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Mourning, all things are annihilated and withered, turned into ashes, and those who died under the age are called mourning, sacrificed their lives for the country, and all the soldiers who died on the battlefield are also mourned.

Hades, another name for the underworld, commonly known as the underworld, is a place where mortals will go after death.

Legend has it that after a person dies, the soul is separated from the body, and wanders all the way, first through the ghost gate, and comes to the side of the Nai He Bridge, which is a long bridge across the Yellow Spring.

Legend has it that the Yellow Spring is a dead river, sometimes called the River Styx, the river is turbid, it looks like a piece of yellow soup, but this River Styx connects the bitter sea, the bitter sea is boundless, and the white is endless, so the bitter sea is boundless, and there is no shore when you turn back.

The Huangquan Road mentioned in the book refers to the Huangquan River under the Naihe Bridge, eight hundred miles of Huangquan, talking about its length, the width of eight hundred miles, it is estimated that it is not good to build a bridge, and it is also prone to accidents.

However, by the bridge, there is a girl surnamed Meng by the bridge, she has long black hair, a pair of bright eyes, it is easy to reassure, engraved on your chest, of course, she must have been a girl before, there is no doubt that those white-haired old ladies used to be a young girl.

Legend has it that this girl's name is Meng Jiang, as soon as the word Jiang is opened, it means beauty, the previous family, the daughter has no name, so what is the name of the beauties, what is the name of the beauties, Meng Jiang's meaning, that is, the surname Meng gave birth to a daughter, and there is a little beauty in the family.

When Meng Jiang was young, for his lover, he sat by the bridge, his eyes were sad, his tears were extremely lethal, he once cried down the eight hundred miles of city wall, and when the city wall fell, it shook the earth, alarmed Tai Sui, and alarmed the Nine Heavens Immortals, that is another story.

After Meng Jiang came to the underworld, he originally worked with Chef Fan in the Huangquan Hotel, because he boiled the soup well and was hardworking and willing to work, he accidentally went to officialdom and was promoted to executive chef.

Chef Fan is very familiar to everyone, he has repaired cars, sold wheelchairs, dug pits and opened a fishing garden, and he has a good kitchen knife, stir-fried vegetables well, and the best dish is shallots mixed with tofu, and later he was also promoted to the head chef, and the two became the kitchen leaders of Huangquan Hotel together.

Later, the beacon fires were continuous, the war disasters continued, more and more people walked on the Nai He Bridge, the crowd was bustling, and the demand for the Forgetful Soup was also increasing.

This shop is managed by Meng Jiang, the small store is not big, but it adopts a joint-stock system, and many of the kings of Hades from all walks of life have invested in the shares, and the store specializes in selling signature dishes: forgetful soup.

This is a brick-and-mortar store, made on-site, sold on-site, so the quality is particularly guaranteed.

Forgetfulness soup, a kind of soup that the undead who pass by the Nai He Bridge must drink, it is said that after drinking the forgetfulness soup, he immediately forgot his past and present life, and immediately became a walking corpse, and he didn't remember anything from before, what grievances and hatreds, family wealth, what three palaces and six courtyards, seventy-two aunts, everything before his death, I don't remember, in fact, it erased the memory of the soul.

Confused and stunned on the Nai He Bridge, after the Nai He Bridge, reincarnation, in order to enter the next reincarnation, of course, the undead who can be successfully reincarnated are all good undead, and it is impossible for you to cross the bridge smoothly if you owe a debt before you are born.

Meng Po is the lord of the Yellow Spring, the god of the underworld, those souls who have done evil in their previous lives, must accept punishment, cleanse their souls, they will be hooked to the underworld by the ghosts of the underworld, under the underworld, take the elevator down a total of eighteen floors, according to the size of the evil retribution, where is their final destination.

Time flies, the big beauty Meng Jiang slowly boiled into a mother-in-law, became a mother-in-law, became a Meng Po, this bowl of clear and sweet forgetful soup was also called Meng Po soup.

I should bow my head and shout that you have crossed a thousand sails, but I am afraid that a word will wake up the Yiren in my dream.

Our bitter master Thunder little brother fluttered, the little soul floated through the ghost gate, the key is that the road is not familiar, walked for a long time, only to find that he couldn't help it, and came to a wasteland.

This large wasteland was dark everywhere, the sky was a dark red color, and the wind was gusting, and Thunder felt that he was cold to the bone.

There was not even a shadow of a ghost along the way, and Thunder secretly wondered in his heart: Is it dead? Is this coming to the underworld?

There is silence in the four fields, and there is not a single grass or tree in the field, is this the legendary ghost place!

After carefully combing his thoughts, after thinking about it, well, it should be dead, burning his soul, and hurriedly wiped it on his forehead, and he couldn't touch any lightning prints, well, he was dead, and Thunder sighed secretly in his heart.

Just thinking about it, a small figure suddenly appeared in front of him, this little man was like a boiled and skinned egg, the little man had a nose and eyes, short hands and short feet, a long gray beard under his chin, and a leather skirt tied around his waist, which looked very strange.

This white-bearded little man was dressed like a hotel boy, touching his beard and smiling: "What are you touching, you are a remnant soul, it is incomplete!"

Thunder sighed, his face was surprised, and the white-bearded man said again: "What's the matter, don't you think the old man looks quite strange?"

This guy is round, no more than three feet tall, and ugly, and already looks like the brother of Wudutou.

Whitebeard laughed a long time: "Don't laugh at me, you don't look as good-looking as the old man, in fact, I in your eyes is the projection of your own heart, you are also this bear-like, the old man is nicknamed Whitebeard, and he will give you a nickname, just called: Little Pimple!"

Lei Ting hurriedly touched his face again, there is no acne, why is it called a small pimple.

Whitebeard said again: "Don't think about what happened in your previous life, like those lonely souls and wild ghosts, the remnant soul can't cross the bridge, do you have any money with you?"

When it comes to money, he immediately talks about the sore spot of the thunder, touches it up and down, has no long things, and has no copper plate clean, and his face is immediately embarrassed: "I didn't bring it. ”

Whitebeard snorted coldly: "I didn't bring it, I didn't bring it, I didn't bring it to you, I think I thought I was with you when I first came. ”

Speaking of this, after a pause, Lei Ting's brain was dizzy, and he quickly reached out to his head, scratched it a few times, and scratched it down, only to find that his head was bare, and there was nothing.

Who will frame me, and I can't get along with a corpse? Squinting his eyes and thinking hard for a long time, after the battle against Lu Bo at the foot of the abandoned pavilion mountain that day, and burning his soul, the fallen corpse was snatched out by Xiao Feng Ancestor in a trance, and then, I can't remember.

The white-bearded old man smiled: "Little acne, since you are a remnant soul, it is not the same as those lonely souls and wild ghosts, there is no money in your waist, it doesn't matter, you have no money to work!"

Hearing this, Lei Ting hurriedly asked, "After working and earning money, what will happen?"

Whitebeard laughed: "After working, your kid will have a place to stay, you don't have to wander around, you make money, of course, you have to honor the old man!"

Thunder listened to a look of reluctance, why, the white-bearded old man sneered, kicked on Thunder's stomach, snorted, floated out with the wind, and heard Whitebeard shouting: "No matter how majestic you are in the yang world, this is the underworld, disobedient, stick waiting!"

This white-bearded old man really didn't deceive people, he walked more than ten miles with thunder, and came to the side of the bridge, on the bridge, there is really a small restaurant selling soup, at the door of the hotel, there is still a flag, and there are three big black characters on it: Meng Po soup!

Under the banner of the hotel, there was a white-haired old lady sitting, with a face and a white-bearded old man quite like a husband and wife, and this old lady had a hemp face, a pair of small eyes flashed with a fierce light, and when she saw the two, she grinned: "Whitebeard, you are really good, you found a little guy so quickly!"

This lady looks like an old lady, but her voice is delicate, and she sounds like a girl, and her white hair on the top of her head is tied into the shape of a broom, and at a glance, it looks like a blooming dog's tail flower.

Whitebeard kicked his ass after the thunder, and said in a low voice: "This is the owner of the branch of the Huangquan Hotel, known as the first beauty in the underworld: Granny Meng Jiang, you hurry up and ask for peace." ”

The first beauty in the underworld, Thunder said secretly in his heart: But I came to the underworld, anyway, sooner or later, sooner or later, is it true that Lao Tzu's aesthetics are distorted, or suddenly blind, this California orange peel old lady can also be called a beauty!

Meng Po stared at the thunder and had a fierce look, just like the creditor saw the debt that he had not met for a long time, his eyes were quite fierce, and the creditor also ate people, and he had to pay it back quickly if he owed money, of course, if you sold Meng Po soup by the bridge for a few years, you would not have a good appearance.

When he arrived here, Lei Ting's divine skills had long been gone, and it could be said that he had no power to restrain the chicken, and his back butt made Whitebeard kick painfully, so he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged his fists with both hands to ask Meng Po for peace.

Meng Po smiled: "Well, it looks quite clever, Whitebeard, let him follow you to light the fire in the back kitchen, this kid looks very young, his hands and feet are quick, if he is disobedient, you can whip him, you can try it for a few days, what did you do with the disobedient one last time?"

Whitebeard hurriedly clenched his fists: "Grandma Meng, which kid has been thrown into the river last time." ”

Thrown into the river, under the bridge is the Yellow Spring, the legend of the Yellow Spring water has no buoyancy, thrown down the river will definitely sink to the bottom of the river, Lei Ting was shocked: "Subordinates should do their best to ensure obedience!"

There is a row of big iron pots behind the small shophouse, the pot is steaming, it seems that it is cooking soup, local materials, the water used to cook the soup is yellow spring water, and the firewood used to boil the pot.

How can there be human bones here, these dry bones are gloomy, and the source is unknown.

Huangquan water and yellow soup are general, but Meng Po added fierce ingredients to the pot, it is said to be the exclusive recipe, the boiled Meng Po soup is extremely clear, served in a bowl, you can see your own reflection, Lei Ting stood by the pot and looked into the pot, and finally saw his own dignity.

This bear-like, the sky, the earth, the Zhang Wuji enshrined in the temple, it is simply indescribable, it looks like a word, it will hate his father, it looks really uglier than a white beard, and a wrinkled face looks like a newborn doll!

This face, the facial features are all crowded together, the Linggu Lei family has never had such an ugly doll for thousands of years, but the face plate is big, Lei Ting casually gestured, it is estimated that he has a face plate, the proportion can account for more than one-third of the whole body, and when he looks at it suddenly, there is only one face left on his body.

I thought to myself: This must have been a sin in my life, and I offended the gods all the way!

Crooked melons and cracked dates, weeds in the field, hairless on the head, short hands and short feet, long and disabled, Lei Ting sighed secretly in his heart.

Whitebeard brought a leather skirt to Thunder, and quickly draped it around his waist, a set of leather skirts, and quite a bit of a hotel boy, the upper body does not need to wear clothes, because there is no upper body at all, the upper body is a big face, just like the Yishui multigrain pancakes that have just come out of the pot, brush the pot and burn the fire, Thunder has already practiced, and the days are gradually on the right track.

There is no sunrise and sunset in this ghost place, and there is no concept of time, so when you are tired, you can squint casually for a while, and you can drink a sip of Meng Po soup for free when you are hungry, but no matter how Whitebeard explains, Thunder just doesn't drink, you don't drink it alive or dead, you don't drink it, you can't tell what it tastes like when you drink it unboiled, drink it a few more times, and slowly get used to it.

In Thunder's heart: To be a ghost is also to be a dignified ghost, what is Meng Po Tang, let me forget the past and present life, forget the deep hatred of Linggu, forget the three ladies around me, Tingting in Baitiao City has dried a lot of dried fish, I can't forget it, how can I forget it!

But those winds and snows, those happy enmities, those joyful songs and wines, from then on, all of them were buried in the depths of my heart, and almost suddenly, the thunder began to become silent.

He didn't talk much, but he watched countless spirits drink Meng Po soup, turned his head and slowly walked onto the Nai He Bridge, one by one lonely figures, and there were even fewer thunder words.

A person has less words, began to think nonsense, the more things he thinks, the deeper his thoughts will become, and he slowly becomes a thinker, those well-known thinkers in ancient times are like this, of course, you must put your own inner precipitation thoughts, sit in front of the computer and type it out with the keyboard, otherwise, those bizarre ideas are held in the brain, and people will be suffocated!

However, the communication by the bridge was not smooth, there was no pen, no paper, no four seasons of the year, and there was no computer beeping machine, and after a long time, Thunder began to torture himself, that is, to torture his soul: Who am I, where do I come from, and where do I want to go?

As soon as he thought of these profound questions, Lei Ting's eyes were a little dull, a little enchanted, his expression was dazed, and there was a little person standing in his head, who am I, who am I!

Whitebeard snorted and slapped him, and the thunder of the hit trembled instantly: "Little pimple, your grandmother's distraction again, hurry up and burn the fire!"

As long as the war in the world continues, the passing guests are bustling, and the general market is visiting, but the small shop by the bridge will always be so prosperous, but the thunder is still confused: Meng Jiang's mother-in-law has made a lot of money, but there is nothing here, except for a lonely small shop, there is nothing, what can you do with the money!

There's not even a karaoke here, but if there is, it's nice to have a little show where a group of demons dance around, and a group of imps dance non-stop in leather skirts.

Whitebeard is a talker, and Thunder soon learned that this guy used to be an earth-shattering character, but he was framed before his death, and after his soul left his body, his body could not enter the earth for peace, so like Thunder, he was also a remnant soul, and the remnant soul could not cross the bridge!

He wandered under the bridge for many years, I don't know how many times, he wanted to plunge into the Yellow Spring, but the remnant soul of this life, and then met Meng Jiang to open a shop, just lack of a fire man, anyway, the left and right are dead, so he followed Meng Po.

When the river fetches water, Lei Ting stands on the bank of the Yellow Spring, and there is a large-leaved plant growing sparsely on the bank, and the white beard tells him that this plant is called the Flower of the Other Side, also called the Flower of the Underworld, and the big black leaves of the Flower of the Underworld, count carefully, and there are seven leaves in total.

Legend has it that the flowers bloom for a thousand years, and the leaves all wither and wither, so the underworld plant of the flower on the other side is proud and has a very strong personality, and the flowers and leaves do not meet, and they will not see each other for thousands of years, and they will never see each other.

It seems that the flowers on the other side of the shore have not yet bloomed, and the seven leaves are all like a fan, growing extremely luxuriantly, and Thunder grabbed a handful with his hand, and these leaves seemed to be quite shy, and slowly curled up together, like a black cabbage.

There are still a lot of undead floating in the Yellow Spring, some of the undead jumped from the bridge, and there are unwilling dead ghosts, who want to desperately look at the dead ghosts who love to walk across the bridge, and there are also those who desperately don't drink the soup of forgetfulness, so they plunged down from the bridge.

Jumping into the Yellow Spring, after a hundred years of soul washing, the evil spirit can be half a foot in the river, revealing a white face with closed eyes but blistered by the river, which looks quite weird.

Looking up and feeling the ghosts on the bridge, when you open your eyes, you may be able to see what you love, but things are people, even if you see her long hair fluttering from the bridge, she doesn't know you anymore, not only don't know, it's just that I've never seen it, time is like water, one reincarnation is connected to another, these dead souls sink in the water like this, and they are unwilling.

I was looking at the autumn water under the bridge, and you bowed your head on the bridge and walked away with your face like frost.

Sometimes the thunder takes water, and suddenly the face of a dead undead appears in the water, this face, some illusory, some weird, and a miserable white color, can scare the thunder a big heel.

If you can't let go of being a ghost, it's all an obsession in your heart, and Lei Ting also has this idea in his heart, even if he turns into a ghost, he will cut off Sun Hou's monkey head.

The idea of pity has taken root in the heart of Thunder, but now the situation is that the soul has been trapped in the place where yin and yang intersect, even if he is still full of pride in his heart, and his destiny is difficult to violate, he has no choice, and the days are like flowing water, passing quietly.

As the saying goes, one year in the world, one day in the fairy world, but the days in the underworld are not counted in this way, the days in the underworld, on the contrary, one year in the yang world, ten years underground!

The torment in his heart, the persistence in his heart, is urging the thunder all the time, he must return to the world, where is his beloved, there is his life's concern, there are things that his soul is haunting and dreaming, sometimes he wakes up from his dream, and his face is full of tears.

But there is no flat boat in the Yellow Spring, and there is no ferry, and the objects around the thunder are thrown into the water, and they immediately sink to the bottom of the river, and the Yellow Spring Water is lifeless, and the river cannot be seen, and it is really a dead river that is stepping on the horse.

It's pointless to be anxious, you have to burn the fire in the stove honestly, otherwise you will become a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, Thunder saw with his own eyes that the soldiers of Hades captured those wild ghosts, these wild ghosts were escorted to Hades, below Hades, it is said that there are eighteen layers of hell, the bottom layer, called Infernal, which is a good place, go up the knife mountain, under the oil pot, roast on the stove, roast sizzling, when it comes to the eighteenth layer of hell, the white beard and face are white.

The biggest advantage of being a little servant for Meng Po is that she is covered by the first beauty in the underworld, at least she doesn't have to worry about being taken away by the underworld, among the ten halls of Hades, Meng Po knows several, no matter what she says, a group of little ghosts still give her face.

The tenth hall of Yama, whose name is Qi Guang, looks majestic and majestic, like a general, I don't know if he was a general before his death, wearing a red cloak, and dressing like a general, but he has a messy hair like weeds on his head, and he looks like a grass-headed general.

Squinted and looked at it for a long time, Qi Guang's side Yaksha inserted the thunder in the air, Qi Guang squinted for a long time, the thunder spirit body had been held in the air, and it was very clear, Qi Guang asked casually: "Meng Po, you little guy looks like he has not finished his life, how can you burn a fire here!"

Meng Po hurriedly replied: "Master Qi, I don't know about this concubine, his name is Little Pimple, the wild ghost that Whitebeard picked up on the road, he has been a buddy in the store for several years, his brain is clever, his hands and feet are quite neat, what's wrong, Lord Qi has taken a fancy to him!"

Thunder was stuck in the waist by a fork of the Yaksha, his soul was stinging, his eyes couldn't be opened, two small short arms were scratching, and two little short legs were kicking in the air, struggling desperately.

While struggling, Lei Ting shouted loudly: "Lao Tzu's life is not over, hurry up and send Lao Tzu back to the yang world, hurry up your grandma!"

Nayasha has a pair of long fangs, and when he heard this, he threw the thunder on the ground, stepped on it, stepped on it, and stepped on it hard, and the thunder howled bitterly, but he heard the fanged yaksha shouting: "You want to be beautiful! This place will come when you say it, and you will leave when you say it, do you think you are the god of thunder of the nine heavens!"

Qi Guang laughed: "Haha, there is some backbone, wait for the master of the hall to tell the lord of the underworld, let the lord of the underworld decide, you will not be gone, you have a trace of thought, good, there is a backbone!"

In fact, the thunder has the remnant seal of the thunder god to protect the body, it is already a demigod body, the ghost is not dispersed, immortal and indestructible, the thunder god seal, it is a seal of justice, full of heaven and earth righteousness, those lonely souls and wild ghosts are all avoided, even if the king of Hades comes, they may not dare to accept it.

He was forked in his waist by the Yaksha of the patrol city, and he was badly injured, and he lay in the back kitchen for more than half a year, half-dead, and the white beard nagged in his ear every day: "Acne little brother, the lord of the Qi hall has taken a fancy to you, your opportunity has come, go to the underworld, maybe you can meet the king of Hades, the king of Hades is merciful and compassionate, and has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, if her old man speaks, maybe you will be able to return to the yang world, and at that time, I hope the little brother can still remember the old man." ”

Thunder gritted his teeth and thought: How can Lao Tzu forget you, remember to understand, your grandmother kicks Lao Tzu's ass every day, eats and sleeps, you wake up and you play acne, eat and sleep and play acne, you are a toy!

After recuperating from the injury, Whitebeard's conscience found that he would no longer hit Thunder's buttocks, and once Whitebeard stopped stepping down, Thunder suddenly found that his back buttocks were getting more and more itchy, and it was itchy very much.

But Qi Guang's words don't count, there is no news, and the rent collector has also been replaced by other hall masters, and the other hall masters don't look at the thunder, they take the rent and turn around and leave, it is estimated that they will take it home quickly, and pay tribute to the hall master's wife, and the people in the underworld are also afraid of his wife!

Qi Guang didn't come, Whitebeard began to kick Thunder's ass again, that familiar footwork, Thunder felt very comfortable again, and he had to be kicked a few times every day, which was very comfortable.

Studying the geographical location every day, Lei Ting knew that after crossing the Nai He Bridge, turning to the right, all the way to the east, it is a road to death, all the way to the west, not far from the city gate of the underworld.

It is unlikely that he will die, and there are two rows of little ghosts with blades standing on the way to life, and if he walks slowly, he will be poked and shot, and the thunder begins to calculate every day, how can he enter the gate of the underworld!

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves, and Thunder is really a thief now.

The Styx River is thousands of feet wide, standing on this side of the river can not see the other side, the key is the lack of equipment to cross the river, this large ghost area, there is not even a tree, the clever woman also has to have rice to get out of the pot, no rice can not boil out the soup, can only boil a large pot of boiling water, boiling water it can not fill the stomach.

Standing on the bank of the Yellow Spring, grinning and exerting the strength to eat, tearing off a flower leaf on the other side, bored, thunder began to tell himself the hexagram, on the flower leaves on the other side, the meridians are distinct, along the leaf meridians distribution, can tear off a small piece of a small leaf.

Just right, tear off a piece and mutter: Amitabha, can get out of trouble!

Tear off another piece and mutter: Amitabha, can't get out of trouble!

The big girl has just fallen out of love, grabs a handful of branches, or a rose, and counts carefully one by one, he loves me, he doesn't love me, he doesn't love me, he may or may not love, count one, pick one, count to the last leaf, he doesn't love me, the girl must say: No, where is the wrong number!

Then, life is heroic, it's a big deal to shave your head and come again, we Jiaodong Mountain, the couple have not had children for a long time, you can drop the kang head, please ask the old Wang next door to help that is not like words, give birth to this kind of thing, who doesn't want to do it yourself, so, replace it with a rose, tear the petals again and count, he loves me, he doesn't love me, the girls are too soft, the heart is too soft, tearing and tearing can sometimes tear up all day, Thunder also wants to do something, isn't this not a prop incomplete.

This fortune-telling method is very accurate, the biggest benefit, if you are not satisfied, you can immediately recalculate, but you can guess whether the doll in the smokeless belly is male or female, it is much better to guess, Thunder is playing with the accumulation of a bunch of dead leaves under his feet.

This kind of tearing petals fortune telling, can indeed relieve mental pressure, reduce the tension and pain caused by the departure of lovers, it seems that even if you really fall out of love, it is not a big deal, no need to cry, no need to break the liver and intestines, do not kneel in front of the Buddha and beg for thousands of years, sit by the bridge, grab a cup of milk tea in one hand, and a few roses.

As soon as this book was written, after tearing the petals and telling the fortune became popular in China, thanks to these lovelorn girls, many roses in flower shops began to sell well, and the number of physical flower shops suddenly increased.

After tearing off the petals, the girls had their long hair, and their spirits instantly shook up, at this time in the eyes of the girls, the brothers of Wudutou looked handsome and straight, he had a successful career, and he had his own cooking cake business in Yanggu County, under his banner, takeaway cooking cakes have monopolized half of Yanggu Town, and this guy is middle-aged, honest, he is a good man who has a family and keeps his business, and the girl of the Pan family next door also takes a fancy to him.

What else can I do, my parents are pressing, first find an honest man to marry me off!

Anyway, I've had enough fun, right, the original overcrowded live broadcast room has been quietly closed, and Douyin Kuaishou has also been temporarily uninstalled.

Everything in the world is so miraculous, so the pillars of heaven and earth are now all good people.

But no matter how the thunder calculates, the result is always unable to get out of trouble, the evil door, upset, the thunder kicked the broken leaves under his feet down the river, these broken leaves of the flowers on the other side of the river, floating on the surface of the river, coincidentally, in the middle of the river, the leaves did not sink!

Thunder's heart was pounding, and he hurriedly carried the water back to the store, which found that it was earth-shattering, so it had to be covered up tightly, and since then, Thunder has been quick with his hands and feet, and he has begun to learn to pretend to be a ghost.

sprinkling water and sweeping the floor every day, brushing pots and boiling soup, Whitebeard doesn't have to do anything, all the live thunder is all covered, and the few taels of silver he secretly saved are also given to him, but Whitebeard is happy.

Taking advantage of the fact that the two of them were not paying attention, they found a hidden place by the river, and Thunder began to accumulate the flowers and leaves of the flowers on the other side, taking only one leaf from each flower, drying and stacking the leaves, and along the bank, all the leaves were buried in the soil and marked.

Thunder legs and feet are short, walking is not good, the other side of the shore flowers grow sparsely, the key is not to calculate how many flowers and leaves are needed to tie a raft, the bottom of my heart secretly sighed: If only the little fox was there, a pair of small hands and ten fingers can be pulled immediately!

Thunder pretends to be a ghost too similar, if an honest person makes up his mind to lie, ordinary people really can't see it, because he takes it seriously in his own heart first!

When the girl surnamed Pan was obsessed, when she fed medicine to Da Lang, she didn't pretend to be like it, and finally the East Window incident happened, and the two Wu brothers saw the clues, and dug out their hearts and livers, it's a pity, the two Wu brothers, as the chief head of Yanggu County, don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, it's a pity.

Comparing the heart to the heart, sometimes sitting in front of the computer to write, my lady is holding a bowl of Indian Chinese medicine behind her, called gentle and considerate: "Big wilt, it's time to take medicine!"

At this time, my little liver can be frightened and tremble, ma'am, can you not call it a nickname.

I don't know how much time has passed, sneaky, conscientious, thunder has walked along the river for dozens of miles, close to the other side of the bridge, and grow new leaves, so that the white beard to carry water, can not find anything unusual.

Everything is ready, just a raft to cross the river!

Whitebeard got acquainted with the Yaksha of the City Patrol, and began to stuff a small amount of money to let them bring him wine, this time, he hid in the back kitchen every day and secretly drank a few sips, and he was content, and Thunder did not report him.

Anyway, the rough work is done by thunder, Granny Meng sits at the door every day to collect money, and tinkers with her unique secret recipe in her spare time, as long as there is soup to sell, there is money to collect, and she is too lazy to take care of the kitchen.

In reality, everyone should have ideals, after having ideals, you have to make up your mind, stick to the end, can't give up halfway, I remember my ideal when I was a child, when I grow up, I want to be a scientist, or join the army to defend the country, today's children, many of them fantasize about being stars when they grow up, making a lot of money, and then wives and concubines are in groups, reducing the burden for poor areas, and it is also ambitious.

Lei Ting's current ideal is very small, that is, to set up a small raft, cross the Yellow Spring, blend into the gate of the underworld, meet the underworld, and tell him the grievances in his heart.

Lord Hades, what do you want to do by trapping the thunder in this place where yin and yang intersect! If you don't make it clear, I'll crash to death on the gate of your dungeon!

I don't know how much time has passed since I came to this ghost place, and in Thunder's heart, it's like a thousand years have passed, and there is no hair on my head, or Thunder's hair is white.

Day and night, as the landlord of the underworld, you can also make a few festivals, set off a few firecrackers, let people know that another year has passed, the ants on the horse have black teeth, the sky is dark, and the gods can't count how many years they have come, time has long lost its meaning in this ghost place, there is no difference between a day and a year, you can understand seven or eight points by looking at the face of Granny Meng on the bridge.

It took a lot of time to tie the raft, and secretly tied the raft, and the thunder began to calculate the direction of the wind, as long as there is a new ghost coming to the yin wind here, it will immediately be yin and windy, and Meng Po's small shop has nothing to be nostalgic for, and Whitebeard kicks Thunder's ass every day, and it can't be regarded as a good partner, so he found a time when the yin wind was at its peak, and pushed the raft down the river.

Thunder grabbed a thigh bone in his hand that I don't know which god it is, just used as an oar, first bowed to this thigh bone twice, there is still some phosphorescent on the bones, the raft is good, although there is some leakage, it can't be so much, hum hum, rowing the boat to the opposite shore, at this time the thunder can't wait to sing a song: Let's swing the sculls!

The dried flowers and leaves on the other side, sure enough, some buoyancy, the small raft really floated on the water, the yin wind blows, the thunder rows desperately left and right, the small raft slowly floats to the other side of the Yellow Spring, and looks, the door of happiness is in front.

But from time to time under the quiet water surface, there are undead in the water suddenly opened their eyes, staring directly at the thunder, it seems that there is something to say, but the thunder is scared to death, fortunately the thunder has already seen, or it is frightened to fall into the river, the river is too wide, after a lot of hardships, finally rowed to the opposite bank, tied the boat to the root of a flower on the other side, and the thunder lay on the shore.

I was too tired, I slept beautifully, and after I woke up, I walked along the river with my head down and westward, and finally saw the city gate, lying behind a flower on the other side and secretly aimed towards the city gate of the underworld, the gate of the city of the underworld was wide open, but there were four Yaksha patrolling the city in front of the door, and the Yaksha all had a pair of wings, fierce eyes, and a big shining fork in one person's hand!

Thunder has learned the power of the fork, so he doesn't dare to act rashly, even if he comes, he will be safe, wait for the opportunity, and the yakshas' shifts will also change.

I don't know how many hours I waited, four little ghosts carried a sedan chair from afar, it seemed that the sedan chair was about to enter the city gate, and the thunder went crazy and rushed out from the flowers and leaves on the other side, and ran towards the sedan chair with a split head and a face.

The gate of the underworld is just the time of the changing of the guard, the guards at the door are a little slack, followed by the sedan chair, the thunder finally came to the city gate, but unfortunately the gate of the underworld is tall and solemn, the four doors are wide open, but the threshold is extremely high, the thunder two small short legs, jumping outside the threshold for a long time, can not pass the door at all, the two yaksha have already found him, two silver flashing big forks have forked the thunder in the air.

Even if you had thousands of miraculous skills in your previous life and previous life, you can't cross a small threshold in the underworld.

The fork was inserted in the back of the thunder again, he screamed in pain, the sedan chair curtain was lifted, and a grimace was suddenly revealed, this face was swarthy, it really looked like a grimace, in fact, it was a grimace, this ghost glanced at the thunder, his eyes were quite surprised, and he casually ordered: "First escort him to the criminal hall, and the main hall is to personally try the crime." ”

The buildings of the underworld are all black bases, it looks eerie and terrifying, Thunder's back hurts badly, and he doesn't have the heart to enjoy the scenery here, the two Yaksha threw him in a hut, and locked the door when he left, Thunder lay on his back in the hut, his eyes were dark, and he was panting heavily.

Lying on the cold floor, although the wound in the back of the waist is particularly painful, Lei Ting has thought of countless lines in his heart, don't you want to be tried, Lao Tzu will definitely ask you speechless!

But this guy is the same as Qi Guang, he immediately forgot all the words after speaking, and the underworld evaporated, and no one took care of the thunder anymore, the thunder lying in the dark, all thoughts were lost, and a thousand years passed in a trance, in the bottom of the thunder heart, as if he had reached the end of his life.

I'm old, the people in the underworld are all nonsense, and there is no integrity at all!

Thunder gritted his teeth with hatred, he was angry, how could he deceive people, in fact, the underworld, isn't it all ghosts, can you believe the nonsense, and the thunder is really stupid.

There are thousands of big ghosts and little ghosts in the underworld, Lei Ting was locked in a small black room, and there was not even a person to deliver water and food, and the wound on his waist slowly healed, and he was now only left with a remnant soul, starving and dying, and he didn't need to drink water, but the anxiety in his heart was like a day.

When he came to the underworld, the remnant seal of the thunder god on Thunder's forehead began to show signs of loosening.

Under the blessing of the remnant seal of the thunder god, the whole person of thunder was much more energetic, and he was able to stand up, groping around in the black room, the black room was very small, except for a small locked door, the four walls were like cold rocks, and the thunder was half cold in his heart.

The small door locked by the black house seems to be the only feasible place, needless to say, this is where the weak point of the small black house lies, Thunder's eyes are like torches, and he suddenly remembered his invincible appearance back then, damn, Huang Tiandang practiced kung fu horizontally, and Lao Tzu was able to kick Huang Tiandang into a eunuch with one kick!

That's thinking about the back then, brother, this time and that time, the house in Qinghe County, a small fourth-tier city, was 1,000 back then, and now it is more than 10,000, and I think that during the Commonwealth period, the police in Singapore also wore big pants.

Thinking of his courage back then, the remnant mark of Thor on his forehead was about to move, Thunder's heart suddenly doubled with confidence, and he had no scruples in his heart, so he raised his foot and kicked towards the door.

Ah screamed, the door was not broken, Thunder's right foot had five toes, a clatter, the big toe had been kicked off by him, man, should be cruel to himself, his legs were very short, a pair of hands could barely touch his own toes, lying on the ground, stretching his right foot to the sky, wailing one after another.

The scene was already miserable, fortunately no one saw it, and it was not too embarrassing, but the toes hurt so badly, the bones were broken, and after a while, Thunder lay on the ground and couldn't move.

Hey, the world is unpredictable, I think that Meng Jiang was still a young girl like a flower and jade, and the first love, the winner of the Nobel Literature Award, Pu said, was still lying in her mother's arms and sucking, and she only learned to walk at the age of eight, who would have expected that when the villain Thanos was just born, he was only the size of a thumb, and later grew into a towering giant, and beat a group of Avengers heroes looking for teeth all over the ground!

The screenwriters of the Avengers are too inauthentic, every time they beat Thanos, they are a group fight, not authentic.

Therefore, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, life goes on step by step, you find that you don't wet your shoes in Hedong, you have your feet in Hexi, it will never be smooth sailing, peaceful and stable, when you are unlucky, poof, planted in the river, the river immediately flooded the top of your head, then you found out that you used to swim in the pool with a life jacket, in fact, you don't know how to water!

Life is impermanent, every scene is like a play, the flood is monstrous in the blink of an eye, and the waves are waves!

Thunder lay on the cold floor with his head back, panting heavily, the remnants of Thor on his forehead began to beat slowly with his breathing, but he was angry with himself, he was angry, he couldn't get angry, he couldn't wait to slap himself a few times, and after a while, he fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept like this, in my dream the gods fought, the thunder persuaded me to fight left and right, and I was tired and tired, and in my sleep two patrol yaksha opened the cell, and one of them grabbed a small leg of the thunder, and dragged the thunder into a magnificent hall.

This hall is splendid, with a circular dome, the dome is painted with countless murals, the murals are colorful, look carefully, the Nine Heavens Fairy is gorgeously dressed, holding a ribbon, flying in the air, the portrayal is lifelike, on the high platform in the depths of the hall, a purple-gold Taishi chair is majestic and tall, and there is an iron tower-like giant on the tall Taishi chair!

This man has long hands and feet, a golden robe, sitting cross-legged on a chair, a solemn appearance, a big face that is not angry and arrogant, two big ears, the earlobes are about to hang down to the chin, the black hair on the huge head is coiled into a futon-like shape, and the back of his seat seems to be shining with ten thousand golden lights.

It looks like a master, there are a lot of futons in front of the golden seats in the main hall, and there are a lot of people sitting cross-legged on the futon, and the tenth hall Yama Qiguang is also sitting in the middle.

The golden light in the hall is dazzling, the thunder slowly woke up, I don't know how many years I have been in the dark, and suddenly encountered such a strong light, it is indeed quite dazzling, but the light is born from the darkness, in fact, it is like two twin brothers, each other is the horns, set off each other, the more dark the light in the night, the brighter and more dazzling.

Thunder narrowed his eyes, a soft light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the master on the seat, shooting straight at the thunder, a fan-like left hand on the seat armrest lightly patted, and the soft voice immediately echoed in the hall: "Thunder!

Hearing this, Thunder sat up from the ground suddenly, and the master said: "The reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao is orderly, and it is not too late to know that you are lost, as long as you are willing to listen to the persuasion, this master will do his best to help you get out of trouble!"

His voice was loud, around his ears, echoing in the air, and he stood up from his seat as he spoke, standing barefoot on a lotus seat, the lotus seat moved slightly, and the hem of the big golden robe rustled against the ground, standing on the high platform, this person looked extremely tall.

Thunder thought to himself: I'm afraid this is the legendary Lord of the Underworld, the King of Hades.

The Lord of the Underworld looked down at the thunder, put his left palm on his chest, put on a palm posture of a lotus big mudra, and continued to say slowly: "Retribution for injustice, when can it, it is better to repay the grievances with virtue, thunder, if you can let go of the obsession in your heart, get rid of the heart of killing, and be dedicated to goodness, why can't you enjoy the heavens! Why can't you be reincarnated! Why can't you understand the avenue!"

More and more to understand that this is to persuade the thunder to be good, the left palm of the underworld turned over, the handprint changed again, the right palm turned out from the robe, the five fingers flashed, the hands were slowly closed in front of the chest, and the voice said: "The avenue is invisible, ever-changing, not separated from its ancestry, the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore, put down the butcher's knife, and you can become a Buddha on the ground, thunder, although you are young, the truth is clear, as long as you let go of the obsession in your heart, the master will personally send you out of the underworld, reincarnate, and reincarnate as a human!"

Reincarnation, reincarnation as a human being, to put it bluntly, this is to let the thunder return to the furnace and reinvent it, and now only the most critical question remains, that is, the thunder is willing to refuse, and this kid Meng Po soup doesn't dare to drink it.

I poured out my heart and lungs for you before I was alive, I was exhausted, I didn't want to miss too much, I didn't want to ask too much, I understood this life, but I wanted to have a clear conscience and peace of mind.

Lei Ting snorted lightly in his heart, sat up straight on the ground, and quietly blinked his eyes: "Lord Hades, when Lei Ting heard that you were preaching, his tongue was as bright as a lotus, and he could say that the sky was falling, I don't know if this matter is true or not?"

The underworld smiled faintly: "Why should the donor be so persistent!"

As soon as the words were finished, the hall suddenly became brighter, the nine heavens in the dome of the hall suddenly flashed out from the painting, the entire hall above, fragrant bursts, clothes and ribbons flying, the heavenly maidens scattered flowers, the nine heavens Xuannu are all delicate makeup, gorgeous clothes, with a wave of the hand, a piece of white petals slowly fell from the dome, and a layer of white flowers fell at the feet of the thunder for a while.

Each of these white flowers is as white as a lotus and shines with holy light.

Even if you say it wildly, so what, you can't solve this attachment in my heart!

Thunder struggled to stand up from the flower array, his right big toe was not yet neat, standing lame in the hall, looking up at the Lord of the Underworld, with a provocative look on his face: "The Lord of the Underworld is kind, the Thunder is very grateful, but that Sun Hou and I have a common enmity, Thunder has only one wish, one day, he will have to cut off the head of this demon monkey with his own hands!"

said that his face had turned purple, and it looked like a pig's liver that had been put on for three days: "If the Lord of the Underworld can do it, but the thunder wishes in his heart, go up the knife mountain, go down to the sea of fire, ten thousand arrows pierce the heart, the soul is scattered, and the thunder does not dare to say half a word!"

Qi Guang, the hall master of the tenth hall, got up and scolded loudly: "Thunder bold!"

A Yaksha next to Thunder kicked him to the ground, and the steel fork in his hand stabbed Thunder in the face, the situation was urgent, the steel fork was dazzling, and Thunder was so frightened that he shouted: "Brother Yaksha, can you not slap your face。。。。 ”

But the Yaksha had already stabbed Thunder in the face, and the Lord of the Underworld sighed secretly, turned his head, turned around and sat back in his seat, lowered his eyebrows, and never said a word again.

The patrol city Yaksha ChuaChua has three prongs in a row, and the thunder face plate has been pierced with six big holes by the sharp two-toothed steel fork, this yaksha seems to have a deep hatred with the thunder, it is estimated that the thunder stole vegetables in his vegetable garden in his previous life, while stabbing and shouting loudly: "Your grandma's, you have a grimace all over your body, Lao Tzu doesn't hit you in the face, where else can you hit!"

Qi Guang glanced at the Lord of the Underworld, turned his head and shouted, "Escort this guy to the apse of the Library Pavilion and sweep the floor!"

But the thunder was lying on the ground, a face was stabbed to the ground, already dying, the two yaksha pulled their legs, and dragged the thunder out of the hall again, as soon as they got out of the hall, the sky immediately returned to darkness, along the back door of the hall, turned left and right, the two ghosts threw the thunder casually, and was thrown in a small black room, but this time, it was not locked.

In fact, there is no need to lock the door, the current thunder is already in a coma, rolling his eyes, his breath is weak, and he is like a dead pig.

And he can't get out of the threshold of this dungeon, where can he escape, the surroundings are quiet, lying in the dark room, and the thunder forehead is imprinted in the darkness with a faint silver light.

This remnant seal of the god of thunder, once protected the thunder in the thunder pool for three years, the thunder can be reborn in the thunder pool, but also thanks to it, the yaksha to the thunder painful hand, eager to a fork to pierce his spirit, in fact, it is also related to this seal.

The thunder soul is extremely powerful, every yaksha imp can see it, and this spirit does not belong to the underworld, they can also see that there are ghosts in people's hearts, and there is a demon living in the ghost heart!

The demon in the bottom of the heart is extremely evil, a lonely soul and wild ghost like Thunder should have entered the Abi Hell a long time ago, and he will not be able to be reborn forever, and the remnant soul of Thunder has entered the wrong temple gate, can there be good fruit to eat.

The spirit body is extremely weak, the nickname of the white beard is good, the little acne, any little ghost can beat him in pain, he can beat a powerful soul, it seems that these yaksha ghosts are very happy in their hearts, the key is that they can fight at will, this guy can't fight back, a fork down, call you to steal vegetables, call you to steal vegetables, Lao Tzu stabbed you to death!

This time the wounds are too serious, it seems that fate is destined to suffer from this, the hut has been lying for an unknown number of hours, and the thunder that came out of the house again, with six scars on his face, and a lame right leg, he found a stick from nowhere, sandwiched under his arm, and used it as a crutch, out of the hut, opposite a large hall, which is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

He confronted the underworld in front of him, rebelled, was stabbed in the face by a steel fork, and the city was already full of turmoil, everyone knows that a few little ghosts in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion seem to be more Sven, and they don't hold a steel fork in their hands, and the thunder enters the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as if they are in a no-man's land.

In the scripture pavilion, there are many books on the rows of wooden shelves, Thunder has been wandering around for a long time, and there is no one in charge, didn't Qi Guang let him sweep the floor, what about him, most of the books in the underworld are scriptures, I can't help but say, Thunder plunged into the books.

There is a golden house in the book, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, there is a small universe in the book, there is also a small world in the book, maybe there is a sister named Liang Hongyu hidden in the book, there are a lot of candles lit in the scripture pavilion, the hall is not so dim, open the book, the thunder soul seems to have entered another world, there are countless fascinating stories in the scriptures, hold the candlestick to find a corner, hide in the corner, after a while, the thunder will be fascinated.

After a long time, Thunder finally knew that the flow of time in the underworld is extremely slow, so the year that Yang said is ten years, time flies slowly, and slowly there is no concept of time, and a year may pass in the blink of an eye.

Read a lot of books, in addition to sweeping the dust, every day on the other sweeping Sven ghosts debate the scriptures, there is a book on the bookshelf dedicated to the debate, the book describes the scene of the debate of the great gods of all walks of life, which also has the Buddha and the disciples of the fragment of the debate, the scene is full of fun.

Thunder learned the essence of it, a few imps often make Thunder speechless, speechless, urgent, the imps said: There is a great god living in the apse, you argue with him!

This great god is surnamed the emperor, the emperor of the emperor, his name is Di Cong, he has a fat head and big ears, a huge body, the ears are the kind of natural ears that attract the wind, the two eyes are like copper bells, the tiger claws and dragon body, the most peculiar thing, Di Cong has a long trunk like an elephant!

One of the dust-sweeping Sven imps couldn't argue with Thunder, so he took Thunder to dig out Di Cong's ears, Di Cong's ears were big, and he liked others to dig out his ears the most.

According to the rumors of the little ghosts, Di Cong has a pair of big ears, known as the artifact of the underworld, listening to the sound and arguing, and can go directly to the heavenly court of the upper realm, and the things within the three realms, he knows everything and knows everything, so he also has a nickname: Di Ting.

But he himself was extremely lazy, lying in the apse, and had not moved his nest for thousands of years, usually taking care of his body and washing the dirt, all thanks to the dust-sweeping little ghosts in the library cabinet.

Thunder hand is small, casually stretched, can reach into Di Cong's big ears, scratching in his cochlea, Brother Di Cong has already squinted his eyes, this horse is more than the Wuhou Temple at the door of the stall to dig out the ears of the technicians are cool, the key is that the whole process is free, absolutely no money, Wuhou Temple at the door of the casual once, do not bargain, no thirty knives.

Di Cong's name, Lei Ting also heard about it before his death, and when he was familiar with it, Lei Ting began to have something to say: "Brother Di Cong, how much can you hear about the things in the yang world?"

Di Cong's long nose rolled slightly, and the whites of his eyes rolled: "Listen to everything you want, listen to everything." ”

Lei Ting was secretly happy, and before he could speak, the whites of Di Cong's eyes rolled again: "Thunder, what you want to know, Lao Tzu knows everything, Lao Tzu has the skill of listening to the heart, and can listen to you, but the pants must be washed frequently, and the heavenly machine must not be leaked, Lao Tzu does not say, what can you do with me, bite me!"

Lei Ting didn't get angry when he heard this, and smiled faintly: "Brother Di Cong, you misunderstood, in fact, I don't want to know, I just want to know if you know, now I know that you know, but you don't let me know, I know, so it doesn't matter if you say it or not." ”

In fact, Lei Ting scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and his anxious back buttocks were about to have sores, what is the current situation of Wuyan, what is the recent situation of Ling'er Xue'er, what is the recent situation of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, how is the recent situation of Sun Hou, is the stinky monkey dead, if Sun Hou is dead, it is not interesting for me to live.

Everything is what he wants, and the people who write books are anxious for him, Di Cong is a divine beast in the underworld, this guy already looks like a beast complex, but the more anxious he is, the more he must pay attention to strategy, this is called wanting to capture and indulge, read too many books, young man, you will naturally understand this.

The two copper bells stared at Thunder with big eyes, and their eyes were blank, Di Cong had let Thunder talk around to his grandmother's house, and he thought about it for a long time in a daze, and he didn't know what Thunder knew.

In fact, Thunder doesn't know anything, this beast in the underworld is quite a bit of a doorway, stethoscope in general, it seems that the rumors are true, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, Thunder came to dig Di Cong's ears more diligently, within a few days, Di Cong's two big ears have been dug in the ear canal, as long as a day does not dig, Di Cong feels uncomfortable.

Thunder wants this effect, not only the ears are dug brightly, but Di Cong's huge body also makes Thunder wash clean and spotless, needless to say, Di Cong's big flower pants are also washed by Thunder quite neatly.

The Lord of the Underworld often lectures in the main hall, and the people who come to listen to his lectures are ghosts with heads and faces in the underworld, and the thunder also secretly runs over and hides behind the pillars, listening to him explain the scriptures, and there are countless philosophies in the scriptures, sometimes the Lord of the Underworld talks about the cycle of cause and effect, everyone's karma is different, good is rewarded, evil is rewarded, and Thunder can't help but interject a sentence: So in the end, you can go down to the Infernal Hell and return to the furnace to recreate!

After Thunder finished speaking, he turned his head and ran, and the two Yaksha chased closely behind him, running to Di Cong's side, and the Yaksha were embarrassed to start, the mount of the Hades Lord was here, and the imps were quite face-saving.

Whenever this happens, Di Cong complains about the thunder: "Trouble comes from the mouth, talk less, do more!"

But after reading more scriptures, I can always find some inconsistencies, and everyone's understanding is very different, and there will inevitably be some deviations in interpretation, which is understandable.

Although I don't agree with the paradox in your mouth, but I desperately want to defend your right to express your position, you can speak, I will desperately defend your right to speak, don't let people speak, and chase after you with a steel fork to tie your ass, it's not like words!

The situation is so developing, a group of Yama hall lords turned on the acne mode, Lei Ting suddenly regretted that he broke into the underworld, maybe outside the underworld, there is still half a hope of breaking out of the underworld, but now trapped in the underworld, one is not careful, but it has become the target of the hall masters to have fun, often the hall master drags him to the apse to beat, so the hope of getting out of trouble is very slim.

In a trance, time seemed to flow like water, slipping away for another thousand years.

Sitting at Di Cong's feet, looking up at this beast complex, Thunder's face was scarred, and his eyes were sad: "Brother Di Cong, you know everything!"

Di Cong stared at the big eyes like copper bells, his expression was mischievous, and his eyes were simple like a stupid roe deer in the Northeast: "You know I know, you don't know, I can let you know, don't pretend you know, don't pretend you know, only when you know, do you know now?"

Thunder Heart: Silly roe deer, I know a fart!

I tried my best, and the tricks I learned when I was a child were also used, I tried my best, racked my brains, and my pants were washed white by the thunder, this guy just refused to say, he knew everything in the world clearly, and he refused to reveal a word, nodding his head always, and finally Thunder finally understood, so, Di Cong, your grandmother's is only worthy of being a mount for the Lord of the Underworld!

The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, in fact, Di Cong does not dare to say.

Di Cong's eyes blinked up and down, playfully tight: "Thunder, never think of having a pair of shoulders that you can rely on, you are a real man, a real man, you should puff up your chest, your future can only rely on yourself!"

He blinked his eyes, like a big lion of the lion dance troupe, and suddenly sang: "Love to fight to win, three points are destined, seven points rely on big changes, love to fight to win!"

As a divine beast in the underworld, Di Cong sings well, but seven points rely on big changes, what is the stalk?

Thunder took a deep breath when he heard this, yes, he put it to death and then lived, relying on himself forever, burning the soul is Thunder's own choice, and a series of consequences arising from this are borne by Thunder himself, and he has picked it up on one shoulder, and now, there is only one remnant soul left, there is nothing to lose anymore, fight this rotten soul, look for opportunities, and go out of the underworld!

Once he made up his mind, the thunder god seal on his forehead jumped suddenly, and his confidence in his heart increased greatly, and he turned his head, held his head high, and strode towards the lecture hall of the main hall with a limp.

Walking to the middle of the main hall, the lights were bright, strange, there was not a single yaksha, there were ten Yamas sitting on the futon in the hall, and Qi Guang was wearing a big red cloak, and he was also sitting in it.

The candle flame flickered, the tall figure of the underworld lord on the high platform of the main hall was quite illusory, the thunder limped and sped up, almost trotting and popping, kneeling on the ground, kneeling under the stage!

Kneeling at the foot of the steps, clasping his hands into fists, Thunder said loudly: "Lord Hades, Xiaomin has heard Sister Meng Jiang talk about you, Sister is right, in fact, there are quite similarities between the two of us!"

Hearing this, the Lord leaned forward, his eyes were a little confused, and he said, "Hmm?"

Qi Guang hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Morning tea is sold at the gate of the city!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to the thunder and shouted, "Thunder, be careful when you speak!"

Thunder ignored him, and his expression was extremely indifferent: "Lord Hades, you have immeasurable merits and unlimited responsibilities, I think that in order to wash away the karma of your mother's sins, you made a big vow in front of the Buddha: Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha!

The scriptures of the thunder hunt are quite complicated, and the origin of the underworld is also recorded in the scriptures.

Qi Guang stood up with a swish, the hem of the big red cloak had been raised with the wind, and he shouted: "Bold thunder!", the two fanged yaksha at the door holding high steel forks have also rushed into the main hall, the wind is gusting, and the candles in the hall are swaying more violently.

Thunder hissed and shouted: "Between you and me, we are all the same obsession, there is no difference, it doesn't matter whether you are rich or poor, don't kill Sun Hou, vain for the world, I am the thunder of Linggu, the thunder of the wind, the thunder of the thunder, life is thinner than paper, and the heart is higher than the sky!"

As he spoke, he stiffened his body suddenly, and with a click in mid-air, a thunderbolt slashed down from the dome, and the two Yaksha were startled, and the steel fork in their hands fell to the ground.

Thunder's two little short legs have already stood under the steps, and the lightning mark on his forehead is looming, since then, this little thunder in Linggu no longer has any scruples, and looks up and laughs:

"Haha, the world has been ruined, the demons are in charge, my life is up to me, if I want to achieve positive results and enjoy bliss, I must lift the three-foot sword blade and kill the demons!"

The small figure is straightened again, and it seems that the coconut wind can't stop it, and he raises his arms and shouts:

"I am the little thunder of Linggu, the thunder in the wind, the thunder in the thunder! Life is thinner than paper, and my heart is higher than the sky! Dare to ask Tiangong to kneel down! Bend my waist for me!"

Boom, a long thunder rolled above the dome of the main hall, and the thunder roared and resounded in the air.

The thunder of the underworld, the vision of heaven and earth, this scene has not been encountered for thousands of years, the thunder rumbles, resounding in the sky, like someone sighing softly in mid-air.

The thunder gradually stopped, but these few words, said loudly, cut the nails, the hall was silent, the two yaksha picked up the steel fork, very ashamed, bowed their heads and quietly withdrew from the hall, the whole hall was desolate and lonely, on the golden seat, the lord of the underworld lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, a pair of fan-like hands gently tapped on the armrests of the seat, ticking, ticking, quite rhythmic.

These words, the righteousness of the words is awe-inspiring, the monarch's destiny is unstoppable, the underworld lord looked at the thunder, and sighed softly in his mouth.

Qi Guang walked over and grabbed one of Lei Ting's left hands: "You come with me." ”

Qi Guang kept sending the thunder out of the gate of the underworld, and there was a soft color in his eyes: "I was the same as you when I was alive, full of blood and ambition, how could I be a traitor in power, brutalize Zhongliang, and finally end up with my wife separated and my head in a different place!"

Saying that, Qi Guang's eyes were red: "I am a member of the Qi family on the back slope of Kunyu Mountain in Munan, my father named me Jiguang in order to let me inherit the ancestral business and glorify my ancestors. ”

The name Jiguang is a number of heroes who are famous in the world, standing up to the sky and the earth, after Qi Guang's death, he was named the master of the tenth hall of the Immortal Palace of the underworld, and he also enjoyed the glory after his death.

After speaking, his eyes darkened, he stretched out his back with one hand, grabbed two small wooden oars, and stretched out his hand towards the shore of Huangquan: "The flower boat you smuggled is still there, along the Yellow Spring all the way to the west, the dark flower is about to bloom, you must rush to the bitter sea before the flowers bloom, cross to the center of the bitter sea, there is a calm small lagoon, there is a path in the lagoon that goes straight to the place of the nine secluded places, you have the thunder god body, don't be afraid of anything, out of the Yellow Spring Nine Secluded Areas, you can leave the Lidu Underworld." ”

Stuffing the wooden paddle into Thunder's hand, Qi Guang took a deep look at Thunder, turned his head and left, he was tall, looking from his back, but he was a little lonely.

Thunder grabbed two wooden oars, couldn't believe his eyes, couldn't believe his ears, it was like a spring dream!

The original script was not arranged like this, is there a fork in the road, I can't care so much, the little flower boat on the shore is really still there, although there is some water leakage, no problem, Thunder tore some leaves of the flowers on the other side, and repaired the leakage, and now this little flower boat has become a majestic warship in the eyes of Thunder!

The flowers on the other side of the shore have grown buds, and the Yellow Spring has also shown signs of flowing westward, and it can finally sail out to sea, but there is no sail, Thunder untied the leather skirt around his waist, tied it to the thigh bone, tied the two wooden oars to the side of the boat, paddled with one hand, pulled the sail with the other hand, and the small flower boat began to slowly sail west along the Yellow Spring.

Coming to the underworld, I have never been so happy as today, and the thunder began to raise his head and sing: Let's swing the sculls! . . .

I only sang one sentence, scratched my head and thought about it for a long time, what about the next sentence? The next sentence is very simple, and the author will also sing: Let's swing the sculls and beat the laundry。。。。

All the way to the west, the yellow spring bends, the dark flowers on the bank gradually increase, the river also changes from the original yellow to red, the sky begins to be a little foggy, and it looks extremely dark.

Along the bank of the Yellow Spring, all the way to the west, there is still some smooth water, the wind is blowing and stopping, as the saying goes, eight hundred miles of the Yellow Spring River, there are ghosts singing on both banks. The wind blows for thousands of years, and the dark flowers bloom all over the river slope.

Thunder Heart Road: There are ghosts singing, this is what I mean, saying that I sing like a ghost.

Singing this thing, that's all natural voice, don't care what others say, you must go other people's way, stuff hard, step on his heels, so that others have no way out, practice in KTV for a few years, I don't sound so ghost-like, the neighbors next door are all vomiting a mess when they hear it, all of them praise you with the middle finger behind your back, it doesn't matter, what's wrong, all rights reserved, don't let you sing!

The more westward, there are more and more flowers on the shore, in the middle of the center of the black big leaf flower, a large red and bright flower bud, has erected the old high, this flower bud is as big as a bowl, the color is blood red, in addition to being much larger, look carefully, the shape and the flower bud in the yang are also similar, and it is also a layer of petals estimated to be wrapped in the stamen.

But its color is too red, red like blood, the blood color is dazzling, bright and dripping, it seems that one is not careful, as soon as the bud breaks, the blood flows out of the stamen.

The biggest peculiarity of these dark flowers, seeing the wind is long, a gust of wind blows, the flower buds immediately rush up half an inch, the thunder on the flower boat in the river is scared for a while, the dark flowers are about to bloom, Qi Guang specially instructed to arrive at the bitter sea before the flowers bloom.

Eight hundred miles of Yellow Spring, the road is far away, you have to work harder, but the thunder is tired, the original is still looking forward to the wind, now the wind is like a talisman, the yin wind blows, the two small wooden oars row faster, the mood is also swaying with the wind, it feels so good, although the body is not clothed, but the thunder still reached out and touched two of his own buttocks, and sang casually in his mouth:

Eight hundred miles of the River Styx, the waves, the flowers bloom on the hillside, the red Luoluo, among the flowers on the bank, the flower bones, the little ghost is singing, singing。。。。 ”

While paddling, while raising his head and singing, the thunder voice is not good, the tune of singing is a little out of shape, and in a trance you can hear the tune of the folk song reflecting the red mountains, this dark yellow spring, dark and far-reaching, the song can float out with the wind.

The author wrote here, I couldn't help but try to sing a few words, don't say, it's really a song of Yingshan Hong, I can't sing well, but after all, I have practiced in KTV for a few years, and there should be two brushes.

In this way, all the way to the west, all the way singing, the sound of oars and singing floated fiercely over the River Styx, the undead in the water, finally there was a head poked out of the river unbearable, this undead seemed to be quite old, his face was covered with moss, and he was already moss-scarred, he blocked the bow of the boat, a pair of dead fish eyes rolled his eyes, there were almost no black eyes in the white eyes, and stared at the thunder quietly:

"Brother, please, can you stop singing, Lao Tzu has been floating in this Styx for tens of thousands of years, look, look, you woke up Lao Tzu singing!"

The old resident of the River Styx appeared, his head was covered with green and fluffy moss, and he called himself Lao Tzu, who looked very hanging, and it was estimated that he was also a nail household who refused to be demolished, commonly known as Diao Min.

Thunder is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and recently went to hell to see a lot of the world, the palace of the underworld dared to talk back to the Bodhisattva, and immediately snorted coldly: "What's the matter, Huangquan is your backyard, planted a pond of Weifang daikon radish, all rights reserved, don't let sing!"

Authentic Weifang radish skin, green skin and white heart, crisp and delicious, Huangquan Hotel a famous dish, thunder level is not enough, Huangquan Hotel has not been to the Huangquan Hotel so far, the key is that there is no dark currency in the waist, there is no dark coin, that is a poor ghost, poor sour very ah, embarrassing very ah, and I have never eaten radish skin.

The undead in the river heard that his face was green, oh, I forgot, his face was green, and it was already green like Weifang radish skin: "How can you sing! You donkey bark! You turtle, your voice is like a broken gong, it is worse than the ghost of stepping on a horse, you sing a ball, you sing again, Lao Tzu will let you sing again。。。。。 ”

Therefore, if you don't sing well, sometimes you will make a fuss, the love of your life, not everyone can sing well, Huang Xiansen, you can't get it, my wife ran away with the agent surnamed Song, sold the house, and took away the tickets and children, and only he can sing the vicissitudes of life, heartbreaking, but helpless The flowers are gone, and there is no taste of sad songs here.

Speaking, the mouth is tooting, tooting and tooting, revealing half of the green head in the river, poofing a mouthful of yellow spring water, spitting on the face of the thunder, the cabin is too small, the thunder is caught off guard, can't dodge, immediately the saliva on the face is cross-flowing, stretching out his tongue and smacking carefully, this saliva has a salty taste, and then smack it carefully, obviously there is still some bad breath.

There is a strange country called Ah San in South Asia, they are proud of the Hengshui Lao Bai Gan, which is also this taste, they like to boil Heng Shui Lao Bai Gan and curry together, plus some street god cow excretion of the elixir and jade liquid, the taste is more delicious.

There are many gods that the three brothers believe in, I have also been to the temple in Hindu, the statues of the gods inside are dizzying, I often think, which god gave you so much courage, let you invent so many strange good things, it won't be Malay Liang Jingru, right?

The taste of this saliva is very curious, and the thunder in the cabin instantly tightened his stomach, raised his head and snorted, and spit out the yellow spring water he drank last night.

Come and not be rude, the gentleman's revenge should not be delayed, you turtle, Thunder raised the wooden paddle in his left hand, snapped, just slapped on the bald head of the undead in the river, the green head of the undead sank sharply downward, Thunder's right hand Another oar, rowing to the west, running after the fight, never in love with war, in a hurry, a small flower boat let the thunder row like a sharp arrow.

The thunder paddle slapped on the head of the undead, and secretly rejoiced in the bottom of my heart: Lao Tzu made you spit! Lao Tzu beat you into a green turtle with a paddle!

After running out of the distance, you can still hear the old undead spitting in the back, a Xichuan accent: "。。。。Ahh ”

Those who do business know that the old man is unlucky, girls, how can he do it, do business to pay attention to begging for a mouthful, the New Year can not see the child crying, the blessing words on the door of their own house are all upside down, and a broken porcelain bowl on the ground is called: Sui An.

This time, the thunder doesn't dare to sing anymore, there are many undead in the river, if they come out and spit on the thunder together, it is estimated that the thunder can be drowned.

Spit stars drown people, this common saying, in fact, comes from this.

Read more books, you will admire our ancestors more and more, no matter how advanced science and technology are, things from thousands of years ago will never be outdated when you take them with a red face.

On the road to the west, although I have to paddle all the way, my hands are blistered, but I finally have a hope, the thunder is not in a hurry, the river is getting wider, it seems to be getting wider and wider, fortunately, the thunder is close to the bank of the Yellow Spring, to ensure that you will not get lost.

The road is getting wider and wider, the boat is even more so along the river, the sky is getting darker and darker, the yellow spring water flow is getting faster and faster, there is no need to paddle, the thunder stands at the bow of the boat, the breeze blows, I can't help but want to sing a song, the mood is comfortable, I smell a strange fragrance in my nose, this fragrance is too strong, quickly take a deep breath, it's really fragrant!

I felt dizzy in my head, leaned back, and fainted in the cabin.

The flowers of the underworld, also known as the other side of the flower, also known as Mansha Shuhua in foreign Chinese, because the flowers and leaves do not meet, as soon as they bloom, the leaves wither and wither, the ancients thought it was ruthless and unjust, so it was also called the unrighteous flower, the other side flower only grows on the bank of Huangquan, is the only scenery on the Huangquan Road.

In fact, if you don't see each other, you have to miss it, some people think that the highest state of love is:

Qingben beauty, who sees who pity, quiet Ziqian, leaning alone in front of the window, Jun is on the side of the street, looking up at the sky, just like the red apricot out of the clouds, it is best not to meet, the white head does not meet, do not meet, only to miss, you don't see, I don't see, I don't see, I want to live three lives, and Jun secretly fall in love, don't see, don't see, only entangled in dreams.

This is Mr. Plato's ideal love, in reality, the ruthless Wang Jiacheng said: If you can't catch up, Lao Tzu will buy the house next door to your house, so that you can be anxious!

At this time, on both sides of the Yellow Spring, the sky is a red color, countless dark flowers seem to be agreed, in an instant, all bloom, the flower color is blood red, as big as a sea bowl, each flower floats out countless red stamens, the stamens slowly float in the air, look at it on all sides, it is already the color of blood red in the sky.

The stamens of the dark flowers are as thin as needles, each stamens are like a floating ghost, the stamens are thousands, and the air is filled with bursts of pungent fragrance.

The smell is fragrant, stepping on the stamens of the dark flowers as thin as hair, and the smokeless clothes of the big red flowers, suddenly walking slowly from the river towards the thunder.

Wuyanqiao's face was painted with heavy makeup, the big red flower dress seemed to be more colorful than the newly blooming flowers, her face was smiling, the water waves flowed in her eyes, a pair of bare feet stepped on the stamens of the yellow spring water, her cherry lips rose slightly, and she called softly: "Lei Lang 。。。。 ”

The thunder god tattoo on his forehead jumped suddenly, and Thunder stood up instantly, standing in the cabin, Thunder was just as tall as Smokeless's shoulders, and he raised his head and shouted in his mouth: "Woo, Smokeless, why are you here, Woo!"

Wuyan smiled faintly, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Brother, Wuyan misses you, I really miss you, I will come to see you when I miss you." ”

I miss you too much, I miss you too much, you haven't seen a crying face in a dream! I miss you too much, I miss you too much, I read my brother thousands of times every day!

Thunder looked around, and was already anxious and incoherent: "Oh, the dark flowers are blooming, oops, this is Huangquan, Huangquan is, can this come casually! This place, there are no good people, a group of ghost cubs, you look at me, they all bully me, it's embarrassing to say it, woo, and spit on my face, woo, I am like a grandson now!"

As he spoke, a pair of big eyes blinked slightly, his nose twitched, his chin instantly shook up and down, his teeth stumbled up and down, tears had burst out of the corners of his eyes, there was no love in the underworld, he was aggrieved, he suddenly saw no smoke, Thunder was aggrieved like a child, the little devils in the river, all stepped on the horse and spit out my saliva, do you know the smell, woo, this ghost place, woo, Thunder doesn't want to come again.

Thunder's grandson, now he is really down, naked, he still has a scar on his face, the big toe of his right foot is just right, he paddles in the river every day, his hands grind out countless blisters, his head is hairless, smooth like a light bulb, his image is not good, and he has lost his human appearance.

Smokeless covered his mouth and sneered, his body changed, and suddenly changed into a smokeless person wearing thunderous rags, unclothed, and standing by the lava lake, this smokeless, his face was delicate red, although he was dressed in rags, but he was shy, and he looked more moving, his body was gently swaying on the water surface, his slender figure was tall, his face was playful, his pink cherry lips were pouting, and he shouted: "Lei Lang。。。。 ”

Two thunder langs, screaming panic, sweet and hot, beating like a frog, have seen smokeless two bare legs, dazzling, dizzy, thunder a small heart instantly pop and beat non-stop, his small body, heartbeat in the chest trembling, through the translucent chest, it seems that you can see his peach-shaped heart, smokeless and cover up a smile.

Under a smile, his body jumped again, becoming magical, too naughty, and the smokeless in front of him was wearing a big red flower dress and heavy makeup.

Thunder said secretly: Don't, it's still good to wear the clothes just now, I want to see long legs!

Smiling face, smokeless in a big red flower dress, standing in the air on the surface of the Huangquan River, in front of and behind her, the blood-colored dark flower stamens gently swirled, the breeze blew the corners of her skirt flying, revealing a pair of white jade-like smooth bare feet, a big purple long hair fluttering in the wind, a pretty face with heavy makeup full of smiles, a slender hand stretched forward gently, the slender five fingers on the hand touched the thunder cheek, a wipe away, all scars, what about the hand, smokeless puff and smile.

After the three laughs, the smokeless figure gradually became illusory, slowly turned into a silhouette, and gradually dispersed, the flow of the Styx River began to become turbulent, the flow speed increased significantly, and the flowers on both sides of the river were also invisible.

Thunder grabbed desperately in the air with both hands, and shouted in his mouth: "No smoke, where are you!"

In a hurry, he sat up from the cabin suddenly, and turned his head, it turned out to be Nan Ke's dream.

The dream is just the same as the real one, the smokeless eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, it looks vivid, and suddenly I feel the infinite frustration in my heart, I can't get out of trouble, how can I see smokeless again, the stamens of the dark flowers in the sky can no longer be seen, and two lines of tears quietly rolled down from the thunderous cheeks.

Looking ahead, a white expanse, the sea is extremely wide, except for this large piece of white water, nothing can be seen, there seems to be a surging current in the water, the little flower boat no longer has to paddle, drifting with the waves, began to float and sink in the bitter sea.

From then on, there was no other way but to follow the feeling, follow the feeling, the left hand held the right hand, and the thunder stood alone in the cabin, a sad look.

Sailing on the bitter sea, boating on the bitter sea, sorrowful, there is no road, there is no end, the huge bitter sea, the vast white ocean, looking at it on all sides, except for water, there is nothing.

There was no direction, Lei Ting began to regret it in his heart again, regretting not at the beginning, and suddenly thought of Qi Guang, the master of the Hall of Eternal Life, is this guy lying to Lao Tzu again!

When I came to this underworld, I have long forgotten the days, and I can't count how many years and months have come, the years are like frost, and the wrinkles have been engraved all over Thunder's big face, the face is full of ravines and scars, these are not important, in fact, in Thunder's heart, it is a barren, barren grass, mottled and displaced!

Since stepping on this underworld, this heart has not stopped, no matter how bitter the days of the sun are, there are always some warm moments, and this netherworld, even the little ghost who sprinkles water and sweeps the floor, are harsh to the thunder, a disagreeable, the broom is slapped on the thunder's face, three-year-old children know, can you hit people in the face at every turn, do you want to be faced, as the saying goes: hit people don't hit the face, expose people don't expose the short, say that the young girl looks haggard, you have to be tactful.

have turned into powerful ghosts, and the underworld has turned around, these people are sophisticated, right and wrong, shouldn't they be very familiar, shouldn't they come with their mouths?

For example, your second aunt and sister-in-law introduce you to someone, you drive a rented BMW to go on a blind date, and there is an indescribable round-faced girl sitting opposite the Starbucks seat, the girl has a big belly and a thick waist, a wide heart and a fat body, and a blessed face, you have to learn to be tactful, and you praise her like this: "Girl, others say that women have changed eighteen times, and the more they change, the more beautiful they are, and you are exactly twice as many as them!"

There are a few young girls who have read Journey to the West seriously and are busy looking for a partner, so when the girl heard it, she must have been very happy, and then cried and shouted that she had to marry you, and she was not surprised.

Extremely boring, Thunder began to tear the leaves of the flower boat, when Brother Pengcheng had explained the art of fortune-telling on the dragon tree, although Thunder only listened to a rough idea, vaguely can still remember a scale and a half claw, while tearing the leaves, while silently chanting in the bottom of his heart: can get out of the sea of bitterness, can not get out of the sea of bitterness.

The so-called sea of bitterness is boundless, it is all an illusion in the heart!

The flow speed in the sea is faster, the small flower boat has been like a sharp arrow, the sea of bitterness finally flooded with waves, wave after wave, the waves rolled, I don't know how many hours have passed, the original calm water surface, just like a boiling pot!

The little flower boat floated up and down in the crest of the waves, the waves had hit the cabin, the two grabbed the side of the boat, and began to vomit non-stop, fortunately the water of the bitter sea was bitter and salty, and the thunder drank not much, so there was not much to spit out, but spitting and spitting, it spit out bitter gall, sticky, thick, green, floating in the sea and not sinking, a piece of green.

Tired and sleepy, the thunder that spit out in his stomach also began to show signs of coma, and the thunder god tattoo on his forehead involuntarily beat violently, and a stirring spirit in his brain: The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore!

Hurriedly turned back and looked into the distance, when miles and miles, in the middle of the rough sea, a huge whirlpool, the center of the whirlpool, a small point of light, looks calm.

When the miles are when, the flowers on the shore of the Yellow Spring, I now want to put the singing!

It's a folk song again, a big sedan chair, and the thunder's heart is pounding: Brother Qi Guang is right, he really didn't lie to me, the lagoon!

Hurriedly grabbed the double oars, exerted the strength of his life's milk, turned the bow of the boat, bared his teeth, hey, the mouth was loud, the slender man pulling the rope on the bank of the Yellow River was general, and under the effort, the two smooth buttocks were tense to form two big dimples.

Heroic, breaking through the wind and waves, nothing can stop me, my yearning for freedom!

But the boat did not advance but retreated, struggling in the bitter sea, spinning left and right, thundering and anxious wow wow shouting: The bitter sea is boundless, turn back is the shore!

In a hurry, Brother Peng read out all the hexagrams written on the paper that day.

Brother Peng's hexagram book is called: The Book of Mountains and Seas. This book has a lot of history.

There are clouds in the book: the bitter sea has the underworld, its size is as big as the shape of a boat, the underworld is so big, a pot can not be stewed, the pot is changed and then stewed, a stew, stewed paste!

The hexagram seems to be really useful, the current suddenly turned the direction, the little flower boat was momentarily stunned, the bow of the boat was aimed at the direction of the lagoon, and the white light in the center of the lagoon had become a line, on the optical sight of the blue light Gatling of the sharpshooter, the technical term, this is called three points into a line, very accurate, basically never missed, swish, the boat rushed towards the lagoon like an arrow, the wind swished, instantly accelerated to two hundred and fifty miles, and the thunder felt that the ears were attached to the back of the head.

The closer to the lagoon, the faster the sea flow, already unstoppable, Thunder standing at the bow of the boat, which lagoon to see more clearly, take a look, when the mile, Thunder a heart is going to be broken into slag, where is the Shenma Lagoon, that is a huge circular waterfall!

In the center of the waterfall, the waves are rolling, and the surrounding sea water continues to flow into the waterfall, and the rushing sea water forms a turbulent whirlpool around the waterfall.

Under the tumbling of the water, the flower boat was about to break, and the thunder was also panicked, and the cabin turned around, and he just held a wooden oar in his arms, and even the people led the boat to hula, and fell into the abyss, and his face was full of bitter and salty seawater, and the thunder raised his head and shouted:

Qi Guang, you old black skin, you are full of nonsense, and you are lying to Lao Tzu again。。。。 ”

The thunder shouted so badly that the husband and wife both shouted out, in fact, Qi Guang didn't lie to him, under this big waterfall, it is really the land of nine secluded places, besides, you have the thunder god body, what are you afraid of, don't be afraid of anything, just fall down honestly.

Thunder does not believe in evil, the wooden oars in his hand fly up and down, but it is dark in front of him, and he can only hear the sound of rushing water in his ears.

Falling in a hurry, I couldn't catch anything, it was pitch black in front of me, Thunder was holding a wooden paddle in his arms, and he had begun to resign himself to fate, and suddenly felt the pain in his left foot, and the Thunder God seal twitched violently, and hurriedly stretched out his left hand, and snapped his fingers in the air, and a light blue flame slowly appeared, and he looked down at his feet: I!

At the feet of the thunder, there is a winged evil ghost, this evil ghost has a humanoid appearance, but the thin skin and bones, it seems that he has not eaten a full meal for many years, and he is already hungry like a skeleton.

Legend has it that the land of the Nine Shadows is inhabited by the undead, who feed on lonely souls and wild ghosts, these dead people are ferocious and ruthless, and all the souls who fall into the Nine Shadows Spring are eaten by them to only a skeleton.

This hungry ghost seems to be an immortal, the key is that it has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, gnaws quickly, and after a few clicks, Thunder exposes bones on one of his left feet.

Thunder's eyes are dark, but the instinct is still there, and you don't have to be polite, people don't start to gnaw their feet without greeting, the wooden paddle in the hand knocked down in the air, only to hear the bang, the wooden paddle in the hand has been broken into two sections, and then the right foot is also a pain, and another demon hugged the right foot of the thunder, his right toe has been kicked off, click, the big toe was bitten off by the devil, it is estimated that there are bones in the toe.

With a scream, the broken oar in Thunder's hand disappeared, and the last memory, the other two evil ghosts pounced, and the two ghosts knocked on the door, one on each side, which seemed to bite Thunder's left and right arms, and under the desperate tearing, the pain was unstoppable, and Thunder fainted.

The thunder that woke up again was in a huge cave, at the bottom of the cave was a pile of white bones, and the white bones flashed with a faint phosphorescence.

At this time, the thunder, the volley floated above the white bones, the body shape was a little illusory, and a little transparent, but the white clothes and white robes, long hair fluttering, the figure was extremely tall, the thunder looked up and down for a long time, and couldn't help but boast of himself: This is the real me!

The pile of white bones, the ghost fire jumped from the center of the position, a little strange, Thunder hurriedly went over and pulled a few times, in the center of the white bones, a silver lightning badge shone in the pile of white bones.

Take a look at it in your hand, 99.99 twenty-four K pure silver, bright silver flashing, thunder heart said: This is Lao Tzu's thing!

The finger rubbed lightly on the badge a few times, and a line of small words flashed out: Turn right in case of fork!

Thunder scratched his head and fell into contemplation: There are words, there are words on the badge, there are words that can't be guessed, what does it mean? What does it mean? Turn right when you encounter a fork, how to turn right!

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't understand it, and slapped the badge into my forehead with a snap.

The things of his own house were returned to their original owners, and the lightning pattern slowly melted on Thunder's forehead, and melted into Thunder's skin for a while.

Thunder looked around, and knew in his heart that this was the land of the Nine Secluded Places, the Lidu Ghost Domain, the deepest part of the legendary Hades, if you want to get out of trouble and break out of the Hades, you have to go down!

Look at it on all sides, there is really a big hole that extends slowly downward, don't think about it, all roads lead to Rome, Rome is at the foot of the mountain, a chicken is a flock of ducks, the rooster crows and the duck lays eggs, and the small bridge and flowing water have people's homes. Just along this road, strode the meteor, drove down, as soon as he came out of the main cave, his eyes were immediately pitch black, the thunder frowned, and a flame gently swirled in front of him.

Guo Meimei sang, I'm not afraid of the night, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, Lao Tzu walks with a lantern! Lao Tzu has a thunder god body, don't be afraid of anything, Brother Qi Guang told me!

This way down, left and right, seven turns, has turned dizzy, but thunder he is playing a lantern, not afraid of not afraid.

I don't know how many hours I walked in the dark, the lanterns flickered on and off, and suddenly I walked to a large hall, the hall was very large, there seemed to be three forks in it, and the thunder looked at it, and his expression was stunned instantly.

There were three powerful ghosts lying on their stomachs in the hall, and they were eating something with their heads down, and as soon as the thunder entered the hall, the three ghosts raised their heads at the same time and stared at the thunder.

Thunder stretched out his left hand, his mouth just sighed, the three ghosts were the same, the eyes suddenly appeared frightened, snorted, the ghost flashed, the three ghosts split into the three forks, one of the ghosts ran and fell, and a ghost scream came from it.

Thunder stretched out his arms and secretly said in his heart: These little ghost cubs are rude!

When you see someone scattering your legs, you run, Lao Tzu just wants to inquire about it, if you know, you will say you know, if you don't know, you will say you don't know, do you need to turn your head and run, look, how rude you are.

Thunder walked over and took a look, there was a pile of dry bones gnawed on the ground, there was not much meat on the dry bones, Thunder licked his lower lip, he hadn't seen meat for many years, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Three forks in the road, Thunder secretly thought to himself, he was a child to hide and seek, and he was a good hand at hide and seek, and also played eight arrays, when the eight arrays were connected with bamboo, all of them were connected with bamboo into a bamboo wall, inside the bamboo wall, seven twists and eight turns, and the eight arrays were like a maze.

Thunder played for a long time before he found the trick to get out of the Eight Array Diagram, that is, regardless of 3721, regardless of 3823, when he sees the fork in the road, turn right along the way, and go all the way, he can get out of the Bagua Array smoothly.

Seeing this, some friends are still a little puzzled, isn't it 3824, Lei Ting shouted, stretched out his right thumb: Okay! You are the head of the third floor!

Suddenly thought of the small words on the tattoo badge, Lei Ting touched his smooth brain, raised his head and laughed: Lao Tzu is extremely smart, turn right when you encounter a fork, it is difficult to stop Lao Tzu!

He is now back to his original appearance, and his hair is long, so he can't be considered the best.

There was hair on his head, and he was back to his original state, so he didn't have to be afraid of anything, and the blue flame in the small lantern in front of him instantly brightened up a lot, and Thunder straightened his waist and plunged into the cave on his right.

Thunder has a good memory, especially remembered, but when he was a child, he used to be left and right, and then he grew to six years old, he was too naughty, once he fell from a pine tree and broke a left arm, and since then, he finally has a clear distinction between left and right, the arm that hurts, that is the left hand, the hand that doesn't hurt, just guess, that is the right hand.

Turn right all the way, the land of nine secluded places, it is really like a huge labyrinth, the tunnels are vertical and horizontal, and these tunnels, the ground is mottled, but the four walls are extremely smooth, far from being able to create by manpower, and it can't be made by gods and ghosts.

If you are trapped in this Nine Secluded Land, dizzy, you can't go crazy.

I don't know how many years I have walked, I turned right all the way, all the way down, the little ghosts I met on the road, all of them were rude, I saw the thunder like I saw a ghost, without thinking, I turned around and ran, I really met a ghost in broad daylight.

The deeper and deeper I went, I felt that I really came to the depths of the earth, and the surroundings were getting colder and colder, cold and biting, although the thunder was a disembodied spirit, but the biting cold felt extremely real. He was hunched and shivering, frozen like a little chick in the snow in winter.

Finally came to the end, the last section of the cave, the depth is quite long, and the hole is narrow, Thunder bent down and bowed his head, sideways to drill in, it took a lot of effort, drilled to the bottom of the cave, the bottom of the cave is quite large, at the end, a smooth stone wall.

Haha, Thunder glanced at it, haha, it turned out to be a dead end, a dead end!

It's really good, the Bodhisattva has manifested his spirit, and what you worry about day and night has become a reality in the blink of an eye, and the thunder sighed secretly, and his heart is like a cold winter.

Look up, the stone wall carved a line of large black characters, these characters are like tadpoles, twisted and twisted, the ghost of the word is estimated to be a painter, the real ghost painting talisman, thunder book read a lot, scratching the head, the scalp is about to scratch, I don't know a word, I thought for a long time, and secretly said in my heart: Is this the legendary Sanskrit!

Now a lot of antique businessmen, often cheated pit of a horse, you say you a businessman, you must not understand the inscriptions on the bronzes of the Western Zhou Dynasty, first there are merchants and then there are Zhou, what antiques do you pour up, it is not better to stay at home and watch the children honestly!

It was not until this time that Thunder finally knew: When the book is used, he hates the young, and when he is old, he knows that his children are good!

Every word, disassembled and carefully studied, stroke by stroke, secretly figured out, but this Sanskrit is neither a symbolic text, nor a hieroglyph, no password, can not be cracked!

But Thunder was not afraid, standing quietly in front of the stone wall, a thousand years of standing, the carved stone wall, as high as his head, the hole was already dark, but he still bowed his head and closed his eyes.

The seven orifices gradually opened, the soul was empty, regardless of it in the yang and the underworld, it turned out to be a flash in the pan, the past and present lives, in the dream and outside the dream, it is nothing more than a dust, in the end, back to the basics, the dust comes, the dust goes, all turned into clouds and smoke, the smoke and dust fly, gradually into nothingness, there is really no need to guess.

Raising his head and smiling faintly, his white hair shook, and he slammed headlong into the stone wall!