Fang wanted to put down the bowl in his hand and sit back on the chair, Han Yu hurriedly stepped forward, tore off the corner of his clothes and carefully concentrated on helping Fang want to bandage the wound, his expression was full of sincere remorse and discomfort.

"It's Han Yu who hurt you......"

Before Han Yu's words were finished, Fang Xiang's hand had already gently stroked his cheek, Han Yu was a little dazed and hesitant, Fang Xiang's fingers slowly touched Han Yu's cheek, and it was a little strange in our eyes, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a master's action to a disciple.

"You go to the netherworld to say goodbye, I don't know when the next time I see you......" Fang Xiang smiled, his voice revealing reluctance to be reluctant.

Han Yu didn't say anything after hearing the words, stood up, picked up the thunder shadow that he had dropped from his hands just now from the ground, put his sword into the sheath and sent it to Ye Qingyu with both hands, and said with a sincere face.

"Thank you to the Heavenly Master for the grace of the sword, Han Yu is fortunate to have Lei Ying escaped death many times, and now Han Yu has his own weapon to retrieve the power of the Heavenly Realm, and Lei Ying has returned it to the Heavenly Master."

After Han Yu finished speaking, he returned to Fang Xiang's side, squatted next to her and continued to carefully help her bandage her wounds, his voice became soft and serious.

"The master is as kind to the disciple as a mountain, the disciple is dissolute and cynical by nature, and he has never stayed by the master's side to serve, Han Yu promised the master that when everything settles, I will be willing to return to the Yin Temple to accompany the master, and from then on, the worldly things have nothing to do with Han Yu, I only stay by the master's side and never leave."

Han Yu said this with deep affection and heartfelt words, and we were all moved when we heard it, but I saw Ye Qingyu's hand trembling slightly, she looked at Han Yu next to her with such sadness, she bit her lip and turned around and walked out of the hall, Lu Qingmei sighed weakly next to her and chased out.

"Good ......" Fang Xiang had a relieved smile on her face, as if she had waited too long for this sentence. I can still hear your words, I am also satisfied, in the past, you promised to stay in the Yin Temple in front of me in this Yin Temple, although you grew up in the Yin Temple, you never willingly said that you wanted to stay, now you say that your oath has been fulfilled, I finally waited for you to ......"

Suddenly, the fragrance of flowers came in from outside the hall, this Yin Temple was well organized by Fang Xiang, and the flower garden outside the hall was full of unknown flowers and plants, but I heard Han Yu say that it had never been opened, and I was surprised that this fragrance of flowers came from somewhere, and when we walked outside the hall, we were completely shocked by the scene in front of us.

The flowers in the flower garden that have never bloomed are now all blooming, and the whole courtyard is like a carpet stained red with blood, I remember Han Yu said, Fang wanted to tell him that if the person she was waiting for came one day, the flowers here would bloom, I looked around at Han Yu from the side, and remembered what Fang wanted to say just now.

Don't......

The person Fang Xiang has been waiting for is Han Yu, no, it is the Han Yu who is willing to fulfill his promise.

Qin Yanhui sat lonely among the flowers without saying a word, as if he had known that the flowers here would bloom, and the fragrance of flowers in the sky could not hide his overflowing sadness, as if the fragrance of flowers had a strange magic and could evoke some memories that were difficult to erase.

This red peanut is very peculiar, the branches and leaves were lush and lush when it was not in full bloom before, but when all the safflowers bloomed, all the branches and leaves withered and fell at the moment before the safflowers bloomed.

"What the hell is this flower?" I asked Han Yu beside me curiously.

Han Yu also shook his head blankly, he said that he had asked Fang Xiang the name of the flower, but Fang Xiang had never told him.

"You want to know the name of this flower......" Qin Yanhui finally looked up at us and said sadly. This flower blooms for a thousand years, falls for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves never meet, and you have not seen it because this flower is not in full bloom in the world. ”

"Flowers and leaves will never meet?" I looked at Qin Yanhui in surprise. "It's not blooming in the world, but where is it?"

"Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death......" The prince suddenly looked around and muttered to himself with a shocked expression. Could this be the Manju Sawa mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures? ”

"What is Manju Sahua?" Yun Duruo asked suspiciously.

"Of course, this flower can't be seen in the world, because it will only bloom in the underworld, it is the flower on the road of Huangquan, where this flower will open all over the mountains, and from a distance it looks like the underworld paved with blood, red and red like fire, so it is called the road of fire." The prince looked at the red flowers in the garden and said to us in surprise. "Manzhu Sawa is the only scenery and color on the long Yellow Spring Road, and the souls of the underworld will enter the netherworld ...... by the guidance of this flower."

"You should have all heard of this flower, you can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, you can't see the flowers when there are leaves, the flowers and leaves don't see each other, and the life is wrong." Qin Yan sighed heavily, looked at the main hall, and said in a sad voice. "That's why the flower blooms and blooms on the other side, hence the name the other side flower."

Flower ...... the other side

Of course we have all heard of this flower name, but this name alone is so sad and ominous, I didn't expect Fang Xiang to be planted with flowers in the Yin Temple, what kind of people would like such flowers, and who would want to face the almost curse-like flower language.

Han Yu should have a feeling of depression and turned back to the main hall, we followed behind, Han Yu was about to open his mouth to ask Fang Xiang the reason for planting the other side flower in the Yin Temple, Fang Yu wanted to stand up and pull out the ghost killing sword in his hand, and the sword body suddenly surrounded by darkness.

"The hour has come, you have to go to the Netherworld to retrieve your memories, and now is the time to start the path of the Netherworld."

"Okay." Han Yu smiled and nodded, and the other party wanted to say. "Master, when Han Yu comes back, you must tell me why you planted so many flowers here."

"No, maybe you can go to the Netherworld and find out."

Fang Xiang smiled sadly and looked at Han Yu for a long time, I saw the reluctance and attachment that overflowed clearly, but unfortunately Han Yu didn't notice it, Fang wanted Han Yu to sacrifice the golden gong, Han Yu understood that he would pinch out his fingers, silently chanted a mantra in his mouth, and a golden light flashed from his chest, and in a moment Han Yu was dressed in a golden armor of Pixiu Xiaoshi, wearing a dragon golden helmet, a lion gold belt around his waist, and holding a double gold gong like a god descending into the world.

Han Yu raised the golden mace, the Dao finger crossed between his eyebrows, and the Aotian Eye above his forehead suddenly appeared, and when the Aotian Eye opened it, the thunder flashed white light and shone on the golden mace, this Aotian Eye can control the Thirty-six Heavens Thunder Politics, and now Han Yu has poured all the power of the heavenly realm into the golden mace.

I stretched out my hand and opened my five fingers to easily sacrifice the dark blue flame, which can burn out the flame of all things in the Three Realms has the power of ancient gods, I slowly pressed my hand on Han Yu's golden mace, the dark flame immediately wrapped around the golden mace, and the fire light and the golden light on the golden mace were intertwined with amazing power.

The prince did not hesitate to put one hand together, his right hand came out flat, and carefully recited the ten rounds of the Jizo Sutra in his mouth, and a touch of golden light slowly extended from the prince's hand in the scriptures, and the golden tin staff that the prince was recast in Jiuhua Mountain to guard the ten directions of the netherworld was held in the palm of his hand, and when the three forces fused together, a dazzling light burst out from the middle.

Fang wanted to slowly put the ghost killing sword in his hand into the light, the dark qi on the sword body and our three powers converged, and suddenly the yin wind gusted in the entire hall, and a dark gate like a whirlpool appeared in front of us, and the wail of the ghost crying wolf from the depths of the dark whirlpool was like the most vicious curse in the depths of the netherworld.

"This is the path to the netherworld, you can enter the netherworld through this door, and you can return here with confidence after retrieving your memories." Fang Xiang put away the ghost killer and looked at Han Yu and said calmly. "I won't go, the gate of this netherworld path must be guarded."

"Okay, master, don't worry about me, now that I have retrieved the power of the Heavenly Realm, and I have friends by my side to help, there will not be too many dangers in entering the Netherworld to retrieve my memories." Han Yu smiled easily in the direction. "There is Master Lao waiting here, Han Yu will definitely not let the master worry if he goes back quickly."

"Do me a favor." Qin Yanhui's voice came from behind him.

I turned around and saw the wind chime bracelet in his palm, the first time I saw Qin Yanhui in the ghost market, I saw him sitting alone under the willow tree carefully weaving this bracelet, at first I was very puzzled, why would a person like him who respected the Three Realms focus on such a trivial matter, until later I realized that he was not weaving a bracelet, but a sadness that he couldn't let go.

This reminds me of the woman I saw in the coffin in the sacrificial palace, she was lying in it as if she was sleeping peacefully, with such a wind chime bracelet placed next to her, I think Qin Yanhui must have often visited her, and every time he would leave a bracelet, which contained his longing and debt that he couldn't tell anyone, even if he could cover the sky with one hand, he couldn't be with the person he cared about the most, looking at his vicissitudes of life and lonely face, I suddenly felt a little pity for the man in front of me who respected the Three Realms.

Qin Yan slowly handed the bracelet back to me and said sadly.

"You will see the person I am waiting for by the bridge when you go to the Netherworld, you should recognize her, help me give her this bracelet, and tell her...... Even if the Three Realms are destroyed, the Void Annihilation Goose will definitely save her back. ”

...... "I was stunned for a moment, and I knew very well that as long as the words came out of his mouth, there was no joke, and all the vicissitudes and loneliness of his body and the overflowing sadness, I think it was all because of the person by the bridge." If you think so much about her, why don't you go and see her for yourself? ”

"There are not many friends left around Yanhui, and it is rare to return to the Yin Temple today." Qin Yan looked back at Fang Xiang and took out a pot of wine in his hand, regretfully but sincerely. "I just want to be drunk with my friends today."