The Netherworld, for thousands of years, has been like this. The Huangquan Road, quietly, leads the wandering souls one by one.

Walking through the Huangquan Road, it is the Lechuan River, also called the Santu River, this river does not have the buoyancy of the river, and in the blood-red river, there are countless lonely souls and wild ghosts, which are difficult to overlive. I had to wail and scream in the river day and night, hoping to drag every soul that passed by into the water together, so that my soul could be exceeded.

On the Lechuan River, there is a Nai Ho bridge, and at the other end of the bridge, a woman named Meng Po, day after day, sells Meng Po soup. Legend has it that after drinking that soup, you can forget all the past, love and hate parting.

However, on the side of the bridge, there is a three-life stone. Silently watching the people who came to drink Meng Po soup and prepare to be reincarnated. Nuwa's spiritual power to mend the sky created this three-life stone. On the Sansheng Stone, the past is as clear as a flower in a mirror. And Nuwa's marriage silk thread allows this spirit stone to be in charge of the marriage of three lives and three lives.

And there are many stories to see, and the Sansheng Stone is also contaminated with some spirituality, every time someone takes care of their past in front of it, it always has to ask a few words naughtily, otherwise, standing there, year after year, day after day, it is too lonely.

Sanshengshi has been looking at the man on the other side of the Lechuan River for a long time, it is a very good-looking man, with a thin and tall figure, narrow eyebrows and eyes, engraved with romantic charm. It's been standing here for so long, and it's rare to see such a handsome man. It's just that the man is not very old, he is young, it's a pity.

It waited a long time, but the man did not cross the river. It's a little anxious, it really wants to wait for the person to take a picture in front of it, take a good look at his past, such a good-looking man, the story must be good-looking. But why didn't he come? He had been standing by the river with his hands in his hands, was he waiting for someone?

The man had been standing by the bridge for two days, and he was a little impatient, stupid, this is the underworld, stay one more day, and it will take a year to go to the world for reincarnation, not to mention, the wind of the underworld blows on his body, it hurts more than cutting meat, and the water of the Lechuan River splashes on his body, which is hotter than a flame, is that man stupid?

Zhao Shinan stood on the bank of the Lechuan River, he was not stupid, every wisp of wind blew, looking like a breeze, but when it came to his body, it was a bone-eroding pain, and the water that the Lechuan River churned from time to time splashed on him, and the pain was unbearable, black and white impermanence told him that one month in the world, one day in the underworld, he could only wait here for twelve days, that is, a year in the world. If he doesn't rush to reincarnate after twelve days, he will have no chance to be reincarnated, and he can only fall into the Lechuan River as a lonely ghost.

Looking at the hideous face in the Lechuan River, Zhao Shinan straightened his back. What else did he have to fear? Even if he fell in, he would wait for his wife, whom he had promised. Moreover, without her reincarnated together, what is the point of him alone?

Early in the morning of the third day, Sanshengshi saw a woman coming on Huangquan Road. The woman must have died of starvation, with a yellow face and a thin body. She seemed to know the man, and she had been tugging with him for a long time. Sanshengshi pricked up his ears to hear what they said, but across the Lechuan River, he couldn't hear anything. After a while, the woman was allowed to cry and make trouble, but the man remained unmoved, and still stood there. The woman had no choice but to cross the bridge by herself.

Didn't the woman have a man to pull her? The water ghost quickly came up and pulled her down. I think she did a lot of evil things in her life, and if she did good deeds, the water ghost would not drag her down so easily. Sanshengshi sighed. But the woman is capable, but in a few days, she dragged a substitute for the dead ghost and got out again, looking at her past in front of the Sansheng Stone, the Sansheng Stone, who has always loved to talk, was dumbfounded for the first time, and didn't know what to say. But before it could speak, the woman laughed twice and said, "In the next life, I don't believe that I still can't compete with her." As he spoke, he walked to the side of the Nai He Bridge and drank the Meng Po soup in one gulp.

The man had been standing for eight days, who was he waiting for? Why hadn't he come over? There was another man on Huangquan Road, and he knew that man, and the two seemed to have spoken a few words. After the man spoke, he walked across the Nai He Bridge to the Sansheng Stone, and took a picture of his past. In his past, Sanshengshi saw the man who was still standing by the Lethe River, and he finally understood who he was waiting for.

The naughty Sanshengshi looked at the man in front of him a little sadly, and couldn't help but ask him: "Do you still want to know that girl when you are reincarnated in your next life?"

The man in front of him smiled faintly: "Yes, I still want to guard her." ”

Sanshengshi asked puzzledly: "Aren't you afraid that she still likes that man and doesn't like you?"

The man in front of him shook his head: "It doesn't matter. I like her, keep her, that's enough. ”

Sanshengshi can't figure it out, although it is psychic, but it is not a human in the end, and it can't understand human thinking. But the man in front of him was gentle and easy to speak, and Sanshengshi couldn't help but ask him again: "Then what do you want to do in the next life besides guarding her?"

The man thought for a while, looked far away, and said in a calm voice: "I just want to live a plain life, and besides, I want to take my ancestor's surname again." "Yes, in his life, there are two regrets that he can't think about, one is Du Heng, and the other is his surname. He was originally a member of the Xia family, but he had to commit himself to his surname Zhao for his mother and livelihood, and he also had to be Bai Qing for the sake of the revolution and the world. In the next life, he just wants to live up to his ancestors and return to his surname Xia again.

Sanshengshi stopped talking, looked at Ling Quan, he felt that he was a good person, and took advantage of Meng Po's inattention, and secretly told Ling Quan: "I'll tell you, when you drink that Meng Po soup later, don't drink it all, keep a mouthful in your mouth, they won't find it." After crossing the bridge, he secretly vomited out. In this way, in the next life, when you see that girl, you can recognize her. ”

Ling Quan smiled, he also remembered. Leave a mouthful, and in the next life, he will recognize her and guard her.

Ten days have passed, and the girl has not come. Sanshengshi is in a hurry, if he doesn't come again, that good-looking man won't be able to reincarnate.

On the afternoon of the eleventh day, Du Heng came to Huangquan Road. She looked around curiously, this is the Yellow Spring, there is no sunlight, but she will not reach out and lose her fingers, a bit of a miserable and miserable light is about to run out. On both sides of the road, there are large patches of flowers on the other side. The color was red like a sea of blood. Du Heng shrunk his arm, a little timid in his heart.

This road, why is it so quiet and so mad? Du Heng was a little flustered, and his heart was about to jump out in a panic. She looked left and right, and her legs and feet were a little numb. The breeze blew, and Du Heng only felt that his bones were about to crack.

I don't know how long it takes, but she just thinks it's a long road. Finally, when she was nearing the end, she could already hear the roar of the river. Du Heng raised her head suddenly, and the Lechuan River, which she had heard of for a long time, was flowing in front of her eyes, and it was Zhao Shinan standing by the river.

He's waiting for her, he's really waiting for her.

Du Heng stopped his steps and looked at Zhao Shinan, the eyebrows, the affection, even if time flies, there is no change. Du Heng pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhao Shinan's eyebrows opened, and he gently hooked his lips and said, "Heng'er." There you are. He knew she would come. Zhao Shinan stretched out his hand, and Du Heng put his hand on it.

However, under the bridge, the water ghost howled, Du Heng and Zhao Shinan intertwined their fingers and walked over steadily. When the wind struck, Zhao Shinan gently grabbed Du Heng's shoulder, letting the thorny wind prick his body painfully, but the woman in his arms was safe.

Sanshengshi saw them coming, and he was a little excited and speechless. It didn't know why it was excited. Maybe it's for the happy look on the good-looking man's face at the moment, or maybe it's for you and me who are leaning on each other.

The two snuggled up to each other to look at their past, saw the depths of their love, looked at each other and smiled, Sanshengshi felt that it was the most beautiful smile it had ever seen. It looked at it so blankly, a distraction, and actually showed all the stories related to them around them, cumin's, Xiaoyu's, Lingquan's, until Du Heng said softly "oh": "It turns out that Xiaoyu's child is the blood of the Zhao family." Sanshengshi came back to his senses, was annoyed, and said, "It's broken." ”

Du Heng was stunned for a moment, looked at Sanshengshi and said, "Can you speak?"

Sanshengshi said with a smile: "Yes." Saying that, he said mischievously: "I guess, you will definitely be together in the next life." ”

Zhao Shinan also hooked his lips and smiled, this stone is a bit interesting. Du Heng nodded, looked at Sanshengshi and said, "Everyone in the world says that it is very spiritual to make a wish for marriage with you." Shi Nan and I, in the next life, in the next life, all the life, want to be together, okay?"

Sanshengshi said: "It's good, but you have to suffer eighteen kinds of suffering in reincarnation for this, are you still willing?"

Zhao Shinan and Du Heng both nodded without hesitation: "That's nothing." Sanshengshi was stunned, there were many people who would hesitate when they heard about the eighteen kinds of torment, at least they would ask what the torment was. But these two people did not hesitate at all.

Du Heng was a lot happier, looked at Sanshengshi and said with a smile: "Since you are Sanshengshi, Sansheng, in the past life, in this life, and in the next life, you must be able to see what Shi Nan and I look like in the next life, right? ”

Sanshengshi thought about it, in the past life, in this life, in the next life, anyway, after drinking Meng Po soup, he will forget the fastest in the next life, so it doesn't hurt to let them take a look. The Sansheng Stone opens the door to the afterlife:

The new base of Nanjing Silk Zhiheng was unveiled, and Zhao Yijing, who was dressed in a suit, was full of energy, and took the leaders who came to inspect to visit the three production lines. The new Chengyue brocade is in the form of cultural silk, in the production workshop yarn flying, splendid clusters;

Beijing's distribution office has expanded its scale, Xiao Bin is based in Beijing, Cheng Yuejin is now in addition to the fabric series, there are many new finished products, clothing, jewelry, cultural silk, orders in addition to domestic, most of them are from the international market. China's silk finally no longer has to focus on low-end raw silk and grey silk;

The swing frame in the courtyard is now a protective seat, and the younger brother who can just walk tremblingly sits on the swing mile, and the sister gently pushes beside him, and asks vigorously: "Is it high enough?" ”

Qing Yang smiled lightly: "Where can he speak." You asked him in a hurry. ”

Nuan Nuan turned around and grinned: "No, I heard him call Dad that day, right?

Zhao Yijing's narrow eyebrows and eyes were raised, and he gently hugged Qingyang, and the two looked at each other and smiled. The breeze blew, and the begonias in the courtyard blew all over.

Sanshengshi's door to future life was closed, and Du Heng and Zhao Shinan's eyebrows and eyes stretched.

However, on the Meng Po soup on the bridge, Du Heng and Zhao Shinan both left a big mouthful. At the moment when the past will turn into smoke, in each other's eyes, there are only each other's affectionate eyebrows.

Sansheng stone, Sansheng Road, such as acquaintance, and review, but lovesickness, do not lose.

The glitz is gone, and only the love is as deep as before.

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