Chapter 1

Black whirlpool

Cong Xiaofei fought again. This time, he was beaten by himself. He was really depressed. The main reason was that there were three people on the other side, five big and three rough. They were all the best in the school.

It's hard to catch up with the school flower. Cong Xiaofei didn't admit his advice when the other party raped him, so he played badly. Thanks to more exercise, otherwise he really couldn't bear it. He limped back to the classroom from the playground, and the bell just rang.

Dongyang No.1 middle school is the best high school in the city. Relatives and friends praise the child for being smart. He doesn't study on weekdays, and his grades are enviable. In fact, in Cong Xiaofei's eyes, learning is to increase his skills, which is the same as skill points in the game. He enjoys this achievement very much. Although the process is boring, it's worth it.

Today's sunset is very beautiful. At this time in the past, Cong Xiaofei could not help reciting some poems. Today, he made an appointment with some friends to meet after school, so he had to find face. Otherwise, he could not afford to look up in front of the school flowers.

Dongyang City is a tourist city, but in recent years, it has gradually declined

With the decline of scenic spots and fewer tourists, scenic spots have changed from charging to free. A boy in a white shirt and navy blue jeans stood in front of the sacrificial hall, frowning.

The boy's hair is not long, his eyes are bright, he is one meter seven eight, his skin is a little black, and he is still handsome. The bandage on his right cheek is very conspicuous. He is carrying a beer filled in a plastic bag in his hand. He is Cong Xiaofei in a hurry.

The sacrificial hall is one of the first scenic spots to decline. It is overgrown with weeds. It is the stronghold of several friends on weekdays. Today, excavators and bulldozers are working together. It seems that it has become a construction site.

"The renovation of the sacrificial hall?" Cong Xiaofei, with Dogtail grass in his mouth, looked at the construction board and spat, "it's his grandmother's, it's not coming for a few days, it's someone else's territory! It's estimated that in the future, we'll need tickets for the renovation project. "

He said, taking out his mobile phone, there is a wechat.

"Xiao Fei, I have something to do with my brothers. I'll come back later. You'll have your beer ready."

Cong Xiaofei sighed and didn't reply. Although the sacrificial hall was surrounded

But this area is not small, and the transformation is also one by one. Bypassing the fortification fence, he came to a place in the north of the sacrificial hall, where the stone pavilion has been surrounded by withered grass. A few years ago, he came here, very quiet.

A brown bird hopped on the broken stone wall and chirped twice.

"Why don't you?" Cong Xiaofei asked with a smile.

I don't know when it happened. Cong Xiaofei seems to be able to understand the language of birds, animals, fish and insects. That's not entirely right. He can only know each other's emotions from each other's calls. Therefore, whenever he encounters this kind of creature, at least he can accurately choose some words such as "happy", "excited", "sad" and "angry".

For example, the bird just now seems to be very angry about the renovation project here.

The air was dry and rustling at his feet. Cong Xiaofei ignored the bird and thought about how to deal with the "enemies". After a few steps, he found that it was wrong.

It was a fine sunny day, but suddenly it was dark.

The sacrificial hall was originally in the suburb, and it was on the top of the sacrificial hall. It was at the bottom of the hill. It was sparsely populated, so it was hard to avoid some hair in my heart.

Looking up at the sky, the sun disappeared, and there was the roar of construction machines near my ears. "The big and small guys, who are full of blood, are they still afraid of ghosts in the daytime?"

Cong Xiaofei said to himself, which was to embolden himself. When he entered the stone pavilion, it was completely dark! This dark, Cong Xiaofei heart a shiver, a kind of special premonition suddenly hit, no, this daytime, even if it is dark clouds, it can not be so dark!

At this time, looking at the sky, the light of Microsoft formed a circle. Cong Xiaofei suddenly realized that he patted his thigh, "yes, there is a total solar eclipse today!"

Total solar eclipses are rare, and the best place to watch this time is around Dongyang City. Since it is a natural phenomenon, Cong Xiaofei is naturally not so nervous. Looking at it, he feels his eyes tingle. According to the truth, now that the moon has completely blocked the light of the sun, it should not be like this.

Thinking, the sky suddenly a thunder, Cong Xiaofei thought wrong, since you can see the total solar eclipse, how can there be thunderstorm weather, important

My feet are soft, like stepping on cotton. When I look down, my feet are like ripples, layers of black ripples, and my feet are deep in them!

His grandmother's!

What's going on!

No matter Cong xiaofeitian's courage, how can he not be flustered at the moment? The big sweat oozes from his forehead.

He was familiar with the situation in his heart, so he should not panic, but his brain was blank, and he could only watch himself sink bit by bit.

"Er ha, when will you come? Please help me..."

At this time, Cong Xiaofei already had a crying cavity, and his body instinctively twisted. The vortex was like a mud swamp, and the more he forced, the faster he sank.

Death is so close to you for the first time.

The important thing is that Despair makes Cong Xiaofei even more helpless. When he sees the black whirlpool flowing in his chest, he faints.

I don't know how long it's been. Some people think it's a long time, but maybe it's just a moment.

When Cong Xiaofei's body was completely immersed, the whirlpool quickly closed. After a moment, it seemed that nothing had happened here, and the total solar eclipse was over.

…

There is the wind whistling in my ears. It's cold and bleak.

At least Cong Xiaofei thinks so. At this time, he closed his eyes and thought of some bleak verses. This kind of "cold" focuses on loneliness. Although his mind is not clear, he has already felt his loneliness.

Where am I?

Is it a dream, or the legend of the underworld?

When he opened his eyes, Cong Xiaofei was silly.

Around bleak, just like an empty city, not too wide street, two stores have already closed, the sky has no moon, but there is a faint white light to let oneself know things.

This is an ancient city. The cold wind rushes from the neck to the back. Before, he was wet through, but now he shivers with cold. Cong Xiaofei wants to talk and finally opens his mouth. "The underworld, this is the legendary underworld,

I don't know where Mengpo is. I don't know where Naihe bridge is. "

The body adapts and the brain turns.

Cong Xiaofei felt his body temperature and the heat he exhaled. If this was not a dream, he did not die. Is it through, such a bloody plot will also happen in themselves? Or is it the disorder of space? Or, it's just a dream.

With the wind abating and the fog rising, this strange "city" becomes more and more blurred. Cong Xiaofei sees that the flag with seal script is broken. If it is not the underworld, it should be deserted for a long time.

Cong Xiaofei is not superstitious, but he also believes in the power of the dark. The existence of human beings is a miracle. There is no end to the edge of the universe. Now he doesn't understand, but human beings are not advanced enough.

While comforting himself, he tried to move his body. He said that he had been standing here since he suddenly woke up. Cong Xiaofei tried to move his fingers and step forward, but he heard a noise.

At the same time, hazy, a group of light appeared in front, flickering.