Duanmu Han has been following Wuxin for the past few days, looking for a suitable opportunity to start, and finally saw Wuxin alone outside on New Year's Eve, with no bodyguards around.

What's hateful is that—

He stared at the two people kissing in front of him, and raised his hand to the group of people behind him: "Grab it!" Be clean and don't leave a mark. ”

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When Wuxin woke up again, he found himself tied to the bed with a person sitting on the edge of the bed.

He turned his head to look at a pair of straight eyes.

After looking at each other, Duanmu Han groaned slightly, revealing a sickly smile: "Uncle, Ah Xin, why are you so unbehaved, I like you so much, why do you have to mix with that poor student all day long?" ”

"What did you do to him?" Wuxin's eyes were dark, and his heart was inexplicably angry when he thought of the attack he and the boy had been attacked on the street.

"Killed." Duanmu Han blinked, and suddenly his eyes were full of resentment, "He called your name when he died, why?" Why should you be so nice to him? I liked you for so long and you didn't even look at me, and he only met you for less than a month, how can he get your like? ”

"Uncle, what did I do badly? You tell me, can I change it? ”

"Duanmu Han, you're crazy." Looking at the crazy male protagonist, he only felt his temples beating suddenly, irritable and speechless.

"I'm crazy! I'm crazy! Duanmu Han stood up with a hideous face and walked around the house, "Uncle, is it okay for us to die together, not to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day and month of the same year, in the next life, you will definitely like me." ”

"......" was silent, he knew that the male protagonist was not joking, because this room was full of explosives, he just couldn't understand why the male protagonist was crazy like this.

"Hahaha...... You're still mine! It's mine! Let's die together! ”

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In the void, Jade Fengtian and Wuxin looked at each other.

After a while, Wuxin spoke: "You see, this time it's none of my business, I didn't provoke the male protagonist, he wanted to die with me." ”

"......" jade seals the sky.

"Hey, no way, who made my brother so handsome?"

"......" jade seals the sky.

"Ah, can you tell me how Qiming is doing?"

"......" Yu Fengtian told himself to hold back, this plane is not a matter of carelessness, he took a deep breath, "The next plane, this seat will seal your memory and let you wave!" ”

"Hey, it's not ......"

"Shut up, start teleporting, and the next plane will personally supervise you."

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Qiming was thrown out of the gate by Duanmu Han's broken legs, and he looked back at the direction of the explosion, extremely desperate in his heart.

And at this moment, a mechanical voice sounded in his ears—

【Ding! The plundering of the male protagonist's luck is complete! The main god cultivation system is being activated! Start teleporting to the next plane, and seal the memories after entering the plane! 】

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The river is like a yellow soup, rolling westward; The shore was full of fiery red and blood-bewitching flowers, only the flowers had no leaves, but when the flowers were gone, the leaves appeared again, and they were so luxuriant that the flowers and leaves were never seen; On the river is a simple wooden bridge without railings; A woman with half of her face disfigured carries a bowl of hot soup all year round and sends the reincarnated ghost to the eye of reincarnation.

This is on the banks of the Lethe River.

Feng Yin's eyes were always fixed on the multicolored stones under Meng Po's feet. He heard the ghosts mention in private that the stone is called the Sansheng Stone, which can understand the past and present lives of mortals, and when each ghost goes to reincarnate, the memories washed away by Meng Po Tang will also be included in the Sansheng Stone.

But Feng Yin has never seen anyone use this beautiful stone, whether it is so magical as the ghosts rumored is unknown, Feng Yin has always wanted to touch it.

Feng Yin is a ghost who escorts ghosts to reincarnation, and always has the opportunity to see the scene on the banks of the Lethe River.

The underworld is a boring place, and he and his companions spend days and nights escorting ghosts to the Lethe River, and naturally they are indispensable for chatting to pass the time.

He often heard those ghosts who came to be reincarnated talk about the mortal world, the prosperity of the mortal world, the richness of the mortal world, and it was by no means as dark and dull as the underworld.

The most beautiful place Feng Yin has ever seen is the bank of the Lethe River in the underworld, but those reincarnated ghosts say that the Lethe River is eerie and terrifying.

He wanted to go to the mortal world to see, and heard that the sky in the mortal world was blue, with white clouds, green grass, and a warm sun. Warmth – what does that feel like? He was curious to know.

"The sun? Is there anything as warm in the mortal world as the sun? Feng Yin withdrew her gaze from the Sansheng Stone at Meng Po's feet, and asked the ghosts around her who were being escorted by herself and were queuing up to reincarnate.

"Well...... his question seemed to make the ghost very difficult, and the ghost touched his chin and hesitated for a moment before answering, "There are many things that are warm at the eye of the sun, but many of them need to be discovered by the heart, such as love, which is warmer than the sun." ”

"Love? What does it look like? Like the sun hanging in the sky to warm all people? It's great. ”

Hearing Feng Yin say this, the ghost covered his stomach and laughed, and explained with an unfathomable expression: "Love is something that cannot be touched or seen. It can be soft and strong, and it can overcome everything. ”

It's really great, Feng Yin showed a look of envy, and yearned for the mortal world even more.

The ghost looked at Feng Yin's admiration, and felt a little proud in his heart, after all, he was just a mortal in front of him, and the ghost was a god to it.

"Feng Yin, there is nothing good in the mortal world." The ghost cha who was walking with Feng Yin showed dissatisfaction and glared at the ghost viciously, "You are just in the Lechuan River, the ghosts who come here are all people who start and finish well, if you go to the eighteenth layer of hell, you will understand how dangerous the mortal world is, you are cheating, betraying, deceiving, and exploiting, and the source of all evil is in the mortal world!" ”

"That's better than the underworld!" Feng Yin stretched out his hand and pointed to the flowers on the other side of the river, "I want to see what the flowers and leaves look like when they grow together, they must be very beautiful, I want to see the blue sky, to see how the stars in the mortal world hang in the sky." Look at our underworld, it's been like this for thousands of years, aren't you tired of it? ”

"If you really come to the world, you will meet one day sooner or later, and you are a ghost, and a ghost is also a ghost, you can't go to the world."

I don't know if it's a reminder or a suggestion. Feng Yin reached out and touched his cheek, then looked at his companion with a terrifying face, and said with a smile: "I am no different from mortals, no one will know that I am a ghost, and the ghost is not exactly a ghost."

"Do you think there are only mortals in the world......" The ghost wanted to say something, but it was their turn to take the reincarnated ghost over, so they had to stop.

On the other side of the river, Meng Po handed over the hot to the ghost, and the ghost looked around the left and right with the hot reluctance, and Feng Yin stared closely at the Sansheng Stone at Meng Po's feet.

In the mortal world, one day he will go.

"Feng Yin, what are you looking at, let's go."

Just when Feng Yin was thinking about it, the ghost cha pushed him, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he met Meng Po's fierce eyes and half of her face full of insect repellents. It turned out that the ghost had already drunk Meng Po soup and entered the eye of reincarnation, and they stood here to block the reincarnation of the ghost behind them.

Meng Po's position was bigger than theirs, Feng Yin hurriedly bowed her head and apologized, and quickly retreated with her companions.

After leaving the Lechuan River, the ghost cha saw that Feng Yin was still preoccupied, and immediately warned dissatisfiedly: "Feng Yin, don't think about going to the mortal world, you are a ghost, and if you go to the mortal world privately, you will go to hell and be punished!"

"No, no, no!" He glanced at his companion and shook his head vigorously, and sighed heavily, "I was wondering what my past life was like, why you all have memories of being mortals, but I don't remember anything. I want to touch the Sansheng Stone to see what I once was. In addition, I think that we are just a mere ghost, and if we leave the underworld, we shouldn't attract the attention of Lord Lu Ju, right? ”

The ghost cha looked at the stubborn Feng Yin, and only felt a headache, but he sympathized with Feng Yin.

Under the gaze of his companions, Feng Yin stopped, found a stone covered with blood and sat down, and looked up at the ghost: "Bai Chang, can you take me to hell to take a look?" Maybe hell isn't as bad as you say. ”

"No, no one is allowed to go to hell without the Ghost Monarch's edict, not even Lord Lu Ju!"

"What about the exit to the mortal world?"

"Why don't you give up!" Bai Chang's eyes widened angrily, glaring at Feng Yin, Feng Yin just smiled bitterly, "I wanted to go to the world a thousand years ago, how can you make me die?" ”

Bai Chang has been to the mortal world to lock the soul, and there is also Hei Chang who went with Bai Chang, and Feng Yin is only a subordinate in Bai Chang's hands. White is often a ghost who is reincarnated, and black is often a ghost who is punished.

Feng Yin and Bai Chang fell silent for a while because of their verbal discord.

No matter how much Feng Yin wanted to go to the mortal world, it was just a delusion.

The flowers on the other side of the Lechuan River do not wither, but they alternate with the flowers and leaves repeatedly.

The light of the Sansheng Stone under Meng Po's feet is even better, I don't know how many ghost memories of the past life have been abused, and when I return to the Lethe River in the next life, can I recall that I have been here? Or maybe you're going to hell in this life?

Meng Po was still the same as before, with half of her face rotten, and she carried a bowl of Meng Po soup to send them to reincarnation.

The water soup of the Lechuan River goes straight to the west, and I don't know when it will end.

There is no change in the underworld, except for the grimaces that have changed and changed to reincarnate.

Feng Yin spent hundreds of years with a yearning for the mortal world, and finally luck befell him.

The ghost king's thousand-to-se birthday is approaching, and in order to prepare a birthday banquet for the ghost king, the underworld is busy with a pot of porridge.

Feng Yin naturally followed Bai Chang to run forward and backward, and inadvertently groped for his way to the mortal world, which made him happy for several days.

On the day of the birthday banquet, Feng Yin quietly walked up Huangquan Road alone, all the way to the east, and when he saw a small pavilion, he knew that the mortal world was near.

The wooden plaque hanging from the humble pavilion reads: "Sit in the pavilion." On the left and right is a couplet: all the eternal beings are guests, and life and death are determined by heaven.

Feng Yin slowed down and walked into the pavilion step by step.

And the pavilion is the first stop for people to go to the underworld after death, and this is the exit to the mortal world. The oni will bring the dead here to be handcuffed and shackled before being sent to hell or the Lethe River.

He stretched out his hand and touched the wooden fence of the pavilion excitedly, in the mortal world, he Feng Yin can finally go to the mortal world!

"Feng Yin, you still don't give up!" The hand that had been rough suddenly grabbed his wrist, and Bai Chang glared at him with a cold face.

"Bai Chang!" He looked at his companion at a loss, begging Bai Chang, "Bai Chang, you let go, I'm going to the mortal world!" You let me go, I don't want to stay in the underworld anymore! You'd be crazy to stay any longer! ”

"What's so good about the mortal world that makes you so obsessed with it!" How could Bai Chang cling to him, dragging Feng Yin and pulling back, "Come back with me, I won't tell Lord Lu Ju!" ”

"I'm not going back!"

"Feng Yin! Do you know what that means! Bai Chang's face turned black and blue, "If you violate the law of the underworld, you will be destroyed!" You have to come back with me! ”

"I'm not going back! There are so many ghosts, if you don't say that Lord Lu Juan won't know! Bai Chang, you let me leave, if you still treat me as a brother, let me go, okay? ”

"It's because you're a brother that I can't let you go!"

"But what if I have to leave?"

Feng Yin smiled sadly, leaned over and bit Bai Chang's hand. As a ghost, his sharp fangs pierced the back of Bai Chang's hand, Bai Chang snorted in pain, and subconsciously let go of his hand.

When Bai Chang came back to his senses, he saw Feng Yin standing in the pavilion and smiling at him, he hurriedly chased after him, but was blocked by a black enchantment, and when he waved his hand to shatter the enchantment, Feng Yin had already disappeared into the pavilion.

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