There is a legend that according to legend, people go to the Ghost Gate Pass first after death, and after passing the Ghost Gate Pass, it is a Huangquan Road. There are large patches of flowers blooming on the road, and the name of the flower is the other side flower. From a distance, it looks like a carpet of blood. Huangquan Road is known as the road of fire because of its red flowers.

Because the flowers and leaves bloom in two different seasons, the leaves cannot be seen when the flowers bloom, and the flowers cannot be seen when there are leaves. It is also the only scenery and color on this long Huangquan Road. And man walked on the guidance of this flower to the Netherworld. After crossing the Huangquan Road that blooms with flowers on the other side, you will arrive at the Lechuan River, the water of the Lechuan River is blood-yellow, and it is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts that cannot be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, the fishy wind blows on the face, and the waves are rolling......

But this is just a legend, it is a kind of longing of the world after death, the real situation is that I have experienced the Yellow Spring Road, there are no red flowers on the other side around me, only black and vast turbidity, but the lonely ghosts and the fire can be seen. Now, I'm walking on such a path, I don't know what went wrong, after I fell into the Infernal Hell, the regained consciousness is here, or rather, my soul is here.

It stands to reason that I will be scattered, and I won't even have the opportunity to walk this Huangquan Road. So I only worry about one thing, that is, in the end, my sacrifice will be in vain. The most important value of life is love, and the greatest way to show love is through sacrifice, precisely because there are people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for others. Love can be passed on. At that last moment, I didn't want to be great, I just firmly believed that Sheng Shiyao couldn't die.

In fact, I also thought about what would happen to him when he woke up and saw my body. Like 2,000 years ago, as if Ying Ning was the reincarnation of a Xuannu, is he overwhelmed with grief? But later, when I saw him degenerate, his face went from getting old and then returning, and even changed back to a childlike face, I understood a little that if he could really wake up, he should forget the past like the previous century. Even if he saw my body lying in ruins, at least he wouldn't feel any more pain. As for how to get out of that place, it was not within my consideration, because when the giant tree collapsed and destroyed, I already noticed that the environment around me had changed, and the Stygian Sea that had been beside it was no longer there, and even the blood corpses and resentful spirits that had wandered away had disappeared.

The reason is very simple, the space that belongs to the Yellow Spring Styx Sea is just because of the traction of the ghast, coupled with the transformation of the combination of the soul and the giant tree, which caused the human race to be able to enter that place. When they are destroyed, the original aura is gone.

Therefore, with Sheng Shiyao's ability, it must be possible to find a way to go out of that place.

But the premise of all this must be that his heavenly calamity is transformed by my soul and comes back to life safe and sound. Now thinking about these things is useless, I am standing on this Huangquan Road, the sorrow and depression that I once thought are gone, even thinking about those things, I no longer feel sad. Looking ahead, I thought to myself, all the way forward should be the Styx, that place still remember, it is better to go back and see what the final result is. After walking for a while, I really came to the Stygian realm, the scene was still the same, but something was missing, I looked around, and immediately realized that it was the boulder that was missing the engraved handwriting, and the place where the boulder was originally placed was bare at the moment.

If you can't find it, you will give up and move on. Originally, it should be the place where the soul chain is locked, but I saw that there was an extra bridge there, but wasn't the Stygian Sea boundless? How long does this bridge have to be to get to the other side? There seemed to be a traction in the dark, I walked on the bridge, step by step to the middle, very strange, completely distracted, even if the ghosts and ghosts around me were up and down, I could turn a blind eye.

It seems that his state of mind has reached a certain level. I thought it would be a long way, but after walking for about half an hour, I faintly saw the end of the bridge, and my heart said, it turned out that the Stygian Sea was not so wide.

When I walked ashore, I immediately saw the disappeared boulder, and hurriedly walked over, it was indeed this one, it was moved along with the platform stones under the boulder, and then the two lines of handwriting were clearly visible.

One year, two years, three years; Ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years. Even if I use eternal time to wait, I hope to see you again.

I don't want to wait forever, I just hope to be with you forever in life and life.

Looking at these two lines, his calm heart rippled, thinking that the place had already become dead ashes, but it turned out that he still felt pain. I remember that Zhuang Yu sarcastically used this boulder as a wishing stone, but after all, I couldn't get my wish. It's also my own wrong thoughts, I and Sheng Shiyao are in two lives, how can I live in the next life? The fate of the previous life has long been exhausted, and the continuation of the fate in this life is just a forcible request, and in the end, "forever with each other, long together" has become my obsession.

sighed, and swore that I would live if he gave birth, and I would die if he died, but at that time, I still broke this oath by myself. Another sigh, but it didn't come from me, looking around blankly, who was sighing? Could it be ...... "Sheng Shiyao, is that you?" He raised his voice and asked, and he was stunned when the voice came out, he was just a lonely soul, and he could actually speak.

In the end, I possessed his soul, will his soul merge with mine, and then follow me here? I asked again, but there was still no answer, but another sigh came, this time clearly heard, from behind the boulder.

I dodged around and saw a man sitting behind the boulder, still an old man, with his hair in a bun behind his head, and his face was full of wrinkles. Some are like grandmothers, but they are not, she is much more serious than grandmothers, and her eyes are cold.

I asked her: Who are you? She didn't answer me and continued to sit there. lowered his eyes, and suddenly knew her identity, it was actually Meng Po.

For right at her feet, there was a pot of soup, and a large bowl was placed next to it.

I ask again: Is this Meng Po soup? This time she raised her eyes, looked at me from a distance, nodded her head, and asked, "Do you want to drink?" I instinctively shook my head and took a step back, even if I fell into the boundless cycle of hell, I didn't want to drink this soup and forget the past.

Meng Po smiled, not reluctantly, just pointed to the place next to me and asked me to sit down, and said to tell me a story. I didn't look like she was cheating, so I sat down next to the boulder in my heart, and then heard Meng Po's old voice full of vicissitudes speak slowly.

The protagonist in the story is called Manzhu, she and Sha Hua are the spirits on the Sansheng Stone, accompanied by thousands of years, seeing all the world's fate, joys and sorrows, and the cycle of life and death. But the Buddha wanted them to enter the red dust, saying that they could only get one side in their lives, so Manzhu made a wish in front of the Buddha: look back a thousand times in the past life, and pass by once in this life; A thousand times to pass by, for one encounter; A thousand encounters and another acquaintance; A thousand acquaintances for one acquaintance; A thousand times to know each other, in exchange for one love.

After that, Manzhu fell on the other side of the Lethe River, was born on the bank of the Santu River, and became an unbloomed flower. I watched all kinds of people walk by, walk up to the bridge, drink the soup in Meng Po's bowl, and hurriedly walk down the bridge. Manju asks Meng Po when she will bloom. Meng Po said that when it is time to bloom, it will bloom. So she looked forward to the flowers, and looked forward to seeing him once in a lifetime when she could be the most beautiful. The three days before and after the spring equinox are called the other side of spring, and the three days before and after the autumn equinox are called the other side of autumn. When autumn first arrives, Manjoo blooms with white flowers, like frost and snow, and plops on the entire Santu riverbank. However, Sahua did not come.

Year after year, Manzhu blooms on time every autumn time, and Sahua is never seen. Until one day before she had time to bloom, he came in a hurry, and left in a hurry, Manzhu desperately called him, Sawa! He seemed to have lost his hearing completely, and he hurried by, not even touching the horns of his green shirt. When the tears could no longer flow, Manju began to fall silent. Every autumn on the other side, it is still silently open, sending away the souls of the dead one by one. For a thousand years, watching him Shahua hurried by his side, without stopping or looking at her. Another thousand years began in the opening and falling, and then came to an end, he changed his posture and walked up to the Nai He Bridge, picked up Meng Po's soup, but this time he glanced back at Manzhu.

After that, a thousand years after a thousand years, a thousand times of looking back, rubbing shoulders, meeting, acquaintance, and acquaintance, the words of Buddhism have become a reality one by one. Manju just opens calmly, falls calmly, and calmly waits for love after a thousand years. Ailai was also very calm, but very shocking, Sha Hua squatted down, kissed her face, and said softly: Manzhu, I will not forget you again, I want you to be by my side.

I was fascinated by what I heard, but Meng Po stopped, turned her eyes to look at her, and saw that she still didn't mean to continue, and couldn't help asking, "What happened later?" Meng Po said: "If there is no later, don't tell the story later." Do you know why I gave you this story? ”

I shook my head, where did I know the reason, I thought she was just lonely and wanted to talk to someone. The love between Manzhu and Sawa in the story is heartbreaking, a bit like me and Sheng Shiyao. Wait, at the beginning of the story, Meng Po said that the manzhu had become an unbloomed flower, and watched all kinds of people walk by, go up to the bridge to drink Meng Po soup, and then walk down the bridge. I raised my eyes and looked at the bridge in the middle of the Stygian Sea, and the bridge I said should be this Nai He Bridge, but I obviously came from that side, and Meng Po was also on this side of the bridge, did Meng Po say the opposite?

But I saw Meng Po shaking her head and said, "I didn't say the opposite, do you know what kind of flower Manzhu is?" She is the flower on the other side, originally Huangquan Road, Lechuan River, Nai He Bridge and Sansheng Stone are all on the other side, but because of a turmoil in the Huangquan Styx Sea, the bright red flowers on the bank of the Chen River, Nai He Bridge, Sansheng Stone, and even Lechuan have been destroyed. ”

I frowned and couldn't help asking, "What is it (omitted here)

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