591 Death, Land of the Dead

Chapter 591 is in total darkness. Huo Ling felt that he was like a flat boat, drifting with the water, and gradually, Huo Ling felt that his body was sinking towards the boundless darkness below, sinking, as if wrapped in silt, making Huo Ling feel powerful.

The heavy body kept falling, making Huo Ling feel tired, and at this time, a bright light came, and then, Huo Ling found that he was already on a plain.

I saw that the plain where Huo Ling was endless, and the only main color of the plain was the deep gray, whether it was the barren land where there was no grass or the sky covered by dark clouds, the lifeless plain was full of an oppressive dead silence, and the gloomy sky gave people an unbearable depression.

Dragging his heavy steps, Huo Ling walked aimlessly towards the front, and he didn't know how long he walked, Huo Ling saw that there were a large number of figures in front of him, and he quickened his pace and walked to the figure, Huo Ling found that these people were all pale and were lining up.

"Excuse me, what kind of place is this?" Looking at a woman with a pale face in front of him, Huo Ling asked the woman, only to see that the woman's eyes were blank and she looked lifeless.

After hearing Huo Ling's words, the woman turned her head and said, "Line up, only by lining up can you move forward......

Looking at the woman who remained silent after saying a word, Huo Ling asked others a little inexplicably, but the answer he got was the same, he asked Huo Ling to line up, and seeing that the end of the line was not far away, Huo Ling thought for a while, and still walked to the end of the line and lined up.

Time gradually passed, and there were people with pale faces who joined the queue, and these people did not have any anger in their eyes, they looked sluggish, and they would not answer even if they asked, but just walked forward indifferently.

I don't know how long it took, finally, it was Huo Ling's turn, I saw that in front of Huo Ling's eyes, the original boundless plain disappeared, as if entering another space, in front, a rushing river flowing with yellow turbid river water appeared in front of Huo Ling's eyes, and in front, an arch bridge across the river looked antique, there was a building sign on the bridge, and the words 'Nai He Bridge' were written on it.

And on the side of the bridge, a huge stone is engraved with three blood-colored characters of Sansheng Stone, and every person with a pale face will be led by a man in black to touch this stone before crossing the bridge, and after these people touch the stone, they will step on the bridge and walk towards the other side of the bridge.

"Here...... What is the place?Sansheng Stone?Nai He Bridge?Why did I come here?" Looking at this strange scene in front of him, Huo Ling said in surprise, and at this time, a man in black came to Huo Ling's side and said: "The fate of this life is over, I have touched the Sansheng Stone, and I have done everything in this life, that is, I have crossed the Nai He Bridge." ”

"I don't know what kind of place this is, and I won't touch any Sansheng Stone, here, what kind of place is it, why am I here?" Looking at the man in black coldly, Huo Ling said At the same time, his body was also full of vitality.

"This is the realm of the Yellow Spring, where after a person dies, the soul will be judged by Yama and enter the six realms of reincarnation. An emotionless voice sounded, and the man in black said to Huo Ling.

"Huang Quan? do you mean that I ...... Already dead?"

"Only the dead can step into the realm of Yellow Springs. The voice was still indifferent, and the man in black continued to say to Huo Ling: "Lost soul, touch the Sansheng Stone, walk across the Nai He Bridge, and stand on the lookout platform, and your sins will be cleansed." ”

"Pretending to be a ghost!!" The ice sword shot out, penetrating the man in black in an instant, but the ice sword passed directly through the man in black, and it couldn't hurt the man in black for half a point, and as soon as the man in black's hand slowly clenched, Huo Ling felt that he was restrained by a powerful force.

"It's ...... What's going on?" In his heart, Huo Ling's body involuntarily followed the instructions of the man in black and walked in front of the Sansheng Stone, and then, Huo Ling's hand gently pressed on the Sansheng Stone.

Scenes of strange images kept passing through Huo Ling's mind, and the lives of the three people were presented in Huo Ling's mind as if they were playing at high speed, and one of them was Huo Ling himself, and Huo Ling's own image came to an abrupt end when he passed through the ice crystal passage and lay down in the strange hall.

"I ...... Am I really dead? No, I can't die yet! I can't!" The last moment he saw the image, he was lying on the ground covered in blood, Huo Ling was stunned for a moment, and at this time, the man in black said: "I have no fate in this life, so why force it?"

After the man in black finished speaking, Huo Ling found that his body was leaving the Sansheng Stone and walking towards the Nai He Bridge, and the water of the Lechuan River was surging and flowing, just like a human memory, with the continuous flow of time, walking on the Nai He Bridge, Huo Ling gradually felt that his mind became confused, and his hands and feet became heavier and heavier.

The bridge is not long, but Huo Ling is walking unusually slowly, when Huo Ling walked across the bridge, a pair of eyes that were originally full of vigor have become dim, and then, Huo Ling took heavy steps and walked on an earthen platform, and below the earthen platform is a stone tablet engraved with the words "Wangxiangtai".

Looking back at the other side of the surging river, Huo Ling felt a burst of confusion, and his expression showed a painful look from time to time, at this time, an old woman with a kind face and a cane. He came to Huo Ling with the bowl, handed the bowl in his hand with a smile, and said, "It's painful, isn't it? ”

The Meng Po soup exuded a temptation that people couldn't refuse, and people couldn't help but drink it, and involuntarily, Huo Ling took the soup bowl of Meng Po soup, and at this time, Huo Ling, who had been stunned, suddenly had a look of struggle on his face.

"What's the matter? Drink it quickly, as soon as you drink Meng Po soup, every qiē pain will pass away with the wind, and you will have nothing to do with this world again, and you will be able to be liberated from pain. Seeing the struggling look on Huo Ling's face, Meng Po said to Huo Ling.

"No...... Right...... I'm ...... now Can't die...... I want to see him......" The hand holding Meng Po soup kept trembling, and the slightest yellow and turbid soup continued to overflow, Huo Ling said to Meng Po in a trembling voice.

"Why can't you die? Who are you going to see? Why are you so insistent?" Still smiling kindly, Meng Po continued to ask.

"Yes, who am I going to see?" Looking into the distance blankly, Huo Ling suddenly muttered to himself, but soon, Huo Ling began to tremble again, and the trembling became more and more severe, and with a 'ping', the bowl in Huo Ling's hand fell to the ground, and all the soup spilled out.

"I want to go back, I want to go back to see him! So now I can't forget it, let alone die!" The fierce, dull eyes became clear again, and a strange translucent light burst out from the rushing Lechuan River and returned to Huo Ling's body, and in an instant, Huo Ling remembered a qiē, and his eyes became firm.

"The water of Lethe River can wash away sins, but it can't wash away care, and you have never forgotten your feelings, how do you know that there is love? Little girl, move forward to this front, in the depths of the bitter sea, at the top of the Sword Mountain, find your own way, since the Yellow Spring is not your final destination, then you can leave this place with your own feet, and this is also a hint that the old woman can give you. ”

"Thank you, old woman. After hearing Meng Po's words, Huo Ling said to Meng Po, and looking at Huo Ling, Meng Po smiled and said: "Let's go, little girl, the old woman will cheer you on, you can accept this, when you are in trouble, drink it, it will allow you to get through the difficulties." With that, Meng Po handed over the three small wine jars to Huo Ling's hands.

After taking the wine jar, Huo Ling nodded to Meng Po again, then ran in the direction that Meng Po pointed to, looking at Huo Ling's back, Meng Po showed a kind smile.

"I hope you succeed, little girl. ”