The Grim Reaper knew that this misfortune was caused by her, but she also acted on orders out of her own volition. In any case, people who have made mistakes always want to find peace of mind for themselves afterwards, she thinks, it is better to give her a chance, and the rest depends on her own skills!

"I'm not in a hurry to go to hell now, I'll take you to a place first," Death clasped his hands around his waist, his eyebrows full of confidence, "You must be willing to go." ”

At this time, the starry sky outside the window gradually deepened, and the night dew quietly condensed on the camellia petals, hovered left and right, and finally rolled down into the soil and disappeared. Luo Ying raised her chest, saw the determined gaze of the god of death, and hesitated, "Where to go?"

"In the third dimension of hell, there is a Zhuang Mengtai, where the book of life and death is stored. ”

"Why did you suddenly promise me?" Luo Ying remembered, the Grim Reaper still refused just now, not only refused, but also hit himself ruthlessly and indifferently!

Death's heart twitched suddenly, to be honest, she didn't know why she did this, was it to give her some psychological comfort? she looked at Luo Yingwu's big eyes full of doubt but unwavering, and shook her head, judging by her eyes, she didn't need anyone's comfort at all. Or is she really soft-hearted, feels very guilty, and can't help but help her? No, you know, once there is a special case for this kind of thing, there will be double examples waiting for you in the future, and the Grim Reaper is not a person who is overflowing with compassion, she is just a woman with compassion overflowing with principles.

Probably, this is what Jizo often says to himself, you must learn to compromise, you can't always find the right answer for what you do. The best answer likes to hide in the subconscious, unwilling to be discovered.

The Grim Reaper had no choice but to habitually shake the ponytail that he always liked to put on his shoulders, and said calmly: "Don't think too much, I'm not so kind, it's just that Jizo just went to the world, and I'm also panicking by myself, so it's better for you to accompany me first!"

"Is this okay, aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Luo Ying raised a solemn eyebrow, a look of distrust.

Death doesn't care so much, "Tell me, are you going or not?" she leaned closer to Luoying's face and smiled at her in confusion.

There was no time to think about it so much now, Luo Ying could only nod in confusion, mixed with a little apprehension in her heart.

After receiving the acquiescence of death, the corners of her noble and handsome mouth were pursed, and she took a few steps to the window alone with graceful steps. Luo Ying saw that in the night, the lips of the Grim Reaper trembled, and the fingertips of her left hand instantly changed from skin color to transparent, and then, the faint spell faintly penetrated the eardrum, and the air around the fingertips seemed to be sprinkled with the debris of stars, shining, flowing, growing, climbing, floating light kept falling from the top of the palm, blending and intertwining with the air, and she didn't want to waste it for a second, until a light purple light path extended in front of her, Luo Ying took a breath from the dreamy and strange scene just now.

I didn't notice it for a second, and the purple floating light completely precipitated and deepened, and it collided with the orange candlelight in the room, and it actually reflected a scene of colorful mist, like a meteor melting in the night sky!

"It's so beautiful, like a star that has fallen into the mortal world!" Luo Ying stretched out her finger and couldn't help but want to touch it.

"Don't look at it, let's go, when someone comes in, you won't be willing to leave!" Death turned back to urge her as he busily weaved the path of light.

In a hurry, Luo Ying kept up with the pace of death, she stepped on the light path carefully and full of novelty, and the moment she stepped on it with both feet, there was no feeling of lightness, as if she had regained her flesh and blood, so heavy, full, warm, and reassuring.

"Souls always have to find their own flesh and blood, and you can't stay in hell forever. Death muttered as he went.

"Why?" Luo Ying noticed that they had walked into the air outside the window, and she carefully explored the darker areas of the light path, for fear that she would step on the air.

Death murmured silently in front: "The body can produce the senses, and the senses can transmit love." ”

"Love?"

"Without love, it is difficult for a soul to survive, just like those stubborn evil spirits in the Hell River, who have not undergone countless pains and trials, they will not understand that love is liberation. ”

Love is liberation, it turns out that only love is liberation, Luo Ying kept silently repeating in her heart.

"But?" she suddenly interrupted Death's narration, "I have always heard the world say that only by turning one's heart to the Buddha can one be liberated!"

The path of light extended faster and faster, even faster than the speed of the wind blowing through her ears, the scenery under her feet began to move rapidly, the purple waves were surging and rolling, gradually bending, twisting, deforming, cracking a bud-like vortex, the vortex glowed with bright dark pink light, wrapping around Luoying's thin ankles, Luoying closed her eyes, she suddenly heard a noisy sound, I don't know if it came from the scene moving under her feet, or it was inexplicably emitted in her mind, in short, there were the sounds of soldiers fighting, there were men's whispers, there were innocent laughter of teenagers and girls, there was......

"Boom!" a tear quietly dripped from her jaw and fell into the tightly constricting aperture, splashing countless transparent, delicate, beautiful curves, and colorful glass beads.

Luo Ying saw that her tears fell into the magnetic field of the light path, and they actually hit many of the same teardrops.

"Luoying, don't cry, we are walking on the path of light years, don't leave anything of you here!" Death heard the sound of tears falling into the light, and hurriedly turned back to warn her.

However, it was too late! Luo Ying raised her guilty eyes, like a child who had done something wrong, and just as she wanted to ask the god of death what the result would be, she felt that her body had stagnated, the vortex under her feet was spinning faster and faster, the outline of the god of death was becoming more and more blurred, and her figure was far away like the bright moon rising in the west. Luo Ying was very scared, she kept shaking her head, her chest was full of helpless muffled sounds, but she just couldn't stop her tears! Her feet hung weakly, her arms curled up and had nowhere to extend, only a mysterious gravitational pull behind her sucked her body, completely throwing her hair into the air until it became one with the light.

"How are you?" Suddenly, a person grabbed her wrist in time, and she hurriedly opened her trembling eyelids to see the gentle smile of death.

"You're not leaving?" Luo Ying was surprised.

"Of course, I said I was going to take you to hell, so how could I leave you alone?" Death winked mischievously at her.

"But, in that case, you won't be able to go back to hell!" Luo Ying suddenly remembered some important reason, and her expression immediately changed solemnly, trying her best to shake off the finger of death.

"No, if even the Grim Reaper can't find hell, that's really the biggest joke of the century, but we may find a different hell!" With that, the Grim Reaper grabbed Luo Ying's body and fell into the endless deep space with that powerful and invisible attraction.

Black, confused, endless, empty, expanding, encircling, engulfing, and deep penetrating, Luo Ying could only feel the warmth of the palm of death's hand, and she couldn't see anything else, but even if she could see it, she wouldn't be afraid at all.

When a lilac vortex reappeared, she seemed to see the scenery under her feet once again show a vague outline, but these landscapes were completely different from the memories in my memory, could it be that this was another time and space I fell into?

Luo Ying was pondering, but the Grim Reaper turned to look at her, her expression had been completely distorted by the speed of light, it looked funny, almost like a reflection in boiling water! Luo Ying couldn't help laughing, and muttered, "By the way, I don't know what your name is?"

"Ge Nian! this is my name when I was a human!" Death's voice pierced through the howling wind, and Luo Ying saw that she was turning her head and shouting to herself.

Ge Nian. Luo Yingshu clenched his fists, and after muttering a few words in his heart, he nodded at her silently.