The man was silent for a moment, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and his somewhat wandering gaze suddenly became firm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I jump. ”

Then I saw him leap and jump into the Lethe River, which splashed a splash, and then gradually fell silent, and the man's figure disappeared with the Lethe River, which gradually fell silent.

Shen Yuheng skillfully scooped Meng Po soup for the next soul, not to see if the man could survive it.

At first, she would pay attention to it, but after seeing too many of these souls, she became numb, and she didn't think there was anything that could attract attention.

Maybe this should be the norm in the underworld.

The ferryman was a very silent man, and most of the time he sat quietly, not saying a word, and the expression on his face was lacking, and only occasionally he moved his eyelids when he saw the spirits struggling to peek out of the Lethe River.

"Is there really a soul that can struggle out of the Lechuan River?" The soul waiting for reincarnation is not always there, and when he is free, Shen Yuheng will also talk to the ferryman.

The ferryman seemed to be thinking about something, and after a long time, he nodded slowly.

"Yes. Thinking of the man who struggled out of the Lethe River, the ferryman's face changed in a rare way.

There are thousands of souls who have jumped into the Lethe River, but for so many years, only one soul has really survived the thousands of years in the Lethe River, and finally reincarnated.

That man...... The ferryman's eyes changed, but it was a pity that he still didn't get what he wanted after all, even if he struggled in the waters of the Lethe River for a thousand years?

Maybe love and hate, that's it.

Although the ferryman said yes, he didn't mention who it was, Shen Yuheng looked at him and knew that he might not want to mention more, so he shrugged his shoulders, but he was a little curious about the soul that could torment in the Lechuan River for a thousand years.

Now that there is no one on the bridge, Shen Yuheng walked out of the Meng Po Pavilion, and curiously turned around on the side of the Sansheng Stone, there are many names engraved on the Sansheng Stone, and every once in a while, these names will slowly peel off and replace them with new names, I don't know if it is a convention, or some unwritten rule, those souls always like to carve their names on the Sansheng Stone, as if they can really ask for Sansheng Immortal.

However, seeing that a name appeared three times on the Sansheng Stone, and the names engraved on the side were all different, Shen Yuheng couldn't help but sneer.

This soul is a flowery one.

Shen Yuheng looked over one by one, but unexpectedly saw the name of the ferryman, his name seemed to have been engraved on it for a long time, and it had not peeled off, next to the name of the ferryman, there was originally a name engraved, but because it was too long, it was already blurry, Shen Yuheng tried to identify it for a long time, and he couldn't tell who the name was.

"You want to know?" The ferryman's voice suddenly sounded behind Shen Yuheng, and Shen Yuheng was startled by him, as if he didn't expect him to go ashore.

The ferryman paused for a moment, then slowly spoke.

He was originally a general in the world, in order to defend the country in the war to die, because the killing qi on his body is too heavy, he can not enter the reincarnation like a normal person, and in order to see his wife again, he also does not want to drink Meng Po soup, at first he was just one of the souls who were suffering in this Lechuan River, but as his wife walked on the Nai He Bridge again and again, his heart gradually cooled, and finally became a crosser guarding the Lechuan River with a killing spirit.

The ferryman stroked the already vague name with some nostalgia, and a sigh overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He was young and frivolous, and he was madly in love with a girl, but that girl did not belong to him, and after he married his wife, he hated her for a time, but after his death, he found that he could not forget his wife.

The love of those young years will gradually blur as the years go by, and only the inseparable companionship is an eternal memory.

"Her name is Shadow, and she is a shadow who hangs from each other, and she stands alone. ”

Seeing the nostalgic look on the ferryman's face, Shen Yuheng also silenced, she didn't know what the story of the ferryman and the shadow was, so she couldn't judge, just looking at the ferryman's appearance, she could think of how tormented the ferryman would be in her heart now.

watched the shadow cross the bridge again and again, but he could only watch.

The soul that was about to be reincarnated came again, and Shen Yuheng turned sideways and let the soul come to the Sansheng Stone.

This soul is an old woman, the old woman seems to have never been married in her life, and now she is still combing her girl's hair in a bun, only to see the old woman look at the three-life stone for a while, and then tremblingly carved her name on the three-life stone.

The three-life stone began to show the old woman's past and present life.

The ferryman had already returned to the boat, and Shen Yuheng had also returned to Meng Po Pavilion, waiting for the old woman to come and drink Meng Po soup.

"Have you ever seen a man, girl? Although he is down now, his temperament is very good. The old woman trembled and went up to the Meng Po Pavilion, her voice hoarse and weak.

Down, but the temperament is the best? Hearing the old woman say this, Shen Yuheng remembered the man who jumped into the Lechuan River, and that man really matched the old woman's statement.

"The old man wants to find him? A bowl of Meng Po soup is in the stomach, and the past is forgotten, even if it is found, it is in vain. She scooped up the soup, and the clear Meng Po soup reflected the old woman's cheeks.

The old woman shook her head, and a look almost dreamy appeared on her face.

"He said that if anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he should wait three years on the bridge. He won't lie to me. ”

Shen Yuheng just shrugged his shoulders and did not say anything to break the old woman's illusion, this is simply impossible, every soul has an hour to enter reincarnation, if you miss it, you can only stay in the underworld as a lonely soul, no one can wait on the Nai He Bridge.

The old woman asked for a long time, but she still didn't get the result she wanted, and finally she could only drink Meng Po soup gloomily and set foot on the Nai He Bridge.

The soul that had jumped into the Lethe a few days ago poked its head out of the Lethe River, and looked at the old woman with sad eyes, but the ferryman only glanced at him, but did not beat him down with a penny.

This kind of watch will continue, if you can't even survive this, how can you survive a thousand years?

The old woman seemed to feel something, and her footsteps suddenly stopped, but she had already drunk the Meng Po soup, and those past events had long been forgotten, where would she still remember that soul?

After a pause, the old woman's footsteps continued, and the spirit watched the old woman's figure fade away, and finally slowly disappeared into the darkness, and slowly closed its eyes.

The Lethe River began to tear at the body of the soul, and the body of the soul was torn apart again and again, but it could not die, but it continued to endure the pain. (To be continued.) )