Section 572

Listen, is this what a human being says?

Zhou Yuxin thought that he could make Chai Peiyu feel better by talking, but looking at her like this, it is probably not possible.

Hey, carry it away!

Zhou Yuxin looked at the stone slab and scratched his head, "Why is it not over yet? Why? Are there any other mistakes I have made that I have forgotten?"

"I really can't remember."

Zhou Yuxin racked his brains to reflect on his sins, but he even wrote that there was no water in the toilet and he didn't flush the toilet. What else? You can't say that stepping on flowers and plants to death also counts, right?

Then he really can't remember everything.

He raised his eyes and looked at the time. There was still so much time, he couldn't bear it.

This doesn't mean that you can just not write anything.

Because, as long as you don't write, the huge statue on the wall like a Vajra with eyes down will approach, and only by writing all the time can you stop the other party from moving forward!

And he didn't know what would happen if he was approached, but he felt fear in his bones.

Also, the reminder at the beginning said that after writing down all the sins, you can pass the level.

"It must be a big pit, maybe it's impossible to pass the level at all!"

Zhou Yuxin put down his hands, which were numb and his fingers were white, which was a sign of lack of blood. He shook his hands, "I don't know how Brother Jiang is now. If I can meet Brother Jiang, maybe I can know what Brother Jiang's idea is."

"God, if you can let me watch the live broadcast, it will be great!"

He wanted to copy the homework to prolong his life!

Chapter 502 The sixth floor, ask the heart

Wujian Pagoda, the sixth floor.

Ask the heart.

Xiaorou was still thinking there, why did Jiang Yuan take in that ugly weirdo.

Is it because he came here, why not take it?

She still understood Jiang Yuan's "take it" spirit.

Thinking so messily, she didn't pay much attention to the name of this floor.

Jiang Yuan sneezed inexplicably, "Who is talking about me?"

When he saw the name of this level, he felt somewhat confused. The names of the previous levels were all hell-like in odd numbers, and heaven-like in even numbers. But when he reached the sixth level, he found that he couldn't tell whether the name of this level belonged to hell or heaven.

"Conscience" is just a neutral word.

Jiang Yuan couldn't figure it out, "What does this level mean? Can I only pass this level if I have a clear conscience?"

"Why did such a free-point question suddenly appear in even numbers?"

In Jiang Yuan's opinion, this was just like giving it to him for free. After all, in his opinion, his life was a clear conscience.

He was confident enough that he was a good person.

In this way, it was hard for him not to suspect that this pagoda was giving "good people" a break.

[Why did Brother Jiang laugh out loud? ]

[Look how happy Brother Jiang is laughing]

[If it were me, wouldn't it be easy to pass the level? After all, I am a good person! ]

[Let's say, if I am greedy and lazy, but I have a clear conscience, can I pass? ]

[Even numbers before were all about realizing dreams. This time, it shouldn't be about reflecting on myself. Maybe it's about asking what I want in my heart]

[That makes sense. Even numbers seem to be tempting pie in the sky]

[We can only know if Brother Jiang explores it first]

[Maybe this floor is not so regular? ]

Based on previous experience, even numbers are always full of temptation.

Jiang Yuan sorted out his mood and walked into the sixth floor.

He had wasted too much time in the swamp hell just now. Now, there were only more than 4 hours left.

And he still had four floors.

There was not much time left.

Xiaorou's voice sounded lightly, "Jiang Yuan, be careful."

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised. When he turned around, he found that the warden and Xiaorou were gone.

He was the only one left here.

It was a road, a cement road. There was no end in sight. There was only a wall behind him, blocking the way back.

Well, it was another single-person floor, and this time, he couldn't even bring the ghost employee with him, and he seemed to have lost contact with the system.

This is very strange.

"System, are you still there? If you are, just give me a call."

No one answered.

Jiang Yuan frowned, and took out his mobile phone to check his live broadcast screen, but there was nothing.

At the same time,

the screen in the live broadcast room shook for a moment,

[The live broadcast object is lost, the unmanned live broadcast device will randomly track the nearest living person's perspective, searching, searching completed... Tracking perspective, Zhou Yuxin, tracking successful]

Then, in the surprised eyes of the audience, the dark screen restored the sound and picture, but it was a completely different place.

Moreover, the people also became Zhou Yuxin and Chai Peiyu.

[What's going on? ]

[Damn, is this a supernatural phenomenon? Where is Brother Jiang? Just evaporated from the face of the earth? ]

[Brother Jiang said before that his live broadcast equipment was very advanced, but this is too weird]

[Is there a bug in the stupid live broadcast equipment]

[In my opinion, there must be some unnatural energy interfering with the live broadcast equipment]

[Brother Jiang will not be in trouble? 】

【It shouldn't happen. Even-numbered floors are relatively safe! 】

After a brief moment of shock, the audience gradually calmed down and began to observe the live broadcast in front of them.

In the empty temple, on the black wall, there is a very majestic stone statue, hidden in the dark light, revealing a huge outline, as if humans are just small ants in front of the statue. Just through the live broadcast, I can already feel a very strong sense of oppression!

At the same time, there is a sense of powerlessness emerging from the bottom of my heart!

It makes people think that even if there is such a great fear across the Internet, if you are really in it, is it even more terrible?

The two people in the live broadcast are in a worse situation than each other. They are like prisoners waiting to be beheaded on the execution ground, with despair, pain, and confusion on their faces.

Especially Chai Peiyu, who is already dying, and it is unknown whether he is dead or alive.

[What happened to these two people? Why are they all covered in blood? ]

[Family members, look at the words on the ground, is this the seventh level of death judgment? 】

【The words on the stone tablets in front of the two of them are written in blood】

【Fuck, it's really a confession of guilt】

【Too scary, can you be judged for not flushing the toilet? Then I often urinate and defecate anywhere...】

【Oh my God, is the administrator of this floor mentally ill? Is he deliberately trying to kill others?】

【If it were me, I would not be able to finish writing even if I bled dry】

【What this beautiful woman wrote is a bit scary】

The audience also understood what this floor was for through the word "judgment" and the situations and actions of the two people.

The odd hell here,

Judgment Hell!

Although most people are very kind, kind people have accidentally stepped on ants to death, so if they really have to be judged like this, there is no way to survive.

Zhou Yuxin could no longer write a single word.

In the ten minutes when he stopped, the statue came closer.

Looking up from his perspective, he could actually see the twisted smile on the statue's face from the gloomy darkness.

Clearly, before, he had a dignified and angry face,

When did he smile so evilly?

"Hey, Chai Peiyu, don't faint, think about it again!"