"What is the Yama Heavenly Son?" I asked.

Mu Xiu looked at me and said, "The king of Hades is actually called the king of Hades of the ten halls, which are: the main position of King Qin Guang of the first hall, in charge of life and death in the world, and the good and evil of the netherworld.

The second hall of Chujiang is in charge of the bottom of the sea. Living hell under the fertile rock in the south.

Emperor Yang of the Song Dynasty in the Three Palaces was a man. The manager of the world does not think of Junde as the largest. People's lives matter. Those who enjoy the throne. Not Jianchen Festival. Regardless of people's lives. Shishu forgets righteousness when he sees profit. The husband is unrighteous. The wife is not going well. You should love your heirs and be your heirs. He has received favors and property. Those who return to their ancestors and return to their families. The slave bears the burden of the head of the house. The clerk is subordinate to the chief of the officer. Partner is the owner of the financial owner. or criminal prison escape and military escape. Seeking bail for custody. Those who are responsible for official duties and other matters. A long journey without repentance. Though good deeds. It is inevitable to suffer from each other, such as paying attention to feng shui, preventing funerals, and digging up graves to see coffins. It is not to be reclaimed. It damages the bones and leaks money and food. Lost ancestral graves. Temptation to break the law. Instigation of litigation. Write anonymous unveiling the divorce note. Fabrication of deed papers. Recover money debentures. Do not note or draw a monogram. Addition and correction of accounts. In the case of an incident such as the murder of a descendant, the severity of the offender shall be investigated. Let the powerful ghost servants go to the big prison, and the other should go to the small prison to suffer. Received the fourth beating. Prison sentence increased.

The four halls and five senses are in charge of the bottom of the sea. Due east, the Fertile Stone is under the Great Hell.

The Son of Heaven of the Five Palaces of Yama was in the first hall in front of him, and he died of mercy. Repeatedly release the sun and stretch the snow. The descending tone is in charge of the bottom of the sea, under the northeast fertile rock. Calling the Great Hell. and sixteen little hells of the heart.

The six halls of Bian Cheng are in charge of the bottom of the sea. Due north under the Fertile Rock.

The king of Mount Tai of the Seven Palaces is in charge of the bottom of the sea. Under the fertile rocks in the northwest, the great hell of heat annoyance.

The king of the Eight Palaces is in charge of the bottom of the sea.

Under the Southwest Fertile Stone of the Nine Palaces and the Equality of the King, the Great Hell of Ah Bi.

The Ten Halls Wheel King Hall is located outside the dark and fertile stone, and it is facing the five turbidities of the world in the east.

And the fifth hall of Yama Heavenly Son, according to legend, there are many people who are Yama. "The Book of Sui * The Biography of Han Capture Tiger" has: Born as the Shangzhu Kingdom, died as the King of Yama. Therefore, Han Baohu was the first king of Hades, and the subsequent Kou Zhun, Fan Zhongyan, and Bao Zheng were all successively rumored to be the sons of Yama, but in these legends, the most folk talk about is Bao Zheng. And Zhong Kui was the son of Emperor Tang Ming, who died because of his appearance, so he was named a judge, and he was generally a door god together with Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong. ”

Listening to Mu Xiu say this, An Xiangfei and I can be regarded as suddenly enlightened. But suddenly I felt that something was wrong, and after three seconds, we all turned our heads to look at Bao Zheng's tomb under the moonlight in the distance, and suddenly felt a worry, if Bao Zheng is really the son of Yama, then his tomb is not so easy to start.

Seeing that An Xiangfei and I suddenly looked worried, Mu Xiu patted my head and said with a smile: "After all, it's a legend, not necessarily true, I'll know tomorrow." Hurry up and go to bed. ”

Thinking that what Mu Xiu said was right, so the three of us each entered our own zhangpeng, and suddenly lay down inside and saw the clear moon in the sky through the air window, and couldn't help but recall the row of Mu Xiu on my head just now, as if I felt the temperature of the palm.

Nights that have been silent for thousands of years are still so silent.

The days go by day by day. As a result, his face is getting older day by day. The moonlight flowing all over the mountains was as cold as ever. That flowing gesture took me into the deepest part of time.

Lonely month, who has been by your side for thousands of years?

I know you're a sentient being.

Otherwise, how could you emit such a cold light night after night? It must be an emotional tie that makes you nostalgic for this earthly world as always. The moon that flows like water, is it the two lines of tears you shed?

The cold wrapped around the surface of my clothes dipped into my teacup. The dense water vapor gradually solidified.

The coldness of a cup and the coldness of a summer night in southern Shaanxi gradually spread in my hands. Thus, the pain of the millennium of waiting for the month gradually spread.

We are all people who wait, so we all have old faces and vicissitudes of life.

A place and a moon pass flow quietly, like the tears of a pear blossom with rain in spring.

A cloud, always beside the moon. At least, tonight.

Could it be that you are the one who has been waiting for the month.

I don't know how long you've met, but I know the pain of Yue'er's waiting.

I know: how deep the love is, the weight of the tears.

If you don't believe it, look at the coolness that flows in that place.

Perhaps, he is just flowing like this, whether it is a thousand years, or ten thousand years, I am afraid he has forgotten himself. In his thoughts like water, the waves are not frightened, they are not dry, they are not full, how much suffering, he is the only one who bears it silently, and the distance between night and day has been slowly melted by him.

After experiencing the hope of spring, the warmth of summer, the coolness of autumn, and the misery of winter, who else can keep the promise to you, but the month, wait, is thousands of years.

All the beauty of memories is swaying in the wind, who is the only protagonist in those long-term legends?

Therefore, the summer night has this slightest coolness.

A bird's song breaks the darkness of the night and the silence of the night.

It also broke the watery feelings that swayed in my mind.

Looking at the already broken moon in my heart, broken, my heart fell in an instant, until the bottom.

The shadows of those tears gradually became clear, and I couldn't help but think of the back of a hero when I looked at the air window.

I just remember that sentence: Eight thousand miles of clouds and moons-

The wind and sand are flying all over the sky, and in my heart, I imagine the desolation of the desert heroes, and the sorrow of the women in the mountain villages.

And that promise, I am about to fulfill, my hero seems to be like the man in front of me, but he has been in love with me for a thousand years.

"Moon, moon, it's been a full year and a half, do you remember me and him at the beginning." I said to myself that I looked at the clear moon, watching the clouds slowly fill the entire sky, and the clear moon gradually became hazy.

Suddenly, the weeds around rustled, and it turned out to be the sound of the wind, and when I looked at the sky again in this moment's effort, it was already pitch black, and there were a few lightning in the distance from time to time, and then the low thunder came slowly.

"Mu Xiu, An Xiangfei, what should we do if it rains?" I shouted loudly because our camp was surrounded by weeds and the terrain was low, and if it rained heavily, we would probably be blistered.

"We won't be blistered for a while, look at the posture, the black clouds are thick." An Xiangfei's voice came from Zhangpeng next door, but Mu Xiu on the other side didn't respond for a long time, just when I thought he might have fallen asleep, his indifferent voice came out.

This book was first published in Reading Books