I immediately understood that Manju Sawa was the red flower that bloomed in hell, so I was now in hell like Chen Da Radish.

That is, I am already dead.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of relief.

There was also some confusion.

Chen Da Radish walked to my side, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Don't think about it so much, since you are dead, the affairs of the world have nothing to do with you, so let's reincarnate with me." ”

I nodded, followed Chen Da Radish, stepped on the road where the flowers bloomed on the other side, and headed all the way to the west.

The scenes in this hell are the same in some places as recorded in the ancient books, and some places are very different. ，

The so-called evil mirror platform and Wangxiang platform do exist, but along the way, I have not encountered a few legendary fierce ghosts, nor have I seen ghosts tortured.

Everything was peaceful, and everyone we met, was quiet.

This is what it should be like to die.

Chen Da Radish, who has the life of reincarnation, has been cast many times, and he is familiar with all the processes, and I am not a person who has committed great sins, and I have not encountered too many obstacles along the way.

Soon, Chen Da Radish took me to the penultimate level before complete reincarnation.

This is an ancient corridor style building, densely packed with countless rooms, and it is impossible to count.

"Legend has it that there are only one hundred and eight corridors in the Forgotten Tower? Why are there so many rooms here? I asked, surprised.

"It has long been expanded, because the place where the reincarnated person drinks the Meng Po soup and forgets the things of the previous life and starts a new reincarnation, but whether or not a person who is innocent or innocent chooses to start a new reincarnation is completely voluntary."

"Too many people are nostalgic for their past lives, and would rather be here to keep looking at the reincarnation mirror and looking back on the past, rather than start a new reincarnation, and it is precisely because there are too many people staying that the Forgotten Terrace has to be expanded." Chen Da Radish said.

"Then if I go in later, can I see my past in the reincarnation mirror?" I asked.

"You can see not only your own, but also other people's, and in the same way, others can look at yours as long as you want." Chen Da Radish said.

"It turns out that so many people are here waiting to watch free movies." I smiled helplessly.

The two of us walked into the door of the corridor of the Forgotten Terrace, and the Meng Po and the ghost pawn at the door were already very familiar with Chen Da Radish, and greeted each other warmly when we met.

"Lao Chen, this is your first reincarnation?"

"The ninth, the last time! Next time I die, I'll have to drink Meng Po soup like them! Chen Da Radish said.

After that, the two of us walked up to the edge of the porch, and found empty rooms one by one.

Suddenly, behind me and Chen Da Radish, someone shouted to us.

I turned my head and looked at the person shouting.

The man was burly, with thick eyebrows and a hooked nose, and even if his sideburns were gray, he looked like a good man.

"Big ...... Brother-in-law? My eyes widened.

"I've been waiting here for too long, and I've actually waited for my own nephew and old buddy." Uncle smiled.

I hugged my uncle excitedly, sweeping away the gloom of my previous death.

"Old man, you are really nostalgic, you must have been here for more than a year since you died, right?" Chen Da Radish asked.

"More than a year is nothing, the two old brothers in the same room as me have been waiting here for almost ten years, the little of the two of them, looking over and over, they are obviously two bachelors who haven't even got a wife, I don't know what they are in love with." Uncle said.

Afterwards, Uncle led me and Chen Da Radish to the room where he was.

In the room, there were indeed two uncles, one wearing a green cloth shirt, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a paper fan in his hand, looking polite.

Another uncle was wearing a coarse cloth horse coat, with dark skin and bright eyes, looking like a simple old farmer in the countryside, but he had a different kind of dusty temperament.

"Come, let me introduce, this surname is Song, and this surname is Lu." Uncle said.

(To be continued)