There are many gentle things in the world.

For example, a crisp and heart-warming sentence, a poem that makes people toss and turn.

For example, a person who is in grief looks up and suddenly sees clouds in the sky laughing.

For example, a girl thinks of a boy in her heart, and for example, a boy has a girl living in her heart.

Another example is the pair of eyes of the woman in front of her like water waves.

"Ziyou?"

It was a gentle woman, with a small white hand holding a red umbrella over their heads.

Green silk sideburns, peach skirt wrapping, delicate facial features carved on the elegant jade face, small mouth of vermilion cherry, small and delicate nose, long hair is tied up with a silver hairpin, the end is tied with a plain belt, a few strands of hair in front of the smooth forehead flutter in the breeze, quiet and elegant in a bit of playfulness and loveliness.

The person who carves gentleness into his bones, Yu Cong has only met one.

"Satoshi, you're awake. The gentleman was happy, and two delicate dimples were revealed on the goose egg face, so that people who did not drink could also be intoxicated.

"Ziyou...... Why are you ...... here?"

Yu Cong's voice was like a thin mosquito, his whole body was extremely weak, he couldn't even use his strength, his voice was full of doubts, this is the prison realm, it is the hell of the netherworld, how could this woman appear in such a dangerous place?

Empty!

Suddenly, a series of voices sounded in his soul, like the sharpest blade tearing through his body, and the hundreds of unjust souls attacked him again, and the infinite resentment eroded his soul, making him unbearable, holding his head and screaming in pain.

"Satoshi!"

Jun Ziyou grabbed his arm and exclaimed, "How can you have so many resentments?"

Thousands of curses were ringing, and Yu Cong's soul seemed to explode, and during this time, these unjust souls had become his shadow, a curse representing his sin.

"It's all my fault......"

Yu Cong gasped, his eyes dimmed, in fact, what the white-haired woman said was not wrong, these unjust souls did die because of him, if it weren't for his choice to hide, the white-haired woman wouldn't have killed them in order to force him out.

"No, no, they told me, so they didn't blame Cong. ”

The gentleman's nose was cocked, and his voice was raised a little by the urgency.

Yu Cong raised his eyes slightly, "Can you communicate with them?"

Junzi nodded heavily, "Mmmm, yes, although I don't know what happened, they asked me to thank Cong for being with them for so long and listening to their complaints." ”

"Then if that's the case, why am I in so much pain?"

Yu Cong smiled bitterly, thinking that the woman was comforting him, but in fact he had accepted this fact, or in fact, the woman's words still gave him comfort.

"Listening to other people's complaints is not an easy thing to do, and it is still so much. Some people have established ascetic paths in order to relieve the suffering of sentient beings, some people have gone to hell for tens of thousands of years to listen to the thoughts of sentient beings, and the Buddha has spent his life listening to the sufferings of the world. Let Cong feel painful, in this regard, they are also unintentional. ”

Jun Ziyou stretched out his hand to him, and the smile on his face made the world brighter and the time gentle.

Even if it's just this small world under the red umbrella, this time under the red umbrella, that's what she built for him.

Yu Cong gently put his hand on the leaf, and it felt very warm.

The gentleman pursed his lips lightly, looked into his eyes and smiled softly, she felt that his eyes were very good-looking, like two black gems, although not as eye-catching as the other bright existences, but the more you look at them, the more attractive they are, like two pools of quiet water, reflecting a curious mystery in the depth.

Squeak! Squeak!

Voices rang in Yu Cong's ears, different from what he had heard before.

Those voices are very light, very peaceful, very docile, very peaceful.

The flowers in the wind are singing, the shadows in the backlight are playing, and the old man of time is groaning.

In the dark, Yu Cong felt that someone was smiling at him, it was a kind smile, and it was not alone.

"They are spreading kindness to us, and Satoshi is going to pass kindness to them. ”

"Can you see that?"

Jun Ziyou nodded, put down the umbrella in his hand, and pointed onion-like fingers at his sides.

Yu Cong looked and found that there was a little boy and a little girl on his left and right, pulling at his clothes.

He recognized these two children, and they appeared in his mind many times, the little boy was stabbed to death by the woman in white herself, and the little girl was swallowed up by the breath of death, they were both from those two small villages, two of the hundreds of unjust souls.

"We're so happy to get to know my big brother. ”

"The people in the village are very grateful to the big brother for being able to be there for us all the time. ”

"Although I am reluctant, I still have to separate from my big brother. ”

The little boy and girl dissipated into the starlight, but their smiles seemed to be engraved in the space forever.

Is this the resentment in his soul?

Why is it completely different from the previous one?

Is it because of this woman in front of you?

Yu Cong felt that the resentment of the hundreds of unjust souls in his body was slowly dissipating, very peaceful, like a breeze and a glimmer of light.

"Actually, the people who complain are also unintentional, they will complain because of the pain, as long as you can understand their pain and tolerate their complaints, there is nothing. It's like Satoshi never blamed them. ”

The gentleman picked up the red umbrella on the ground and covered the heads of the two of them, and the red umbrella sprinkled with spiritual light, like a gentle starry sky, and like a warm sun.

Is it really that simple to experience pain and tolerate complaints?

He didn't blame them, maybe it was just because of the guilt in his heart, but being guilty might be a kind of redemption in itself.

Why did this woman appear in the Netherworld, could it be that she also had this kind of experience with Yu Cong, and more and heavier than him, so she could understand the pain of those hundreds of resentful souls?

"Actually, I've been here since I was very young. Well, once in a long time. ”

Jun Ziyou gently pulled Yu Cong's clothes, held the umbrella and approached him, and Yu Cong also found that the starlight falling from the red umbrella was very warm.

"Why?"

"I have a special physique, and when I was very young, I woke up from sleep and found myself here. ”

Yu Cong was silent, and when he was very young, he woke up from sleep to find himself in this netherworld hell shrouded in evil and the screaming of thousands of ghosts.

"Aren't you afraid?"

They walked off the bridge, holding red umbrellas, and walked side by side in the gloom.

This is hell, dark and forever terrifying, and only evil spirits like demons and evil spirits survive here.

"At first, I was a little scared, but then I felt that there was nothing, except for the environment here is a little bad, in fact, there is nothing, and they are not as terrible as the world says. ”

The gentleman smiled and stretched out his hand, there was a ghost floating from afar, flying around her white and smooth little hand, the ghost had green fangs, blood-red eyes, that fierce appearance I don't know how many children can scare crying, how many people can stun the world, but it is to put away the sharp claws, as if afraid of hurting the woman, the voice is also low, afraid that the woman will find it unpleasant.

The evil ghost who grew up in hell still looks like this?

Even Yu Cong was surprised, he had fought with these evil spirits, and knew how ferocious and tyrannical they were, they were the hunters of this world, and even nibbled on their own kind.

"They're also very easy to get along with, and I look for them when I'm bored. ”

Making friends with the demons of hell may be the only thing that makes this woman so special.

"It's just that after a long time, I'm a little empty, and I don't know what the point of being here is. ”

Yu Cong knows that there must always be some meaning and expectation in life, so that there will be the motivation to move forward.

So what is the purpose of coming to this netherworld from time to time since she was a child, and what is the special significance?

"Later, in a dream, I met a strange old man, who told me that I was actually here to wait for someone. ”

The faint fragrance is pervasive, and it is very moving.

"You're waiting?" asked Yu Cong.

"Yes, I don't know if the man is a man or a woman, a cute child, or a kind old man. Actually, I haven't been here unconsciously since a few years ago, but ah, I'm here on my own. The woman's smile was a little playful, and when she found that the miasma in this place was very thin, she put away her red umbrella, jumped up gently, grabbed the clean hem of her skirt, and danced on the bare ground.

She danced like an innocent girl, very beautiful, very gentle, snow-white embroidered shoes lightly stepped on the ground, a glance and a smile, every move, like a flower gradually blooming.

"But you know it's just a white lie. Yu Cong couldn't bear to disturb him, because the woman was smiling happily.

"But, I waited for Satoshi. ”

Junzi You stopped to look at Yu Cong, where she stood, there was the most beautiful scenery, her eyes were like gentle light, melting the years.

As those unjust souls dissipated, like the night that covered the heavens and the earth, Yu Cong's soul became clear, and he suddenly noticed the strange power that shrouded his body, the breath of darkness and death, he instantly understood that it was the evil magic power of the white-haired woman, Yu Cong was shocked in his heart, that woman was so terrifying, and she could still secretly put this terrible magic power on him.

That strange power could reveal the most terrible things in the hearts of the world, and it was a nightmare for him.

In the darkness, a suffocating beautiful face laughed, Yu Cong was suddenly shocked, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his soul light flew, and a wheel of light flashed.

Empty!

In the bottomless abyss, the half of the Dao Fruit fell silent.

"What's wrong?"

The gentleman hurriedly ran over, opened the red umbrella, covered the man's head, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his incense sleeve.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

Yu Cong exhaled a breath and laughed at the woman who blushed because she trotted over, and he also felt that he was very lucky, in the most painful and desperate time, he met this gentle woman.