Everything in front of him gradually faded away, and the Qi family's courtyard was soon as slim as a bean.

I returned to the mountain where I first saw the peach, and the surroundings were empty, and I could not hear the sound of fireworks and dust, but I could only vaguely see the world at the foot of the mountain.

The appearance of the peach and the mountain god lingers in my mind, one by one, the courtyard full of flowers, the golden ginkgo leaves all over the ground when autumn comes, and the book of poetry that slips from the peach in the depths of my memory......

Everything is like the moon in the water, and like a flower in the mirror.

I got up and went to the ancient road on the edge of the cliff, and there was a big rock, on which I sat up, and from the beginning of the morning until the twilight, my eyes were closed, and at this moment my heart was as barren as if something was there.

I don't know how long time has passed, and a warmth slowly surrounds me from behind, "I said don't run around, but you girl just didn't listen." You don't look like you have to worry about how to grow up. ”

There was a low and gentle voice in my ears, which should have been indescribably attractive, but at this time, every word in my ears sounded like I was in the middle of a snowy day in December.

"Sir." I called him with a crying voice, he knew me too well, understood any reaction of mine, any bit of mood, and a pair of cool and refreshing big hands gently pressed on the top of my head.

I threw myself into his arms and cried loudly.

His hand was gently smoothed on my back, and his voice was calm and soft, "I'm here." ”

"One day in the future, will you also leave me, just like the peach that the mountain god left." I looked at the person in front of me with teary eyes, slanted eyebrows, dark and deep eyes.

"No, it won't." He had a smile on his face, and his voice was cold, but it melted my cold all winter.

I raised my head from his arms and looked at the angular face in front of me, with sideburns like knives, eyebrows like ink paintings, and familiar and unfamiliar eyes full of calm, as if a mystery that was difficult to solve.

He just sat on the top of the hill with me in his arms.

It was getting late and late, holding his arm, looking at the town at the foot of the mountain with a mentality of looking at the common people. "Is this all the mountain god's memory of the peach? I don't know what happened to the peach now? I muttered to myself.

"She has her creation, don't think about it." The gentleman took my words, and his voice was low and deep, with the kind of bearing that he had seen a thousand sails over, and every word was inexplicably convincing to me.

But my heart was still sour, leaning on my husband's arms, I closed my eyes and didn't say a word.

The gentleman shook his head slightly, raised his hand and took a handkerchief and carefully rubbed my face, and I realized that I had tears streaming down my face.

The gentleman said, "Silly girl, no one who lives in this world, whether man or God, can fulfill his wishes. If you meet someone more regretful than this in the future, how many tears do you have to shed, beware of the day when you cry blind, you will not be able to see the change of the four seasons, the wind and snow. ”

At this time, there was a casual smile on his face, and his voice was like the spring breeze on the south bank of the Green River, which made people feel like the moon was in the sky and the breeze was slow.

At that moment, the sadness in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, and even the sky seemed to float with bursts of laughter.

"Where am I crying!" At that time, I just gritted my teeth and swallowed after quibbling, I turned my head in shame, in fact, I felt that in the face of Mr., I could play a little temper and it would not hurt, because he was too mature than me, since I couldn't talk to him about the pursuit and realm of life, and I couldn't be his spiritual companion with nobility and generosity.

So I had to give him some vitality, which is the unique taste of youth.

"Huh!" The gentleman laughed softly and put his hand on top of my head, like an elder comforting a junior.

I grabbed the corner of his coat, looked at him with wide eyes, and said, "With Mr. here, no matter how many tribulations I will encounter in the future, I will not shed tears for my own affairs." ”

In fact, if it were my own business, no matter how difficult it was, I wouldn't cry, and my emotions would only be like spring rain, silent, thin, and slowly discharged; Only the tragedy of others will make me sad and sad like this, crying to death; Because, sentient beings are too bitter.

"Hmm," the gentleman replied lightly.

"Sir, I promised the mountain god to help him find the peach, but the mountain god's memory of the peach is only here, how can I see the whereabouts of the peach later? I can't see where she is going, and I can't explain to the mountain god, what should Ning Yu do? "I thought about it, and I still think that I should ask Mr. for this idea, although Mr. has made it clear that he will not help me in anything other than life and death, but I am not familiar with life here, and I don't ask him for help, what should I do?.

"Do you remember that day in the White Python Cave, I once told you about the mountain god? As for the reincarnation of the mountain god, I made a long story short, and you can't remember it clearly, but now I will take you to see it. His tone was still gentle, but there was an inviolable momentum.

As soon as the gentleman finished speaking, two wisps of black smoke came out of the vicinity, soaked in blood red, and rushed towards us, accompanied by a louder and louder dripping sound, tick, tick......

I shrank into my husband's arms, and returned to the day when Peach of the Sun sat under the tree with the mountain god in his arms, and a black head hung upside down on the tree above their heads; The long hair hung down, almost hanging down to the top of Mr. Qi's head, which was a head taller than the peach, but the peach didn't notice it, and at the moment when the mountain god closed his eyes and leaned on the shoulder of the peach, the long hair and faceless head turned into a green light, which shot at the top of Mr. Qi's head.

After Mr. Qi lost his breath, his soul crawled out of his body, led by two yakshas, and my husband and I followed them to the netherworld. At the beginning, Mr. said that because the mountain god privately entrusted the relationship of the white-clothed assassin, after secretly reincarnating, he was found out by the underworld, and the underworld was furious, and sentenced him to drink Meng Po soup again and cross the reincarnation again.

I heard the two yaksha say that they still have to rush to Lethe, let him go through the three paths, drink Meng Po soup, forget this life, and reincarnate.

The soul of the mountain god followed the two yasha through the Huangquan Road due west in a chaotic manner, and a man walked towards him, dressed in white and with black hair, and a handsome and delicate scholarly appearance, but with an indescribable demonic aura, he looked familiar.

"Huh! Why does it look familiar? I said with my eyes fixed on him.

"You forgot when you saw it in the cave, when you were by the lake, he was the one who wanted your life, but it wasn't like this at the time, and he still had something to do with the world." Mr. said.

"Could it be? My second uncle, who has been dead for twenty years, turned out to be him? But why did he harm me, and he also harmed Ning Yu. I asked curiously, but I suddenly remembered that when I was in the White Python Cave, the mountain god said that twenty years ago, there was a male corpse floating from the Ma Whirlpool Lake along the underground river all the way to the White Python Cave, and then the soul of the male corpse followed behind the snake demon Ah Yu, helping to abuse.

"Why do you still ask such a stupid question, didn't Qi Ming tell you that your soul is special, and it is very beneficial to nourish the soul of the dead, so the snake demon wants your life, and that little boy is just used to lure you into the bait, don't ask such a stupid question again, take a good look." Mr. said.

"Okay." I'm back.

When Yaksha saw the man in white, he took the mountain god and stood on the side of the road, half-hunched and motionless, and shouted, "I have seen the underworld." ”

The man approached, and when he saw the soul of the mountain god on the side, he let out a soft voice: "Huh? ”

But there was nothing on his face, just a pause in his footsteps and then walked away.

When I came to Lethe, I saw that both sides of the strait were green, as if they had been barren for a long time. There was a big stone standing there, and the Yaksha took the mountain god over, but the stone could not see the shadow of the mountain god, and the two Yaksha were amazed. One of the Yaksha ghosts said to another Yaksha ghosts, "If you don't see a shadow, it means that there is no one in this world in your past life, why is that?" ”

The mountain god was not much sad to hear their conversation, he had long forgotten his previous life, and he still remembered the people he loved in this life, he knew what he wanted, and he still remembered what he didn't want to forget, so what else was there to regret?

I used to hear that the two sides of the Lethe River are full of a dark red and enchanting flower, called the other side, which is the world in love but can not stay together, I now really see the red flowers on both sides of the Lethe River, my heart really feels complicated, is it possible that the future of the peach and the mountain god Qi Ming's destination is also here, in fact, I want to come, let the two parasitize in the world of a flower, even if they can't see each other in life, but the lover is around, isn't it also the blessing of God?

The river in the middle of the two banks is called Santu, and it is said that if the ghosts fall into Santu, most of them will be destroyed.

Before walking on the Nai He Bridge, you must first pass by the Wangxiang Terrace, where there is an old woman holding a bowl of soup and looking at the mountain god and smiling.

Approaching the old woman, the old woman smiled and said to the mountain god, "Look back, and look at the last look at those beloved in the world." ”

The mountain god turned his head in a daze, and the peach that suddenly appeared in front of him leaned against the ginkgo tree in a daze, with a smile at the corner of his mouth and tears at the corner of his eyes. He ran back desperately, maybe he just wanted to get back to Momo's side now, no matter what, no matter what the cost.

The road ahead is full of hardships and hardships, but he still wants to go back to her even if he travels thousands of miles.

Unfortunately, he was soon brought back by two yaksha and brought to the old woman. The mountain god struggled again and again, and the old woman said with a smile as she had just done: "Life is in the world, how hard and difficult, this bowl goes down, it is a relief; Drink it! After drinking it, I have made a complete break with this world, those who have loved, those things that can't be let go, and the entanglements in the rolling red dust will become unimportant with this soup. ”

Looking at the woman's calm appearance, this is probably the real Meng Po. Legend has it that drinking Meng Po soup will make people forget the love of this life and return to the original.

"Can you not drink this soup?" The mountain god asked tentatively, and when he was thinking about someone, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness.

"Why don't you drink it?" Meng Po looked into the eyes of the mountain god, with introspection and tolerance in her eyes.

The mountain god took two steps back, and saw the forgiveness in her gaze, which seemed to have seen everything.

"My wife is still waiting for me, I'm going back to her." The mountain god's words were full of firmness.

Meng Po was still tolerant and kind: "There is no fate in this life, why should you force it, drink a glass of Lichuan water, forget her, everything will not matter." ”

"No, I don't forget her." The mountain god firmly refused, without a trace of wavering, and his narrow eyes were full of affection.

"It's up to you." A male voice came, it was the ghost judge I had just met, the voice was delicate, but cold and impersonal. The black-haired and white-clothed were blown by the wind blowing from the bottom of the river, and his expression carried the indifference that had accumulated for a long time.

"Everyone wants to drink this Meng Po soup, how can you not drink it." Oniju continued as he approached.

The mountain god no longer looked at him, turned to Meng Po, looked at Meng Po and said, "Why is this life cherished in all kinds of things, but this soup is the only one who wants to forget his feelings?" ”

The mountain god's face was full of desolation, although he was smiling, but in a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, there was finally a cold light that was gloomy and terrifying, and gathered around his smile, it seemed that there was an inexplicable layer of desolation enveloping there.

Meng Po's face was always calm, as if she was smiling forever, it was a deep smile that was hidden, and this expression gave people a sense of serenity and serenity.

She said: "Everyone who comes here has been like you, but in the end, these obsessions have only turned into a helpless voice, so this place is called Nai He Bridge, drink it." ”

The mountain god still struggled and said to Meng Po, "You can promise to go back to her!" ”

Meng Po smiled and didn't say anything, just asked him to drink quickly, he looked at the soup blankly and then said firmly: "Even if I forget this life, after reincarnation, I will go to her." ”

The ghost judge on the side was a little irritable, picked up the Meng Po soup in Meng Po's hand and rushed to the front of the mountain god, the two yaksha grabbed him, the mountain god could not avoid it, so he had to take the soup, drink it in one gulp, and when he handed the bowl back to Meng Po, a tear slipped into the bowl.

With great affection, the mountain god jumped into the reincarnation in front of him.

Those gloomy eyes that were forever frozen on the Nai He Bridge that wanted to speak and stopped, filled with tears, turned into ethereals and faded away. Is it reluctant? Or is it the decision to cut the sleeve with a knife? It doesn't matter anymore.