Fortunately, a few hundred years is just a flick of a finger for the mountain, even if the trees on the mountain are prosperous and withered several times, the general direction of the mountain will not change, after Han Jing came out, he looked around and said: "I remember that the place where Mei Xiaobao died was not far from here, Miss Shen, I don't know if she can take me over, no matter what she looks like now, this matter will start because of me after all, I want to burn some paper money for her and tell her my confession." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

One ghost burns paper money for another ghost, this thing sounds really weird at first glance, but there is nothing wrong with thinking about it, but Shen Xingyue touched his body and took out a handful of silver tickets: "No paper money, burn some silver tickets Yao Mu said that you can receive it in the underworld?" ”

Yao Mu really wanted to label Shen Xingyue with a lot of money, so he glanced at her and said something in his mouth.

After a while, several black figures came out from behind the underground trees, and when they began to drill out, they all looked dazed, and when they saw Yao Mushi, they immediately changed their expressions of sincere fear, and knelt on the ground in a hurry.

Black and white impermanence, although he is not the boss of the underworld, but among the ghosts, this is already a big person, so they all look at him with the eyes of a common people who see the emperor and the prince.

It's just that what Yao Mu said was really not majestic, and he naturally said, "Which of you has money?" ”

Shen Xingyue turned her head silently, only feeling a little embarrassed and thrown on the ghost. The ghosts didn't quite understand either, and looked at Yao Mu blankly one by one.

"It's the money you use, who has to take some of it." Yao Mu said calmly: "Leave your name and eight characters for me, and I will burn it back to him tomorrow." ”

Not to mention it, even if Yao Mu said that he wanted to rob it, no one dared to say anything, those who had money on him took out the money from his arms, walked over and put it in Yao Mu's hands, and some of the more knowledgeable and even offered a few incense candles, which seemed to be burned by his family, and he was reluctant to enjoy them all by his side. There are no rich lords buried here, so there is not much money, which makes Shen Xingyue feel that Yao Mu has a feeling that he is asking for food, or he is still asking for food in the slums, and he can't bear to look at it directly.

Yao Mu has had more contact with ghosts in the underworld over the years, and the thickness of his face has increased, and he doesn't feel inappropriate at all, after the little ghosts put the money in his hands, he waved his sleeves and wrote down his eight characters, he naturally wants to pay it back, and only a lot more, these little ghosts have made a windfall.

Accumulate a lot, and after a while, Yao Mu saved a thick stack in his hand, weighed it and felt that it was almost there, said enough, dispersed, and those black shadows disappeared into the ground one by one, among the mountains and rocks, and behind the trees, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Han Jing looked straight, although he was a soul who had gone through hundreds of years, after all, he was just an unjust soul turned into an ordinary human, he had never been to the underworld, and he had never seen so many ghosts bow down to his ears, and at this time, he couldn't help but look at Yao Mu, who seemed to be a Sven son.

"That's enough." Yao Mu patted the paper money in his hand: "Let's go, let's see if you can find the place where Mei Xiaobao died back then, and we will also see if there will be any clues along the way." ”

Han Jing nodded, obviously feeling very heavy, thought about it carefully, and walked towards a fork in the road on the side of the mountain.

This walk is the middle of the night, obviously after many years of Han Jing's memory of the road is also very vague, stop and go, stop and think, from time to time to take a turn back, until the second half of the night to achieve a rocky slope. This rocky slope is no different from the rest.

It's just that when he arrived here, Han Jing's expression changed suddenly, he was hesitant to take a walk and think about it, and suddenly his whole body was filled with a feeling of gloom and sadness, Shen Xingyue glanced at Yao Mu, Yao Mu nodded, and cheered up.

If Han Jing is not wrong in finding the place, this is the place where Mei Xiaobao died back then, if the most difficult thing for a living person is his homeland, which is the place where he was born. For a dead person, the most difficult thing to let go of is the place where he died, especially those who died in vain, they are often trapped in the place of death and can't get out no matter what, in fact, it is their own heart that traps them, and the knot in their hearts is incomprehensible, even the king of Hades can't take them away from transcendence.

The trees in the mountains and forests have grown for hundreds of years, and each one is so thick that a few people can't hold it. Han Jing walked in front of an ancient tree, and suddenly knelt down on his knees, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clear sound.

"I remember that this is where Mei Xiaobao was born, and when her mother gave birth to her, she shed a lot of blood and stained the ground red." Han Jing said slowly: "Then she gave birth, and in a bloody color, she opened her eyes and glanced at us, and she didn't even make a sound, and she lost her breath and heartbeat." ”

This is really a sad story, but such a sad story has been seen and heard countless times by both Yao Mu and Shen Xingyue, even if it is still a sigh, it will not be too emotional.

Yao Mu handed over the paper money and incense candles very thoughtfully, and with a shake of his hand, a small flame had been lit on an incense stick in his hand, and he also handed it over.

Han Jing glanced at Yao Mu gratefully, picked up the incense and said: "Xiaobao, I don't know where your soul is now, I didn't mean to hurt you back then, after so many years, I can't forget the way you looked at me, and I can't let go of the actions that hurt you back then." If you can hear me, I hope you can forgive me...... If not, no matter how much you want to retaliate, I have no complaints. ”

After speaking, Han Jing used the lit incense candle to light other incense ......

There was no wind in the forest at this time, and Han Jing's hands were not shaking, but after the incense was lit, it was extinguished again as soon as it was inserted into the soil.

Shen Xingyue and Yao Mu both frowned, this incense was extinguished, but it was a great omen.

Han Jing obviously sensed that something was wrong, and lit the candle again with his hand to protect it, but this time he simply couldn't even light it.

Han Jing had a little sweat on his forehead, glanced back at Shen Xingyue, and with a heavy face, he approached the burning incense candle again, which was a piece of paper that was just a little bit of paper, but at this time, it was not on fire at any time......

Yao Mu squatted down, stretched out his hand to take the banknote, a little fire ignited in his palm, and when he stretched out his hand, the banknote caught fire, no different from ordinary.

Putting the banknote on the soil, Yao Mu said slowly: "Mei Xiaobao, I am Bai Wuchang of the underworld, in charge of the injustices of this unjust soul and wild ghost, no matter what grievances there are, you can tell me, I will make the decision for you." If I can't be the Lord, I can tell Hades, and he will do justice to your abbot, and it would be better than you wandering in the mountains. ”

Although in the annals of history, Mei Xiaobao was recovered and suppressed by the masters as early as a hundred years ago, but who else could there be a person who had such a deep hatred for Han Jing that he was even unwilling to accept his worship?

However, Yao Mu's words didn't seem to have any effect, as soon as his words fell, the paper money on the ground was swept away by a gust of wind, and the incense that was burning was extinguished by itself.

Yao Mu's face sank, so it seemed that his words and identity were not bought by the other party at all.

After the gust of wind swept away the banknotes, they slowly fell, Yao Mu and Shen Xingyue were looking around, they knew that whether it was Mei Xiaobao or who, that person must be around here, but there was no trace of it, although she had become a ghost, she could hide the ghost aura on her body without revealing it at all, if she didn't want to show up, it would really make them helpless for a while.

In the middle of the sound, the gust of wind slowly stopped, and the banknotes fell to the ground, although they were lit, but there was no trace of burning. And the incense that began to be lit by Yao Mu also returned to its intact appearance, as if nothing had happened.

"Mei Xiaobao, are you Mei Xiaobao?" Shen Xingyue raised her voice and said, "I know that you are around here, why are you unwilling to accept Han Jing's sacrifice." You should have already seen that Han Jing is no longer a living person, he became a ghost soon after you died, you have hated for so many years, he has regretted for so many years, it is not easier than you. Why don't you come out, whatever you ask, say it, even if he can't fulfill your wish, we can. ”

The surroundings were still quiet, there was no sound, Shen Xingyue said slowly: "If I am killed by someone and hate it for all these years, I don't think I can kowtow a few times, and I can dissipate my anger by burning a few valuable cards." But Han Jing, this obsession has been in your heart for so long, presumably as long as Mei Xiaobao is willing to forgive you, you are willing to do anything, right? ”

Han Jing smiled bitterly: "Naturally, it's a pity that I'm already dead, I can't die again, otherwise, it doesn't hurt if one life is worth one life." ”

"Dead people naturally can't pay for their lives, but in addition to kowtowing, I think you can be more sincere." Shen Xingyue said, walked to the kneeling Han Jing, reached out and pressed his shoulder, and said, "Don't move." ”

Han Jing was a little dazed, he didn't know what Shen Xingyue was going to do, and Yao Mu didn't know what she was going to do, but no one acted to stop her, and they were all waiting to see her next move.

The green light in Shen Xingyue's sleeve flashed, and the green thorns slipped out of the sleeve and landed in the palm of his hand, becoming a strangely shaped dagger. The knife fell, and the dagger fell from Han Jing's back, stabbing deeply, slashing across his back and down to his waist......

Shen Xingyue's move was a little sudden, even Yao Mu was startled, although Han Jing was no longer a living person, but he could still feel the pain like a living person, being cut by this knife, it was naturally a sharp pain, he was about to get up intuitively, but Shen Xingyue held down his shoulder, and a huge force that could not resist at all pressed on his shoulder, suppressing his slight momentum, and knelt down again.

Blood spurted out the moment the dagger was slashed, and even though Han Jing was wearing a black dress, it was all dyed in an instant, and it fell to the ground dripping, dyeing the yellow land of the White Bone Mountain black.