Chapter 247 More than a hundred years ago, the ancient capital of Jinling
The moment I heard this.
Xia Shisanniang was at a loss.
To see your own afterlife?
Is this kind of thing possible in the world?
But Chu Lingxiao's next sentence made Xia Sanniang's eyes full of disbelief.
"If you want to see it, I will take you to see it, and after that, all the doubts in your heart will be solved one by one. ”
Can it really be?
Can she really see her afterlife?
Suddenly.
Xia Shisanniang, with that cold face, lost her mind, stood on the top of Mount Tai, and was silent for a long time.
She understood.
She is already a person who should have been dead for hundreds of years, and she does not belong to this era at all, she, as well as those ancient celebrities, and even emperors, if there is no man in front of her, how can she live for another life.
But even if she knew that it was Chu Lingxiao who resurrected her, she couldn't believe that she could still let herself see the afterlife.
But in the afterlife, she did.
Or is it yourself......
Chu Lingxiao said lightly:
"Have you figured it out?"
Xia Sanniang and Liu Ruying, in this matter, Chu Lingxiao also wanted to know if two similar people would be able to find what he wanted when two similar people appeared in the same era.
Even though.
He's done it countless times......
All of a sudden.
Xia Sanniang raised her head, her face was firm, and nodded.
"If there is an afterlife, I want to see it, I want to see what I will be like in the next life. ”
"Okay, then come with me. ”
As soon as the words fell.
Xia Sanniang's eyes suddenly turned, and she appeared on a dark, ancient road, surrounded by a deep area, and countless wooden bridges, standing on a yellow and heavy river.
Look at it all.
Xia Sanniang's beautiful eyes trembled, a slight fear appeared in her heart, and she hurriedly looked ahead, and when she saw Chu Lingxiao in front of her, she couldn't help but breathe a deep sigh of relief.
This one way.
It seems that there is no end at all.
There was a stabbing sound of running water in her ears, with an eerie and terrifying aura, Xia Sanniang, who couldn't help but be frightened again, hurriedly quickened her pace.
But within a few seconds of walking briskly, she bumped into Chu Lingxiao all of a sudden, and immediately she blushed and lowered her head.
"Gong ...... Childe, what kind of place is this? ”
In addition to the chilling, eerie sound of running water.
There were only two people step by step, towards the front, the sound of footsteps on the ground.
Chu Lingxiao put his hands behind his back.
It seems that he has been here countless times, his expression is calm, and he said lightly:
"In the words of mortals, you can call this place the underworld, and the bridge you see is the Huangquan Naihe Bridge where people are reincarnated. ”
Xia Sanniang's heart tightened.
No more talking.
This deep road is very long, but gradually a glimmer of light appeared in front of her, and as Xia Shisanniang got closer and closer, the light in front of her suddenly became extremely dazzling, making her eyes almost unable to open.
She closed her eyes.
With her own feelings, she walked all the way, and after walking like this for half an hour, suddenly she smelled a very strong fragrance of flowers, and there was also the sound of birds chirping in her ears.
The next moment.
Xia Shisanniang opened her eyes, but accidentally, she hit Chu Lingxiao's back again, this time, Xia Shisanniang, who was hit, had a little pain in her head, looked at Chu Lingxiao, and rubbed her head with grievances on her face.
Then.
When she saw everything around her, Xia Sanniang's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, her thin lips opened slightly, and her face was full of incredulity.
"It's ......"
Everything around us has changed,
The house, the building, the breath.
Although it is not as simple as the era she used to be, since she returned from resurrection, she has also read a lot of books about her time, what kind of world is the world hundreds of years later, even if it is a little difficult to understand, but I can vaguely recognize that this is the world a hundred years ago.
Over here......
Is this the world she lives in?
She wasn't supposed to live until now, but she was resurrected in the present world, but now she has come here from the world a hundred years after her next life.
This moment.
Xia Shisanniang, her eyes were slightly in a trance, her face was full of distraction, her heart was full of complexity, looking at the ancient city filled with gunpowder below.
Muttered:
"What kind of ...... is my afterlife?"
Chu Lingxiao stood on the cliff with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm, looking at the world below.
There was no trace of confusion in his gaze.
There is only a faint trace of memory.
Only those who have experienced the vicissitudes of the world know that it is a kind of desolate sigh.
Now the cliff on which he stood.
It is Mochizuki Cliff.
And the world below.
It was the ancient capital of Jinling a hundred years ago!
"Go down, your afterlife, you should be thirteen years old by now. Chu Lingxiao said lightly.
For Liu Ruying.
He once wanted to teach a set of imperial methods, but among mortals, there were too few people like Liu Ruying, and he would rather want to be a mortal than a high immortal.
Xia Siniang suddenly felt a little apprehensive in her heart.
After all.
That's your own afterlife!
Who in this world can see their own afterlife......
On the cliffs.
The two figures flashed, and Chu Lingxiao took Liu Ruying to the door of a teahouse in the ancient capital of Jinling a hundred years ago.
The two had just appeared.
And then came the case.
Then I heard a harsh, shrill curse, full of meanness and disdain.
"You dead girl, get out of the old lady, you are not qualified to live in our teahouse if you ask for food on the street!"
I only saw a few expressionless big men, pushing a thin, shabby, and patched little girl from the teahouse to the side of the street.
This little girl's face is dirty, and her hair is a little messy, but there is a trace of aura in her eyes that ordinary people don't have.
The next moment.
I saw a middle-aged woman dressed in a charming manner, holding a red silk handkerchief in her hand, and her hands crossed her waist, walking out proudly.
Readily.
threw a piece of guqin made of wood next to the little girl, and the strings, which were not very strong, broke a few directly.
The middle-aged woman, however, looked at the little girl with a disdainful face, looked at the little girl with disgust, and waved her hand:
"Get out, our tea house, don't accept beggars to move in, get out!"
And the little girl who fell to the ground, suddenly her face was full of painful expressions, when she saw the broken strings, her eyes were instantly full of tears of grievance, but she gritted her teeth and stubbornly didn't let herself cry.
She didn't understand.
Why was he born an orphan, only accompanied by a tattered xylophone?
Obviously, the money I earned by working hard to sell songs on the street.
but in the mouth of the other party.
It was a begging ......
There are people coming and going on the street all around.
Chu Lingxiao was expressionless, still standing there quietly.
And Xia Sanniang, who couldn't bear it, hurriedly walked over, wanting to help the little girl up, but before her hand touched the other party, she was pushed away by the little girl with a stubborn face.
"Get out of the way, I don't need you to pity me!"
The next moment.
Under the sneering eyes of countless people, the little girl held the xylophone that fell to the ground and broke the strings, and ran away with all her might.
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