Ni Xiaowan was lying on the stone tablet, with tears on her face, not like others, her face was full of happiness and smiles.

However, Ni Xiaowan's left hand was raised and pointed forward, and three words were written in blood on the back of her hand - sorry.

Tang Qianlin looked at the words on the back of her hand, and then saw that there was still blood on Ni Xiaowan's lips, and her index finger was also bitten, and those three words were written down by herself.

Tang Qianlin squatted there and looked at Ni Xiaowan who was sleeping: "She should have woken up and chosen to fall asleep again." ”

Ye Da asked, "Why?" ”

Tang Qianlin stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Ni Xiaowan's face: "The reason is very simple, Liu Mouzheng must have told her that even if she goes back, she will not be able to save my senior brother, so she is disheartened, and she feels that she has always been sorry for me for obeying Liu Mouzheng, so she decided to sleep again and stay in her dream." ”

As he spoke, Tang Qianlin followed the direction pointed by Ni Xiaowan's left hand and said, "Liu Mouzheng, they must have gone over there." ”

Li Yunfan said: "I still have to go to Kyoji Miyake, if he falls asleep here, it will be too cheap for him, even if he falls asleep, I have to let him die." ”

But Li Yunfan didn't know that at this moment, Kyoji Miyake and Maeda Masaji, who were injured, were being escorted by Jinguss, who was armed with a gun, and walked in the wasteland in front of them.

Kyoji Miyake muttered as he walked, "Why is it a dream? Why? ”

yes, why is it a dream? Masaji Maeda was also wondering why.

In Kyoji Miyake's dream, he became the man who changed the history of the world, became a great man, a man who will always be remembered by the world, who led his undead army to conquer the world, but when he was about to sit on the chair that symbolized power, he woke up from the dream.

In the dream, he returned to his hometown and became an ordinary person, working in the farmland with his childhood sweetheart every day, and then sitting on the edge of the field and eating red bean rice together, living a peaceful and comfortable life.

But he, like Kyoji Miyake, woke up from his dream when he enjoyed it the most, and it was Jinguth who woke them up.

The moment they woke up, they found that Jinguth was holding a handful of burning grass in his hand that was still emitting white smoke, and the two of them woke up because they smelled the white smoke.

Kyoji Miyake coughed, "What is this?" ”

Jin Gusi said: "This is called Bi Mo Cao. ”

Kyoji Miyake frowned: "Bi Mocao? What is it? ”

Liu Mouzheng, who was in the rear, said: "You almost fell asleep to death when you were struck by the weft technique, and I saved your life." ”

Maeda Masaji covered his wound and said, "Why save us?" ”

Liu Mouzheng said coldly: "Because it's too cheap for you to die in a sweet dream like this." ”

On the wasteland, Kyoji Miyake and Masaji Maeda walked reluctantly, still immersed in a dream that had disappeared.

Tang Zicheng was very scared and held He Chenxue's hand, and He Chenxue asked Liu Mouzheng: "Why did you say that to Ni Xiaowan?" ”

Liu Mouzheng replied calmly: "I just don't want to lie to her anymore." ”

He Chenxue asked, "Then why did you lie to her in the first place?" ”

Liu Mouzheng said: "If I don't lie to her at first, will she still have the motivation to live?" My deception is good-intentioned, but your deception is malicious. ”

He Chenxue said: "Jiufang Sha, what do you want to say?" Wasn't everything I did to Tang Qianlin instructed by you? ”

Liu Mouzheng stopped and said: "That's what Jiufang Sha instructed, not what I instructed, I'm not Jiufang Sha." ”

He Chenxue was stunned: "What? You, you, didn't Han Dong say before he died, you are Jiufang Sand? ”

Liu Mouzheng smiled: "Originally, Liu Mouzheng should be Jiufang Sha, let's go." ”

He Chenxue looked at Liu Mou's back in a daze, and couldn't understand what he was talking about, what was going on with all this?

And the high priest followed them silently, without saying a word.

Tang Qianlin and the others in the rear walked to the place where Kyoji Miyake and Maeda Masaji woke up before, and found that there was a handful of unburned hay on the ground, Tang Qianlin stepped forward to pick it up, and smelled that there was a sweet smell in the hay.

Tang Qianlin looked at the handful of grass carefully, and smelled the smell again: "It's like the legendary Bimo grass." ”

An Ran asked, "Bi Mo Cao?" What's that? ”

Bei Zihong said in the rear: "Legend has it that after death, before entering the underworld, you have to go through a test, that is, let you go back to the world for three days, return to the sun for a short time, and see what you have to do, and the place where this test is carried out is called Chen, in the records of the underworld, there is a wasteland overgrown with hay, just like what you see in front of you." ”

Enron didn't understand, just stood there and looked around.

Xia Shuang asked: "You mean to say that the place where we are standing now is the so-called Weichuan?" ”

Tang Qianlin took the handful of licorice and said: "The word 'weft' means that the sorcerer or prophet foreshadows good luck and evil, and the word 'weft' has the meaning of 'horizontal', which originally refers to the horizontal line on the loom. ”

As for the origin of the art of weft, traced back, the clearest thing is that after Qin Shi Huang unified China, he heard a prophecy of "Hu Ye, the Dead Qin", and as for the truth and falsehood, descendants cannot distinguish between it and the false. At the end of the Western Han Dynasty, Wang Mang tried his best to use the art of weft to explain that his plan to usurp the throne was in accordance with the will of heaven.

Therefore, some people later believed that the first test in the underworld was in the wasteland called the Wei River, and those who came here would return to the so-called Yang World to do what they wanted to do, and then decide their fate according to what they did when they went back, whether to let him continue to go to reincarnation, or to be imprisoned forever on the Wei River.

Bei Zihong looked around and said, "It turns out that the so-called return to the sun is just to make you have a dream......

An Ran asked again: "Qianlin, what is that Bimo grass?" ”

Tang Qianlin explained: "Bi Mo is similar to a shaman, but the name is different, in some almost isolated mountains, there is a group of special people, their profession is called Bi Mo, is a group of people who are familiar with astronomy and geography, familiar with ancient and modern customs, full of wisdom, and are also responsible for summoning the spirits of the undead. In the eyes of these people, they believe that there are three souls after death, one is the soul that stays in the cemetery, the second is the soul that will go to meet with the ancestors, and the third is the soul that will stay on the ancestral throne at home. ”

Due to the worship of ancestors and souls by the ancients, Bimo has also become the most sacred and mysterious profession, Bimo and shamans, they belong to a kind of primitive worship, but also belong to a special national culture, these people inherit these cultures on the premise, but also responsible for the spread of these cultures, and the most important of them is that they are good at the so-called "spiritualism".

Tang Qianlin pinched the handful of grass: "People who are asleep on the Weichuan River, if they want to wake up, they must smell the smell of the hay after it is burned, so that the soul can return, so some people call this hay Bimo grass." ”

Tang Yushi wondered: "Dad, then who will be responsible for the burning?" ”

Tang Qianlin said: "Bull's head." ”

Xia Shuang was stunned: "The bull's head with a horse's face?" ”

Tang Qianlin said: "Yes, it's almost, but in fact, in the earliest records of the underworld, there is only a cow head, not a horse face, the cow head originated from a god riding a buffalo in Indian Brahmanism, and this god was born in Buddhism, and after it was introduced to China, it became what we call Hades, and the buffalo also became the bull head we are familiar with later." ”

Before Buddhism was introduced to China, the ancients believed in the existence of the soul and imagined the world after death, but there was no concept of "Hades", in fact, Hades is transliterated from the Sanskrit word "yama-raja", where "raja" means king.

Regarding this Sanskrit word, there are many names in the Chinese translations of the past texts, King Yama, King Yemo, etc., but the easiest for Chinese to remember is King Yama.

The term appears in the Hindu epic Rig Veda, in which the "yama-raja" as a god lives in the heavenly paradise and is accompanied by two dogs who often send messengers to the earth, and these two dogs will bring the souls of the deceased to the heavenly realm to meet the yama-raja.

As a result, Yama-Raja is considered to be the god of death, and it is only natural that he becomes the master of the world of the dead, and he has to examine what the dead have done during their lifetime to decide whether to reward or punish the souls.

Yama-Raja is depicted with a green face, dressed in red, riding on the back of a buffalo and holding a noose that is used to capture the wandering spirits of the dead.

An Ran looked very scared when he heard this: "Qianlin, does that mean that we are all dead?" ”

Xia Shuang also looked at Ye Da and Tang Qianlin, very worried.

Tang Qianlin said: "Don't be afraid, you have also seen the things you have experienced on the upper layer, I am thinking, maybe there is more than one shaman spirit palace in the world, those creators appear in various parts of the world, very ancient, people found them, but they couldn't explain what was going on, so they recorded what they saw and heard, and after people's recitation and some exaggerated embellishments, it finally became the so-called underworld and hell." ”

An Ran said: "You mean, our legends may all come from here?" ”

Tang Qianlin said: "Probably, I'm just guessing, but I'm sure that we are all alive." ”

Saying that, Tang Qianlin showed a relaxed smile to everyone, in order to encourage everyone, and it can be regarded as taking care of everyone's uneasy emotions, but even so, most people are still wondering if they are dead?

Bei Zihong looked into the distance and muttered: "The half-dead Wutong is old and sick to death, and Chongquan is sad at every thought." What about life? What about death? It's not the same, I used to think that apart from life and death, there was nothing to be afraid of, but I didn't expect that regret was the most terrible. ”

Speaking of this, Bei Zihong turned to look at Tang Qianlin: "Tang Qianlin, promise me one thing." ”