But the bridge is on the road.

The bluestone pale bridge deck, the guardrails on both sides have real dragon stone carvings, five smooth steps, the west of the bridge is female, the east of the bridge is male, the left yin and the right yang, dark and lightless, only the candle lighting of the forest.

If anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he shall wait three years on the bridge.

It starts with Si, and it ends here.

However, it is difficult to see each other in this life, and the reunion in the afterlife is helpless, on the bridge, it is the last time to have a memory, and it is impossible to realize everything in this life.

There is a high mountain not far away, homesick ridge, many ghosts stop, climb the lookout platform to look at the hometown for the last time, whimpering and crying to tears.

The ghosts on the Wangxiang platform are in a hurry, looking at the eyes and tears.

The gray sky canopy is deep and the black mountains are depressing, and the bluestone candle lamps of the bridge are depressed and dull in the paintings.

Bai Yujun walked up to the prisoner Cheng Li and looked at Nai He Bridge and teased.

"Xiao Cheng, you see that this stone bridge is wide and smooth, with a clear luster and many ghosts for many years, and the end is wonderful, if there is something sad in your heart, you can tell it to make everyone happy. ”

“......”

Cheng Li had just brewed a depressed emotion, it turned out that Longkou was so vicious.

A certain white turned his head to look at the township.

"Why don't you go to Homesick Mountain, climb the Wangxiang Terrace to see your former homeland, maybe you will have a great understanding and attain the fruit of enlightenment, isn't it all written in the books. ”

"General Bai don't want to ridicule the villain, he has been cultivating immortals for hundreds of years, he can't remember his childhood hometown, detachment, cutting off fate, breaking cause and effect, now I think back on it, I am really self-deceptive, cutting off the dust edge has no roots, but I have become a lonely duckweed, alas......"

I didn't expect to be able to see through the fairy before becoming a true spirit and being reincarnated.

Bai Yujun also lost his interest in teasing, waved his hand, and under the gaze of countless ghosts, the heavenly soldiers escorted the prisoners to the Nai He Bridge, and there were ghost soldiers to help escort them.

When you come here, you can only say that everyone has their own destiny and is destined to God, so don't complain about heaven and people.

Saying......

"This bridge is made of good material. ”

A certain white bent down and touched the steps, and the crowded ghosts avoided one after another.

The fairy armor and silk ribbons are mighty and elegant, more sacred than the ghost soldiers and ghost generals in the underworld, and the ghosts who have been interrogated by the underworld have basically broken their hearts and want to be reincarnated early, no one wants to be troubled, and more than two hundred mighty soldiers will be extraordinary.

It would be nice if I could break off a piece and make a weapon.

This is the stone steps of the bridge, it must be very exciting to hit the body, and then wipe a little Lechuan River water and Meng Po soup, tsk, I don't believe who can stand it.

Raise your feet and walk up, and feel ...... Inexplicably sad.

After crossing the bridge, I saw that all the ghosts unconsciously walked to the ancient Zhuangzi to scoop water and drink, and became confused when they smelled the taste, and they were even more confused after drinking.

Although the immortals only have the true spirit left, they are more sober, and it is not necessarily the case after drinking Meng Po soup.

Cheng Li waited for the True Spirit of the Heavenly Court prisoner to finally give up at this time, and lined up one by one to receive a bowl of Meng Po soup.

Bai Yujun saw the legendary Meng Po, with her body on crutches, looking at the past ghost with a compassionate face, and she was not the one who was busy pouring soup into the ghost.

Mortal circulars don't have to be fully believed.

There is only one Meng Po, and if she pours the soup one by one, the low efficiency will lead to the overcrowding of ghosts in the underworld, and the number of reincarnated ghosts is too large.

The people who do the work are all miscellaneous boys, and ordinary people are not qualified to ask Meng Po to serve soup.

It just so happened that the Heavenly Court was qualified to reoffend the Immortal True Spirit.

When you get here, you don't have to sign and seal anymore, Bai Yujun guessed that Meng Po was actually an ancient god, and she didn't care about cumbersome official procedures, and the heavenly rules did not stipulate that the ancient gods must be handsome men and beautiful women.

The Heavenly Soldier escorted the prisoner's True Spirit forward.

Bai Yujun leaned against the wall with a straight knife in his arms to supervise the prisoners to drink Meng Po soup.

A flick of the thumb.

Swish!

The knife came out of its sheath and fell back with two fingers, repeating the cycle, warning the prisoners not to cause trouble.

Meng Po scooped up a scoop of water, Cheng Li smiled bitterly and drank it all, and the moment he drank the soup, Bai Yujun was keenly aware that his spiritual intelligence had disappeared, like a blank piece of paper.

Then, the Nightmare followed the other ghosts towards the end of the void.

A certain white looked at the cliff void at the end of the stone road, the gray vortex slowly rotated as if it could suck his gaze in, and the dense unconscious yin spirit stepped forward and stepped into the air, falling into the air, disappearing......

"That's the place of reincarnation, here walks the soul of the human race, next to it is the soul of birds and beasts, how to live in the next life depends on the will of heaven, it is fate. ”

The old man's voice sounded beside him, and Meng Po was neither sad nor happy, and seemed to be talking to Bai Yujun.

"Well, can I poke it with a stick?"

“......”

The old woman trembled and almost threw the scoop away, closed her eyes and took a deep breath to regain her composure.

"The dragon clan is rare, the old body has not seen an ancient divine beast for tens of thousands of years, and he is about to forget the appearance of the dragon, I remember that there was a dark dragon in the underworld a long, long time ago, powerful, terrifying, because it was too powerful to fall......"

A white-pointed ear stands up.

"I thought that the world would be peaceful without the divine beast, but it was wishful thinking, the murder of the divine beast can be seen, but the human heart is cunning and cruel but cannot be seen. ”

Bai Yujun nodded.

Although he has done a lot of things for the Terrans, there is still a gap, and he almost fell several times because of the Terrans, and the hatred has always been hidden in his heart and has not had a chance to explode.

Meng Po seemed to be talking to herself.

"Use your dragon's eyes to look at the dead in front of you. ”

Bai Yujun obediently used his true eyes to watch, and all he saw were those who died of non-old age, sickness, and normal death, or died in vain or by accident, and most of them died in war, banditry, and tragedy.

The old woman put down the wooden scoop and walked back to the chair and sat down, her eyes vicissitudes.

"It shouldn't be like this, heaven and earth create all creatures shouldn't be so disorderly, resentful souls refuse to be reincarnated, there are more and more evil spirits in hell, and the kings of hell have nothing to do, a great monk has made a grand wish to cross all the resentful souls and evil ghosts, but the evil is in his heart, how to cross it?"

For a moment, Bai Yujun felt that the number of stories in the underworld was not inferior to the fairy world.

Carefully pondering whether he had been to the underworld in his previous life, he couldn't figure it out and didn't dare to ask.

There's an easy way to deal with the Wraiths.

"That...... Xiaolong is shallow and knowledgeable, and has a plan to keep the underworld in order. ”

"But kill them all?"

Unexpectedly, Meng Po guessed it at once.

Bai Yujun nodded.

"The reincarnation of the yin soul will return to the blank paper after drinking this water, and the resentful soul and evil ghost can be directly burned with the heavens and thunder and earth, anyway, the soul is not really dissipated but returned to the origin of the soul, and then condenses the new soul and throws it to the mortal world to reincarnate, which can not only solve these countless resentful souls and evil ghosts, but also rebuild order. ”

Meng Po frowned, perhaps secretly thinking that the divine beast was ultimately cruel in nature.

"Will this move hurt the peace?"

The immortals and gods have too many scruples, for fear of hurting the heavens and damaging their own cultivation.

A certain dragon waved his hand and didn't care.

"No, no, don't forget that the reason why Heavenly Dao established Heavenly Court and Earthly Government and other clerical institutions is not to coax children to be nannies, because Heavenly Court and Earthly Government are violent institutions, dedicated to maintaining order in the world with strong force, and are the guardians of order. ”

"This ......"

Thinking about it carefully, what Bai Long said seems to have some truth, but I'm afraid that no god dares to put it into action.