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In the boudoir at this time.

Mo looked at the disappearing ghost road with no expression, blood was trickling out on the palm of her right hand.

This is the result of Mo just knowing that he can't touch the entrance of the Netherworld Road, and forcibly touching it.

This **** right hand held a sneaker tightly.

She didn't know how long she had been looking at the carved wooden window, she slowly lowered her head, looking at the white sneaker that had been stained with blood in her hand.

Turned around and walked to the side of the bed and put the shoes on the side of the bed.

Gently twisting the palm of his right hand, the wound gradually began to heal.

She closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to stroke the warm bed.

"It's time to sleep."

Mo said to himself.

The next moment, she was already lying on the bed.

Leaning on his side, with his right hand resting on his head, his closed eyes seemed to be looking at the sneaker, secretly hurt.

...

Inside the Nether Road.

In any case, Ye Xiaotian thought that he had finally escaped Mo's clutches.

He felt very relaxed at this time.

Although he had been in contact with ghosts more than once, went to purgatory, and now is on the road to the nether, he still can't accept the so-called past life.

Even if he had a previous life, he had already lost that memory.

So, the original self, still the current self?

Can I accept everything that I could accept at the beginning?

These questions seem to be too philosophical.

Ye Xiaotian thought that his previous life was the same one he was before he came across.

So those memories that he didn't have, whether they really existed before or not, he couldn't accept them.

He slowly stood up and looked at the disappeared hole.

Muttered: "Mo, I'm sorry. In my memory, you are not there."

After saying this, Ye Xiaotian didn't have any nostalgia anymore, turned and walked towards the end of the tunnel made up of countless rays of light.

He didn't know what was waiting for him at the other end of the tunnel.

But that may be the only way to return to the real world.

Born in reality, how can you be silent in illusion?

Lifting his foot and taking the first step, Ye Xiaotian realized that his right foot was bare and his shoes were missing.

"Daughter away by Mo?"

He didn't think much, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Da~~~

Ta ta ta...

Ye Xiaotian stepped forward slowly and unhurriedly.

The road seems very long.

He just kept walking forward.

Fortunately, although this road was called the Nether Road, he did not hear or see anything related to ghosts.

This undoubtedly made Ye Xiaotian's heart at ease a lot.

Choosing the path of the netherworld, he was actually prepared to face danger.

The rays of light on both sides flowed quickly, receding continuously.

Gradually, Ye Xiaotian stood on the spot and looked at both sides, feeling that the path of the netherworld seemed to be much wider than before.

"Is it an illusion?"

Being in this kind of light for a long time is prone to visual errors.

Ye Xiaotian didn't think much, and continued to walk forward.

"Huh~~~"

After a long time, Ye Xiaotian leaned forward with his hands on his hips. The chest is violently ups and downs, this is because I have been a little tired after walking for too long.

"Is there no end to this road?"

"If the flow of time is consistent with purgatory, wouldn't it be true that several days have passed?"

"Wouldn't my body be rotten?"

In Ye Xiaotian's mind, some weird thoughts could not help but come up.

"Forget it, go ahead, you can always get to the end!"

I feel almost rested.

Ye Xiaotian straightened up, ready to move on.

But when he saw the scene before him again, he was taken aback.

changed!

No longer a long tunnel of light.

In front of me, there is an endless bridge.

This bridge is very majestic, such as the Jiangzhou Large Crossing River Bridge, which is generally built of reinforced concrete.

The difference is that this bridge is shrouded in countless blue haze.

There are countless pedestrians on the bridge.

The road on the bridge is also lined with lanes.

However, there is not a car.

Ye Xiaotian glanced intently, and the pedestrians were all brightly dressed, full of energy, and full of vigor.

"Isn't it the road to the nether?"

"This is Naihe Bridge?"

"But these people on the bridge don't look like dead people!"

Indeed, those pedestrians walking on the bridge completely subverted Ye Xiaotian's previous perception of ghosts.

He couldn't help frowning.

This feeling seemed to come from the world, not the ghost.

Under the bridge is a long river.

The river is turbulent, and the waves are constantly rising, like the sea under a hurricane.

However, the river water is black.

Ye Xiaotian turned and looked back, the tunnel disappeared.

This made him a little puzzled. He obviously just bent over and lowered his head to rest for a while, how could he appear here.

When did you get out of the tunnel?

Ye Xiaotian couldn't figure this out.

But he knew that it didn't matter.

"Forget it, there is only this way in front of me, I can only continue to go forward."

Lift your foot on the asphalt road of the bridge.

In an instant, Ye Xiaotian felt his feet penetrate an air barrier that was invisible to the naked eye.

Then, his whole person passed through this "compartment".

On the right hand side, there is a bus stop sign with "Road 3" written on it.

A few unhappy people stood beside the bus stop sign.

Suddenly, a bus appeared "slowly".

This slow, Ye Xiaotian thought there was no wrong adjective.

Because of that bus, the front of the bus appeared first, and when the front of the bus moved forward, the body continued to appear.

The bus stopped under the stop sign of No. 3 bus.

呲~~~

After parking, the door opens.

The bus driver yelled at the dull people: "Get in the bus!"

Ye Xiaotian, who was watching this scene from a distance, murmured to himself: "The bridge is so long, it may be easier to cross the bridge by bus."

But he just lifted his foot and immediately retracted it.

Then he backed back again and again.

Just now, after Ye Xiaotian saw the group of dull people getting on the bus, a little boy in the last seat was lying next to the window with his small face pressed against the window.

His eyes met Ye Xiaotian.

Ye Xiaotian saw the heartbroken pain in the little boy's eyes.

The little boy seemed to have noticed that Ye Xiaotian noticed him, opening and closing his mouth.

However, Ye Xiaotian couldn't hear what he was talking about.

Perhaps because his words were not heard, the little boy was very unhappy, and silently shed tears.

And those tears are scarlet blood.

It was the blood and tears that made Ye Xiaotian stop.

"You can't get on this bus!"

Ye Xiaotian was not afraid of ghosts, but subconsciously felt that the destination of this bus was a place that even ghosts did not want to go to. But they cannot choose a destination.

Ye Xiaotian no longer dared to make random decisions, he glanced left and right, and walked to the bridge.

Seeing this, a little girl with a gardenia on her head by the bridge, holding the flower basket, walked towards him quickly.