Hades sequence

Chapter 237: Thousands of miles away, ghosts watching a show

"I wonder if I can take the scroll out."

Jiang Jiuguo was walking in the corridor holding the scroll. The wooden pillars and beams on both sides exuded the unique fragrance of wood products.

If you hadn't known that there were ghosts here, it would have been a good place to take photos and send them to friends.

"I don't know which dynasty the building has a mortise and tenon structure." Jiang Jiuguo slowed down as much as possible under the guidance.

It is said that in ancient times, the ancients, with the wisdom of generations, invented the mortise and tenon structure that has been passed down through the ages. Building a house does not require a single iron or nail, and it is possible to build a building that will last for thousands of years.

Jiang Jiuguo walked into the pavilion and observed it all the time.

Not a single nail can be found in the entire pavilion, and I don't know what age it was built.

Archaeologists all know that the architectural style of each dynasty is different and has distinctive characteristics. They can judge the dynasty from which the buildings came.

Jiang Jiuguo didn't major in history or archeology. What he could do was carefully write down the architectural structure, and after he woke up from the dream, he would describe it and find someone to understand it.

Lanterns hung high on the pillars of the corridor, illuminating the corridor and the road ahead.

But it only illuminates.

The firelight in the cage was as blue as a ghost, making Jiang Jiuguo's shadow grow taller, like a slender ghost shadow following behind him.

Jiang Jiuguo walked out of the corridor in such an atmosphere of beauty and mystery.

"This is."

The front is extremely spacious, and the venue is built in a zigzag shape. Rows of wooden seats are neatly arranged in the middle, and on both sides, some seats are equipped with tables and chairs with fresh fruits and melons placed on them, which is more luxurious than other seats.

The second floor, which is shaped like a glyph, is also lined up with tables and chairs. Sitting on the second floor, the view can easily cover the entire first floor.

Look to the front again.

The stage is full of solemnity and stands tall. It is made of solid unknown wood and covered with bright red carpet. It is solemn and majestic. I don’t know what level the theater personnel have to reach to get on this stage.

at the same time.

The call for guidance disappeared, replaced by laughter, echoing in my ears.

This feels very inconsistent.

It was extremely quiet one second, and it was noisy and noisy the next. Jiang Jiuguo instinctively looked around along with the laughter and laughter. For just a blink of an eye, he saw that the stage was empty before——

Seats are full.

Yes, the seats were packed, and every seat was occupied by various people. Their backs were straighter than straight, until they were unreal, as if they were not people, but sculptures.

Their backs were to Jiang Jiuguo, and they could vaguely see that everyone had their hands on their knees, sitting in a standard upright posture.

face this scene.

Jiang Jiuguo was frightened, but also felt familiar...

He had seen this sitting posture before. On the ghost bus, the 'ghost passengers' on the second floor sat like this.

such a situation.

This gave Jiang Jiuguo a strange thought... Could it be that the 'ghost passengers' on the ghost bus were sent here, or was this actually the terminal of the ghost bus?
Jiang Jiuguo's eyes flickered. Yin Xingchang once told him that the terminal of the ghost bus was at Guimen Pass.

Once you reach the terminal, there is almost no chance of death.

When the ghost bus was pulled back to the Gate of Hell, after seeing the scene inside the Gate of Hell, he suspected that the dream of the female ghost in white cloth might be the Gate of Hell.

Now it seems there is a possibility.

A group of ghosts rode a ghost bus and came to the pavilion to watch a show.

The speculation was so weird that others would find it unbelievable if he told it. But after Jiang Jiuduo came into contact with dreams many times, he felt certain about it and couldn't get rid of it.

"Are they really a group of ghosts riding a ghost bus to watch a show?" Jiang Jiuguo subconsciously stepped back and looked at the people present.

Although the 'people' sitting here are the same as the 'ghost passengers' on the bus, the difference is that most of the 'people' sitting here look normal.These 'people' were wearing unknown ancient costumes. Judging from their skin color and clothing, these 'people' were not much different from normal people.

But not everyone is normal.

The scene in front of him was very much like the dream scene described by Jiang Yan, and Jiang Jiuguo couldn't help but look towards the first row of seats.

The pupils contracted suddenly.

Exactly like the scene described by Jiang Yan, the figures sitting in the first row were not humans at all, but ghosts.

They sat peacefully with these 'people', maintaining the same sitting posture, but their backs were covered with human hair, some were rotten, some were covered in bruises and bruises, and some simply had no heads.

Jiang Jiuguo looked at each ghost sitting in the first row, scanning them one by one, and found that the first row was not full, and the first seat on the left was empty.

Sudden……

His eyes were attracted by Yigui's back, which was the fourth seat from left to right in the first row.

There is a ghost on it, with long hair scattered and wet all over, as if it had just come out of the water. Compared with other ghosts, its figure has an illusion.

at this time.

Jiang Jiuguo looked straight at the ghost in the fourth seat, or more specifically at its clothes. It was wearing clothes soaked in water, and one of its sleeves was missing.

Look at the gap in the sleeve.

The sleeves seemed to have been torn artificially.

"It's the invisible ghost!" Jiang Jiuguo recognized the other party.

This ghost is not the 'ghost passenger' on the second floor of the bus. He obtained a strange ghost object 'rouge box' from his body, as well as a yellowed piece of paper with illegible words.

After recognizing the 'ghost passenger', Jiang Jiuguo was frightened for a while.

You must know that this is the dreamland of the white cloth ghost. Why does a "ghost passenger" appear who has nothing to do with the white cloth ghost? Moreover, the "ghost passenger" is still the same as after being "robbed" by him.

"Is the dream of the white cloth ghost already connected to my memory, so the ghost passenger was recreated from my memory?"

Jiang Jiuguo stared at the 'ghost passenger' with his ghost eyes:
"As I guessed before, dreams are not dreams, they actually exist."

When the second possibility came to mind, Jiang Jiuguo didn't dare to think about it because it was too terrifying and could no longer be described as unbelievable.

If the dream were real.

Doesn't it mean that he is now in the gate of hell?

The sudden sound of applause interrupted Jiang Jiuguo's startling thoughts, and he subconsciously looked in front of him.

I saw all the 'people' hands leaving their knees at some point, raising them together, and clapping in unison, with surprisingly consistent movements.

Only the ghosts in the first row did not applaud.

But these are not important anymore.

At this moment, Jiang Jiuguo's scalp was numb. He found that his body was moving unconsciously and was out of his control. He was walking forward step by step towards the 'full of guests' auditorium.

Passing through the packed seats.

Finally, he walked to the first row, walked to the only empty seat in the first row, and then sat on it uncontrollably, with his body upright and his hands on his knees.

this moment.

Jiang Jiuguo was horrified. The entire stage auditorium was full of people, except for an empty seat in the first row where the ghost sat, and now he sat on it uncontrollably.

Could this be a coincidence?

It seems more likely that an empty seat will be reserved for him early.

……

(End of this chapter)