The road is far away, the water is long, but the bridge head is looking for the river.

Take the soul, leave the soul, and take a walk in the palace of Hades.

The world is big, if it is endless, the ghost world is big, and it is reincarnated day and night.

Life is the same, born empty, gone empty, dyed all gray hair, looking through the lake shore with willows.

The sound of whipping was loud at the gate to the ghost world.

Spirits lined up here, quietly waiting to enter the ghost gate.

Every soul is sobbing, telling how many wishes they still have.

The ghost world is full of haze and darkness, and you can't see through the front or the heart.

Fu Yueming's spirit suddenly appeared here.

With a hint of confusion and confusion, he stared blankly ahead, and walked forward step by step like other souls that kept appearing.

Two huge ghosts, holding huge books, counting one soul after another, if you look closely, in addition to the name and bloodstains, there is also a portrait of that person on this book, which is easy to recognize.

"Mu Yelong?" the ghost almost famous, looking at the soul in front of him.

"Yes. Mu Yelong replied.

"Ghost messenger, can you help me find someone? Mu Yelong clenched his hands into fists, lowered his body, and said.

"What did you do when you died?" the ghost asked, looking at him.

Mu Yelong was stunned, and said with a stunned smile: "It's just an ordinary monk." ”

"Then what kind of thing are you, you dare to ask Lao Tzu to check someone for you, get out!" Hearing this, the ghost's face changed instantly, and he raised the long whip in his hand and whipped it on Mu Yelong's spirit body.

As soon as the thunder flashed, his spirit body suddenly became a little thinner, and after moaning in pain, he clutched his back and walked forward helplessly.

All this was seen by Fu Yueming in the rear.

He tried to stop him, but found he couldn't speak.

When it's his turn.

"Shi Xiaoyu?well?you are not Shi Xiaoyu, eh, what's going on?" The ghost almost named Fu Yueming and looked at Fu Yueming again, but found something strange, glanced at the back names, but found that there was no him, and even the blood stains could not identify people.

The other ghosts all gathered around and looked at Fu Yueming.

"This is not a dead man, he still has the aura and yang energy of the void world in him. A ghost cha said after looking at Fu Yueming.

"What's going on?" Fu Yueming wondered.

"Then how did he get in? The living people in the ghost world can't enter at all!" The ghost who was named just now was shocked.

Another ghost was silent for a while, and then spoke: "In the past few eras, such a situation is a minority, but it is not unprecedented, if you want to enter the ghost world with the body of a living person, you can only enter it when you are on the verge of death, and you need to open the gate of the ghost world at the turn of the sun and the moon, and this person must be like this." ”

"What then?"

"Let him go back, if the living stay in the ghost world for a long time will disturb the order of the ghost world. ”

The ghost was silent for a while, then nodded: "That's fine." ”

looked at Fu Yueming: "Jump down from the well in the back, you can go back, get out of here, don't waste my time." ”

The souls queuing in the rear listened to this, and all of them gathered at the mouth of the well and wanted to jump down, but when the first person to jump was directly killed by the energy of the wellhead, they were all afraid.

"A bunch of animals, people are dead and not honest, what grievances and hatred go to the Lord of Yama, if you have the ability, continue to look for death, hurry up and the next one, you, hurry up and get out! What are you doing in a daze!"

Fu Yueming looked ahead with a complicated expression.

He didn't know whether to be glad that he wasn't dead, or to be sad that Mu Yelong was dead.

After standing on the periphery and staring into the distance for a long time, he turned and left, urged by the other ghosts.

Under the gaze of the other spirits, he jumped down from the mouth of the well.

As soon as he entered the well, he seemed to lose consciousness and shuttle through endless energy,

The picture flickered, as if I had seen a memory, presented in front of me one by one, and finally returned to the original point.

Shuicheng is a county, built along the Panjiang River next to the county seat.

Although it is a county, the size is only three miles away.

It is located in the southwest of the human world, in the mountains.

The transportation here is inconvenient, and it is difficult for horse-drawn carriages to enter, so it is all dependent on the people here to provide for themselves.

However, it is worth mentioning that this place is only a thousand miles away from Panshan.

The farmer is a farmer in the water city, ploughing the land at sunrise, weaving at sunset, listening to the people here, Li Laoweng had a son, because of a natural disaster more than ten years ago, fled here, separated from his son, looking for his son for more than ten years, and even his wife left early due to illness.

He was able to endure hardships and endure some handicrafts, so he built a house of his own here, and lived alone, looking forward day and night for when his son would return.

No one knew what his name was, and he didn't interact with others much, he always stayed alone, and liked to talk to himself, and others looked at him pitifully and wanted to send him some clothes, but he refused.

After Fu Yueming was stabbed by that sword, the Xiaoyao Sword emitted spiritual power, and took him to drift with the wind, floating to the closest place to Panshan.

I never thought that I was met by an old farmer who went out to chop wood, and seeing that he was seriously injured, he took him home, grabbed some medicine, and treated him.

The pot on the stove was boiling hot and making a screeching sound.

Fu Yueming jumped from the well, his soul turned back, and he gradually woke up from his coma.