Crossing the world, looking at the hometown, and cutting off the world's many troubles.

—Epigraph

"Two immortals, please let me go back, I have seventy-year-old parents to take care of, I beg you."

A crying voice rang out.

Hongyao heard a sad voice from afar, and wondered in his heart: How can there be any immortals in this netherworld, some are ghosts, isn't there a fool here today?

The bull head and horse face drove the man to the bridge, and at this time, he heard the fierce god of the horse face say viciously: "You give me quiet, or I will throw you into this Lechuan River and let you suffer for thousands of years in it." ”

The man was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word more. He lowered his hands, hung them at his sides, and realized that there was no turning back, so he followed them in discouragement.

Hongyao waited anxiously at the bridge of the Naihe River, she wanted to know where the immortal in this fool's mouth was sacred, and she was very curious about what this simple fool looked like.

She looked forward to it at the bridge, and when they came to her, Hongyao lowered her head and muttered, "What, isn't it just bull's head and horse face." ”

However, this is to be expected, in addition to the ghosts, the Netherworld is the small soldiers and officials in charge of the deacons who work here, and in addition, no one else usually comes here as a guest, let alone an immortal here.

In such an obscure and gloomy place, no outsiders want to come here.

Red Medicine's eyes widened with curiosity as she looked at the fool.

The fool is tall and strong, and he has a bit of a demonic atmosphere, and he looks like a smart and pleasing man, but what he says is so unstandard.

"What's your name?" Hongyao has been in the underworld for a long time, and he has a little more domineering aura on his body, maybe he has been used to it for a long time by Meng Po.

The man flicked his sleeves, bowed, and said humbly and politely: "My surname is Su, and my name is Jiuling." ”

Hongyao tilted his head to look at the man in white, and said, "Ninety-year, ninety-year-old auspicious!" Good name, good name. ”

The man called Jiuling secretly raised his eyes to look at the girl in front of him, the girl was dressed as a bride, with delicate makeup on her face, very beautiful and cute, but looking at her age, she was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, why was she at the bridge of the Nai River?

Isn't this Nai He Bridge the land of Meng Po?

The more Su Jiuling thought about it, the more confused he became, but the matter at hand was more important than this, and Jiuling bowed to the red medicine again.

"I beg the girl to let me go! I have my old parents to take care of, they are all old and need someone to be by their side at all times, if I don't have me, I don't know how they will spend their lives in the future. ”

"If you know that, why are you so careless? It's a real disappointment to your parents' expectations of you. The red medicine alludes to the longevity of Jiuling's name, but he doesn't know how to cherish it, and he died at a young age.

Niu Tou took a step forward with a steel fork in his hand, looked at the red medicine with a smile, and said, "Red medicine girl, you better give him a bowl of Meng Po soup and let him drink it as soon as possible." ”

"Well, we have other errands to do!" Ma Mian said impatiently.

Hongyao retreated to the bridge and sat down, swaying his legs constantly, Jiuling's eyes were unconsciously seduced, and his gaze stayed on the two calves that kept swaying.

At this time, the two smooth little feet came into Jiuling's sight without reservation, he hurriedly lowered his head, and muttered to himself: "Don't look at indecent things!" Don't look at indecent acts! Don't look at indecent acts! ”

"My family has been a farmer for generations, and I know very well that there is no future for farmers, and since my great-grandparents, I have made up my mind that there must be a learned person in my family, even if it is just a poor and sour talent; Although good luck has not come to my home, but the will of the family is irrevocable, as tough as a rock, so they pinned their hopes on me, I lived up to the expectations of my ancestors, and passed the examination, but before the court accepted the fate, but accidentally fell into the water and lost my life. ”

Hongyao stood up and wiped Jiuling's tears with his sleeve, Jiuling was startled and hurriedly wanted to retreat, only to hear him say: "Girl, men and women don't kiss." I don't know if there is a sentence that should be said or not. Jiu Ling raised his head and secretly glanced at the red medicine.

"But it doesn't hurt for you to say it."

"Say what, don't miss the hour." Ma Mian urged unhappily.

"What a murderer! Shut up. Hongyao looked at the displeased horse face and said fiercely.

Ma Mian suddenly felt aggrieved, burst into tears, and Niu Tou glanced at his brother sympathetically.

The eyes seemed to say: Brother, we can't afford to provoke this ancestor, what she tells us to do, let's do it obediently.

Jiuling was frightened by the momentum of the red medicine, and hurriedly stepped back, stumbling and almost falling, and his movements were ridiculous.

Seeing that he was about to bow again, Hongyao hurriedly waved his hand to stop it, and said, "There is not so much red tape here, so it's free." ”

Jiuling was a little uncomfortable and said, "Girl, it's strange below, why didn't you wear shoes?" Not to mention that it is not in line with women's etiquette, there is a dirty place on this ground, and there are dangerous things, if you are not careful, it doesn't hurt to dirty your feet, you only need to wash and wash at that time, if you hurt your feet, you must not only ask Lang Zhong to see a doctor, but also endure the pain of illness. ”

After hearing this, Hongyao laughed: "Didn't Mr. Su forget that this is the underworld, how can there be any Langzhong in the underworld to treat you." After saying that, he laughed again.

Ma Mian snorted disdainfully: "Elm head." ”

Jiuling was ridiculed in public, his face turned red, and he remembered that he was already a dead person, and he felt sad again.

"As for why I didn't wear shoes." Hongyao looked down at the little foot girl who showed her dress, and said disapprerovingly: "I didn't wear shoes when I died, and of course I don't wear shoes now." ”

After speaking, he looked at Su Jiuling with a smile.

"I don't mean to offend, and I ask the girl not to take it to heart."

"No offense, no offense." Hongyao waved his hand indifferently.

"Red Medicine Girl, you can give him Meng Po soup now." Ma Mian said.

"There's no rush to this." Then he looked at Jiuling and asked, "Where are you?" How old are your parents? ”

"Red Medicine Girl, this doesn't matter." The horse face was a little unhappy and impatient.

"You know, or I do. Don't interrupt me all the time, or you'll only get slower. ”

The bull head glanced sympathetically at the blackened face of the reprimanded horse.

"My parents gave birth to me when they were old, my mother was over 50 when she gave birth to me, and now both parents are in their 70s; Raising children and daughters is to send them to the end, who knows that now the white-haired people send the black-haired people, let them cry for me, and cry to death and life, I am really unfilial! I don't know how my father and mother will live in the future? ”

Hongyao looked at Jiuling, who was crying with his face hidden, and sang softly: "There are many troubles in the past, and there is no return at the end of the forgotten river. Rather than reminisce, it is better to forget. Who said, don't forget, don't forget; Who would have thought that returning to their homeland. Who recalls with a sad voice in his ears, ups and downs all his life, half of the paper is ridiculous. Look at the faces of all beings, sigh and be happy and sad, cook a thousand years of turbid soup, break away, and empty a scene. Listening to the Qingming rain and Xiaoxiao, who can see the flowers on the other side...... Obsessively forget, the past love and resentment, this heart tied to the red rope engraved on the bank of the forgotten river. The fog is vast, the hell outside the six bridges, delirium every year, and impermanence. Look at the faces of all beings, sigh joys and sorrows, guard the cold platform and be lonely, cross the world, look at the hometown, and break the world's many troubles......"

Su Jiuling had already burst into tears at this time.

"My longevity is over, and I know that you all have responsibilities, and I will no longer embarrass you in the future, but I just hope that I can see my parents again, tell them that I am fine now, don't worry about it, and take good care of myself."

Hongyao wiped the tears from his face, moved by the true feelings of this world.

"Niu Tou Ma Mian, you two are here to help me guard first, I will take Su Gongzi to Wangxiangtai, let him meet his parents, and then convey Su Gongzi's mind to the two old men and come back."

"No, Red Medicine Girl." The bull head and the horse face said in unison.

Hongyao didn't pay attention to them at all, who knew that Niu Tou and Ma Mian actually grabbed one of her arms separately to prevent her from moving forward, at this time, Niu Tou said: "Red Medicine girl, just leave this kind of thing to the two of us; This ghost doesn't know whether it's good or bad, and if he does you badly on the way, how can you be his opponent with a small body? ”

Hongyao thought about it, Niu Tou made sense, she turned her head to look at Jiu Ling, and saw that he was not angry at all, and even smiled approvingly at her.

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The bull head and horse face stood at the head of the bridge, and the two looked at each other, and they disliked each other.

On the lookout platform, a mirror is set up in the air.

Thatched houses, adobe houses.

Two old men with all white hair knelt next to a young man, crying and crying.

Su Jiuling burst into tears, he slowly closed his eyes and began to convey his thoughts to his parents.

Hongyao looked at Su's father and mother in the mirror, looking up at the air, crying out their son's name in their mouths, they bent their backs, staggered, and looked for Jiuling's figure everywhere in the small thatched house.

The old woman was so grief-stricken that she almost fainted to the ground, the old man hurriedly stepped forward to support his wife, Jiuling opened his eyes, looked at the mirror, and subconsciously stretched out his hands to help his elderly mother, but there was nothing else in his hands except air.

Jiuling called in a low voice: "Dad, mother, my son is gone, you have to take care of yourself." ”

Back at the Nai He Bridge, Hong Yao saw that the bull head and horse face were like soldiers guarding the door, guarding the Nai He Bridge decently, but this eye stared at the copper bell, which was really a little scary.

Hongyao picked up a bowl of Meng Po soup and handed it to him, only to see Jiu Ling take it but not drink it in a hurry, his expression was slightly uncomfortable, and he wanted to speak and stopped: "Girl, you, you, are you really Meng Po?" ”

Hongyao laughed: "I'm not, Grandma is not here now, let me help watch it; I told you just now that I passed away on my wedding day, so why haven't I reacted yet? ”

Jiu Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was not displeased by Hongyao's ridicule of his slow reaction, on the contrary, he was very happy.

"After reincarnation, maybe the two of us will meet again!" Jiu Ling looked at the red medicine, reversed the sadness just now, and said in a brisk tone.

Before the red medicine could react, Jiu Ling had already drunk Meng Po soup.

The bull head looked at the ghost who stepped on the Nai He Bridge, breathed a big sigh of relief, and after saying goodbye to the red medicine, he hooked his shoulders and happily stepped on the Nai He Bridge.

Hongyao looked at Jiuling's departing back, and his heart was mixed.