The sky was gray, and the surroundings were gray...... I came to Huangquan Road again, my buddy helplessly patted the clothes on his body, touched the talisman bag on his waist, and looked forward on tiptoe, the whole world was foggy, still like a heavy haze, I sighed, pulled his legs and left, for Huangquan Road, I think there is no one more familiar with the living than me. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Buddy walks on Huangquan Road, walking very briskly, unlike before always feel uncomfortable, although it is a soul travel, but there is no difference from the real body, this situation is the first time, is it possible that the buddy in the pure yin pool for too long, so that the soul grows? It's not that there is no such possibility, the pool is formed by the convergence of yin qi, how can it have an impact after soaking for so long a day.

Could it be that this is a blessing in disguise? Thinking about walking forward, the road is very deserted, walked for a long time, saw the sea of flowers on the other side, crossed the sea of flowers on the other side, the front is the Lechuan River, Nai He Bridge, to this, there are more ghosts on the road, there are lost souls and come by themselves, and there are also ghosts who are escorted to come.

Buddy slipped aside, to the bridge of Naihe, there were more ghosts, but not as many as the ghosts on the day they fell into the Lechuan River, occasionally passing by a few ghosts, seeing me turned their heads, as if they knew who I was, I didn't bother to take care of them, as long as they didn't catch me, buddy was also happy.

Slipping up to the bridge, before I walked to the bridge, I saw Meng Po's cold old face, as well as the broken wooden table and the broken pot, there was steaming Meng Po soup on the table, every soul who crossed the bridge had to consciously drink Meng Po soup, and there were those who were unconscious, either forced to drink by the ghost, or were suddenly pierced by the sharp knife that came out of their feet and poured it hard.

The soul of drinking soup is also strange, some are expressionless and drink the bowl, it seems that there is nothing to be nostalgic for in this life, it is very resolute, some are crying and don't want to drink, but they are forced by the ghost to drink it, and some have to call the names of several people before drinking Meng Po soup, expressing their nostalgia and reluctance, as if the martyr of Tema went to the execution ground.

At this point, it is on the edge, and if you want to go further, you have to drink Meng Po soup, forget the old things, I am not going forward, but looking around the bridge, I heard the matchmaker say that the tail is guarding the bridge, still waiting for the woman, buddy looked around, and suddenly saw that in the place two or three steps away from Meng Po, a man in ancient costume, sitting on the railing of the Nai He Bridge with his knees crossed, looking at Meng Po in a daze.

This person is a man, wearing a patched wide robe, the person is very thin, the bookish atmosphere is very strong, but the face is very delicate, a poor and sour image, he sits at a very fucked angle, and the sense of existence is not strong, no wonder my buddies didn't see him last time, my eyes lit up, I leaned over, squatted beside him, and took out a box of cigarettes from my pocket, which was burned to me by Zheng Long.

After agreeing to the matchmaker to help him with the end of the life, the buddy followed Zheng Long back to his studio, Zheng Long, like other warlocks, relied on the skills passed down by his ancestors to open a feng shui, selling magic tools studio, business is quite good, many bosses in Hangzhou have dealings with him, after all, Zheng Long has real skills.

Zheng Long closed the shop, let me be out of his body in his studio, he helped me protect the Dharma, and when he came, he burned a lot of hard currency such as dark coins and cigarettes, including the cigarette in my hand, I took out the cigarette and handed it to the man next to me, the man looked at me, felt very puzzled, shook his head at me and said, "I don't smoke." ”

My buddy lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, really refreshed, the cigarette that Zheng Long burned to me was a special offering, mixed with incense, and the soul was spiritual, I spit out a smoke ring and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

My strategy is to get close to Osho first, and make him familiar with me, so that he is not wary of me and is persuading me to be excessive, and then talk first, Osheng saw me talking, without the slightest suspicion, and pointed to Meng Po and said, "I'm watching her drink soup." ”

The buddy who said it was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "What's so good about Meng Po drinking soup?" ”

"Hey, then you see less, see more, you can see the taste, the old woman will drink a bowl of soup every half a pillar of incense, after drinking, the light in her eyes is dim, it doesn't take a while, her eyes are bright again, it's very magical and interesting, look, look, she drinks soup again."

I imagined that the tail life should be a particularly rigid person.,Maybe it's with me.,After all, it's a dead ghost more than two thousand years ago.,I didn't expect the gap to be so big with my imagination.,Except for the clothes on his body.,It looks like a college student who hasn't graduated yet.,It's not a person who speaks.,It's in the vernacular.,Buddy breathed a sigh of relief.,At least it's not difficult to communicate.。

What I wonder is, how boring this product is, I even feel the rules of Meng Po's soup so clearly, I can't help but go to see Meng Po, and sure enough, I saw her pick up the broken bowl in front of her and stagger...... A bowl of soup was drunk into my stomach, I looked at Meng Po's eyes, after the soup entered her stomach, her eyes were really a little dim, and even a little confused, but it was just a moment of effort, and her eyes regained their brightness.

"You see, I'm not wrong." Oyo asked me very embarrassed, my buddy was speechless, took a hard puff of cigarette, and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I'm waiting for someone, someone I love, and someone who loves me, we agreed to meet under the bridge, but we didn't wait, there was a flood that day, I was washed away by the flood, and I came to the Nai He Bridge, and I have been waiting for her."

"How long have you been waiting?"

"More than 2,000 years." Oyo replied to me, and suddenly fell silent, and I spoke, "I haven't waited for more than 2,000 years, is it necessary to wait?" ”

Oyo finally felt that something was wrong, and looked at me vigilantly and said, "Who are you?" Shouldn't you drink Meng Po soup and be reincarnated? What are you doing crouching next to me? ”

"You're Oyu, aren't you?"

Ao was surprised and asked, "How do you know I'm Ao?" Who are you? ”

The buddy took another puff of cigarette and bared his teeth: "I'm a Taoist priest, can't you see it?" ”

Oosheng shook his head suspiciously, and the buddy said in a deep voice: "You don't know what a Taoist priest does, right?" Catch ghosts, tell you the truth, the Emperor of Heaven gave me a task, saying that there are too many lonely souls and wild ghosts in the world who are not willing to be reincarnated, which makes yin and yang disordered, and the balance between heaven and earth, let me be responsible for exceedingly those lonely souls and wild ghosts who are not willing to be reincarnated, or arrest them and send them to Xudu, it The old man also said that he must overtake the stubborn ghost of Tail Sheng, or let him be reincarnated, so it is my task to exceed you, Tail Sheng, you have been waiting for two thousand years, if the person you are waiting for can come, it will come a long time ago, and if you can't come, you won't come. Why be obsessed? ”

Listening to my words, Oyu thought about it very seriously and asked, "Why can't I wait?" ”

"Haven't you thought that the woman you were waiting for crossed the Nai He Bridge before you and was reincarnated? It's been more than 2,000 years, and how many times have she been reincarnated, even if she comes, you won't recognize it. ”

Tail Sheng suddenly laughed and said to me: "You liar, Cao ** recognized me when he was **, he told me that Hua Niang went to the appointment, and after knowing that I was washed away by the water, I was very sad and committed suicide by jumping into the river, I died earlier than Hua Niang, and I came to this Nai He Bridge early, I have been guarding here, and I didn't see Hua Niang, how could she reincarnate me first?" ”

it! Stopped asking my buddy, and at the same time secretly hated Cao Cao, what a traitor, I recognized it when I recognized Wei Sheng, what did your special mother say the truth? No wonder I've been scolded for so many years, I really owe it! The buddy grinned uncomfortably, listened to the cry of the flower girl one by one, and asked curiously: "What's the name of your flower girl?" ”

"Guo Chunhua!" Tail Sheng opened his mouth to say a name, buddy almost didn't spray, this name is really a strong village atmosphere, what makes me feel strange is that when I heard this name, Meng Po, who was expressionless, turned her head to look at the two of us, and then picked up her broken bowl again, and slurred...... Drink soup.

"Brother Osheng, think about it, something must have happened to Hua Niang, if you don't set foot on the Nai He Bridge after dying for two thousand years, there is no hope, what's the use of you staying here? Hua Niang is going to appear a long time ago, fate is over, why bother to be obsessed, it's not you who is bitter, it's better to be reincarnated into a good family and start again......"

Buddy persuasion is very unconfident.,These words are actually the same as not saying.,If Tail Sheng really wants to be reincarnated,,Won't stick to the Nai He Bridge for 2,000 years.,Tail life is a persistent person.,Dead is a persistent ghost.,But I still want to persuade.,In case Tail suddenly figured it out.,It's a dry mouth.。

Oyo looked at me quietly, and suddenly asked, "There's a poem written to me, can I read it to you?" ”

Before I could say yes, Osheng read softly: "I'm waiting for you in the water, the water is knee-deep, drowning, inch by inch to the throat, the two eyes floating on the surface of the river, still blazing, looking at a bluestone path, listening to the crony caress the thistle, ****, the moon, thousands of times up and down in my swollen body, the moss on the stone pillar, the arms are full of oysters, hair, coiled in the torrent like a nest of water snakes, hugging the bridge pier, I am waiting for you under Chihiro, the water comes, I am waiting for you in the water, the fire comes, I am waiting for you in the ashes!" ”

The voice of the tail sheng reciting the poem is very slow, and it is also very soft, but the firmness in the tone is undoubted, my special mother is stunned, two thousand years of dead ghost tail life, even if the poem is recited, shouldn't it be Guan Guan pheasant dove, in the river island or something? Why did you give me a modern poem?

The buddy looked at Oyu dumbfounded, but Oyu smiled at me and said with a sad smile: "This is written to me by a living person, a girl who was escorted by a ghost messenger recognized me and told me this poem, she said it was written by a poet named Love, I like it very much, especially the last few sentences, I am waiting for you under Chihiro, the water comes, I am waiting for you in the water, the fire comes, I am waiting for you in the ashes!" ”

The buddy couldn't help but roll his eyes widely. (To be continued.) )