pig auspicious

On the bridge of Naihe, Naihe,

Right and wrong do not cross the river of forgetfulness.

There is no right or wrong before the Three Lives Stone,

I will meet Po Meng at the Wangxiang Terrace.

……

It is July in the world, although the heat is steaming during the day, but once the evening comes, the sun is not so vicious.

Jixiang poked his head out of the window, and the dragon king's chariot was surrounded by auspicious clouds, and from the inside to the outside, there was only a vast expanse of whiteness.

"I can't see anything." Jixiang grabbed a few handfuls in the cloud and mist, and withdrew his hand resentfully.

"It's still bright, so keep a low profile." Ao Guang sat there, not interested in the scenery outside the window.

"Where is the underworld?" Jixiang felt bored, so he gave up looking at the scenery and climbed onto Ao Guang's lap instead.

"Let's go to Liangjie Mountain." Ao Guang estimated the time. "Pass through the gate of hell from there, and we will be there soon."

Beyond the East China Sea to the west, there is a majestic mountain called the Two Realms, which has been the junction of the underworld and the mortal world for thousands of years, and it is also the only way to the gate of ghosts.

Whether it's spirits, monsters, or gods and Buddhas, if they want to enter the underworld, there is only one way to go.

Walking from the mountain, isn't that the same as swaggering mountain?Auspicious thought.

What Little Pig sees every day is either the sea or the mountains, and the only two trips to the world have not been enjoyed to the fullest. Hearing what Ao Guang said, he just feels that the underworld may be the same as Nanshan, where he has to go on mountain roads.

He was already tired of looking at the rocks, plants and trees in the mountains. At this time, his interest immediately dropped, and he started to yawn after moving to a comfortable position.

When Ao Guang called him, Ji Xiang was half confused.

"We'll be walking from here." Ao Guang saw that Jixiang was sleepy, so he carried him off the chariot.

The drowsy Ji Xiang nodded, and his forehead suddenly hit the hard emerald on the shoulder of Ao Guang's jacket, and he woke up from the pain.

Before he could howl, Jixiang was stunned by the sight in front of him.

Countless gray figures walked slowly in a long line with their heads bowed, all facing the same direction.In front of the procession is a dark archway with three large characters of ghost gate written horizontally on it.

The people in the team turned a blind eye to Ao Guang and Ji Xiang who were on the side, and moved slowly with the team.

Ao Guang put Ji Xiang down and took his hand: "Don't run around here. If you get in there, you have no way to guide you, and the ghost king who guards the gate will take you away."

"Ghost King—?"

"Eighteen ghost kings, three thousand little ghosts." Ao Guang pulled him forward slowly: "The gate of ghosts is heavily guarded, and you can only pass through with guides. You can't let go of my hand."

What Ao Guang said at this time was "can't", not "don't".Jixiang blinked, and obediently clenched Ao Guang's fingers.

"The underworld is a bit gloomy." Ao Guang walked much faster than those gray people, "If you are afraid, don't look around."

Ji Xiang, who had been looking around, raised his head and said with joy, "It's more interesting than the world! Why do they all look the same? Why don't they talk? Why do they walk with their heads down?"

"...became a ghost, no matter you were an emperor, a general or a pawn or a beggar, you have to cleanse yourself and walk through the Yellow Spring Road after death." Ao Guang explained. "The souls that have not entered the ghost gate have just left their bodies, and they are still a little confused, so they are very silent. When they get to Huangquan Road, they will wake up and cry."

"Crying?" Jixiang looked carefully at the gray and white souls: "Why are you crying? Is it hard to die?"

"It varies from person to person." Ao Guang quickly approached the gate of ghosts with auspiciousness. Behind them, countless ghosts still moved slowly with dull expressions. "But you can't hear them crying."

While talking, they arrived at the gate of hell.This archway looks very imposing from a distance, but when you get closer, you can only see a small door, which is also black, as if it has sucked all the light away, and it is dead.

Ao Guang took Jixiang by his hand, took out a finger-sized red stone strip, knocked on the door frame three times with it, and then stepped over a stone sill and entered the door.

"They didn't follow in." Jixiang looked back, and there were many ghosts waiting outside the door behind him.

"Their guides are different." Ao Guang said simply.

There are still many ghosts who have passed the gate of hell, but they seem to consciously avoid Ao Guang's side and drift far away.There was a large space around Yilong and Yizhu.

"Oh! It's very beautiful here!" Ji Xiang's eyes lit up as soon as he entered the gate of hell.

Large patches of red flowers seem to cover his eyes, and a blue brick road leads to the distance among the flowers.

"The flowers on the other side can only be seen, not touched." Seeing that Ji Xiang seemed to have a tendency to break away from himself to have fun, Ao Guang couldn't help but squeeze his hand tightly.

"I've never seen this kind of flower." Jixiang reached into his skirt and took out the little starfish, wanting him to look at it together.

The starfish ingot lay limply in the palm of Jixiang's hand, motionless, as if asleep.

"Huh?" Jixiang poked the little starfish in wonder.

"He can't bear the fragrance of flowers from the other shore." Ao Guang asked Jixiang to put away the starfish.Seeing Ji Xiang pouted and stuffed starfish into his clothes, he suddenly asked, "Where did you hide him?"

Every time Ao Guang sees Ji Xiang take out the starfish from his clothes, but Ji Xiang obviously has pockets.

Ji Xiang mysteriously made a "shh" gesture.

Ao Guang put on an expression of wanting to hear more about it.

Ji Xiang explained to the Dragon King while walking: "I couldn't sleep when it rained before, so Jiu Meng told me a story, saying that there are many monsters who eat children in the world..."

Ao Guang frowned slightly.

Judging from what happened in Bancheng last time and just now, it seems that Jixiang is not afraid of ghosts, nor is he afraid of cemeteries, nor is he afraid of the dark, but he is only afraid of monsters.It seems that this has something to do with Jiumeng's usual influence.Occasionally, Jixiang can't sleep because of some wind and grass at night. If Ao Guang sleeps late, the little pig will go to pester Jiumeng to tell stories.Jiumeng told Jixiang some stories like this. After hearing this, Jixiang became more nervous and couldn't sleep. If he couldn't sleep, he went to Jiumeng to tell stories...

A downright vicious cycle.

"Jiumeng said that different monsters eat children in different ways. Some monsters like to bite children's toenails, and some like to bite their buttocks. There is also a monster that looks like a big monkey with three toes and small red eyes. The red ones have a terrible sound, 'Crack-crack-cack--'"

Jixiang squeezed his eyes into slits with his hands, imitating that big monkey monster.

"and then?"

"That kind of monster likes to steal children's navels, and when they have stolen enough dishes, they will fry them in oil and serve them with wine." Ji Xiang said solemnly.

This is all a mess.

Even if he is as calm as Ao Guang, he can't help but have black lines all over his head.

You don't need to think about it, it must be that Jiumeng thinks that auspiciousness is annoying, so he mixed up the ghost talk novels he usually reads and randomly made it up to perfunctory auspiciousness.

"What does that have to do with starfish?"

Ji Xiang was very proud: "I told Yuan Bao, usually let him stick to my stomach to cover my navel. This way the monster can't see it and can't steal it."

"..." Ao Guang was silent for a while, and decided not to discuss the belly button issue with Jixiang. "Look, the road to Huangquan has come to an end."

When the Bianhua flowers reached the Naihe Bridge, they gradually became thinner.

Ao Guang led Jixiang up the narrow three-story stone bridge. The bridge surface was very slippery, as if it had just rained.

Jixiang couldn't help but look back: "Why is this bridge with three floors?"

"People who were good in their lifetime go to the first floor, half good and half evil, and the second floor. The bottom floor is all evil spirits." A female voice came.

"Meng Po." Ao Guang bowed his head and said to Ji Xiang.

A young woman in plain clothes stood by the bridge railing, saluted Ao Guang, and looked at Jixiang with a smile.

Ji Xiang was attracted by the small table beside her: "What is that?"

On a small wooden table stood a china bowl and a small bucket with a ladle in the bucket.

"This is the soup I made." Granny Meng reached out to pick up the bowl and handed it to a girl standing in front of her.

Although she has turned into a ghost, the girl is also quite handsome, holding Po Meng's bowl in a daze.

Granny Meng scooped out a bowl of water from the bucket and poured it into a bowl full of water, just right.

"Drink it and go." Meng Po said to the girl.

"Why do you want to drink?" the girl said in a daze.

"The tears you shed all your life have been boiled into this bowl of soup. After drinking it, you will be clean again." Meng Po told her.

The female ghost was speechless for a while, and finally drank the soup. Some soup overflowed from the bowl and dripped onto the bridge.

Po Meng took back the bowl, met Jixiang's gaze, and smiled again. "Not many people can finish a bowl of soup. Some people are destined to leave some tears on this bridge."

"Your Majesty." Granny Meng scooped up another bowl of water for the passing ghost: "Did the matter last time not be resolved?"

"I came here today for something else." Ao Guang said.

Granny Meng tilted her head and smiled.Originally, she was very ordinary, but such a smile suddenly added some charm. "It's this kid?"

"Auspicious." Ao Guang pushed the little pig in front of him.

"Meng Po." Ji Xiang grinned. "I am Jixiang."

"This child is really good-looking." Meng Po pursed her lips and laughed. "Even an old woman like me can't help but like it."

"Mother Meng hasn't seen Jixiang?" Ao Guang asked.

Granny Meng took a closer look and shook her head: "Auspicious is so cute, once you see it, you will never forget it."

"Looking at this all day long, it's such a joy to have such a child suddenly appear." As Meng Po said, she took out a pair of tongs and slammed on the bridge railing. "Howling ghosts all day long, disturbing people even if they can't walk across the bridge."

"Howling?" Ji Xiang looked down, but couldn't see anything except the thick red river water.Along the way, Jixiang only felt that the so-called hell was very quiet.

"Can't you hear Jixiang? What a good boy." Meng Po said. "Guys on the third floor, who did evil in life, still show off their prestige after death. If you don't beat them, they will not live."

"Jixiang's mind is clean, and he can't hear ghost words." Ao Guang pulled Jixiang back and prevented him from leaning out of the bridge railing. "Let's go first."

"If your Majesty is the same as last time, there is no better place than Luofu Mountain." Granny Meng sent them off the bridge and said again. "That little thing, Ziren, is rebelling. No one can persuade him to go. Now it's a mess."