The soul collector was still smiling happily, and did not look angry.

Ling Zheng glanced at Jin Shiyi on the ground, bowed to the Xuanyi people, made a gesture, and said lightly: "Poor master, Ling knows that he is only a shallow learner, but since he is here, there is no reason to return halfway." My brother just talks a little more, and after thousands of years, he has already seen through right and wrong, so why bother to be like him? ”

"I'm not in a hurry to relieve him, but I'm the first to flatter my old man." The Xuanyi people didn't want to release the Jin Shiyi at all. In fact, this Xuanyi man does not look old, but listening to Lingzheng's words, it should be that the appearance of the Xuanyi man in his current year is only what he looked like when he died, so he called himself an "old man".

The green tendons on King Ling's arm jumped violently, and when Ling Zheng spoke, he immediately rushed up and beat the Xuanyi Soul Collector to death.

But on the contrary, Lingzheng never let him interfere.

Ling Zheng bowed slightly: "Poor master, if this bundle of spiritual magic is not removed in time, my brother is afraid that he will die here, he is the son of a coffin, you can also see it, right?" Ling was offended. Lingzheng bit his finger in the bite, and the blood dripped down his fingertips onto Jin Shiyi's back, and the long-shaped soul let out a sharp roar, and its body turned into countless green points of light, scattering in all directions.

Jin Shiyi quickly got up and went to pull Shen Yan.

The Xuanyi man was not angry because his magic weapon was dispersed, but smiled proudly: "My bundle of spiritual magic has not been broken so far, not bad, you have such cultivation and heart at a young age, you ...... Who the hell is it? Ling Zheng smiled and said that he was just an ordinary person, and the new soul of the Xuanyi man was not accepted, so he turned around and walked a few steps, motioned for us to follow his steps, and said with a smile, "Where do you want to go after this Yin Pass?" ”

Ling Zheng replied: "Huangquanling." ”

"Huangquanling?" Xuanyi put away his smile, "This Huangquanling is the most fierce place in the Yin Division, we don't dare to go, you ...... Oh, you, are you ......" The Xuanyi man seemed to recognize Lingzheng, pointing at Lingzheng, his fingers kept shaking.

Ling Zheng smiled faintly, "I'm not." ”

The Xuanyi man replied: "The old man understands, understands." - Why did you go to Huangquanling? This title has become "you" from "you", which shows that this Xuanyi man really sees some way.

Lingzheng paused as he moved forward, glanced at me, and replied to the words of the Xuanyi man: "Find something." ”

"The road to Huangquanling has been diverted by Cui Hao, and few people know about the new road, you come with me." The Xuanyi man walked slowly in front, muttering as he walked, "This little Yin Girl is from the Bai family, why is he with the Bai family?" After a pause, he asked Lingzheng, "Master, did you bring the ghost beads?" ”

Lingzheng nodded.

Xuanyiren's expression flickered slightly: "It's been more than a hundred years, have you found him?" ”

Lingzheng nodded again.

As I walked, many blood-red flowers gradually emerged on both sides of the road, swaying vividly. Walking along the flowers, you can see a long black river, and there is a boat parked on the river, which is the Santu River. He Santu used to be the yin cha who was in charge of the Santu River, but he betrayed Yin Si, and now, he threatens us with the sixth copper coin and asks us to go to Huangquanling.

Jin Shiyi looked around and shouted: "Damn, there are so many Manzhu Sawa on this shore!" ”

Shen Yan scolded him and corrected: "Erhu, in the underworld, this flower is called a two-life flower." It is the obsession of the woman after her death. ”

"Is it that after the death of the legendary woman, if she can't wait for the man of the first night to lead her across the river, she will turn into a flower?"

"Yes, it's the two-life flower by the river in the three ways."

"No wonder my mother and my father quarreled, and they always said that women come to the world to suffer. Xiao Yan'er baby, look, there are so many two-life flowers, how many negative men should there be? Nima, why didn't they touch me? Lao Tzu is also a talent...... Ouch! Yan'er, I was wrong, I was wrong, I can't do it......"

Shen Yan lifted Jin Shiyi's ear: "Aren't you a coffin child?" How can there be parents and parents? ”

"Adoptive father and adoptive mother, they are in the country, I will take them to see them when I go back."

"Cut...... Who wants to see them. ”

"Ugly daughter-in-law...... Ouch! A beautiful daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws. ”

"Humph!"

I once heard the legend of the two flowers by the Santu River, which they said, saying that as long as she is a woman, she will definitely cross the Santu River first when she comes to Yin Si after death. There are three undercurrents of different depths in this river, which govern the three paths of the women in the yang world. When you are alive, you like and dislike, and when you die, you will pass by which river and suffer the same kind of pain.

These three paths are the path of fire, the path of blood, and the path of sword.

When crossing the river, it must be led by a man, otherwise he will be thrown into the river by the duke.

The waters of the Santu River are not buoyant, nor are they clear, they are muddy, and they can corrode the soul. Once you fall into the water, you will never have a chance to be reborn, and you can only become a water ghost, suffering forever in this bone-cold river.

I cautiously walked between the two flowers, for fear of stepping on them, but the sound of Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi flirting and scolding was clear in my ears, and I was distracted by carelessness, and my feet stepped on the core of a flower that was blooming brightly. My heart is finished, this woman is dead, how can I get it if I step on it, but I don't know that the flower automatically gave way to me as if it was alive. I sincerely sensed its thoughts, but found that it was a blank space, and I couldn't help but feel bored.

If I can't feel the plants on both sides of the road, because the plants don't have the "spiritual" consciousness, but these two living flowers are changed by living people after death, how can I not feel them?

I wondered why I couldn't feel the thought of two flowers.

Could it be ...... There was a thought that became clearer and clearer in my mind.

Lingzheng patted me on the head: "Crossed the river." ”

"Oooh......"

I smiled sweetly at Ling Zheng.

The Xuanyi Soul Collector threw out an iron chain and said, "You guys quickly pull it, the lower reaches of the Santu River is the Black Mist Peak, and I will let the Duke take you over." After passing the Black Mist Ridge and going up, you will arrive at the Huangquan Ridge. ”

Ling Zheng pulled the iron chain as he said, and led me with his backhand, Ling Wang's tomb followed me, and Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi followed last. On the ferry, the Xuanyi people told us not to speak, otherwise we would fall into the water with our three souls, and even if we returned to the Yang world, we would become a fool. Of course, we do what we say.

I looked at the man in a burlap garment, and saw that he was looking up at me with a resentful look in his eyes. I was stunned, but when I looked closer, I saw that he was concentrating on the penny, and did not look at me.

Could it be that I'm thinking too much?

The boat was moving leisurely for a long time, and a white dry hand stretched out from the river, and grabbed the edge of the boat at once, and our boat shook, only to hear a plop, and someone fell into the water. Lingzheng was holding my hand visibly tighter, and he seemed relieved to see that I was still there. I looked back, King Ling's tomb was standing firmly, Shen Yan was also standing firmly, but Jin Shiyi was gone.

"I have been ......," the Xuanyi man sighed as he stared at the black water, "These water ghosts have been in the river for a long time, and they have become jealous, and if they drag them into the water, they will have no skills to return to the sky." ”

Shen Yan was anxious: "Is it really hopeless if you fall?" ”

"yes."

"Plop ......" Shen Yan jumped into the Santu River.

I was so anxious that I shouted: "Hey, Shen Yan, don't do anything, let's find another way to save Jin Shiyi, Shen Yan ......" Shen Yan didn't answer my words again. I moved to the side, trying to see if Jin Shiyi and Shen Yan were saved if they fell into the Santu River. Although I don't have much friendship with Jin Shiyi, he is Shen Yan's boyfriend, and Shen Yan took the initiative to jump into the river to find Jin Shiyi at this time, I wonder if the two of them can still come up?

I looked into the water and saw a chilling sight.

These three rivers are actually very shallow, and when you look at them roughly, the river water is black, and you think that it is bottomless. When you look closely, you can even see the aquatic plants at the bottom of the river. And entangled in the aquatic grass is a green and faint rotting corpse, human and animal, messily piled together, layered, in various postures. Some had rotted into white skeletons, while others could still distinguish their appearances. The face was covered with a green fluffy membrane, like moss growing out of human skin. From time to time, one or two withered hands burst out of it, tearing at some minced flesh in an orderly manner. or those who are more powerful, and they will come and pick up the edge of our boat.

I gasped: "It's over, Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi can't come back." ”

I'm a little sad in my heart, I can't see death without help.

I tugged at Lingzheng's sleeve, "Lingzheng, what should I do?" ”

Lingzheng sacrificed the golden dragon pestle, and directly threw the golden dragon pestle into the water, and with a bang, the golden dragon pestle disappeared into the water and disappeared without a trace. However, the water spirits in the water were not affected in the slightest, and were still there to show their teeth and claws at us, trying to climb onto the boat.

"Lingzheng, will they die?"

"The Santu River is divided into three ways, I don't know which way they were washed into now, the Golden Dragon Pestle will find them, don't worry."

"Oh, that's good."

I let out a long sigh of relief.

The ship moved forward silently, and there were no blood-red flowers on both sides, but two towering peaks appeared. The mountains are stacked on top of each other, and they are unusually steep. The man stopped the boat here, struck the water with a penny, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's here." "There are cliffs on both sides, and there is no road at all. I rubbed onto the edge of the boat and slid my foot into the water. When it is dipped in water, it does not feel cold and biting. Really...... Closing my eyes, I recalled the two-life flowers by the Santu River just now. Vast expanses are in full swing, driving along the riverbank all the way to the darkness in the distance, boundless, as if guiding the way home.

Flowers bloom and fall for a thousand years, leaves wither for a thousand years, flowers and leaves never meet.

At this time, when I opened my eyes again, the Santu River was still turbid.

If a woman dies, she must be led by a man who has made the first acquaintance with the woman during her lifetime. And if the woman's friend is not dead, the woman will wait on the shore, and she will not be able to cross the Santu River, so she can only wait until the man appears. If the man betrays her at the end, she will become a double flower on both sides of the river, blooming bright red.

This is that there are no other souls by the Santu River, but only so many two-life flowers bloom.

If these legends are true, it means that these two flowers are indeed incarnated by the souls of women, and I can indeed sense their thoughts. If I can't feel it, it can only mean that I am in a dream......

No, it's not just me, even Lingzheng, King Ling's Tomb, Shen Yan, Jin Shiyi, we all fell into the same dream.

How could such a strange thing happen?

When did we start dreaming?

I asked, "Lingzheng, did we fall into the same dream?" ”