Sun.

"Look at this head, it's as red as a tomato, how deep and hateful this must be."

On August 17, the first rays of morning light shone through the branches on the ground of Hongfu......

But this is not Hongfu, lonely and desolate, a few crooked low hedges surround a small broken yard, a few half-dead trees are randomly inserted on the ground, a small thatched hut is supported crookedly in the center of the courtyard, there is a large stone mill in front, usually few people are willing to touch, but now there is a circle of people, old and young, chirping, as if watching something novel.

Hong Tang didn't know that her head was actually placed on a dilapidated stone mill and was judged by everyone.

"You know, when I went to save this tomato, wow, the whole yard was dressed in black, and those who didn't know thought I was from the same clan as them! This tomato was dressed beautifully, but the person opposite didn't appreciate it, and pulled out a knife...... "The man in black turned his hand, made a ruthless action, and shouted loudly: "Brush!" ”

The people around him exclaimed, and some even covered their eyes, all of them were frightened by him.

"It's so miserable, we're still ...... at least corpses"

"It's good that I'm just a little dryad......"

"She's also quite strong, how can she still have a head to live."

……

In dreams.

"Next year, our Tang'er will become a big girl, and at this time, it is time to marry King Yu!" Jiang patted Hong Tang's head, it was her birthday, the begonia flowers bloomed in clusters, but she was like a tame rabbit at this time, and replied shyly, that King Yu was her fiancé.

It's her childhood sweetheart.

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

Guixiang faintly, on August 15, Hong Xing actually brought a pot of wine, this time she didn't train her to wander the rivers and lakes and made a lot of friends with wine and meat, nor did she train her to read some unpopular novels, but poured her a glass of wine, which was a delicious osmanthus brew.

August 16 is ...... The sky was so black that it dripped, the black stars that were blind, the old laurel leaves that were green, and the crimson under the blood moon.

Father is dead, mother is dead!

Underworld.

Lethe River, Nai He Bridge, Huangquan Road, Flower on the other side.

The two banks covered with red flowers on the other side are dotted with dim green light, and a dead long stone bridge connects the two banks. There is a large soup pot at the end of the bridge, and the slightly purple fresh soup in the pot is boiling non-stop, full of aroma, and irresistible. After drinking this bowl of soup and walking across the Nai Ho Bridge, it was the next one.

Although it is written in the book of Zhiyi, how beautiful the underworld is, how delicious the Meng Po soup is, and how handsome the ghost is, so that Hong Tang once had a wrong brain and wanted to find a way to go out of the body to the underworld, so he also fell seriously ill and wasted about thousands of gold to find a Legalist stranger.

But now that Meng Po is in front of her, she doesn't want to take a walk on the bridge.

After all, the blood feud can make her head clearer.

Although she is a novice, someone told her:

"Blood debt must be paid in blood!"

Hong Tang has been standing in front of the soup pot for a quarter of an hour now, although she has been thinking about this question since the queue - how to escape?

On both sides of the long line stood a series of ghosts, with green faces and fangs, it can be seen that those Fengyue words are all deceitful and scary, and the only thing that can be seen is black and white impermanence, although the white impermanence tongue is stuck out for a long time......

Breaking out of the encirclement?

She looked at the ghosts on the left and right, staring at the team with fierce eyes, the swords, guns and axes in their hands were eager to try. Black and white impermanence doesn't seem to be a good kind of thing.

And their own three-legged cat kung fu......

This time for thinking unconsciously lined up next to Meng Po.

At this quarter of an hour, Meng Po did not change a line:

"Girl, drink this bowl of soup, take a walk, don't look back on the bridge, forget about this life." Meng Po, who was smiling kindly but lifeless in front of her, filled a bowl of fresh soup and handed it to the tip of her nose.

Hong Tang caught the bowl, but didn't drink it, just looked at the bottom of the bowl.

Hong Tang suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his eyes and said, "You say, can the soul body pass through the soul body?" ”

The crowd behind began to stir.

"Hey, what, it's been a stupid question for so long......"

"That is, don't you rush to reincarnate?"

"Hurry up! We're waiting to be reincarnated! How long has it been in line! ”

……

Meng Po's eyes were a little less dead, her expression became a little more strange, and she said softly and threateningly: "Drink soup." Zhuan smiled and said: "The secluded capital is a bit big, you can't escape." ”

"Why can't you escape?"

Hong Tang also smiled at her, threw the bowl and turned around and ran.

Sure enough, the soul body can also pass through the soul body.

Even if the ghost can touch the mixed body, it is difficult to take Hong Tang's fourteen-year-old petite body and has no choice but to clamp the soul bodies of various big men in the back. It caused a commotion.

Go back the way you came!

How many ghosts are chasing behind her, no matter how tortuous the yin and yang road is, she is as familiar with the road as a veteran, it is also strange, she died for the first time today.

The road has come to an end, and there is a big mountain in front of you!

"Eh, little ancestor, don't run anymore, there's no road ahead!" Bai Wuchang, who had caught up all the way, stuck out his long tongue and gasped, "The time to cross the river is limited, be careful that the ashes are gone." After saying that, it was like she pounced.

Miss Ben is really unlucky, and she has to explain what bad things she didn't do here today.

Fight!

Hong Tang rushed towards the mountain desperately.

Wait, light? How can there be light?

Did you escape?

Finally alive!

Hong Tang woke up suddenly, his eyes were white, and the light in the sun was really dazzling, and he blinked for a while.

"Is she broken, why do you blink so many eyes?" A childish child's voice came.

This was followed by a middle-aged woman's voice: "Shhh, don't talk nonsense, be careful that Sister Tomato eats you." As soon as he finished speaking, the child's voice began to whimper.

Fang Hongtang ran for a long time, and now there is a child crying, so he is naturally annoyed by the noise, and he can't help but say angrily: "Don't cry, it's annoying!" Whoever wants to eat you, I help you beat him and become no! ”

The child began to cry even more fiercely.

Hong Tang finally saw the people around him clearly.

The crying child was crumpled all over, without a single hair on his body, his face was stiff and purple, his eyes widened, his mouth was wide, and he cried without shedding a single tear, not so much crying as howling.

The woman who was holding him on the shoulders to comfort him was wearing a tattered linen cloth skirt, her abdomen was high and bulging, she looked like a pregnant woman with Liujia, a wooden hairpin on her head, auspicious cloud ornamentation, not luxurious but good carving, her eyes were bulging, her nostrils were slightly open, and then there was a mouth with a long tongue, which looked bitter.

The rest, there are those with abdominal distension and edema, some with rotten bodies, some with half of their necks broken, and some with green fangs......

Is this still in Hades?

The only normal thing was the man standing directly across from her.

The costume is the best in comparison, a black robe, with a gold neckline, gold cuffs, and a gold embroidered hem with gold ornaments, and a few exaggerated large jade stones placed between the belts.

"Tomatoes have worm eyes?"

Tomato? Where are tomatoes? Long worm eyes?

Hong Tang was inexplicable.

The big crow in front of her seemed to see through her doubts, lowered his half-baked and somewhat childish face to her, and said softly:

"You."

I? The red begonia is even more inexplicable.

Even if Hong Tang is not as white as snow, it is not red?

"What are you? You don't have eyes! Hong Tang said a little angrily.

"Tsk, aren't tomatoes delicious, why should you get along with them, and besides, are you so ugly, do you deserve tomatoes?" The man in black narrowed his eyes and teased.

As soon as he finished speaking, the tomato grew on the crow man's face.

Hong Tang's purple mouth bit the man's nose tightly!

Damn, did it fail to resurrect the soul? There's only a head left.

The surroundings suddenly became lively, the wrinkled child cried again and nowhere, the woman with the beautiful wooden hairpin also squatted down to comfort him, and the green-faced fangs and others were blindly coaxing beside him.

"I'll rub!" The big crow screamed in pain, and it looked like that, and frantically hit the big red ball stuck to its nose with one hand.

"Alright." A cold male voice floated from behind Hong Tang's head, and then, two cold fingers pinched her temples, and she was dizzy, and she was easily taken off like this.

In a blink of an eye, a pair of calm and slightly sad eyes were met, and then the owner of these eyes smiled lightly.

"Hello, my name is Xue Daoping."

Under the gray sky, there seems to be a surge in the heart.