Twelve o'clock in Tiangong

The underworld of ghosts.

"How did you raise them?" Judge Cui Yu also had doubts about this matter.Even the God of Heaven was puzzled.

Cui Yu pushed away the document in front of him, and asked King Yama.

"Hehe, it's very simple. Do you know the legends about the impermanence of black and white?" King Yama said.

"I've heard about it." I've heard about those rumors that Cui Yu was a human being in the world.Because people cannot see the impermanence of black and white, many legends have been written.

"That's how they grew up." King Yama replied with a smile.

"Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an, these two names are really not suitable for them." Cui Yuyan said.

There are rumors in the world that the black and white of the underworld seduce the soul, but they don't know that it is the soul guard.The human world worships the gods above the heavenly palace and makes offerings to the gods, but the underworld is regarded as the existence of death and inauspiciousness.Between the two, the underworld and the heavenly palace face each other far away, one in the sky and the other in the underground.The mansion of ghosts is feared by people in the world, and the palace of heaven is respected by the world.But they don't know that as human beings, they do more in the underworld than in the heavenly palace.

However, the Heavenly Palace has nothing to do with death, but the Underworld has something to do with life.Who is not afraid of death?It also gave rise to many theories of ghost houses:

Hades, Judges, Impermanence, Meng Po, Demons and Monsters, Bull Head and Horse Face.

For people in the world, they are really unlucky, they can only appear when they die.It is rumored that he has an ugly appearance and an ugly heart.

"Just like you, they went to the human world. They just don't have the memory of that time. When they realize that they are grown up, they will be young yesterday." King Yama said.

"Haha, wouldn't it be angry if the Emperor of Heaven found out?" Cui Yu laughed.

King Yama just smiled lightly.

In the world, Hei Wuchang was lying on the tree basking in the sun, holding the "Yizhilu" he found from the world, and he watched it quietly and interestingly. The king of Yama was portrayed so viciously, and Po Meng was depicted as an old woman who cooks soup. And I and Bai Wuchang are not much better.Looking at these Heiwuchang wanted to laugh out loud, but when seeing Judge Cui's depiction, Heiwuchang just wanted to burn this "Strange Records".Why is Cui Yu's image in the world higher than theirs?Obviously this fox-like Cui Yu is the most annoying, but he is portrayed so well in the world.

"Broken book!" Hei Wuchang casually threw away the book in his hand, closed his eyes and fell asleep.This sunny world is really beautiful, not as cold as the underworld, and not as warm as the Heavenly Palace for thousands of years.This world with four distinct seasons is Hei Wuchang's favorite.At this time, the world is already in spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom. When thinking of peach blossoms, Hei Wuchang will think of King Yama who loves peach blossoms as much as the emperor of heaven.

Once, King Yama tried to transplant and plant the peach blossoms in the underworld, but in this underworld, whatever is planted will die.Nothing can grow.Only the endless peach garden in Tiangong is the most beautiful. When the peach blossoms bloom, the whole Tiangong will be filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"This hell is the heart of King Yan Luo."

This is what Cui Yu said.These words made Hei Wuchang feel strangely uncomfortable.

"Is there a heart that doesn't grow alive?" Hei Wuchang muttered to himself.

Only when the underworld after a thousand years was filled with endless manjusawa flowers blooming on the wilderness of the lower reaches of the Nai River in response to King Yama's sorrow, Hei Wuchang knew why everything was planted and everything died in this underworld.

That day, the whole hell was moved, and those little ghosts and lonely souls cried together.Meng Po stood on the wasteland and shed tears quietly when she watched the weedy wilderness was replaced by Manzhushahua for an instant.

Black and White Impermanence likes Yama, not only because of Yama's kindness but also because of his gentleness.This gentle man makes people feel at ease and at ease.If you don't pay attention, you will almost ignore the elegant sadness emanating from him.It was such a gentle man who brought up black and white impermanence.

For Cui Yu, Hei Wuchang only wanted to teach him a lesson. From the beginning of his memory, Cui Yu took pleasure in torturing and teasing him and Bai Wuchang. Black and white Wuchang was painful, but he laughed comfortably.

At that time, Cui Yu was bright and cheerful, but when he got sick, his face was pale and he coughed up blood constantly.In the end, when the body finally couldn't hold on, it went to the human world and was reborn in the Tang Dynasty, and then returned to the underworld.

Hei Wuchang once asked Cui Yu about his and Bai Wuchang's backgrounds, but Cui Yu patted his head:

"It's a secret."

So Hei Wuchang never asked again, and the weak Bai Wuchang hid in Yama's arms and fell asleep like a fool.

There are some things that Hei Wuchang understands, if you shouldn't know, don't ask any more, if you ask, it is a "sin".Even though he gritted his teeth against Cui Yu, he would never forget everything Cui Yu taught him. Cui Yu told him that Bai Wuchang was his brother, and he must protect this kind-hearted brother in the future.Protect his goodness, protect his purity.Don't let him become a god, otherwise, everyone will lose him.

In such warm weather, as if in the warm embrace between heaven and earth, this feeling is familiar.So warm, so reassuring, but I can't remember when it happened.

"Huh?" Hei Wuchang opened his eyes and looked at the clear sky through the branches.White feathers floated in the bright and clear sky, very soft and beautiful.

"This is... the feather of a monster?" Hei Wuchang was not sure.This is like a monster's feather, but it doesn't have the monster's aura like the monster's feather, but has the holy aura of the heavenly palace.

"What's going to fall?" Heiwuchang looked at the figure falling straight from the sky, falling straight towards him.Hei Wuchang had to leap up to avoid being smashed by the man who fell from the sky.

Heiwuchang leaped up to catch the person who fell from the sky and put him gently among the grass.

"This is... a monster?" Hei Wuchang looked at the unconscious and bleeding "monster".That "monster" had six wings and a head of blond hair, which covered his face so that Hei Wuchang couldn't know what he looked like.Hei Wu used his hands to push back the "monster"'s blond hair, and he was stunned for a moment.

"What a nice view……"

He thought that King Yama was the most beautiful person in the world, but he never thought that there was someone as beautiful as King Yama.

"This...isn't a monster. It's... an angel of the West." Hei Wuchang stroked his chin and thought that such profound facial features were exactly the same as those described by King Yama, who had seen the angel of the West with his own eyes.The western angels are like the gods in the heavenly palace, and the western demon world is like the eastern ghost palace.

According to rumors, this western angel is a bit genderless, but it can be transformed by love, and it is like a merman in the eastern deep sea.Seraphs are bisexual.I have never seen this western angel with my own eyes, but I had imagined it when King Yan Luo said it, but I didn't expect that the difference in this imagination would be quite big.

Hei Wuchang conveniently rescued this western angel of unknown gender.

A hundred years later, groups of western angels will be seen flying over the eastern sky from time to time, leaving behind a piece of snow-white feathers.At that time, it was no surprise to see this western angel again.

Thousands of years later, on the Tokyo Tower in 2012 A.D., Heiwuchang and Nezha were drinking on the Tokyo Tower in the middle of the night. When they met the angel he molested again, Heiwuchang had already forgotten that he had saved Such an angel of unknown gender.When the angel peeping Heiwuchang and Nezha on the Tokyo Tower was found, he was frightened and fled, leaving behind a white feather.Since then, Hei Wuchang has never seen that angel again.

Black impermanence is no better than white impermanence.Hei Wuchang is indifferent and doesn't like to meddle in other people's business.But if they run into each other, they will still intervene.

Heiwuchang didn't move the western angel, just put him on the grass, and healed him with the power of ghosts and gods.Finally, he lay back on the tree to bask in the sun and sleep soundly.

"Ah - help!" Hei Wuchang was awakened by Bai Wuchang's cry.What I saw was an angel with a very pale face dripping with cold sweat and holding a sword against Bai Wuchang's neck.The angel was weak and crumbling.

"Let go of him, or I'll pull out your feathers! Cut off your wings!" Hei Wuchang said indifferently.He didn't believe that this wounded angel could hurt Bai Wuchang, it must be that when Bai Wuchang came looking for him, he was nosy when he saw someone was injured.

"Hei Wuchang." Bai Wuchang had a bitter face.

"This is the price of being nosy." Hei Wuchang didn't seem to plan to make a move.

"You... you move the sword away. I... I just saw you bleeding and wanted to bandage you up." Bai Wuchang laughed dryly.

"Who are you...!" The angel said stiffly and coldly, saying one more sentence made the pain worse.

"We won't hurt you, don't worry. We are all good people, we are the black and white impermanence of the underworld, we will not hurt anyone. You are a monster, you are seriously injured. If you don't heal your wounds, you will die." Bai Impermanence.Hei Wuchang sat on the tree with his chin propped to see how Bai Wuchang could win the trust of this seemingly stubborn angel.

After a long silence, the sword did not leave Bai Wuchang's neck.After the angel digested what Bai Wuchang said, he understood what Bai Wuchang meant.The gods of the east and the ghosts of the underworld have heard about it, but they were chased so far and wanted to pass through the sky over the east, but they didn't expect to fall down.

After understanding what Bai Wuchang said, the western angel slowly moved the sword away from Bai Wuchang's neck. He almost fell to the ground, but could only half-kneel on the ground with the sword inserted into the ground to support himself, gasping for breath and sweating.

"Six white wings. I have never seen a monster with six wings, and it is so beautiful." Bai Wuchang sighed.

"Hei Wuchang, save this monster." Bai Wuchang said.

"Save him? Why?" Hei Wuchang said coldly.

The western angel heard Hei Wuchang's words and looked up at Hei Wuchang only to find that the black and white Wuchang looked exactly the same.They are twins, but only the hair color and eyes are different.The skin color is also a bit off, and the black-haired impermanent smile is very unpleasant.The aura emanating from this black and white impermanence is also different, and the black impermanence is more dangerous.

This is the judgment of the angel of the west.

That dark-haired man is dangerous.

"Hei Wuchang, you are smarter than me. I checked it just now, and besides the external injury, it is an internal injury. I don't know what internal injury he suffered. If you know it, you will be able to save him." Bai Wuchang said to Hei Wuchang.

"I won't save." Heiwuchang said indifferently.

He had seen that the angel's injury was not understood by them as eastern ghosts and gods. If Heiwuchang guessed correctly, the thing that was bumping and rolling in the angel's body should be something called "magic".Just like the oriental fairy art.

How can Hei Wuchang, who is an oriental ghost, unravel this thing?

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