Chapter 55: Make it clear!
Her gaze swept over the Yinbei Mountain, and cast her eyes on the many yamen behind the mountain, her voice trembling,
"For... Why brought me here? โ
What the hell is this man going to do?
It's gloomy and compassionate, it's terrifying.
"This is a special punishment for the evil in the chaotic sun, you are not a powerful ghost, what are you afraid of?"
Wang Shu frowned slightly, his expression couldn't help but be a little more disappointed, his body can be remedied if he is weak, and there is really no cure for timidity. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let go of the tightened rope in his hand, and the cuckoo was like a humanoid balloon, levitating and drifting away with the wind.
That's it, Wang Shu is a little interested, and let's see how the understanding is, it's really useless, and it's just to throw it back to the ghost gate.
Cuckoo didn't know what this strangely behaved man was thinking, so when she distanced herself, she breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her body and mind.
Seeing this, Wang Shu shook his head again, led her to continue walking, and when he walked a short time in front, he saw a group of ghost pawns, holding banners in their hands, standing at the head of the bridge. Their posture is very similar to that of the traffic police on duty at the Yangjian intersection, directing the souls of the dead walking along the river.
Wang Shu and the others first passed a golden bridge, and there were few pedestrians on the bridge. The bridge is made of gold, about three zhang wide, and hangs high above the rushing water. After traveling for several miles, I saw a silver bridge, the bridge body was forged of silver, compared with the golden bridge, the width was much narrower, about one zhang, and it went straight to the opposite bank.
Somehow, there are more ghosts on this bridge.
The cuckoo stared at the bridge for a long time, and sighed in his heart, Yin Si is really not bad for money!
But she still doesn't understand why the golden bridge is big and the silver bridge is small, and obviously gold is more expensive than silver. The big head is smashed out, why do you care about the small head?
She pursed her lips, looked down at Wang Shu, and asked if she didn't understand, just look for a topic, the road to the province has been cold and embarrassing.
Wang Shu understood and replied,
"The river down there is called the Lethe River. Most people in the yang world think that the bridge on the Lechuan River is the Nai He Bridge, but in fact, they only know one of them but do not know the third, because the Nai He Bridge is only for ordinary people to cross.
The romantic figures who influence the progress of history walk the Golden Bridge, and the loyal, filial piety, virtuous, fair, and righteous people walk the Silver Bridge.
Oh, by the way, there are some who don't deserve to cross the bridge, and unfortunately, they have to jump into the river and swim over. But so far, there have been no souls who have the ability to go ashore. โ
"Understood, so there is a bridge ahead?"
"Yes, after crossing the Nai He Bridge, you can drink Meng Po soup and enter reincarnation. There is also a three-life stone next to the Meng Po Pavilion, which is said to be able to check the past and present lives, but I have offended the Meng Po family, so I will not take you to visit. But the scenery on this side of the bridge is also wonderful, what is it called in your words? โ
"Wonderful?"
"No, it's too dirty." Wang Shu shook his head and vetoed, thought for a while and said, "It should be called... There are no urine spots throughout the process. โ
โ......โ
During the conversation, the situation changed abruptly.
The rushing turbulence suddenly turned red, rolling up waves of blood, and for a while the bloody wind was blowing.
The wind was gusting, the cold was biting, and the sound of crying was endless.
The cuckoo narrowed his eyes and followed the sound to look closely, and found countless human heads wrapped in the blood waves, unkempt and struggling in the blood.
"None of these people have a bridge?"
"Not really, some of them committed crimes in the yang world and escaped the punishment of the yang world, and some people violated the laws of hell, but the yang world did not impose punishment, these people were distinguished when they first walked the Huangquan Road, but the ten palace lords were too busy to have time to try it, so they threw it into the river and stored it first, and fished it out when they were empty."
"Why, is it because the laws of hell are more specific than those of the yang?"
"It can't be counted as much, nor can it be counted as specific, it can only be said that it is not a system."
"How?"
"Hell follows the Song law, and many more were added after the Ming and Qing dynasties. You can think of the justice of hell as the sum of the feudal dynasties, and then compare the laws in your memory to see what is going on. โ
โ......โ
The cuckoo was silent, but at this time, Wang Shu seemed to be in good spirits, and pointed to the man who was repeatedly trampled by a buffalo by the river with great interest, "Look at that buddy, he opened a cattle slaughterhouse before his death, and his business was so good that he had nothing to say, he slaughtered about a million cows, and his life was prosperous, but he was dumbfounded when he came to hell." Yin Si Decree, whoever slaughters a cow will be sentenced to three years, you are good at math, help me calculate, how many years can he be sentenced at least? โ
โ......โ
The cuckoo's neck shrunk, full of sympathy for the man, and he was a little embarrassed and happy for a while, and said in his heart, fortunately, I didn't open a slaughterhouse.
Wang Shu looked at her, as if he could see through her thoughts, and pointed to the pile of women squatting on the bank of the river, they were densely gathered together, crowded and crowded.
"Do you know what these women have done?"
A sudden uneasy feeling suddenly arose in the cuckoo's heart, and he shook his head in fear.
Wang Shu smiled gloatingly and explained, "They are guilty of seven crimes, childlessness, adultery, inequality, tongue, theft, jealousy, and evil disease. Why don't you reflect on yourself and see if you're in it? โ
The cuckoo ignored the banter in his tone, lowered his head, and really compared them one by one. She is a pragmatic person, and for her, the biggest question now has become whether she is qualified to cross the Nai He Bridge.
After a long time, she asked uncertainly, "Is dystocia a serious disease?" โ
"It doesn't count."
"Then I didn't." The cuckoo shook his head, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.
"Really?"
"No?"
"It's jealous to beat the junior, don't you?"
Du Juan shook his head firmly, and his tone couldn't help but be a little proud, "My husband hasn't looked for a mistress, so I can't start." โ
"Oh." Wang Shu nodded, and then said, "The boy you gave birth to?" โ
"No, girl."
"Oh, you don't have a son, you have no children."
โ......โ
The cuckoo was stunned.
Wang Shu asked again, "Are you still hiding a lot of money behind your husband's back?" โ
"That's... That's my father's..."
"Oh, my parents save it, but you don't have any private property, you are stealing."
โ......โ
How can hell have such an anti-human law?
The cuckoo's face turned white, she panicked for a moment, and said, "That... So what should I do? โ
"The sin is one more degree, if there is no accident, I should be squatting with them for hundreds of years."
"It's not fair!!"
The cuckoo finally got angry.
"Angry." Wang Shu smiled with satisfaction, and sighed at the same time, "It's really in response to that sentence, if things don't happen to you, you will never know what it's like."
Congratulations, you finally got it.
How does it feel, cool or not? โ
The cuckoo stared at him angrily, and the rage was so great that it seemed to burn him to ashes.
She hates people who read jokes the most.
But Wang Shu's face was gloomy, he no longer mocked Du Juan, nor did he pay attention to her anger, and whispered to himself, "But it's not enough, it's far from enough, this huge, why are only a few people angry?" โ
In the Lethe River, the sound of grief shook the sky, they were crying, shouting, and begging for forgiveness.
But
Why
Why don't you get angry???
"I was angry?"
Hearing Wang Shu's words, the anger in Du Juan's eyes suddenly extinguished, and she was a little confused for a while, why did she get angry and strip off the Seven Spirits, she should have no desires and no desires?
"Well, the bridge has arrived."
Wang Shu didn't know when it would return to normal, and for a while, it seemed like an ancient well without waves, and at the same time, he also pulled the iQue cuckoo back.
The cuckoo looked up and saw a rickety wooden bridge, only one person wide, about several miles long, hanging a hundred feet high, but without a handrail.
But it's crowded with people.
The face is expressionless, like a marionette, with toes against heels, neatly and orderly moving forward.
The people under the bridge cast envious eyes one after another.
"Isn't it twisted?"
"Hmm."
Cuckoo nodded.
suddenly
As if enlightened, she asked, "Do you need me to do something?" โ
"No, what am I bringing you here for? Am I sick? โ
โ......โ
The cuckoo lowered his head.
However, at the mouth of the bridge, there is a long path, and there are many dead souls walking on the road. There are flowers on both sides of the road, red as blood, as if lit up with countless red lanterns.
The cuckoo knows that this is the other side flower.
There are flowers without leaves, leaves without flowers, life from generation to generation, flowers and leaves are wrong.
In the endless sea of flowers, a pavilion was propped up, and a large lantern was hung at the four corners of the pavilion, and the candles were bright, reflecting the brilliance of the pavilion.
The figures in the pavilion are longing, and they don't know what they are doing.
Wang Shu's eyes suddenly lit up, his temperament changed suddenly, he was lazy and casual, and he raised his feet and walked over. The cuckoo was a few steps behind and had to catch up quickly.
After getting a little closer, the cuckoo saw a young man in white sitting inside, seventeen or eighteen years old, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes sighing, like a depressed idle official in ancient poetry.
On the pillar in the corner of the pavilion, there is a long wooden sign with five large characters and three small characters written on it.
Huangquan roadkeeper Zhu Zhizhu
In fact, when the last two words of the Tao were recited, the cuckoo was stuck.
I was a little unsure, but I didn't want to be too illiterate. So she was embarrassed to open her mouth and ask Wang Shu what the words next to these two fire words were.
Who knows, Wang Shu didn't plan to let her go, pointed to the sign and asked quietly, "Do you know what his name is?" โ
In line with the general method of guessing words, Du Juan said with some uncertainty, "Zhu Kewan? โ
"No, no, no." Wang Shu's head shook like a rattle, and suddenly raised his voice and greeted the gazebo, "Zhu Cute, why did you come back so soon?" โ
Cuckoo: "......"
The young man named Zhu Yanxuan frowned when he heard this, glared at Wang Shu viciously, and stopped talking.
Wang Shu didn't care at all, and happily explained to Du Juan, "It's no secret that the old Zhu family likes to use rare characters for their names. Actually, not only is his name cute, but his people are also very cute. โ
Cuckoo: "......"
"Hey!" Wang Shu swaggered over, ignoring the young man's cannibalistic gaze, and found a place to sit down by himself, and comforted, "The name was given by the parents, and the name is called by people, what is there to care about?" By the way, you've been in the calamity for less than 18 years, right?
How did he die this time?
Excuse me, why do I keep saying 'again'?
Alas, the punishment should be punished, I will punish myself with three glasses first, and then I will make an apology. โ
Wang Shu shook his head and sighed as he picked up the wine jug on the table, turned over an unused cup, and really punished himself with three glasses, saying that it was to make amends, but in fact it was a pleasure to drink.
The wine made from the flowers on the other side is delicious...
Zhu Yanjun sighed again, no longer talking nonsense with this lazy and cheeky guy, and sighed to himself.
"What the hell is going on?"
Wang Shu finally found that the atmosphere was not right, and rarely corrected his attitude, and his expression was a little serious.
"I was under a lot of pressure in the college entrance examination and committed suicide." Zhu Yanyi's face was full of sorrow, and he said with a toothache, "Because there is an official, the punishment is not too heavy, and I only suffered in hell for a month, and I was released when the period expired."
To be honest, I still can't figure it out, I wasn't even afraid of death at that time, why didn't I dare to take the college entrance examination? โ
"Poofโ"
Wang Shu couldn't hold back, laughed, and sprayed Zhu Zhizhu's face with wine.
Zhu Zhizhu: "......"
Cuckoo: "......"
"I'm sorry." Wang Shu's face turned red, and he forcibly explained, "Because I have heard too many ways for you to die in the past, drowning, stoned to death, starvation, death from illness, etc., but in the past, your death methods were so good that people could sympathize, and you could make up a story if you took out a paragraph at will, and told it to the passing ghosts, you can also collect some tears and water the flowers."
But I promise you'll get nothing from this death. As long as you dare to speak, someone will beat you. โ
"Why?"
"Most of the dead souls have been parents, this sense of substitution is very strong, you put yourself in the shoes of the children, the children who have worked hard to raise have no return for fart, and they jump off the building and die, will you be angry?"
"I've never been a parent."
"So, think about the path you care for, and suddenly blow yourself up, are you angry?"
"Angry."
"Well, then think about it again, the flower you worked so hard to cultivate suddenly set itself on fire, are you angry?"
"Angry, angry." Zhu Weiyi nodded vigorously.
"Isn't that all there is to it?"
"I suddenly think your metaphor is so vivid!"
"That's it." Wang Shu was very proud.
"Tell me, what are you doing with me?" Zhu Weizhu glanced at him, and went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so this thing wouldn't come over to enlighten him.
"Help me return to the yang alone." Wang Shu was not polite, and pointed to the side, "It's her." โ
Zhu Yanyu turned sideways, looked at the cuckoo standing on the side, and happily agreed, "Okay." โ
The relationship between the two is very iron, Wang Shu swept over with a glance, Zhu Zhizhu knew what he wanted to do, what Wang Shu wanted to do, Zhu Zhizhu was clear and supportive, so he didn't hesitate at all.
He snapped his fingers, and immediately after, a white mist struck the cuckoo's body.
As the white mist entered the body, the whole cuckoo rose up, and countless dazzling white lights immediately appeared around it. She looked around blankly, Huangquan Road, the flowers on the other side, and the pavilion were slowly fading, and suddenly she shouted as if she remembered something, "You haven't told me what to do yet!" โ
However, there was nothing to see in the field of vision.
At this time, Zhu Yanyi's mocking voice came, "The person you chose this time doesn't seem to have a very bright brain, don't you know that the wall has ears?" โ
Then, Wang Shu sighed, "Who said it wasn't, it was so obvious." โ
Cuckoo: "......"
"Why don't you remind me, so as not to cause trouble to Jing Fei."
"Okay, you've got it all figured out, and it's not appropriate not to prompt it at all."
"That's right..."
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What are you talking about?
The cuckoo was about to cry, and she didn't hear a word of the last key sentence, so she shouted anxiously,
"What? Are you making it clear?? โ
"What about people?"
"Can you still hear me?"
"Hello?"
"Hey, hey?"
The cuckoo shouted so loudly that his voice was almost hoarse.
However, all that answered her was a silent plain white.
"I really didn't hear anything!!"
The cuckoo is crazy.
After a long time, an impatient voice fell,
"Noise."
Cuckoo: "......"
Immediately afterward, the world was spinning, the earth was spinning, she couldn't say a word, and soon, her thinking came to a standstill.
It seems to be forever.