Quick time travel: the male lead, let’s have a pop

Chapter 40 National Treasure Special Attack (27)

It is absolutely impossible to be in the ghost temple without being with Mei Ji.But he didn't want to believe it, the ghost's eyes were innocent, he didn't look like a harmful person.

"That Meiji has a lot of face in the underworld..." Qian Xun thought of the white-clothed girl and the ghost baby. They seemed to be quite familiar with each other. What's the reason?And that baby ghost is hungry?Hungry ghosts that can eat ghosts?
Is it all a conspiracy?The more Qian Xun wanted to be terrified, she thought she was grateful to the female ghost for saving her life, but finally found out that they were together.

"Then where shall we go next? Naihe Bridge?" Xiaoyue asked.

Xiaoyue was a little emotional, "It is said that after death, people will first come to the gate of ghosts and pass through Huangquan Road.

At the end of the road there is a river named Wangchuan River.

There is a bridge over the river, named Naihe Bridge.There is a pavilion on the bridge called Meng Po Bridge.There is a Meng Po in the pavilion, who gives a bowl of Wangchuan water to everyone who passes by.

In order to meet your lover in this life in the next life, you don't need to drink the water of Wangchuan, but you have to jump into the river of Wangchuan and wait for 1000 years before you can reincarnate.

For thousands of years, you will see the person you love the most in this life, but she can't see you because of the language barrier.

You just see her walk by over and over again.There is a stone beside the Wangchuan River, named the Sansheng Stone. The Sansheng Stone records this life and the afterlife. Walking through the Naihe Bridge, you can see the world for the last time on the Wangxiang Terrace.

There is no bridge, no meeting in this life, no reunion in the next life.After thousands of years, if the mind is immortal, you can re-enter the world with the memory of the previous life.

Maybe there is already such a person around you who has come to you after a thousand years of suffering, have you ever hurt her?There is nothing to do on the Naihe bridge, the suffering of a thousand years is not as good as you alone. "

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go to Beiyin Mountain. Behind the mountain described in the novel "Journey to the West" is the [-]th level of hell, so it is in the direction of the [-]th level of hell." Qian Xun waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes, it's good to go to the Yinshan Mountain!" Yu Bixin replied, thoughtful.

"Then how do we go?" Xiaoyue asked.

At this moment, they found that there were many more people one after another, and they rushed forward one after another. Several people were shocked, thinking they went to the wrong place.

"Let's go..." The village chief raised his hand and led Qian Xun and the others away.

After walking for a while, I gradually realized that this real hell is not as scary as in the myth.

There are no mountains of swords and seas of fire, nor pans of oil in hell.

Straight to the point, the environment is elegant, the air is fresh, without the gray sky of the city, the endless stream of vehicles, the clear moon and stars, the singing of frogs and birds, as if you have gone to the peach blossom garden in ancient times.After all this environment, it has the scale of a city hotel in the world.

It was night.Soon came to a scenic area, named Beiyin Mountain Scenic Area, which was the Beiyin Mountain Clubhouse.

From a distance, I could see that the outside of the clubhouse was as bright as daytime with a huge lampshade, deafening music and fox fairies that came into the crowd in an endless stream.

At this time, it was surrounded by gods, ghosts or fox fairies.

"I never imagined that the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld would be so prosperous!" Qian Xun was amazed.

"We have to be careful in everything." Yu Bixin's face was serious.

Several people arrived, making everyone look and discuss, but they were immediately attracted by another place.

It was a scruffy white-bearded monk with brown eyes, holding a gourd and smirking, staggering to make passers-by avoid him.

The person next to him sighed again and again.

Qian Xun asked: "Who is this person?"

A passer-by hugged his chest and said: "This man is called the crazy monk. He claims to be able to recite scriptures, tell fortunes, read Fengshui, drive away demons and catch ghosts. He volunteered to be a ghost messenger, but the king of hell refused to accept it, so he went crazy... "

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