Legend has it that the Huangquan Road is full of flowers, but now it seems that it is true.

Du Ruo had heard that the flower on the other side was the flower of introduction, which bloomed on the Huangquan Road just to give the newly deceased soul a guide and comfort. Therefore, the flower of the other side is also called the flower of the introduction.

The ship was still some distance away from the actual landing, so Du Ruo could only see the brilliant red all over the mountains, but she didn't see the legendary Huangquan Road.

The old man spoke to himself again, and his voice was full of vicissitudes. "The flower on the other side is watered by the last drop of reluctance brought into the Yellow Spring after death, so it contains all the memories of the deceased. ”

Somehow, Du Ruo suddenly glanced back.

The wildflowers, a little red in white, were already hidden in the fog. On one side is the holy white, on the other side is the bewitching red, the beauty on both sides of the Santu River is a little thrilling.

But it also best explains the cruel beauty of death. Fuchsia, pale, bright red, these extreme hues are naturally beautiful and abnormal, and the most gorgeous colors are used to show this world of death, which is probably only possible with heaven and earth.

Du Ruo felt that from the moment she saw this old man, she seemed to realize something. But what it is, she can't say. She glanced ahead and asked, "Are the other souls also crossed by the old immortals?"

The old man shook his head, "You have your way, they have their way, and I am only responsible for crossing the destined people." ”

Although the old man's words did not reveal more information, the doubts in Du Ruo's heart were also solved. After all, there are so many dead people every day, if every one of them has to be crossed by this old man, then how can he be busy. But she had a new question, what was her path, and what was theirs?

And when Du Ruo was thinking nonsense, the old man looked at the sea of blood-red flowers in front of him and suddenly said, "It's almost there." ”

Du Ruo came back to his senses and looked up, and there was an extra flat reef stretching out of the shore in front of him. That reef is like a way into the sea of flowers on the other side.

Is this the legendary Huangquan Road?

Du Ruo could already smell a faint fragrance in his nose, this fragrance was not as strong as the color of the flowers on the other side, but faint, somewhat similar to the smell of wild lilies that Du Ruo had once smelled in Luofu Mountain.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have wanted to believe that the flower that exuded such a fragrance was actually the legendary flower of hell.

Unconsciously, Du Ruo felt a little confused, and everything in front of him became a little real and illusory. But the strange thing is that she is extraordinarily sober.

After a slight shake, the old man's voice came into her ears again, "When you arrive, you won't get off the boat?"

Is it there? Du Ruo looked around. There was still a thick fog behind him, but ahead, the ship was firmly docked on the edge of the smooth reef.

Du Ruo felt an inexplicable fear in her heart, and she suddenly didn't want to get off the boat. She glanced at the old man, and there was some hesitation in her eyes.

The old man looked at her with a smile, and parked the boat and tied the rope unhurriedly. He said indifferently: "No matter how much you don't want to go down, the ship will never go down again when it sails here, and then you have to go on your own." ”

The old man's attitude was not much soothing, let alone explained. But since he said so, Du Ruo had no choice but to nod and get up and walk towards the reef.

The old man looked at her again, and the emotion in his eyes changed.

Du Ruo's feet had already stepped on the reef, and she felt more and more confused.

"Keep walking towards this stone path, don't look back, and you'll be where you want to be. The old man's voice sounded behind her, and she sobered up a little.

Du Ruo glanced at the sea of flowers on the other side not far away, turned his head and said, "But there are flowers on the other side in front of me, and I can't see the road, how should I go?"

The old man let her look at the sea of flowers in front of her, as if he were just a bystander. After a moment of silence, he said: "What mortals see is nothing more than a yellow sand road with no way back, and only gods can see the flowers on the other side." But all the gods who come to this netherworld do not need to walk, you have sealed yourself and escaped the responsibility of the gods, so you naturally have to go to the end by yourself like a mortal. Step on the other side of the flower, this is your fate. ”

Du Ruo was in a fog at this time, but he didn't speculate carefully according to the old man's words. If it were a normal day, she would definitely be able to come up with a lot of answers.

The old man's words seemed to have some kind of magic, and all that remained in her mind was the word "go" that he had uttered.

She bowed respectfully to him, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes. Then he walked towards the sea of red flowers without looking back.

The old man nodded thoughtfully and stroked his messy beard. Then it disappeared into the thick fog.

Those flowers on the other side seemed to have life, and when Du Ruo approached, the other side rushed to her feet.

"Boom", this is the sound of Du Ruo stepping on the flowers.

Those flowers on the other side were like rushing to death, stepping on some and others burrowing into Du Ruo's feet.

Du Ruo only felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, but he walked involuntarily under his feet, not staggering like drunk at all.

A strange fragrance came from beneath him, and this fragrance was completely different from before. The fragrance is intense and warm, like a fleeting meteor. This fragrance went one after another, impacting Du Ruo's will one by one.

She couldn't help but look at her feet.

The original off-white silk shoes have been dyed red by the sap of the flowers on the other side, and the red is purer than the red of blood, Du Ruo is indescribable.

The strong fragrance is emitted by the sap of the bright red flower on the other side.

She remembered that Master had told her that the fragrance of the flowers on the other side of the netherworld could awaken a person's deepest memory, so what was her deepest memory?

Du Ruo suddenly stopped, looking a little stunned. The master she thought of just now would definitely not be the Xuanqing Zhenren of Luofu Mountain. So who is this master? Could it be the Guangchengzi in the dream?

She shook her head vigorously, and she felt that her thoughts suddenly became so chaotic that she didn't even know where to organize them.

She was a little tired, and this tiredness did not come from the body, but from the soul.

She felt as if something was beginning to loosen in the depths of her consciousness.

She was becoming more and more confused. Even fell into self-doubt, she kept asking herself, who am I, am I Du Ruo or someone else?

She was a little tired, tired, and she wanted to sleep.