The snoring from the front lasted only a short time.

Because the sound was very thin, if there was nothing, I couldn't hear it, so I didn't have much reaction at that time, and the right should be wrong.

Behind the boss, with the evil son, walking cautiously forward.

Soon, we reached the end of the tunnel.

Because the tunnel is tilted down, the deeper I go, the more I feel uncomfortable, the wet around, the wall tiles, all wet, covered with an unknown layer of mucus.

I took the flashlight and studied it, and the mucus was transparent, no taste, but it was very sticky, and dung your fingers a little, you can pull out a long silk.

“Is this the cave that suppressed the old creatures?”I sat on the floor and asked curiously.

At this moment, at the end of the tunnel, there is a hole about a square on the ground.

The unconventional whole of the four sides of the hole, the edges are polished, slightly with a bit of bending amplitude, touch is very smooth.

Beneath this hole, it seems to be another tunnel, whether it is a paved brick, or the size of the tunnel, is exactly the same as the tunnel in which we are located.

He did not explain much to me, jumped in and jumped directly into the tunnel below.

I also jumped down immediately, and when I looked up and prepared to let the evil son lurk down, everything I saw in front of me gave me a kind of inexplicable...

It was only then that I found that the tunnel was the same as the previous tunnel, but the floor tiles were the opposite of the wall tiles.

The wall tiles on both sides did not move, but the ceiling and the floor bricks were all changed.

Although overall, this tunnel can't be said is ordinary, and every corner is very reasonable, but I feel very uncomfortable.

From the first tunnel to the second tunnel.

That inexplicable sudden feeling of incomparableness to me, a sense of confusion, straight to my head fainted.

I don't know why, just down that tunnel, I had a crazy idea in my head.

The tunnel I was in, with the tunnel I had just left, seemed to be upside down.

The middle layer is the middle line that divides the two tunnels, and it is not only the tunnel that is reversed, as if there are other...

“What’s the matter?” he asked, raising his eyes, though he wanted to shout.

But I still have a little sense, found the situation also do not dare to speak out, look down at their pants, only feel that the brain and nerves are confused.

Before that, I clearly remembered that on the right leg of my trousers, there was a fist-sized hole, which was left before when I was doing it with someone.

But at this time, the big hole was inexplicably running to the left, completely opposed to the original position.

Not only that.

My left trousers pocket, originally carrying a pack of cigarettes, but now the trousers with cigarette boxes, but squatted down, its relative position, the right side of the trousers pocket, but inexplicably drummed up.

Reaching in his pocket, he touched the box of smoke on the left.

At this time, walking in front of the public also found that the situation is not right, to be precise, it was to find that I was not right, and looked back at me, and there was some doubt on my face.

“What happened?”

I clenched my teeth, forced myself to calm down, pressed my voice, and said trembling: "It's all the opposite, up and down, it seems to be upside down..."

"It's not upside down, it's just that you look upside down."What a silent reminder.

Hearing this, I staggered for a little for two seconds, subconsciously touching the trousers on the left side with my hand.

With that cold touch, I was immediately blind.

The trouser pocket seemed empty and unloaded, but when I touched it, I could feel it clearly, there was a familiar touch, as if there was a box of transparent cigarettes.

Although it is not visible, it is there, more real than the truth seen.

“Do you know the devil’s wall?”What a public question I ask.

I nodded, rubbing the temple constantly, feeling that my state was inexplicably bad.

"It's about like a ghost playing a wall, looking at the real, but after this layer is real, there's another layer of real."He sighed, "Be careful, we are about to arrive, and what you see next may be more exaggerated than it is now."

If everything I see is illusory, then the right trouser pocket should not be smoking.

The cigarette was real, I took it out and looked at it, and counted it, just like the one on the left, only a few cigarettes remained.

But I know that no matter how real it touches me, it is only false.

Behind him, I walked along, rubbing the temple, feeling that the whole head was about to explode.

It seems that there is an invisible person who is constantly moving my brain nerve, and that unspeakable pain is constantly cursing me, what I see is real, not false illusions, all true.

“Do you know the exact history of the monster?”

I didn't ask for a word, hoping to divert my attention, to ensure that my consciousness will not be blurred by that pain, and I hope that I can be sober.

"Others call it erpuppet, I call it thorny, anyway, it's just a thorny monster, but listen to them, in the old days, this monster had followed the old god, the only king."

Hearing this, I was a little more sober, and quietly asked, “Is it the follower of the black robe king?”

Nodding his head, he said, yes.

Do you really believe in the true God?Follow the emptiness of the black-robed king, you might as well follow this monster, at least it is real.”I whispered.

"The king of the black robe is also real, I have seen..." He Yiguang said, and in the tone there was an indespable vision, and every word revealed his worship of the king of the black robe: "Although I think they are monsters, the real king of black robes is indeed almost to the gods, and it is everywhere, not nothing."

When the voice is down, the tone of the public is more revered.

"There is a saying in the teaching, the faceless person in the black robe, standing under the afterglow, it is now, it is always there, it is always there, I..."

He paused, raising his hand to his face and slap it.

"His mother, the impact of these things on me seems to be getting deeper and deeper..." He Yi said helplessly, in the tone, vaguely revealed a hint of fear.

Yes, it is fear, not joy, their faithful faith and worship.

He Yi Gong still has some reason, for the "thing" to their own impact, he still maintains a fear of the heart.

From this time on, He Yiguo no longer spoke, completely silent, and led me forward without saying a word.

The more I went to the depths of the tunnel, the more I found that the worse it was.

The cave is deeper in the ground, and it is reasonable that we should go down, but now the tilt angle of the tunnel is inexplicably upward.

But what kind of public road, I did not ask any more, carefully followed behind him, pay attention to the movement in the tunnel.

After a while, he suddenly stopped his foot and said, “It’s coming.

“From above?”I asked him with some surprise, holding a flashlight, and looking at the hole in the ceiling: “Isn’t this the entrance to that air vein in the temple?”Are we back again?”

“Go up and see.”What a whisper.

With that, he did not explain, and pedaled the wall tiles with his own feet, and his arms were completely stretched out, touching the walls on both sides in large letters, and began to climb slowly.

When he had climbed up completely, I followed the evil son.

From the entrance, and finally back to the entrance.

If the old monk is still waiting on the side, it will scare him!

However, this idea, after climbing out of the entrance, completely disappeared.

We did return to the temple, but we were treading on the ceiling at our feet, and the ground above our heads was the temple, and even the sittings of Shakyamuni Buddha were upside down, like floating in the air, and standing firmly above us.

To be honest, everything I saw was not horror, and there was no bloody scene.

But those destorsed...distorted...the inexplicable things that made me feel like I had a real nightmare.

“See you!“Brother is there!”