Being a ghost and having multiple personalities

The drumbeat seemed to revolve around Zhang Lingyue. Zhang Lingyue was blinded by the wind, but the drumbeat became louder and louder.

Faintly, a small shadow appeared in front of him. Zhang Lingyue stopped where he was, squinting his eyes to look carefully.

The figure became clearer and clearer, and it could be seen that it was a child holding a rattle, and the sound of the drum beating should be made by the child's rattle.

Zhang Lingyue relaxed slightly, and finally saw a ghost!

Zhang Lingyue walked forward, intending to ask the child how he got out of the underworld, but the child suddenly turned around and ran away, Zhang Lingyue was about to catch up, but the child disappeared into the black sand.

Looking to the side, Zhang Lingyue is no longer alone here. Crowds of people, or ghosts, pass by Zhang Lingyue. They are all walking in the same direction. The place they are going to should be the gate of ghosts. !

On July [-]th, Zhongyuan Day, Emperor Shun pardoned his sins, the gate of ghosts was opened, and all ghosts entered the sun, walking alone on the black sand road in Huangquan!

This road to hell alone is really hard to walk!

Zhang Lingyue walked with these ghosts, the wind and sand gradually subsided, ear-piercing crying and cursing had already appeared in his ears, and when he walked further, the crying and cursing gradually became clearer, and a bridge appeared in front of him!

A river flows under the bridge. I don't know if it's because of the darkness of the place. The river water seems to be dark red or dark green.

There were many people crawling along the river bank, and it was they who made the piercing crying and cursing.

These people were lying on the riverside and crying hard, some of them had already cried blood, and the tears and blood melted into the river, and some people rolled on the ground and cried...

On the other side of the bridge stood a mother-in-law, with a smile on her face, scooped up the water in the river and put it in the pot beside her, and then put something in it, holding a long spoon to stir it up.

Zhang Lingyue followed the ghosts onto the bridge. On both sides of the bridge, there were two people who seemed to be dressed in official uniforms, very much like the paper figurines on the burning sedan chair during folk funerals.

Just as Zhang Lingyue stepped onto the bridge, the little local official next to him suddenly yelled, "Wait!"

All the ghosts turned to look at him, and the little local official on the other side of the bridge yelled at him, "What's going on?"

He said, "This Naihe bridge is sinking!"

What is the concept of the sinking of the Naihe Bridge? The people standing on this bridge are all ghosts. Ghosts have no weight, and they don’t even make a sound when walking. If the bridge sinks a little, it means that some living things have mixed in. Among the ghosts!

"Hehehehehe." The mother-in-law at the bridgehead smiled, "This person, there are many things that one foot enters the gate of hell and then goes back. I don't know who made the 'resurrection'. Today is a good day, you guys You two, don't spoil the spirits of the ghosts!"

The little local official said, "You old woman is really good at joking. The kind of people you mentioned before, they are all just wandering in the underworld with their souls. The sinking of the bridge clearly brought their bodies along with them." Already!"

Another little local official whispered to him, "Grandmother Ce told me that she is afraid that Mrs. Ghost will escape when the gate of hell is wide open..."

Zhang Lingyue was shocked, is this going to be exposed?

The ghost group was commotion, "What's going on, let's go!"

"Ah—I'm going back to see my wife—"

"I want to go back--"

……

The little local official clicked his ears and said, "Okay, okay! All the men go, and the women stay!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Lingyue ran across the bridge without turning back, and seemed to hear the little local official behind him say, "Oh? Why isn't the bridge sinking?"

One person returned, "Did a woman run over just now?"

Zhang Lingyue didn't dare to stop, and ran into the black sand after a while, and a group of ghosts poured into a gate. It was a gate, but it was a high wall, but it was just a lonely passageway of this high wall standing in the black sand. In the sand, there are three big characters "Ghost Gate" engraved on it!

Zhang Lingyue followed the current, and as soon as he stepped through the door, the wind and sand stopped in front of him, and a familiar place appeared in front of him. When he turned his head again, the door disappeared.

Where he is now, there are barren mountains and wild mountains, and when he looks up, he can see the looming moon covered by clouds. Zhang Lingyue heaves a deep sigh of relief, he is back, and the place he came back to is exactly where he was carried to by the bearers that day!