Siheyuan: Crossing the two worlds, if you don't obey, you will be a beast

At the same time, the depth of this cold pool is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, as if it is a huge black hole with no end and no limit. It just stands there quietly, cold and ruthless, like a ferocious beast that has been dormant for a long time. As long as any life dares to approach, it will not hesitate to open its fangs and swallow it fiercely. When people look at the bottomless dark abyss, an indescribable sense of fear instantly surges into their hearts, making people tremble all over, and the feeling of horror surges from the bottom of their hearts like a tide.

At this critical moment, I suddenly felt my feet loosen up, and my whole body suddenly lost all support like a kite with a broken string. The ice layer, which originally seemed as solid as a rock, suddenly made a dull cracking sound as if it was under a spell. The sound was low and heavy, as if it was a roar from the depths of hell, which made people tremble with fear. Then, the ice layer was like a broken mirror, breaking in all directions at an alarming speed, and countless large and small ice cubes flew everywhere, and the scene was in chaos.

Faced with such a sudden change, I didn't even have time to react in the slightest. I was defenselessly falling straight down into the unfathomable, dark, and endless abyss. At this moment, time seemed to freeze. I could only watch myself getting closer and closer to the terrible abyss, my heart filled with despair and helplessness.

And at the bottom of the abyss, what awaited me was a dark, bottomless, terrifying scene. The abyss was like a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth wide open, rushing towards me with its fangs and claws bared, emitting an endless murderous aura. The aura was icy and piercing, as if it could freeze a person's soul and make people shudder. It seemed that if I fell into its mouth, I would be immediately chewed to pieces, and not even a bone residue would be left.

I felt a blackness in front of my eyes, and then I fell into this endless abyss of terror. The suffocating dead air was like a ferocious beast, pouncing on me with its fangs and claws, and instantly wrapped me tightly in it. Everything around me was so dark, as thick as ink pouring down, forming an impenetrable black curtain. I stretched out my hands, trying to grope for a little support or direction, but I couldn't touch anything, and I couldn't even see my own fingers.

This place seemed to have become a dark world isolated from the outside world. Any faint light was ruthlessly blocked outside and could not penetrate at all. My body was falling rapidly and uncontrollably, faster and faster, like a meteor pulled by gravity, rushing straight into the bottomless abyss. There was no other sound beside my ears except the whistling wind. The wind sound was sharp and piercing, like the howling of evil spirits, constantly hitting my eardrums.

I could clearly feel my heart beating wildly in my chest, each beat hitting my ribs hard, as if it was going to burst out of my chest the next moment. Extreme fear followed me like a shadow, tightly wrapped around me, and every second of falling brought me deeper despair and helplessness. That feeling was like a surging tide, surging into my heart wave after wave, overwhelming me, almost swallowing and drowning me completely.

If I were so unlucky as to encounter such an inhumane and outrageous tragic scene, then before this nightmare came, all the efforts that I had spent all my energy and effort on, the unremitting struggle during the countless days and nights, and the hard work without fear of hardships and difficulties and without complaint, would all be shattered like bubbles in the blink of an eye and disappear without a trace, as if they had never existed, without even the slightest trace left.

In the long river of time, there are indeed special days. During those days, people seem to be under a spell, immersed in busy work day and night, so focused and single-minded that they completely forget that time is quietly passing by, and even ignore the fatigue signals sent by the body that has long been overwhelmed.

Whenever the night falls and the watery moonlight pours gently in front of the window, they still firmly guard their own jobs, the pens tightly held in their hands are like nimble dancers, constantly jumping and spinning, writing line after line of densely packed words; or they sit in front of the computer screen, their ten fingers tapping on the keyboard as quickly as a storm, making a crisp and pleasant yet rapid and tense sound.

During those long and difficult days, they held on to their determined goal deep in their hearts, just like a traveler groping in the dark, holding on to a weak candlelight, gritting their teeth and persevering. Along the way, countless difficulties and obstacles came to them like a surging tide, one after another, seemingly endless. But they never complained, let alone gave up. Every time they fell to the ground, they would gain new scars on their bodies, but they always stood up again with amazing perseverance and continued to move forward with unwavering steps.