Following the guidance of Lee Jae-yeon, Baozi slowly walked into the place where he would definitely go in the future, but he could never go in advance.

Like the author himself, Baozi's previous view of the underworld was nothing more than the dark underworld and fierce flames, as well as the people who suffered from the suffering. But as soon as Baozi stepped through the door, he felt that this world was far from what the world imagined. It was a vast space, with blue skies, grasslands, and cattle and sheep gnawing on the ground. The sky is blue and unreal, the grass is very illusory, the grassland is full of primitive giant deer, four-legged lizards and wild horses, and in the distance there are herds of Asian elephants, most of which are species that have long disappeared from the world. Shuttling through the fauna were cultivators in yellow-and-white robes, some of whom were chanting poems under the oak trees, some of them practicing swords on the slightly flat grassy slopes, and they crossed the places they had stepped on, without a single footprint or a trace of mess. The puffed out prairie rat watched the group of men and horses with alarm, and when they floated past the small dungeon it had built on the green meadows, they turned around and slipped into it and disappeared. It was a pure, natural, primitive world.

The mountains at the end of the field of vision stretch into a graceful curve, like the wind-blown grass and low cattle and sheep fat Le River. Baozi has almost never been separated from the human world, touching nature so intimately.

"There is no way for the human race to enter the underworld, because everything here has existed before. They have a physical body and a greedy consciousness, and even a single ribbon entering here will be a nightmarish result. Lee Jae-yeon explained, "You can go in with questions, but you can't go in with greed." ”

The grassy slope of the hill in the distance was stirred by a gust of wind, and the long grass rolled like waves, as if hearing the rumbling behind the mountain, and faintly saw a transparent dragon flying out of the gap between the two mountains, the transparent claws with blue light flying in the air, the body was huge and vigorous, and the glowing blue light actually decorated the body into a glowing band. Baozi knows this huge dragon-like monster "Yin Jiao!" Hanging Dragon! He exclaimed.

With a low hiss, the huge dragon body full of scales had already flown to the side of the bun, a white light fell from the sky, and the transparent body of the hanging dragon contracted and condensed, turning into a young man dressed in a green cloth robe but with sideburns like snow and a face like a child. This person can't be connected with the Yin Jiao who fought in the Dead Sea in the bloody battle before, and opened his teeth and claws. The young man has a face like clotted fat, a high nose and deep eyes, and a handsome face, which is a standard beautiful man. Even the buns were dumbfounded. "If I were to be so handsome, I would trade for Nedan." But he found out that Nedan was already in the third prince's body, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The young man bowed to the bun, "God, do you remember the old decay?" ”

"Lord Hanging Dragon?" Baozi asked tentatively.

"It's down there. After the bloody battle of the Dead Sea, I was tracked down by the Immortal Mansion, and although I was persecuted and tortured for forty years, I was also deeply sinful, and I was dismissed from my official position and sent to the underworld to serve as a celebrant. Today, I learned that Your Excellency was coming, and the newly appointed Yang Xiu Master Sect came down to greet you. ”

"Who's your bookkeeper?" Baozi asked in astonishment, if many people are not familiar with Xiao Yu, a famous general in the early Tang Dynasty who met in Luding Mountain, then who doesn't know Yang Xiu? Yang Xiu, the first brilliant person in the Three Kingdoms who had been dead for more than 2,000 years, actually cultivated into an immortal fruit and sent the underworld to be the chief bookkeeper.

Baozi followed Yin Jiao all the way forward with a belly of doubt, and the ghost's travel speed is fast, which we can understand as a maglev train. They flew through the fields, streams, and mountains, and they flew over the plains, and a great rushing river blocked the way, and there was only one bridge over the river, and on the other side of the bridge, there were still beautiful grasslands and forests. Countless men and women sit together in groups of three or five, or discuss life, or chase and fight, or fly up and down, they are all happy, everyone exudes a happy and simple energy, these small energies converge together, forming a huge contagion. The heart and spleen of the bun are infiltrated in it, which is an experience that has never been experienced.

The name of the long bridge on the river is "Naihe", and the tree sign at the other end of the bridge is "Renfu Dongtian"

The hanging dragon explained to Baozi, "I passed by the natural spiritual place just now, and after crossing the Naihe Bridge, it is the place where the soul of the human race returns. ”

There is a row of souls that have just been brought back by the Yin soldiers at the head of the bridge, and the bun observes again, and you can see the Yin soldiers who are not smiling in the black armor and black war horses that are common on weekdays, and all of them have become golden helmets and golden armor after entering the underworld, snow-white war horses, flying flags, hot-blooded cherry guns, the warriors' faces are clear, heroic, and the cyan cloaks are tumbling under the blowing of the grassland wind, and the snow-white helmet cherry blossoms are flying and dancing. Where are the sneaky Yin soldiers, they are all immortal soldiers.

It's just that the ghosts who have not yet crossed the bridge are not yet adapted to this environment, they are crying and shouting, some are shouting the names of their children, some are holding a stack of renminbi and not letting go, some are kneeling on the ground and praying to God to let themselves live again, and some are looking at their lover's letters, over and over again.

There were two busy women by the bridge, one with a delicate face and a good figure, with long cloud-like hair draped over her shoulders, her sleeves wrapped around her forearms, and her decoction dispensed neatly, she was active and efficient, and she seemed to be more than tired. And the other one, Bao Zi took a closer look, and it turned out to be Li Mo!

At the head of the bridge sat a row of old men, both Chinese and foreign, and in front of each old man sat a pious ghost, who was listening attentively to the teachings of the old men.

Hanging Dragon introduced, "The woman is Meng Po girl, and the girl next to her is a child who has just arrived in the underworld. These old men are ghosts who volunteered, including Freud, Jung, and Rogers, all of whom have been the veterans who have best understood the psychology of the human race for a hundred years, and they specialize in psychological counseling for ghosts. It was long overdue to go out and reincarnate, but seeing that we were too busy, he came over voluntarily, and Mr. Freud has stayed for more than a hundred years. ”

Baozi asked, "They should all be in Beiju Luzhou!" Why did you come to our Dongsheng Shenzhou? He turned his head and asked Li Zaiyuan, "You said that you can't borrow a European teacher to be my husband." ”

Li Zaiyuan scratched his head and said, "It's really hard to borrow the strength of the subordinates, they are all roving teams assigned by the Immortal Heavenly Court, and after being on duty in Dongsheng Shenzhou for one hundred and fifty years, they will be transferred to the underworld of Xiniu Hezhou to eliminate the suffering of the human races in various places." I estimate that these old experts who have made outstanding contributions in the world may not be reincarnated, and they will go directly to the immortal class after a thousand years. ”

Baozi asked again, "Then Meng Po directly poured the decoction and forgot all the suffering in the world, why do you still need psychological counseling." ”

Hanging Dragon smiled, "Meng Po has never made people lose their memory in the soup, she just sent some forgetful soup, clear the obscene things attached to the soul, and the world behind the bridge is extremely clean." In fact, people's memory comes from obsession, and people's amnesia is to let go, and there is no medicine in the world that can make people let go of their obsessions, and it will not make people lose their memory. ”

Li Zaiyuan said, "Yes, the human race always fantasizes that there is a magical thing to help them get rid of the pain of thinking, but they don't know that there is no such thing in the world, if you want to get rid of the pain of thinking, you need to solve it with your own hands." If everything is solved, you can be reincarnated as a human being, and if you can't solve it, continue to cultivate here. ”

As he was talking, he saw a young man dressed in a cloth robe appear at the head of the bridge, with a wind scarf on his head, his hands on his chest, stretching out his arms forward, and saluting Baozi with the standard etiquette of the Han Dynasty, "Your Excellency is the envoy of the King of Duowen in Beiju Luzhou." ”

The bun returned the gift "exactly below"

"I trust Yang Xiu, the master of the underworld, and your Excellency has come to inspect on a hike, and you are not welcome in the future." Yang Xiu is not as arrogant and arrogant as described by history, and his mouth is like a river.