"It's useless to cry, let's think about how to get out for now!" Luo Ying sighed and stood up suddenly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the little clerk heard this, his ears couldn't help but tremble, and he was probably a little shocked by the calmness and courage of the little girl in front of him!

"Yes, that's a good idea!" said the clerk, holding his arms, "but I think you should lead the way, I don't have much of an impression of this area, but if I encounter any difficulties, I may be able to help a little." He looked at Luo Ying sincerely, smiled slightly and nodded.

Luo Ying glanced at him suspiciously, but still reluctantly acquiesced, she muttered while rowing the old oars: "What hell is this! My own employees are not familiar with the terrain of the organization, and it seems that the boss will soon suffer!"

"Hey, what's that?" Luo Ying wanted to make a little clever to row the boat to a place in the middle of the river where no one was around, but found that there were high and low, shiny and sharp blades in front of him, the speed of transformation was so fast, and the distribution was so dense that it completely sent chills down people's spines!

"This is Daoshan Road, with a sea of fire on both sides, and naturally Daoshan in the middle!" explained the young clerk.

"Why didn't you tell me in the morning!" Luo Ying said angrily, obviously regretting rowing the boat here.

"I said I'm not familiar with it, don't blame me, go straight ahead!"

Luo Ying looked at those blades, her nervous arms trembled, she closed her eyes and wanted to cry, but the threat of the blades was imminent, the speed of the ship had reached an uncontrollable level, and there was no way back if she was afraid.

The little clerk paused, and after a long time, he patted Luo Ying's shoulder from behind and comforted: "Don't be too sad, although I don't know much, but I know that it is not lifeless, Daoshan Road is a shortcut, as long as you can successfully break through, you will soon find the door out of hell!"

"Really?" she immediately opened her eyes, bit her lip, and asked the little clerk in divine surprise in the wind, "What does the gate of hell look like?"

"Everyone has a different world in their hearts, so they will encounter different gates of hell. ”

"Okay, I'll trust you once, I'll take the helm, you row, by the way, help me watch the point, don't have any monsters to follow!"

"Hmm!"

Luo Ying sucked her stomach tightly, her chest bulging with strength. When she abandoned her fear, she realized that fear was so vulnerable, on the contrary, the stimulation of crossing the sea of swords and fire made her feel fearless like never before.

Luo Ying turned the bow of the boat cleverly, avoiding the growing blade again and again, and after a few thrills, she became more and more at ease, and sometimes she would look behind from time to time, and said to the handsome little clerk: "Row faster, faster!"

In an instant, the ship's yard force increased, coupled with Luo Ying's excellent reflexes, the boat went farther and farther, Luo Ying felt that her chest and back were covered with sticky beads of sweat, she still smiled, smiled, and kept looking ahead, and the desire to find the gate of hell made her full of strength.

At this moment, she felt the hull of the ship tremble slightly, and Luo Ying and the little staff subconsciously looked around the hull and didn't find anything unusual, so they had to keep their heads down and continue to move forward. Within a minute, the hull of the ship began to move again, this time violently, as if something wanted to come aboard.

"What should I do?" Luo Ying looked at the little clerk in horror, and he said calmly: "It's okay, this is hell, there must be everything, you continue to be at the helm, I'll deal with any accidents!"

"Can you do it yourself?" Luo Yingquan felt a little sorry for this man who claimed to be a little clerk in hell.

"No problem, I'll be longer than you after all!"

Luo Ying turned around and continued to grasp the direction of the rudder, even if she heard the sound of thunderbolts behind her, clanging and roaring, she didn't look back at all.

Soon, the silence around him fell, and Luo Ying dared to ask cautiously: "You, what happened to it?"

"It's nothing, it's just a delusional little ghost, I beat it to the ground and scatter it!"

“...........”

"You continue to walk straight, if you come across a big tree in front of you and stop, it is Maya Tree, legend has it that Jizo Bodhisattva put his heart in the sword mountain and sea of fire, and that heart actually sank to the bottom of the river and grew a towering tree, if you can go to Maya Island, you can go out soon!"

"Why are you in such a hurry to tell me this, it's not too late to tell me later!" Luo Ying seemed to have a premonition.

"I killed an evil spirit, and I'm going to the god of death to plead guilty. ”

"Shouldn't evil spirits be killed? Why should you be guilty?"

"Jizo-sama has stipulated that evil spirits are only punished and not killed, if they are all killed, what is the use of hell?"

Hearing his words, Luo Ying's heart surged like a tidal wave, and she was a little reluctant, so she had to raise her voice in the storm and ask, "Do we have a chance to meet again?"

However, there was only a sound of wind behind him, and the wind could not speak. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the ship, empty and empty.

The wind gradually subsided, and the boat no longer sailed against the wind, and although there was no one to paddle, it was able to move forward slowly.

I don't know how long later, a small island really came into view, there was a towering tree on the island, the tree was full of dry leaves, when Luoying landed on the shore and walked to the island, only to find that the tree had a tendency to die. There was a burst of fragrant smell from the tree, Luo Yingxi moved her nose and took several sips, it was really fragrant, it smelled of lemon eucalyptus, but it smelled more mellow.

"Maya tree, are you the heart of Jizo, why did you wither like this?" said Luoying, looking at the towering tree, muttering alone.

A gentle breeze blew, and the dead leaves on the trees were swept down by the warm breeze in circles.

Luo Ying picked up a leaf, she put the palm of her hand in front of her eyes, and carefully gazed at the oval, yellow and green leaves that still had the breath of life.

"It's so warm!" Luo Ying said to herself, she called it in her heart: "Holding you in your hand is like holding your past and present lives, so stable and warm!"

The ears sounded the peaceful Buddha music, which was born from the worship and yearning for the Buddha from the heart, pure, transparent, and undisturbed.

"Maya, can you tell me how to get back? Luoying looked at it as if in prayer and spoke.

The Maya tree stood still, tall like a mountain, and as soon as Luoying's words fell, a few drops of rain fell from the tree.

"Will it rain here too?" Luo Ying said in confusion as she held one and looked at the sky.

The rain became heavier and heavier, like an angry child who didn't want to pay attention to everyone, so loud that Luoying's ears were only densely and hastily rained, and she hurriedly ran to the trunk of the tree to hide from the rain. In an instant, time was cut off, like a sunset falling into a valley, dragging away the last afterglow of the nostalgic world, and the world in front of me, like a dream, was torn apart from the horizon and disappeared.

Have you ever heard the ballad of Hell?

"I've never seen heaven, but I've heard of hell.

Flowers do not often bloom in spring, and wood is impermanent, and green returns in summer.

Souls are born with hardship, so why not face them bravely?

A mountain of swords and a sea of fire, a baptism of flesh and blood.

Maya does not die, and hell opens forever.

The storm in the river of hell, the tears of the Maya tree.

Are you overestimating yourself for the people you love?"