Lu Hong caressed Qing'er's delicate palm, and stood stunned for a long time before he made up his mind to take a look at his past life. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Walked forward to the lying stone, the smooth stone reflected his face, he looked nervously and expectantly, Qing'er also leaned his little head over, but the time passed minute by minute, and the lying stone was always his lazy look.

The bridge of the nose is straight, the eyes are flying obliquely, the green shirt is covered with white clothes, and the three swords are on the back, and there is no change on the lying stone, as if it is really just a mirror.

When he was a little farther away, the picture of Qing'er's past life was reflected on the lying stone, and as soon as he got close to those flowing pictures, it disappeared, leaving only his face.

"How can this be?

Lu Hong leaned over to look at it, touched it on the lying stone, and knocked it.

Qing'er was also puzzled.

However, no matter how much he tossed this lying stone, it could not reflect his past life.

He frowned with his cheeks propped up, and said rather cheekily: "Li Guiyang said that some monks are not bound by the underworld after death, am I also the kind of person who is beyond the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements?"

shook his head and stood up, but suddenly there were two figures, one white and one green, flashing on the lying stone.

"Master?",

Lu Hong's heart moved, the cyan figure of Fang Cai had exquisite facial features, a dreamy figure, like a jade carving, clearly the appearance of glass, and the white figure was like a flower in the water, the moon in the mirror, ethereal and cold, he couldn't see it clearly, and when he turned around to take a closer look, the two figures had disappeared.

Is it because of the green glass sword?

Lu Hong untied the green glass sword and put it on top of the lying stone, but the lying stone still did not react, only a shallow sword shadow was reflected.

"It's weird",

Lu Hong stood stunned for a long time, shook his head and said, "Qing'er, why don't we smash this stone?"

Qing'er rubbed her eyes and smiled: "Forget it, young master, let's go",

She pulled up his sleeve.

Lu Hong nodded and followed her to the bridge.

The yellow corpse water churned under the bridge, and occasionally a black hand reached out of the water as if to grasp something, but it sank again in an instant.

Legend has it that there are countless evil spirits under the Lethe River, and anyone who does not fall into it will never want to climb up again, and the reincarnation cycle will be terminated.

Qing'er was most afraid of these things, so she pulled Lu Hong's hand through the fog and walked quickly across the Nai He Bridge, her hands were clenched very tightly along the way, as if she was afraid of losing him.

It wasn't until the end of the bridge that she breathed a sigh of relief, and through the fog and across the bridge, the scene ahead changed again.

Connected with the Nai He Bridge is an open place, about three miles forward, there are several palaces standing on the hill at the end of the open land, and the Nai He Bridge, the lifeless air of Huangquan Road is different, these palaces are built very majestic, each palace door is placed with Pixiu, Jianxi, Fox and other things, the statue of about half a zhang high is lifelike, its face is extremely vicious, Lu Hong can even feel the fierce gaze of several evil beasts.

The palace that stands there has a sense of majesty from a distance.

"One, two... Eight, nine, ten....",

Lu Hong counted, there were no more than no less than ten, he suddenly thought of something, and said, "Qing'er, have you heard of the ten halls of Yama?"

Qing'er nodded and said: "Well, I heard that there are ten halls of Yama in the Netherworld, which are King Qin Guang, King Chujiang, Emperor Song, King Wuguan, King Yama, King Biancheng, King Taishan, King of the City, King of Equality, King of the Wheel, and the Ten Kings live above hell, is this the ......",

Although Qing'er is afraid of those dirty things, she likes to listen to the stories of gods and ghosts since she was a child, and she has an excellent memory.

Lu Hongdao: "It should be, I don't know who made this little six roads, but the bridge, the Sansheng Stone, the Lechuan Water, and the Ten Palaces of Yama are all there, but I don't know whether the Sansheng Stone is true or false, and whether there are really ten Hades in this palace?"

"Qing'er, let's go and see",

Lu Hong glanced at her.

Qing'er's small chest bulged, took a breath, and nodded.

She is usually afraid of even ghosts, let alone Hades, but now that she is here, she has to see what happens.

Walking forward, the atmosphere became more and more weird, there was no figure here, there was no sound, and the two of them only felt cold on their bodies.

It's not the cold that the cold wind blows on the body, but a kind of coolness from the bottom of my heart.

Walking past the Pixiu statue in front of the black temple, Lu Hong stretched out his hand and pressed on the pitch-black door, the door was not locked, but he used seventy percent of his strength to push the door open.

The door opened with not a creaking sound, but the dull sound of a heavy iron door being pushed open.

A piece of dust drifted out, Lu Hong and Qing'er couldn't help but push two steps away, fanned with their hands, and then walked into the main hall.

The hall seems to have been abandoned for a long time, with cobwebs everywhere in the corners and a layer of dust on the pillars.

The hall was very empty, with two rows of white things standing on the left and right, and the middle road led straight into the hall.

Yin corpse.

Seeing the thing wrapped in the red and white corpse cloth, Lu Hong's heart suddenly moved, and when he looked at this hall again, a gloomy feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

There are actually Yin corpses here.

He thought for a while, but finally couldn't help but uncover the corpse cloth, and saw a long mahogany table at the end of the corpse, and two stacks of documents were stacked on the table.

Behind the long table, a skeleton sits upright, and the scene is extremely eerie.

Lu Hong stepped forward slowly, and when he got closer, he found that this skeleton was larger than ordinary people, and its face and bones were rougher than ordinary people, and what was even more strange was that it was wearing a Taoist robe.

He still holds a large pen in his right hand, and in his left hand he is opening a book.

The book was densely filled with names, and what was written after the name, because the book was upside down, Lu Hong couldn't see it clearly.

He stepped forward and picked up the book, flipped to the cover, and the words "Book of Life and Death" came into view.

"Book of Life and Death?",

The two couldn't help but glance at each other, it is said that there is a book of life and death in the underworld, which records the lifespan of people in the yang world, and they can't imagine that there is such a thing.

But if this is really the book of life and death, then the person holding the bold pen should be Yama, but no matter which legend says, the king of Yama should not be wearing a robe.

Lu Hong couldn't figure it out, and this hall was empty, except for the yin corpse, there was only this skeleton, and he couldn't find someone to ask, so he thought about it and picked up the book of life and death and the bold pen in the skeleton's hand.

"Maybe I'll be able to use it in the future",

He said to Qing'er without blushing and without a heartbeat.

Qing'er couldn't cry or laugh, stretched out her hand and hit him, and the two walked out of the hall.

The other nine halls were no different from this palace, each hall had a skeleton wearing a Taoist robe, and two rows of yin corpses were separated, but the book of life and death was only the one in Lu Hong's hand.

Both of them felt weird, but they were puzzled.

It's just that when the two of them walked out of the main hall and walked to the end of the open field, the scene in front of them changed again. (To be continued.) )