When Fuyu woke up again, her spirit was much better, the wound on her thigh had already scarred, the pain in Zhihai was no longer there, and Zhenyuan had almost recovered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She sat up and glanced at the Blackwater River not far away, where the group of demons floated on the water, apparently still refusing to leave.

"It's really patient, I've slept for so long, and you're still there, it's really a dog skin plaster. ”

Fuyu scoffed

She got up and patted the dirt on her body, in fact, there was no soil here, it was just a habitual action.

Looking around, the sky was gray from near to far, and I couldn't see what was in the distance.

Looking down, I saw a large patch of red in the distance, as if a red carpet had been laid on the ground.

It was blood red, the red one could not be seen at a glance, the red one was like fire, like a flourish, and the red one was shocking.

Fuyu hurriedly followed the path under her feet and walked towards the blood-red world.

When it was close, there was a faint fragrance, the fragrance was pleasant, and people unconsciously took two more breaths, forgetting the troubles in their hearts, and only thinking about staying here and staying here forever.

Fuyu retracted the foot she was about to take and broke out in a cold sweat.

At her feet were dense clusters of flowers.

She was out of her control just now!

Fuyu squatted down and carefully looked at the countless blood-red flowers swaying in front of her, her face was ugly.

This is, the legendary Manju Sahua?

Manju Sawa of the Underworld!

It is said in the 3,000 Daozang that Manzhu Sawa was born on the other side of the Santu River, without stems and leaves, brilliant crimson, and flowers bloom into patches, which is called "the road of fire"

The Buddha said, that is also called the other side of the flower, the other side of the flower blooms, when the flower blooms on the other side, there is only a ball of fire; the flower blooms without leaves, the leaves grow without flowers, and they cherish each other but cannot see each other, and they are alone on the other side of the road.

Fuyu thought of the Heishui River she had crossed before, there were countless ghosts and ghosts in it, and when she thought about it, only the terrifying Santu River in the underworld was so terrifying!

And the road under his feet is Huangquan Road!

Could it be that he is really dead?

However, I clearly have flesh and blood!

Could it be that he just accidentally fell into the underworld?

At the bottom of the well in the Hibiscus Garden, is it the path to the underworld?

Fuyu was taken aback by her own guess.

When you get out of here, you must thank Daddy, if it weren't for Daddy's talisman, where would she have the life to come out of the Santu River alive!

Perhaps, she is really going to become a lonely ghost.

Regarding the underworld, there have always been only legends, no one has ever come in and out, and Fuyu's desire to return to the human world can be described as a fantasy.

But sitting back is not Fuyu's style, she prefers to find her way by herself.

After packing up her mood, Fuyu arranged a small hidden formation on herself, and the previous formation had disappeared without a trace as early as when she was washed down from above by the water.

This is the underworld, and she doesn't dare to walk on the road openly.

Huangquan Road is very long, and the red sea of Manzhu Sawa on the side of the road stretches as far as the eye can see, and the wails of ghosts can be heard from time to time in the distance, and the smell of death fills the air.

Fuyu walked along Huangquan Road like this, I don't know how many hours or how many days.

Hibiscus Garden

"Squeak", someone opened the gate, walked into the courtyard, closed the gate with his backhand, and before the man could make any moves, two people rushed out of the night, kneeling in front of him, one left and one right.

"Welcome back to my king. ”

These two kneeling people on the ground are the two little ghosts who were ordered to guard the entrance of the Hibiscus Garden and the underworld.

The man was dressed in a blue-gray robe, exuding a mysterious luster in the moonlight, his jet-black hair was combed back of his head, meticulous, and his delicate face was a little haggard, but it still couldn't hide the person's astonishing demeanor. However, if you look closely, you can see the deep sadness in his eyes.

"Black and white impermanence, what happened in the Hibiscus Garden during my absence?"

The man's face was expressionless, but as soon as he raised his hand slightly, there was a force that could not be seen by the naked eye, holding up the black and white impermanence kneeling down.

The two imps have been following their masters for thousands of years, and they are already familiar with their master's character, so they stand on both sides, one on each side.

"There is nothing abnormal, although some people have reported to the city lord of Furong City, but the few monks who were sent are just human qi cultivators, and they are very stupid and have not found anything. ”

Black Impermanence said

The man nodded, a gleam of pain in his eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work, you go down first, I'll stay with Fleur. ”

Black and white impermanence did not dare to disobey, and obediently retreated to the ancient well and jumped down.

"Alas, it seems that the king still has found nothing, how did the king come over all these years!"

Bai Wuchang couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart

After the man left the black and white impermanence, he pinched a magic trick in his right hand, and a light appeared around him, and then the entire hibiscus garden rippled in the space.

A smile tugged at the corner of the man's mouth

"Fleur, I'm back. ”

At this moment, the Hibiscus Garden, where is there still half a point of desolation and dilapidation.

There was not a trace of weeds in the courtyard, only a few country wildflowers growing in the corner, red and yellow, pouring a faint fragrance.

Next to the well in the courtyard, there is a lush red bean tree, with a towering canopy and lush branches, hanging with pitiful bunches of red beans.

The man laughs innocently, laughs from the heart, and laughs like a child.

No matter how hard and tiring he is outside, or how daunting the scenery is, but to come back here is to come home.

Perhaps, he thought of a weak woman who sat quietly under a tree, with beads strung in her hands, and whispering softly in her mouth

"Exquisite dice and red beans, I don't know if I am lovesick to the bones. ”

Or, the woman stood in the drizzle with a thin cloak and an umbrella, pouting at the tall red bean trees and muttering in a low voice

"May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely. ”

The man thought about it, so he walked to the red bean tree and sat down at the stone table, where they used to sit and enjoy the flowers and the moon!

The man took out a small jade box from his arms, held it carefully in his hand, and did not open it, just looking at it directly.

His eyes are gentle, where is half of the violence and murderous spirit that the world has said.

"Fleur, look, I'm bringing you back again, you see, the red beans are still hanging on the tree. ”

The man's voice grew desolate

"Five hundred years, Fleur, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on, Fleur, do you hear that?"

The courtyard was quieter, except for the man's increasingly painful voice.

The jade box in his hand is as white as a moon disk, and if you look closely, you can find that it is engraved with complex patterns, and if you look closely, you can also see that there are two thin lines inside, which are intertwined with each other, and I don't know why.