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Brain seized insult. On this part of the route, one could meet countless restless souls who either whispered, or complained, or growled in their ears. Some of them were cultural in appearance, trying to imitate Old English. One soul asked in a whisper whether the distinguished gentleman wanted to hear the stories of the poor woman.
You listen to her once, immediately you begin to feel sorry for the girl who fell into this abyss. You listen to the second time, and it seems to you that she should not suffer such torments. You listen to the third time, the fourth, the fifth …
And she still complains non-stop, pouring her crazy memories into the human brain. Forcing you to experience her own hardships and sufferings. But as soon as you lose patience, she turns into a black, angry old woman, destroying that touching impression of a fragile and soft girl.
– Try my sufferings!
– And you, too, experience my suffering!
Mo Fang thought he was in a world of promiscuous dreams. In this realm of dreams, he experienced what it was like to get in touch with souls. Every time after communicating with them, the heart broke into a thousand pieces.
A long way, incomparably long … There are thousands of spirits here and each of them is trying to redirect their sufferings to you. Up to the point that you have to endure these sufferings a thousand times: hang yourself a thousand times, drown a thousand times, be sentenced to death a thousand times, be buried alive a thousand times …
Mo Fan felt that he was not him. His memory was already captured by the spirits, as if boundless tragedy had invaded his life. Like he was in a horror movie.
The psyche endured the terrible power of the afterworld wind, but it began to fall apart gradually. The pendant, which hung on the neck, radiated light, but this gave no result. Hate this scum covered all around!
In fact, the abode of evil spirits was shallow. There was a deep insult, just a bottomless abyss of suffering!
It was not clear how many laps had been covered, how many centuries had been lived, how many memories from a past life still remained in memory. Mo Fan opened his eyes again and wondered if he really came to his senses.
Gradually, the memories began to return to the head, but the exhaustion from the endless migrations of the souls was felt, Mo Fan numbly sat on the ground for a while.
This is all a dream …
A very long nightmare …
But Mo Fan was glad that all the memories that belonged not to him were gradually erased from his memory.
– Mo Fan? – gentle and caring voice came from the side.
Mo Fan gradually regained consciousness and saw that Liu Zhu was standing on the side, a little sloppy and battered. On her pretty face was a seal of alarm. She had the sad look of a beautiful woman shed tears, only tears were not visible.
“Liu Zhu … Are you alright?” Mo Fan looked into Liu Zhu’s eyes and was very surprised.
– You carried me all the time! We fell for a few seconds, but after falling you became very strange. I called you, and you did not answer – said Liu Zhu.
– Few seconds? – grinned Mo Fan.
– Others also seem to be crazy, but we are all right. I thought that we would be torn to pieces by this evil, and the corpse mountain would bury us alive. But then I noticed that there was a black hole in the cadaver, and when the corpses attacked us, we immediately jumped into this hole, and then we found ourselves here. – Liu Zhu happily told Mo Fang.
Mo Fan looked around.
He knew for sure that this dwelling was a space piled on top of each other, similar to the circles of hell. The first circle is flying devils like clouds.
But after the space with devils, there is one more place (one more circle of hell).
This place is very big, so big that, having got here, it seems that it has fallen into another world.
Mo Fan, looking around for the first time, was confused. But after a thorough thought, he realized that it was a bit like the draft world he entered at the initial level.
Of course, this world was not as big as a draft world. But the gray land was like a mountain with a truncated summit. And as far as the eye could see there was a dark sky.
– There is a white palace. Perhaps this is the imperial tomb we were looking for. – Liu Zhu said, pointing to something in the distance.
Mo Fan immediately went to look, the white palace caught his attention. It was laid out of white stone and sparkled in the whole neighborhood.
The imperial tomb was supposed to look very noble and clean. But this strange white color did not betray the shade of death to the tomb.
– Where is it? Said Zhang Xiao Hou’s voice.
Mo Fan could not tear himself away from the cold white tomb, without even noticing how Zhang Xiao Hou came to his senses from a nightmare. By his bewildered mind, one could understand that he had experienced the same agonizing rebirths as Mo Fan.
In fact, if the memory of those agonizing rebirths, of that intercourse with the spirits had not been erased, the guys would turn into schizophrenics!
“This old emperor was well aware of the spatial levels, we have already passed three of them. At first it seemed to us that the territory of these places is very small, in fact, the spaces were gigantic. The compaction of spaces created by him allows to create a new space, a new world. This emperor was truly outstanding! – Mo Fan and was glad that he remained alive, and he grieved through the magic of all these spaces created by the emperor.
In front of such a tomb, the power of magic, which is used 2,000 years later, fades!
This time, Zhang Xiao Hou also saw the white imperial tomb and unwittingly exhaled: The tomb of the emperor! Under this abode of evil spirits and the truth is the tomb of the old emperor! Today you will be resurrected because you leave your tomb!Translations by AxomiaHoiMoi Tranlations.
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