After the Fire Canglan Incident, the Yin and Yang Realm of Life and Death has undergone earth-shaking changes. There are many families that have disappeared since then, and there are some small families who have been forced to leave life and death because of their vitality, and there are more than 100 families left.

The mysterious Yama Luo Yu family returned to the Yin and Yang of Life and Death, but instead of being as dominant as people expected, they chose to work with the Huo Family to jointly dominate the Yin and Yang Realm of Life and Death. After strife, after killing and being killed, and also through the influence of the secular world, the Yin and Yang Realm of Life and Death finally made up its mind to choose a possible most suitable way of existence: hiding.

Now is not the era when power determines everything, everything is changing, and if life and death yin and yang want to exist, they can only bow to this world. From now on, all cultivators would not use their spells in front of the world, because this would not only bring unnecessary trouble to themselves, but would also threaten the safety of the Yin and Yang Realm of Life and Death. All in all, it is actually a sentence, life and death, yin and yang are a legend, and this world does not need legends to become reality.

The Yin Lord sat on the bus, dressed in clean black, looking like an ordinary passenger, perhaps different from ordinary people in that he did not have a destination, just sat on the bus aimlessly, allowing the vehicle to take him to the next stop in an uncertain direction.

He came to Z City, this time he didn't have any purpose or mission, he just wanted to get a closer look at the city. It was in this city that his fate changed, and it was here that he met his friends who shared his suffering. And after he emptied himself, he realized that he was a little attached to this place.

Outside the window were vehicles and pedestrians, stopping and walking, he passed many stop signs, and missed a lot of people and things, and he only cared about gazing through the glass at the appearance of the city.

He didn't stay in a car all the time. He would choose which stop sign to get off according to his mood, and then stand there, waiting with the bustling crowd for the next car to arrive. The people around him were either talking on the phone or just standing there busy thinking about their own business, and he was the only one who was soberly observing everything around him.

As soon as the vehicles came, people rushed up, and the originally empty vehicles were suddenly fully loaded, and the originally fully loaded vehicles became crowded. At such times, the Yin Lord will only pat his pocket full of coins and choose to wait for the next car.

Because of this, he spent nearly half of the whole day waiting, and it was too little to find a bus with fewer people. Probably because the few cars pass by some remote places, and when the Yin Lord noticed that it was getting late, he was sitting on a bus walking on the edge of City Z.

There were only four people in the car, and in addition to him there were the driver and two passengers. Away from the heart of the city, the car became much quieter, with the driver concentrating on the drive, and the three passengers sitting quietly, silently listening to the hum of the engine and the arrival cues.

As we approached the next stop, the bell rang to get off the train. As the vehicle stopped, a middle-aged woman stepped out of the car and subconsciously glanced at the stop sign beside her. She was dressed in plain clothes, and her expression was calm, but there was sadness in the depths of her eyes. This stop is the cemetery, and she is supposed to visit the people who are very important to her.

The Yin Lord didn't know why she had chosen to come to this place at such a late hour, and that wasn't what he wanted to care about. Everyone has their own experiences and secrets, and onlookers can only guess, but there is no need to seriously explore the truth, after all, it is someone else's life.

The road was a little undulating, and the Yin Lord sat on the seat and staggered. With his eyes closed, he looked like he was asleep, but he was actually perceiving everything around him.

After a few more stops, the vehicle stopped again, this time with someone on board. Listening to the crisp sound of the coin falling into the coin machine, the Yin Lord still didn't open his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he had thought of or discovered something interesting.

The vehicle continued to move, weaving through the orange light of the setting sun, and began to drive towards the terminal in the city.

The surroundings gradually became lively. As the vehicle slowly approached the terminal, there were more people on the side of the road. Night is just around the corner, and people who have had a busy day are finally able to walk on the road and enjoy their own time. At this time, the street lights are on, and the shadow of the vehicle continues to lengthen and shorten, and a long distance has been inadvertently traveled.

Near the end of the line, another passenger got off the bus. It was a girl who didn't look very old, pulling a large suitcase, and from the expectant look on her face, it was clear that she was in a hurry to go home. Probably because she couldn't be reunited during the Chinese New Year, she survived the bitter cold of winter, and she was finally able to go home to see her parents and feel the warmth of home.

One person got into the car, two people got out of the car, and there were three people in the car at this time. The driver glanced in the rearview mirror at the slightly empty compartment, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

At this time, the Yin Lord, who had not spoken all day, suddenly spoke: "Master, you're going to the terminal soon, right?" ”

"That's right, the next stop is." Glancing at him in the rearview mirror again, the driver couldn't help but ask, "You haven't sat on the station, have you?" ”

The other person didn't speak, and it was still the Yin Lord who spoke: "No, we're going to the terminal." ”

The driver nodded and said nothing. When he arrived at the station, his day's work was over, and getting the two passengers to him was his last task.

With the sound of prompts sounding in the carriage, the three of them finally came to the last stop. The Yin Lord stood up, bowed slightly to the driver, and got out of the car.

After a brief silence, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the car, and the last passenger finally got out of the car.

Taking a breath of the cold evening breeze, the Yin Lord glanced at the sky, and could only see a faint trace of red light, and the stars in the sky were gradually becoming clearer. Twilight has arrived.

"Finally willing to get out of the car?"

Hearing the gentle female voice behind him, the Yin Lord smiled helplessly, turned around, and looked at the person in front of him.

He shrugged his shoulders and said to Huo Liuli, who was smiling, "I just came here for a walk, why are you here too?" ”

Huo Liuli chuckled: "I just succeeded the head of the family, and the pressure is a little great, so I came out to relax." ”

The Yin Lord pursed his lips, didn't say anything, and stepped forward to take her hand.

There was no sweet and warm scene in the ensuing scene, the two just held hands and walked together along the street illuminated by street lamps, through the noisy crowd, and left the terminal.

Time is fleeting, and I hope that when any life journey reaches the end, what can be recalled is a memory without regrets.