Although the history of being a demon in the past and present lives of the Wuxin Dao Elder has been exhausted, he is still a big living person, and he can't be handed over to the underworld for disposal, so he can only wait for him to braid.

Although he escaped, the Heartless Daoist has already seen his fate after death.

In order to accumulate blessings and virtues for himself, so that he could be tormented by a few layers of hell after death, the Wuxin Taoist made a request to do good deeds.

As a result, Wuxin Daochang contracted all the cleaning and sanitation of the back mountain of Qingcheng, assisted the local sanitation workers, and kept the back mountain of Qingcheng clean and tidy, so that domestic and foreign tourists can more deeply experience the artistic conception of "the first secluded in the world" when they travel there.

Whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, or sunny and rainy, you can see a thin figure wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a bamboo basket to shuttle through the mountains, picking up the garbage confetti hidden in the grass and throwing it back into the bamboo basket.

"It's so pitiful, on such a cold day, so thinly dressed, and you have to pick up garbage in the mountains and forests. After a tourist and the unintentional Taoist passed by, he couldn't help but look back and sigh.

"It seems to be a Taoist priest. Her companion said.

Looking at the thin and weak back of the Wuxin Dao Chief, these tourists sighed.

The so-called poor people must have something to hate, and when they sympathize with the unintentional Taoist, they do not know that in the past thousand years, many innocent lives have been mutilated and killed by him indirectly or directly, and even their souls have been scattered and have since disappeared from the world.

"You guys go back first, I'll walk around. Just as everyone was about to leave the underworld, Yun Xizi suddenly said.

"Heezi, what's wrong?" Hee-hee looked up at Yun Hee-zi and wondered.

"I want to be quiet. Yun Xizi said lightly.

"But we don't have anyone here called Jingjing, do you have anyone in the underworld called Jingjing?" Xixi turned his head to look at Hades.

"Well, no. Hades scratched his head and said.

"Okay, you guys go back first, Dream, you can send them back and pick me up later. Yun Xizi smiled and said.

"Okay. Wanmeng nodded, and after following everyone to say goodbye to Hades, he summoned the white mist and left with everyone.

"Xizi, your birthmark has been completely unsealed, right?" Although he was not in charge of mortal affairs, through the ghosts that poured into the underworld some time ago, Hades still roughly knew what had happened in the mortal world recently.

"Well, the memory that was erased by the drought has also been recovered. Yun Xizi nodded.

"Then why don't you go to Xiao Zhan?" Hades wondered.

"Master Qilian has gone, if I leave with him, there will be no one to hunt monsters. Yun Xizi said with a smile.

"That old naughty boy, he will definitely take the opportunity to play around, I'm afraid that by the time he finds Xiao Zhan, summer will come. Hades said.

"Hahaha, just don't wait until next summer. Yun Xizi laughed.

"I'll accompany you to the Lethe River. Hades said.

"Okay. Yun Xizi nodded, and walked with the Yama Dynasty Lechuan River.

Yun Xizi stood by the river, looking at the Nai He Bridge, which was always full of ghosts, and was full of emotion.

In Yun'er's life, she finally died after destroying a cat demon who was always making trouble in the mortal world.

When she staggered onto the Naihe Bridge under the leadership of the ghost, she couldn't help but look at the seemingly calm, but turbulent Lechuan River.

"If you don't drink Meng Po soup, you want it

Jump in here, right?" Yun'er asked in an old voice, looking at the ghost.

"Yes. The ghost nodded and walked towards Meng Po with Yun'er and a few other ghosts.

Yun'er followed them forward while constantly looking into the river.

She found that most of the ghosts in the river, except for a few who were still looking forward to the bridge, looked into the distance with a blank expression, not knowing what they were thinking.

Are you reminiscing about the past?

"Aunt Dao, this is your Meng Po soup, please take it. Just when Yun Xizi was in a daze, he had already walked in front of Meng Po.

Meng Po handed a bowl of Meng Po soup to Yun'er.

"I ......" looked at the Meng Po soup in front of him, and then looked at the deep and boundless Lechuan River, Yun'er hesitated.

"Are you reluctant to forget the memories of this life?" Meng Po looked at Yun'er, whose face was full of wrinkles, and asked.

"I can't bear to forget someone. Yun'er smiled a little shyly.

When Yun'er smiled shyly, Meng Po actually saw a girl-like face on her originally old face.

She must have been beautiful when she was young, right?

"Is it my beloved?" Meng Po asked with a smile.

"It's my husband. Yun'er nodded.

Suddenly, Huo Quzhi's voice and smile appeared in front of her eyes.

"I... I'll jump into the Lechuan River!" Yun'er pushed Meng Po Tang away and said firmly.

"Okay, I hope you have no regrets. Meng Po nodded and gave Meng Po soup to another ghost.

"I have no regrets!" Yun'er smiled, and jumped down the unfathomable Lechuan River.

"Another infatuated person. Looking at Yun'er's weak but resolute back, Meng Po shook her head and continued to distribute Meng Po soup to the ghosts queuing up behind.

The time in the Lethe River is long and lonely, and at first, the surrounding ghosts will talk to each other about each other's experiences in life, but after talking about all kinds of trivial things, they find that there is nothing to talk about, and then, just wait, just wait and see.

Wait for a thousand years to pass quickly, so that you can be reincarnated as soon as possible, watch the ghosts passing by the Nai Ho Bridge, see if there are any relatives and friends from your lifetime, and then talk to everyone about their stories.

Yun'er has always been very quiet, she always listens to everyone's chat quietly, but she never participates, and when others ask her about her past, she also brushes it off.

Because, there are some memories that can only be recalled alone.

"Ahh

"How old do you look!" the other ghosts wondered.

"Hello!" the ghost hurriedly swam under the bridge and shouted at the little girl's ghost.

It's a pity that the ghost on the bridge can't see the ghost in the Lechuan River, no matter how the ghost shouts, the ghost of the little girl still came to Meng Po under the leadership of the ghost and drank Meng Po soup.

"Don't scream, she can't see you. After sending the little girl's ghost away, Meng Po said.

"Why did she die? She was fine when I died, and my husband promised me to take good care of her, so she died!" the ghost cried.

"It is said that there was a youkai in a village that ate a lot of people. The ghost next to him said.

"Youkai?" the ghosts in the Lethe River began to beg again

On the topic of yokai.

Anyway, there are always various topics for them to talk about, because, in addition to chatting, they can only wait and see.

"Huo... Huo Lang?" Just as Yun'er was listening to everyone's chat, she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking onto the Nai He Bridge.

I saw that Xiao Zan was holding an evil spirit and walked across the Nai He Bridge, and when he passed by the Lechuan River, the ghost envoy glanced into the river in a daze, and it happened to meet Yun'er's line of sight.

It's a pity that after taking a look at Yun'er, he continued to walk forward, leaving Yun'er's eyes still chasing his figure until he disappeared on the Nai He Bridge.

"Who was that person just now?" It was not only Yun'er who was curious about Xiao Zhan, but also the Meng Po.

"It is said that he is a demon hunter, and from time to time he will catch some evil spirits and bring them to the underworld and hand them over to the king of Hades to deal with. Onicha said.

"You look so handsome!" Meng Po began to become a nymphomaniac, and even Meng Po soup forgot to distribute it, so that the team leading Meng Po soup was blocked on the Nai He Bridge.

"Xiao Zhan, has Huo Lang been reincarnated as a demon hunter?" Yun'er wondered.

From then on, every once in a while, Xiao Zan would pass by the Nai He Bridge, and Yun'er would always quietly follow him until he finished the Nai He Bridge.

It's just that Xiao Zan never looked up the Lechuan River again.

Even so, Yun'er was very content, and she no longer felt lonely and lonely, because, although the Huo Lang in her memory had been reincarnated, he still maintained his original appearance, passing by her eyes from time to time......

"I watched over him here for hundreds of years. Yun Xizi said suddenly.

Well, he certainly didn't know that, though. Hades said.

"Yes, he only looked back at me, but I was already an old woman. Yun Xizi smiled and said.

"Actually, the fate of the two of you has never been broken. Hades looked at Yun Xizi, who was wearing Xiao Zhan's windbreaker, and said.

"Well, it never broke. Yun Xizi said softly.

Then, Yun Xizi took Zhu Xiao from his neck, held it to his mouth and blew it gently.

Zhu Xiao's voice was melodious and tactful, breaking the silence on the Lechuan River, and letting all the ghosts who were originally in a daze look for Xiao Sheng.

Their expressions are no longer sluggish, but they listen to this sudden beautiful music with gratitude, recalling the feelings of the previous life, and looking forward to the beauty of the next life.

Xiao Sheng is not cheerful, but there is a faint hint of sweetness, but this hidden sweetness may only be detected by Xiao Zhan, who is thousands of miles away.

"Heezi, why are you giving a on the Lechuan River? Xiao Zan smiled, also took off the jade flute, put it to his mouth and blew it, with Yun Xizi's Xiao voice.

Although Yun Xizi couldn't hear it, it didn't prevent Xiao Zan from composing a love song together, because he knew that his girl was missing him.

"My son is getting a again, I'll hear where he's ... Not.. Tianshui, let's go to Tianshui!" Although Yun Xizi couldn't hear the sound of Xiao Zan playing at this moment, Master Qi Lian could hear it.

"Do you want to go to Tianshui to soak in the hot springs?" Er Meng looked at Master Qi Lian and said suspiciously.

"No, not this time, but you can go to Tianshui to soak in the hot springs by the way. Master Qi Lian thought for a moment and said.

Subsequently, Er Meng summoned the white mist and took Master Qilian to Tianshui......