For some reason, Xie Qian always felt that she was out of place with the souls around her.

They all remember what they went through in their lives, some of them cried while talking, and some laughed and shed tears with laughter.

No matter how they manifest, these spirits are attached to their former owners.

She's different, she can't remember anything.

The spirit needs to be reincarnated in the mortal world, and before it is time for him to be reincarnated, he will have to stay in the underworld city. According to the spirits, this city is very similar to the mortal city, with not only inhabitants, but also all kinds of shops.

The living would bring money and household items to the spirits on certain days, and if no one sent them to them, they would have to wander around the city.

She was different, she hadn't even received a rag.

The number of the spirits varies depending on what path they went to and the merits they cultivated during their lifetime. According to whether they did evil or good in their lifetime, they were assigned to different ways. The mortal world needs the most merit and the shortest livestock.

These spirits were in the longest platoon for a year, and when the time came, they would follow the Yin soldiers to the Xiangsheng Bridge to drink the Shengsheng water, and then they were arranged to go to reincarnation on different ships.

She's different, she's going to wait a full forty years.

In the past 40 years, she has sent many spirits away. Some are transferred from people to livestock or Shura, and some are from livestock or Shura to people. There are all kinds of things, and they are always strange.

Probably because he is the "old man" here, Xie Qian can also talk to the Hades Descending Star.

This descending galaxy is haunted, and the time of its appearance is uncertain. He has a fan in his hand all the year round, and a white butterfly jade pendant is pinned to his waist.

He seemed to like to listen to Xie Qian say some nonsense, and he would be fascinated when he listened to it, and a light smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Sometimes Xie Qian will also be bored by the life here, and ask how long he is still before he is reincarnated.

At this time, the fan in the hand of the descending star river would stop shaking, and look at her with that sad expression until she was speechless.

But thanks to the help of the Descending Galaxy, she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, and she is happy every day except for boredom.

As the days passed, Xie Qian finally came to the day of reincarnation.

Finally bidding farewell to this boring life, she grinned happily and jumped excitedly, in stark contrast to the other hollow-eyed spirits.

When I walked to the bridge, I saw the spirits leading the water. She didn't have much memory and didn't know what the effect of drinking it would be.

stretched out her hand, and saw the descending star river falling in front of her eyes out of nowhere, shaking her fan and saying: "One cup of water forgets the past, two cups of water remember the past life, and three cups of water will never forget the past." Do you choose to drink or not? ”

"Huh?" Xie Qian stared at the Descending Star River suspiciously, obviously not understanding his words.

She took the raw water in her hand, and when she saw the peach blossom eyes blinking in the water, she suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

Descending Xinghe's hand was directly on the edge of Xie Qian's bowl, and said lightly: "This time I will make the decision for you, how about not drinking this bowl for the time being?" ”

"Did I drink it before?" Xie Qian realized what was going on and immediately asked.

Descending Xinghe nodded: "So do you want to remember before?" ”

This was beyond Xie Qian's expectations, she lowered her head and thought seriously for a while, then shook her head and said, "Forget it, since I chose to forget, it must not be a good memory." After speaking, he handed the bowl to the person behind him and asked again, "What am I going to?" ”

The smile on the corner of the falling galaxy's mouth slowly raised, as if unintentionally glancing behind her, and then turned sideways and said, "Humane." ”

After waiting for so long, it was not in vain, Xie Qian happily followed the guidance of the Yin soldiers and got on the boat.

The river was calm and calm, and a red moon hung in the corner of the sky not far away. The boat was already full of spirits, and the ferryman got on board and prepared to sail.

At this moment, a melodious flute sound came from the shore.

She turned her head suspiciously, and saw a man in a dark robe standing among the flowers on the other side and playing the flute. The wind lifted the corners of his clothes, and from a distance he could only see that he had a pair of beautiful fox eyes, and when he raised his eyelids slightly, it seemed that everything around him had changed color. Bamboo leaf butterflies surround him, like a beautiful painting.

This musician is pretty good-looking.

Xie Qian sighed secretly in his heart, he didn't expect the underworld to be so humane, so he specially invited a musician in order to set off the atmosphere of parting. It's just that this music is familiar, and it seems to bring back bad memories.

The boat set sail slowly, carrying the pink figure farther and farther away, and finally melted into the river of death. The sound of the flute also stopped, and Mu Chengye looked at the empty river and sighed sadly.

Descending Xinghe walked over slowly, covering the corners of his mouth with a fan, and his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the butterfly jade pendant hanging from his waist, and said helplessly: "Why do you say you, people don't know how to cherish when they are alive, and they start to pretend to be affectionate here when they die." ”

"I didn't have the ability to protect her at that time. Now that she has the ability, she will no longer be protected by me. Mu Chengye said this, lowered his head and sighed fiercely again.

His handsome face was filled with sadness, like the petals of a fallen frost, delicate and pitying. When many spirits saw him like this, they couldn't help but stop and watch him refuse to leave.

The Descending Star River thought that if he stayed any longer, the spirits of the entire underworld would rebel. He tapped his head with a fan and said, "You are all a Demon Venerable now, do you still need to abide by the rules of the Three Realms?" ”

"What do you mean?" Mu Chengye seemed to realize something.

Descending Xinghe took out the spirit hairpin from his arms and handed it over, saying, "This is something that belongs to Xie Qian, and the spirit reincarnation cannot be taken away." But you can use this to find her. ”

There is still her breath on the hairpin, as long as you look for the past, you can find her.

Mu Chengye's hands trembled, and he immediately left the underworld.

He used a trick to say her name in the dreams of the mortal couple, and from time to time he would come from Qingqiu Mountain to sneak a peek at her. He didn't want to disturb her in his life, he just wanted to guard silently.

Probably because the spirit was too special, she was taken to Qizhou City by a group of people when she was five years old. But because she was playful by nature, she was separated from the Taoist.

It was winter, and it was snowing heavily, and she fell hungry in the snow and couldn't stand up.

Her dying appearance was captured in Mu Chengye's eyes, and she couldn't help but feel distressed. Regardless of whether he had anything to do with her or not, he immediately squatted down and covered her forehead with his hands, and gently called her name.

Xie Qian was dazed, felt a burst of warmth around him, and raised his head to vaguely see a butterfly jade pendant swaying back and forth.

A fragrant smell came, and she opened her eyes with all her strength, and saw a bowl of noodles appear in front of her eyes!

She immediately got up, only to see a trail of footprints stretching out in front of her.

It seems that someone saw that she was about to starve to death and did it for her.

Xie Qian bowed to the footprints in front of him, and then devoured the noodles. She always felt as if she had tasted it somewhere.

A tear fell into the bowl with a hint of bitterness......