The boatman rowed two wooden oars, and the hull of the boat swayed with it. Finally paddling to the middle of the river, a ghost stained with red liquid, stretched out his bone-exposed hand, grabbed the side of the boat and refused to let go. The ghost seemed to be crying out for help. I wanted to reach out to help, only to remember that I couldn't be saved by being chained. The red liquid in the river began to bubble and become more viscous. The ghost was like a swamp, and eventually he couldn't hold it anymore and fell away.

"Why didn't you save him?" I asked the madman. "Haha, you can't live by doing your own evil." Did I hear it wrong, it's really crazy, it's really cold-blooded. I breathed a sigh of relief when we finally came to shore after a bit of swaying, and the boatman raised his hand and motioned for us to disembark. When I got off the boat, I was stunned. The whole road was full of red flowers like blood. I didn't expect to have such a beautiful scenery in the underworld.

"That's the Flower of the Other Side." He looked at me in amazement and said as he led me through this sea of flowers.

"This is the Nai Ho Bridge." I passed by the glazed-faced souls around me. There was a long queue on the Nai He Bridge, waiting for the bowl of Meng Po soup in Meng Po's hand. Meng Po is like an old woman who sells sweet soup in the world. A jar full of soup never dries up, and a jar full of fruit. It's just that the red fruits look like devils. "What kind of fruit is that?" I asked the madman in front of me who was pulling the chains. "Wangxiang cries about the old days, but the love has been determined for three lives, he will be reborn in the soul of the hometown, Meng Po will be hurt in a bowl, the fire and the dead wood will produce fruits, and the fire will be eaten if you fall into the sea of fire, and the hell will suffer, and when will the consequences of evil be treated." The madman read a long poem. But I have understood, that it is the food to be eaten before going to Hell and suffering.

After several tosses, he finally came to the palace of Hades. The hall of Hades was foggy and dim, and several large gems were placed in the hall, glowing with a faint green light. A large stone was placed in the center of the temple. The bull-headed horse-faced and black-and-white impermanence stood on both sides of the hall without saying a word. A judge stands on the side of Hades' seat, holding a book of life and death.

"See Hades," the madman pressed me down and knelt on the ground. While I was wondering where the hell the hell was Hades, suddenly a person appeared in the seat. I couldn't help but look up at him. He was dressed in a shiny black robe, a cloak shrouded in nebulae, and a long ponytail was tied at the back of his black hair, and the long streams of water in front of him were neatly divided on both sides. The gold-rimmed mask covered the eyes, revealing only the dark glow of the eyes, and the closed lips were not angry.

He completely subverted my three views, and his appearance is far from what is spread among the people.

"Moro, please get up." The madman stood up and transformed into a handsome man in a black robe. At the same time, the chains that bound me were gone. "Who's kneeling down there?" The Immortal asked. I looked at the shapeshifting man next to me, and he nodded to me and motioned for me to speak.

"I am I I have no name, I am a beggar, I am a beggar," I suddenly muttered, I didn't even have a name when I was a child, I didn't know how to say myself. Suddenly, the big stone in the center of the temple lit up, from the time I was not born, to being fed water by wolves, to begging, and now to the present. Scene after scene played, and then stopped.

"Judge, check her details." After the Hades finished speaking, the judge began to flip through the book of life and death in his hand. He rummaged through it for a long time, and finally closed the book of life and death. "Hades, there is no such person. She is not within the six realms of reincarnation. Nor is it in the Three Realms. "Oh?" The Immortal suddenly stood up and walked towards me, his dark and bottomless eyes meeting my gaze.

"Haha, I see," Hades returned to his seat, sneering expressionlessly.

"What does Hades mean?" Moro asked, clenching his fists. "Didn't you tie her back because of her peculiar bone shape?" Hades asked rhetorically. "Exactly, I was passing through the woods and happened to see her bewitched by the imp, so I came to her rescue. Originally, I thought she would survive, but she had a weak will to survive and was bent on dying. And I noticed that she had a strange bone shape, so I tied her back. I don't know exactly what she really is. Moro explained.

After hearing this, the size of Moro suddenly became huge in my eyes, and I could only silently say thank you in my thoughts.

"Throw her into the Lethe." This sentence of the Immortal suddenly shocked me. Thinking of the tumbling red river when I came, I was afraid, and I flinched. I begged with my eyes. "Hades, do you want this?" Standing beside me, Moro asked Hades, and seemed to be praying for me. "Yes," Hades finished speaking, and a huge whirlpool appeared beside me. Then I was swept into the whirlpool, and a red color came into view. I sank into the water, and the smell of fish filled my body. One by one, the terrifying souls around me pounced on me and crushed me into the water. I felt like I was going to suffocate, and my arms were pounding. In the end, I gave up struggling, stopped trying, stopped moving. I seemed to be asleep, as if I was still

But at this moment, an abnormal force melted into my body, and I felt my soul burn, very hot. My straight body stood in the water, my arms straight, and I felt the pain that almost destroyed me. The body is slowly shrinking, slowly shrinking. Until I thought I had completely melted.

A sprouted seed slowly emerges from the water. The seeds glowed red on the murky surface of the river, and the seeds began to swell, to the size of a human, until the explosion burst into flames.

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't help but be shocked. The piping hot liquid was already under my feet. I actually stood on the surface of this river, and no matter how fast the river was, I didn't feel a trace of it. I felt my hair growing up to my waist. The original torn clothes on his body are gone, and his body is naked. Long black hair wrapped around my vital parts.

I heard the sound of Buddhist scriptures slowly enveloping me from far to near. This feeling makes me feel relieved and fulfilled from the bottom of my heart.

"She's?!" Moro looked at the picture in the mirror and was stunned.

"Exactly, she is the legendary Seed of Darkness. This seed first appeared in antiquity and only germinated in shady places. And there's a habit too. Seeds don't go bad, no matter what the environment. But there is another characteristic of this kind of sub. It is eaten by wolves and becomes wolves, eaten by ghosts and becomes ghosts, and eaten by people becomes humans. She was mistakenly eaten by the woman, so her mother was pregnant with the child. Hades explained.

"Hades, did you throw her into the Lethe River for" Moro was immersed in amazement.

"Exactly, I want her to be reborn, to cleanse her from sin, and then to be reborn for the use of the underworld."