Chapter 310 The Nightmare Strikes, the Gate of Hell Opens!

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The sound of water drops falling,

With an absolutely empty sound, it kept echoing around.

A drop of water fell on Zhou Ze's forehead, and Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes.

wake up this time,

He only felt a cold and stiff feeling coming from under his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

His intuition told him that he didn't wake up on the bed in the bedroom this time, and there wouldn't be Bai Yingying who would definitely be by his side every time he woke up.

Yes,

Surrounded by a depressing vastness,

Above the head, there are dark clouds, and the distance between the sky and the earth is infinitely shortened here, making this sense of oppression even stronger;

In the gap between the dark clouds, there is a broken blood moon hanging there, it is not illuminating, nor is it shining, it is more like an eye, standing on it silently with a playful and mocking mood, staring at everything below .

here,

not human,

Instead,

hell!

Sitting up, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little hot, the kind of sweltering heat that made people feel flustered and uncomfortable, like being thrown in a sealed truck compartment in summer.

Holding the ground with his hands, he stood up slowly, and looked around, Zhou Ze found a hole beside him.

The pit is not very big,

That's the size of a small pond.

Not very deep either,

It's about the height of two people.

The pit was covered by a layer of yellow-brown grass, densely packed, but lifeless, like countless old women's hair, swaying back and forth with the hot wind.

kinda,

familiar.

Zhou Ze silently took two steps forward,

Then he remembered,

here,

It does look familiar,

Because he has been here several times.

Originally, there should have been a pond here, which was filled with water, as if the grudges of the dead, dripping out of the thick water on the side of this Huangquan road, gathered the landscape.

deep in the pond,

There should also be that old acquaintance of Zhou Ze,

Faceless woman.

only,

The scene in front of me clearly has a feeling of "people go to the empty building",

the water is gone

The Faceless Girl is gone.

It was as if a hand stretched out here, tearing off all the vitality here.

hell,

Will it be dry too?

This question floated in Zhou Ze's mind,

at this time,

It must be a dream,

Dream back to hell.

Zhou Ze remembered that there was a famous person named "Dante" in foreign history who once traveled to hell in a dream, and wrote a book called "Divine Comedy" after waking up.

After being reborn, Zhou Ze deliberately found this book and read it with a serious attitude that he had never done before.

After reading it, Zhou Ze confirmed that the celebrity was indeed dreaming.

But it's a daydream,

The hell he described was not the same place as what Zhou Ze saw with his own eyes.

Zhou Ze looked into the distance, and there was Huangquan Road.

no matter day or night, no matter when,

That road is always densely packed and busy,

For every moment there is death,

No matter how strange the way of death is, each has its own merits, but the destination of the dead is here.

However,

When looking at the past,

Zhou Ze saw that although Huangquan Road was still full, those people did not continue to move forward, but lined up row by row, like elementary school students queuing up to participate in the flag-raising ceremony.

On Huangquan Road, a gap was vacated, like an emergency lane on a highway.

From Zhou Ze's point of view, the dead souls on Huangquan Road seem to be going to participate in the "Yellow River Cantata", only one person needs to start.

Immediately came the majestic roar of the mountain and the tsunami:

"The wind is roaring. The horse is roaring. The Yellow River is roaring. The Yellow River is roaring..."

Breathing is a bit difficult, although you don't need to breathe at all in hell, but you can still feel the horror and depression similar to the chest cavity.

I feel like an ant thrown on a pan that spreads pancakes, and after a few hops it will burn.

Zhou Ze continued to walk forward, he slowly walked to the side of Huangquan Road, and then walked up.

Here, why is it so hot,

besides,

People on Huangquan Road,

Why did it stop?

at this time,

Zhou Ze suddenly heard shouts from a distance,

Turn your head and look over,

A group of people are rushing here.

If they could even be called human beings.

Because, although they retain their human image, they have long been tortured to the point of being completely inhuman by all kinds of unimaginable tortures.

This is a level of abuse that cannot be described in words.

When Tang poetry was still in the bookstore,

Zhou Ze once asked Tang poetry, torture in hell, and reality,

What's the difference?

Because although they are all "stowaways" from hell, Zhou Ze only got a taste of it on the outside, and came out ahead of time by relying on his fingernails. He has never experienced the madness in the depths of hell.

Therefore, Zhou Ze had a very strong curiosity when facing Tang Shi's face that always trembles every time he hears the word "hell".

Curious because I don't know.

I wonder why such a resolute and strong girl would keep those two words so secretive.

Tang Shi's answer is very concise,

It probably means,

In human torture, one should be careful not to kill the person directly, because once the person being tortured is dead, any further torture will be meaningless.

The torture in hell is different, they can have ten thousand ways to ensure that your dead soul will not disintegrate,

Then,

On this basis,

All kinds of torture are like little angels who have lost their shackles,

Started to unleash the wild imaginations of the laboring people from hell.

What Zhou Ze saw was running towards him,

Just a bunch of prisoners.

They are running, they are running at a loss, they may not know why they are running, and they may not know where they can go, but they are still running.

perhaps,

for them,

can run,

this process,

In this eternal life of torment in hell,

It is also a kind of happiness.

Because of their coming, the many dead souls on the nearby Huangquan Road also had a little change. They who were standing on tiptoe with numb faces also showed other emotional waves on their faces at this time.

people,

There is a herd sentiment,

And ants are still alive, let alone human beings.

Just when Zhou Ze thought that the domino effect was about to be lifted,

"Snapped!"

a whip

It was like a thunderbolt crashing down!

Those dead souls standing on Huangquan Road who had just turned slightly strange on their faces instantly became numb again after the sound.

Even among the group of prisoners, there were a few running people who stopped running and stood aside numbly, and were included in the standing army on Huangquan Road.

But there are still many people who continue to run, even if they are very uncomfortable now, even if they are very confused now, they are like moths,

Continue to run forward.

the first to run,

it's a girl

In the real world, to describe how avant-garde a girl is, you can say how little she wears, how simple and perfunctory the part covering her flesh is,

The girl in front of me,

more avant-garde,

Because she doesn't have much flesh on her body,

a little on the face,

There is a little swaying in the chest,

There are a few threads on the legs,

It's almost impossible to add avant-garde.

Zhou Ze subconsciously reached out to stop her,

Even ready to use your own nails,

But at this moment,

The second crack of the whip came,

Zhou Ze only felt that his fingers were numb, and his fingers connected to his heart. Immediately, a piercing pain passed over him, which made him a little unbearable. At the same time, it also made him a little vigilant.

The prisoners ran out one by one in front of Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze lowered his head and found that blood was pouring from his nails, and some criminals exaggeratedly penetrated directly from Zhou Ze's body, as if Zhou Ze didn't exist at all.

yes,

I'm not really a revenant,

This is just a dream.

After I don't know how many criminals ran past me,

later,

Another group of people chased after them. They were dressed in black and white ancient costumes, holding chains and shackles in their hands. Some prisoners who stopped running were directly arrested by them.

at last,

Zhou Ze saw a woman wearing a phoenix crown in the crowd,

He looked about thirty or forty years old,

There seemed to be a thick layer of rouge on her face, making it difficult to see her true face clearly.

But in her hand,

with a whip,

This is a purple whip,

It is more than 20 meters long, and when held in the hand, it looks like a giant python flying in the air, and on the whip, there are countless screaming human faces, as if being imprisoned in it will never be reborn as a sin!

"Snapped!"

the whip fell,

The dead souls on Huangquan Road seem to have returned to their old patterns,

Started to continue walking on tiptoe numbly,

Like pigs and dogs raised in captivity.

"Snapped!"

Another whip fell,

All around, it's windy,

Subsequently,

It's raining,

in an instant,

torrential rain,

The dry pond that Zhou Ze saw before slowly began to accumulate rainwater again.

The woman holding a whip and wearing a phoenix crown seemed to deliberately sweep towards Zhou Ze's position,

frown slightly,

Subconsciously raised the whip in his hand,

Pull it towards Zhou Ze!

for a while,

Zhou Ze only felt that the aura of mountains and tsunami was crushing towards him,

I am like a flat boat in the waves,

It could capsize at any moment.

"Snapped!"

…………

"Snapped!"

Zhou Ze suddenly sat up from the bed.

Bai Yingying, who had just helped Zhou Ze slap a mosquito to death, looked at Zhou Ze in surprise, and shouted:

"Boss, you're awake!"

"Whirring whirring…………"

Zhou Ze only cared about gasping for breath, and didn't have time to respond to Bai Yingying.

"Boss, you just scared me and sweated a lot. Let me help you take a bath."

As Bai Yingying said, she came over and prepared to go downstairs with her boss in her arms.

She's used to doing this,

Zhou Ze himself is used to it.

However,

at this time,

The bedroom door was flung open.

Little Loli stood at the door panting.

"What are you doing!"

Bai Yingying looked at the little girl standing at the door angrily, thinking that she was deliberately trying to spoil her time alone with the boss.

"Zhou Ze...Zhou Ze..."

Little Loli held up her ghost certificate while panting,

Hastily shouted:

"Zhou Ze, it's not good, hell, a group of evil spirits... escaped... escaped."

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