I fell asleep for a long time, having fragmented dreams one after another. Between half asleep and half awake, my mind was filled with strange and weird pictures, such as black and white impermanence, the little devil King Yama, and white-haired black people.
Mao Zongzi ran out one by one. At the end, he was still dreaming about the end of the world. Sure enough, it was 12 and he couldn't even dream about it.
When I woke up, I just felt sore all over, as if I had been in a fight. I looked at the other people who were sleeping soundly. Mo Yibai on the bed opposite was also leaning sideways with his back to me. Finally, he changed to another one.
posture.
Suddenly I felt a little uncomfortable, dull and had an ominous premonition. I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep again. Finally, I had to quietly climb down from the shop and go to the corridor to light a cigarette.
The train was very quiet, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and almost everyone was sleeping. I stood leaning against the wall for a while, and there were two men squatting on the ground next to me, talking nonstop.
I leaned against the wall uneasily, smoking a cigarette absentmindedly, and the irritability in my heart became more and more intense. When I realized what was about to happen, the entire carriage of the train suddenly darkened, and the voices of the two people next to me stopped.
It disappeared. Even the light of my cigarette butt could not be seen in the dark space. The surroundings were so quiet that I could even hear my own heartbeat.
Oops! I cursed in my mind.
In the dark space, a little green light suddenly flashed, like the eyes of a beast, cold and cold.
"Click, click, click." The sounds like the collision of bones gathered from all directions, echoes echoed in the empty space, and the sounds got closer and closer.
Knowing that something was approaching, I looked around nervously and reached into my pocket to take out the Swiss Army Knife that I had always carried.
I held it in front of me with one hand and held it on the wall behind me with the other. I stared at the surroundings closely, looking at the few green lights, not daring to get out of my breath. This time I didn't know what it was.
Those green lights traveled very slowly. I knew that I would face a great danger, and if I wasn't careful, I might end up in hell. Having experienced this kind of thing dozens of times, I understood my current situation very well.
I have long been in another space. This is a closed space, and there is no use in escaping. After experiencing it so many times, I have become calmer and calmer, and I no longer make a fuss.
I have no choice but to fight this unknown creature to the death.
I saw a dot flying over quickly. I quickly turned to the side. With a loud bang, the green dot fell to the ground, emitting an eerie green light. With that green light, I
I saw clearly that it was a tentacle like a rattan, as thick as my forearm. It couldn't be a giant mutated octopus! Before I had time to think about it, the tentacle at my feet had already risen again, and there were more green dots around it.
Gathering, in the dark space, I could see nothing except more and more green dots.
I held the knife in my hand and slashed at the green dots, aiming as hard as I could, and kept looking at the knife after knife. I felt that my hands were covered with sticky liquid, and it felt disgusting and cold.
The dark space was filled with an unpleasant fishy smell. I could never see clearly what the other party was, and there was nothing on me that could be used for lighting. I relied on my feeling to find the green spot and cut it. Maybe it was because of me.
The cut hurt, and the unknown monster suddenly raised more tentacles. There were more than ten tentacles within my sight. These things were swimming around in the air like snakes, and they were moving towards me one by one.
Attack.
The monster was very smart. It originally attacked one by one, but then three or four of them attacked together. I rolled on the spot, chopped one off with my right hand, and grabbed one with my left hand. Unfortunately, my foot got entangled. Then I felt that it was under my feet.
Immediately, I felt weightless, making me dizzy. My legs seemed to be torn apart. My whole body felt like I was on a roller coaster, going up and down in circles.
If there were a wall next to it, I think I would have been photographed as a human being.
The monster seemed to be really addicted at night, treating himself like a roller coaster. I was so turned that I had no power to resist. Apart from the feeling of nausea and vomiting, it was even difficult to think. I thought, I won’t really do it this time.
I'm going to see the King of Hell!
"Crack!"
I only felt a pain in my butt and felt that I had landed. The feeling of weightlessness continued. I was so top-heavy that I couldn't get up. Someone grabbed my hand and said, "Let's go!"
Then I felt someone carrying me and started running wildly. I stepped out, and the surrounding area was already bright. It was still the same place where I smoked. The roar of the train and the voices of the two people next to me were still continuing. Everything just now seemed like a dream.
I felt my hand was hot, and then I realized that the cigarette in my hand had burned down to the butt. When I reached out to throw the cigarette butt, I realized that someone was still holding my wrist.
The hand suddenly retracted, and I threw away the cigarette butt. I turned around to see the owner of the hand, and it turned out to be Mo Yibai.
"That was you just now?" I looked at Mo Yibai in surprise.
"What is that?" His hair covered his face, so I couldn't see Mo Yibai's expression clearly, but his voice sounded emotionless.
"Did you see it? Did you go in just now?! That thing should be the monster sent by the King of Hell to take my life." I shrugged and said nonchalantly, "For me, who was already dead for more than ten years on the book of life and death, I am not dead.
The Lord of Hell has always been grudged against me. But since I am a ghost-hunting master, the Lord of Hell cannot send his little ghosts, or the black and white impermanence to seduce my soul. After several failed attempts, the Lord of Hell came up with a new trick,
Every once in a while, a monster is sent to attack me."
Mo Yibai listened and frowned slightly. Since he saved my life, I had a good impression of him, so I told him everything about myself. When I was six years old, I fell into
In the river, I was supposed to be completely dead. I even went to the underworld and met the King of Hell. But suddenly I was brought back to reality by a magical force. Then I, who was supposed to die, came back to life, and even to the point of surviving.
today.
As for those monsters that appear every now and then, such as two-headed snakes, centipedes, etc., I just inferred that it was the King of Hell who came to seek life. I remember that before the monsters appeared, I saw the black and white impermanence twice, but the black and white impermanence is also the same
Ghost, I am a heavenly master, they can't get close to me, let alone take my life.
After I finished telling my story, I asked Mo Yibai how he entered that space. It seemed that only I could enter that space, and no one else could enter. If I hadn't died and returned to reality, I would have been in a daze with me.
It makes no difference if I daydream once, but if I am injured, I will definitely come out with the same injuries.
Mo Yibai shook his head and said he didn't know, then returned to silence, turned around, stopped talking to me, and returned to the carriage.