Chapter 137: You Difu, Lu Juan helps
"Yes! This is the Wangxiang Pavilion, look over there. Bai Wuchang said, pointing in the direction he came from.
Mao Zheng looked back and actually saw his hometown, a small mountain village not far from the edge of the county seat, and even saw his own home.
Looking at it now, my mud-walled house has obviously fallen into disrepair and collapsed, and the rubble is shattered to the ground, and I can see the houses of other people's families around me.
Looking again, I saw Yidu's villa appear in front of me, and I saw Qin Shuyuan practicing with Wu Yazi.
How wonderful this is, Mao Zheng thought to himself, and then he looked at this pavilion again, and there was a stone tablet next to the pavilion, which was written "Looking at the platform".
Originally, the Wangxiang Pavilion was built on the Wangxiang Terrace, and on this bare mountain, this is indeed a landmark building, because there is only such a building at all.
"This Wangxiang Terrace, it was originally built by Meng Po's compassion for the heavens and people, and after the soul enters the ghost gate, this is the only place that can make the soul nostalgic for the last time in the yang world." Bai Wuchang said, as if he was feeling the power of Meng Po.
"And what about this pavilion?" Mao Zheng guarded the railing of the pavilion and asked in the slow yin wind.
"This pavilion was built by Yue Lao!" Bai Wuchang shook his fan and said.
"Ahh You said that the old moon cultivator who pulled the red line for people every day that day? Mao Zheng couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.
"Haha, exactly. Otherwise, where is the second month old? Bai Wuchang said with a smile.
"However, one is the god of the underworld and the other is the god of the heavenly realm. How is it possible to build this thing in the same place in the underworld? Mao Zheng was puzzled.
"Hahaha, I won't talk about this, you will definitely know all kinds of reasons in the future. However, this Meng Po will come and sit here when the six realms of reincarnation are fine, and you can ask her when the time comes. Bai Wuchang said with Guan Zi in mind.
"Alright! If you don't say it, I don't bother to know that much. Mao Zheng saw Bai Wuchang's appearance, and couldn't help but glance at Bai and said.
The two of them didn't dare to stay here for long, and after playing for a while, they set out on the road again.
At this time, it was all the way down the mountain, and Mao Zheng was also very curious about the underworld, so he tried to walk as slowly as possible, and Bai Wuchang escorted the soul to walk slowly, and couldn't help but follow Mao Zheng's pace.
At this time, Mao Zheng asked as he walked: "Brother Bai! What is the name of the one who came down the hill to the side of the road? Mao Zheng said and pointed to the black river.
"It's called the Lethe River, and legend has it that this river leads to the Heavenly River." Bai Wuchang said.
"There is also a legend in the yang world that there is such a river leading to the heavenly river, why is there such a river here?" Mao Zheng asked.
"I don't know, maybe the rivers of the three realms all have the same root and origin. Ahaha!" Bai Wuchang replied chicly with a fan, as if admiring the beauty of this desert.
Finally went down to the bottom of the mountain, only to see that he came to the familiar three-way intersection, Mao Zheng saw that the red flower of the roadside light pole was the legendary flower on the other side, the only bright color at this time.
After walking some distance, I saw that I came to the Nai He Bridge, which is the 'scenic spot' of how many poignant poems have been left in the sun! Mao Zheng couldn't help but stand on the bridge and look down, only to see that the ink-black river below was galloping horses, making a rumbling sound, and the ghost crying that came out under the black river was very terrifying. 180
"This time I came to the underworld to take a right path, it seems to be really interesting." Mao Zheng said.
"The flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side, but there is nothing to do on the bridge
The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, and the grass is sad and sad!
The water of the Lethe River flows into the Lethe River, and the flowers on the other side bloom on the other side
The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, and this river boat travels on this river" I don't know when, Bai Wuchang actually recited this poem, which seems to be telling the helplessness of a soul who comes here to remember the sun.
"Brother Bai is so Yaxing!" Mao Zheng said with a smile.
"Where am I Yaxing, I am recalling the soul of a poet, the verses that came here to recite, the cycle of life and death This is a hurdle in the hearts of many people." Bai Wuchang said, as if thinking of his own life. But he is very good now, at least his story still touched the heavens and the earth, and moved the king of Hades, otherwise how could there be such an errand?
Mao is like a tourist, impermanence is like a tour guide, but this visit is a place that people fear - the underworld. The reason for fear is actually death, but how many people can't even do it well, but they just carry a human skin. Still thinking about how to be a person? Then you might as well be a ghost.
Mao Zheng sighed, couldn't help but continue to move forward with Bai Wuchang, and soon came to a city, which was the city of vain death that he came to last time, and he remembered the last time he went to carry out the mission of the underworld, and the Jiuhui girl. Mao Zheng sighed again, he couldn't imagine that he had a deep relationship with the underworld!
In the future, immortals can't be done, and it's okay to come here to be a ghost immortal, at least it's still so immortal! Ha ha. Mao Zheng thought to himself.
Just as he was thinking about it, the two of them had already arrived at the Hades Palace. Seeing that there was no figure in the entire public hall, Bai Wuchang asked Mao Zheng to wait for a while, and then walked to the back hall.
After a while, I saw a middle-aged man with pimples on his head, very burly and tall, holding a brush and an account book in his hand.
Mao Zheng thought to himself, how to call out a master who settles accounts? But at this time, the strong man flipped over the account book in his hand, and Mao Zheng saw clearly the artifact of the original underworld-Life and Death.
Yes! It turns out that this 'extraordinary' looking strong man is the judge? Mao Zheng thought in surprise.
"Mao Zheng is Lu Ju, he can help you solve the problem you want to solve." Impermanence said, and then introduced Mao Zheng to Lu Juan and the origin of this time.
"Oh! So that's the case, it's an old acquaintance? Lu Juan looked Mao Zheng up and down with the book of life and death, and said, "Mao Zheng, you release the souls of the woman and the child first, and I'll take a look." ”
Mao Zheng hurriedly released the souls of Xiao Wu and her child, and when Xiao Wu saw that he and the child had actually come to hell, and the judge was also here, his heart was relieved, and he couldn't help but look at Mao Zheng.
At this time, the little ghost crawled over and grabbed the Lu judge, and shouted clearly in his mouth: "Grandpa Judge!" Grandpa Judge! ”
Mao Zheng thought to himself at this time, this little guy's emotional intelligence is quite high. How can you say bad things with yourself, and as soon as you get here, you actually call grandpa, and you know to compliment this judge?
"It's you!" The judge said, hurriedly took out the life and death book, carefully checked it, and said: "I just sent you out to reincarnate, why did you come back again, this is your ninth reincarnation unsuccessful, if you don't succeed again, you will have to stay in the underworld forever." ”
"Grandpa Judge! And me, my life is so miserable! At this time, Xiao Wu cried and hugged Lu Ju's legs and feet.
The judge looked at Xiao Wu, and then turned to Xiao Wu's record, Mao Zheng would stand over and take a look, and his heart was extremely shocked.
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