It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"Now, you have to pass the test before you can move forward." As they spoke, their voices echoed on the bridge, bringing an irresistible sense of oppression.

The wind whistled past, and ghost lights flickered faintly on both sides, making the faces of those people look pale.

Bai Xian and Ye Yin glanced at each person one by one, and then they both went to the side.

Because the change happened in an instant, for a moment no one knew who was standing on the left or right.

"Go ahead, your first choice."

The voices of the two Shuras sounded at the same time.

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly came from the air. Everyone looked up and saw countless bone whistles appearing from the void, hovering above the two bridges.

"These bone whistles are the keys to the six realms of reincarnation." said Shura, who was standing on the left.

"Only with them will you be qualified to take part in the test." Shura, who was standing on the right, added with a hint of coldness in his tone.

Someone asked cautiously, "What will happen if we don't take these bone whistles?"

Hearing this question, the Shuras on both sides looked at each other, and then burst into a chilling laugh together.

"If you don't want to take it, then do the same as them."

They answered in unison.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes caught a glimpse of the undried bloodstains on the ground. The bloodstains on the ground were glaringly red, silently telling the fate of those who did not follow the rules.

The faces of the people around them suddenly turned pale, and all their hesitation disappeared.

They each chose a path, and then reached out and picked up the bone whistle floating in the air.

Some people chose the right side and walked into the fog, while others walked towards the bridge on the left.

When it was Xiao Huai's turn, Bai Xian and Ye Yin stared at him intently.

He stood at the fork in the road, calmly glanced at the two roads, and finally, he stepped to the right and chose the bridge covered in fog.

Their brows raised slightly, and a hint of regret flashed in their eyes. They seemed to be a little surprised by his choice, but also felt a sense of loss that their expectations of him were not fulfilled.

Then, the eyes of the two Shuras became cold and ruthless again.

When everyone got the bone whistle, the two of them began to announce the rules of the test at the same time.

"This test is called—"Silence"."

As soon as he finished speaking, a biting cold wind blew towards him, passing through the whistle hole of the bone whistle and bringing out the sound.

Someone realized the weight of the bone whistle in his hand and felt something was wrong.

If the test is to prohibit any sound.

So this bone whistle?!

The two Shuras smiled softly: "They will become your keys, and also your curse."

At this point, everyone gradually realized that the bone whistle was like some kind of dangerous signal device that would expose their position.

On this bridge with no escape route, noise is the biggest threat.

The two Shuras continued to smile coldly, "The test is simple. There is only one rule: you must not make any loud noises until you reach the next station."

His tone was soothing and gentle, but his blue eyes were cold as ice.

"But if you make too much noise, don't blame them for being ruthless."

Before he finished speaking, the ground suddenly began to shake, and a low roar seemed to come from underground.

Immediately afterwards, a huge and terrifying three-headed hellhound slowly walked out from behind them.

Its three heads were sniffing restlessly, and sticky saliva was dripping from its mouth. Every time a drop fell, white smoke would immediately rise from the ground.

All six eyes were white and seemed blind, but their ears were as big and sensitive as bats, trembling slightly as if they were catching all the sounds around them.

It turned out to be the legendary three-headed dog of hell...

The pedestrians looked at each other, their faces filled with fear and anxiety.

"So, if you want to survive," they said, shushing, "remember to keep quiet."

This sentence is like the final judgment, weighing on everyone's heart.

"let's start."

As soon as the words fell, the three-headed dog began to growl as if it had received an order and jumped into the middle of the crowd.

Everyone was scared to death and had to move forward quickly.

No one dared to run for fear of making any noise.

Everyone took their steps cautiously, and the slightest sound of their shoes rubbing against the bridge surface made them feel like they were facing a great enemy.

Suddenly, the sharp sound of a bone whistle came from my ears.

The sharp bone whistle almost tore everyone's nerves apart, piercing directly into the brain like a sharp blade.

Everyone stopped as if by reflex.

"It's not me! I didn't make that sound!" A young man fell back to the ground with a pale face, waving his hands in panic, trying to explain to others.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair, his voice was trembling, and he was almost on the verge of collapse.

However, not far from him, a man suddenly made a shocking move.

He sneered, reached out and snatched the bone whistle from the person next to him, and then blew it suddenly. The sharp and piercing whistle instantly resounded throughout the entire bridge.

Once the bone whistle starts making a sound, it will not stop for a short time.

"You--" The face of the person whose whistle was taken away suddenly changed, anger and fear intertwined, but the shrill sound of the bone whistle could not be stopped at all. The loud sound echoed in the air, attracting the attention of the three-headed dog of hell every second.

The three-headed dog's ears stood up high, and it slowly turned towards the source of the sound like a hunting beast.

Keep moving closer to the direction of the sound.

The person who blew the bone whistle coldly returned it to its original owner, then quickly retreated and distanced himself from the others.

His actions made his intention clear: to use other people's voices to attract the three-headed dog and buy himself a chance to survive.

The people around watched this scene, and the expressions on their faces gradually changed from shock to complexity.

Some showed anger, while others lowered their heads silently with wandering eyes.

Because they suddenly understood a cruel fact.

If you want to survive this hellish ordeal, perhaps this method can help.

Screams followed, mixed with the sounds of breaking bones and tearing flesh.

A life disappears in the blink of an eye.

This cruel scene made the others tremble all over, but no one dared to move.

Xiao Huai's eyes fell on the holes of the bone whistles and found that they were engraved with sharp knife marks all around.

If someone tried to block the sentry hole with clothing, the knife marks would immediately cut the cloth and skin apart, and blood would seep out and drip onto the bridge.

Blood also attracts the three-headed dog.

But now the three-headed dog is busy eating people, so it doesn’t matter if it bleeds a little.

But when they finish eating one person, who will be next?

The bloodthirsty instinct has been activated, and one or two people are not enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.

The rules are not spelled out, but there are traps everywhere.

When they chose the bridge, the gears of fate began to turn quietly.

The bridge is shrouded in fog and full of conspiracies.

The cover of fog provides a natural barrier for those with evil intentions, making their actions of seizing the sentry post more unscrupulous.