At the end of my vision, two ghosts, one black and one white, jumped up, holding chains and walking strangely. I remember them, I saw them when I strayed into the Netherworld.

The white-faced ghost has a stack of wind chimes that rattle from its body, and its long tongue is slightly dry from the long journey. He seemed to grin kindly when he saw me.

The black-faced ghost hurried after the white-faced ghost, panting. Looks like they're coming for me.

Folklore has it that after death, there will be black impermanence, and the two ghosts of white impermanence will bring the soul back to the underworld, and I think they were ordered to capture me back to the underworld this time.

The underworld was dark and damp, and I didn't see the light of day, so I was very resistant to go. But at this moment, I am alone, I have no worries, and I am the same wherever I go.

I put the wine that Yue Lao gave me in the sea of flowers on the other side, and I originally wanted to save it for me and Rong Ji Cave Candle, and now I will not have a chance to enjoy it. Hua Yandrunk has always loved fine wine, and if he came here after looking for me, he would have found it.

As soon as I got up, Bai Wuchang had already jumped in front of my eyes. He blinked his eyes as big as copper bells and said with a sneer, "Little lady, we meet again!"

"Why don't you go backwards today?" I subconsciously took a step back, after all, it was not a good thing to be thrown by his tongue fluttering in the wind.

Black Impermanence caught up breathlessly, "Alas, don't mention it! In recent years, the passage from the mortal world to the Netherworld has dried up. If we walk backwards, our scalps will be burned off the scorching ground!"

Bai Wuchang's thin and slender hand ran his jet-black hair along his black hair, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, if I burn my unparalleled hair, I will become more and more haggard because of it!"

I really don't see the slightest beauty in his straw-like messy hair, but it's not good to hurt him in words, for he seems to me to be a sensitive and caring-for ghost.

"Little lady, come back to the mortal world with us!" Hei Wuchang showed the shiny hook in his hand, which looked very sharp.

"Huh?" I looked at them with confusion, "I am dead in the mortal body, and now I am a fluttering dead ghost like you, what are you doing in the mortal world?"

Saliva splashed on Bai Wuchang's long tongue, and his eyebrows fluttered in front of me, "Our great ghost king loves to paint, so we naturally want to collect some scholarly ink treasures, so that we can take them back to honor the ghost king and his old man." ”

Ghost King? Isn't it Gu Huan! I held my forehead and had a headache, I didn't want to meet some people next to me.

But the worship of black and white impermanence for Gu Huan is even more than I imagined. They carried me all the way crookedly, and stole hundreds of pens and hundreds of rolls of rice paper for Gu Huan in the people.

After such a toss, it wasn't until the third watch that I limped to the Netherworld Ghost Realm. Not to mention, after walking all day, I turned over the whole world of the Netherworld Ghost Realm, and my legs were a lot easier.

In my ears, there were still the terrible screams of the ghosts. I couldn't help but panic when I heard this, "Brother Bai, do you think I will become like them after a while?"

Bai Wuchang glanced at me and thought deeply, "No, no." You are a suicide, a parent of the body, and suicide is a taboo. Your situation is certainly not as good as that of these ghosts. ”

These ghosts are not miserable enough, Bai Wuchang's words completely frightened me and distracted me.

My mind was confused for a while, "What about me?"

Bai Wuyong tapped the tip of my nose with his thin fingers, a little doting, "You, even if you die, you are a gifted ghost." It's not that it will be eaten by more powerful ghosts, but it will also choose to be wiped out because it can't help the suffering of reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes. ”

......

Hei Wuchang sighed with emotion, "I heard that there is a foolish emperor in the mortal world who offended the fairy temple and was blamed by the queen mother, and he will suffer from the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes. ”

Bai Wuchang's tongue stretched out, and he swayed with his messy hair, "No, the queen mother also gave a death order, and every life let him join the emperor's family with the memories of his previous life, and the end of each life is that everyone betrays his relatives and leaves his relatives, and he lives alone." ”

"What you said, but the Emperor of the Celestial Empire ordered Hu Rongque?" I was a little confused.

"Yes, yes, it's him! it's your unlucky brother!"

Linghu Rongji is not the illegitimate son of Yue Lao? Why is the queen mother in a hurry to stand up for him?

"Little lady, you're finally dead!"

Liyan waved his hand at me excitedly, and stood at the head of the Lethe River Bridge and shouted loudly. Gu Huan stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was painting.

It's the first time I've seen someone so jubilant celebrating the death of someone with black lines all over my head.

Being thrown towards the Lechuan Bridge by black and white impermanence, Gu Huan glanced at me who fell to the ground on all fours, silently put away the scroll, raised his legs, and stepped over my body.

Liyan crouched beside me excitedly, absorbing my gushing spiritual power.

I covered her mouth and sat up angrily, "Don't you just have grudges?

Li Yan scratched his head, a little shy, "Little lady, you are so fragrant, I haven't smelled such a crisp smell of meat for a long time, I can't hold back my ...... for a while"

I grabbed her arm and took a small sip, the taste was salty, not every ghost is as sweet and delicious as me, I sincerely sighed.

When I put down Liyan's arm, a strange flush appeared on Liyan's pale face.

She squirmed and threw a wink at me, "Little lady, if you don't dislike it, you can take me in and fill the house, and I promise to be obedient and not jealous." ”

I looked at this little female ghost who was still young speechlessly, and flicked my fingers at her head, "What do you think? I look like such a flowery ghost? You tell me where I'm going next, I've been tossed by black and white impermanence for a day, and my head is about to explode!"

"Who tossed you for a day?" Gu Huan got on the Lechuan Bridge with a black face and a huff.

"Well, those two sycophants have been running around the mortal world for a whole day, just to bring you some pen, ink, paper, and inkstones. ”

Gu Huan's anger subsided slightly, and he sent the funeral away, looking at me indifferently, "Follow me." ”

"What if I don't?" I don't like Gu Huan's gloomy temperament, talking to him is much more boring than talking to black and white impermanence. Gu Huan is just a ghost who has nothing on the surface, but is very boring in his bones.

Gu Huan was still expressionless, "You don't want to know how Rong Ji is now?"

"What do you know?" I clenched my fists in a clenched manner.

"He returned to the fairy world, forgot about you, and is about to marry the Hundred Flowers Fairy. He had gone down to earth and experienced a love calamity, and after a successful ascension, he became the first immortal in the fairy world to ascend to the gods, and he was proud of the spring breeze. Gu Huan's expression was indifferent, but a pair of sharp eyes locked me tightly.

I was very uncomfortable with him, and turned my head away, hiding the pain in my heart with a reluctant smile.

"Let's go. Take you where you need to go. Gu Huan turned his head and led the way in front of me.

He only carried a lamp, and his footprints were deep and shallow in the mud of resentment. Suddenly, he stopped and asked me sullenly, "Why did you just fall to the bottom of the moat that day?"

"Isn't all this a thing of the past? ”

I kept my head down, tears rolling in my eyes. I could, could have been a jealous wife, but I ruined everything with my own hands on the night of candles in the cave room.

"Then, are you willing to drink Meng Po soup and forget all this?" Gu Huan led me across the bridge, took the bowl in Meng Po's hand, and handed it to me.

I shook my head and pushed his hand away. Even though the farthest distance in the world is that I still love deeply, he has long forgotten me, and I can't bear to forget it.

The bowl in Gu Huan's hand spilled some soup, he calmed his face, and asked me again, "Do you want to drink?"

"Nope. ”

"Little lady, come here, you can't help if you don't want to drink!" Meng Po rolled up her sleeves and walked towards me with a smile.

I twisted a mantra, fixed Meng Po, scooped a spoonful of soup in the wooden barrel behind Meng Po, and poured it into Meng Po's mouth, "Drink more!

Gu Huan clicked on my acupoint, walked around me with a bowl in his hand, and smiled unusually, "Meng Po's memory has always been only seven seconds, what's the use of you pouring her?

Not...... Gu Huan, the demon, actually made a trick behind his back! I glared at him angrily, but I didn't have the slightest way to deal with him.

He poured me two bowls of Meng Po soup, which was not enough. Then he picked me up and threw me into the barrel, and pressed my head down with all his might.

I scratched at him in panic, feeling powerless at the speed of my memories.

"Gu Huan, what exactly do you want to do!?"

These were the last words I said before I lost my memory.