what the hell is

It is impossible.I remember that before I lost consciousness, I was still doing wraiths in the big tile-roofed house in the country. How did I return to the mansion and enter the ancient well in the blink of an eye?

I hesitated, since I came here, there was nowhere to go, so I might as well go in and have a look.

Go up the steps, pass through the mountain gate, and walk about 500 meters in, and you will see an ancient temple. At a glance, the temple has about three courtyards, which looks extremely deep.Above the ancient temple, there was a layer of black air visible to the eyes.

The black air surged slowly, diverging and condensing, like a mollusk lying on top of the temple.

Seeing this ancient temple, I screamed "ah", because I saw the wind chime!Under the eaves, several strings of wind chimes are hung. When the wind blows, the wind chimes will swing and make a pleasant soft sound.

My bones are cold, damn it, isn't this the temple in the painting? !

It turned out that we were all wrong, this is not a temple at all, but a temple!Taoist temple!Yin and Yang view!

But why is there no similarity in appearance between the Yin-Yang concept here and what we saw in the building?

I stood in the courtyard in front of the Taoist temple.The yard is surrounded by strange trees of different heights. Under the moonlight, the branches and vines sway like ghosts, which is really frightening to death.

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't find the right place.I walked in along the gate, and inside was a deep and gloomy hall with high pillars on all sides, which was extremely empty.In such a dark temple, there is only one bean candle burning on the altar in front of the statue.

I saw a bald man in black clothes, with his back to the gate, sitting on the ground in front of the statue, writing something.

I don't know why, the more I look at this person, the more familiar I am, but I just can't remember who it is.

I walked in slowly, and when I got close, I realized that there were many large sheets of yellow rice paper on the ground beside the man. The paper was full of black ink graffiti.

I walked very lightly and dared not speak.Walking up to a piece of rice paper, I looked at it carefully, and it was okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, I was so frightened that I felt chills all over my body, and the painting turned out to be a picture of suffering in hell!I saw raging flames steaming, a raging sea of ​​flames, and a lifelike little ghost with a stooped body, holding a fork.On the fork is a sinful woman, nude all over, with an extremely painful expression.The fork passed directly through the chest, and the bloody fork tip was exposed outside.Although black ink is used, the ink is splashed and dripping, which looks more visually impactful than the bright red true blood.

The woman was like a kebab being delivered into the sea of ​​flames by the kid's fork. Her long hair was scattered in the flames, and she wanted to cry but couldn't cry. The terrifying atmosphere of the whole picture could be said to be all about her.I could feel my legs go numb, my whole body was sweating, and I could hear the woman's shrill screams in my ears.

I couldn't help groaning, the man obviously heard it, and stopped the brush in his hand.Seemingly hesitating for a moment, he slowly turned around.

As soon as he turned around and saw the face, I was completely dumbfounded.

He turned out to be Big Brother Peng!Why is he here?

Brother Peng's entire face was half-lit by the candlelight, and his eyes were gloomy, staring straight at me.

I was terrified by this scene.Because of the extreme fear, my heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of my chest.

We just looked at each other like this, and I stood where I was, not daring to make the slightest movement.

Brother Peng narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was dark and uncertain, and his expression was thoughtful.His eyes were strange, as if I was looking at a stranger. After a long time, he turned around slowly, picked up the pen again, and drew carefully stroke by stroke on the rice paper.

I wiped my face, took a deep breath, and tried to shout: "Brother Peng."

He ignored me and continued to paint.I simply shouted: "Peng Liang!"

As soon as the name came out, the tip of the pen in his hand froze for a moment, as if hesitating, waited for a while, and continued to paint.I feel weird, as if he not only doesn't recognize me, but also doesn't seem to see me.

"Peng Liang!" I raised my voice.

This time, he stopped writing completely, stood up, and picked up the candle on the altar.He held it very carefully, holding the bottom of the candle dish with one hand, and protecting the firelight with the other, standing where he was, shining wildly around.

The light of the fire was dim, rising and falling suddenly, and the hall was gloomy and terrifying.Both my and his shadows stretched extremely long, extending to the bluestone wall, forming two distorted and evil huge black shadows.

The scene at this moment was really terrifying, my heart felt as if wrapped in a thick layer of lead, and I was so oppressed that I couldn't breathe.He simply roared again: "Peng Liang!"

"Crack", the plate of candles fell from his hand and fell heavily on the ground, flames splashing everywhere.

The hall was suddenly dark, and vaguely, I saw him running towards the apse quickly, with a blurred figure like a cunning rabbit.

I called his name three times, why is he so lost?Suddenly, a very distant memory revived in my mind. At this moment, it seems that I have seen this scene somewhere before.

Just in a daze, he dragged the huge black shadow on the wall, flashed across the apse, and disappeared.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I chased after it. It was too dark around me, and I could only hear the sound of footsteps in front of me.I took out my phone from my pocket, opened the lock screen, and it glowed green.This light is not as good as a firefly, it is better than nothing, I saw that huge black shadow disappearing into the wall behind the palace.

I stumbled and followed, and there was a small red door that was closed, which looked like a fire escape.I broke the handle, but I didn't expect it to get stuck from the outside.I was also impatient, so without further ado, I flew towards the small door and kicked it.

If people are really anxious and ruthless, they can burst out with extraordinary power.My 160-jin weight was all concentrated on my feet, leaving no room for it.

There was a crisp "snap", and the door lock let me kick it loosely, and the red door suddenly opened wide.

I rushed out, and there was a courtyard outside the door. Except for the small red door behind me, the other three sides were three-story mahogany buildings.The yard was quiet and empty, Brother Peng had long since disappeared.

I looked around, at a loss, as if I had stumbled into an indifferent and weird maze.

The moonlight was like water, illuminating the big trees in the yard, which were strangely pale.

At this moment, I smelled a paste smell, followed the smell, and found that it came from the red door just now.I drilled back into the apse again, only to see that the front hall was full of flames, and the fire was burning.

I was dumbfounded, and then I remembered the candlestick that Brother Peng lost and overturned just now. Damn, so much rice paper must have been burned.

If there is a fire, it will be in big trouble.The Taoist temple here is entirely made of wood. Once it is fully ignited, the fire will burn together. Let alone me, even if there are [-] bull-nosed Taoist priests, the fire will not be saved, and we can only watch it disappear.

I saw thick smoke billowing in the front hall, the heat wave hit, the fire reflected the red light of the hall, and many black shadows flew along the fire light. I didn't think too much about it. I subconsciously pulled out my phone and called 119.

Seeing that there was no signal on the phone, I smiled wryly, damn it, it might be in that painting now, where can I find the fire brigade.

Or run away quickly.Why is Big Brother Peng not Big Brother Peng, please ask for blessings at this time.I stalked and ran towards the front hall, trying to rush out of the gate.After running for two steps, I remembered some common sense of self-help I had accumulated in the past. When encountering a fire, the most fearful thing is to panic. Many people were not burned to death, but smoked to death.

I took off my coat and covered my head completely, covering my nose and mouth, leaving only my eyes.Strengthen your legs and prepare to charge forward.

As soon as I ran to the front hall, the scene in front of me almost frightened me into incontinence.

I saw black shadows dancing in the flames of the front hall.What are those shadows?The hell map written by Brother Peng is alive!

Black mist, thick smoke, and sparks splashed like raindrops. Countless naked men and women struggled in the fire, their hands reaching out to me through the red fire.Their staring eyes, distorted expressions, and trembling facial muscles are really living pictures of suffering in hell.

Quite a few little ghosts were scurrying about in the fire, with raised brows, wielding steel forks, and smiling happily.Seeing who doesn't like it, he went up with a fork, smashed through his chest, and stabbed the person with his mouth wide open, as if howling in misery.

Many souls tried to crawl out of the fire, and the imps stabbed them back one by one with their forks.The whole process is like playing a very interesting game.

There was a woman with long hair that was burned by the flames, rolling in the dazzling flames. Two pink and huge breasts were shocking.When she saw me, she seemed to see a distant savior, she was crawling on the ground with weeping blood in her eyes, and stretched out her hands towards me.

At this time, a kid came from behind, grabbed her by the hair, dragged her on the ground, and dragged her back into the fire.

Seeing this scene, I cried.Do you know why, because she turned out to be the goddess who worked together in the company!Since she released her pigeons last time, she has ignored me and we haven't had any interaction.

I really didn't expect to see her again in this way in this place.

I was dizzy and short of breath, and the most frightening thing was that there was no sound, just like a silent movie.All that can be seen are faces that have suffered and suffered a lot.Forgive me for not being able to repeat that expression, one is that my language level cannot describe it, and the other is that I don’t want to go through it again in my mind.

Those distorted faces are really cruel, full of silent and huge negative energy.