Bai Qian took Xiyue's hand and walked on the "Fire Road" of hell, the road was surprisingly quiet, there were only ghosts rushing back and forth, and the water of Huangquan was indeed as Bai Qian said, one or two ghosts occasionally appeared in it, which scared Xiyue's little heart to beat and jump.

"Don't worry, they won't dare come near you. Those who do not want to forget their past lives should stay in the river for thousands of years, and they can avoid drinking Meng Po soup so that they can remember the most important people and events in their previous lives. ”

"Thousands of years? So long? ”

Shizuki's mouth opened wide in surprise.

Bai Qian walked forward with Xiyue all the way, looking at the bustling crowd on the road, they all lowered their heads and didn't speak, and walked forward vigorously.

"Master, why don't people here speak?"

"Walking on Huangquan Road, they are already strangers, and they are unfamiliar with their skills, so what do they have to say. It's all about being too obsessed, for fear of forgetting the most important thing about yourself. Walking up to the Yellow Spring, it is already a strange road. ”

Shizuki pouted, "It feels weird here, I don't want to stay in this place anymore." ”

Bai Qian nodded, took Xi Yue's hand and flew up, Xi Yue looked at the soul floating in the water of the Yellow Spring, soaked in the water of the Yellow Spring, and his face was distorted.

Xiyue turned her face away from her sadness.

"Their obsession is too heavy, don't think too much, everyone has their own way to go, for the torture of the previous year, those things they don't want to forget are more important, they would rather be tortured by the water of the Yellow Spring than forget."

Although it was flying in the air in the underworld, it could not feel the slightest wind. Xiyue clutched Bai Qian tightly, this underworld is really a sad place.

"Here we are." ”

Bai Qian pointed ahead.

Wangxiang platform, high ridge curved railing, majestic and magnificent, towering clouds Xiyue followed Bai Qian to the ancient stone mirror inlaid on the cliff, only to see that its frame is engraved with many inscriptions, it should be some spells in the underworld, the mirror is not clear, there is a faint white mist on it, even their own appearance can not be reflected.

In front of the mirror, a man dressed in white had his hair in a messy bun, his hands touched the mirror, and tears flowed. Silent Huangquan was worried, and tears flowed on the platform of Wangxiang! ”

Xiyue was stunned for a moment, Bai Qian nodded, and Xiyue whispered, "Father." ”

Sure enough, the man in white looked back and saw that Xiyue was first overjoyed, and then cried sadly, "It's just that I, the king of a dead country, is dead, why daughter, you also came here, is it really heaven to kill me?" ”

Xiyue burst into tears and shook her head, "Master brought me here, Father, I'm not dead." ”

Xiyue touched the blood-red marks on the emperor's neck, and said distressedly, "Father, isn't it painful?" ”

The emperor's eyes were red, and he shook his head, "Child, it doesn't hurt, my father just wants to see what you looked like when you were a child, so I am reluctant to leave, and I can see you again, my father is already comforted by the old man, but I don't know if your mother has been reincarnated." ”

Xiyue pouted: "In the eyes of my father, my mother is always the most important." ”

Shizuki said, her eyes red.

The emperor touched Xiyue's hair, and smiled helplessly on his pale face, "Father has seen you grow step by step, although you have not been with me for so many years, now God has punished me, and now my retribution is coming." ”

"Master, please save your father."

Shigetsu knelt on the ground.

Bai Qian shook his head and turned away.

"He is already dead, it is already an exception for the master to take you to meet, people and ghosts have different paths, his body has been buried, eaten by snakes, insects, rats and ants, and now there is no way to return to the yang, his life is near, you father and daughter say goodbye."

Bai Qian leaned away.

Xiyue looked at Bai Qian's departing figure and lifted it empty, why, why couldn't he save him.

"Is it really okay for you to do this?"

Su Ning appeared behind Bai Qian.

"Why are you here?"

"You only need to consume a little immortal power to save him, why would you rather see her sad than come to the rescue?"

Su Ning pointed to the father and daughter who were hugging their heads and crying below.

"There are laws for everything, birth, old age, sickness and death are common, his father and the emperor are already at the end of their life, and they are just barely alive if they forcibly go against the sky, and sooner or later there will be retribution."

Bai Qian said.

Su Ning smiled disdainfully, "I hope so, but if it's me, if it's me who loves, even if it destroys the world, I will save him back." ”

"Su Ning, your obsession is too deep, that's why your cultivation of immortals will stagnate."

Su Ning was stunned for a moment, "You already know my intentions, is it so important to you to cultivate immortals?" ”

"Su Ning, some things are already predestined."

Bai Qian was reluctant to watch Su Ning entangled.

Su Ning sneered, "I hope that in the future, your apprentice will know that you, the master, can save her relatives, and what it feels like to sit idly by!" ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Bai Qian sighed. Return to Shioduke's side.

"Okay, Yue'er, you should also go back, don't miss the time of your father's reincarnation."

"No, don't."

Shigetsu shook her head.

Qin Hao smiled miserably, "In the future, my daughter will be handed over to you to take care of, please take care of her." ”

"Don't worry, since she is already my apprentice, I will take good care of her in this life and this life."

"Well, thank you."

Qin Hao turned to look at his crying daughter with rain, "Okay, don't be sad." ”

Bai Qian pointed ahead and said, "This bridge is the boundary, starting a new reincarnation." ”

Bluestone bridge deck, five steps, west of the bridge for women, east of the bridge for men, left yin and right yang. "Whoever dies at the age of ninety-seven will wait three years on the bridge." A thousand years of retrospective, a hundred years of promise. Maybe the relationship between husband and wife in this life began and ended here.

However, thousands of feet under the bridge, the clouds and mist are entangled, and no one knows what kind of way awaits the next life. The promise of the next life is just a follow-up to this life, after drinking Meng Po soup, everything has been forgotten, and the meeting in the next life is just a new beginning.

"Don't go, don't forget me."

Xiyue grabbed Qin Hao's hand and was unwilling to let go.

Qin Hao touched his daughter's head helplessly, "I left something in the hands of Commander Yang, Yue'er remember to get it, and when you think of your father, go to visit me at the grave." ”

Bai Qian pulled Xiyue and said to Qin Hao, "After crossing the Nai He Bridge, you can be reincarnated as a human being, forget the unhappiness of this life, and start over." ”

Qin Hao nodded, turned around and left.

"No, don't go, don't! Master, let me go! ”

Shigetsu shouted.

Qin Hao listened to his daughter's heart-rending cry, sighed helplessly, and walked towards the Nai He Bridge: "Nai He Bridge, what a meeting in this life, and a reunion in the next life." ”

Meng Po scooped bowls of Meng Po soup and served them to the people who were going to go to the bridge.

Legend has it that if you drink Meng Po soup, you will forget.

If you have a choice, you

The distant bell trembles,

Faintly ringing in the sky,

Sink again......

That's on the bridge,

The song of the dead day and night......

On the bridge, Meng Po leisurely picked up the soup bowl......

There are all kinds of people who come,

There is calmness, there is silence, there is hideousness, there is fear......

Half-pushed, half-pushed, trembling slightly......

The soup is drunk in one go,

After all, no one escapes,

After all, you have to drink a little bit and not too much......

Meng Po leisurely serves the bowl of soup, and Meng Po leisurely collects the soup bowl......

No matter how deep love was in the previous life

Walking on this bridge is also steady, not chaotic at all......

The heart is as quiet as a mirror, and the heart is as heavy as a stone......

There was silence on this side of the bridge......

Because my heart died, I lost the memory of my life......

The bridge is mournful and choking......

Because of my heartbeat, I can't forget the lingering of this life

"In the next life, continue the frontier"......

Meng Po occasionally heard the words floating to her ears, and smiled lightly......

Look down at the pot of soup, a pot of ordinary soup......

Just because of the addition of a seasoning called forgetting, it also surpassed the former mountain league

The memory boat ran aground......

The sea shuddered

The wind and waves are a thing of the past......

Occasionally, I feel

Many have never done it in this life

But something that seems familiar......

There is no rock that really does not move,

The cruelest thing in the world is to wait......

Waiting is the first old age of life......

Wait until the epiphany blooms again

Wait until the scenery is seen through

The moment when you drink all the Meng Po soup,

Didn't swallow with tears......

In this life, take her hand,

If you love, you will be firmly and firmly close

Don't lose each other in the middle of nowhere

Still is......

You are you, I am me, we don't owe each other, and we go our separate ways to be happy......

Even if you meet in a dream, don't say hello,

Smile and pass by

Or let me have you for the rest of my life,

Or we never see each other