Du Hengteng stood up suddenly.

"Girl, didn't the white-clothed fairy Ji in Beizhu say that this soul bottle can preserve the body?" Du Heng took off the soul bottle from his neck, "It's ...... Why is it cold? ”

Quan Hui said: "I think the reason why the soul bottle is called the soul bottle is for the purpose of preserving the soul, and it may not be a long-term solution to preserve the body, has it reached the longest storage period?" ”

Du Heng rubbed the smooth and delicate body of the soul bottle, and found that the villain who was originally pressed down on the bottle cap seemed to float a lot.

Could it be that when this villain is completely floating, Yuyang will be hopeless?

"Sister Fang, didn't you say before that Little Brother Yuyang's soul was taken to the underworld by Xuanniao? Do you want to go to the underworld and look for it? ”

"The underworld can't find it," Du Heng shook his head, "The underworld is in charge of life and death in the mortal world, and the souls in it are all human souls." If there is a place to be placed in the home, the soul can be placed there after death, but if there is none, it will be taken to another place by the Xuanniao. ”

"And the other place, where is it?"

"I don't know ...... either"

Du Heng suddenly regretted expelling Xisu from the Du family. If that old slippery head is still around, maybe it can help a little. However, Yuyang is gone, and the old man has become the only dignitary with a foreign surname in the Du family. At the moment, he still doesn't take me seriously, if Yuyang is gone, he doesn't know how to get worse.

Forget it, let's go, I'm dignified Du Jun, do you still have to rely on him, an old snake spirit?

After recuperating for more than two months, Du Ruo's body has improved significantly. When Du Heng told her that she was going to the underworld, she was carrying a bowl of bird's nest porridge. Before Du Heng could finish speaking, she snorted and sprayed the bird's nest porridge on Du Heng's face.

"What? Where are you going? Du Heng, do you want to die? ”

"Why are you so excited, I won't come back if I go." Du Heng took the handkerchief handed over by Quan Hui and wiped his face helplessly.

"Yuyang is not in the mortal underworld, do you know that you can't go with your physical body?"

"Of course I know, that's why I want you to help me look at my body."

"God knows if you went to that hellish place, and you won't be able to come back! If you are out of your body before you die, the altar will not pull you! When the time comes, you will be the only Du Jun in the Du family who can't go to the altar! ”

"It's just that I don't pull the altar, so that I have a chance to save Yuyang," Du Heng took out the drum, "After my Yuan Shen is out of my body, you will beat this drum." When I found the sun, I followed the sound of the drum and found it. ”

"Sister Fang, when will you come back? What if you've been gone for too long and your physical body can't wait for you to come back? ”

"That's a problem," Du Heng touched his chin, "maybe with the power of my ancestors, I can preserve my body for a longer time." ”

"You want to go to the altar? Du Heng, are you crazy? If you do this kind of thing under the noses of your ancestors, you are not afraid that your ancestors will be angry, and when you really die, they will not accept you! ”

"No matter what, I must save Yuyang, even if I exchange my life, I will also exchange him back! Will you help me or not? ”

Du Ruo twisted his body and said, "Don't help!" There are really everyone in the world, and there are still people who want others to help them die. ”

"Then I'll let the girl take me there," Du Heng stood up, "She can't control the elevator herself, she can't get down if she goes up, so you can wait here by yourself." After speaking, he pulled Quan Hui and walked out.

"Good, good! I'll help you! Du Ruo threw down the bowl and walked out of the door angrily, "Let this little weak chicken go up to Wanghuai Tower, if you don't come back, no one will care if she starves to death." ”

Three men went up to the altar. Du Heng walked to the altar and stroked the jujube tree that held the spirit of his ancestors, with mixed feelings in his heart. He returned to the center of the altar and knelt down in front of the date tree.

"The ancestors are above, the ninth generation of the Du family, Du Jun, Du Heng is the head! May the ancestors bless me to successfully save the sun and protect my body from damage. After the matter is completed, Du Heng will make every effort to strengthen the Du family and recreate the grand occasion of the past! ”

After Du Heng finished speaking, he kowtowed, and then lay down.

"Ah Ruo, don't forget to beat the drum, brother, my net worth depends on you!"

"Cut, if I don't keep it, I won't knock if I'm tired of knocking," Du Ruo rolled his eyes, "If you die, I will be able to inherit the throne!" ”

Du Heng smiled.

He remembered that he had always quarreled with Du Ruo before, but now he suddenly felt that Du Ruo's appearance of rolling his eyes was really cute, and he was really afraid that he would never go back, and he couldn't even see Du Ruo rolling his eyes. In fact, whether he can find it back by following the drums, he doesn't know in his own heart. Even if he was out of his body, he could still hear the sound of the drums, but he didn't know if the drums could reach that side.

In case he gets over there, he can't hear it......

So far, I can only put my life on the line. Yuyang Ken didn't even want his life for me, how could I know that his soul was over there, and still sit on this throne peacefully? Although the monarchs of the Du family have been on the throne of the past dynasties, who is not sitting on a mountain of bones? But in this pile of bones, there is no royal sun.

Du Heng closed his eyes and concentrated on forcing his soul out of his body. He was out of his body and saw that Du Ruo had already begun to beat the drum, while Quan Hui looked at his body with a worried face.

I can't look at it anymore, and I can't leave if I look at it again.

Du Heng walked to the altar and saw that the black ground under the Wanghuai Tower was full of swallows. Those swallows float and sink in the clouds, and the swallows are crowded, surrounding the Wanghuai Tower.

He turned his head and glanced at the two girls for the last time, then closed his eyes and jumped down, and his slender figure was instantly submerged in a black sea of swallows.

Everything around was suddenly plunged into darkness. Du Heng only felt as if he had fallen into a pile of needles, covered in bone-eating pain, and those swallows seemed to have sharp teeth, pecking at every inch of their souls like a storm. After a while, Du Heng felt that he had fallen into the flames again, and he only felt that the skin around his body was going to be licked off by the tongue of fire. Later, Du Heng felt that he had entered the ice cellar, crossed the knife mountain, his limbs were torn, his internal organs were crushed, or he was suffocated, or convulsed, it was better to live than to die, but he came back from the dead and suffered these sins again.

Presumably becoming an immortal, it is an existence that violates nature, and after death, he must return all the suffering of reincarnation that he has avoided. But when is this bitterness......

Du Heng opened his eyes vigorously and found that he couldn't see anything around him at all, only the pain was clear.

There is no time and space, only endless falls, and Du Heng even feels that hundreds of years have passed. He tried not to lose consciousness, but followed the sound of the drum, one by one, to condense his mind on it.

Suddenly, the surroundings brightened, and Du Heng finally touched the real ground. There was a blur in front of him, just a glare of light. He relented, struggled to his feet, and found himself standing between two walls.

There is no end in sight in front of those two walls, no end in sight, and no end in sight when they go up. The walls were pale, and there were countless scarlet doors lined up neatly and densely!

He raised his feet and ran forward, trying to escape from this strange place, but he was almost exhausted, and the front and back were still exactly the same wall, and above it was the same door.

Du Heng only felt that his head was as big as a fight.

This is the other side? Is this the end of people like us? This place is not only a door, but also a door, what the hell does this mean?

He walked along the wall, his hand running over it. The walls are cold, but the temperature on the doors is different. I stopped and knocked on the door, but there was no sound, and I couldn't tell what it was.

It's not a long way to go, so let's see what's in these doors.

Du Heng stopped in front of a door and raised his hand to touch the door. The façade was delicate and smooth, but he felt a bitterness welling up in his heart.

He pushed open the door, and in a flash, he found himself back on the altar of the sweet date. Du Ruo and Quan Hui were not there, and a familiar figure stood in the center of the altar with his back to him.

"Father!" Du Heng shouted.

Du Jiuzhai turned his head, his face was pale, and he waved his hand.

Du Heng only felt that his knees sank, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Ah Heng, do you know what is wrong?"

"What's wrong? I didn't do anything wrong! ”

"Humph! Dare to be hard-mouthed! ”

Suddenly, a date palm tree next to the altar shook. Hearing only a click, Du Heng's arm was bent upwards at a strange angle! Du Heng cried out with a "wow".

Ay? No, why am I crying?

"Do you know it's wrong now?" Du Jiuzhai said sternly.

"I don't know! Yes! Du Heng's other arm was also broken.

"Do you want me to get rid of your legs?!"

Looking at Du Jiuzhai's cold face, and looking down at his small body, Du Heng suddenly realized what was going on.

This is a memory, a memory from my childhood! On this day, he was broken by Du Jiuzhai with two arms and two legs, and it took half a year to raise them.

This is the most ruthless time that Du Jiuzhai punished himself, the most impressive time for himself, and the time he hated Du Jiuzhai the most.

Wait, didn't I break both legs?

"Ahh

With the sound of two broken bones, Du Heng screamed miserably and collapsed on the ground.

"You wicked! Do you know how long it took for you to hang those disciples on a tree in the back mountain and keep their mouths shut, and then it took for anyone to find them? Du Jiuzhai's face turned red with anger, "You forgot about them when you were happy, do you know that if it's half a day later, these disciples won't be able to save them!" Is human life so insignificant in your eyes?! ”

Du Heng remembered it all.

When I was young, I was very naughty, and I often looked for the little disciples of the Du family to be happy, and often threw them into the river, or hung them on trees, and forgot about them when I turned my head. These little disciples were made miserable, but they didn't dare to make a small report to Du Jiuzhai, for fear that they would be made more ruthless next time. And that time, Du Heng played, hung a few little disciples on a tree, sealed the mana, and sealed his mouth, but he forgot them there, and several disciples almost dried up. Later, of course, he was punished by Du Jiuzhai, and because of his stubborn temper, he never admitted his mistake.

At this time, Du Heng burst into tears.

Not because of pain, nor because of hatred, but because, after his father's death, he experienced countless twists and turns and ups and downs before he realized his father's painstaking efforts. In the dead of night, how he wished he could see his father again, and personally said sorry to his father, and lived up to the old man's expectations, however, he never had a chance.

"Father! I was wrong! I'll never mess with my temper anymore, I'll never mess around anymore! The more Du Heng spoke, the more sad he became, and he just wanted to repent of all the things he had thought in his heart recently, "I will no longer be arrogant, and I will never learn no more!" I'm no longer so naïve, I'm not so irresponsible anymore...... I'm not going to do it again...... Father, I'm sorry for you...... I will definitely concentrate on cultivation in the future, and I will not let the Du family be ruined in my hands...... I will definitely avenge you, you believe me, you must believe me......"

Du Heng raised his head and looked at Du Jiuzhai through his blurred eyes with tears. And Du Jiuzhai actually smiled, laughing so kindly, so relieved.

He suddenly realized that he was not the same childhood self anymore, and everything seemed to return to the present.

"I believe in you, Ah Heng, I have always believed in you!"

Du Jiuzhai's figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared. Du Heng knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and couldn't cry.

When he raised his head again, Du Heng was stunned. I saw that there were still endless white walls and red doors in front of me, and the door I had just entered around me had completely disappeared!

Lao Tzu actually returned to this hellish place again?