Senior, you are at most a ghost who has been a ghost for a few more days than me, so why bother with me so much, anyway, everyone will be together in the future.

The voice "snorted" fiercely, as if he thought his joke was not funny, and said coldly: Who said you were a ghost, who said I was a ghost? None of us are ghosts.

Song Qiuli's mood was not as depressed as he was at the beginning, he pressed the stone with his hand, trying to struggle to stand up, and walked in the direction where the sound came.

But, hell, the bones on his body seemed to be falling apart, and he didn't need any force at all, and the sudden force was like tearing down his bones.

When he fell from above, although he fell into the deep water, the hole was so high, and the recoil of the pool still hurt his body when he just fell.

Just now, he was inexplicably hit by the stone protruding from the shore, so the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't help but moan.

He had to give up the idea of moving around for a while, slowly lay down on the big rock again, looked at the direction from which the voice came, sighed, and said: But, in hell, what else is there besides ghosts?

That voice suddenly turned into a sharp knife, reaching Song Qiuli's ears, and his tone was full of resentment and curses, like a call from hell.

In fact, no matter who stays in such a place for such a period of time, even if you don't even know what it is, it will become like this.

Even Song Qiuli couldn't help but doubt that if he stayed here all the time, maybe one day he would become like this.

Then, the cursed voice gradually subsided again, and the wheezing breath slowly turned into a well-proportioned breath, and said slowly:

This is not hell, you are not a ghost, this cave is called Liangwang Yanshuili, I think you also saw these words engraved on the stone when you were on it just now.

Although Song Qiuli had already understood that the person hiding in the dark and talking to him was definitely not a ghost, and this was definitely not a hell, he did not show the slightest excitement.

What is the difference between such a place and hell, and what is the difference between living in such a place for a long time and being a living ghost?

Therefore, he couldn't help but sigh, and said with emotion: Actually, what the predecessor said is right, it was because I saw the words on the stone clearly, so it fell.

Could it be that my predecessors, like me, also discovered the secret on the stone and fell down, and we are also the same fallen people at the end of the world.

Although I haven't met my predecessors in person, I can guess that my seniors must be the kind of people who are curious about everything, and I guessed correctly.

Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly, and continued: However, there is one thing I still don't understand, why can my predecessors see me, but I can't see anything?

Although the voice was still weird, it was no longer as cold as it had been, and said slowly: Can't you even open your eyes?

Song Qiuli couldn't help but smile bitterly again, thinking that he was really laughing to death, why did he suddenly become nervous after not opening his eyes for a long time.

However, when he put his hand on his eyes and touched them, he found that they were already open, but he still couldn't see anything.

Could it be...... When you fell from it just now, you hurt your eyes, or is it that the water in this pool is poisonous, and it just soaked into your eyes and blinded your eyes?

Song Qiuli was a little flustered at this time.

He stretched his hands forward a few times, and wandered around like a real blind man, and then, hearing only a "plop" sound, he fell into the pool again, and accidentally drank a few more sips of foul-smelling water.

He stopped moving, but floated on his back on the water, muttering, "But, I...... I've opened my eyes, why can't I see?

The voice suddenly sneered, and there was even a hint of mockery in the sneer, and then, there was a sound of the cloth rubbing against the ground, and said coldly:

Hmph, what's so strange about not being able to see with your eyes open? In this world, aren't there many blind people with their eyes open, who don't distinguish between good and evil, who can't distinguish between good and evil, and who are simply confused.

There seemed to be a kind of mockery and self-deprecation in his tone, as if he was laughing at others, as if he was laughing at himself, perhaps, he himself was such a blind man.

Song Qiuli couldn't laugh anymore, and said hurriedly: But, I ...... I can't see anything? Senior, I know that you must have suffered a lot of grievances and hardships in your heart, but can you tell me what kind of place this is? Who are you?

I'm not trying to ask where you're coming from, I just think it's worse than death to be in a world that I can't see clearly.

I guess you had the same thoughts as me when you just fell from above, so I guess you can understand how I'm feeling at the moment.

The voice in the darkness couldn't help but sigh again, and in this sigh, it seemed to contain endless sadness and desolation.

Perhaps, it was precisely because he understood Song Qiuli's situation and feelings at the moment that he said such a bunch of strange things just now.

He probably meant that it would be better not to see, because when you see everything clearly, you will be frightened. Although the man didn't say these words, he believed that Song Qiuli should be able to understand.

Song Qiuli had already floated to the stone where he was lying when he woke up just now—there seemed to be some kind of mysterious power in the pool—no matter where you fell from, it would land from the same place.

He couldn't see, but he could feel that the stone he was leaning on was the one he had just laid.

What's going on here?

Maybe there was only one stone on the edge of the pool, or maybe every stone on the edge of the pool was about the same, so he felt that he was lying on the same stone.

Whatever the facts, he didn't want to think about it anymore, yes or no, he was destined to be here in the company of this boundless darkness and the terror that came with it.

He lay on the stone, slowly spit out the stinky water in his stomach, and then, turning around, said lightly in the direction from which the voice came:

Maybe there is something sad hidden in the hearts of the seniors, so... Alas...... I don't know if my predecessors don't want to say it, or don't dare to say it, since that's the case, I just don't ask.

The cave was quiet again, not even a heartbeat.

The two of them were silent like this, looking at each other's places, or rather, the person looked at Song Qiuli, and Song Qiuli just looked at the general direction where the person was.

In the end, I don't know how long it took, the voice suddenly sighed, and said faintly: If you don't say it, you don't say it, if you don't say it, in fact, there is no absolute boundary between saying it and not saying it, in this case, what else do you let the old man say?

His words are full of mystery and Zen.

Song Qiuli suddenly smiled.