The moment Han Yu jumped off the Lethe River, the originally calm river suddenly broke out.

The water bubbled and bubbled like boiling water, and at the same time, there was a sound of ghosts crying, resounding through the banks of the Lethe River.

Distant and near the river floated struggling and wailing ghosts, but none of them were intact, or missing arms or legs, or a mutilated face.

They all wanted to jump out of the river one by one, their upper bodies twisted and struggled to stretch out their festering hands and arms, staring at Han Yu who was going down from the bridge with their eyeless eyes, and dragging Han Yu, who had not completely jumped into the river, to quickly pull him into the Lechuan River, and then rushed up.

Next is the bite of ten thousand ghosts.

After a few moments, the howl changed again, but it was still impossible to tell whether to laugh or cry.

This is the sorrow of the ghosts in the Lethe River.

Among them, there are ancient powers from the flood wilderness, immortals who have attained enlightenment in the Nine Heavens, human emperors who guide the country and leave their names in history, and rich presidents who are rich enough to rival the country and have thousands of dollars in their pockets, but they have all lost themselves in the torture of thousands of years in this Lechuan River.

They were obsessed with not being able to swim across, so they locked themselves in the Lethe River, and endured the most painful memories before death day and night, as well as the torment of ten thousand ghosts.

Obsession and resentment have stumbled their footsteps across the door of their lives, and Lethe is their final destination.

But how could the Lechuan River jump casually.

They have been adrift in this river for thousands of years, ten thousand years, and the obsession in their hearts has not yet dissipated, but they have lost their will and become crazy because of the unbearable torture, and finally inevitably become one of the evil ghosts who struggle and cannot be freed from the thousands of souls at the bottom of this river.

But what can be done?

The road was chosen by themselves, no one ever forced anyone, and the only one who embarrassed them was themselves.

This situation has not happened before, people who are too obsessed to be reincarnated jump off the Lechuan River, and they can quickly calm down every time, but this time, those ghosts who have lost their minds are still floating on the surface of the water and crying.

You can even see a few ghosts about to break out of the water with their lower bodies - a sign of escape.

Miss Meng frowned, finally realizing that something was wrong.

hurriedly made a resting spell, and a little more to the center of his eyebrows, and a touch of divine consciousness waved into the Lechuan River.

"Lethe?"

Then I heard a low voice, giving people a feeling of compassion and solemnity, like the curling green smoke rising in front of the lotus platform of the Buddha statue, or the damp moss on the eaves outside the window, with a quiet ash, with a silent silence, "What's wrong?"

The owner of this voice is also the master of the Lethe River.

It's a bit inaccurate to say this, he should be the original god of Lethe, in a sense, he is Lethe River.

Truly born from the power of the ancient desolation at the beginning of time.

Miss Meng didn't know what his name was, and he didn't say anything, so she called him Lechuan.

She hadn't heard this voice for a long time, and when she thought about it carefully, the last time she heard it, it seemed to be more than five hundred and eighty years ago, she was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "There is another ghost jumping down the Lethe River just now, I feel that something is wrong, and I need you to check it carefully." ”

After a while, he heard an echo, showing a slight solemnity: "There is indeed a problem, and there are resentful spirits who have escaped from Lethe." ”

Miss Meng was shocked in her heart, and her tone became serious, "How many are there, can you know?"

"I'm afraid it is...... Minority. Lechuan couldn't say a specific number, and said, "This matter still needs you to enter the WTO to solve it." ”

Miss Meng understood, after all, this matter was also because she was careless at the beginning, "Then I went in person, what should I do here?"

"However, it's no problem for me to guard the bridge, you let the child stay here, if something happens, I will let him inform you, no matter how bad it is, there is still black and white impermanence to support. ”

Miss Meng looked down at her son, who was well-behaved and quietly holding the corner of her clothes, and touched his head, "Then the baby will stay here alone, is it okay?"

He nodded, still silent.

Lethe's voice came out again, ethereal and distant: "Go, out of Lethe, you can sense their existence." Don't let those resentful spirits kill living beings, if possible, take this opportunity to let them let go of their obsession and reincarnate. ”

Miss Meng nodded, in fact, she also felt that this was also a rare opportunity.

"If you don't break it, you can't stand it. Lechuan said lightly, and said in a low voice for a long time, "I have always been...... Trust you. ”

However, on the bridge, Miss Meng lowered her eyes and looked at the top of her son's head, and heard Lechuan's last sentence, but she couldn't tell whether she took it to heart.

With his suppression, the howling and struggling ghosts in the Lethe River have all calmed down, and the entire Lethe River has returned to its previous dead silence.

And at some point, there was only a lonely child left on the bridge.

......

Happy people are all alike, and unhappy people have their own misfortunes.

But all the same, it's all heart-wrenching pain.

The ghost floated in mid-air, looking at the bustling crowd below, and touched the location of his heart with some blankness.

He knew he was just a ghost, and he should have no heart. But why, he could still feel a terrible pain in the left part of his chest.

He also has no memory, but he is crazy to remember everything that has been.

He only knew that he must have forgotten very important people and things, otherwise he would not have jumped off the Lechuan River in discouragement, and crawled out of the bottom of the river with great difficulty and recklessness, just for the obsession that he had not forgotten in his heart.

That obsession seemed to have become his instinct, so much so that he couldn't lose his memory even if he lost it.

But he didn't remember who the obsession itself was.

It's too painful, it's too painful.

But he couldn't find the source of his pain, which made him unable to suppress the madness and fear in his heart.

even made him want to calm the anger and resentment in his heart by killing.

The torture of thousands of years without seeing the head has long made him lose his most basic principles and humanity, and what does all living beings have to do with him - if he is not happy, then no one will be spared.

The ghost looks down at the world, at the people who come and go, and the joy has nothing to do with him, and the pain has nothing to do with him.

Since it has nothing to do with him, it's better to destroy it.

He stretched out his hand to all things in the world.

The curse was born, and suddenly a peaceful and gentle voice sounded in my ears.

"What's your obsession?"

The ghost was stunned, and in an instant, the spirit was clear, and he said: "I can't love it." ”

What are your obsessions?

Love but can't.

"Stop. The voice carried a compassionate gentleness and distantness, which made him feel a moment of peace in his heart for no reason, "I'm here to help you get free." ”