Step by step, the horses walked forward on the muddy road, the air was full of dampness, and the sound of the river rushing not far away was mixed with cries one after another.

Kang Ting's mind was dizzy, and he gradually woke up with the bumps in the horse's steps, and tried to open his eyes, but found that his eyes seemed to be covered with something sticky, and he couldn't open them.

Gasping in pain, Kang Ting stretched out his hand to touch his eyes, the stickiness of his hand was unique to blood, as if it had been blown by last night's wind for a long time, and some places had condensed into dark blood scabs.

Kang Ting forced himself to open his eyes, and found that the night had quietly receded, and the light had replaced the darkness, and it also illuminated what a terrible disaster had happened last night.

The fingers moved slowly from the open eyelids, touching the sore spot, Kang Ting's fingertips shook and left quickly, and after a while, he slowly touched it back. He thought that if he lost an eye, it would become a black hole of flesh and blood, but the feeling of the tentacles, his eyes were still there, but there was no light, like a stubborn stone embedded in the socket.

A bright red lantern was tied around the horse's neck, and as the horse staggered as it walked, the light inside had been completely extinguished, and there was a dead silence.

Kang Ting struggled to roll off the horse, for a while it was a little difficult to accept the facts in front of him, struggling, climbing to a puddle of stagnant water, Kang Ting from the faint reflection of the water surface, sure enough, found that his eye returned to the socket, except for the mottled blood stains around him to prove that last night's events were real, the others were still his usual appearance, I don't know what An Qing used, everything about him, almost no change.

Got up and took the lantern from the horse's neck, Kang Ting held it in his arms, and called "Qingqing" a few times, but the feeling in his heart was very different from usual, he could detect that the lantern had not only lost its light, but also seemed to have lost its dominant soul, and had become a dead thing.

The birds in the forest escaped the catastrophe, chirping and flying in the forest, Kang Ting came back to his senses, squinted his eyes and looked up at the rising sun, thinking if she would have returned to the mountains and forests one step ahead of him.

Thinking of this, Kang Ting stumbled on his horse and walked in the direction of the mountains and forests.

The tomb where he used to live has collapsed into a ruin, and the glowing branches in the tomb can't withstand the sunlight, and have died into a mass, Kang Ting pulled it out with his bare hands for a long time, as if digging and digging, digging into the previous appearance, An Qing will suddenly appear.

But until the flesh and blood of his hands were blurred, a handful of loess buried everything after all.

Kang Ting knelt on the ground, lost his mind and wept bitterly, and it took a long time to raise his head, and he seemed to be crazy to look for the place where the underground river had collapsed.

The mountain wall collapsed in half, revealing a large and cold cave inside, Kang Ting climbed into the cave along the stone wall, and in a damp corner, found a pitch-black clay pot that had broken into countless petals, and a small person curled up in it, disappointed in the world, and then in pain, he hugged himself tightly, and gradually lost his breath.

Kang Ting took off his clothes, wrapped the little man gently with bloody hands, and carefully took it out, and the broken crockpot was thrown to the bottom of the river.

He left her where they watched the stars and listened to the rain, and the lantern that never lit again stayed with her.

Kang Ting felt that his heart was suddenly empty, but in fact, the moment he woke up, he knew that his search was a self-deceptive deception.

Last night he lost an eye, groggy in the rain, in a blur of consciousness, can still feel her kiss, she said Kang Ting, she doesn't hate this world anymore, she wishes the person she loves to live a safe life, and wishes to be able to replace her with the days that she has not lived, and live well.

In this life, she has had a string of sugar gourds, and someone is willing to be her eyes, and she is already very content.

Kang Ting wanted to get up and hold her and hug her, but his consciousness was pulled into the bottomless darkness by reality, and when he woke up again, he had nothing.

Nothing left......

On the 20,000-mile Huangquan Road, the scorching wind on the riverside is blowing like a quenched knife, and the flowers on both sides of the bank are as red as the sunset has spread to the distance.

Most of the people on the road have forgotten their previous lives and are walking towards the afterlife with blank eyes.

A lonely soul wandered on the road, unlike most people who were about to die, this soul was full of shackles, sharp thorns pierced into the body, and the already weak soul body was injured more and more weakly.

In this world, after the death of the human body, it will be reincarnated, those who did evil in life go to hell to suffer, and those who do good deeds are full of blessings in the next life, if the soul is shackled, it is a grudge in life, and the evil ghost who has been the party to the disaster will be suppressed and fall like a yellow spring, and will be pushed into the yellow spring water, and the soul will be cut down day by day, and he will suffer for a long time.

"Miss Anqing."

Someone behind her suddenly called the locked lonely soul, and when she heard the voice, the lonely soul turned around and looked blankly at the person who called her.

The person who came was an old man with a white beard, and he was looking profound at this time, but the crumpled clothes on his body somewhat ruined the image he was trying to put on at the moment.

"Old man, do you recognize me?" An Qing spoke, her voice was calm, not angry or happy.

"Miss Anqing, why did you suddenly arrive at Huangquan?"

An Qing said lightly: "The resentment in my heart has dissipated." ”

"Huh." The old man chuckled lightly, and a pair of eyes seemed to have seen through, "People in the world can't live against you, do you still hate you?" ”

An Qing was silent for a moment, looking at the flowers on the other side and didn't know when they were gone, the dark green leaves were born, but there was no trace of the flowers.

"If he is not hated, he is hated, and if he is, he does not hate."

The old man stroked his beard and nodded, flicked his sleeves, and removed the shackles on An Qing's body. "The old man has gone to the Yin official to read your sentence, although you have killed sins, but the people you have killed have all damaged Yin virtue and sinned, so your sins will be lighter. Moreover, if you punish demons and save people, it is another great achievement, so that the merits and demerits are offset, and if you receive some light punishment, you can also enter reincarnation. ”

An Qing listened to the old man, and she didn't see much joy, as if she went to Huangquan Hell or was reincarnated as a human being, for her, there was no difference.

The old man saw that his words were like a stone hitting the lake, and there was no wave, so he was a little frustrated and said: "You are not happy about this, then I will tell you again, the old man still said a few good words for you at the Yin Guan, and now you have not drunk the soup of Mrs. Meng, and the old man sent you back to Yang, how about it?" ”

An Qing's eyes moved slightly, but thinking about the green snake who had also helped her practice before, she hesitated: "It's useless, why are you helping me?" ”

When the white-bearded old man heard this, he shrunk his neck a few times and muttered in a low voice: "In the end, it was my bad idea, if I don't make some compensation, this immortal official will really feel a little unhappy in my heart." ”

“……”

An Qing didn't hear it clearly, and there was a little suspicion in his heart, thinking that he had met an idler who had nothing to do and laughed, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he heard the white-bearded old man seem to mutter: "The old man is in charge of the worldly marriage above the nine heavens, so I will help you." As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed An Qing's shoulder, cast a spell and shouted: "Girl, let's go with the old man!" ”

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose on the long Huangquan Road, and many lonely souls looked towards this side with dull eyes, but found that the place where the wind had just started was empty, and there was no dust and smoke.

……

The autumn wind was blowing, and the leaves on the trees were falling in a flutter.

People all say that Kang Ting, the best buddy of the Golden Autumn Dart Bureau, was fascinated by ghosts in the mountains and forests a while ago, and when passers-by picked him up, he had already lost half his life and was blind in one eye.

Kang Tingniang thought of the strange murders of murder and gouging out her eyes in the mountains and forests before, and felt sorry for her son, but also glad that the incense she burned in the temple in March played a role and blessed her son with a life, so Kang Jianiang secretly swore that the incense in the temple would be burned more vigorously in the coming year.

Kang Ting, who was lying in the room, sat up from the bed, looked at the autumn sky outside through the window, and looked down at his scarred hands, feeling that it was really like a demon, the three souls lost seven souls, and every day was confused, as if he was no longer in the world.

Xiao Wu of the dart bureau also came to see him with his own doll, and brought many gifts and greetings brought to him by the guys in the dart game.

Kang Ting sometimes felt like he had a big dream, everything was so vain, but he never forgot it.

There was a noisy voice in the courtyard, mixed with the unique sharp voice of Mrs. Wang, Kang Ting knew that his parents were afraid that he would commit another crime, so they thought about marrying a daughter-in-law for him.

For this matter, Kang Ting has refused countless times, even if there is a girl who does not dislike him for being blind in one eye, it will be difficult for him to guard other people's ears and temples and empty his mind.

In a daze, Kang Tingniang had already pushed open the door and entered Kang Ting's house, and when she saw that her son was stunned again, she twisted her head to the side and wiped two handfuls of tears, turned her face and said with a smile: "Ting'er, the girl I said this time, you must like it." ”

Kang Ting shook his head, "Mother, don't bother anymore. ”

This refusal, Kang Tingniang's eyes turned red again, raised her sleeves and wiped it, patted her son's hand and said: "You don't know, it's a rare thing, the white girl of the Bai family's winemaking was already about to breathe in the autumn, and the family even prepared the things for the future, who knows when she woke up one day, the Bai family went to see her daughter, and saw that her daughter actually sat up by herself, except for being weaker, she was all right." ”

Hearing the white girl, Kang Ting was somewhat moved, although he didn't want to marry the white girl, but thinking about it, the other party had admired him after all, and he was also a frank girl.

"That's the White Maiden's creation."

Kang Tingniang looked at it, thinking that there was a doorway, she was happy, and said with some regret: "It's a pity that the white girl knocked her brain and didn't become stupid, but her eyes are not easy to use, I'm afraid that if I do needlework in the future, it will have an impact." ”

Eye? When Kang Ting heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then felt that it was just a coincidence.

Crawling outside the door and listening to the corner of the wall, Mrs. Wang was stunned when she saw Kang Ting stunned through the crack in the door, so she thought she was thinking about it, and walked into the door while the iron was hot, first laughed a few times with a sharp voice, and then persuaded Kang Ting: "Oh, the eyes are not easy to use, and it is good to raise them, don't you know that the white girl thinks about your little brother, isn't there a saying in this world called rare people's hearts!" As she spoke, the matchmaker glanced at Kang Ting's somewhat godless eyes and judged: "I think the white girl and the little brother are the best match." ”

"Aunt Wang......" Kang Ting just called, about to refuse, but the matchmaker Wang obviously didn't give him a chance, took out a note from her sleeve, took Kang Ting's hand and handed it over, laughed dryly and said: "Young man, everywhere, the door is right, there will always be feelings, this is a letter from the white girl to you, little brother, it's not too late to take a look and reply." ”

"yes." Kang Tingniang also nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Wang said that there were many family things, and she saw a lot of nature, so she pulled up Kang Tingniang and walked out, and said with a smile: "My Mrs. Wang is also young, and I know that some things are not easy to chase. ”

As he spoke, the two of them left neatly, and with a clang, they closed the door to Kang Ting.

Kang Ting held the note in his hand, went to the bed, and wanted to throw it aside, but he thought again, even if he refused, it was also a thought of others, and it was inevitably a little rude to lose it like this, so he took the note in front of him and slowly unfolded it.

It is a line of extremely soft font, as if the person who wrote the letter is mixed with affection.

"Qingqing" Zijin, leisurely my heart.

In just eight words, Kang Ting glanced at it, sat up suddenly, and changed the word "Qingqing" to "Qingqing", which made his heart surging for a moment, and it was difficult to hold himself.

After reading it several times, Kang Ting carefully put away the letter and turned his head to look out the window, thinking that maybe it was time to see the white girl again......