The secluded endless sea, the long conjuring tree; The fog and mist are on the way, and there is no way back to Huangquan.

A ghost shadow walked gloomily on the Huangquan Road filled with soul mist. There is no way to go, and no one to come. Lonely and alone, wandering.

Suddenly, a whip shadow broke through the thick soul mist and slashed three feet above the ghost's head. The snapping of the whip sounded very abruptly on this silent road, and then disappeared. The ghostly fog that couldn't be dissolved seemed to be cut off even the sound. But the ghost was finally awakened by the sound of the whip, and slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly ahead. The body that had been floating also stopped in place.

Two burly figures emerged from the thick fog, a faint red glow flickering on their foreheads, and the scarlet color could still be seen even through the thick fog. As the two figures approached silently, the soul mist that could never be dispersed on the Huangquan Road seemed to be blown by the wind, rolling and opening a road. I saw one on the left, with two horns on his head, a bull's head and a human body, covered in scale armor, two feet of ox hooves, strong and strong, holding a steel fork. The one on the right is a horse-faced human body, shaped like a rakshasa, wearing leather armor, with iron palms under his feet, holding a steel spear in one hand and a soul-beating whip in his right hand.

The two ghost judges, the messengers of the Yin Division, came to the ghost and stood still. The red one-eyed on his forehead shone brightly into the ghostly eyes. The bull head reached out and grabbed it at the waist, and pulled out the black soul chain with a bang, and was about to go to the ghost. The horse's eyes were quick, and he raised his hand and raised his spear to stop the chains that were about to fall.

"Wait!" Ma Mian was still staring at the ghost figure in front of him, and said without turning his head: "Although he is not dead, it seems that he should not be killed, and he should not come here." ”

"It doesn't matter how he died, now that he's here, do you want to go back?" The two nostrils of the bull's head spewed columns of air with sparks, and the chains were still held and not put down, which was very difficult to dissolve the horse's face.

"He's awake." Without much explanation, it seems that these three words already say it all. The horse face lowered the steel spear in his hand, as the bull's head had begun to retract its chains.

Do people still have consciousness after death?

Where does the soul go?

Buddhism preaches the six realms of reincarnation, talks about the king of the earth and the Bodhisattva to open the bardo and light realm, and guides sentient beings to realize the gains and losses in this life. Eighteen layers of hell, ghosts make yin and bad, and the legend of the fire sea oil pot comes from this. Taoist doctrine is integrated, there are three sages, there is black and white impermanence, there are ghost judges, and there are ten halls of Yama King to control the netherworld. No matter where you believe or where you die. Is there really a resurrection of the soul? Even if you really go through three lives and three lives in the bardo light realm of King Jizo, and know the gains and losses in this life, everything will still be the same as in the past after rebirth, and you will not be detached from awakening because of this. If you can really wake up, I'm afraid you will really be detached.

But there are ghosts and ghosts in the world, and there are souls that are too obsessed and unwilling to be reincarnated. In this way, either living in the damp and dark places of the world, or being able to learn the secret method of cultivation and achieve the yin body, if you can be fated to be guided to step on the avenue to practice, you may not be able to transcend. But none of this has anything to do with the soul in front of the bull and the horse at this time. Ma Mian said at the beginning that he would not die along, so naturally he had no grudges and obsessions, even if he had the idea of survival, it was useless. But he also said that he should not have died, and he should not have come here. Niu Tou thought that Ma Mian was referring to his longevity, but Ma Mian wanted to say why he was here.

Why?

Where is this? Huangquan Road, the Netherworld.

Do people really appear in such places after death?

Luo Yun didn't know, but when he opened his eyes, he only saw these, and the bull head and horse face in front of him, just like what the monk in the tower said when he heard the story......

So, he looked curiously at the two ghosts in front of him who were exactly the same as he imagined. And the two powerful ghosts also stood there patiently watching him. The road to Huangquan was silent until he remembered a question: "Where do I come from?" ”

The bull-headed horse was silent, still looking at him, and the red eyes on his forehead gradually brightened.

"Where am I going?" Luo Yun still asked, his eyes became more and more serious, and his tone was sincere to a child who was studying.

"From where you came, back to where you went." The bull head replied plausibly, and Luo Yun listened like the Zen Feng played by the monks in the temple. But the important thing is that he understood what the monks said, but he didn't understand what the bull head said.

Luo Yun thought carefully again and said, "I remember that I came from the mountains. ”

"Then go back to your mountains!" The horse raised his steel spear and pointed it at Luo Yun's back. The soul has no body, so naturally he turned around and said, where the horse's face pointed, Luo Yun opened his eyes and saw where. The thick ghostly fog vanished, and he seemed to be standing in the clouds, looking down at the vast mountains that appeared below.

Luo Yun looked at the appearance of several mountains and felt very familiar, and suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something, and when he wanted to ask Niu Tou Ma Mian again, he found that they were all gone. Huangquan Dao, the Endless Sea, and the Soul Tree are all gone. He floated alone in mid-air, with white clouds and blue skies behind him and towering mountains at his feet. Blinking blankly, Luo Yun seemed to remember something again, and said to himself: "I don't know when it is?" What is this life? ”

The virtual body of the soul slowly floated towards the familiar ones, and as it got closer, some vague memory fragments began to emerge in his mind, as if he remembered something, Luo Yun smiled consciously, and then chose to forget. He didn't know where he came from, but the world was there, and he felt that he would always find a place to belong. He couldn't remember why he appeared in Huangquan Dao, saw the bull head and horse face, and why he suddenly returned to the world, but he thought that there must be something very interesting waiting for him. So much so that I can't wait.

As I got closer to the mountain, I saw it more and more clearly. The farmland on the hillside, the jungle behind the mountain, the grass hut on the top of the mountain, the village on the mountainside, and the small courtyard with the smoke of cooking, it seems to be the call close to the ear......

Luo Yun closed his eyes, and his awake soul fell into a deep sleep again. Luo Yun believes that the next time he opens his eyes, it will be a new world, and he is looking forward to it.