The rugged and winding mountain road winds towards the top of the mountain, like a black ribbon flying in the wind.

The breeze blew the souls on the mountain road, and in a blink of an eye, the white lotus had reached the top of the mountain, looking towards the foot of the mountain, and saw from a distance, groups of souls walked on the Nai He Bridge.

It seemed that he heard the remnants of the Lechuan River again, this was the darkest shadow left in his heart, thinking of those eerie and terrifying scenes, thinking of those dying souls in the Wangchuan River.

Bai Lian's heart was sour, she took a long breath, and said to herself: "If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old, the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life, if there is love in the earth, the land will be barren, and the Huangquan Avenue will be desolate.

After casually expressing her feelings, Bai Lian's heart was much more refreshed.

Looking down, the souls were elated, talking and laughing to climb to the top of the mountain, some young and strong, with their hands on their mouths, shouting vigorously, "Sister Fairy, Sister Fairy, wait for us."

Maybe in their eyes, they have regarded themselves as immortals who protect them, and the fear on the Huangquan Road has been swept away, or maybe they firmly believe that they should not follow themselves, and there are no difficulties on the Huangquan Road that cannot be passed, so the sorrow in their hearts has been swept away, and they have returned the laughter that should have been.

Bai Lian couldn't be happy, so many souls gave her hope, if something went wrong, how could she be worthy of their trust, at this moment, Bai Lian's body seemed to be as heavy as a mountain.

What can I do to keep them safe if I encounter danger again?

While thinking about it, Bai Lian turned around and continued to walk forward, and the soul who climbed to the top of the mountain watched the fairy sister leave, and hurried away too late to rest.

Another gray-black ribbon road, winding and winding towards the bottom of the mountain.

It's really not easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, don't complain about the hard work, in order to ask the cheapest person in the world, a liter of sweat is worth a few pennies.

The big ones took the small ones, and the few ones helped the old ones to slowly walk down the mountain step by step.

On the rugged and bumpy mountain road, there were souls circling everywhere, and some injured souls couldn't walk anymore.

Bai Lian hurriedly arranged for the young and strong soul to carry it on her back and continue to move forward.

It was very difficult, and when they got to the bottom of the mountain, all the souls felt tired, and one by one they were out of breath, and their speed slowed down.

Seeing that these souls couldn't walk anymore, Bai Lian ordered everyone to rest in place.

A man stood alone on the side of the road, looking into the distance.

The two Yin soldiers followed closely behind, like two thieves who were thieves, and they didn't dare to come out, drooping their heads, beating their hands on their chests, pretending to look at the surrounding scenery.

No one knows what White Lotus is thinking?

I saw her turn back suddenly: "I looked at the two Yin soldiers and laughed coldly."

After the two Yin soldiers saw Bai Lian's smile, they were like fifteen rabbits in their arms, and they felt uneasy.

Bai Lian suddenly asked, "Where will you go down this road", with a cold tone in her tone.

The two Yin Yin soldiers glanced at each other and replied tremblingly, "Ahead is the Wild Ghost Village, the sixth station of the Netherworld Prefecture.

Bai Lian continued: "Why is it called Wild Ghost Village, what is so special about it?"

Seeing Bai Lian's tone softened, the Yin soldiers softened their voice, and said boldly: "This wild ghost village looks no different from an ordinary village on the surface, the village is in a hurry and harmonious life, singing and dancing are very lively, but this is just an illusion, and those lively scenes are all illusions."

White Lotus asked, "What is the illusion of something, and does it do any harm to our souls?"

The other Yin soldier looked at this immortal-like soul with boundless mana, and he didn't know anything about the Huangquan Road to the Netherworld, and just had a chance to show it.

Hurriedly stammered and replied: "The wild ghosts in this wild ghost village are all transformed by those souls who have passed through the Evil Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain, and they can't move forward because of their incomplete limbs, so they have to stay and gather here, and wait for those healthy spirits who are bewildered by the excitement to arrive, take the opportunity to start, find new limbs and replace them on their bodies so that they can continue to go to the underworld."

Bai Lian pretended to be fine, said softly that she knew, turned around and never spoke again.

The Huangquan Road full of flowers on the other side is still stretched deep into the distance, and the blood-red flowers on the other side have been looking at this road in obscurity for thousands of years, looking at the souls that have passed on this road one after another, recording the grievances and joys and sorrows on the Huangquan Road.

The wind blows the flowers, the road is far and sad, this is a road that no one wants to take, and it is also a road that everyone must pass.

Seeing that the souls were almost resting, they got up and swayed one by one, and even gathered together in twos and threes to talk about the world, talking about the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the world.

Bai Lian said: "Let's go on, let's go slowly, let's go together, and we haven't left this behind."

The souls responded with a hello, and they all got up and followed Bai Lian on their way.

The flowers on the other side of the breeze nodded with the wind, as if they were bidding farewell to the souls of this way, if the flower demon Manzhu had not entered the reincarnation, he would definitely come out and send them off.

It's a pity that in reincarnation, he still doesn't know who he is, and he is alone and drifting.

Facing the dusk and sunset, looking for the fragrance of flowers engraved in my heart, but this flower is only available in the underworld, where can people find it, even if he searches for the grass at the end of the world, you are also bitter and find nothing.

The desert is lonely, the sun sets on the long river, and one day he will be reincarnated here, enduring the pain of thousands of years of lovesickness, guarding the flowers on the other side.

Bai Lian walked all the way, thinking about the story of the flowers on the other side all the way, her heart was surging and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

Seeing things and thinking about people, looking at the flowers on the other side of the road, I can't help but think of Ye Demon Shahua's sad eyes.

The flowers and leaves are gone, how cold and ruthless, and the sorrow of the Three Realms is nothing more than this.

Walking along the straight road, about three quarters of an hour, I saw a ruined house in the distance, and the house seemed to be moved by ghosts.

The Yin soldier shouted: "The front is the sixth station to the Netherworld Wild Ghost Village."

The screams of the Yin soldiers woke up the pensive White Lotus.

Bai Lian glanced at the Yin Soldier viciously, and said angrily: "What are you shouting nonsense?"

The Yin soldier was furious when he saw the great god in front of him, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't dare to speak.

Bai Lian then said: "Didn't you hear the words, are you pretending to be deaf and dumb, or are you unwilling to speak."

The two Yin soldiers trembled with fright, glanced at each other, and opened their mouths in unison.

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