idea. It was impossible for me to do such a brainless thing in my previous life.

There are two possibilities now.

First, I was plotted by the god here. The upgrade rhythm made by the god in the previous life was disrupted, and then I was sent here, not for me. However, because I am the reincarnation of the "divine king", as long as the reincarnation appears, I will be photographed here.

However, what does a few old bones say that no new people have arrived in hundreds of years seem to indicate?

Either some mages in the world want to smuggle here, and then they will be teleported here because they are living people. But these old guys have obviously lived for hundreds of years. Whether they are living people can tell whether they are ages. It doesn’t take many, and they can tell the authenticity in ten years. But these old guys obviously didn’t say that, which means that they must have just died ghosts. However, such judgment is still too early. Without investigation, there is no right to speak. I am not clear yet where I am. Once a misjudgment makes it possible to affect my next action direction, which is very unwise.

So, is it the second possibility?

This is the place of inheritance chosen by the gods in the previous life, but there will definitely be a test here. Even if it is a test of "self", even if it is me, I will not believe what kind of person I will be in the next life. What if I have a entrusted it to be? No, it is not right. It is normal if the inheritance is only a test of knowledge, but what if it is not? What if it is the purpose of occupying the self in the next life? Is it still necessary to test?

Suddenly I felt like I was fooled by myself! I was so messed up by these two sudden thoughts.

Zhou Datong, Zhou Datong, who are you?

This is a gray-white dirt road, very narrow, and it can barely accommodate two people walking side by side.

Several old men walked tremblingly in front, as if a strong wind could blow these people away.

"Old man, how long will it take to get to the village?" I couldn't help it. Although I had plenty of time, I felt a little confused.

"It's soon, I'll get home soon." One of the old men said to me with a smile, although his skeleton-like face looked frightening.

But what made me even more frightened was that there was a strange look in his dirty eyes, as if it was pity?

Why is this?

I was puzzled and puzzled. It seemed that from the beginning of entering here, there were a series of puzzles, and my head was full of question marks.

After walking for about half an hour, I vaguely saw several wooden houses in front of me, which were broken and swishing. I don’t know how many years I have lived in.

"Old man, how many households are there in this village?" I looked at the house in front and asked.

"Haha, it's us! There are 7 of them in total, and I have lived here for almost five hundred years. It's strange that you have come to some people before, but you left after not long after living there. Alas, it's all the fault of that damn legend." The old man next to you said.

legend?

I hurriedly asked, "What legend?"

"Uh... this, I can't say it." Lao Bo turned his head and stopped talking!

Depend on!

I realized that it was not the time to ask this question, so I changed the question and asked: "Old man, it is said that the underworld is vast and boundless, dark and unobstructed, what kind of city is the city of destruction, where is Fengdu?"

The old man turned his head again and said, "Young man, I advise you to live here peacefully. Hundreds of years pass by in the blink of an eye. Alas, to be honest, this is not your luck. Our brothers have discussed it a long time ago that if no one came before reincarnation, we would destroy this place and let us take it away. Here for tens of thousands of years, this legend has killed too many innocent people. If we hadn't been honest, we would have died there long ago."

"Okay, I won't ask about the legendary things. Old man, I just want to know how to get out?" I looked around and saw that there were mountains around, stretching for countless kilometers. I think this village is located among the mountains.

Moreover, I have too much time to go, and even if I transform into a giant, I may not be enough to run out.

The old man walking in front stopped and turned to me and said, "Young man, it's not that we don't want to say it. But you can't get out at all. You just died and don't know the horror of the underworld. Do you know that one day in the world, this underworld is five days? Do you know that there are jackals, tigers and leopards everywhere in the mountains on all sides? Do you know that the only path is with that terrible legend? Don't lose your life for curiosity. It is the truth to survive here for five hundred years. Otherwise, you can only be buried in the legend, the mouth of jackals, tigers and leopards.

Young man, I'm dead here! I'm really dead! My soul is gone!"

"Isn't that I can never get out?" I said in shock.

"Or, that's not what I said." One of the old men suddenly said.

"That method won't work!" said the old man with big head angrily.

"What method?" I asked.

"Every ten years, there will be a patrol. Even in such a remote mountain village, there will be a patrol. During the patrol, there will be a patrol in the village, but the requirements for individuals are very high. If this is a metropolis or a village town, you may still have the opportunity to study the laws of the underworld carefully and can deal with it at that time. But the only thing in the village with records of the underworld is the stone tablet in the ancestral hall in the center of the village. Alas... I can only say that you are born at the wrong time and die at the same time." Lao Bo said shaking his head.

The old man in the lead urged him and said, "Lao Liu, shut up. You are about to get home."
Chapter completed!