Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

The students who used to be lifeless, with dull eyes and always looked sleepy, now occasionally play around, make jokes and relax.

The roaring teacher makes people believe in science and not be suspicious all the time.

"Although the school is built in a cemetery mall, the students' righteousness is enough to resist the harm of all demons and monsters."

"Believe in science. There are no ghosts in the world."

“Even if there are ghosts, people are 30% afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are 70% afraid of people.”

"I'm not afraid of a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge, so why should I be afraid of a ghost that doesn't exist?"

On the podium, the teacher was spitting everywhere.

Below, the students were making faces at each other. You said your thing and I didn't refute you.

Because no one believes it.

Ding Yi, like a class teacher, stuck half of his head out of the window and watched his students' every move.

After class, she found a seat in the cafeteria and sat down. Judging from the dust on the table and the wear and tear of the stool, no one sat there.

In my ears, I listened to the gossip among the students.

"Well, I didn't have a dream last night, and I didn't dream about them pestering me and asking me to help them. It's a good thing."

"Now that you mention it, I have the right to speak. In the dream, those fires seemed to have disappeared for a long time."

A wretched skinny man squeezed in and sat down next to Ding Yi.

"That's fine, but I still want to see the little sister. Poor little sister, she was so young, but was forced to be buried alive by her relatives. She didn't even have a chance to resist."

"If you ask me, her fiancé deserves to die. It's disgusting. He is a homosexual and wants the young lady to go down and accompany him at the same time."

Someone else punched him and said, "What's the pity? I really don't want to see a few pairs of shoes appear in front of my eyes as soon as I close my eyes. It's so scary. I can't sleep well every day. The teacher always emphasizes believing in science. I don't believe he hasn't dreamed about it."

Another student put his hands together and said, "Please bless me, Bodhisattva. I have been complaining to the Three Pure Ones and the Buddha every day, hoping that a master will come and take them all in. I think he has taken them in now, right?"

"I don't know. Last time, those guys who were fighting every day were still saying that if they closed their eyes, blood and flesh would fly everywhere, and they were afraid to sleep."

Ding Yi thought to himself, they won’t do that anymore.

"I wonder how the others are doing?"

In an instant, Ding Yi seemed to suddenly understand the meaning of her coming to this world. She was the elusive master they talked about, the capable person they had prayed for with great difficulty.

It still hides during the day and comes out at night.

Familiar cemetery, frightened fireflies.

Passing through it, Ding Yi came to another world.

The streets were bustling with people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder, all heading to the same place.

The gongs and drums are beating and the floats are moving.

What a joyous and lively scene.

Ding Yi followed the crowd and came to the city center.

There, flowers are in full bloom and fire is scorching.

As people were celebrating, at the most lively moment, the earth shook and the earth dragons turned over.

The earth opened its huge mouth like an abyss and swallowed everything.

Ancient city, buildings, people.

In an instant, everything disappeared.

There were wailing and crying sounds coming from underground, but as the mouth of the abyss closed, they could no longer be heard.

On the empty land, it seemed as if nothing had ever happened and there was no trace of human existence.

Later generations dug deep into the ground, but could not explain why everything disappeared in one day.

In the dark underground, there were people crowded together, broken walls, and severed limbs and bodies.

Proof of this city and the traces of the people here.

They cry out every night, hoping to see the light of day again.

As history rolls forward, wave after wave of people come here to live and reproduce, and building after building is built here and then destroyed.

No one remembers them.

It has become an unsolved case left over from history.

They wailed under the confined rock formation: "Get out! Get out! To see the light of day again..."

Crying blood.

Those who heard it cried.

At nightfall, these sounds will come out from underground, lingering in the ears and keeping people awake.

Ding Yi understood the dead air that all the students in the school exuded at the beginning.

High school study is already heavy, and as soon as you close your eyes at night, you will fall into an endless nightmare. Who can bear it?

If this continues, it will become a vicious cycle.

The scholar's yang energy should be used to resist the yin energy coming from the ground.

Unexpectedly, it made a group of sunny and bright teenagers become gloomy.

Increasing underground output will have the exact opposite consequences.

What appear in their dreams now are harmless souls, and no one can predict whether evil ghosts will appear in the future.

Those souls are the people who once stayed on this land in the torrent of history.

Ding Yi is not a human being. She is the thought of thousands of students who want to have a good night's sleep, and this thought calls her here.

Sitting cross-legged as usual, Ding Yi communicated with the ground with his spiritual consciousness, and circulated the meaning of reincarnation.

According to rumors, to practice the way of reincarnation, it is best to go to the place of reincarnation, which is the legendary underworld.

Unfortunately, Ding Yi has never seen the real underworld.

She could only figure it out on her own based on the key points of the strategy that Yaoyao passed on to her and the fragments of the rules of the avenue.

Once you start practicing, you will forget the passage of time.

The wailing sounds from underground gradually calmed down as time passed.

To understand reincarnation, one needs to understand life and death.

Ding Yi regarded himself as one of the original group and walked out of the house with joy during the lively festival.

After years of hard work, give yourself a day off.

Everything happened so suddenly. There was no time to explain or shout. The earth shook and huge cracks appeared. The next moment, everyone, including the buildings on the ground, fell into the bottomless abyss.

The sight disappeared at that moment.

Squeezing, in the bottomless and dark place, the touch is extremely sensitive.

They were squeezed into meat paste alive, one after another, underground.

It was like falling into the stone mill hell of the eighteen levels of hell, and all the perceptions were so clear.

It has been underground for thousands of years without seeing the sun.

The great terror before death tormented them day by day for many years without stopping.

I wanted to be free, but I couldn't break free from the thick layer of mud above my head.

Ding Yi's face turned pale and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. He suddenly opened his eyes, crawled on the ground, and gasped heavily.

It still doesn't work. She can't bear the consequences of so many people at once.

When he was reflecting, Ding Yi seemed to become one of them, trying desperately to save himself and others.

As soon as the thought came to her mind, she suddenly felt a great terror coming. As long as she dared to take action, the real stone mill hell would descend upon her, making her experience the pain of having her body ground into meat sauce and then being ground again after being reshaped into a human body.

Ding Yi withdrew decisively.

At this moment, around her was a mountain of bone powder.

Due to the uncanny workmanship of nature, the original people no longer exist, and even the last evidence of their existence has turned into powder and disappeared into heaven and earth.

A breeze blew, and the bone powder flew and was blown away by the wind.

Seeing the light of day again, the obsession disappears.