The life and death book system has a bug again

It withered within two days. Later, Shi Can reflected on himself, it should be because he poured the wine like water.

One night, he fell asleep in a drowsy sleep, and suddenly remembered a big event. Will Xichi still be allergic to Bana flowers when he comes out of hell again?He heard that the other side flowers in the language of the people were blooming enthusiastically at the entrance of the first hall. He pondered for a few seconds. In the dead of night, he silently shoveled the garden with a hoe, and finally put up a sign prohibiting planting. Merit and fame.Master Hei Wuchang dared not speak out, and as revenge, he stole the food bowls of his dog grandchildren the next night.

In the fifth year after Xichi left, Black and White Wuchang also left.

That day, an old man came to the underworld. His gray hair was combed into a neat bun, and he was wearing a simple and elegant cheongsam. He could vaguely see his youthful appearance. He must be a great beauty.

Bai Wuchang picked her up personally, and sent her slowly up the Naihe Bridge step by step.

"Sir, have we met?" The old man had few wrinkles on his face, and his eyes were watery.

Xing Lin stared at her with extremely gentle eyes, only slightly shaking her head.

They said that it was Xinglin's former lover who died unexpectedly on their wedding night.

They said that the murderer had been by Xing Lin's side for 500 years.

Shi Can opened the book of life and death, and saw the whole story clearly.

The 500-year deadline has come, and it's time for Black and White Wuchang to be reincarnated as a human being.

Beside the Naihe Bridge, they drank Mengpo soup together.

"Xinglin, I wish you all the best in your next life, and I also hope that you and your sweetheart will grow old together in six lifetimes. What about you, what is your wish?"

"Then I hope that in the next life, we won't meet."

Wen Renyu's eyes were lost for a moment, and after a long time, he swallowed bitterness, picked up the dilapidated porcelain bowl, and said in his usual disdainful and affectionate tone: "Xing Lin, there will be no future."

They looked at each other with a smile, and drank it all in one gulp. They all said that Meng Po Tang was bitter. It turned out that it was really bitter to the bone.

The door of reincarnation has been opened, and after many years, everyone will enter the river of forgetfulness.

Five hundred years of impermanence, I get my luck, but not my fate.

Hearing people's words go and come back, he made a shallow bow to them: "Thank you very much."

Shi Can led him to the [-]th floor of hell, and finally gave him something: "This is the thread of love left by Xing Lin."

"He said that he was afraid that he would not meet you in his next life."

"Go through it, and go to him cleanly in 100 years."

A few days later, two new Wuchang adults took office in the underworld. They are a pair of seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys. They chase and fight and are full of novelty in everything, just like themselves when they came here on the first day.

He sat on the high threshold of the first hall, and it was here that he saw Xichi for the first time, he kicked him hard, and was haunted by the skinless ghost, making him half-dead from nausea.Not a good memory, but he suddenly smiled.

The wooden sign prohibiting planting was still standing tremblingly outside the fence. It was painted by a kid and there was a curse word engraved by Wen Renyu.

Winter is here again.

"It's Chinese New Year." The judge put the case table in front of the hall, "This year it's just you and me again."

Shi Can added a piece of silver charcoal to the red clay stove, and set the rice wine to burn slowly.

The judge pushed his glasses and looked at the fireworks in the distance with emotion: "It must be those two little Wuchang's firecrackers. It has been so many years, and they are still so childish!"

Shi Can smiled and picked up a peanut.

Lucy sent her husband to bring over two plates of dumplings. Now that she is pregnant with Liujia, her days are happy.

"Yo, there's no vinegar for us." The judge stood up slowly, "I'll go to the kitchen and pour out two dishes."

Something fell on the eyelashes.

Shi Can stretched out his hand to brush, but he didn't catch it. There was only a drop of water on his fingertips, and he looked up.

Snowing.

Since Xichi left, it has never snowed again.

How long, too long.

He has almost lost his memory.

Shi Can poured a glass of warm wine, held the wine glass and walked down the stone steps. The snow was rushing and rushing, but in the blink of an eye, a layer of hoarfrost hung on the ground.

He took a sip of the wine, scalding from his tongue to his throat, and then to his heart.

It's too hot.

It hurts so much.

Why is it so painful.

It was cold and painful when the new wind blew on his face, he wiped it casually, the back of his hand was wet.

Why are you still crying?

The silver string was protruding from the cuff. He turned over his wrist and lowered his eyes, staring at the two empty silver bells in a daze.

Ding--

Shi Can was stunned.

He had such hallucinations more than once, but this time it was more real than ever.

He heard footsteps coming from the front, but his eyes were covered with mist, and the picture became so blurred.

The footsteps were approaching, slower and clearer.

The sound stopped two meters away.

Shi Can blinked, and two tears rolled down.

His vision suddenly became very clear. He saw the black Martin boots first, and then his straight and slender legs.

He didn't dare to move his gaze upwards, for fear that everything was just a dream.

The snow was getting heavier, and he was like a snowman, not daring to move.

The footsteps sounded again, creaking.

He was very dull, only seeing that figure getting bigger and bigger in his narrow vision, and before he could react, it had crashed into a strong and familiar chest.

He was hugged round and round, and fled in all directions rationally.

The legs also became weak.

A firecracker suddenly exploded in his ear, and he was so frightened that he came back to his senses, and then he heard a soft laughter coming from his ear.

"Hey, who are you!" Tired of playing, Black and White Wuchang ran over smelling the smell of wine, stood not far away with his waist in his arms, pointed at the stranger and issued an ultimatum, "How can you hug our Master Day God, you Who the hell is that?"

"Me?" The voice at the top laughed and drew a long tail, "I am the husband of your Lord Dayujin!"

He lowered his head, sniffed his hair, and teased him maliciously.

"Ah Chan, don't you think so?"

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72. Extra Story [-]: Impermanence in Black and White

◎Hell is endless, and people's words are finally heard◎

Xinglin picked up a man on the way up the mountain to collect herbs. He was lying on the ground covered in blood under the moonlight that had not yet faded, several bones were broken, and he was hanging there half-breathed, dying.

It took him half a month to rescue him. The young man had a clean face, but his eyes were full of evil.He said his name was Ah Qi because he was the seventh among his brothers.

It was only later that Xing Lin realized that the brother he was talking about was just a killer who licked blood like him.

The development of the story is unbearably vulgar, but the man and woman in the storybook have now been replaced with things with handles.

The two who got along day and night had a secret love affair, but neither of them spoke.

In that era, it was not only immoral for a man to be friendly with a man, it was simply a scourge that was more avoidable than plague and malaria.

It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself.

Ah Qi asked him if he would like to go far away with him, Xing Lin hesitated and shook her head, pursing her lips and daring not to look at him.

"My parents and elder brothers are all here, how do you ask me to go with you?"

"You're right, you're right!" Ah Qi grabbed his wrist excitedly, put it on his lips and kissed it, "I'll take care of everything when I go back this time, I won't live like that again , will you wait for me?"

Xinglin couldn't say "good", but Ah Qi didn't care, "You must wait for me, I'll be back soon."

But his so-called fast was half a year long.

How can I be separated from the entangled life without experiencing some painful pains.Ah Qi desperately left the organization, but when he went back to find Xing Lin, he had disappeared.

They moved with their families, and they don't know where they went.

When Ah Qi found him, it was Xing Lin's day of great joy.

Above the wedding hall, the house is full of guests, beauties are by the side, and the shadows of candles are red.

"They forced you?" Ah Qihong asked him with eyes.

"No, never." At that time, Xing Lin was far less sophisticated than later, he was in a state of confusion, and he was even more afraid that the other party would say something that would embarrass him, but it was his hesitant attitude that completely angered Ah Qi.

Ah Qi drew out his long sword and slaughtered the whole family.

The bride was lying in a pool of blood, and Xipa raised a corner, revealing her delicate face.

"Xing Lin, they are all dead." Ah Qi hugged him, "There will be no more gossip, no one will disturb us anymore."

"You lunatic." Xing Lin pushed him away, grabbed the bloody sword, "I'll kill you!!"

Ah Qi didn't hide.

He just stared at him sadly: "don't you like me?"

Xing Lin was so distraught that she finally wiped her neck with that sword.

It stands to reason that a person who commits suicide cannot enter a ghost city and cannot be reincarnated. Xinglin still has decades of life left in the book of life and death, but he saved lives and healed the wounded before he was alive. , the first palace lord extrajudicially showed mercy, and never drove him to the Hundred Ghost Forest.

"Where are the relatives and friends in the hall?" Xing Lin asked.

Shen Zhi flipped through the book of life and death, and said, "They have all been reincarnated, so there is no need to worry about them."

"Where's Ah Yan?" Xing Lin asked his new wife.

"Poor man." Shen Zhi hesitated to speak.

"My lord," Xinglin said, "Can I transfer my merits to Ah Yan? I'm sorry for her. No matter how many lives I will live in the future, I am willing to suffer. I only hope that Ah Yan will live a smooth and healthy life, and that everyone I meet will be a good person." .”

Shen Zhi raised his eyelids: "It's a kind of love."

Xing Lin lowered her head and asked hoarsely, "Where is Ah Qi? He..."

"Eighteen levels of hell are waiting." Shen Zhi was a little impatient, "You committed a lot of evil at a young age, and you will never be reborn forever."

Xinglin's heart ached suddenly, he knelt down on the ground, and begged: "My lord, is my merit enough to save Ah Qi once? I...I can't bear to..."

Shen Zhi lifted from the book of life and death