Once the city of Xudu approached Zi, it became a dead city, except for the moonlight and wind, as if everything was gone.

Xiang Liu held Wen Yu's hand tightly, and waved his sleeves under the city gate, and the black and purple light instantly conjured up a path leading to the wall.

"Have you recovered your spells?" Wenlu saw a person's spell for the first time in his life, and the novelty was tight.

Xiang Liu only nodded, Wen Lu didn't dare to say anything more, she only felt that Xiang Liu was different from usual, much more serious and serious, and there was a hint of fierceness in her eyes.

Walking through the passage, it suddenly opened up, and the sky above the netherworld was extremely empty, like the starry sky in the middle of the night, but the difference was that there was a faint aurora.

"This is the underworld? Why should people be afraid of death?" Wen Lu tilted his head and marveled.

"The Netherworld dominates life and death in the human world, judges good and evil, and leads to the six realms of reincarnation, but it is not a place for ghosts to live. ”

"Where does the ghost live, and where does the man go when he dies?"

"After judging a lifetime of work, the reincarnation went to the Xiangtai Nai He Bridge, and the heinous escort was sent to the Blood Pool Purgatory. ”

"It turns out that there really is... Is there an eternal life that cannot be reborn?"

Sang-ryu didn't answer, his face was expressionless, noncommittal.

Suddenly, a dark fragrance wafted in, and Wen Lu couldn't help but follow the fragrance, only to see red flowers growing like fire under the aurora, and the surface was glowing with a faint light...

Thousands, countless flowers are connected in a row, as if they are in the ocean, they grow, bloom, and wait for a blank soul at the end of life.

"This flower is so beautiful!" Wen Lu only felt that he was running out of words after coming to the Netherworld. This beautiful sea of fiery red flowers made her mouth open unconsciously wide.

"What's the name of this flower?"

"The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death. ”

"It's a pity that a good flower means eternal life. ”

Walking through the sea of flowers, I saw an attic with carved beams and paintings in the distance, and there were a few people standing on the platform extending from the attic, crying and laughing, so not crazy.

"This attic is so beautiful! Brother Xiangliu, you see that the stage is very lively, isn't it a witch dance, why don't we go and take a look?" Wen Lu said and raised his legs and walked over there...

But he never wanted to be tightly grabbed by the collar of Xiangliu: "That's Wangxiangtai, where the soul looks back at the world for the last time." ”

Xiang Liu dragged Wenlu across the bridge, and only saw people on the bridge, but they didn't go to the bridge, but went around to the other side.

At this time, a hoarse voice came slowly: "No matter what the name is in the world, after death, it will be closed to the ghost gate." The people outside the gate are still singing and dancing, and the soul inside the gate crosses the Huangquan Road. Dust to dust, dust to dust. However, the bridge, the road is far away, and one step is three miles. ”

The voice was so uncomfortable, Wen Lu shivered, and only felt goosebumps.

Xiang Liu sensed Wen Lu's uneasiness, held her hand tighter, and walked forward without hesitation.

"If you can't live, you will suffer in the world, and if you die, you will materialize in an instant. Life and death, death and death, life and death, death and poverty are reborn, but so, it is a mortal thing, see through the red dust and suffering!"

But Xiangliu didn't pay attention to it.

"Hey, didn't you hear the old man speak?" I don't know when, a white and lovely girl stood in front of Xiang Liu and the others, she was wearing coarse linen clothes, looking old-fashioned, and holding a big spoon in her hand.

"Get out of the way. Xiang Liu's expression was grim, glowing with cold light.

"How can you be so rude to the old body in your later life, go to the bridge!

"I'm going to see Hades. ”

"Yo he! Lord Hades has a lot of opportunities, how can you see it if you want to see it?"

"I'll say it one last time, get out of the way. A black-purple mist rose from Xiangliu's palm...

"You—" The girl with the spoon seemed to want to argue, but was interrupted by a teenager who was running in the distance.

The young man was wearing a black brocade robe, with a beautiful jade girdle on his waist, and he smiled: "It turned out that Xiang Liujun arrived, and he missed the distance, and he still looked at Xiang Liujun Haihan, don't be angry, the new Meng Po is not sensible, not sensible." ”

The young man turned his face to face Meng Po, and instantly changed his expression of reproach: "Meng Aqi, the Meng Po soup you boiled last time was less than two flavors of medicine, so that the child who was reincarnated in the world could speak as soon as he was born, how much effort did it take me to settle it for you! You are causing trouble again! Don't you look at who this is, Xiang Liujun's age is still three generations rich as your grandfather, dare to call it a descendant, you are really ......." ”

Wen Lu saw that Meng Aqi lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything, and felt very pitiful, so he persuaded: "That's it, she doesn't know that the person who came is Xiangliu Jun." ”

Meng Aqi raised his head when he heard this, and cast a grateful glance at Wen Lu.

"Since Xiang Liujun's friend has spoken, this matter will be over, and if he does it again, he will not be spared. The young man glared at Meng Aqi, turned around and said to Xiang Liu with a smile: "I will personally ferry Xiang Liujun to see Lord Hades." ”

Xiang Liu nodded slightly: "There is Lao Shenjun." ”

Wen Lu secretly muttered in his heart: It turns out that this young man's name is Shendi, how can this name be so familiar, ah! I remember! It turned out to be the door god that every household drew on the door to eliminate disasters and avoid disasters, and to seek good fortune and avoid evil! It's just that this appearance is really far from the same, and the pictures on the door are all fierce gods and evil spirits, and his face is full of beards, but now he still looks very handsome.

"What are you in a daze?" Xiang Liu's voice called Wen Lu back to his senses, it turned out that he had already walked to the riverside while thinking, and Shen Di was already standing in the boat, waiting for Xiang Liu and Wen Lu.

Standing on the bank of the river, the surface of the river is sparkling, reflecting thousands of stars...

Wen Lu opened his mouth and sighed: "This river ......"

"It's so beautiful!" Xiang Liu replied, not forgetting to glance at Wen Lu with sarcastic and disgusted eyes.

"Shen Tujun, what is this river called?" Wen Lu didn't care what Xiang Liu's eyes were.

"There is no shore on the other side of the flowers, and the soul is still in the river. Lethe River is also. Shen Tu smiled and said, "If the girl gets on the boat and walks for a while, she won't think it's beautiful." ”

Xiang Liu's demeanor carefully helped Wen Lu to step onto the boat, and couldn't help but provoke the surprised eyes of Shen Tu, when did the tyrannical and fierce god Xiang Liu also have this tender side!

There are no wonders in the world, and the gods comfort themselves.

In the blink of an eye, the boat had reached the center of the Lechuan River, and for a moment the wind was fierce, the river turned blood-yellow, the river was full of insects and snakes, and the screams of ghosts were extremely terrible.

Xiang Liu stood on the boat, calm and relaxed, and did not see any change in his expression.

Suddenly, a pair of white bones and withered hands felt the smell of a living person, and pounced on Wenlu's ankle tightly, trying to drag Wenlu into the Lethe River. Wenlu exclaimed in fright.

"Look for death. Xiang Liu's eyebrows moved slightly, his fingers stretched out his sharp nails, a burst of purple-black light flashed, and his white bone withered hands had been shattered into powder... Suddenly, a roar from the snake and the sound of spitting letters resounded through the banks of the Lechuan River, the sound was magnificent, and all the monsters on the Lethe River flinched back to the bottom of the river when they heard this sound, and the river surface returned to calm.

Wenlu heard it clearly, this voice came from Xiangliu's body, and Wenlu couldn't help but sigh secretly: Ah~ It turns out that it's really a snake...