Like the air lost from a plastic bag full of holes, the strength quickly disappeared from every cell of the body, the last ray of light in front of him was replaced by endless darkness, and the sinister smile that lingered in his ears was completely inaudible. A breeze lifted up, and the only soul that existed in the corpse was stripped and thrown into the air.

When the soul was chaotic in the sky, two huge figures about ten feet tall quietly emerged.

The figure on the left is dressed in white and has the head of a cow. The figure on the right is wrapped in a black shirt and has the face of a horse. If this soul saw these two before he was alive, he would definitely be frightened, but at this time, maybe because he had just broken off the last breath of yang energy, he had not completely recovered from death, and he actually looked at the bull head and horse face with a flat look and put on a soul locking chain for himself, and then numbly followed these two tall figures to a higher place.

In a moment, the bull head and horse face suddenly stopped his figure, and his hands quickly formed a mysterious handprint in front of him, and the handprints flew up, and a trace of black gas seeped out from the fingers of these two. The black gas became heavier and heavier, and after a while, it gathered into a large mass, as black as ink, and all the colors in the world seemed to be swallowed by this black gas, even the sunlight shining on it was no exception.

"Get in. ”

The bull head twisted his huge body and commanded the soul that was locked in soul chains. The sound is like the dry leaves of autumn rubbing against the dry and cracked ground for a long time, and the salsa does not contain a trace of the smell of fireworks in the world.

The soul nodded numbly, and in the sound of the rattling soul locking chain, he obediently floated into the mist formed by the black qi. The bull head and the horse looked at each other, nodded and then made a move with their big hands at the same time, the black qi dissipated, and the soul that had not entered it had disappeared, and then the bull head and horse face also disappeared here, to receive, or to teleport the next undead who had just died.

Besides, that soul, the moment it stepped into the black gas, it immediately swirled, and there seemed to be a powerful suction force in the depths of the black qi pulling hard, and this light and fluttering soul was like a leaf in the turbulent whirlpool of the sea, allowing his body to be pulled into the deepest part of the unknown.

I don't know how long it took, but when this soul woke up again, it was already lying on a bluestone paved road. His head was still a little dizzy, he stood up dangerously, as if he had regained consciousness, and sighed, "Fortunately, I'm dead, just a fluttering soul, otherwise the ferocious rotation just now would really throw my heart, lungs, spleen, liver or something out of my mouth......"

The soul grinned, revealing a smile that was particularly incompatible with the bleak scenery here. Although the previous crazy spinning teleportation still made him feel a little dizzy, it also woke him up from the numbness of the first soul, so there was an open-minded temperament between these words.

Sa ――

A yin wind blew, and the soul seemed to be blown by a warm spring breeze, stretching a lazy waist comfortably, and taking advantage of the situation at this time.

The bluestone road where I am located is very spacious, I can't see the curbs on both sides, and there is nothing at all, so I can only describe it as empty, cold, and dead. And in front of him more than ten meters of position, is a more than 100 meters high and wide without seeing both sides of the city gate, the city gate is half-hidden, carved with all kinds of faces, there are joy, some sorrow, some pain, some hate, and some of the teeth and eyes are particularly hideous...... From time to time, a stream of yin qi floated out from the half-hidden city gate, and the previous yin wind blew out of it. Above the city gate, a large plaque with a glowing light reflected three large characters on the cold bluestone pavement:

Death!

These three words are pressed here like an invisible mountain, and when you don't see it, it's okay, but after seeing it, it's like being pressed by a mountain, and this soul immediately doesn't dare to look around, and there is some panic in the restraint.

And in this trance, several more souls slowly appeared here, they still retained the different dresses of their lives, some wore battle helmets and iron armor, some had short hair, wore black and white shirts, and shiny shoes, and some had big heads, and their short bodies were wrapped in a layer of clothing of unknown materials...... After they appeared, they did not stop, and floated straight into the hidden gate of the ghost gate.

"These must be the undead from all over the world......"

After a cursory glance, this soul didn't stop here, and Shi Shiran floated into the ghost gate in front of him.

The scene inside the door made the soul shine, no longer the bluestone ground just now, in front of him was a path that seemed to be paved with white silk, the path was not wide, only about one meter, but it was a meter wide path that no one dared to cross the forbidden line planted on the left and right sides: the left side of the path was full of flowers, and there was not a single leaf on the flower. The right side of the path is full of leaves, but not a single flower has bloomed! The lonely flower and the lonely leaf grow across the road, and there is an indescribable desolation and sadness.

"The flowers and leaves are not seen, and the mutual thoughts and cherishes each other will never be lost, this is the rumored flower on the other side! Yes, then this trail must be the legendary Huangquan Road full of flowers on the other side and leading to the Yama Temple!"

The soul suddenly, looking back at the previous gate of the ghost gate, the entrance of the city has disappeared, and those souls who floated in with themselves are nowhere to be found, thinking that everyone has their own Huangquan Road, thinking of this, I am relieved again.

This seemingly white silk path, that is, Huangquan Road, winds and turns, and there is no end in sight. The soul no longer hesitated, and took the first step, and immediately the scene of a child croaking to the ground came to his mind, and he took the second step, and the child learned to crawl on the ground, and in the third step the child grew up...... The soul knew that the child in its mind was itself, and by the time the one hundred and eighteenth step had been reached, the child had grown into a young man, and that was the day his home was washed in blood. Then went on, the departure of relatives, the parting of friends, because he put forward the theory of the unification of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, he was judged as a nondescript fanatic and finally besieged on the top of Qingluan Mountain......

"Whew-"

The soul breathed out a heavy breath, but I didn't expect that when I walked on the Huangquan Road, I witnessed everything in my life, and I couldn't help sighing a few times, and then I looked up, but I was stunned again, because after witnessing the previous life, I unknowingly walked to the end of the Huangquan Road.

At the end of Huangquan Road, there is a three-story stone bridge silently, and under the stone bridge is a rushing river, and a terrible and desperate cry suddenly comes out of the river, which is best described in four words, that is, the ghost cries wolf.

"Lethe River. ”

The soul glimpses the stone monument in front of the river, which reads "Lethe River".

"Since this is the Lethe River, then this bridge ...... Could it be the legendary Nai Ho Bridge? I just don't know why the Nai Ho Bridge has three tiers. ”

The soul thought, and before this thought fell, he saw an additional figure under the bridge.

He was burly, with a hideous face, a black gauze on his head, a rhino horn around his waist, and a one-foot three-foot judge's pen in his hand, beckoning to the soul, and the soul unconsciously floated over.

"Lin Luo. ”

The judge shouted.

His voice was very soft, which was very inconsistent with his fierce face and huge size.

"Yes. ”

The soul replied.

"This is a bridge with three levels. Before he was born, the benevolent went to the top. Those who are both good and evil go to the middle level. Those who are full of evil go down to the lower level. Previously, the past has been reviewed on the Huangquan Road, you choose the bridge layer you should take, if it is different from the record on the judge's book, you will fall into the Lechuan River, and you will be tortured for thousands of years and cannot be reincarnated. ”

The judge's voice was still soft, but it was so startled that the soul called Lin Luo couldn't help but tremble, presumably the terrible ghost crying wolf howl he heard earlier was the soul that chose the wrong bridge layer! Standing in front of the bridge and thinking for a long time, the judge did not urge, obviously he had seen a lot of this kind of thinking about reincarnation.

Until the soul raises its head again,

"Although I was called a madman in my life, I don't think I have done anything out of the ordinary, although I have blood on my hands, but those are all people who should be killed, although I Lin Luo is not righteous, but I am not sorry for anyone!

After that, he lifted his feet and stepped on the top stone steps.

"A thought sets the ups and downs, and thinks about it. ”

The judge glanced at Lin Luo in surprise and said softly.

For many years, no undead dared to step on the top of the ladder, because few people have achieved these four words with a clear conscience.

"Walk, walk!"

Lin Luo smiled freely, turned around and bowed to the judge, strode the meteor, and stepped onto the Nai He Bridge.

http://www.qidian.com

Starting Point Chinese www.qidian.com welcome book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest and most popular serialized works are all original at Starting Point!