Without a body, without Neidan, I became a real lonely ghost and entered the reincarnation path of the underworld.

As soon as I was escorted into the underworld by black and white impermanence, I squatted on the side of the Lethe River and cried fiercely, my voice pierced the entire underworld, my tears made the water surface of the entire Lethe River rise by an inch, my cry drove the resentment in the hearts of all the ghosts, and the whole underworld was chaotic for a while.

"My aunt, where did you come from," a ghost almost nagged in my ear with a bitter face, "don't cry, you're crying, Lord Yama is coming out." ”

"You me! Don't let me be a ghost! I'm howling! I looked up with blood and tears on my face, and I was scared to the ghost, who looked at me and frowned, turned and ran.

What the hell, I was so frightened that I rolled my eyes, turned around and continued to cry.

In fact, I don't know what I'm crying about, maybe it's crying for Pupil, or maybe it's crying for Qingtong, or crying for Si Qing, I've lived a really boring life in my life, and I haven't gotten anything from going around in this underworld.

After crying for a while, I went to stand in line in the reincarnation path, and when I walked in front of Meng Po and turned out the bowl of Meng Po soup, my tears couldn't help but flow out again.

Si Qing, we'll see you in the next life.

Just as I was about to drink the bowl of Meng Po soup, the ghost ran over in a hurry.

"Auntie, wait a minute!" He ran over sweating profusely and muttered a few words in Meng Po's ear, and then Meng Po dug me a bowl of soup again.

"Huh?" I looked at the bowl of soup she handed me and didn't quite understand what she meant.

The ghost chadu explained beside him: "Grandma, seeing how sad you are crying, this bowl of Meng Po soup is stronger than the bowl in your hand, and it can make you carefree and forget your troubles after entering reincarnation!" ”

"Oh," it dawned on me that this was the case, "well, give it to me." ”

I took the Meng Po soup she handed me and drank it in one gulp, and then followed the ghost to the reincarnation port.

"What am I going to enter?" I looked at the ghost with a blank expression.

"You're in the Devil's Way." The ghost replied.

"Why is it the Demon Dao?! No, no, no, I don't want to enter this demonic path, I can enter the beast path! So saying, I walked to the beast path.

"Oh, don't mess in, it's hard to protect this little soul if you mess in!"

He grabbed my shirt and pulled me towards the Demon Dao, but he didn't expect him to be quite strong, and he dragged me to the Demon Dao in one fell swoop.

"Grandma, you have entered the Demon Dao, such a small one is easy to make a mistake!" He had a bitter face, which was worse than crying.

"I don't!" As I spoke, I was going to enter another way.

"Well, that's sorry." He muttered something in a low voice, and before I could react, he kicked me into the Devil's Path.

"Ahh Don't you want to live anymore! I yelled as I fell into the mouth of the Devil's Path, only to hear his voice reply intermittently.

"The little one has died a long time ago, and he doesn't want to live at all, but the little one still wants this soul, so he must obey the words of Si Ming Xingjun!"

“......”

After falling into the magic path, I only felt that the surrounding light was strange, and the various colors were bright and dazzling, and my head was stunned by these colors.

I don't know how long it took for me to feel my surroundings settle down, and when I opened my eyes, I realized that I had become a flower!

I couldn't see what kind of flower I was, so I had to look around, but I found that I was colorblind!

What a reincarnation is this! It's so unreliable, how did it become a flower! If this is picked up by someone else, won't it be dead?! You're a bad ghost, you dare to pit me!

But!

I don't seem to have forgotten the past! Could it be that Meng Po soup has expired?

......

I was planted in the soil, surrounded by plants that were as tall as mine, and I couldn't see their colors, but from the outward appearance the flowers looked like poppies.

Alas, it's all fate! It's all fate!

I was planted in the soil, watching the sunrise and sunset every day, and sometimes I think about Si Qing, I don't know what he will become after he enters reincarnation, will he become a flower like me, will he remember me.

The days went by like this, until the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the sun almost evaporated the water from my body, and the intense exposure made me dizzy, and my already colorblind senses became even more unclear.

Just when I thought I was going to die in the sun, a man covered the sun for me.

That day the sleeves were wide, and the man had a faint smell on his body, and the man stayed with me until sunset.

I thought it must be some kind girl who saw me so beautiful that she couldn't bear to let me die in the sun, and I was so happy when I thought about it in my heart.

The man would come to cover me every day, and she would water me, and although I don't know what she watered, but since she watered me, my consciousness became clearer and my senses sharper, and I could tell that she was wearing a bright red robe, and she was watering me with her blood.

In the days that followed, she didn't come, the sun was not as strong as it used to be, I could survive on my own, and with her usual watering of my whole body, I felt that the blood, or juice, was boiling, and I was very uncomfortable with the temperature that was about to erupt.

Last night I fell asleep early because my blood was boiling and I was uncomfortable, and when I woke up today, I found that I had transformed into a human body.

"This, this, how can it be so fast!" I sat up in surprise, touched my face, touched my body, and still couldn't believe it.

When I was sure that I had indeed conjured into a human form, I began to look around, and I saw that I was sitting in a large area of poppies, which resembled the one in my magic capital.

I stood up and walked through the large expanse of fiery poppies, and saw the red-clothed man leaning on the soft collapse under the ancient tree in front of me, and when I got closer and looked closer, I saw a familiar face.

Si Qing ......

He had exactly the same appearance as Si Qing, but there was an extra flame mark on his forehead, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a bright red robe, I would almost have jumped up and hugged him.

"What a daring flower demon who dares to trample on my beloved poppy."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at me, the voice was exactly the same as Si Qing's, the expression was exactly the same, and what he said was exactly what I said to him when I first met him in the Demon Capital.

My eyes were hot, my voice was choked, and I looked at him without moving.

"Hey, it seems that the ghost must have given you a real Meng Po soup, otherwise you wouldn't even recognize your husband."

He smiled, the eyebrows that flew into the sideburns, with a flowing and transcendent arc, carrying the bright and beautiful spring light, as if the brilliance of heaven and earth seemed to be concentrated in his eyes.