different paths

Passing through the narrow tunnel, the eyes suddenly opened up.It is no longer flying sand and rocks, loess all over the sky, and a lush bamboo forest greets you.The bamboo body is slender and straight, the leaves are emerald green, light rain falls from the sky, and the occasional breeze blows by, the sound of beating the leaves through the forest falls on everyone's ears, it is like the sound of nature.

In the middle of the bamboo grove is a wide bluestone road, which is too spacious for five people walking side by side.The fragrance of Konoha wafts in the air, and one cannot help but take a deep breath.

Although the bluestone road is wide, the road surface is uneven, especially when a wheelchair is driving on it, you can obviously feel the bumps and ups and downs.Yue Chentan lowered his eyes and looked at the bluestone slab - these were not ordinary paving stones at all, but Buddhist paintings embedded in the ground.

Jia Wukai noticed his gaze, and immediately called out to Suo Luzheng in front of the team: "Lord Suolu, there is something strange on this ground."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on the ground.

Four types of hells, eight hot hells, eight cold hells, nearby hells, and solitary hells spread all the way from the feet of everyone, showing everyone the conditions of sentient beings in the hell realm with detailed pictures.

All beings in the living hell raise their swords and weapons to kill each other. They cannot die, they cannot be reborn, and they can only endure the pain of being inserted into their bodies by sharp weapons over and over again.The sentient beings in the black rope hell are forcibly pressed on a hot iron plate, and the jailer dismembers them with a big knife. In this unbearable pain, they are comatose, resurrected, continue to be burned and dismembered, and the cycle repeats until the karma is exhausted. stop.

The sentient beings in the Hell of Congregation are crushed by mountains, the sentient beings in Hell are trapped in red-hot iron houses, and the sentient beings in Hell in Burning Heat are lying on hot iron beds and pierced by iron needles.... No, I can only howl and struggle in the great pain day after day, year after year, and bear it alive. This is the most terrifying one of the six realms, the realm of hell.

Those who stepped on the feet of the crowd were all beings who had been tortured in the hell realm. Their faces were distorted and their expressions were ferocious, which contrasted with the tranquil bamboo scenery around them, making them even more terrifying.

Although not personally on the scene, just standing on these bleak scenes makes people feel chills on their backs and their hairs stand on end.Many people immediately jumped off the stone slabs, preferring to step on the dirt rather than take another step on the wide bluestone slab.

After passing through the simmering pit, walking through the corpse dung, passing through the sharp blade road, crossing the Wuji River, and finally came to the end of the bluestone road.At the end, there is a high platform. The outer wall of the high platform depicts various horrors of the lonely hell, and on the high platform, there are two people standing opposite each other—the same black robe, the same sheathless blade, and the same snowy face.

On this high platform, there are actually two Mei Dulin!

"What's going on here?" Someone asked a Taichong Sword Sect disciple who was looking up from the high platform.

"Yesterday evening, the sect master ordered me to rest here. When I woke up this morning, there was already an extra sect master out of thin air." The Taichong Sword Sect disciple whispered, with puzzled eyes.

Jia Wuhai stood with his arms folded, watching the two Mei Dulin confronting each other on the high platform, he didn't feel confused, he just found it very interesting.A person who dares to disguise himself as Mei Dulin in front of Mei Dulin must be very courageous. A person who dares to confront Mei Dulin without panic must be very skillful. He is really interested in this disguiser .

"Which is true and which is false, Brother Yue can see clearly?" Jia Wujue asked Yue Chentan.

"You'll know it as soon as you strike." Yue Chentan's eyes fell on the two of them, his expression was calm.

The two Mei Dulin on the high platform seemed to be blocked by a mirror, every move, every word and every action was exactly the same.

"who are you?"

"court death."

The two Mei Dulin said these two sentences almost at the same time.

As soon as the words fell, the two drew out the sheathless sword from behind. The blade was cold, and the raindrops fell on the blade, which shattered at the touch.The two of them pressed their wrists at the same time, and the sword turned over, and they were already in the fighting posture.

All the people present held their breath and focused, no one dared to breathe loudly, because they were shocked by Ling Lie's murderous aura, but also suppressed by the solemn sword intent.

None of the people who have seen Mei Dulin make a move is still alive in this world.

To be able to catch up with such a scene, not only to save their lives, but also to have a glimpse of the demeanor of the world's number one sword idiot, everyone's eyes widened, for fear of missing a little detail.

The rainwater collided with the cold weapon, making a series of crisp sounds.As the breeze blew, the figure of a person on the high platform moved slightly, Jia Wukai sniffed and frowned.

"Tips for carving insects."

One of Mei Dulin sneered coldly, the light of the sword was as sharp as a dragon, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed towards the opposite side with scales and claws flying.

"die."

After a cold sound, there was only a "bang" sound, and a person's sword fell out of his hand and hit the ground. With a "bang", the person fell face up in the rain like a marionette. A beautiful plum blossom.

The smell of blood spread, and "Mei Dulin" lying in the rain, his meridians all over his body were cut off, his seven orifices were bleeding profusely, his face was covered in blood, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

After Mei Dulin condescended to look at the corpse, she turned around and took out a brocade handkerchief, and wiped the blood on the sword carefully, but she didn't want to give half a look to the corpse behind her.

"Sect Master Mei, great skills!" Many people came back to their senses and applauded for fear of falling behind others.

Mei Dulin didn't even look at these people, and went straight to Yue Chentan: "That person has a problem, if you want to see it, feel free." After speaking, she didn't bother to explain anything, and waited for the onlookers from a distance. Set aside.

Seeing that Mei Dulin treated Yue Chentan differently, many people had new views on this Shaolin lay disciple.Regarding Mei Dulin's performance, Yue Chentan was very calm, he turned his head and glanced at Jia Wuchai: "Do you want to see it?"

"I'm thinking about it, but the head of Mei only said to let you watch it, I'm afraid..." Jia Wujue hesitated.

"It's okay." Yue Chentan had already driven towards the corpse, "Go and have a look, he won't say much."

When Jia Wucha heard the words, he immediately followed behind him excitedly, not as if he was going to see the corpse, but as if he were going to see a juggler.

There is nothing unusual about dead people, but it is quite interesting to die miserably on Mei Dulin's face.Without being greeted by anyone, a large group of people had already rushed towards the fake "Mei Dulin" behind Jia Wukai.

Jia Wuhai squatted beside the fake Mei Dulin, touched his face, deliberately said "ah", and said in surprise, "There is something on this man's face."

"It must be a mask, take it off!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Jia Wujue took off the thin layer of mask like a fluke, and a pale face appeared in front of everyone.

"Who is this person?" Someone asked suspiciously, "It seems that I have never seen such a person in the world."

At this time, there was a sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air, and a small porcelain bottle fell from the sky. Jia Wujue stretched out his hand to grab it, and held the thing firmly in his hand.

Mei Dulin's cold voice came from not far away: "The bottle is the poison given by this person."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words: "This person was poisoned? When?"

"Just now." Yue Chentan said calmly, "This person paused slightly, and he was poisoning Sect Master Mei."

Ke Mei Dulin's every move just now is obviously not a symptom of poisoning.

"Master Mei's strategy to teach the tiger, so naturally he won't follow such a small trick." Jia Wujue said with a smile, unscrewed the porcelain bottle and smelled it, and handed it to Yue Chentan, "This poison seems to be called phantom shape. Scatter. Brother Yue, take a look, did I hear anything wrong?"

Huan Xing San is a kind of poison specially made by Qianmianmen.Those who are poisoned by this poison will lose all their internal energy for a period of time, their body will become loose, and they will have various hallucinations.What's more serious is that even after detoxification, hallucinations will be deeply rooted in memory, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The poison is in the form of a powder, light and airy, easily spread in the air, and because of its light taste, it is difficult to be detected.Many people's complexion changed when they heard the words Huanxingsan, and they began to focus on adjusting their breath to check whether they had accidentally been poisoned.

Yue Chentan slapped the mouth of the bottle lightly with his hand, and handed it back to Jia Wuchai: "It's Huan Xing San."

"Since he carries Huan Xing San with him, this person is very likely to be a man of thousands of faces." Gu Yiming's voice came from the crowd.

Jia Wuju nodded in a serious manner: "That's right, it's just that people from Qianmianmen always use masks to show others. It's really hard to guess the real face of this person."

"But this face looks a little familiar to me, as if I've seen it somewhere before, how do you see it?" Gu Yiming coughed and looked at everyone.

When he said this, many people began to look at it carefully, and some people really remembered where they had seen it before: "In the case of the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, the government seems to have posted a portrait, and this person looks like that portrait. .”

First there was Fang Pojia, then Mu Qianli, and then Zhang Qiuzhi, this man with thousands of faces...

"Brother, you are talking about the chief disciple of Qianmianmen, Du Yi?" Jia Wujue asked the man.

The man scratched his head: "It seems to be called Du or something."

"That's very possible." Jia Wuzhen turned his eyes on Du Yi's face, and suddenly asked Suo Luzheng, who had been silent all this time, "Master Suolu, what do you think?"

"There are very few clues, so it's hard for Suo to make a conclusion." Suo Luzheng said.

At this moment, everyone has gathered in front of the high platform, five teams of Yuqiansi, Shaolin, Wudang, Iron Shark Gang, and Taichong Sword Sect surrounded Du Yi's body, discussing a lot.

"Since Master Mei has fought against him, can you see his martial art routine?" Li Tuntao said.

Mei Dulin glanced at him coldly: "There is no routine, it's nothing more than pretending to be a ghost." After finishing speaking, he glanced at everyone's faces like a falcon, "This person is pretending to be me, intending to replace him. Similar things have happened on the road before."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd exploded.

Instead, it has already happened.

But along the way, no one has said that they have encountered similar things. Could it be that the "replacement" operation has been successful, so that there will be no confrontation between the real and the fake?If this is the case, then in this team, there have been masked people lurking one after another. Who are these people?Who are they replacing?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and the eyes that fell on each other's faces were full of distrust.

Jia Wujue heard Mei Dulin's words, squinted his eyes, and said meaningfully: "Master Mei is right, this pretender must be between you and me. If there are no evil spirits to guide the way, how can you and me?" Will it go all the way from heaven to hell?"

He had a smile on his face but his tone was serious. Many people couldn't help shivering when they heard the last sentence.