The Lord of Ghost

"Where is this?"

"Am I dead?"

The last scene in his mind was a tombstone in the lonely grave wilderness, and his name was portrait on the tombstone.

He wanted to open his eyes, and the feeling of fluttering from his body made him disturbed, as if lying in a cloud and flowing slowly to the distance.

Huo ~

The eyelids seemed to be stuck together, but he still broke away.

At the moment of entering the purpose, it was the dark flowing dome, like a flowing light of the aurora, the dark air around, and the quiet river goes back to the distance.

He was located on a bamboo boat, and the hull was shaking, and the sound of water paddling was particularly clear in a quiet atmosphere.

"Am I ...?" Mo Li reached out and found that his flesh and blood disappeared, instead of transparent and smoky shape.

He seemed to have seen this in such a form.

"Ghost Ling!"

Suddenly, a familiar noun passed by his mind.

After death, it will turn into white smoke -shaped, which means that the other party falls completely.

"So, am I really dead?"

Immediately, he turned slowly and looked at the person who was paddling at the stern.

With a black robe, it seemed to be incorporated into this endless ink world. The dim lone lamp illuminated the face under the black robe, and it was not like a living person.

"Where is this?"

The old man was silent and scratched the paddle silently.

"Who are you?"

Still speechless.

At this point, Mo Li stopped asking more.

Then, he looked at the dark river and tentatively stretched out his right hand.

When his fingers left the bamboo boat, it was just an instant. The steaming black water directly corroded him, and the black fog permeated in the faint haze arms for a while.

"His ~"

Mo Li frowned, and the black stream corrosion would cause pain. This pain was extremely unbearable to him, and the infected part had a strong burning sensation.

Time passed by bit by bit, watching the gradually darkened arm, his forehead condensed out of the Sichuan character, the pain of this corrosion far beyond his imagination.

Finally, his entire arm disappeared.

For a while, Mo Li was silent.

At the beginning, it was just a half -rooted finger, but the fog of black water could corrode the entire arm.

"So, I can't do anything now."

Of course, he can find something strange from the old man in the stern, but in the face of unknown things, trying may attract the disaster.

Since then, Mo Li has become silent.

At that time, time seemed to press the mute symbol, above the river, only the sound of black gurgling water, in the dark world, a bamboo boat dates back to the distance from the unknown direction.

In this way, the water flows, and the vision is gradually open. Pingchuan on both sides of the strait, Yin Hong and Senbai overlap, like a huge color palette, the black rivers spread and spread, and the green manges flashed above the sky.

Gradually, a precious touch of dullness appeared in front of the field of vision, looking at it, and found that it was the same bamboo boat.

Above the bamboo boat, a white faint smoke, a lonely lamp, an old man in black robe.

Vaguely, Mo Li guessed what.

"Perhaps, I really died, and I was on the way home."

What is the way home is the place after the death.

Mo Li watched the dim yellow emitted by the lonely lamp on the bamboo boat in front of him. The boat was loaded, and there was no trace of flowing water, as if there was a magical magic, he was amazing.

Remove all your thoughts, silent in the boundless silence.

Suddenly, the familiar manner sounded in his mind, as if he murmured from the ancient distant distance.

"At the source ... the soul ... the sea of ​​the soul ... the other side ..."

This time, the mysterious murmur was clearer.

He woke up suddenly, opened his eyes again, looked at it, and his pupils shrank.

Under the blue -gray sky, a mottled stone gate stands between heaven and earth.

Around Shimen is a sea! Endless, can't see the sea!

Such as his white ghost, dense, and mechanically going towards the same place!

Go towards the strange and mottled stone gate ...