what the hell is

Elder Yuanyin?Why does this name sound so familiar.The iron plate was flipped to the back, and there were still many small characters engraved in traditional Chinese characters, without even a punctuation mark in the middle.I held up the lighter and looked at it for a while, feeling dizzy, with fireflies flying in front of my eyes, making me feel nauseous.It roughly tells the life story of this monk named Yuanyin, when he became a monk, and when he became a host. These specious Zen words are really painful to see.

This should be the epitaph.The last part records why the monk passed away-it is said that this place is the gate of the underworld, and the elder Yuanyin sits here.

I watched with eager eyes, and suddenly realized who this Elder Yuanyin was.

Damn, isn't he Liu Yan's previous life, the monk who built a temple in the late Song Dynasty.I was quite scared when I was grabbed by the corpse's hand just now. I thought there was a ghost somewhere, and I was relieved when I figured out the cause and effect.This monk is designated not to become a ghost after his death, because his soul has been reincarnated for n generations, and what is left now is a pile of ossified flesh.

However, it is also a great fate that I met him in such a secret space.I lifted the body up and tried to stuff it back into the recess in the back, in a sitting position.His head was hit by a stone just now, and it drooped down, which was very ugly.I held his head, measured it left and right, and wondered how I could puff it up again.

Looking at it, a feeling suddenly came to my heart, and I was stunned.I also broke out in a cold sweat, because I made a very strange discovery.

This monk's head is very wrong. When I was supporting it just now, my fingers fell behind the head and accidentally inserted into a depression.In other words, there should be a hole behind the head of the monk's corpse.

I broke out in a cold sweat, took a deep breath, and managed to calm down.Lie the corpse down and look with a lighter, isn’t it? In the middle and lower part of the skull, near the brainstem, I can’t tell what it is. There is an obvious depression, like A small hole was punched by a gun.

Reason tells me that this is absolutely impossible.The old monk has been dead for almost 1000 years, how could he be shot.But my heart was trembling for no reason, and an inexplicable fear surged up my body like a tide.I tried to suppress the fear, carefully poking my fingers into the hole.This small round hole is not deep, and the surrounding bone can be felt to be very smooth and self-contained, so it should not be caused by external impact.

Then there is only one possibility, the monk was born with a hole in his head.

I breathed a sigh of relief, there are all kinds of weird people in this world, let alone those with holes in their heads, even having two heads is not uncommon.After such a toss, I didn't have the heart to help him puff up his head, so I hurriedly stuffed him into the cave wall, and randomly poured some soil on him with my hands, so it was considered buried.

I rubbed my hands together, and suddenly I had a very weird idea, what would it be like if Liu Yan came to pay homage to this corpse?Going to his own grave is really black humor.

I stood up and looked around, dazed and scared, not knowing what to do next.Thinking of the nameplate on Yuanyin's body, it is recorded that this place is the Nether Portal, so it's hard to say what will happen if you go deeper.

I reluctantly analyzed the direction, and walking north was the direction where the old cat escaped. I gritted my teeth and simply probed inside.

I walked forward for a while, and the cave gradually became lower and narrower, surrounded by gray stones like limestone, which felt cold to the touch.The surroundings were silent, not even the sound of water dripping, it was so quiet that it made people mad.

I saw that the front had come to an end.There are several huge karst caves on the wall of the cave. The inside is dark and deep, and it is not known where it leads.It seems that the direction of access to each cave is different.I stood at the openings of these holes and looked at them one by one. It was too dark to see anything.Every hole blew out a slightly foul smell, and the gloomy and cold wind made me feel cold all over my body, and the flame of the lighter flickered.

I can't go any further. Once I walk into the wrong cave and pass by the rescuers behind me, it's too late to cry.

Squatting on the ground with your shoulders in your arms, the flame of the lighter is getting lower and lower.I quickly extinguished it, waited for a while, and rubbed it a few times, the flame ignited reluctantly.I took a closer look and found that it was broken. There was not much fuel in it, and it was estimated that it would go on strike in a few 10 minutes.

It's really bad luck.I turned off the lighter and was plunged into darkness.This bird place is cloudy and cold, like entering a morgue.I couldn't squat anymore, so I stood up and stomped my feet, and decided to go back. If I continued to stay, I would freeze to death if I didn't get scared to death.

Just as he was about to leave, a woman's voice suddenly sounded: "Liu Yang."

I froze and looked around, it was dark.Trembling, he lit the lighter, and the light fell on those black and gray cold stones.What happened just now?Hallucination?

Damn, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, it's really evil.I was about to leave when suddenly a heart-piercing scream from a woman came from a cave: "Ah~~~Ah~~~"

I was shaking all over, and the blood was rushing to the top of my head.It's Wang Xue!Judging by the voice, she seemed to be suffering from serious abuse and torture. Only a person in extreme pain can yell out such a voice.I didn't care about anything, and shouted: "Wang Xue!"

The voice was still shouting continuously, faintly visible, faintly visible.I wiped the sweat off my brow, feeling ruthless, why did I come here?Isn't it just to save her? Now that we have clues, how can we let her go easily.Listening to her voice, I feel so distressed to the extreme.

I ran to the cave, listened carefully, and finally found out which cave the sound was coming from. Without thinking about anything, I jumped into the cave and began to crawl inside.

I was completely impatient, so I ignored it and climbed a long way with a stupid energy.The voice gradually disappeared, and then stopped.It's okay if it doesn't stop, but the whole body hurts when it stops.The cave is low and short, and can only accommodate one person, so I still struggle to climb.I got down on the ground and took out a lighter, barely took a photo, the hole was very cramped, dark and oppressive, my body was completely confined, and it was difficult to climb back.

I took a rest, turned off the lighter, put my elbows on the ground, and kept climbing.After a long time, a strong cloudy wind suddenly blew on my face, and I felt that half of my body was suspended in the air. I quickly lit the lighter, and saw that I had crawled to a strange place.

After leaving this hole, it looks like a random grave on the hillside.Large and large cemeteries, the cemetery only has white tombstones, but no grave bags, and densely packed coffins are exposed on the ground.It's dark and dark here, just relying on the faint light of the fire in my hand, I can see those coffins are innumerable, and my scalp is numb.Looking further into the distance, there is a huge black shadow building standing in the distance. I don't know what it is, but it is very towering.

I watched with horror, this scene is so familiar.The paintings formed by Qin Dan's two movements, all of which are depicted here.

Is the gate of hell closed here?

I broke free from the hole, held the lighter, and moved forward cautiously, with the whistling wind in my ears.I looked up at the top, it was dark, and there was no end in sight.According to the normal scenario, I should be underground now.How deep is not clear.Just because the depth measurement is inaccurate, there is no way to know whether this is the gate of hell or not.

The center of Ghost Gate is directly below the garden area. I have already been to the deep hole dug there, and it is very deep from the ground.Now, I came in from Qianjiagang.Traveling here, the terrain is gradually decreasing, but it is hard to say whether the height of this place from the ground is the same as the center of the ghost gate.

If the depths of the two places are different, it means that this place is not where the gate of hell is located, maybe it is just a front stop.

With this thought, I feel a little more at ease.Looking at the coffins all over the floor, there is almost no place to set foot.There must be a huge funeral group here, and I don’t know who they are buried in. I carefully avoided it, stumbled all the way, and finally came to the building.

This is a huge ancient building. It is hard to tell whether it is a temple or a Taoist temple. The eaves are upturned, simple and old, and the whole building is shaped like a dancing fan, which is a bit of the style of Kyoto, Japan.Of course, the architecture in Kyoto is also copied from the ancestors of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, but whoever kept the house intact, our own things were ruined.

I watched it for a long time, but I couldn't get it right.Suddenly remembered Yuanyin.If it was really built under the leadership of the old monk, the history of this building should be traced back to the Song Dynasty.Obediently boom, an absolute antiquity.

I took out my phone and tremblingly took a photo.Once there is a chance to go out in the future, this photo will be awesome.

The exterior of the building is colorless and lifeless, and the interior is dark, which makes people feel depressed and has an ominous premonition.I was watching, when suddenly there was a sharp cry from the building, it was Wang Xue!She is screaming.