"Hehe'~" Ziyi raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her with a wry smile: "That means I'm dead." The girl still smiled, as if she agreed with Ziyi's statement, although she knew that she was dead, but she had no waves in her heart, and even wanted to laugh a little, it was really a creation and a trick······· In the end, I still couldn't escape~

Even so, but Ziyi did not have any impact because of death, after figuring it out, Ziyi's originally somewhat empty eyes became brighter, slowly got up from the ground, raised his head to look at the gloomy ghost gate, smiled, and then turned his gaze to the girl: "Then, as the usher, take me away." ”

For Ziyi's reaction, he blinked his cute big eyes because of love, and looked puzzled: "Hey? It's obviously broken, how can you ······?" The latter words were interrupted by the girl on the side because of love because of love: "Xiao Ai, where do you go to Sister Meng first." As he spoke, he gently patted the jade hand on Xiao Ai's head, and then Xiao Ai's skin began to disintegrate, and there were more and more hideous cracks, more and more, until he couldn't distinguish Xiao Ai's appearance, and then he hit the ground to the end, like a puzzle, Xiao Ai's "fragments" were scattered all over the place, leaving only one sentence: Bad sister bullying

Zi Yi couldn't help but shudder when he saw this creepy phenomenon, and then swallowed in the girl's smiling gaze and asked in a trembling voice, "She, she..." What did you do to her?"

"Hehehe..." Because of the situation, he suddenly smiled weirdly, slowly lowered his head, and the bangs on his forehead blocked his face and said gloomily: "So, what do you think?"

Because of the sudden change in affection, Ziyi subconsciously took a step back, swallowed his saliva, and stammered in a tone that he thought was terrible: "You, don't come here, let me tell you, I'm a person who died once, I'm a ghost now!"

Hearing Ziyi's words, the girl's face hidden under her hair showed a playful smile, coughed, brushed her hair, and after tidying up, she turned around and walked in towards the ghost gate with a serious face: "Just kidding, come with me." As he spoke, he paused, and at the moment when he was about to enter the Ghost Gate, he turned his head to look at Ziyi behind him, and reminded with a very serious expression: "After stepping into the Ghost Gate, you can't turn back, no matter what happens, don't look back." ”

Saying that he stepped into the ghost gate first, Ziyi took a deep breath and glanced behind him nostalgically, although there was nothing, but it seemed that there was something worth remembering in the boundless darkness, and he took a complicated look at the fragments of "Xiao Ai" on the ground, which had turned into pus at the moment, and then stepped into the ghost gate with the girl.

Although the little girl got along tightly for a short period of time, she didn't feel too anxious, but her death was so unclear, it still made Ziyi feel a little regretful, why do you say that she regrets death instead of anger, well, don't worry about it anymore, anyway, she is already a "four".

Legend ······

After the ghost gate pass, take a special road, this road is Huangquan Road, the roadside, full of flowers that only see flowers but do not see leaves, these special flowers have a special name, called the other side of the flower, the color of the flower is glamorous like blood, swinging with the wind on the side of the Huangquan road.

"The name of these flowers is the other side flower, and she also has a nice name, which is Manju Sahua. ”

When Purple Wing stepped into the ghost gate, the surrounding scenery began to change, rotate, merge, slowly disappear color, lose vitality, make people feel lonely, when Purple Wing came back to his senses again, his eyes were replaced by pieces of blood red, originally thought it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, but after a closer look, he found that it was a red flower. At this time, the voice of love came from behind him.

At this moment, Yin Qing didn't know where to take out a wooden oar, standing behind him and rowing slowly, staring at the front with an expressionless face, Zi Yi reacted, it turned out that he didn't know when he was sitting on a wooden boat, moving on a long river, the river did not have a trace of waves, like a stagnant water, and the river bank was full of flowers on the other side of the river.

As if he had seen through Ziyi's heart, he said emotionlessly: "This is Huangquan Road." Seeing that it seemed to have changed into a person's feelings, Ziyi got up with a wry smile, leaned against the side of the boat, and looked sideways at the stagnant water under the boat: "The road—?" Then he closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Looking at the front with an expressionless face, he kept the action of paddling in his hand, was silent for a long time, and slowly said, "If you have any questions, just ask." ”

"Is there one?" Ziyi smiled self-deprecatingly, looked at the flower on the other side of the river and said, "Now, because of love, why doesn't this flower have leaves?"

"The flowers and leaves of the other side flower bloom in two different seasons, and the flowers open and the leaves fall, so the flowers do not bloom when they bloom, and the flowers cannot be seen when they have leaves. Saying that, a trace of sadness flashed in his empty eyes, and he muttered to himself: "The flowers and leaves are not seen, the birth is wrong, the flowers bloom once, the leaves fall once, how many lives?"

As he spoke, he paused for a moment and continued: "There was originally no color on Huangquan Road, but there were flowers blooming on the other side, and she became the only color on Huangquan Road. ”

After hearing this, Ziyi leaned on the side of the boat, quietly closed his eyes, smelled the fragrance of flowers, and the scenes he experienced repeatedly appeared in front of Ziyi's eyes, starting from childhood memories, he seemed to have not felt this kind of tranquility for a long time.

I don't feel the loss of time...

There was such a picture on Huangquan Road, a girl dressed in white was quietly rowing an oar, standing behind the young man, who was half-leaning on the side of the boat and closed his eyes with a peaceful face, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Xiao Ai is not dead. Suddenly, Purple Wing opened his eyes, glanced at the river with no end in sight, and asked.

"Nope. ”

Ziyi, who witnessed the whole process, smiled when he heard the answer of the cause, although he saw it with his own eyes, he didn't have the slightest doubt when he heard the answer of the cause, and he didn't have the idea of wanting to know the reason, he knew that he didn't die, there was no need to worry about anything, right?

"Now, because of the situation, how long have you been here?"

"I don't know, there's no time here, but I know it's been a long, long time, since that person left, we've been sealed, and we've been waiting, waiting for that person to appear, for a long, long time. ”

"That person?"

He lowered his head and glanced at Purple Wing, but did not answer.