At the mouth of the Netherworld, the north wind whimpered, and it seemed that the souls who were unwilling to leave the world were crying. The yellow sand is flying all over the sky, miserable, and the fascinated people can't open their eyes.

Bo Zhong stood at the crossing, squinting his eyes and looking at the past, now that time has passed. There is no trace of the original.

An hour further on, there is the end of the Netherworld Pass, the entrance of the Yellow Spring. Thinking back to that year, it was here that they encountered the pursuit of the Protoss, and he couldn't remember what the faces of those people were. After hearing that he was dispersed in the Heavenly Tribulation, Feng Xilin entered the evil path, and in a fit of anger, slaughtered all the gods present.

Bo Zhong thought about the scene at that time, it must be a river of blood and a lonely soul raging. Although the stains of blood had been buried in the yellow sand, the roar that lingered in the wind could still be heard clearly.

Bo Zhong sighed and shook his head involuntarily: "But it's really a stereotype, and it's not stupid to look at on weekdays, why is it that your brain is not good all of a sudden?" ...”

Because of the war, the Three Realms were unified, and all the people in the Yellow Springs had left this place and went to the human world. Today's Yellow Spring is also empty, without a sound.

Bo Zhong touched the white jade porcelain altar tied to his waist, and then took out an ancient copper coin from his arms and threw it lightly into the air, and the copper coin became several times larger, stopping in the air and waiting for Bo Zhong.

Without the support of the emperor's divine power, today's Huangquan is very desolate, almost without any grass, and there is no trace of green vitality. It's hard to imagine how the demons agreed to come to such a ghost place in the first place.

Along the way, there was little to see except the endless yellow sand. It was the first time he had come to Huangquan, and he didn't know where Lechuan was.

In this way, he was like a duckweed, swaying back and forth in the yellow spring, making several big circles, and then he found a way out.

The copper coin in the air swayed like this, and Bo Zhong's heart beat extremely fast, and his eyes moved back and forth along the way, for fear of missing something.

About three hours later, the sky was even darker, and Bo Zhong passed by two extremely tall, dry plane trees. Going further, there is finally a way, and it is no longer the boundless yellow sand.

Bo Zhong followed the road all the way forward, and the scenery in front of him gradually opened up, there are some thatched huts here, abandoned farmland, although it is now covered with a thick layer of dust, but everything means that there are people living here!

Bo Zhong's expression lit up, and he changed to walking, and continued all the way forward. A few miles further on, there seemed to be another wooden house.

Bo Zhong's pupils dilated, and he looked at everything in front of him fixedly, only to see that a large scarlet manzhu sawa was blooming next to these wooden houses, which was blooming in the wind, bewitching and charming.

The last time I saw such a spectacular scene, it was the sea of acacia flowers like red dandelions in the mountains behind the leaves. Bo Zhong couldn't help but be stunned, this should be the other side of the dozens of acres of Jiaoxi that will never wither, although no one takes care of it now, it still blooms very well!

This is the place where he and Feng Xilin agreed to come, he used to hear others say, he also fantasized about the scenery here, but now that he has really seen it, he knows what it means to be peerless.

Bo Zhong took a deep breath and said in his heart: I don't know if that kid has seen such a wonderful beauty.

Bo Zhong remembered that Lan Zeyun said that when he arrived at Jiaoxi, a few miles further on, it was the legendary way of reincarnation: Lechuan River, Nai He Bridge! And the person he had in mind was waiting for him there!

Thinking like this, Bo Zhong's body trembled slightly, and he hurriedly clenched his fists to stabilize his mind. In the past, I was just obsessed with my body, and I thought about it a lot, but now I am about to see it, but my heart is inexplicably uncomfortable.

Bo Zhong didn't stay long, he has always had heart palpitations recently, I'm afraid that Tianze's punishment is coming. What he feared most was to miss it again.

Lethe is still the original Lethe, but it is still the Nahe at that time, although the world is changing, the world is impermanent, this place is as if it does not exist in the world, calm and indifferent.

Bo Zhong walked here, looking at the deep and dark Lechuan River in front of him, and couldn't help but tremble, this place is very dead and silent, like an abyss isolated from the world, running on its own.

As for the Naihe, it is now empty, there is no soul going back and forth, and at a glance, you can only cross the bridge and see a black nothingness inside.

Bo Zhong's expression slowly dimmed, where were the ferrymen floating on the Lethe River, only the endless gloomy river. His clenched fist slowly loosened, and he sighed, just as if the time had not yet come, he had not come.

"Who are you waiting for, and why are you here?"

Suddenly, a crisp and evil voice came into Bo Zhong's ears, and Bo Zhong looked up and saw that in the Nai He Bridge above the Lethe River, there was a young woman in purple clothes and a graceful figure standing. Her skin was pale, her whole person was hidden in a thin layer of purple smoke, and her voice was crisp and ethereal, which was strangely tight.

Bo Zhong looked at the woman and thought for a moment. I once heard Lan Zeyun say that above this Lechuan River, at the head of the bridge, there is a grandmother who gives soup every day, the day is the end, and the night is the beginning. There are two completely different faces, and one day is the same.

"Younger generation, I came here today just to find an old friend, I have no intention of bothering Senior Meng, and I also ask Senior Meng to open up the net and let me stay for a while."

Bo Zhong's tone was respectful, and he knew in his heart that this Meng Po was a person in the underworld, and that place had never been entered by a living person. No one knows what's out there and what those souls will go through.

Meng Po listened quietly, her pupils shrank, she raised her thin willow eyebrows, and walked towards Bo Zhong step by step.

"Heh, you're the Bozhong? That young genius with the art of heavenly arithmetic? ”

"The seniors praised it falsely, and the younger generations didn't dare to be, but they realized some ways by chance, where can I be called a genius, and now I am no longer a teenager."

Meng Po's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, and she nodded lightly: "The art of heavenly arithmetic is a taboo, and it is even more difficult to enter the attainment of heaven, now calculated, it has been almost a thousand years since your era, and you kid deserves the name of peerless genius." I look at the world now, I am afraid that I can count you on one hand. ”

Listening to Meng Po's tone, it seemed that he knew him well. But the two of them should be regarded as unbeatable, and they have never seen each other in this life, how could Meng Po know about him...

"The seniors seem to be very familiar with the juniors... Can you tell the juniors? ”

"In the past thousand years, your reputation has spread everywhere, and it is difficult for people not to pay attention, and I know that you are strange. But... If you want to find that kid, you have to wait for a while, and now that the emperor is not there, he can't be on call, he can only float back and forth along the Lechuan River from beginning to end. ”

Bo Zhong listened to Meng Po's words, and was even more puzzled: "Senior Meng knows who I am looking for?" ”

Meng Po stroked her green silk and said with a smile: "Naturally, I know that this kid has been waiting for you here for nearly a thousand years, and over the years, the lonely soul has not dissipated at all, which shows the depth of obsession." Now it's okay, you come to cross him, and from now on, there will finally be no one who forgets the river, and my ears can be clean and pure. ”

Bo Zhong listened, and his heart was touched, it seems that he is indeed here, Huang Tian lives up to his wishes, they are finally going to meet!

"But... You have been punished by Tianze because of snooping on the heavens, I see that your spiritual platform is full of yin qi, I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for much time, and I don't know if it will be too late. Sure enough, there are some things that are so different that they can't be fathomed. ”

The two of them were silent for a while, the water of this Lethe River was so seeping, far away, and Bo Zhong felt that the cold was biting.

"In this case, the junior has a reluctant request here, and I hope that Senior Meng can bother a little!"

"Tell me, if I can do it, I'll give it a try."

Meng Po readily agreed, and Bo Zhong smiled calmly when he saw this, and said, "If the two of us don't have a chance, the juniors will take the first step, and ask the seniors to help and disperse his lonely soul." If I am completely gone, he will have no reason to stay in this world, so it is better to dissipate his obsession and dissipate it with me. ”

Meng Po paused, and suddenly asked, "Do you understand what he is thinking?" ”

"Nature understands, if there is really no fate, I don't want his lonely soul to stay in the world, lonely and lonely for a lifetime, it is better to dissipate, maybe in the barren void, we still have a chance to meet."

After hearing this, Meng Po nodded and sighed: "Okay, I can't say anything about the two of you, you have good thoughts, you can repay grievances with virtue, even if you go through countless ups and downs, you are still dedicated to goodness, so God is especially gracious and dragged that kid back from the evil path, maybe as you said." There is really a glimmer of chance, and for your sake of helping me, I can help me with this favor. ”

"Help?"

Bo Zhong looked at Meng Po with a puzzled expression, and became even more puzzled.

Meng Po smiled, and then continued: "That's right, it's to help me, at that time, I pointed out an opportunity to the girl of the Lan family, and that opportunity is you, you are deep in the art of heavenly arithmetic, and you must have known the existence of the Snow Country early." In this way, you can be regarded as having your own wishes come true, and for me... To help all sentient beings in the world survive this calamity is to help me. I am a man of the underworld, and I am only in charge of the affairs of the underworld, and I cannot interfere in the changes of the world. But these living souls who come and go are mostly because of the inhumane war, how can I really stand idly by. Besides, the person the girl was looking for was also my old friend. ”

When Meng Po said this, even in her tone, there was a hint of tenderness: "Speaking of which, I have stayed on this Yellow Spring for 10,000 years, and in these 10,000 years, I have been accompanied by him except for the bottomless water of Lethe, in addition to coming and going, and the silent soul, there is only him, how can I watch him disappear." ”