"I ...... It's just a little soul crosser. ”

He Bo snorted slightly.

Soul Walker?

He was stunned.

Of course, she also knew that such a ghost existed.

Coincidentally, Zhiqian has cooperated with the underworld for nearly a thousand years, except for a little poor ghost with a small official position, most of the other ghost officials have a bottom in their hearts.

A few bottomless people, such as Hebo, have also heard of the official name.

As a soul crosser, Hebo is actually very special in the Netherworld.

Because this official position did not exist 600 years ago.

In the traditional bureaucratic system of the underworld, there is no official name of "soul crosser".

The reason for this is actually simple.

When the underworld had not disappeared back then, the power traveled everywhere, and he was not afraid of a Lethe River, which was not a big river, and there was no need for the soul crosser to exist.

After the disappearance of the underworld, the Lethe River has become a small river and a large river, and there is no edge in sight.

And the Lechuan River floods all year round, and ghosts who have the ability to cross the river, such as Zhixuan, have no interest at all, have nothing to do, and stay on the river to cross the soul.

Those who are incapable of crossing it can't cross it, so they can only be a member of the turbulent river, eyeing the soul who dares to cross the river.

In this way, the bosses of the Yin Division gradually ignored the fact that the Lechuan River needed a soul crosser.

If it weren't for the ghost six hundred years ago, that is, the later soul crosser Hebo, because he didn't want to be reincarnated into the river, he just didn't merge with the river like his predecessors, so that Yin Si would pay attention.

I think that the Lechuan River is still a little cabbage that no one cares about to this day.

Although he Bo's feat was not seen with his own eyes, he also heard Meng Po, who was in office at the time, mention it.

"Then why can't Wang Ba Lizi think so much about going to the Forgotten River, is the soup boiled by my aunt and grandmother so unpalatable?"

Meng Po's original words said so, and it was a joke for a while.

Isn't?

I'd rather throw myself into the river than drink Meng Po soup, I don't know and think that the soup boiled by Meng Po is too difficult to swallow.

No wonder Meng Po was angry.

In addition to the part that everyone knows, the deacon also knows that the reason why the soul crosser can become the soul crosser is actually the judge's handiwork.

Originally, a dead soul recklessly rushed into the Lechuan River and shattered his memory, although Yin Si would not be condemned, but he would also be reincarnated according to the charter.

As a result, the judge didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he wrote a letter and arranged for such an official position as a soul crosser.

As for those words, Zhiqian also vaguely remembers some of them.

“...... Lethe river is the murderer, since ancient times, now there is a soul of the easy, can cross the river without being harmed, the minister thinks that he can set up a position, the soul of the person safe. ”

Judge Lu Min, who is literate in words.

Zhifei once helped him, and it just so happened that it was more than 600 years ago.

Xu is the judge has a reason with the soul who threw himself into the river, so he changed the Buddhist state of Mingzhe to protect his body, and wrote a book to earn a chance for the ghost.

During that time, the deacon and the judge were quite close, so naturally they knew such a thing, and she also asked.

"Why did you help him?"

At that time, the innkeeper dressed in white looked a little more lively than later, and when he didn't speak, he revealed a sense of grace and grace.

"This means that I know him, how can I see him? What if I just look at him and let him go?"

The judge raised his eyebrows to solve a matter on his mind, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and his face unconsciously showed relaxed emotions.

Zhiwan lifted the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, and smiled leisurely: "How can you kid have so much leisure, if you say that there are some possibilities in ordinary times, but ...... Haven't you been busy with your good business lately?"

In the second half of the sentence, the expression on her face was a little ridiculous.

is busy with the wealth of his sweetheart, if it weren't for that ghost, where would the cold-hearted judge waste time to pay attention to.

The judge was not annoyed when he was right, he chuckled and took a sip of the silver wine glass, and said, "Lord Xue is aware of everything, and it is better to be ashamed of himself, so he will punish himself with a glass." ”

"Hey, you black-hearted judge, a sip is a self-punishment? It's so insincere, like me!"

As he spoke, he raised the flask in his hand and shook it.

The judge shook his head lightly: "It's insulting to Sven, adults are informal, I can't do it." ”

"Cut, literati are trouble. ”

The deacon scoffed at the judge's posture.

"What do you have to do with that ghost, is it convenient to say?"

The judge put down the wine glass and said, "A friend who has had several faces, he ...... is also a poor person trapped by love. ”

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

The innkeeper looked like he was listening to the posterity, cough, that is a model for the people who eat melons.

"The reason is very simple, his wife Xiang Xiaoyu died, he wanted to be a pair with him in the next life, and used a secret method, but the strange thing is that he didn't find his wife's soul in the underworld, so he didn't want to be reincarnated. ”

"I had a very close relationship with him in the yang world, and I checked it for him, but his wife did not come to the underworld at all, so she was not reincarnated. ”

"That is, he thinks his wife is still in the sun, so he has to wait for her to come?"

Zhiqian poured another sip of wine, and his posture was very chic.

continued: "If he can't wait, he won't be reincarnated, and would rather jump into the river than drink Meng Po soup?"

“...... Yes. ”

The judge sighed lightly, quite emotional.

He thought that if it were him, he would make a similar choice.

Zhiwan showed an indescribable expression: "Your friend...... Isn't it stupid?"

Seeing that the judge looked at him with a puzzled expression, the innkeeper put down the wine jug and supported his forehead: "He didn't know that the Lethe River would devour souls and memories?"

He ...... Maybe ......??"

The judge is not sure.

"If you know, he still jumps into it, and the feeling is that it's better to forget everything or simply forget the soul than to be reincarnated, right?"

"In case he doesn't know ......"

"Hey, I don't know if I'm still jumping inside, is he missing a heart?"

The innkeeper can't understand these two fools who are trapped in love, and they can't find the north when they meet love, and even the most basic judgment ability is lost.

Why bother?

What's the point of being so attached to the next life, and then to the next life?

Aren't you tired?

Isn't it enough to fulfill a lifetime of happiness?

If you have to make yourself a person, a ghost or a ghost, in the end, how much happiness can be left in your memory?

The boss who is used to watching life and death said that being too attached is not necessarily a good thing for the relationship, and sometimes it is even the opposite.

Letting go properly and keeping the beauty fresh forever is the best choice for human beings who have only lived for decades.

Thinking of this, the boss lifted the flask again and took a sip, and said vaguely: "You...... You kid too, you want to die and live for love, and you have lost the face of the Yin Judge......"

The judge was not annoyed at all, and drank with a smile.

"Love...... It's always hard to help people's affection, adults don't understand it now, and when they taste love in the future, I'm afraid they won't say that. ”