The black river, as if there was no end in sight, flowed slowly and silently in the same dark environment.

It gives people a sense of despair that is set in stone.

On the riverbank, four people were walking slowly, and at the forefront was a little girl about five or six years old.

The girl was dressed in gray coarse cloth, and from time to time she looked back at the three people following her.

As if they were afraid that the three of them would get lost because they couldn't keep up with their own pace.

"Smoke, it's almost there, isn't it?"

Prajna asked with some uncertainty.

In such an environment, the concept of time has become so blurred that even ghosts like Prajna and Yaksha have no way to accurately estimate how long time has passed.

"Well, it'll be soon. At this time, it was probably noon outside, but unfortunately the sun would not have shone on this place, otherwise it would have been bright. ”

Smoke replied.

When he spoke, he didn't stop.

It's been a long time since she's been separated from Enma, and Smoke is now desperate to see her.

In the dark river, I don't know when, a few more dark shadows appeared, and they followed them all the time.

It's the ghosts who like to follow others who were scared away by the smoked stones before.

Although everyone knew that those ghosts were coming again, no one cared, just let them follow, and let this oppressive environment have a little more to move and pay attention to.

The cold breath in the air, inhaled into the belly, makes people feel like they can become one with their surroundings over time.

"Here we are."

Smoke said softly.

The surroundings seemed to be less pitch black, as if a kind of smoke emitted faint points of light rose.

Hazy, soft.

It's as if it's not real, it's like a dream.

"There seem to be a lot of people ......"

Prajna said vigilantly.

Yaksha tightened his grip on the trident in his hand a little, and his gaze became more focused, no longer looking around, but staring at the front.

On the ground, I don't know when there was an extra puddle of liquid.

The liquid flowed down the smoke, as if he was self-conscious, and followed behind him without hurry.

In fact, this liquid has been there for a long time, but before, the liquid and the black environment were integrated, and there was no way to find it.

There was now some dim light in the environment that revealed the black liquid.

"Have you arrived?"

There was obviously nothing in front of him, but Smoke said it, which made Prajna a little suspicious.

"Hmm."

Smoke nodded, his gaze kept looking ahead, as if there was something in the endless darkness.

Soon, two lanterns appeared in the darkness.

The flame of the lantern swayed and drifted towards them, and when the lantern was closer, two women in thin white dresses could be seen behind the lantern.

The two women are exactly the same in appearance and dressed in the same way, with a peach blossom on their heads, and the pink flowers bloom on the side of the bun, with an eerie beauty.

The woman's skin was very white, as if there was not a drop of blood in her whole body, but the lips and cheeks were coated with a faint red fat powder, which made them look a little more normal.

"Who?"

The woman on the right spoke, and a soft, cold voice came out of her mouth, a thin gossamer, slowly drifting towards the smoked and drunken boys.

"I'm Smoke, I'm looking for Lord Enma."

The two women in front of him had never been seen before, so when he spoke, he seemed very polite.

"Please go back!"

The woman on the left said.

The peach blossoms on the buns of the two of them are difficult to distinguish between real and fake, as if they still have a trace of fragrance, and the petals are full and moist.

The woman said so.

Smoking is also understandable.

After all, the name smoke, in Hell, is not very famous.

Although Smoke is the most likely group of people to follow the Enma, most of the time is spent in the human world.

There isn't a lot of time to actually spend in hell.

After all, some of the information outside needs to be smoked and collected, and then conveyed to the Enma.

In addition, the ghosts of hell were destroyed by the onmyoji more than 600 years ago, and now there are very few left.

In order to strengthen the ghost clan, Xun also shoulders the task of recruiting troops.

In fact, it is only for those ghosts who wander in the world to come to hell and gather with their kind.

"It's a good sister of Lord Enma, ......"

The voice of a little Lori sounded, coming from under the feet of Smoke.

Smoke couldn't help but lower his head, and the puddle of black liquid on the ground slowly gathered towards the center, and finally transformed into a girl wearing a light green dress.

This touch of green, and the pink peach blossoms on the two women's buns, added a touch of color to the gray hell, and also added a little more vitality.

"Shallow ......"

Xun hurriedly hugged the little girl in front of him and said happily.

"Sister Xun is very careless, Qianqian has been following you for a long time, and she hasn't even found me."

The little girl who was being held tilted her head and whispered.

The two pale-skinned women with a peach blossom on their heads saw the girl and Smoke hugging each other tightly from the liquid, and asked, "Kappa, do you know her?" ”

"Yes, Sister Xun is the godsister of Lord Enma......"

Kappa shallow broke free from Smoke's embrace, looked at the two women, and replied to them.

The two women bowed slightly: "Please allow us to return to Lord Enma!" ”

……

On the tumultuous night when the moon came out, someone still died.

In Qinghe Town, Luoying City, and other places, many people died, but none of them were carried out with fear and sadness.

The corpse's face was one of serenity, calmness, even contentment.

Lovers taking a leisurely walk by the river.

An open field with an unfinished painting left on the drawing board.

Ancient trees sprout in the shade, quiet dead old people.

The poet who broke the wine jar and took advantage of the drunken sway......

"There are still a lot of people dying."

Gu Huoniao sighed.

"Hmm."

Chen Beibei just nodded.

In fact, at such times, they die in a way that is acceptable to them.

This is not a sad thing.

That kind of night.

The moon reappeared after a long absence, sprinkling cyan brilliance, leaving the whole world in a hazy sense of smoke and rain.

It's fascinating.

It's as if a light attracts moths.

Moonlight also attracts certain human beings who have some indescribable, inexplicable longing in their hearts.

The locust tree in the courtyard stood quietly, and the net of the bride was gently vibrated by the breeze, but it did not wake up the bride who was taking a nap.

Chen Beibei looked into the distance, a trace of worry in his heart.

Although the drunken boy has recovered, he has never come out, and he has not heard of him doing anything to harm humanity.

It's as if you have disappeared from the world.

The blade of the boy's cut steel still exudes a cold aura, but it seems to be useless.

"Will the drunken boy really do nothing?"

Chen Beibei muttered to himself.

……

Hell in the dark.

Smoke and Kappa were chatting happily, the two of them were about the same height and age, so there was still a lot to say.

"Shallow, when I'm not there, are you good?"

Smoke's little hand, placed on Kappa's shallow head, asked her.

Obviously, both of them are five or six years old, but it looks like a little adult, and he is more sensible.

"Yes~"

"Really? The shallow in the past was very naughty, and there was really a good ...... Didn't you cause trouble for Lord Enma? ”

"Hee-hee, sometimes I still trouble Lord Enma~"

Kappa said with a light smile.

"I knew it."

Smoke took his hand away from Kappa's head, and a hint of darkness appeared on Kappa's face, as if he was afraid that Smoke would blame him.

Smoke put his arm around Kappa's shallow shoulder, and then leaned closer to Kappa's shallow ear: "But...... That's the real shallowness......"

A happy smile appeared on Kappa's shallow face.

"Miss Xun, please come with me."

The two lanterns floated slowly, followed by the two pale hairpin women who had just gone to tell the Enma.

The two lanterns float on their own, and each has a long tongue sticking out.

They are lantern ghosts.

It's just that they are now in hell, serving the demons and serving the Enma, so they can't speak in such an occasion.

"Hmm."

Smoke nodded, let go of the kappa in his arms, and quietly followed behind the two women.

The drunken boys were the last to go.

Kappa stood in place, looking at the vanishing smoke, until the smoke completely disappeared from her sight, and then the kappa shallow jumped into the black water.

……

The lantern ghost floated slowly ahead.

The woman with pale skin and peach blossoms on her head quietly followed behind, with a graceful posture.

The lantern ghost floated towards the top of the river, and the women who followed him also walked towards the river, they were not wearing shoes, and there was not a trace of blood on their feet, pale, even a hint of transparency.

Each of them had a foot with red paint painted on its toenails, the one on the left and the right on the right.

If you only paint the nails of one foot, it will give you an awkward feeling.

However, the two of them did not feel this way at all, and even made people feel very coordinated.

This probably has something to do with the fact that when they walk, they walk in unison, their movements are the same, and everything is not the slightest bit different.

Their feet were on the river.

And it didn't sink any further.

After a few ripples, the river returned to calm.

"Please come down."

The woman turned back to Smoke and the Drunken Boy, and continued on her way.

Smoke walked down, it wasn't the first time she had walked this path, so she didn't have any fear.

The water here is indeed walkable.

At this time, Prajna does not have a physical body, but only a soul, so there is no need to worry about falling into the water because of its own weight.

Smoke and Pranya walked towards the river together.

Yaksha let his wings grow, and then followed, and after carefully stepping on the river, Yaksha put away his wings: "Lord Drink-Swallowing Boy, the river here is a little different......

The drunken boy did not answer, but walked towards the river.

The group walked on the calm water, and some particles of faint light floated in the air, like hazy smoke rising up.

The distance they could see was not very far, and they did not walk very fast.

Beneath the surface of the water, you can feel that there is something strange swimming around, or rather, the whole river, which is already strange.

However, people don't care about that.

Soon, they crossed the river and came to the shore of another change.

The ground has become a little drier, and when you step on the ground, you will feel like you are stepping on the ground, and your heart will become more reassuring.

It's just that the land here is still barren and there is not a single plant.

When they looked up, they saw something like a huge town.

The architecture here is strange though.

Two huge stone pillars, cold and hard, plunged into the sky, with no end in sight, as if they would pierce the darkness and go to the world.

The top of the stone pillar is carved with some strange-looking ghosts.

On the stone pillar on the right, Prajna and Yaksha each found their own portraits, hideous and agile, with a certain sense of evil.

"This is the Hundred Ghost Genealogy!"

Smoke walked up to the stone pillar and explained to them.

"The genealogy of the hundred ghosts will depict all kinds of ghosts that have appeared in the world on it, and the image of the drunken boy is at the top of the stone pillar on the right, and it is the first to be engraved."

Smoke looked up at the top of the stone pillar, but all he could see was the stone pillar that plunged straight into the darkness, and there was no end in sight.

As for the image of the drunken boy, it is even more impossible to see.

If you want to see it, you can only fly up there.

"So there's something like that."

Prajna said a little incredulously.

"Yes, it took a lot of effort for Lord Enma to make it in order for everyone to remember each other. The image carved on it is also the work of a ghost of a court painter. ”

While they were talking, the lantern ghost and the two women had already walked past the stone pillar and into the town.

The reason why this town is strange.

The reason is that the buildings in this town are strange, and there is no connection between the buildings and the buildings.

There are caves like caves.

There are also thatched houses, as well as wooden and stone brick houses.

There is a slight distance between each building, but it seems that it is not at all from the same era.

There are also many ghosts who lie directly on the ground, or sleep standing on the ground.

There was still no sunlight in the town, only dimly glowing particles floating in the air......

I'm very happy to write today, it's different if you have enough time, don't panic at all.

(End of chapter)