nineteen

Xing Luo gave up the idea of ​​talking to Fu Yu, closed his eyes, and kept thinking about the 27 years in the world in his mind, recalling some pretty good moments, trying to make himself forget the pain of being in hell and enduring the flames.

"Punishment, punishment!"

The voice is so familiar, who would come to him in a place like this?Is it hallucination?

"Xing Luo." The voice got closer, Xing Luo opened his eyes, and the blurry figure gradually became clear. This face seemed a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, Xing Luo frowned, and suddenly remembered that this is Bing Jun!Bingjun who has changed his appearance!

"Xing Luo, are you okay? Huh?" Bing Jun's gray-white figure was reflected in Xing Luo's eyes. Jun looked at his corpse from the sidelines with such an expression.

"I'm not dead yet." Xing Luo suddenly became angry, "No, I'm dead, I haven't lost my soul yet."

"Don't be brave, I don't think you're doing much better." Bing Jun's hand came close, and as soon as it touched Xing Luo's body, he retracted abruptly. It was too hot, like fire.

"Master Pluto, please help him, it's him." Bing Jun looked behind him, looking at Duan Huali who was dressed in purple, his voice was crying, almost pleading.

"Promise." Xing Luo felt that Bing Jun was losing face, and he was still doing nothing, as if he was about to die out of his wits.

Duan Huali walked over with a blank face, waved his hands unhurriedly, and the chains on Xing Luo disappeared. Bing Jun quickly helped Xing Luo who was about to fall to the ground, "Go, let's go out."

"Hey, wait a minute." Only then did Xing Luo realize that Bing Jun is Lord Pluto who is with him, and he is robbing the prison!

Maybe it's because Xingluo has been a jailer for a long time, and things like prison robbery are violations in his eyes.But one day he became a robbed prisoner himself, and he couldn't accept it, "I can't leave, the time has not come yet, it's only been a few hours, you can't take me away, you know this is a prison robbery?"

"...Are you stupid?" Bing Jun was anxious, "This is Lord Pluto, he came to let you go, not a prison robbery, hurry up and leave."

"No, no, no, I still can't leave. I accept the punishment. Twelve hours, no less than a moment." Xing Luo looked back at the stunned Fu Yu, "There is one more thing, I can't let others say that the punishment is unfair."

"..." Bing Jun looked at Duan Huali helplessly, with shame and apology in his eyes.

Duan Huali showed impatience, and waved his hand again, and the chains on Fu Yu's body also disappeared.Then he said to them, "I let you go. If you have any problems with the Underworld King, you can come to me, the Underworld King Duan Huali."

"Thank you, Lord Hades, thank you, Lord Hades." Fu Yu took the lead in bowing to express his thanks, and ran out of hell quickly.

"Can we go?" Bing Jun rolled his eyes.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go." Xing Luo briskly walked forward, and his body seemed to be less painful. He didn't expect that one day Bing Jun's dog legs would come in handy, so he just let go of the past. "Bing Jun, yes, you, for the sake of helping me this time, I forgive you."

"I forgive you."

"I forgive you."

"I."

"I'm going back first." Duan Huali's impatient voice interrupted them, and then jumped up and disappeared into the sky.

"Um, thank you." Bing Jun's voice was so soft that only he could hear it.

"What are you whining about? Hurry up, I'll go out first." Then he ignored Bing Jun and ran away from this painful place like Fu Yu.

Xing Luo ran out in one breath, and when he could no longer feel the flames, he finally stopped, panting while holding his knees, sweat dripping from his face on the ground.

After he recovered, he opened his chest and carefully looked at his skin. It was smooth and smooth, without any trace of burning. He continued to pull down the clothes on his abdomen, and there was no trace of fighting with Fu Yu. No more pain, completely fine.

"What are you doing? Showing off your figure?" Bing Jun asked him sideways.

"Hey." Xing Luo covered his clothes and smiled silly.

"Fool." Bing Jun was about to leave after speaking.

"Hey, wait a minute, let me chat with you." Xing Luo grabbed Bing Jun and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any friends up there?"

"what?"

"You ask them to burn some Ming coins for you in a dream."

"Fuck you." Bing Jun broke away from the punishment and wanted to leave again.

"What are you doing? I've been dead for so long. Why don't you just die? Someone will burn it for you, right?"

"No, I have no friends, and no one will burn me."

Xing Luo fell silent, he was anxious, he just thought that Bing Jun had just died, someone should burn him, he forgot that Bing Jun, like him, was already alone in the world, how could he have friends, let alone himself When you just die, there is nothing.

"Hey, your Lord Pluto, won't you be paid? How can you say that you also serve Lord Pluto, which is different from me."

"What exactly do you want?" Bing Jun's eyes were red, and he glared at Xing Luo angrily, as if he had been greatly insulted and wronged.

"I, I didn't, I just wanted to ask you for some Ming coins and go to Sique to have a look." Xing Luo whispered.

"Just go, can't you go if you don't have Ming coins?" Bing Jun said angrily.

"Okay, go, let's go now."

"Go and go."

Xing Luo and Bing Jun didn't know the specific location of Si Que, so they went down to Naihe Bridge in desperation, and asked about the peace of mind that was pouring Mengpo soup for the souls of the dead. Only then did they know that the entrance of Si Que was near the hell, and they turned back again go back.

Xing Luo was terrified of the flames of hell, but he wished to leave right away when he was around here. It was also because of this thought that he found the entrance quickly.

"Hurry up, here." Xing Luo waved to Bing Jun excitedly.

The entrance of the four towers is a gap that can only be passed by one person. There seems to be a hole cut by someone with a sword. It is not easy to find if you don't look carefully.

Emperor Yan, who is in charge of the underworld, is quite strict in the management of the underworld, and also strictly prohibits the ghosts on duty from entering and exiting the four towers, but this entrance has not been closed for a long time. Keep it in mind, as long as they don't delay their work, they will still sneak to Sique, and even because they go in and out frequently, the stone slabs at the entrance are much smoother.

The two ran back and forth, and Bing Jun was already feeling exhausted. Seeing the anticipation on Xing Luo's face, he had to cheer up and followed him into the entrance of Si Que.

Passing through the dark passages on both sides, after walking a hundred steps, there was gradually a flow of people. After walking a dozen steps, their eyes suddenly became clear. Que, the original golden building has been turned bluish white for a long time, but it is still magnificent, towering into the clouds, as if it has strayed into the heaven.

However, under the eaves of the building, there are occasional black crows that stomp their feet and make a quacking sound, which reveals some weirdness. These ominous birds will definitely not appear in the heavens, so they are always reminded that this is a place that has been forgotten by the four worlds. The place.

Crowds are crowded, shoulder to shoulder, what a bustling scene.

Xing Luo didn't care about Bing Jun, and plunged into the crowd, enjoying the lively popularity. He would inevitably meet a few people on the road, and he met them solidly, not in vain.

"What's there to be happy about?" Bing Jun was also pleasantly surprised by this scene, but he was a little disdainful when he saw Xing Luo's happy and silly look.

"Follow quickly, don't lose it, I'm not looking for you." Xing Luo's voice came from the crowd, Bing Jun panicked and hurried to follow.

The two figures were very close to each other. They stopped in front of the old Taoist priest who sold talisman paper, then stopped in front of the little girl who sold food, and then ran in front of a tall building with dark brown hair hanging from the top. The plaque at the bottom is engraved with four gilt characters of "Proud of the World and the Crowd".Xing Luo saw that it was quite lively inside, so he dragged Bing Jun to go in and have a look.

"Hey, the entrance fee." The boy at the door stretched out his hand to stop them, with the other palm up, waiting for them to take the money.

Xing Luo and Bing Jun looked at each other, but they quit helplessly.

"No, you really need to have Mingbi." Xing Luo scratched his head and sighed repeatedly.

"No, I don't think so." Bing Jun frowned and thought, "This is the Four Towers, not the Underworld. If the Underworld relies on ghost coins as gold coins to circulate, it makes sense, but there are not only ghosts in the Four Towers, but also ghosts." How can there be people, gods, and demons who only want ghost coins?"

Among the crowds they saw coming and going along the way, except for the fact that people and gods are in the same form, it is not easy to distinguish. As long as there is a mark of flames on the forehead, it is from the underworld, and as long as the pupils are red, it is from the demon world. It is easy to identify .

Looking at the past roughly, there are more monsters in the demon world, and ghosts, humans, and gods combined are also a minority.Xing Luo had only seen two demons, both in a state of madness, and thought that all monsters were like that, with terrifying shapes and hysterical.

As a result, the demons here are not different except that they have double red pupils and prefer black in their outer attire, so they didn't pay much attention to them at first.

"It makes sense." Xing Luo nodded.

"Exchange, everything here can be exchanged." Unlike Xing Luo, Bing Jun was blindly immersed in the seemingly bustling joy. He carefully observed the surroundings and listened to the conversations of the crowd. , is a trading market.

"Then what can the two of us exchange with others?" Xing Luo asked with his chin in his hands, but Bing Jun didn't care. He didn't want anything, so naturally he didn't want to think about it.

"Yes, Bing Jun, although we don't have Ming coins, what do we have? We have strength and time." Xing Luo gestured enthusiastically, "We are selling our strength and time on this brand, what? Running errands, carrying messages, and doing odd jobs, we can still do it, can't we?"

Bing Jun doesn't want to know Xing Luo very much at this moment. He thinks that he is already very dog-legged, but his dog-legs are only aimed at people who can determine his fate, and he doesn't bother to do dog-legs to these people for no reason.

"I don't want it. You have to do it yourself. Anyway, I don't need anything, so I don't want to go to the world." Bing Jun glanced at the tall building just now.

"You! If you don't accompany me, then I'll sell you. I'll put up a sign that says I'm selling my younger brother. The family can't afford it anymore. You can take it away as long as you pay, hehe."

"Punishment!" Bing Jun gritted his teeth and lowered his head helplessly, "Okay, I'll accompany you!"

Xing Luo did what he said, set up the stall neatly, pulled Bing Jun to sit down, Bing Jun just wanted to rest, and Xing Luo leaned back to back, head to head, closed his eyes and fell asleep.Xing Luo opened his eyes and looked at the non-stop crowd, listening to the noisy voices, but felt a rare peace in his heart.

"Xiu, Xiuran?" Xing Luo stared blankly at Mo Xiuran's familiar white figure, which was blurred at the beginning, then gradually approached, approached, walked up to his eyes, squatted down, and saw Xing Luo When there was no imprint on his forehead, he was taken aback for a moment, and smiled again at random.

"You want to sell your own time? Then can I buy two hours?" Mo Xiuran's gentle voice came over clearly, hitting Shang Xingluo's heart that could no longer beat, and great joy filled his chest.

Mo Xiuran usually doesn't like to smile, but when he sees him, he will smile at him!

"Xiuran!" Xing Luo couldn't help but pounce on Mo Xiuran, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, it's good to see you again.

Bing Jun in the back was unstable due to the movement of the punishment, and suddenly fell backwards, turning his head and glaring at the two people who were hugging each other.

Mo Xiuran's eyes didn't stay on Bing Jun, he pulled Xing Luo's arm aside, stood up and asked again, "Sell it or not?"

"Sell, sell, Xiuran, you can buy it for as long as you want." Xing Luo also stood up with a smile, "What do you want to buy me for?"

"Come with me."

"okay."

Bing Jun "..."

"Hey, Xing Luo, your uncle, what should I do?" Bing Jun couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded the figure who didn't look back. "Your uncle!" He was really blinded by the lard, and even begged Duan Huali to save him. With such a thick skin, he should be burned by the flames!

As soon as Duan Huali's name flashed in Bing Jun's mind, he was ashamed and angry. He hugged his legs with both hands angrily, and buried his face in them.