I was Born in Hell

There is a world within the sanctuary gates.

There is another world outside the sanctuary gate.

Gu Fan's eyes moved slightly, he raised his foot and stepped towards the sanctuary door. The moment he stepped into the hall, he felt the tide surrounding him.

They do not belong to supernatural powers, do not belong to a certain kind of energy, and it is not even certain whether they exist, but just like everyone's quirks and little habits, they are hidden in the most undetectable corners and are pervasive.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

Gu Fan's shoes stepped on the dark and simple stone slabs, and the sound they made rippled in the corridor.

The corridor behind the sanctuary door is empty, with no guards at all. There are only stone pillars and weird totems on the walls. In the empty environment, every visitor will focus on the weird decorations.

Subtly...

Just like those psychological experts and hypnosis masters, they will guide people's consciousness step by step through language and images, and finally achieve psychological suggestion or other purposes.

Gu Fan could see that the surrounding decorations, the carvings on the stone pillars, and the weird murals all had this "psychological suggestion"-like hypnosis attached to them, which gradually made people's minds looser.

After continuing to advance for hundreds of meters, the sanctuary was empty, as if it was just a tourist attraction with no defense forces set up for people to visit at will.

A fork in the road appeared.

There are two identical forks in the corridor in the sanctuary. There are no signs. You can freely choose which passage to enter.

This is... a maze? ?

What a surprise.

There is a maze at the end of the corridor behind the sanctuary door.

A fork in the road is connected to another fork in the road, forming a giant maze. Each entrance and exit are the same. Whether it is a mural or a sculpture, they are almost the same.

Gu Fan and Wu No. 07 stepped into a passage.

As we continue to move forward, the tide of the field becomes more intense, and the patterns depicted in the surrounding murals become more exaggerated.

Weird.

Evil.

There are often bloody scenes with philosophical implications.

These pictures will make people think inexplicably.

Subconsciously, I want to understand what they are and what they mean, but once I start thinking about them, I fall into a trap.

The trap of thinking.

You will sink deeper and deeper into these dark murals.

"Lord Death, I'm going to find a way out."

07 When fog exerts its ability, puffs of smoke and dust sweep through the passages, and the maze extending in all directions is covered by mist. This method is the best way to find the way out of the maze.

But... Fog No. 07 failed to find a real exit.

After a while, she returned to Gu Fan, half-kneeling on the ground: "Lord Death, it seems that the road has no exit, and it is all blocked."

Sealed?

All maze paths are dead ends.

"No."

Gu Fan shook his head: "It's not that you were blocked, but that your thinking was affected and you deliberately avoided the right path."

He touched his palms on the murals, his eyes flashed with sharpness, and continued: "It gradually leads people to go deeper, but if the mind is not completely contaminated, it will not find the correct passage."

"Only by following the logical order set by thinking can we find the one we need among the countless passages in the maze."

Logical order! !

If the thinking is not completely contaminated, the logical sequence of normal people can only find countless dead ends, none of which is correct.

Because this huge maze is full of psychological suggestions and inexplicable power, and only when you are truly confused and mentally polluted will the passage gradually emerge.

Now, there are two ways to find the exit.

First, force it open! !

Using brute force to directly smash through the walls of the maze is simple and violent, but a bit stupid.

Second, imitate that way of thinking.

Understand those murals and sculptures, interpret them, worship them, enchant yourself, and then find the right path.

Of course, neither of these two paths... Gu Fan chose.

Wisps of murderous intent spread out from his fingers, breaking through the tide of surrounding consciousness. Feeling the intensity of the fluctuations in mental power, he soon got the answer.

"The power of the mind gradually increases in that direction."

"It's similar to the power of a divine messenger, or it can be called faith."

Gu Fan retracted his palm, and he sensed that the power in a certain direction had become stronger. The consciousness he was thinking about in his heart was very strong, and it had even reached the level that it could remain in the air.

Continuing to walk in that direction, the two of them soon entered a deeper maze.

A human appears.

It was a human being lying on the wall, interpreting the dark history on the mural.

He was deeply fascinated by this, with admiration written all over his face, and a sense of "sudden enlightenment", as if he had understood something.

No. 07 Wu glanced at Gu Fan, and with his authorization, stepped forward and shook the man's shoulder.

no response.

His dry arms drooped and swayed, but the expression on his face did not change at all, and he did not notice anyone patting his shoulder.

No. 07 Wu stretched out two fingers again and opened the man's eyelids, causing more light to shine into the pupils, but he was unaware of this.

"The eye was intact, but the pupil showed no reaction to light."

Gu Fan asked Wu to stop and concluded: "His perception has been lost. He is unable to detect everything in the outside world and has almost become a vegetative state."

Vegetative state.

The man who was smiling stupidly was completely lost in the weird content of the mural.

This is not only a maze with dead ends everywhere, it is also a maze of human thinking. The whole body and mind will be dominated by the power in the dark.

keep going.

Soon, several more "vegetative people" appeared in front of them.

They were either hugging stone pillars, lying on the wall, or squatting in a corner thinking... But they all had one obvious characteristic in common, that is, their eyes were cloudy and unclear, as if they had lost their souls.

"The consciousness is no longer here."

"We should be almost there."

Gu Fan glanced at these people again, and anyone could tell from their expressions that even though they had "lost their souls" and become a vegetative state, their overly distorted and exaggerated faces were filled with the word happiness! !

Twisted happiness.

arrive! !

The exit of the maze is unremarkable, connecting to a hall with a diameter of more than a kilometer.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Fan and the two saw an extremely shocking scene. Tens of thousands of humans were sitting on the ground, facing a huge statue with lowered eyes.

And what is engraved on that statue is none other than China's most mythical totem.

dragon! !

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