Ten years is just a flick of a finger in terms of years, but for a person, in ten years, there will be a lot of vicissitudes of life, even Yang Huaiping did not expect that he would wait in the underworld for ten years.

The sky of the underworld is always gray, always shrouded in a layer of undispellable haze, so that people can't see the stars, the moon, the dawn, and can't imagine tomorrow.

Yang Huaiping walked out of the red palace, he stared blankly at the rain in the sky that had not become clear for decades, and was stunned.

There are some things in this world that are terrible not that there is no hope, but that behind the hope is a deeper despair.

Suddenly, a crimson stalk propped up to the top of Yang Huaiping's head, and he turned his head slightly to see the figure of a bewitching woman on his body.

The woman with a bewitching face said in a deep voice: "Today is the Midyear Festival, you go out with me." ”

Yang Huaiping said indifferently: "Okay, Shencha, I'll go with you!"

Immediately, the woman with a bewitching face took Yang Huaiping onto a path shrouded in ethereal cold mist, and the two walked silently without saying a word.

……

Drifting farther and farther away, in a journey that I don't know how long they walked, Yang Huaiping and Shencha walked to a wide road paved with fine gravel.

Shencha stood under an old tree entwined with withered vines, a blood-red flower in the center of her brow flashing with a strange light.

After a while, the woman with a bewitching face opened her lips and shouted, "Green Lotus come out!"

In a trance, a green train with a faint light on the front of the car galloped towards Yang Huaiping, after seeing this scene, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva in his Adam's apple, Yang Huaiping rubbed his eyes and stood in place like a chicken, he couldn't believe that there was a train in this underworld.

The woman with a charming face moved lightly and got on the train, and Yang Huaiping didn't care so much, so she immediately followed.

After Yang Huaiping got on the train, he saw that his green train was empty, there was no one, the whole carriage seemed dull and depressed, Yang Huai stood calmly next to Shencha, he looked at the lively pictures of the Zhongyuan Festival in the underworld through the glass window, and his mood became indescribably complicated for a while.

As the green train continued to move forward, it stopped again and again to let one by one the ghosts get on the train, and it didn't take long for the entire carriage to become overcrowded, but these ghosts made enough space for Shencha, no yin spirit could be willing to touch her, and no yin spirit dared to touch him, and they looked at Shencha with an indescribable awe and indescribable fear.

Shencha was too lazy to look at the ghost in the car, he stared at Yang Huaiping and said with a serious face: "Prince Yang, although you haven't said anything all these years, I can feel the sadness and sadness in your heart. ”

Yang Huaiping pursed his lips and half-jokingly: "It's okay, it's not as bitter and hateful as you said!"

After Shencha looked at Yang Huaiping and smiled indifferently, she no longer paid attention to Yang Huaiping, but looked out the window, looking at the scene flying outside the window, she suddenly felt a sense of happiness and relief.

After all, if you stay in one place for a long time, you will always feel very depressed, and you will also feel a kind of loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow.

I don't know how long it took, with the sneering brakes of the green train, Shencha pulled Yang Huaiping's hand and got off the train.

But at the moment when Shencha touched *Ping's hand, he suddenly felt like a cat with his tail stepped on, his hair stood on end, and his heart was cold.

Shencha looked at Yang Huaiping's expression, and she couldn't help but sneer: "Look at your cowardly appearance, I can still eat you!"

Yang Huaiping's brows furrowed, his lips trembled and he said, "No, I just feel a little unaccustomed!"

Shencha let go of Yang Huaiping's hand, and she said in a calm tone: "Get used to it now, I know that you have a deep inferiority complex in front of me!"

Yang Huaiping smiled awkwardly, he pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to be silent.

Stepping across a quaint stone arch bridge, Shencha took Yang Huaiping to a bustling market with brilliant lights and busy traffic.

Shencha took two masks from a stall, she handed Yang Huaiping a mask and said with a smile: "Bring this mask, so that no one can recognize us." ”

Yang Huaiping saw that Shencha had already brought a dark blue mask that covered his eyes and was tattooed with strange patterns, and he also brought the golden mask in his hand on his face.

Shencha pursed his lips and said in a cold tone: "Prince Yang, have you felt too depressed in the past ten years, I will take you out to relax and relax, you have to follow me, don't get lost!"

While speaking, Shencha walked under the quaint stone arch bridge, she gently moved on a brightly lit flower boat, and the boatman with a gray face walked up to Shencha and said, "Miss will pay a hundred taels of silver tickets for boarding the boat!"

Shencha snorted coldly and said, "Go and ask the kid behind me, then I haven't searched for the Ming Zhimin ointment in my underworld all these years!"

With a smile on his face, the boatman walked to Yang Huaiping, who had just stepped on the boat, and bowed down and said, "This son, one hundred taels of silver tickets for one person on board, and a total of two hundred taels of silver tickets for you and the young lady on the boat!"

Yang Huaiping took out a 10,000 taels of silver ticket from his arms and handed it to the boatman, he said calmly: "You get off the boat, I have covered this flower boat of yours!"

The boatman put the dark coin handed over by Yang Huaiping into his arms, he jumped to the shore, and the boatman arched his hand towards Yang Huaiping with a smile, "I wish the two guest officers a good time, I will leave first!"

Shencha looked at Yang Huaiping and asked, "Do you know how to row?"

Yang Huaiping looked at Shencha with a determined face and said: "It's not just a boat, that's not a thing, just sit on the boat and watch the scenery!"

Shencha didn't speak, she sat on the bow of the boat and took off her shoes and socks embroidered with roses, and then stretched a pair of white and smooth jade feet into the cold water that sparkled in the light of the lamplight.

Yang Huaiping picked up the penny on the boat, he slowly propped the penny into the water, Yang Huaiping looked at the tea neatly placed on the flower boat, embroidered rose shoes and socks, he couldn't help but say: "Memory is a rose without flowers, it will never fall!"

Shencha looked up at Yang Huaiping, she smacked her lips and said, "What you said is very meaningful, I like it!"

Yang Huaiping calmly supported the boat, and said calmly: "This sentence is not what I said, and I don't have that kind of ideological height, this is said by a person named Xi Murong!"

"Oh!"

Shencha answered Yang Huaiping's voice, and then said no more, she took out the cigarette pouch pot from her waist and began to smoke by herself.

Yang Huaiping paddled the penny into the water quietly and leisurely, and he muttered: "I think that after these ten years, the memories in my mind, after the polishing of time, some things have become clearer, and some have become blurred, even if I rack my brains to reminisce, those past events have also faded away, everything is like a dream, as if nothing happened!"

Shencha took a deep puff of her cigarette, and then slowly exhaled it, her expression was a little dazed, and she fell into a burst of thought.

Yang Huaiping pulled the penny out of the water, he spread out his long snow-white hair very chicly, Yang Huaiping sang a song "Full Moon West Building" with a low and sexy, slightly hoarse voice.

Red lotus fragrance remnant jade autumn,

Lightly relieve Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone.

Who in the clouds sends brocade books,

When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

……

Shencha came back to her senses from her contemplation, she looked at Yang Huaiping attentively, and gradually indulged in his singing, a little unable to extricate herself.

In a trance, Shencha saw another Yang Huaiping, a person who groveled as before, was submissive, and a sycophant was very useful, completely different Yang Huaiping.

As Yang Huaiping's breathless voice continued to echo in the night sky, the cheers and cheers of the ghosts playing on both sides of the microwave sparkling river continued to pass through.

After singing a song, Yang Huaiping took out a pot of sake from a bag embroidered with roses from his waist, and after a roast chicken, he sat on the bow of the boat and began to eat and drink.

Shencha looked at Yang Huaiping suspiciously and said, "Where did the bag around your waist come from?"

Yang Huaiping tore a chicken leg and handed it to Shencha and said, "My bag is a cow's head to honor me!"

Shencha glanced at the chicken leg in Yang Huaiping's hand, she waved her hand at Yang Huaiping and said, "You kid is quite open, I see that you have gained a lot of weight in the underworld!"

Yang Huaiping smacked his lips and said: "Shencha, you use the word "dog fighting human power" is a bit ugly, which person in the underworld do you want to give me goods in the past, I didn't take it to your old man for the first time to honor you!"

"Do you think I'm old!" Shencha stared at Yang Huaiping in a cold tone.

Yang Huaiping took a sip of the sake in the jar, he looked at Shencha and said seriously: "Shencha, you are naturally beautiful, Chang'e in the heavenly palace is ashamed of yourself when she sees you, how can you look old, by the way, Shencha, when did you become a god!" (Chang'e, who was playing mahjong with Li Shan's old mother and Qingnu and others in the sky, couldn't help but sneez, she scolded angrily, it was the little rabbit cub who said bad things about the old lady behind her back, this one sneeze hit, and the old lady forgot to win!)

"I've been a god since I can remember, and the entire underworld is under my control, but those people above me are in charge of me and don't let me out of the underworld, which makes me annoying!"

Hearing the words of the divine tea, Yang Huaiping couldn't help smacking his lips and swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he thought to himself that the character of this divine tea was too rebellious, and he was born as a god.

Shencha put the bright lantern in her hand into the water, she raised her feet from the front water and put on her shoes and socks and stood up, Shencha grabbed Yang Huaiping's arm, she flew to the shore in the air, Shencha stared at Yang Huaiping and said seriously: "I checked your life experience yesterday, you shouldn't stay in the underworld, I took you out this time, just to send you out of the underworld!"

Yang Huaiping frowned, he looked at Shencha with a bitter face, "But ......"

Shencha smiled indifferently and said: "Don't you want the other side of the flower, I'll give it to you when the time comes, besides, you have been by my side for ten years and have done your best, there is no merit, there is hard work, I will satisfy your little wish!"

Yang Huaiping felt a little dazed in his head, he looked at Shencha in disbelief and said, "I heard it right, this happiness came too suddenly!"

The corners of Shencha's mouth raised slightly, she looked at Yang Huaiping and smiled: "What, are you still reluctant to me, or you will let you suck a mouthful of blood when you leave!"

Yang Huaiping hurriedly waved his hand at Shencha, and he said with a bitter face: "Shencha, I think it's better to forget it, I'm afraid that you will suck me into a bone frame with a mouthful of blood!"

Shencha took out a painting from the sachet embroidered with roses on her waist, she handed the painting to Yang Huaiping and said in a cold tone: "After leaving, first, you must keep this painting well, and second, you must take a look at it every morning, noon and evening, if I feel that you haven't done it, I will let black and white impermanence hook your Yuanshen!"

"That Shencha, how can I go back!" Yang Huaiping took the painting in Shencha's hand and asked impatiently.

Shencha stretched out her finger to the narrow path that stretched infinitely along the river, and she said in a slightly cool tone: "Follow the path next to this river, and you can reach the ferry that leaves the underworld, and the flower on the other side you want is in the painting!"

Yang Huaiping looked at Shencha and said: "Then I'm leaving, don't think about me, if you miss me too much, I'll be fine, I'll customize an out-of-print mobile phone for you when the time comes, and then burn it for you, and we can chat on the screen!"

Immediately, Shencha watched Yang Huaiping's figure drift away on the narrow path and disappear from her field of vision......