Bamboo ink fragrance in front of the court

Su Mo went all the way to Huangquan and knocked down many ghosts.The hostility in his body remained undiminished, and the souls of those who had just died naturally avoided it.

The ghost guard guarding the ghost gate has chased after him at this moment, "Where are you bold and fierce ghosts going to escape?"

Su Mo was eager to find Xie Zihuan and had to avoid ghost messengers, which took a lot of energy.Seeing Wang Chuan in front of him followed closely by the ghost guards, he leaped and jumped down.This place is the source of the River of Forgetfulness, the soup is weak and the water is constantly chilling.There are many innocent souls under Wangchuan River, who chose to jump down the Wangchuan River because they refused to drink Mengpo soup on the Naihe Bridge in their previous lives.There are not many water ghosts at the source of Wangchuan.Su Mo broke away from the hands holding his feet from the bottom of the water, and his hostility had been washed away by the Wangchuan water after landing on the shore.Meng Po said that Wangchuan is not water, but the memory of people's previous lives.

Su Mo will never forget that burst of bewildering fragrance. Sure enough, there are manjusawa flowers all around. The flowers bloom without leaves, and the leaves grow without flowers.It blooms for 1000 years and falls for 1000 years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet.The thing that opened beside the Santu River is as red as fire and full of coquettishness.

Looking at the source of the river again, Su Mo was stunned.

The source of the River of Forgetfulness was actually a huge rock.The water of Wangchuan flows out continuously into the Santu River, but there is no sound at all, and this Wangchuan is like a stagnant river.It is this water that nourishes the fiery red.Hao Ran on the boulder is three big cinnabar characters: Sanshengshi.

Su Mo couldn't help but recall the appointment with Gu Tingchen that day.

"If you make an oath in front of the Sansheng Stone, you can determine the fate of the three lives. Past life, present life, and future life. After death, a person walks through Huangquan Road. There is a stone in front of the Naihe Bridge, which is the Sansheng Stone. Will not forget in the next life..."

"Su Mo, let's make an oath here. Three lives and three generations, always be by your side."

"I, Gu Tingchen. I swear here that I will stay with you for three lives and three lives until I grow old. Three lives will not be changed."

"I, Su Mo. I swear here that I will stay with you for three lives and three lives. I will never change for three lives."

"Su Mo, I, Gu Tingchen, would like not to marry you in this life, and not to marry others if you become a woman in the next life. If you can get high school in this trip, I will promise you glory. Do you trust me?"

"Ting Gang... I believe in you."

……

It's not that there are no Sansheng Stones in the underworld, but it's not in front of the Naihe Bridge, but at the source of the River of Forgetfulness.The Three Lives Stone is full of the names of the people who lead the marriage, but there are only the names of Su Mo and Gu Tingchen.The covenant of three lives and three generations has never been fulfilled.

Turning to think of the most important thing of chasing to the underworld, Su Mo ran towards the Naihe Bridge, breaking a lot of fiery red flowers along the way.

Pushing aside the dead souls all the way, Su Mo panted and confirmed with faces.

The moment he turned around, he saw that Xie Zihuan had already drank the red soup and handed the bowl back to Po Meng.

Su Mo shouted, "Xie Zihuan."

"Su... Mo." Xie Zihuan stood quietly on the Naihe Bridge in a blue-gray Taoist robe, softly whispering Su Mo's name in front of the bridge.Facing Su Mo, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, as if seeing such a fairy-like appearance for the first time.

"If there is a destiny, we will meet again in the next life. After drinking the soup, don't miss the time." Granny Meng still had the old voice, urging Xie Zihuan to walk down the Naihe Bridge at a leisurely pace.

"Mother-in-law, can you give him a word for me?"

"Who?"

"The person in front of the bridge." Xie Zihuan looked at Su Mo, who had already stepped onto the Naihe Bridge.

"What?"

"Let him die."

"Write it down, you can go to reincarnation with peace of mind."

"Thank you, mother-in-law." Xie Zihuan took one more look at Su Mo, then turned and walked out of the Naihe Bridge. When Su Mo ran to the middle of the bridge, he was nowhere to be seen.

"Mother-in-law." Su Mo panted and looked at the other side of Naihe Bridge.

"Su Mo, have you forgotten what you promised me that day?"

"Grandma, I..."

"The old man reminded you to come back to drink the soup on the last day, did you forget?" After saying this, Granny Meng's expression never changed.

"sorry."

"Su Mo, you shouldn't be obsessed. Now that you are no longer an ordinary ghost, how can you continue to survive?"

"I never thought about it. I only know that I was waiting for someone who shouldn't be waiting."

Meng Po sighed, "Oh...that man left a message for you."

Su Mo was surprised, "What did you say?"

"He said to let you go to the death. But you don't know that you can't go to the road to the death now."

"Su Mo looks like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive 9000 years." Su Mo looked down at Naihe, and the water in Wangchuan was dark red. Bana flower.

"I'm just making soup in front of the Naihe Bridge, so I can't control you. The soup is getting redder and redder. Go to the source of the river and pick some flowers on the other side." Those flowers can escape the pursuit of ghosts for a while, these words But Po Meng didn't say anything.

"it is good."

……

Su Mo was holding the bouquet of red and white flowers.The same flower type, the same taste, but the color is not the same, but even the name of the flower is completely different.The scent of ink on her body was replaced by the scent of flowers.Pinning the bouquet of flowers to his waist, Su Mo avoided the ghost.Standing at the gate of hell, he glanced at the corner of the underworld and did not stop there.

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