Chapter 175: A Trip to the Underworld

The first step in leaving the soul requires feigning death to force the soul to temporarily leave the body. Sihuanuo and Ye Mian thought hard for a long time before deciding to use the method of drinking medicine to prevent harming their delicate skin.

After drinking the fake death pill, Sihuanuo lay on the bed, as if she was asleep, while Ye Mian was responsible for guarding the small everlasting lamp.

After Sihuanuo's soul passed through Ye Mian's body, he looked around, but saw a yin cha beckoning him over, waiting for him to approach. Fang saw that the yin cha saluted respectfully, and behind the yin cha was followed by a neat line of undead spirits, the group of undead were old and young, men and women, and their faces were different from each other.

"Young Master, we've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"Wait for me, do you know I'm coming?"

Just when Sihuanuo was puzzled, four paper figures carrying a paper sedan chair appeared in front of him, Sihuanuo thought for a moment, and sat on the sedan chair with the support of Yincha, and the Yin Cha and the undead behind him followed neatly behind him.

I don't know how long I walked, the sedan chair stopped, Sihuanuo opened the curtain, and saw that he had arrived in the underworld. There was a Yin cha in charge of registration in front of him, and behind him was the Naira Bridge, which was full of people.

"The god of the underworld is inside, please come with me. A little girl said, leading Sihuanuo away.

Passing through a large field of flowers on the other side, the two came to a small pavilion in the depths of the sea of flowers, where a woman dressed in black gauze was sitting calmly. The black veil the woman wore was limited, and it could only cover a small part of her Katsuyuki's skin. So her slender water snake waist and graceful figure can be seen at a glance.

When the two approached, the girl who led the way turned into a pearl hairpin, and returned to the woman's bun.

"You're the god of the underworld, you're a woman?" Sihuanuo's soul was a little puzzled, but she still sat in the corner of the pavilion.

The woman lifted the black silk veil that covered her face, and her face was surprisingly beautiful, and her smile was enough to captivate the world. The black beads are white, plain and cold, and the intoxicating red lips only give people a sense of seriousness. Between her eyebrows was a jet-black gem that shone from time to time. Sihuanuo noticed that there was no shadow of the woman.

"My dad ......"

"The god of the ancients, the nether met a teenager, and the two fell in love. But people are human beings after all, they will be born, old, sick and die, even if you are a god of the underworld, there is nothing you can do about it, you can only watch him leave in my arms and stop breathing. The woman looked at the sea of flowers on the other side, stunned, "I have tried countless times to put his soul in the container I have made, but I have failed countless times. The losers were mercilessly tossed into the flames of hell by me and burned to ashes, and you were the first, I have forgotten. Although you are not the only one, you are the most successful vessel, immortal and immortal, just right for his soul. It's just that you are also most like him, loving beauty and freedom. So you, who yearn for freedom, escape from the underworld twice, erase your memories, fall into reincarnation, keep reincarnating, and keep changing your identity. ”

"Is his soul in me? Big sister. ”

"His soul has been put in a long time ago, otherwise you wouldn't have woken up from the ice coffin, because you are him. The woman said and gently picked up Sihuanuo's face with her white slender hands, and after blowing lightly on the fragrance, the everlasting lamp guarded by Ye Mian went out. "Even if the everlasting light goes out, you can still return to your soul, why lie to that girl and let her worry about you?"

"Because that's going to be fun, giggles. Sihuanuo smiled sweetly, and several images of the woman in front of him flashed in his mind, "Okay, sister, don't make trouble." Nono is in a hurry, tell me how to bring my father back to his soul?"

After hearing this, the woman smiled slightly, put down the hand holding Sihuanuo's face, and said slowly on the pillar on the pavilion, "The soul transfer bead separates the soul from the body, and if no other soul enters for a long time, the original soul will soon return to the body on its own." It's just that if that person wants to wake up, he needs the call of the person he cares about the most, commonly known as the soul. ”

After hearing this, Sihuanuo thought about it and said, "The person I care about the most, I think it shouldn't be me and my mother, or grandma, after all, we have all shouted." That should be my father's first love, drunk with flowers. Well, thank you, sister, goodbye. No, goodbye. ”

After Sihuanuo finished speaking, he left the flower bush on the other side that was blooming just right without looking back, and his hurried steps brought down a few crimson petals by the way.

"Master, you have waited for him for a thousand years, and now that he has returned, don't you choose to keep him?" the woman's pearl hairpin sounded.

"He'll come back, it's just a matter of time. He was created by me, and I can't keep it. With that, the woman disappeared into the pavilion.