At the beginning of chaos, there was heaven and earth. The sky is the fairy world, and the earth is the world. And the underworld is actually not an independent existence, and his relationship with the world is too close. Or it can be said that the underworld is an accessory product of the human world.

But because the ghost monarchs and ghosts of the underworld have many similarities with the immortals in the fairy world, such as immortality, such as being able to use the aura of heaven and earth for their own use, they are also considered to be ghost immortals.

The ghosts of the underworld, some of them existed at the beginning of the heaven and earth, such as Wen Zhongjun, and the other part was the outstanding people who stayed in the world, such as Shen Qiyu.

The soul of a person comes from the underworld, and is sent to the human world, and then recycled in the human world and the underworld, that is, reincarnation and death. The duty of the ghosts of the underworld is to maintain the order of life and death of people in the human world—to conform to the way of heaven.

Some people believe in gods and ghosts, and some people don't. Therefore, the world does not know that in addition to the human world, there are also the fairy world and the underworld, let alone what the way of heaven is. However, the fairy world and the underworld stand in an all-knowing state, and in addition to knowing each other's existence, they also understand what the way of heaven is. Therefore, although it can gather the aura of heaven and earth, it will not, or dare not interfere with the operation of the world. or go their own way, or conscientiously keep their own duties, and they all live easily and confused.

Shen Qiyu thought that he could be regarded as a long-term insight. There is still some pride in my heart, and I am not the same as the people who come and go in life and death.

Wen Zhongjun on the other end really couldn't remember what he just said, so he said casually, "Do you remember how you came to the underworld?"

Shen Qiyu shook his head, his memory seemed to have come from entering the so-called ghost gate.

"Impermanence seduces people's souls, and brings them to the ghost gate to the ghost messenger - this is what you will do in the future. Speaking of "hooking the soul", Wen Zhongjun threw the fan on his hand, connected it with what he was just saying, and then gushed endlessly: "People feel that death is a terrible thing, so they are reluctant to leave their bodies, and you just want to urge them." But in fact, as soon as impermanence arrives, the soul will automatically leave the body, and you basically don't need to do anything. It's probably because you're so fierce hahaha...... This is also why you two generals were chosen to be impermanent, there are countless souls of your subordinates on the battlefield, and the killing spirit is extremely heavy, so the soul is already very oppressive, and it is a good seedling to be impermanence. ”

Wen Zhongjun knocked on the table for a while, thoughtfully: "But on the other hand, this seems to be the arrangement of the Heavenly Dao, it is reasonable to kill people in life and work for the world after death." In fact, it's good in the world or the underworld, don't feel any discomfort. ”

Shen Qiyu didn't think about it that much, he just knew that that person was coming, immortal, and could be with him, which was a great temptation for him. Or, with extraordinary abilities, to do something that was previously powerless - of course, he doesn't know yet, it's not allowed.

He smiled at Wen Zhongjun: "Thank you Wen Zhongjun." I don't know if Wen Zhongjun can ......"

A voice interrupted Shen Qiyu's words.

"Wen Zhong, who's coming? ”

Shen Qiyu looked around, but didn't see a figure, could this be some kind of telecommunication magic technique?

Facing Shen Qiyu's puzzled gaze, Wen Zhongjun explained: "This stone under our seat is already a spiritual wisdom. I called him Fang Mo. Then he said: "This is General Shen Qiyu Shen, new impermanence." ”

The voice said, "General Shen, look up for a long time." Like the voice just now, there were no waves, and I didn't hear where "Jiuyang" was going at all.

Shen Qiyu knew that he was not sitting on a dead thing, and he suddenly became at a loss, and replied in a panic: "Brother Fang Mo is polite. ”

There was no response.

Shen Qiyu turned his gaze to Wen Zhongjun and asked what was going on.

"I guess I've slept again, and he's been sleeping a lot lately, and he's only awake for an instant. It's okay, let's ignore him and sit in peace. ”

But Shen Qiyu no longer knew whether to stand or sit, he had been in a high position for a long time, and he had long forgotten what humility was. As soon as I arrived in the underworld, I found that I was not a great person, and I was already very restrained, but now I was even more at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Wen Zhongjun is a talker.

"What did you just want to ask?"

"Fang Chongxuanjun said those books, I don't know if Wen Zhongjun can take me over to find them. I'm always bothering you, and I don't want to go. ”

Seeing that he was leaving, Wen Zhongjun stood up and said very seriously, "When did I say trouble," a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "I am really idle on this errand, and I haven't spoken to anyone for a long time." The book is not in a hurry, it is still a long time, take your time. You can rest here with me, and I can take you to see the underworld later. ”

"That's fine. "Now that you've decided to stay, let's get to know each other and be fully prepared.

"But when it comes to the Library Pavilion, the Library Pavilion is managed by the Book Industry Jun, and most of the books in the collection are books about the rules and cultivation of the underworld, you can take advantage of your leisure time to take a look, but when you officially do your homework, it is estimated that you will be very busy, impermanence is like this, running around and tiring. There are also some books on the human world, and some of them make sense. Most of them were brought back by black and white impermanence. Oh, it's the impermanence that was already there. That's the good thing for you, the world is so prosperous that you don't have to be confined to this place day in and day out. You see the ghost is poor, going back and forth between the ghost gate and the door of the afterlife, every year. Those souls are gone, and there is no one to relieve their boredom on the road, and I am really worried about what will happen if they become stupid too. It's not easy to meet a conscious person, and it's not a good stubble. Alas!"

It sounds like what I've gained is really a beauty difference.

Shen Qiyu felt that this Wen Zhongjun was really interesting, although he couldn't tell how old he was, he was definitely much older than Shen Qiyu, but he was as innocent and energetic as a teenager, Shen Qiyu tried to get back the feeling he had when he was a teenager.

Wen Zhongjun asked again: "Does impermanence often read books in the world?"

He said, "When I was on earth, I didn't ...... I often read books and practice swords, and then I have my own responsibilities, and I don't have much free time, and reading is not pleasant. ”

Wen Zhongjun asked squeezedly: "Then have you ever read "Spring Troubles" before? This is really a book of enlightenment!"

Hearing this name, Shen Qiyu only thought it was a popular folk drama or something, but he didn't expect it to be a book that enlightened people, which made Shen Qiyu a little surprised.

Seeing Shen Qiyu shaking his head, Wen Zhongjun was a little disappointed: "Alas, over the years, I haven't been able to find anyone who has read it. Such an interesting book, alas......"

Shen Qiyu suddenly felt that his knowledge was narrow, so he humbly asked: "Can Wen Zhongjun tell me?"

Sure enough, Wen Zhongjun was interested: "This "Spring Annoyance" is a playbook, about the scholar Wang Sheng and the daughter Gu Yingying......"

Sure enough, it is still a popular folk script.

Where is this wisdom?

Shen Qiyu originally listened casually, and it was estimated that only half of the three sentences went into his ears, but what Wen Zhongjun said was really fascinating, and Shen Qiyu had hardly read this kind of book before. Therefore, later, Shen Qiyu heard the fun, listened very seriously, and was almost moved to tears.

In the end, Wen Zhongjun stroked his palms and sighed: "This love is long, it can't be broken!" Seeing that Shen Qiyu also had a feeling of regret on his face, Wen Zhongjun was probably quite proud.

Ghosts are not bound by physical bodies and are not burdened by hunger and thirst, so after talking for so long, Wen Zhongjun still looks a hundred times more energetic.

Shen Qiyu had a guess, could this be "love", so he asked: "Don't the people of the underworld have emotions?"

Wen Zhongjun didn't even think: "No. Look at me, haha. Whether it is a fairy, a human, or a ghost, it is the same in terms of emotions. It's just that, alas, people like us who were born as ghosts have no parents or sisters. The underworld is full of gentlemen, just a Meng Po, who buries her face in her cloak all day long...... To be honest, I started this wisdom early. The books of the underworld are either about the Tao, or about the Fa, listening to some stories of the world, reading some books of the world, and opening your eyes!"

Wen Zhongjun asked again: "Then do you want to tell me your story?" ”

Shen Qiyu was stunned for a moment, and smiled awkwardly, afraid that saying it would enlighten him again. said: "Nothing special, nothing more than love and hatred." ”

Seeing that he was reluctant to speak, Wen Zhongjun asked again: "Then do you recognize your partner, another impermanence, Shen Zeyun." ”

Shen Qiyu always felt that he knew something.

It's more than awareness.

Wild meadows, bright moonlit nights. How many juvenile things, lost in the dust.

In the thirteenth year of Liping, five provinces, including the north of Liguo, Dengzhou and Liuzhou, suffered natural disasters one after another, starving all over the wilderness, and the people were struggling to make a living.

This is the third year of drought in Baiyang County.

Baiyang County, in the southernmost part of Dengzhou, is a small county, full of peasants, and for dozens of generations, there is not a single family that can be found "rich".

The relief grain of the imperial court is pitifully small in the face of the peasants in this whole county, and in this year, few families can still hold on.

A new day is no different from yesterday. The sun hung in the sky, scorching the earth mercilessly, and the old trees were still struggling to support them, desperately leaving a shade for people.

Groups of people gathered under the tree, chattering about something. I don't know what I said, but the sound under the tree became louder and louder, and even the noisy cicada chirping was overshadowed.

Nine-year-old Shen Qiyu took his father's hand and squeezed under the tree to enjoy the shade, listening to the increasingly heated discussion.

"If you don't move, if you don't move, you will wait to die, and you will starve to death!"

"We have lived in Baiyang for generations, and we will not move if we starve to death, and I will see my ancestors when I die. ”

"The court won't leave us alone, or we will wait a little longer, hold on for a while, maybe when the rain will fall. ”

"Go out, where to go? The whole Dengzhou is like this. ”

The man who advocated going out said: "Go to the imperial city, there is no drought in the imperial city, and the people who live there are nobles, even if we go to beg, we will not die of hunger." Or, maybe let's go to the southern country of Jiangguo, it's not far away. ”

Another person chimed in: "We rely on the sky to eat, but God refuses to pity us...... Get out, there's still a glimmer of life. ”

Then the man said, "It doesn't matter if I'm dead, but I don't want my wife and children!"

There was a choking sound.

Shen Qiyu's father touched Shen Qiyu's head and said to the crowd, "Let's go, maybe you can really meet luck outside." ”

Shen Qiyu hid in the shade of a tree, pinching a dry yellow leaf in his hand, his gaze snaking along the cracks on the ground. But soon, he realized that this was not fun at all, and the crack caused a panic, so he withdrew his gaze, and his eyes wandered around, but he didn't find anything interesting in the end.

People are constantly leaving, either angry or urgent.

Shen Qiyu stood for so long, and felt bored, so he shook his father's arm and asked, "Dad, let's go back too?"

"Well, let's go. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

Under the scorching sun, the father and son finally returned home, but the scene in front of them was far more shocking than the shattered land.

"Mother, mother, mother......"

The father hugged the skinny paper mother hanging from the beam of the house, but Shen Qiyu could no longer wake up his mother with a crying and heartbreaking voice that broke his parents' hearts.

I don't know how long it took, the father and son lay on the ground, only knowing that this dilapidated home has lost a corner forever.

Before nightfall, my mother had been buried, and no one knew about it, and no one came to send it. That deserted grave in the wilderness is the last home of man. There were no sacrifices in front of the humble tombstones, and there was not enough food to eat during life, and there was still hunger after death.

The moonlight was bright, Shen Qiyu looked up at the full moon in the sky, and remembered that today seemed to be May 15.

There were already some people waiting in the village, and Shen Qiyu's father had decided to take his wife and children out to find a way to live, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

He carried the little food left in the house, and there were not many copper plates in his bag, although these people were still clean. But the face is yellow and thin, dragging the family with the mouth, and living out is the standard for escaping the famine.

This group of people is going in the direction of the imperial city of Lidu, some are discussing going to Jiangguo, and some are preparing to go east and go to other states to have a look.

Don't stay here wherever you go.

After waiting for a while, someone said: "Let's go, let's go, at this point, I don't plan to leave yet, let's go first." Take advantage of the cool night to hurry. ”

My father instructed Shen Qiyu: "You must tighten me and follow me, but you must not get lost." ”

Shen Qiyu's eyes were still a little red, and he let out a thick nasal "um".

The moonlight was bright, and the road ahead was clear. Shen Qiyu was in the crowd, turned his head to look at the boundless wilderness drowning in darkness, with some fear and apprehension in his heart, and only followed the footsteps of the people in front of him, step by step towards the unknown depth.

Along the way, someone died, someone got separated, someone stayed somewhere, someone chose another path.

Perhaps it was the desolate and arid scene along the way that was too touching and disappointing, and by the time we reached the outskirts of the imperial city, there were not many people left in Baiyang County.

But there were no less homeless people near the Imperial City.

Although Lidu also suffered from drought, it was much better than Dengzhou.

This night, the father and son rested under a tree, Shen Qiyu held a handful of leaves, and a little green juice oozed from his mouth - this was already a sweet delicacy.

After nearly a month of traveling, I finally got closer and closer to my destination. Along the way, they have eaten tree bark, insects, and rice porridge and steamed buns in some wealthy places, but there are more and more displaced people, as if there is no long-term solution anywhere.

Shen Qiyu had forgotten why he came to this place, but he followed his father and ran to this place that could bring life to people without hesitation.

It was night, and the night breeze carried a cool breeze through these poor people under the trees, as if nature wanted to give them a little cool comfort.

Most of them were asleep, and even snoring wafted out of their dreams.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, like the roar of thousands of horses, and the earth trembled.

Shen Qiyu's father woke up and looked vigilantly towards the source of the sound. People say that there are many bandits in troubled times, in this era of famine, is there anything to rob a group of homeless people at the foot of the imperial city?

The sound of horses' hooves grew louder and clearer. It sounded like there were more than a dozen people, and their voices were very urgent, as if they were in a hurry.

Shen Qiyu was still sleeping in his father's arms, and he didn't know what he was dreaming about, with a smile on his hungry face, which made this child's face a little less sad.

In order to prevent any accidents, my father picked up Shen Qiyu, moved away from the avenue, and drilled into the depths of the woods. The child slept soundly and did not wake up even if he was being moved around. Father looked in the direction of the road, and a dozen horses were galloping, but there were too many displaced people here, and the road was not as wide as before. It is estimated that the group is afraid of hitting people by mistake, and the group is walking more and more slowly.

What kind of horse bandit is here, I don't know which noble family it is. The moonlight was dappled, and it was impossible to see what clothes the man on the horse was wearing, but the demeanor of the man was something that my father had never seen in his life.

The homeless people, who were still resting under the tree, saw the comer, and immediately rushed up. The horse, which was already walking very slowly, was surrounded by water, and now it was even more difficult to move an inch.

"Your Excellency, you are doing well......"

"Noble, let's enjoy the rations and eat......"

My father had just arrived at the foot of the imperial city, and he had never seen such a battle, so he was startled, for fear that the nobleman on this horse would not only not give food, but also give people a whip.

But right away the man didn't.

It was a little far away, and my father couldn't see it very clearly, but the cheers of the people came. Shen Qiyu's father was overjoyed and woke up Shen Qiyu, even if there were more monks and less porridge, he had to rush over to get a piece of the pie. But the next moment, the pace of moving forward stopped.

Do you meet such noble people every day? If only you were such a noble person?

What is a long-term solution?

Will there be any turning point when you enter the Imperial City?

Father pulled Shen Qiyu to walk in the other direction, as if it would be much better to arrive in Li Du earlier. Shen Qiyu was sleepy and hungry, and he didn't know where he was in a daze, anyway, there were homeless people under the trees, and there was no pleasing scenery anywhere.

The horse team must have squeezed out of the previous group of displaced people, as if the trip had been delayed, and the sound of the horses' hooves became more urgent. Shen Qiyu turned his head to look, but what he saw was a person rushing towards the horses in an outlaw.

"You are eating, drinking, and having fun in the imperial city, and you don't care about us, we are cheap lives, cheap lives have taken the lives of the rich and noble, hahaha......"

The horses were frightened and could not stop, and the men had an extra life under their hooves.

Displaced people rioted.

The next moment, his father let go of Shen Qiyu's hand and rushed to the middle of the road. Before Shen Qiyu could see what was happening, his father had already collapsed, and he laboriously turned his head to look at Shen Qiyu before he collapsed on the ground. Obviously, it was far away and he couldn't see anything clearly, but Shen Qiyu seemed to feel a joy that didn't come from him.

The team was full of masters, and a group of homeless people who had not enough to eat and had no strength posed no danger to them at all.

But you can't stop those outlaws.

Shen Qiyu's father blocked a smash for the nobleman, and also exchanged a noble life for Shen Qiyu.

When the extraordinary son walked towards Shen Qiyu, Shen Qiyu was staring at his father's body in fear of falling to the ground, tears blurred his vision, sobbing and hitting the ground, and he didn't even dare to cry loudly.

The boy was full of fatigue, and his handsome face was full of traces of wind and sand, as well as blood stains from the melee just now, but even so, he was personable.

He picked up Shen Qiyu, who was stunned, with a little shock on his face: such a tall child was a little lighter than his five-year-old imperial sister, as if there was only a skeleton with a layer of clothes on the outside.

In a trance, Shen Qiyu heard someone talking.

"Childe, these people ......"

The boy hugged Shen Qiyu and didn't make a sound, as if he was very embarrassed.

"No matter, we can't help them, and we shouldn't help them like this. One person said.

The boy had not yet spoken, and his eyebrows were full of hesitation.

"Childe, hurry back and start from the big picture!

"Well, let's go. ”