I saw that on the big bed in the middle, the tulle quilt covered the mother's body, and along the pool of blood between the legs, a blurry mass was wriggling, without a head and limbs, it was so flesh and blood:

"What's going on?"

Even though he knew that no one could hear him, he couldn't help but ask.

"Well, it looks like she gave birth to a ghost fetus."

Qing Ju turned around, only to see a man in blue sitting on a chair by the window, drinking a bowl of soup leisurely, seeing Qing Ju looking at him, he smiled quite elegantly, Qing Ju asked anxiously:

"What about those who should be reincarnated?"

"Maybe the day wasn't right, so I went back the way I came."

He glanced at Qingju, and the anxious look on his face was obvious.

"Your friend?"

Qingju didn't answer, but asked hesitantly:

"How did you see me?"

The man in blue thought for a moment and said:

"Originally, I couldn't see it, there is such a thing as a divine shadow, and I will see it in the heavenly realm, the underworld that has been cultivated to a deep god, Yan Jun, etc., in the human world, you have no roots, unless the Buddha can see through the wind; However, in order to save you, Lao Jun risked violating the rules of heaven to give you this wisp of divine consciousness and added a trace of life-saving divine power, well. In this way, you are seen by many people. Alas, I don't know that the deep love between master and apprentice can still harm you! ”

He spoke softly, not in a hurry, with a very sincere and anxious look in his eyes, but somehow, there was an extremely gloomy feeling, Qingju was wondering to himself, and suddenly found that something was wrong, and the people lying on the ground in the room were lying on the ground, and everyone had a pool of blood on their heads:

"This, this, did you kill this?"

Qingju is awe-inspiring. The man in blue still looked cautious, thought for a moment, and asked rhetorically:

"What do you mean by killing?"

Qing Ju was dumbfounded, and even followed up with a rhetorical question:

"What do you mean?"

The man in blue carefully helped him analyze it:

"If you call the act of separating the soul from the body as killing, you see, it is Yan Jun who is in charge of life and death in the world, right, if Yan Jun doesn't accept it, and their names are not on the life and death book, then no matter how hard I try, I can't kill them, right? Then you say, who separated their spirits and bodies? ”

When Qing Ju heard this, he said without thinking:

"It's Yan Jun!"

The man in blue clapped his hands:

"Ah! is worthy of being a high-ranking disciple of Lao Jun and understands things. Let's see, if you call the destruction of souls a killing, but I don't kill their souls, look, they are all here! ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his sleeves and let Qing Ju see:

"Well, I didn't lie to you, they're all here. There are 73 people in the whole house, and I haven't pulled any of them. ”

Qingju nodded, and couldn't help asking:

"What are you going to do with them?"

The man in blue took the last drop of the soup bowl and invited him in a friendly manner:

"I'm going to send them to the underworld, will you come with you? Maybe now you can see your friends who haven't had time to reincarnate yet. ”

Qing Ju readily agreed, so he walked out of the door with the man in blue with his front and back feet, but when he passed by the window, he saw that the bowl that the man in blue had just lifted was red with blood.

After hesitating again and again, Qingju still felt that it was better to persuade him, after all, this person seemed to be very reasonable:

"Uh, what then, why are you drinking human blood? Although you didn't kill people, we still stand in the world in human form, half of the same kind, drink the blood of the same kind, after all, it's too much! ”

The man in blue smiled and patted him on the shoulder:

"Qingju, you have a very Buddha heart. That's the case, you see, Yan Jun wants them to die, so isn't the blood in their bodies useless? Besides, I don't like to drink human blood, it's just that I was injured when I was cultivating, and I had to use human blood to maintain my strength. ”

"Oh."

Qingju didn't ask any more, and the man in blue looked at him and said:

"Qingju, you're always floating, it's not a thing, you should find a way to reshape. Didn't Lao Jun think of another way for you? ”

"What's the solution? Is there any other way? ”

Qingju couldn't help but ask, her eyes full of longing. The man in blue smiled and didn't answer, but he still comforted him:

"I don't know if this method will work or not, but when I get the matter at hand done, maybe I'll give it a try for you."

"Really?"

Qingju was overjoyed, forgetting the fact that he was a shadow, and grabbing his arm mercilessly, but he pounced, and the man in blue patted him understandingly

"There will be a chance, let's figure it out together, okay?"

Although he was shooting Qingju in the air, Qingju had a feeling of fulfillment.

"Maybe he really has a way?"

Qingju thought.

The man in blue is very tall, but he is not thin, he is very dignified, he seems to be a few years older than Qing Ju, his face is a little pale, but his appearance is not handsome, Qing Ju pondered:

"What is this? God? Ghost? But certainly not people! ”

The man in blue seemed to be able to read his heart, and said softly:

"Qingju, you and I are almost the same kind, we are all rootless beings who do not accept the Three Realms and cannot stand on our feet, but I am tangible, and you are invisible."

His voice was quite sparse, and in the pale moonlight, he seemed to see something shiny in his eyes. Qingju was compassionate, but she didn't know how to comfort him, let alone comfort him, or comfort herself.

The two of them acted quickly, and when they came to the underworld, Qingju didn't need to pass through the gate of the underworld at all, but walked directly into it, but he didn't expect that the man in blue would also pass through easily like him.

"It's easy to do, isn't it? You see, Qingju, our form is not without merit. ”

Qingju's mood is also very happy, and there is a feeling of "I am no longer alone".

Coming to the afterlife space, the man in blue was slightly cramped, but he still stepped in, Qingju followed behind him, maybe he didn't see clearly in the house at night, maybe it was the reason for the refraction of the phosphorescent fire in the afterlife, Qingju suddenly felt that the color of the blue-clothed man's clothes was gradually changing, blue, dark blue, ink blue to black.

It's because of the light, Qingju thought.

The man in blue walked slowly, looking up and down, and unconsciously came to the Nai He Bridge, the front of the bridge was empty, and there was no longer Meng Po's glazed pottery bowl and incense, and there was no ghost horn noise, no room for ghosts, it was a real dead silence.

He stood on the bridge and hesitated for a moment, as if he was a little timid, and rubbed his hand on the railing for a long time, and finally made up his mind to go down.

The foot-wide path under the bridge was full of black flowers, standing upright and upright, guarding the perseverance and solemnity, and as he approached, the petals swayed and contracted, and wept as if they had exhausted everything and waited for the meeting in the next life, and they were instantly exhausted and withered.

Falling flowers one after another, paving the way to life, he walked over step by step, touching his hands lightly, these withered ink flowers actually budded and bloomed again!

Qingju looked at all this, although she was surprised, but she remembered it in her heart:

Where's Manzhu, where is Manzhu Sahua?!