Sure enough, with the black light bursting out, the evil qi around my body was like a turbulent current rising wildly because of the powerful swing.

I did feel it, cut into something.

"Qingyuan, go away......"

Ji Yun'er just shouted, and suddenly, I only felt my body buzz, and then my head began to spin, I didn't understand what was happening at all, and my consciousness was disappearing little by little.

I'm going to die, that's my first feeling, and my eyes began to flip, except for my right hand, which was still holding the Evil Sword, and half of my chest, and the part below, my left hand, and my feet had turned into plasma, swaying in the air.

A hand dragged me back, I had lost all consciousness, my eyes were foggy, and the emperor rushed towards me if he didn't want to die, her tears were floating in the air.

I felt that I couldn't seem to hear anything, and I couldn't hear Ji Yun'er's shouts in my ears at all, only Ji Yun'er's sad expression.

What's wrong with me?

I slowly closed my eyes, my consciousness drifted away little by little, my whole body felt light, I wandered in the endless darkness, sinking little by little.

This is death, I have no power to think about it, only endless darkness, little by little, in the dark, falling, what is the place below, I don't bother to think about it, I just feel, very comfortable, up and down, very relaxed.

Gradually, I felt as if I heard the sound of a trickling river, at first I thought it was a hallucination, but the murmuring of the small river came clearly, and gradually, the sight around me became completely clear.

Who am I and why am I here? I felt the river flowing under my feet, looking at the riverbank, full of flowers growing luxuriantly, the sunset, except for the wind passing, the sound of the flowers colliding with each other, and the sound of the river, there is no other sound of foreign objects.

I began to trickle down the other side of the river, little by little, when there was a sound of something outside, a clang, as if someone was beating clothes.

I turned my head blankly, and the corner of my eye was holding back the eyeballs at this time, the whole dead gray, and my face was numb.

A gray-haired old woman, squatting by the river, holding a washboard, a small wooden basin, is rubbing a black dress, the old woman is wearing a gray-white coarse cloth clothes, cheeks are furrowed, the nose is very large, slightly red, round face, nothing can be seen, only feel that her eyes are very concentrated on washing clothes.

A touch of black stuff floated from the surface of the river, and floated to my heels, and I seemed to be attracted by something, and walked towards the gray-haired old woman, dripping with water.

I looked at the old woman, constantly scrubbing the black clothes, the surrounding river surface, has been completely covered with black, as the river flows, those black, with the river to the distance, and the new black, from the clothes down.

It's like the old woman's hands, the clothes that are scrubbed, no matter how you wash them, can't be washed clean, they are always black.

"Mother-in-law, why can't you wash these clothes?"

Suddenly, the old woman stopped rubbing, raised her head, smiled, and said with a kind face.

"Yes, young man, why don't you wash it for me."

I walked over step by step, squatted down in front of the old woman, took the black dress, and rubbed it on the washboard.

All of a sudden, rhythmically, rubbing hard, but at this time, I found that the black clothes did not flow out of the black water, but on the contrary, the water around them changed back to a clear and clean color.

The black clothes in my hand have not changed at all, but they still look black, and I thought it was black, so I said.

"Mother-in-law, this dress is originally black, no matter how much you wash it, you can't wash it clean."

But the old woman shook her head.

"This dress was originally white, but now it is black, indeed, but ah, mother-in-law, today, this dress must be washed, otherwise, someone will blame the mother-in-law."

As she spoke, the old woman straightened up, bent her waist, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and beat her spine, which seemed to be tired, and I continued to rub it.

"Mother-in-law, I'll help you."

As I spoke, I frustrated even harder, and the clothes were still black, and there was no sign of whitening at all, and I was a little puzzled, and I rinsed them in the water.

At this moment, a gust of wind passed, blowing away the petals of the flowers on the other side, flying on the surface of the river under the sunset.

The movement of my clothes getting smaller and smaller, my eyes completely attracted by the picture-like scenery, and I looked around blankly, flying all over the sky, like a large field of red snowflakes, floating on the other side of the river.

"Young man, you have a good heart, what's wrong? Tired? ”

I quickly regained consciousness and began to rub vigorously.

I don't know how long it has been, but I don't feel tired at all, and my hands are still moving.

"Young man, you rest and come back, let the old body come."

I sighed, and just wanted to continue scrubbing in the river, but found that the black clothes had completely returned to the old woman's hands, and strangely, as soon as she scrubbed them, the clothes began to overflow with black things, covering the surrounding river.

Just as I was wondering, all of a sudden, I cried out in surprise, and at this moment, I noticed that the black things that were floating on the surface of the river were now little by little, as if absorbed, into my body.

"What's wrong? Lad. ”

The moment I looked at the old woman, I found that there was something black that was inhaled into my body, and there was still black floating on the surface of the river, but at this time, I found that the black clothes in the old woman's hands were already white, and gradually, the black clothes, the black on them, like faded ink, turned white little by little.

"What are you doing in a daze, young man, come and help the old man."

I hurriedly walked over, the whole dress had been washed white, the old woman took one end of the dress, motioned for me to twist the other end, I twisted it, looked at the clear and clean water, and wrung it out of the clothes.

Then, when the whole garment couldn't wring out a drop of water at all, I let go.

"Well, let's go dry, young man."

As the old woman spoke, I looked around and found that on the other side of the river, there was a drying place with bamboo poles, so I hurriedly walked over and dried the clothes on it.

At this time, I saw that the old woman was already standing next to the drying rack, looking at the drying rack thoughtfully.

But I found that it was impossible for such a dusk to dry out in the sun, so I hurried over and shook my clothes.

After a long time, I found that my clothes were drying little by little, so I hurriedly put them away, folded them, and gave them to the old woman.

"Old woman, go back quickly, the clothes are washed, and the people who blame you should not blame you anymore."

As I spoke, I was about to walk across the river, when suddenly, the old woman's hand grabbed my wrist.

"Where are you going, young man?"

"Mother-in-law, I'm going across the river."

"Why?" The old woman asked in a low voice.

"I don't know why, anyway, I want to go across the river."

Then the old woman took me to the half-man-high flower bush on the other side, and opened my clothes.

"Try it, young man, it doesn't fit."

I didn't think much about it, I put this white robe on my body, and the strange thing was that it was just right, it fit perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for me.

Suddenly, a rush popped up in my head, and all of a sudden, everything, was in a meeting, and I screamed in a panic, and kept touching my body.

"I should be dead."

"Yes, young man, you are dead, this is the Santu River, also called Lethe, it is not a place where ordinary souls can set foot, young man, it is not yet time, you can't die for the time being."

The old woman said, I immediately lowered my head and said thank you sincerely.

At this moment, I heard a grunt on the river, and as soon as I turned my head, I saw a human face emerging on the river, the face was like black charcoal, with a crescent birthmark in the center of the forehead, wearing an official hat, a majestic and righteous face.

"That's not good, you're violating your own authority, violating the rules."

As soon as the man spoke, I only felt as if a righteous spirit was coming towards me.

"Bao Heizi, even if you can distinguish between black and white, between loyalty and treachery, and between all the hearts of people in this world......" The old woman straightened up, paused, and continued.

"But... Can you discern the impermanence of this world? Sit down in your five halls, this young man, his life should not be extinguished, this is the principle of impermanence. ”

"Hey ......" The man on the surface of the water, whose face was like black coal, disappeared after sighing, and the old woman took me by the hand and lifted me up.

In my mind, I was extremely shocked by the person I had just seen, and there was a sense of reverence, which arose spontaneously from the bottom of my heart, I just seemed to hear the old woman talking about the five halls.

"Old woman, is that the King of the Five Palaces of Yama?" I just asked, but I only saw the old woman smiling, and everything around me had already dissipated in the wind.

Gradually, I returned to a dark place, and at this time, a little bit of white began to appear, intertwined in the dark space.

In front of me, standing was me with golden eyes, and there was another person, it was me, I looked at it in amazement, isn't this me who only has a head, half of my chest, and a right hand left after I hit Tan Tian?

"Don't be like this anymore, Zhang Qingyuan, it's not easy, the negative ghost that can appear, in order to save your life, has already blocked a fatal blow for you, thank him well, time is running out."

With golden eyes, as I spoke, I saw that my body was incomplete, turning into black particles, disappearing little by little.

I walked over step by step and stretched out a hand, and the mutilated me slowly raised my right hand, and a smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

"Forget it, next time, be careful, after all, death is terrible."

My hand, never grasped, the mutilated me, turned into ashes, disappeared in front of me, leaving only a black, crystal-like thing, I took it in my hand, felt, as if there was warmth, and then the crystal, also in my palm, disappeared.