Zion reached the third character and wrote down the 'day' side with difficulty, and refused to write further down.

He couldn't control his hand and skimmed a stroke to the side with one force.

The man frowned and took out a piece of paper, "Write again."

Zion started writing again, Zion ...

I don't know how, but the word "lucid" just won't come out.

Zion was anxious, can't write it so there is no way out of here?

Meaning we will be dead?

In this way, Zion in the dark over and over again to write his name, always in the last stroke of the writing collapse.

He did not know how to see that person. That piece of paper, only know that he wrote his name over and over again, gradually lost consciousness, mechanical general writing names.

Suddenly there was a boom, the darkness in front of him broke open, and the man disappeared. Zion looked at the blankness in front of him in dismay.

There was a light in the distance, he ran along with the light, running and running, running through some country houses like a place, and running through a place like a marketplace.

The buildings in these places are not different from the earth, the difference was that there is no one.

Eventually, he ran to a large door, the door was so high that it seemed to tower into the clouds.

He pushed it open, and inside the door was an empty hall. Zion subconsciously stepped inside ...

On both sides of the hall, there are ten Yin marshals -

At the head of them were the Bull Head and Horse Face, the Black and White Impermanence, their faces were hideous and their eyes seemed to be alive, staring at him closely.

Zion was afraid and hurriedly continued to walk inside. The next sculpture standing was the Ghost King Marshal with red hair and fangs like a nightstick holding a demon suppressing bell.

Zion did not know why he recognized these and hurriedly ran inside again - as if there was no way to go back after entering this door, he did not have a thought to go back out.

After the Ghost King Marshal, there are statues of the God of Day and the God of Night. Legend has it that these two specialize in wandering the earth, monitoring everyone's behavior and good and evil.

In folklore, people believes that the two of them were fierce gods, if anyone dares to ram them, will be marked on the list ...

Then go on, was the leopard tail, bird's mouth, fish gills, wasps, in folklore they are the same as the black and white impermanent, bull head and horse face are hooked soul messengers.

The difference was that the black and white impermanent bull-headed horse face specializing in hooking human souls. Leopard tail is specializing in hooking the souls of animals. Birds’ beak specializing in hooking the souls of birds flying in the sky. Fish gills specializing in hooking the souls of aquatic species in the river and sea. Wasps specializing in hooking the souls of insects ...

Zion ran all the way through. All he saw were immobile sculptures, except for the pair of eyes staring at him like a living thing.

At the end, he ran to the forefront and saw clearly the plaque hanging in the high - The Palace of Hell.

Zion stunned, Hades!

Shit, he died?

The throne of Yama is huge, as high as an ordinary floor, and it's imposing and majestic, but it's empty.

Zion was bewildered, but then he saw a person sitting on that huge throne and that person raised his head and met his eyes.

Zion's eyes widened, "Susie?

He rushed over, shouting as he did so, "Susie!"

"Sister, sister!"

Susie, however, raised her hand so that he couldn't run half a step forward, and simply said, "Go back! What are you doing here?"

She raised her hand and lifted it, and Zion felt himself flying.

Susie at the bottom suddenly picked up something and threw it hard at his face.

"By the way, remember to take your brain!"

Zion, "???"

He flew and flew ...

Suddenly someone slapped him hard on the cheek, snap, snap!

"Brother, brother!"

"Wake up, I'm here!"

Zion opened his eyes with a jerk.

The noise of the world rushed into his ears at once, the sound of patients' families coming and going outside the corridor, the sound of the nurses' station dripping in the distance and the cries of a child in some unknown ward ...

Zion said blankly, "I'm not dead?"

Just a little pain in the face ...

Zion subconsciously huffed and hissed.

Susie vainly looked at his half red face, whispered, "Brother, with Susie in you certainly cannot die ah!"

Zion looked around and found himself back in the hospital room, the window was a bit dim, giving the impression that it was morning or evening.

He said blankly, "Do I still have my brain?"

Susie touched his head, "Yes, brother, can't you feel it?"

Zion felt Susie's soft, warm hand and felt his scalp return, saying weakly, "I feel it, it's still there."

Susie said comfortingly, "Don't worry, the head is still round."

Zion subconsciously asked, "It's not flat?"

Susie gave him an affirmative answer, "No, it's round, very round."

Zion, "That's good."

The crowd was speechless as they listened to their conversation.

Wade said, "Second brother, if your brain is not here, you can still lie here, that is lying in the crematorium wow!"

Alana said with a stern face, "What nonsense, unlucky!"

Susie immediately followed, "Blah, blah, blah!"

Whenever Grandma said something unlucky, she always followed it with a blah blah blah.

When she said "blah blah blah", Alana said "blah blah blah" in sync.

Everyone could not help but laugh and breathe a sigh of relief.