three thousand world gl

The wind rushing up from the bottom of the cave was like a blade on the face of the fallen man.Yin'er hugged Qianhao's waist tightly, and couldn't help screaming "ahhh".

Qianhao grabbed Yin'er's skirt with his left hand, turned into a long sword on his upper right, and thrust the sword into the cave wall with sullen eyebrows. among the seams.

The wind beside her ears stopped in an instant, Yin'er frowned, touched the sweat on her forehead, looked at the abyss under her feet, and let out a long sigh of relief: "I was scared to death."

"Before I was scared to death, I was yelled to death by you first." Qian Hao looked down at Yin'er, who was still in shock and hugged her tightly. The two were clearly in a dangerous situation, and she felt a little like laughing. The usually arrogant and willful little fox, Holding her at this time, behaved like a rabbit.

Yin'er heard the words, immediately pursed her red lips and nodded obediently, blinked her eyes at Qianhao, then at Abyss, she stopped talking, what should they do next.

Above the head is the pitch-black tongue-pulling hell, and beneath the feet is the bottomless abyss.

Qian Hao shook the hilt lightly, seeing that the blade was firmly inserted, he said, "Let's go down."

Although I don't know what the situation is below, but there must be a way if the wind blows.Qian Hao asked Yin'er to hug her tighter, and as soon as she finished speaking, she saw red lines criss-crossing and spreading towards the abyss.

"There is no sound?" Yin'er said, "There is nothing below, or the red line has not come to an end?"

"It's come to an end." After Qian Hao finished speaking, she let go of the hilt of her sword, hugged Yin'er and jumped down stepping on the red line.

The cave was dark, but not completely dark.The Enlightenment Pearl hanging around Yin'er's neck and the unicorn blood hairpin on Qianzhu's bun both exuded warm light, enough to illuminate the path under her feet.

The red line didn't go very far, and it took the two of them almost only a moment to land firmly on the ground.But the moment their feet hit the ground, the surroundings became dark, but it wasn't that the beads and hairpins lost their light, but that their eyes were covered by a cloud of black mist.

There was a loud "snap", as if something heavy fell down in the dark.

The two stood close together back to back, looking around warily.

"Stab—la—"

In the small space, there was a piercing sound of iron scraping.

The sound came one after another, rhythmically like a craftsman sharpening a pair of dull scissors.

Suddenly, the scissors fell to the ground with a "boom", and rushed towards Yin'er and Qianhao from the dark place with a "click".

When the two heard the sound, they immediately ran in the same direction without looking back.

Scissors is like a lone wolf, chasing after him.

The faster the two ran, the faster it chased.

"There's light there!" Yin'er suddenly felt a burst of clarity in front of her eyes, and dragged Qian Hao to the bright place. Although they had already guessed in their hearts that this might be another trap, the two of them rushed in without hesitation.

Sure enough, as soon as the two rushed in, the "click" sound stopped abruptly, and all the lights in the room disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you? Why do you want to punish us like this?" Yin'er frowned and shouted into the air, going to the first level of tongue-pulling hell, this level is probably scissors hell.Someone pushed them step by step.

It was extremely quiet in the dark, no one answered her, only the slight panting of the two.Suddenly, there was a "beep", Yin'er's heart trembled, and a white candle placed in the middle of the room lit up.

"Sister Qianhao." She called subconsciously, and stood closer to Qianhao.

Qian Hao tapped the back of the opponent's hand with her fingers, saw the candles on the wooden table light up one by one, frowned and said softly: "It's okay, look, they don't seem to want to harm us."

Yin'er looked at the kid who appeared out of nowhere in surprise, they stood in a row and politely saluted her and Qian Hao, then they all stretched out their right hands and said without any emotion: "Please. "

In the direction they pointed, there was a chaise longue and two square tables. On each of the square tables was a piece of white paper, a brush and an inkstone.

"What is this for?" Yin'er asked suspiciously.

"Please." A group of little ghosts kept the same posture and said blankly.

Yin'er twitched the corners of her mouth, and followed Qian Hao to sit on the imperial concubine's bed. She held the brush in her hand, and dipped the tip of the brush in the ink: "It's boring, this is your territory. Still hiding behind the scenes like a shrinking turtle?"

She looked at the dancing candles not far away. There were three candles in total. They burned extremely slowly, as if they were timing them.

"It's an acquaintance." Qian Hao dipped a little too much in the ink, and slowly licked the pen with sullen eyebrows.

"When did you guess it?" On the stage in front of the three candles, a blue figure suddenly appeared, waving his fan and turning his back to the two of them.

Yin'er squinted his eyes to look at him, snorted, but picked up the inkstone in the next second and threw it at the head of the blue figure: "Go away, Yuan Huaidong!"

"Sister, it's not good to be so rude." Yuan Huaidong turned around, but he didn't dodge, and let the inkstone hit his forehead, black ink dripped down his forehead onto the blue clothes, and the clothes changed instantly. It was pitch black.

"I didn't guess it just now, but now I have guessed it." Qian Hao looked at the unscathed young man in black, lowered his head and sneered.

"Where's Ah Xi?" Yin'er reacted quickly and understood everything in an instant, "What did you do to her?"

"What do you think?" Yuan Huaidong closed the fan, looked into Yin'er's eyes, and pointed to the burning candles, "There is not much time."

"You threatened me." Yin'er gritted her teeth and stared at Yuan Huaidong, but finally she had to sit down discouraged, "What request?"

"Choose the path that will allow the most people to live, there are only two choices on paper, two people, don't have inconsistent answers." Yuan Huaidong raised the corners of his mouth and bent his clear eyes, "Don't be afraid, it's just a game , I will let you go back if you lose. But if you don’t play at the beginning, you have no chance.”

If you lose, you will let them go back, why not win.

Yin'er was holding the brush, and when she looked up, she saw Yuan Huaidong disappeared, and the stage curtain hanging behind him was slowly opened by the kid.

"what--"

On the left side of the stage, a woman with a slightly protruding belly was sitting on the bed and crying at the top of her voice. Beside her was a white-haired old woman: "Daughter, just give him this to drink, and marry Yuanwai Chen! He I don't mind if you bring a little past with you."

On the right side of the stage, a pale man curled up on the bed, coughing faintly, and the spittoon jar beside his bed was filled with black blood.

The woman cried and cried: "But, he is my husband-in-law, I can't poison him to death."

The old woman sighed: "He is sick like that, and he will die sooner or later. When he dies, are you taking my grandson as a widow? Hurry up and kill him. We will go to Beijing with Mr. Chen, and who will know you by then? who is it!"

The woman clutched the medicine bottle: "But..."

The old woman waved her hands: "You can figure it out, if you don't choose, the child in your belly and I will die."

As soon as the words fell, everyone on the stage froze instantly.

"Please." The little ghosts seemed to only be able to say this one word, and they respectfully asked Yin'er and Qianhao to make a choice.

"Please, please!" Yin'er looked at the two choices that surfaced on the paper, one was "poisonous" and the other was "not poisonous", she threw the brush on the table and sneered, "Don't choose, I don't want to operate other people's fate."

"Please." The little devils are asking them to write.

——Choose the path that allows the most people to survive.

Yin'er turned her head to look at Qianhao, and saw that the other party was just like her, putting the pen on the inkstone calmly.

"Two sisters, if you don't follow the rules, you won't be able to get out." Yuan Huaidong laughed in the small space.

"You lied us in and kept us here, is it because you want us to go out?" Yin'er sneered.

Yuan Huaidong said in a low voice, "But if you don't manipulate other people's fate, others will manipulate your fate."

After saying that, the dimly lit room suddenly turned into a blue sea.

In the sea, a long golden dragon swims freely.

"Maybe, you can choose again," Yuan Huaidong said, "I don't threaten people, I just show people the facts."

Yin'er clenched her fists, her face instantly collapsed.

"Don't you choose?" Yuan Huaidong laughed, "Actually, I told you the answer, choose 'not poisonous', didn't I? Why were you willing to walk towards danger one by one before, but now you don't even have a choice?" Don’t dare to choose? Don’t you want to choose in the future?”

"There can be a third way in the future!"

"But sometimes there are really only two roads, and you can't even choose." Yuan Huaidong's words fell lightly, and only the dying man was left on the stage, his past emerged one by one like a revolving lantern, "Look at this mortal , he hesitated and struggled to climb towards the light all his life, but at the end of the dark night was still dark night. He got up early and went to bed late, climbed tenaciously but still fell to the ground. He was sad and lost, but after thousands of arrows pierced his heart, he still had to admit the ordinary life, and finally walked alone to the die."

"Look, is it up to him to choose?"

"Look at his son, he was young and flourishing, but once he changed, he was subordinated to others. The ups and downs of the officialdom made the past and the past go to waste, his unyielding spine was bent into a rickety back, and he bargained for the rest of his life with a humble smile. "

"Look, is it up to him to choose?"

"So, when you were given a choice, why didn't you choose?" Yuan Huaidong said in a cold voice.

"Enough." Qian Hao suddenly said in a deep voice, she turned her head to look at Yin'er who was stupefied, and knocked him unconscious with a knife in her hand.

"Miss Qianhao!" Yuan Huaidong watched in shock as Qianhao hugged Yin'er.He didn't expect Chihiro to do this.

"Everyone has desires, big or small, without exception." Qian Hao walked out of the house with Yin'er in his arms, "So don't tempt people's hearts, it's good to be aware of it. You are the secretary of the underworld, so you don't have to come Bullying a 3000-year-old fox."

Qian Hao looked back at the dark room again: "I think... If she killed someone because of her greed, she would definitely do everything possible to remedy it and still feel guilty after waking up, but I think this must be the last thing she did. A bad choice. If she can die herself, she will not harm others."

Qian Hao sighed, and said with a smile: "If you need a perfect person who has no desires or desires, I don't think she or I can do it. So we don't take shortcuts, let's walk through the eighteen levels of hell one by one, please Bo is waiting for us in the Palace of the Underworld, don't hurt the innocent."

"People in the world often suffer from this desire, so they are stuck in it and cannot get out." Yuan Huaidong said finally.

Qian Hao gave a casual "hmm" and carried Yin'er on his back again.

As soon as they walked out of the house, the scissors began to sound "click, click, click".

Qian Hao raised her eyebrows, feeling that the strength in her hands was too much just now, why is this person still awake.She was carrying someone on her back and was very tired.

In the Hall of the King of Hell, King Biancheng played with the bamboo stick in his hand and sighed helplessly: "Listen, is what Si Bo is saying that people can understand?"

The handsome men shook their heads one by one: "To be honest, I didn't understand a single word."

Ri You scratched his head: "Didn't Si Bo say that the two girls were unnamed in the book of life and death, and had great supernatural powers? Since we have already tricked them into the underworld, why don't we just send them to the Oneiroi?" in a dream?"

"You're stupid," Bai Wuchang knocked the opponent's head, "Why would someone want to fall into the Oneiroi's dream!"

"But... didn't we catch that dragon girl?" Riyou said.

"When I saw Si Bo, I didn't want to touch that dragon girl," Bai Wuchang pursed his lips, "Even that girl from Qianhao just now saw it. Why are you so stupid?"

Ri You was still puzzled: "Then why did Si Bo threaten the Dragon Girl just now and ask them to choose?"

King Biancheng pouted, and cursed stupidly: "Si Bo is imitating the dreams of Oneiroi, and the dreams of the God of God are full of such things that make people extremely desperate or joyful, and immersed in this kind of emotion The people in the dream can't get out of the dream."

Therefore, the underworld needs people who can enter dreams and come out of them.

Of course, this person has to be controlled by the underworld.

Otherwise, as impermanence said, why would the other party be willing to dream.

The underworld never threatens people, they just state the facts and make people have to make choices.

Panting for breath, Qian Hao skillfully avoided the attacks of one pair of scissors in the darkness. She saw a hole sharply and was about to jump down, but found that the surroundings suddenly brightened, and there were laughter and laughter in all directions.

Yin'er, who was lying on her back, was woken up by the noisy voice, she rubbed her neck, slowly opened her eyes, and was startled in shock: "Qian... Sister Qianhao, have we finished the [-]th floor of hell?"

"I do not know."

Looking at the bustling and haunted market, Qian Hao was stunned for a moment.

"Oh! The two girls are holding red silk and satin in your hands. Come, come, go this way!" The pale-faced aunt who came out of nowhere, glanced sharply at the two standing in the corner, and immediately yelled A large group of little ghosts with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks came to help, "You two girls, don't worry, although there are many people in our area, the little ghosts are quick and quick, and I will arrange you right away!"

"Ann, what's the arrangement?" Yin'er just woke up, her neck was still hurting, and she was pushed into a luxury ghost car with four wheels by a group of enthusiastic little ghosts. Naturally, Qian Hao was also in the car with her. .

"Arrange a big wedding, what are you arranging for?" Aunt Gui hung a black wooden sign around her neck, with the word "Meng Po" crookedly engraved on it, "Don't worry, both of you, the one who will hold this kind of red silk is hand-picked by the Lord of the Underworld. Your honored person, we will definitely entertain you well, and let you walk through Guimenguan, Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge, etc. comfortably!"

"Wait," Yin'er jumped out of the car in a hurry, pulling Qian Hao, "Isn't that just for the dead? Are you people in the underworld all sick?"

"Come on, chase after me! There are people over here who have both ruined their marriages!" Mrs. Gui was furious when she saw the girls with colorful faces jumping out of the car.