King Jing laughed, "Can you still catch the wrong person?" This system is too lax. ”

Mao Leyan smiled bitterly, "No matter how rigorous the work is, there will always be omissions." However, the arrangement of Lord Yama has also taught many wonderful stories in the world. After all, it takes a while to adapt to travel from one time and space to another, and there must be a lot of jokes and dangers. Just like me, when I first came here, I was not used to it. ”

King Jing glanced at her with some sympathy, "Then how did you adapt in the end?" What kind of era was it in that era when you lived? ”

Mao Leyan said: "About my world, I will tell you slowly after a while." Now, I'll take you to see what the so-called Yin Soldiers are all about. ”

King Jing came to be interested, he was a person who led the troops to fight, he had heard people say that he borrowed Yin soldiers before, but he had never seen it, and he didn't know what was going on. But is there really a Yin Soldier?

Entering the door of life and death is considered to be the scope of the underworld. On the street, like the human world, there are all kinds of houses and shops, and King Jing asked in surprise, "This is the underworld?" You're not lying to the king, are you? It's just like the human world, where is the slightest difference? ”

Mao Leyan said with a smile: "Look at their clothes and makeup, they are all longevity clothes worn by their families before they die, and their makeup is also impeccable, all white, and there is no blood on their lips, because they don't inhale any yang energy, all their eyes are black, and their faces are white and blue." ”

King Jing looked carefully at the people walking on both sides, and it was indeed so. He asked with some tears and laughter: "Then can the people of the underworld really receive the paper money, ingots, candles, etc. that we burned in the mortal world?" ”

Mao Leyan smiled, "No, the underworld has nothing to do with the human world, and the paper money burned by humans is just to comfort the living." Therefore, the so-called burning paper money on the Qingming Festival or burning clothes in July has no meaning to the Yin people. And all ghosts need is a scent. ”

King Jing muttered, "Is that so? Human beings love to deceive themselves. ”

"It's not self-deception, but there are some things that are better to be believed than not to be believed. Human beings are faced with an unknowable fate, and if they do their best, they will give their hope to the heavens, so through rituals such as burning paper and worshipping, the heavens will be moved. Mao Leyan walked all the way and explained.

King Jing sneered, "To put it bluntly, human beings have a fluke mentality. ”

Mao Leyan shrugged and was noncommittal.

The two of them were walking, and suddenly two ghosts came up, their expressions were cold, and they asked sharply, "Who are you?" What to do in the underworld? ”

King Jing subconsciously stood in front of Mao Leyan, "What do you want to do?" ”

Mao Le walked out from behind him without a trace, and said with a smile: "Two, we are here to find Master Mao. ”

The two ghosts looked at her for a moment and asked, "What are you looking for Mao Tianshi?" Who are you? ”

"I'm his granddaughter, and I'm tired of getting the word out." Mao Leyan said with a smile.

When the ghost heard this, his attitude suddenly improved, and one of them said: "It turned out to be the heir of the Mao family, and he was disrespectful, no wonder he could break into the door of life and death without alarming us." ”

Mao Leyan said with a smile: "Don't dare to be it, it's our fault to break into the underworld." ”

The ghost clenched his fists, his body suddenly disappeared, and when King Jing was stunned, he heard a loud laugh in the sky, and a black figure fell from the sky, standing suddenly in front of Mao Leyan and King Jing. What surprised King Jing very much was that his face was very elegant, about fifty years old, wearing a black robe, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a touch of love in his eyes, "Granddaughter, why do you have time to see your grandfather?" ”

Mao Leyan glared at him angrily, and said slightly: "I'm here to settle accounts with you, you, for the sake of disrespect for the elderly, actually deceived the juniors." ”

Mao Xiaofang deliberately said innocently blankly: "What are you talking about?" Grandpa, why can't I understand? ”

Mao Leyan snorted and said, "You said that you sent me to a rich family to be a young lady, why did you leave me to the palace as an aunt?" ”

Mao Xiaofang laughed, "Before she became an aunt, she was indeed a young lady from a rich family. ”

"Strong words." Mao Leyan glanced at him coldly.

Mao Xiaofang saw that his granddaughter was angry, and he was afraid that he would settle accounts after the autumn, so he hurriedly changed the topic and looked at King Jing, "You hooked up with a strong man so soon?" ”

Mao Leyan raised his leg and kicked over, and said, "What kind of nerves?" He's my friend. ”

King Jing hugged his fists and said, "Liu Ji has seen his predecessors. ”

Mao Xiaofang looked at him a few times, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Why is it Liu Ji?" I remember that your husband is Liu Xian, you climb the wall, granddaughter? ”

Mao Leyan saw that King Jing was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly gave him Mao Xiaofang a look, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I said that he is my friend." ”

"If he was just a friend, would you bring him to the underworld? This is not for ordinary people to come in, you are from the Mao family, I don't need to say more about this. Mao Xiaofang looked at Mao Leyan warningly.

Mao Leyan said lightly: "I naturally know, I'll take him to see it." Mao Xiaofang, take us to meet the so-called Yin soldiers. ”

Mao Xiaofang was also very refreshing, glanced at King Jing, and said, "Follow me." With a wave of his sleeve, King Jing only felt that his feet were flying in the air, and then his eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a desolation in front of him, and there were no more rows of houses and shops before. Many vines cover the mound-like building, and the earth is pure black. There were a few blood-red flowers blooming on the vines, the flowers were extremely gorgeous, and after staring at them for a while, he felt that his mind was gradually lost, King Jing was startled, and quickly closed his eyes and concentrated. Mao Xiaofang warned: "Don't look at it, these are the grievances and worries that the warriors can't let go of in the world, turning into flowers and losing the minds of people and ghosts." There will be no ghosts coming here on weekdays, and the soldiers under your feet are all bloody fighters, many of whom are unfinished in their lives, and they cannot be decided because of their faults, after all, even if their hands are covered with blood, they are just tools for killing, and they are the driving force behind the change of dynasties. ”

King Jing's blood suddenly coagulated, and he suddenly understood Mao Leyan's intention to take him to the underworld. He muttered, "What about their souls?" ”

Mao Xiaofang called lightly, "Soldiers from the frontier, relatives are here." ”

As soon as these words came out, a group of soldiers in armor suddenly drilled out of the desolate cemetery, like a general ordering soldiers, lined up neatly, and at a glance, a piece of golden armor had no end. Their faces were full of longing, their eyes were searching everywhere, and that longing was like a lit firework, which was impossible to ignore.

King Jing's heart was suddenly struck, his face turned pale, and he muttered, "They, what's going on?" ”

Mao Leyan explained: "They are the real Yin soldiers, bloody battles, and finally died on the battlefield, vests shrouded in corpses, and even the corpses were buried without one in the capital, they longed for their relatives, hoping to see their family members waiting at home again." In fact, they all know that they can't see each other again in this life, but this longing cannot be extinguished, and they wait here every day. Lord Yama was afraid that if they went out, it would bring harm to the world, so he placed them here. When they die, even their souls cannot rest in peace. ”

"How many people are here?" King Jing asked in a dry voice, his voice trembling slightly, although he tried his best to keep calm, but the fear and uneasiness in his eyes betrayed him.

Mao Leyan smiled bitterly, "There are no specific statistics, at a glance, all of them are." ”

King Jing didn't make a sound, silently looking at the longing eyes present.

The eyes of the ghosts were focused on Mao Leyan and King Jing, and suddenly, many voices sounded, "Lord Wang, Lord Wang......."

King Jing was almost unsteady on his feet, he looked up suddenly, only to see a burst of calls from places where his eyes could not reach, he knew in his heart that they were the soldiers under his command, and in the more than fifty battles he led, countless soldiers had died, and they were probably all placed here.

Mao Leyan helped him and said in his ear: "You go, send them on the road." ”

King Jing's eyes were full of tears, his feet were as heavy as lead, he couldn't move his steps, he asked tremblingly, "I...... What can I do to help them? ”

Mao Leyan said softly: "You go and tell them that the relatives in the yang world have been settled, let them rest in peace and wait for reincarnation, as long as the grievances and worries in their hearts are calmed, they can pack up their mood and leave this Yin Soldier Tomb, enter the underworld street we just passed, and wait for reincarnation." ”

"Doesn't it mean that people who have not reached the end of their life cannot be reincarnated?" King Jing's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope and asked.

Mao Xiaofang interjected: "Lord Yama is very sympathetic to these warriors, and there is also a perfect system to place them, as long as all the flowers on the vines turn white, then all the people here can go out." ”

"However, there are only a few flowers here, and isn't it easy to turn them white?" King Jing asked puzzled.

Mao Xiaofang shook his head, "You are wrong, what you see is only a flower that belongs to the soldiers under your command, and the resentment of 10,000 people can dye a flower red, you count, how many can you see?" ”

King Jing's face turned pale again, he looked at it hesitantly, and didn't dare to count.

He knew in his heart how many soldiers had died, and the most conservative estimate of so many battles was more than 300,000 people.

"Go, let go of the resentment in their hearts, they believe in you." Mao Leyan took his hand and walked to the center of the queue step by step.

The row of soldiers in front of him all knelt down, and King Jing looked at these faces, some of which he recognized, some of whom he didn't, and they all looked at him with longing eyes.

Mao Leyan quietly retreated, handing over time to King Jing and the soldiers under his command who died in battle.

Mao Xiaofang didn't know when he came to her, and whispered: "Granddaughter, you attach great importance to him!" ”

Mao Leyan glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about?" I just don't want him to create another war and add innocent souls to the underworld. ”

Mao Xiaofang said in disbelief: "If you don't care about him, or you care about his opponent, granddaughter, I don't know you yet, you are not a warm-hearted person, let alone a nosy person, you took a lot of trouble to come here, and you want me to bring you to the Yin Soldier Tomb, you know that living people have always been not allowed to come in here, for fear of causing their riots, so you let me sit here, in fact, to escort him." ”

Mao Leyan glanced at him and said lightly: "You don't know me, I'm a warm-hearted person." ”

Mao Xiaofang sneered and didn't speak again, but he made it clear that he didn't believe her.