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Bai Wuchang was very busy, and he didn't have much free time to pay attention to Nan Fengying. What he said before was just a warning, and Nan Fengying understood Bai Wuchang's meaning.Watching Bai Wuchang and the bull-headed horse face disappear into the endless darkness, the restless factor in Nan Fengying's body was churning again.

"Here." At some point, Ma Mian appeared in front of Nan Fengying again, startling Nan Fengying.At this time, Nan Fengying finally saw what Ma Mian gave her, it was a lamp.

It was a lamp, and it looked no different from an ordinary oil lamp. What was different from the oil lamp was probably the fiery red flame.The lamp seems to be very bright, but the place where the light can reach is only one meter away, and the rest of the place is completely dark, and there is no trace of light.The tongue of fire was blown by the wind, flickering, making people feel a little scared.

"This is called a guiding light." The sudden voice made Nan Fengying's already tense heart rise to the top of his throat, "Can you finish talking all at once, this and that, even ghosts will be scared to death by you! !"

"Young man, you have to stand the test of the organization." The voice was a bit erratic, making Nan Fengying not sure whether it was Wuchang's voice or the bull-headed horse-faced voice.

When Nan Fengying wanted to speak again, she found that there was a deathly silence all around. Presumably, those ghost messengers had long since disappeared.

The erratic lights flickered, but even so, Nan Fengying still saw the bright red Bianhua hidden in the darkness.The red everywhere is a bit dazzling, and it is endless until the end of the darkness.

"Bi'an flower?" Nan Fengying muttered to herself. She knew the legend of Bi'an flower. According to legend, there were two people named Bi and An in the past. An was a beautiful woman and Bi was a handsome young man. They couldn't meet each other, but by chance, they met, and they fell in love with each other at the first sight, and they became friends for a hundred years, and decided to stay together forever.

As a result, it was destined that this relationship, like countless legendary emotions, was doomed to be fruitless.Because of violating the rules of heaven, the heaven sent down punishment, and Bi and An became the flowers and leaves of a flower respectively.There is nothing in the first place, even flowers and leaves can meet each other every day and stay together for life.It's just that the viciousness of the curse lies in the fact that there are flowers but no leaves, and when leaves are born, there are no flowers, and life after life, the flowers and leaves are wrong.

Nan Fengying was thinking, is this their intention to imply that they will be separated from Gu Yi like this, and never see each other again?Thinking of not being able to see Gu Yi again, Nan Fengying felt as if her breathing stopped for an instant.Although some results had been foreseen, Nan Fengying felt that she still couldn't accept it when the time came.

"There is this life, there is no next life, even if you remember, if she forgets, what is the difference from really forgetting?"

"Who is it?" Nan Fengying vigilantly shone forward with the "guiding lamp" in her hand, and there was nothing but the fiery red Bana flowers and the endless darkness ahead.

"The flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side, sighing at Naihe on the Naihe Bridge." The gentle voice just now rang out in the silence, as if appropriate to the occasion, and Nan Fengying felt sad again.

"I firmly believe that love is stronger than gold. No matter how many times you reincarnate, your thoughts only belong to her."

"Hehe" with a little sneer, "Love is better than Jinjian and not as good as Meng Po's soup. It's up to you whether you can forget it. There is this life and no afterlife. Even if she doesn't reincarnate, she will remember. If you forget , is it any different from really forgetting?"

"How can I forget, how can I be willing to forget, even if I drink Mengpo soup, I will definitely keep that beautiful part in the deepest part of my soul, even if I don't know each other in the next life, but the nostalgia from life to life will make us meet again leading edge."

"You've watched too many TV shows!"

"I like to watch American shows."

"Do you like that star?"

"H.H"

"Uh, ss? Are you sure it's not sm?"

"You think too much, but it seems that the topic is wrong."

As soon as Nan Fengying reminded her, the other party's voice returned to the coldness before, "I'm just here to tell you this truth, whether you understand it or accept it is up to you."

"Yeah, let it be!"

After a long time, seeing that the other party had no voice, Nan Fengying tried to call a few times but there was no response. Thinking that the person had already left, Nan Fengying stopped staying and continued walking forward holding the "guiding lamp".

The bright Bianhua flowers swayed at the feet, blooming in the most beautiful posture, but the red color was like fresh blood floating along the road, and Nan Fengying faintly felt that the tip of her nose could smell the bloody smell.

After walking for a while, I don't know how long, a huge stone tablet stands in front of the flowers on the other side, "the end of the underworld", Nan Fengying was stunned for a moment, and stayed by the huge stone for a while, seeing nothing unusual, then walked past the stone tablet .Just stepping over this stele, I suddenly became enlightened. Although it is still dim, compared with the glaring red just now, even if it is still not clear here, it makes people feel less depressed.

Widening her eyes and looking around, Nan Fengying suddenly felt that this place was very familiar. Just when Nan Fengying was puzzled, a gust of wind blew past, and the cold Nan Fengying shivered all over. After a while, she saw the place in the distance. One by one, the upright objects walked over in neat steps.Nan Fengying subconsciously got out of the way, her heart suddenly raised her throat, and at this moment a voice said to Nan Fengying: "They can't see you."

"Are they going to drink Mengpo soup?"

"Yes" the ghost messenger answered very simply, after crossing the Naihe Bridge, it was Wangxiang Terrace.Looking at hometown and forgetting hometown are homophonic, let you take a last look at your hometown, and then forget her, cruel and considerate.Nan Fengying smiled helplessly, feeling a little sad in her heart.

"Stand up, take the last look, and you won't have a chance if you pass by." A ghost messenger said.

The souls of the dead stood up one after another, and the past and goings of a lifetime appeared in front of them, passing by in a hurry, what wealth and glory are just floating clouds.The souls of the dead began to wail, and their flesh became tense after hearing it.

Nan Fengying recalled that when she was a child, she followed her master to catch demons and always heard those old people say, "If you die, you will have nothing. Look at the three dozen bone spirits. Even the bone spirits can change in many ways, and they will never change after being burned." It's gone." Now there is no difference between these dead souls and the bone spirits who were burned to death, their souls are probably already turned into fly ash in the human world.

The ghost messenger was not surprised, and after waiting for a while, seeing that the dead souls were almost crying, he said: "I've finished watching, and I've cried enough, it's time to go on the road." He said something, and led them to Meng Pozhuang.

Po Meng wasn't there, nor was Wang Chuan. Now the guard at Po Meng's village is a woman she doesn't know, who is cleaning the soup in the cauldron with a big spoon.On a large table, rows of white sea bowls were neatly placed on the table, and steaming soup was poured into the large bowls, exuding a sad atmosphere.

Those who have loved, those things that cannot be let go, those joys and sorrows will only fade away with this bowl of soup.Everything in the world is no longer important...

"Come, come, one bowl for each person, no one can escape," the ghost messenger called, "Drink this bowl of soup and you will be able to go to reincarnation. Whether it is good or not depends on your accumulated virtue in this life. Drink it early and reincarnate , don't try to make any ghostly ideas, we are ghosts, and we can see through your attempts at a glance."

The dead souls didn't know whether they were afraid of ghosts or something, each soul walked to the white bowl, lifted the white bowl mechanically, and drank the soup in the bowl without a trace.

"Let's go!" The chain in the ghost messenger's hand shook, and with a "crash", the dead souls automatically lined up again as if they had heard some call, and disappeared into the darkness with the ghost messenger.

Nan Fengying watched from a distance, feeling sad in her heart.It would be easier to see those flirtatious Bana flowers in front of me than these.

There was another sound of chains, and a few more ghost messengers came with the next batch of dead souls, repeating what happened before.