Chapter 0271 I'm Not Dead, I'm Here With A Mission

I also want to make a final defense, after all, the ghost mother was also present at the time, and she can testify for me.

However, when I looked around, I found that the ghost mother had disappeared!

And the little girl named Lulu disappeared with him......

I was speechless, my hands bound in soul chains, and I followed the ghosts like a prisoner.

After walking through the flower-filled road on the other side, it didn't take long for a wide river to stop in front of my eyes.

When I looked closer, I saw that the river water was blood-yellow, muddy and dirty, and it was full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, and the fishy wind was blowing on the face.

Every now and then, one or two scrawny human ghosts emerge, struggling desperately, as if trying to break free from the river.

When I and the ghosts saw this, we were terrified.

And the yin cha didn't care to scold us:

"What to see, what to see! After crossing the Lechuan River, climbing the Nai Ho Bridge, and drinking Meng Po soup, you will completely forget everything in your life. ”

"Next, you are qualified to enter the Ghost Gate Pass and arrive at the Hades Hall for trial. As for whether you will be reincarnated as a human or an animal in the next life, it depends on your creation in your lifetime. ”

It turns out that this is the most filthy river in the underworld in the legend - the Lethe River.

I wanted to look at it a second time, but I was urged to continue walking along the river.

Soon, an old bluestone slab bridge came to my face.

And there is also a stone tablet standing by the bridge, with three vermilion characters written on it-

Nai He Bridge!

I gasped.

it!

It's going to be a big game now.

If I don't find a way to get out, I'll really be reincarnated!

"Big Brother Yincha...... Oh no! Poor master, please listen to my explanation, I am really a yin and yang ferryman from Donghai City, and I came to the underworld with a mission this time. ”

"Old man Yan from the Donghai City Bus Terminal knows, right? He can testify for me. By the way, I also know your colleague, her name is Ning Wushuang, and she is also a yin ......"

The yin on the side impatiently swung another whip at me, directly hitting me grinning, and I didn't have the strength to say more.

Then, I was forced to climb the Nai Ho Bridge.

I saw that this ancient stone bridge had five steps, and after going up, it was divided into two corridors, east and west.

The west of the bridge is female, and the east of the bridge is male.

Left yin and right yang, clear division.

I walked along the eastern corridor and saw the raging waters of the Lethe River beneath my feet.

There was a faint whisper of a woman singing in my ears, and the lyrics were somewhat familiar.

In the mountains, you can only see vines and trees

There is no tree in the world that is entwined with vines

If the green vine does not entangle the tree

Spring after spring in vain

Bamboo should be collected, you will not be accepted

Bamboo shoots should be picked up, you don't pick them up

Hydrangeas should be picked up, you don't pick up

Set aside both hands to pick up sorrows

Even the same

We have been friends for a hundred years

Which died at the age of ninety-seven

But wait three years on the bridge

Even the same

You and I have agreed for a hundred years

I am not afraid of eternal reincarnation

I only wish that the world will love each other for a long time

Even the same

You and I have agreed for a hundred years

Don't envy the West and enjoy endless joy

Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals......

Such a bleak and lingering song made me can't help but look to the west of the bridge.

But the black pressure on the opposite side is full of female ghosts, and it is impossible to identify who sang the song.

At this time, the team in front of me gradually descended the Naihe Bridge, and on the other side of the bridge sat a small pavilion.

In the middle of the pavilion is a smooth and round boulder, and on the side of the boulder stands an old woman in a black robe, who is constantly handing the soup bowl in her hand to the ghost who enters the pavilion.

Meng Po!

This famous name instantly came to my mind.

It seems that what is rumored among the people is true!

However, there is a lookout platform by the bridge, which can make the dead take a last look at their relatives.

There is a stone in Wangxiangtai, called Sansheng Stone, which records people's past and present lives.

As for Meng Po, it is specially given a bowl of Meng Po soup to the ghosts passing by, and after drinking it, you can forget everything.

Seeing that the team in front of me was getting closer and closer to Wangxiangtai, I looked left and right in a hurry, hoping to find a way out of the predicament.

At this moment, I accidentally saw a familiar figure suddenly appear on a path leading to the Ghost Gate Pass in the distance.

I rubbed my eyes, afraid that I was dazzled.

If you look closely, it's really an old acquaintance!

Ning Wushuang!

I was pleasantly surprised, like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw, desperately waving and shouting in the direction where Ning Wushuang was.

And Ning Wushuang, who was in the distance, seemed to hear someone calling her, so she couldn't help but stop and look around.

I saw that there was a play, and I wanted to continue calling to attract her attention, but in exchange for a beating from the gangsters guarding the bridge.

"Dead little ghost, what to call if you have nothing to do, the law of the underworld, keep quiet and regular, this time it's just a warning to you, and next time I will throw you directly into the Lethe River, and you will never be reborn!"

Forced by the obscene power of the soul chain, I had to give up shouting, and watched as Ning Wushuang scratched his head, turned around and walked into the ghost gate.

It's a loss in my heart!

I wanted to ask for help from the little Pixiu in my body or summon the ghost servant Zeng Huiru to help, but I found that I couldn't contact it at all.

It seems that the soul chains in my hands have the ability to isolate mana and consciousness communication, so that I am now like an ordinary ghost, allowing these yin to be slaughtered at will.

Gradually, it was my turn to climb the lookout.

Of course, I was ten thousand unhappy in my heart.

wanted to retreat, but was directly pushed up by the ghosts behind him.

At this time, Meng Po in the Wangxiang platform showed a strange smile at me, waved her withered arms and beckoned to me, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Young man, come here, the past is like smoke, take a look at your relatives before your death, and then the yin and yang are separated, like strangers."

"I'm not dead, I'm here on a mission."

I finally struggled.

Meng Po giggled and laughed like an old hen, and said to me:

"You young man is interesting, you still think you are alive? You must know that the king of Hades wants you to die on the third watch, and will never leave you until the fifth watch. Since you have already arrived here, it means that you are destined to have no chance with the Yang world. ”

Meng Po's words seem to have a kind of magic, as if what she said is quite reasonable, am I destined to say goodbye to the yang world?

I slowly stepped forward and stared at the Sansheng Stone in the Wangxiang Terrace, with a lot of thoughts in my mind.

Immediately, the Sansheng Stone faintly emitted a bright light, like a monitor, showing all the experiences of my life.

I vaguely saw a man who was both familiar and strange, snuggling up to my mother, who was still holding me in her arms.

Then the picture turned, and the man resolutely abandoned us.

In the snowy weather, the mother looked at the man's back, and her tears turned into ice......

"No-no-no-that guy isn't my father, I don't have him!"

I roared and woke up from my memories, and Meng Po hurriedly comforted me when she saw this:

"Everything in this life is like a dream bubble, since it has passed, let it pass! Come, young man, let's take a look at your past life, and maybe you're still the reincarnation of an emperor! ”

As she spoke, Meng Po waved her hand, and the Sansheng Stone once again emitted a burst of light......

(End of chapter)