"Cold... Month"

- Leng Yue heard an extremely faint voice, and Xinghai woke up.

"Xinghai, I'm here, I'm here, how are you?" Leng Yue asked as she looked eagerly at the person on the bed.

"You.. One.. Guarding here?" Xinghai said with all his might.

"Xinghai, I'm fine, you..." Before Leng Yue finished speaking, Xinghai spit out a mouthful of blood, and his originally pale face was even more pale and transparent, and he fell asleep again.

"Xinghai, Xinghai, Xinghai!" no matter how Leng Yue shouted, there was no response.

Leng Yue hurriedly went to find her mother-in-law, "Mother-in-law, Xinghai he... Go check it out!"

The mother-in-law came to the house, probed Xinghai's pulse, shook her head, and said, "I'm afraid this kid won't be able to survive tonight." ”

Leng Yue seemed to have been drained of her soul, her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, she sat next to Xinghai and said, "Mother-in-law, I want to be alone with Xinghai for a while, please excuse me..."

When the mother-in-law heard this, she went out.

"Xinghai, what else can I do? What else can I do to keep you, you speak, you speak!!Didn't you promise me that I would get revenge, you and my brothers wandered the world, regardless of the world, how could you leave like this, it's all my fault, I hurt you" Leng Yue broke down and cried.

"Big brother.. No, don't be sad, it's my blessing to have the honor to meet you and become brothers in this life, I, I have no regrets in this life!" Xinghai said intermittently with his eyes half-open.

"Xinghai" Leng Yue looked at the person in front of him, weak as a gust of wind.

"Big brother, you must live well, live out my share, Yunyuan City is very beautiful, after I die, bury me on the mountain where you can see the City Lord's Mansion, so that I can always watch you" After saying that, the hand that was just raised fell in an instant.

- Xinghai is dead.

Leng Yue was at a loss for a while, staring blankly, motionless, expressionless, without any sound, only overnight, covered with frost hair, refusing to bury Xinghai, just wanting to guard him, keep guarding, even if it was just a corpse.

Three days have passed, and Leng Yue has been like this, not eating, drinking, sleeping, not going anywhere, just staying by the bedside. Seeing this, the mother-in-law was afraid that if this continued, Leng Yue's life would not be guaranteed. So he walked into the room and said softly, "Child, Xinghai is dead, and he will not be buried, his body is rotten, and his soul is uneasy."

Seeing that Leng Yue was silent, he said again, "Do you want him to die in vain, he has been in danger several times, regardless of the fear of his life, just hoping that you can live, you are like this, don't you live up to him?"

"Mother-in-law, people have souls, right?" Leng Yue's face was expressionless, and her voice was cold and terrifying

"Yes, everyone has obsessions, and after death, if they do not enter reincarnation, they will become lonely souls and wild ghosts, wandering in the world, guarding their most important people. The mother-in-law replied sadly.

Leng Yue seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and her eyes suddenly regained their light, "Mother-in-law, I want to take Xinghai back to Yunyuan City"

"Okay! I'll help you prepare!"

At night, Leng Yue carried Xinghai into the coffin and said to him, "Xinghai, I'll take you home"

Just as she was about to drive away, her mother-in-law grabbed Leng Yue and said with a serious face, "Leng Yue, there will be a reunion day when you leave, take care! ”

Leng Yue was just about to ask, but her mother-in-law said again, "Fate comes and goes, after several separations, fate is destined, and it conforms to nature." Let's go."

Saying goodbye to her mother-in-law, along the way, Leng Yue kept thinking about what her mother-in-law said, will Xinghai and I see each other again?

When he was a child, he was in Yunyuan City

"The city gate is under martial law, everyone guards the city gate, and welcome the young city lord back to the city!" shouted a fierce general.

"How did the general know that the city lord had returned to the city today?" asked a young general.

"Today, I received a message from the flying pigeon, and the Dao City Lord returned to the city with the body of the righteous brother, so that we can answer here. ”

Soon, Leng Yue drove the carriage to the Yunyuan City Gate.

"Subordinates welcome the city lord back to the city!"

"Subordinates welcome the city lord back to the city!"

Many generals fell to their knees and shouted.

"You all get up," Leng Yue said, stopping

"Come on, the City Lord's Mansion is facing that mountain, does anyone know?" Leng Yue asked

"City Lord, that's Yuncui Mountain, it is rumored that there were immortals cultivating on the mountain, and the old city lord gave him a name when he was alive."

"Order someone to go and find an excellent place, and bury the sea of stars with the burial system of the city lord, there must be no mistake. ”

"Yes, my subordinates have orders!"

——When Leng Yue returned to the City Lord's Mansion, she always felt that every scene was in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

Today is the seventh day of Xinghai's death, which is commonly known as the "first seven". After death, the soul leaves the body and wanders around before the first seven, and as soon as the first seven days pass, a messenger of the dead will take him on the road. After a while, drink Meng Po soup, enter reincarnation, and write off the past.

Seven days ago, Xinghai's soul did not go far, but just wandered near Yunyuan City, looking at the city lord's mansion from afar, and as the days passed, Xinghai's soul became more and more uneasy, because today the messenger of the dead was coming to lead him on the road. He wanted to see the man again.

Drifting to the city lord's mansion, he saw Leng Yue writing something in front of the table, and took a closer look, "I don't see you every day, when will heaven and man return forever"

I wanted to see him again, and the messenger of the dead appeared beside him, "Let's go, we must say goodbye!"

The dark Lethe River, the white air of light gauze and mist shrouded the Lethe River, and the black river began to disperse little by little, like a movie clip, which was everyone's past and present lives.

Xinghai looked at the Lechuan River with empty eyes, and the scenes reflected the time when the master accompanied him, the experience of the cold moon, the strange mother-in-law, and the beautiful scenery in the city.

"The front is the Nai He Bridge, cross the Lethe River to scatter the past life and this life, and forget the past of the red dust, if you can't let go of the obsession, the Lethe River can't cross you" The voice of the messenger of the past said without waves.

- If the soul can cry, I am afraid that these deceased people will tremble and forget the river.

Xinghai asked in a low voice, "I don't enter reincarnation, and I don't want to forget my past and present lives, can I not pass this bridge?"

"I sent away one soul after another, and brought them back one by one from the mortal world, just like reincarnation, endless, endless, if you want to stay, if you don't enter reincarnation, you will have to suffer from thunder and tribulation every day, like the pain of ten thousand arrows, endless. The messenger of the dead said expressionlessly.

"As long as I can see him every day, see him live a safe life, and when he dies, I will enter the reincarnation with him again."

"If you don't die for three years, you will become a lonely ghost, and you will never be able to live until your soul is gone. And the person you are waiting for will not necessarily come, if he has no obsession, he will not be able to stay on the bank of this Lethe River like you, and go straight to samsara, you will not meet. The messenger of the dead no longer looked at him, and said lightly.

"Xinghai has no regrets, please fulfill the messenger, I believe he will come"

The messenger of the dead left, leaving Xinghai on the bank of the Lechuan River, an ordinary white arch bridge, no extra decoration, only two people are more wide, there is darkness under the bridge, nothing, Xinghai looked at the Nai He Bridge and couldn't help but sigh, "I hope so much, I can wait for you, I hope I can't wait for you, this is the Nai He Bridge!"

Time and years are still stopping in Lethe, day after day, Xinghai has to go through the thunder three times a day, and the pain in the heart continues, even so, every day from the mirror of the afterlife, looking at the little bit of the cold moon, he is very happy, in fact, he doesn't know, what the soul of the mirror sees is just the illusion he wants.

The messenger of the dead extradited souls from here every day, and every day he looked at the sea of stars covered with scars, but he was smiling like a flower and looking forward to it, so he didn't tell the mystery of this mirror of the afterlife.