Chapter 203: Vision
When I opened my eyes, I had a chill on my face, and I wiped it gently, staining my hands with tears.
Nameless stood beside me cautiously, holding a blanket in his hand and about to cover me, when he saw me wake up, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the villain saw that you were asleep, and wanted to cover you with a blanket." ”
I felt so uncomfortable and panicked, it was the kind of helplessness and powerlessness that I felt uncomfortable.
When I saw my little brother in a dream, his eyes were wrapped in thick white silk, and I realized where my eyes, which could see through thousands of miles away, came from.
In fact, I should have thought that among the great powers of the Six Realms, who would be willing to give me his eyes except for the little brother?
But I'm so ignorant, I've speculated on anyone, but I've never thought about my little brother.
From the moment I put the blood stamp on the contract, I seemed to subconsciously treat him as an outsider, because only in this way could I restrain my thoughts.
Nameless cautiously asked me, "What's wrong with you, Your Majesty, why are you so sad?" ”
I shook my head and said, "Nameless, how long have I been asleep?" ”
"It's about two hours, and it's time now."
I can't imagine that the dream for a moment has been four hours later. I've dreamed of the Demon Realm twice, and the pattern of the ground in both dreams is exactly the same.
I felt that it was not a dream, but some indelible traces or pain in my memory.
The last time I dreamed that my little brother had made himself late, he finally gave his heart to me. This time I dreamed that he was standing alone on the top of a high mountain, looking so lonely and lonely.
"Nameless, you take the soul urn back to the other courtyard, I want to go out for a walk alone."
I want to go to the Soul Tomb and see the place where my little brother reshaped my body, and the River Styx, and the Yellow Springs Road, and many, many more places where he walked with me.
At this moment, I felt like I was crazy trying to find the memories, pictures, everything I had with him.
Nameless was very uneasy, and asked me, "Where is the king going, but do you want the villain to accompany you?" ”
"No need, your eyes are not good, rest more."
At this time, I have mixed feelings in my heart, and I just want to go around alone, and I don't have to pay attention to anything, and I don't have to be afraid.
I twisted a trick and borrowed the power of the Hades Seal to leave the palace and came directly to the Nai He Bridge. Granny Meng has been boiling soup and giving soup for thousands of years.
Countless lonely souls and wild ghosts stopped in front of her shop, drank soup, and then crossed the Nai He Bridge, which was particularly orderly.
"I've seen the king!"
When the lonely ghosts saw me coming, they all knelt down to pay respects, I waved my hand, ignored them, and stood straight in front of Granny Meng's shop.
She glanced at me with a smile and said, "The king is so interested, why did you come to see my old woman make soup?" ”
"Granny Meng, the ghosts who drank Meng Po soup from you, do you remember their appearance and name?"
She shook her head and said, "There are thousands of lonely souls and wild ghosts in the underworld, how can the old woman remember it." However, the general Xuanzong power is a little different, and the old woman remembers some of it. ”
"Xuanzong power?"
I remembered my previous life, my previous life, I should have been a cultivator. Since I used to be the King of the Netherworld, I must also be a great power, I guess Granny Meng remembers.
So I asked again: "Granny Meng, then think about it carefully, in the previous life of this king, in the previous life, did you drink Meng Po soup here?" ”
She shook her head again, "The king has golden branches and jade leaves, and he is the king of the underworld appointed by the Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Realm, so naturally he has never drunk Meng Po soup, nor has he ever crossed this Nai He Bridge. ”
I was stunned and hurriedly said: "Granny Meng, are you sure that this king has never drunk Meng Po soup and crossed the bridge?" According to you, hasn't this king ever entered the six realms of reincarnation? ”
Granny Meng owed a debt and said with a smile: "The king is so beautiful, if he wants to enter the six realms of reincarnation, how can the old woman not remember it?" ”
I didn't enter the six realms of reincarnation, and I didn't drink Meng Po soup and Nai He Bridge, so what happened to the ten reincarnations that my little brother let me experience?
How did the mother he chose for me conceive me?
Of course, that's not the point, the point is, how come my memory is gone?
If you don't drink Meng Po soup, you won't forget the memories of your previous life, especially for cultivators, whose memories are even stronger. But I didn't, everything that happened to me was like a mess, and I couldn't find the thread.
I chatted with Granny Meng a few more times, but I didn't find anything, so I went to Huangquan Road.
Along the way, I met many lonely ghosts, and they all paid homage to me with trepidation.
After asking, I realized that many of them ghosts were actually from the Xiao Dynasty, because they couldn't be promoted to ghost cultivation, and they had no fixed residence, so they wandered around the Netherworld all day long.
As a result, my heart felt even more uncomfortable, and my desire to go back to my past and present lives became stronger.
These days, the soul-attracting flowers on the Huangquan Road are in full swing, and when I walked all the way, I actually smelled a strange pungent fragrance.
I was stunned, because the plants in the Netherworld grew up sucking the breath of filth and carrion, and the smell they emitted has always been not very good, and when the ghost door is closed, the smell becomes more and more fishy.
I was about to reach out to pick one, when I heard a deep voice behind me, "Your Majesty, don't pick it!" ”
"Nameless, why are you here?" I turned my head and saw the nameless person who suddenly appeared, and I wondered, "Didn't you go back to the other courtyard?" Where are you going? ”
The villain looked at the king and was a little uneasy, so he followed. He paused, pointed to this piece of Soul Attraction Flower and said, "Soul Attraction Flower only emits a strange fragrance when it devours ghosts. ”
“…… They are the soul-attracting flowers of the underworld, how can they devour ghosts? ”
"There is a breath from the Demon Sect here, and only a strange fragrance can hide the anger."
"Breath from the Demon Sect?"
I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to fish it out in front of the flower, put it on the side of my nose and sniffed it carefully, and really found that there was a little indescribable anger in this fragrance.
I asked very puzzledly: "How could the people of the Demon Sect come to the Netherworld Mansion, don't they have a critical monument as a dividing line, saying that the well water does not interfere with the river water?" ”
"The critical monument has always been to guard against gentlemen, not villains. The underworld and the Demon Sect are just a monument apart, and it is not very difficult for the people of the Demon Sect to really want to sneak in. ”
The people of the Demon Sect ......
The little brother has only been in the demon world for two or three months, so he won't just reach out to the underworld, right? Besides, with his temperament, it is impossible to let the people of the Demon Realm make waves in the Underworld.
"Nameless, follow this king to the slit of life and death!"
As I spoke, I turned around and went to the other side of the River Styx, and Nameless hurriedly chased after me, and said, "Your Majesty, the gap between life and death is too heavy, and it is really not easy for you to go to that kind of place if you are pregnant. What does the king want to do, why don't you let the villain go for you? ”
"No, this king wants to go by himself!"
Before I reached the River Styx, I flew on the ferryboat and startled the boatman who was napping. When he came back to his senses, he saw that it was me, and hurriedly arched his hand and made a gesture with me.
"Your Majesty, where are you going?"
"Life and death slit!"
The boatman's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, you must not go to the gap of life and death these days, the barrier over there has already spread to the middle of the Styx, and it cannot be crossed any longer." ”
"Obstacles?"
"Beyond the gap between life and death, there is a layer of powerful aura surrounding, and the Yin Division calls it a barrier. This kind of anger comes from the demon realm, and it is getting worse and worse. ”
"Where's the urn?"
"The urn has always guarded the gap between life and death, but recently, the obstacles have spread so fast, maybe his period of great seclusion is approaching."
Naturally, the boatman didn't talk nonsense, he said that the period of the urn was coming, and it must have arrived. I'm very scared in my heart, isn't it that he has spent a lot of cultivation to build those two soul urns, and he is already inferior to that anger?
I turned my head to look at Nameless, his face suddenly became very solemn, and he asked, "Nameless, before you came to the palace, the urn was about to end?" ”
Nameless lowered his eyes and nodded, but he didn't say anything. The boatman looked at him thoughtfully, moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he seemed to be stopped by jealousy.
I was very uneasy, and since the end of the urn was approaching, I was bound to go over to the gap between life and death.
So I summoned the soul sound, put down an enchantment on my body with the spell sound, and raised my eyes to look at the boatman, "Let's go, the boatman, this king is going to see the urn." ”
The boatman couldn't resist me, shook his head and plunged the pole into the water, and the boat headed down the River Styx like an arrow from a string.
Nameless suddenly landed behind me with a vertical leap, I don't know if it was an illusion or what, I suddenly felt that his anger was so powerful, powerful enough to shock my primordial spirit.