On the unfortunate days in the underworld

The road was very silent. Although the snow-white hell was amazing when you saw it for the first time, after looking at it for a long time, you only feel that the south, east, northwest, and the world are all the same color. There are no white clouds above the head, no soil under the feet, and even a tree. No flowers or even a single grass can be found. If the monotony reaches a certain level, everyone will feel bored.

Huiming felt that there must be something wrong, he stomped hard on the place where he was stepping on, and it didn't feel so hard, so he made up his mind and punched hard on the ground, the expected pain didn't hit, but it was like It was hit on a ball of cotton, and it was so soft that it really went down an inch, but before Huiming could be happy, the ground slowly recovered, without a single crack, and it was still as white as snow.

After that, Huiming tried his best and made a few more holes on the ground, but they were all the same as before, without any accidents.Now Huiming feels that this is hell, and he can't even feel the slightest pain. Looking at this white flower every day, he will collapse sooner or later. The problem is that after the collapse, he can't even find a wall to bump his head against.

Of course, Huiming's experience is still too superficial. Compared with it, Xiao Changlu's embarrassed appearance covered in cold sweat is much more real. Every step he moves now seems to use up all his strength, leaving short-term imprints on the white ground. Finally, he couldn't move his legs anymore, he gritted his teeth and took another two steps forward. After laughing at himself, he stopped to meditate with his legs crossed.

"Brother Xiao, how do you feel now?" Huiming looked at his pale face and asked with concern, but he knew that Xiao Changlu wanted to save face, so he didn't expect him to say that he couldn't do it, so he said to himself: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired too, let's rest for a while before we go." Saying this, he sat up next to Xiao Changlu.

This sitting is completely boring, Huiming opened his eyes and it was white, closed his eyes, it was dark, opened one eye and closed the other, it was black and white, but after a long time, it is easy to see each other.After a while, Huiming's eyes were full of black and white interlaced grids, and when his head flicked, it became a mess.

His head was a little dizzy, and Huiming's hands began to feel and feel a little restless. He was still digging on the ground at first, trying to get something out of the ground, but after he found that his fingers couldn't exert any force at all, So he changed his target, and he found that there was a thread on Xiao Changlu's clothes.

Huiming plucked up his courage, took advantage of the time when Xiao Changlu closed his eyes to rest, and gently tugged with two fingers to pull out the thread end a little bit, and then continued to pull out a little bit lightly, the thread end had already been pulled out. Stretched into a line, in the middle of this process, for some reason, Huiming felt a kind of inexplicable comfort all over his body, maybe it was really too boring, with such a little thing to do, he devoted himself wholeheartedly go in.

Afterwards, in order to pull the thread better, Huiming crawled down and lay beside Xiao Changlu's hand, very carefully pulling it lightly. He tried his best not to move too much, in order to avoid making a sound, but sometimes his hands trembled unavoidably, and he let out a groan. Some hissing and tearing sounds made Huiming happy. Just when he was about to finish removing the thread from Xiao Changlu's sleeve, he thought to himself, it's over, it's over, brother Xiao will definitely be angry now, alas, I Why are you so owed, what's the fun in pulling the thread, why can't you control yourself?

Even though he thought so in his heart, he didn't intend to stop the movements of his hands at all. He didn't let go of his hands until Xiao Changlu finished exercising and looked coldly at Huiming.

"You..." Xiao Changlu looked at his half-shortened cuffs, he almost didn't go into a madness directly, this person is simply!If it weren't for his current weakness, he really wanted to use the thread removed from this thread to strangle Huiming's neck.

"Brother Xiao, I didn't do it on purpose," Hui Ming said with an apologetic face, "I just can't control my hands, it's really boring to watch here."

Xiao Changlu's current situation, even if he wants to care about it, he will have to talk about it later, he frowned, and flicked his bare sleeves, indicating that this matter is over.

Huiming breathed a sigh of relief, but asked reluctantly: "Brother Xiao, anyway, one of your sleeves is long and the other is short, and it doesn't look too good. Can you cut off this sleeve and give it to me as well?"

This is a typical case of overreaching. If you give a pole, you have to go to the house, and if you give a bamboo basket, you have to lay eggs. This kind of person will often end in misery, but sometimes if you catch the right opportunity, you can really go to the house.

Xiao Changlu broke his sleeve, and to prepare, he tore off the other part of his sleeve and threw it to Huiming. Seeing his ecstatic look, he wanted to shake his hands to show his disdain, but he thought that his wrists were exposed. , It must be very ugly to shake it, so I let it go with a snort.

The two continued to walk, but the scene seemed a bit strange. The one in front had no sleeves, and the one in the back was holding a piece of sleeve. Fortunately, there were no ghosts in this No. 19 layer of hell, otherwise it would be inevitable. He looked sideways.

"Brother Xiao!" Huiming yelled suddenly, pointing to a black shadow in front of him and said, "Yes, there are ghosts!"

Xiao Changlu said in a calm manner: "Is there anyone here? The nineteenth floor of hell, the perpetrators of non-ninth generations are not allowed to enter, and those who can come here..." He paused, and continued: "They are the most addicted people in the world. Evil people."

"But, look at that ghost." Huiming was shocked by the scene in front of him. The black shadow was gradually disintegrated in the pale world. It can be seen that he is desperately protecting these things, but this power is like a mantis arm against a car, vulnerable to a single blow, as the black air gradually dissipates, his face begins to become clear, but before Huiming can clearly see his appearance, suddenly a There was an extremely painful roar, and then his whole body twisted and deformed, unexpectedly, it became transparent, and slowly, like a wisp of smoke falling down, it perfectly merged into this world.

It seems that it has become a part of this world.

Huiming hadn't breathed out his old breath yet, but he saw a wisp of black air that hadn't dissipated coming straight towards Xiao Changlu. Xiao Changlu's face remained unchanged, and a barrier formed with his palm facing outward to block the black air. In a place one step away from him.

However, the penetrating power of the black air is so strong that it was able to find a gap in the barrier, and slowly drilled into Xiao Changlu's hand along the gap. At this time, Xiao Changlu seemed to have no strength to resist, so he could only Another luck attempt to drive out the black air.

Huiming watched them confront each other like this, and felt extremely anxious in his heart, thinking that it was just a ray of anger?It shouldn't be a big deal, and it's fine if you pull it out, so he flew forward, concentrating all his energy on his fingers, and then really stretched out his hand to pull the black air. Seemingly feeling his fingers, he actually became a little afraid, and desperately pierced into Xiao Changlu's hand.

With a sound of "呲", Huiming's fingers touched the black air, and then it disappeared without a trace.

This made Huiming heave a sigh of relief, but when he was about to claim credit from Xiao Changlu, he found that Xiao Changlu actually looked at him in a very strange way.

That look was different from the past, Xiao Changlu seldom looked at him so seriously before, he either glanced at him casually, or glanced coldly, so focused, staring at him blankly, momentarily made Huiming feel at a loss.

"Well," Huiming was actually a little shy. It was the first time he was stared at so "affectionately" by others, which made him a little uncomfortable. "Brother Xiao, I will help you a little. You don't have to think about thanking me," he said. Watching him lower his head, he untied the thread with his hands nervously, "Actually, you just have to smile more if you have nothing to do, you don't know that you look good when you smile."

After hearing what he said, Xiao Changlu used his last strength to kick Huiming three feet away.