On the other side, butterflies flew around Zhuang Mengdie. They were complacent and suddenly screamed. Their body broke in two in the middle and fell to the ground.

The butterfly's broken body was so painful that it was struggling and rolling on the ground. Its beautiful wings could no longer flap gracefully. At this moment, they had become radiant and trembling, like the tail of a stray dog ​​wagging and begging.

Poorly a bright and beautiful butterfly, broken into two pieces, is about to die.

The hard-hit Butterfly panted and said, "You bitch, what did you tell Lao Zhou just now?"

Zhuang Mengdie looked at the butterfly inexplicably broken into two, and his mood suddenly improved.

"I begged Lao Zhou to ruin you. Unexpectedly, he really kept his word and did so."

Butterfly exhausted her last bit of strength and laughed, "Stupid bitch, kill me, and you have to die with me."

Zhuang Mengdie was shocked to close his mouth from ear to ear, "You hateful butterfly, you will curse me when you die!"

"It's not cursing you, but you are going to die..."

Halfway through the conversation, the butterfly seemed to choke suddenly, leaving only a long trembling sound that made Zhuang Mengdie tremble all over.

"Butterfly, speak, are you dead?"

However, the butterfly could no longer answer. At first, its body was still trembling, and gradually, even the trembling completely ceased.

The signs of life are gradually disappearing.

Zhuang Mengdie had to accept the fact that this butterfly has died.

At this time, the whole butterfly suddenly became dim in color, and its wings and body gradually shrank, and it shrank into a ball like dead leaves in a fire, making a slight crisp sound.

Then, the whole butterfly turned into a black air and gradually disappeared into the air.

"Gone, just die like this? Butterfly, are you still there?"

Zhuang Mengdie stood there blankly, still unable to believe it was true.

At some point, the surroundings became pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Rao couldn't see anything, but felt the cold air of the yin wind hit her face, which hurt more than a knife.

Where is here again?

Why is it so cold here? Feeling the chill, Zhuang Mengdie unconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly. But still feeling cold, the cold seemed to be drilling down her pores into her body, and finally reached the bone marrow, so cold that her upper teeth fell, one shiver after another.

"Butterfly, are you coming out? Are you playing scene switching again? I don't want to listen to the story. Get out of me right away! Are you sending me here now, are you going to freeze me to death? It's so cold here, I can't stand the cold anymore, come out!"

But there was terrible silence all around, without any sound.

After a while, a light appeared in the distance.

The color of the light is green. Zhuang Mengdie's back is cold when she sees it, and she asks that the lights in countless ghost stories are not green?

The bleak green glowed in the deadly dark night.

The green light fluttered and flickered, like a ghost fire, in the dark environment where you can't see your fingers, it's indescribable.

What made Zhuang Mengdie even more surprised was that the light was directed at herself.

Seeing the ghost-fire thing getting closer and closer to him, Zhuang Mengdie couldn't help feeling his scalp numb.

Zhuang Mengdie wanted to run, but his body was completely dark, and his feet were as sinking as a lead block, unable to move half a point.

I could only watch the ghost-fire-like stuff flickeringly close to me.

As the light approached, a burst of crying followed.

That is clearly the cry of countless resentful spirits.

When the light was close enough, she could see clearly, where was a light, it was clearly a skull.

The green light that Zhuang Mengdie saw was from the hollow eye sockets of the skull.

The skull hung in the air and floated forward, looking from a distance, it was like a green lantern.

Behind this involuntary lantern was a tall soldier-like figure. The soldier was dark and ugly, dressed in black clothes and carrying a thick wooden stick in his hand.

Behind the soldier followed a long line.

"Hurry up! What is the ink? Hurry up. Who is the one who delayed the reincarnation? You lazy bones, if I don't urge, I will keep you two hours away on this road, keep up! Keep up! Keep up! You are at your own risk if you fall behind. But reincarnation will be punished."

Due to the distance between them, Zhuang Mengdie couldn't see the people behind the soldiers, and could only hear the soldiers' impatience roar. What is he saying? reincarnation? Zhuang Mengdie felt a little in his heart.

When the team approached, look again, the green light shone on the faces of countless pale people, and Zhuang Mengdie almost shouted.

These people include men and women, some in suits and leather shoes, some in tattered clothes, some with gray hair, and some suckling babies.

They all cried and followed the team forward.

Who are these people?

Where are they going to be driven by these fierce soldiers?

At this time, two people in the team quarreled.

A dirty beggar stepped on the shoes of a man in a suit and leather shoes.

The man in the suit cursed, "Get out of the way, beggars, stay away from Lao Tzu! You **** stepped on Lao Tzu's shoes. Lao Tzu's shoes were bought for tens of thousands of dollars, and Lao Tzu's money for shoes will be enough for you to earn a lifetime. of."

The beggar laughed, "What's wrong with Lao Tzu stepping on your shoes? Are you capable of biting me?"

"You stinky beggar, get out! I was a director of a listed company during his lifetime, worth five billion yuan, how about you? One is forced to beg for a lifetime, and one is social garbage."

"Well, you are a social elite, worth 5 billion, but what about that? After you die, don't you want to be driven to reincarnation by a ghost like me? After death, everyone is equal. Understand?"

The man in the suit sneered, "Equality? You poor ghosts are clamoring for equality every day. Do you know that the so-called equality can only be obtained when you have enough money in your pocket. The poorer you are, the less Equality, because you don’t have money, you don’t have the qualifications to fantasize about equality! You poor ghosts should put their **** down and work hard every day, understand?"

"What's the use of that? Even if you are rich in the world and the king of a country, you will still be the fertilizer in the loess after you die, and you will not escape a death word."

"Then Lao Tzu has a great life! A great life! How about you? I can only kneel on the ground and give someone a finger for the rest of my life."

"How is the scenery? What about the awesome? You still use it as fertilizer when you die. It's just that you eat and drink well before you are alive, and the fertilizer is more nutritious than me."

Zhuang Mengdie could hear their quarrel clearly. What was the life, ghost, and reincarnation? Could it be that these people are all dead?

How could you meet such a large group of dead people?

What is this place?