"Ladies and gentlemen, the source of this epidemic has been found, and I have sent a warning to the Foreign Heavenly Court, if you don't hand over Sekmet within three days, you will set foot in the temple."

In the Nine Clouds Palace, Heavenly Emperor Yuan Ling and the immortals discussed the aftermath of the epidemic.

"Your Majesty, Zhaoren Xianhui has forgiven sins immeasurably, blessed the Great Cizun and sent a disciple to send Shennong Ding, which was lent by the Demon King himself."

"Shennong Ding is the treasure of the demon world, Zhaoren Xianhui is immeasurably forgiving sins and blessings Great Mercy Zun is a little ignorant." An immortal said.

"Immortal Jun's words are wrong, Zhaoren Xianhui forgives sins immeasurably, and blesses Great Cizun, although he borrowed the treasure of my demon clan, but he also used the Yuan Shen to control the demon clan, and now her Yuan Shen is still in my demon world."

The demon king who was in the heavens couldn't listen to the yin and yang weirdness of the immortals, and directly replied.

"Su Qing has done a good job in this matter, and there are hundreds of bounty flowers." The corners of Heavenly Emperor Yuan Ling's mouth hooked, and he had reprimanded Su Xiaoxiao a lot before, but now he praised it a lot, and his heart was unpredictable, nothing more.

"Since the source has been found, all the yellow perch will be destroyed, Doumu Yuanjun will use Shennong Ding to refine the plague miasma, the medicine king Sun Simiao will develop an antidote, and the rest of the gods will bless the disaster."

For the follow-up work of this epidemic, Emperor Yuan Ling gave clear instructions.

"In addition, Murong Fu led 10,000 troops to the border of the Central and Western Heavenly Realms."

The implication is that it is time for the Heavenly Realm to expand its territory again.

"Yes, Murong Deling."

Peach Mountain, in the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, the room is full of sorrow.

But Bai Ling's eyes are a happy hall, but it is not the happy hall where Bai Ling should be.

The red silk is bright and does not show any traces of erosion over time.

The noisy gongs and drums beat down the stars, and even the moon was nowhere to be seen, and there was no brighter color in the gloomy world than the red of the house.

Everyone drank and congratulated, the master in the high hall couldn't smile, and the Xi Po standing next to him also smiled, everyone had a piercing smile on their faces, but their eyes were empty like dead people.

At first, these scenes swirled and distorted in front of Bai Ling's eyes, and the voices were mixed together in a chaotic manner, making her eardrums hurt.

"Today, this couple has a great background, and His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven personally gave them a marriage."

"Eh, have you heard, this Chu Gongzi was picked up by Cizun from the world."

"Really?"

"Who knows, I've heard it too."

Young Master Chu?

Bai Ling's consciousness was not yet clear, but her intuition told her that something was wrong.

At this moment, Bai Ling's head was forced into a lot of memories that did not belong to her, and the truth of the purpose swept away all doubts, colliding with her own memories of three hundred years, as if she wanted to forcibly occupy those positions, making her feel in a trance, as if she was in a dream, and as if she had just woken up from a dream.

She looked at the dazzling red around her, and first knew that today was the eighteenth day of the first month, but why was it the eighteenth day of the first month?

This is a day when marriage is taboo!

Then, some words were stripped out of the beep, and the words pierced into her ears.

"Purify my body, put on red makeup, rouge leaves, and roll brown sugar.

Red bunk cover, twelve beds, 800 miles, into the cave room. ”

The ballad sounded, and a team of people and horses carrying a sedan chair passed by Bai Ling, without a trace of joy.

"Master? God forbid? Green? Is that you? "Bai Ling didn't know where he was.

"Senior Sister ......"

It was Chu Tianyou's voice, he was standing in front of Bai Ling, dressed in a happy suit, smiling like a flower, and he stretched out his hand to her.

"God Bless ......"

Before Bai Ling touched Chu Tianyou, the wedding dress turned bright red, where was Chu Tianyou.

Bai Ling closed his eyes, trying to relieve the splitting headache, and when he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him turned into a pavilion.

She stood under the plane tree at the head of the bridge, and in the wind the leaves fell and looked at the man in the middle of the bridge, who had a face that seemed familiar to her.

A gentleman of words, warm as jade.

She was about to take a closer look, when in the blink of an eye, the scene changed again.

Tianlei added her body to the reality of Chu Tianyou's death in her arms that day.

"God bless!"

With an exclamation, Bai Ling finally woke up from the nightmare, and they had returned to Peach Mountain.

Chu Tianyou's body was placed in the crystal coffin of the Yanyu Pavilion by Su Xiaoxiao, and Bai Ling stayed here for three days without sleep, so he really couldn't support it, and he didn't want to be trapped by the nightmare.

"Master, the Divine Monarch is gone." Xia Yue walked in with food.

"It's better to go." Su Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, making it difficult to see her emotions.

"Master, when will that little junior brother ......" Huang Renli didn't continue, it was time for God to be buried in the ground.

After being silent for a long time, Su Xiaoxiao broke the sad atmosphere.

"I'm going to save him!" Su Xiaoxiao's tone was unquestionable, but the disciples felt that this matter was as difficult as reaching the sky, how could the dead be saved?

And when Bai Ling heard Su Xiaoxiao's words, his originally dim eyes suddenly brightened.

"Master, is it really possible?"

"Man will conquer heaven!"

In the past few days, Su Xiaoxiao has thought a lot, about the rules of heaven, about human nature, and about herself.

If it is not broken, it will not stand, and it will stand after it is broken.

"Whether you succeed or not, try your best."

Su Xiaoxiao said while thinking, how to save it?

"Heaven bless the three souls and seven spirits from the body, at the moment, you can only use the seven-star lamp to stabilize him first, and then go to the underworld to retrieve his soul."

"Seven Star Lights, out!"

Thinking like this, Su Xiaoxiao waved his right hand, and seven glass lamps appeared out of thin air beside Chu Tianyou.

"This glass lamp is my body, unlike ordinary glass lamps, the sun, moon and stars are still there, and they will not be extinguished."

Then, Su Xiaoxiao's right index finger and middle finger merged, and a burst of energy flew out, splitting into seven, and the seven glass lamps lit up instantly, and then she set an enchantment on Chu Tianyou, and then turned to Bai Ling and said.

"Bai Ling, would you like to go to the underworld with your master?"

"The disciple is willing! As long as I can save God, I can do anything. ”

Bai Ling was still grieving, but when he heard Shizun's words, he also came back to his senses, and the previous despair and pathos began to dissipate.

Looking at her firm eyes, Su Xiaoxiao was very touched.

"The others must protect the seven-star lantern, and they must wait until this seat returns."

"Master, we understand!"

As soon as they heard that there was still the possibility of resurrection with God's blessing, there was hope in the eyes of the disciples.

In any case, they will protect the seven-star lantern and wait until the master returns.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao's "irresponsible" Yun Yao Shenjun was rushing back to Canglan Mountain with two souls, time waits for no one, if the opportunity is missed, this matter will not succeed again.

Hopefully, after this is done, someone will be able to get out of their grief and regain their former glory.

On the other side of the Hades, a car of the dead stopped at the entrance of the Hades, and two men, a black and a white, got out of the car.

"It's finally time to get off work!"

The man who spoke was wearing a black tuxedo, with extremely long black hair, his face was snow-white without the light of day, holding the latest mobile phone in his hand, and beside him stood a man with white hair and white clothes with an indifferent expression.

"Bai Jue, Bai Jin, long time no see." At the entrance of the Hades, Su Xiaoxiao met the old man.

"Meet the Honored Ones." Black and white impermanence is arched, her identity is different, and she is no longer the soul crosser of Hades.

"I'm here today to find someone."

"Kindness is at your own convenience."

No superfluous pleasantries, just ordinary conversations.

A hundred years of friendship is still alienated after all.

Farewell to black and white impermanence, Su Xiaoxiao walked on the Nai He Bridge with Bai Ling, surrounded by all kinds of ghosts, chattering and talking, very noisy.

The Sansheng Stone still stands by the bridge like that, witnessing the cycle of life and death again and again, the churning Lechuan River swallows all the cause and effect in the world, and the gloomy and treacherous but green sky shrouds all life and death, right and wrong, into endless reincarnation.

"Master, you are very familiar with the Hades." Along the way, Bai Ling found that Su Xiaoxiao was very familiar with every place and everyone in the underworld.

"I used to be a transitional soul in Hades." Su Xiaoxiao looked back at Bai Ling and said the past very calmly.

"That's right." At this time, Bai Ling remembered the rumors from the outside world, and this past incident should probably not be mentioned to Shizun.

"Let's go."

He has a place of death, and a way for his soul to return. Eight hundred miles, no flowers and no leaves. The yellow sand is all over the place, stretching and flowing, hence the name: Yellow Spring.

Crossing the Nai He Bridge, there is the Yellow Spring, which is also Su Xiaoxiao's former residence, and the thatched house is still in place.

Things are people, and everything is restless, and the land is full of absurdity.

The Yellow Spring does not linger on the yellow sand, but it is stretched across the glacier, on which the lilac lotus dances.

There is Fusu in the mountains, and there is Hehua in Xi.

The crimson manzhu sawa is wrapped around the dark green thin stems of Hehua, red and purple, spread on the extreme white, and the demon is abnormal.

There is no inn on Huangquan Road, and there is nothing to be seen.

Su Xiaoxiao took his disciple Bai Ling through the vast Yellow Spring, and he was not the person they were looking for.

Although Huangquan Road stretches for a long time, there is an end to it after all, and at the end of it, a fiery red flower blooms to the extreme, and it is extremely beautiful.

Bai Ling looked at the big red flowers all over the ground in front of him, and was shocked.

This was the second time she had seen the flower.

From a distance, the fire red one after another, overwhelming, like a raging fire, seems to want to light the way forward for the ghosts on the Huangquan Road; It is like a carpet made of blood, leading people who rush to the next life and lead them to a new life.

Look carefully at each flower, they are just red silk drawn from the lonely flower path, each petal is trying its best to bloom its own brilliance, they are not accompanied by green leaves, perhaps because of this, they are extraordinarily red, and the beauty is extremely brilliant.

"This is Manju Sawa, which blooms on the other side of the Santu River that connects the three worlds of humans, underworlds, and demons can never be reached, so it is also called the other side flower.

If there is a great opportunity, its floral fragrance can awaken the memories of life. In fact, Manju Sawa was originally white at first, but it turned red because it absorbed the ghost's soul power. Moreover, it is not leafless, but the flower blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Buddhism has a saying that love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death. ”

Su Xiaoxiao said.

Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death, and I have already sealed my heart and locked my love, which does not make much sense to spend on myself.

"It's too pitiful that the flowers and leaves will never see each other."

When Bai Ling heard Shizun say this, she unconsciously felt pity for this flower, she couldn't help but look back at the sea of flowers, can it evoke the memory of her previous life? I don't know what my previous life was like, will it still be a white fox?

Walking through this Huangquan Road, a blood-yellow river stretches in front of it, stretching into the distance. It is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts that cannot be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, and the fishy wind blows on the face.

There is a bridge on the river, and by the bridge is Meng Po Wuhua there, carrying bowls and bowls of decoction to the ghosts passing by.

"Sister Wuhua." Su Xiaoxiao had a decent smile on her face.

"It's small." Meng Po Wuhua raised her head, and her tone revealed Gu Bo's unfazed exhaustion, as if everything in the world was just a handful of soup in her bowl.

Look closely, a pair of water eyes delicately outlined half of the begonia flower, like the green silk of the waterfall, loosely tied up with a silver hairpin.

"I'm looking for someone."

"The boat is there."

"Okay."