In the face of the two impermanences, Meng Huan was calm and calm, and only replied: "It's okay, I just want to take a walk, come here to see the scenery, and take a look at the flowers on the other side." ”

"Don't be joking, the two of Manju Sawa are twin souls, and there is a great merit in guarding the Nai He Bridge, how can it be used for viewing?"

Bai Wuchang's expression was serious, and the two ghosts looked at Meng Huan's eyes unkindly, in their eyes, although Meng Huan was full of divinity, if he desecrated the other side flower again, they would die and break the net.

"I'm sorry, it's Meng who is abrupt, Meng has been in the priesthood for a long time, and he hasn't understood the underworld, so I don't know about it, but since the two of Manzhu Sawa are like this, I should go to pay a visit. ”

The expressions on the faces of the impermanence were suspended, and they were not so hostile to Meng Huan, after all, they were "gods", and it was not good to be too offended.

"God, please do it, but at this time, God can only see one of them. ”

Meng Huan naturally heard that the flowers and leaves of Manzhu Sawa did not meet, cutting off the road of Sansheng, he just wanted to see how this flower on the other side compared to the lycoris he had seen in his previous life.

"So will I be able to see Manju or Sawa at this time?"

"I don't know the true nature of the two adults of Manzhu Sahua, and the flowers are blooming on the other side at this time, but I don't know which one it is. ”

I see!

At this time, Meng Huan saw a gray shadow in the river again, slowly going upstream, and was about to make a move, only to see the black and white impermanence take out a black chain, hit the gray shadow in the water, and pulled it up. Bai Wuchang took out another white bag and directly put the ghost into it. That soul chain is not a magic power, but a magic weapon, and the same is true of the white soul bag. This must be the magic weapon of the underworld, after all, not every ghost can successfully cultivate supernatural powers.

Meng Huan took a look and found that although this ghost was not a ghost king, his breath was not weak, otherwise why would he go up the river from the Lechuan River?

"This is?" Meng Huan pretended not to know, wondering if the dungeon of this world was the same as some myths and legends.

Hei Wuchang looked at this ignorant "god" and explained: "The god does not know something, the Lethe River leads directly to the eighteen layers of hell, and those with deep karma are punished in it, and some of them have evil spirits, so they can secretly go up the Lechuan River in a vain attempt to escape from the underworld." ”

Bai Wuchang continued: "This Lethe River can consume karma, but it makes it extremely painful. The evil ghost who can go up the river, its mind is unpredictable, if it escapes to the world during the mid-year festival, it will become a ghost king, and it will be a disaster. ”

"I see, those two have immeasurable merits. However, Meng still has something unclear, the Lechuan River is going to cross the Nai He Bridge, why don't you stop them on the Nai He Bridge?"

The two impermanence glanced at each other and replied: "Xuanmen has a saying, Da Yan is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, but if someone on the bridge speaks, you can leave them a glimmer of life." Moreover, the Lechuan River runs through the two realms, and unless someone helps them, it is difficult for them to swim ashore, and even if they are allowed to cross the Nahe Bridge, there is no hindrance. ”

Meng Huan thought about it, the ghost immortal who had cultivated in the royal realm before had to trick Meng Huan into rescuing him, and he couldn't go ashore, and the evil ghost with a lower realm could only swim to the end of the Lechuan River before he had a chance to go ashore, which was extremely difficult. You have to wait until the ghost door is closed before you can escape from the underworld, but if you can succeed, it will definitely be a big disaster for the yang world.

If he also followed this Huangquan Road, would he also be able to go to the mortal world? As soon as Meng Huan's thought came out, he was out of control, and he couldn't wait to set off as soon as possible and leave this ghost place.

But when he thought of Tianpeng saying that only by cultivating the Yuan Shen could he sense the method of leaving, he was a little hesitant, wondering if this method would work.

"God, but there is still something to do? I heard that a ghost king ran out before, and I have to go back to this ghost and fight back to the eighteenth layer of hell, and please forgive me, I can't accompany you." ”

Meng Huan's heart suddenly sudden, isn't that ghost king the one he collected? But Meng Huan won't hand it over stupidly, he is still too little of such a treasure.

"Two of you, please, be careful, please accept it!"

He was very good, took out 200 medium-grade incense fire beads, and gave them to black and white impermanence.

At a glance at the black and white impermanence, the ghost-covered face showed an ugly smile, but the bottom of his heart was happy.

"This is the incense of the hot sun?"

"Exactly, Meng Mou has been there before and picked up some incense. The two of you also know about the Burning Sun Country?"

The two immediately kept silent, they were willing to talk so much with Meng Huan, it wasn't because Meng Huan was extremely divine, but his cultivation was not high, he must be a stupid person with a lot of money. No, a few questions have given so much incense, which is very beneficial for them to walk the path of God.

As for Meng Huan's question, it was taboo, and they didn't dare to answer it.

"The little god still has important business, and he can't accompany the god, there will be a period later!"

The two ghosts floated away directly, taking only Meng Huan's incense beads with them.

"This ...... Is there anything that can't be said in the Burning Sun Country?"

No longer thinking about this question, Meng Huan continued to walk downstream. Maybe it was because the two impermanence ghosts had just walked through it, and he never saw a ghost go up the river again.

After walking for a few days, Meng Huan saw a red glow in the distance, and knew that it was the Nai He Bridge that was coming, and the red one on it should be the flower on the other side.

The red flower is erect, not only one, but according to the two ghosts before, the flower is a spiritual seed, and there should be only one, but the roadside here is full of flowers.

Meng Huan walked over, the red flowers bloomed directly on the green branches, like a fire in the prairie fire, and each flower was so strange and so eye-catching.

"These flowers are not sapient, and they must not be the flowers guarding the Naihe Bridge. ”

Meng Huan only thought that it was its characteristics, but now he felt the artistic conception of three lives from the flowers, and there was a faint power of curse, presumably this curse was the reason why the flowers and leaves were missing.

Follow the road of the flower on the other side, you can be connected to the Nai He Bridge, Meng Huan thought about pretending to be a fairy, go to the Nai He Bridge to take a turn, he is a person who has died once, how can he not see this Nai He Bridge?

After walking for half a moment, Meng Huan saw a huge bridge, the whole bridge was shrouded in gray fog, and he couldn't see its true appearance, there was a flower on the other side of the bridge, the spirit was abnormal, and there were no other flowers around it, presumably this was the body of the flower on the other side.

Meng Huan covered himself with faith and slowly walked towards the Nai He Bridge. He felt that it was a little deserted here, there were countless creatures in this world, and there should be countless people dying every day, for some reason, he didn't encounter a ghost who had just died on this Huangquan Road.

He walked to the head of the bridge, looked at the Nai He Bridge, which was thousands of feet wide and crossed the Lechuan River, and hesitated whether to go up. Because when he walked to him, he couldn't see the true face of the bridge clearly, it was really weird, who knew what would happen when he got on the bridge.

Meng Huan clasped his hands into fists, saluted the flower on the other side, turned his head and left.

"Little friend, come up!"

Meng Huan was about to follow the Lechuan River to find a way to return to the yang world, when he heard an old female voice on the bridge and called him up.

It was clearly a hoarse and ugly voice, but Meng Huan didn't reject it in his heart, he felt that it was right, he felt a pang in his heart, and he knew that this was a great power, and he couldn't resist it.

"Juniors obey!"

Meng Huan walked on the bridge and found that the fog on the bridge had dispersed, and even the lines on the bridge could be seen clearly. It's just that I can't see the scenery outside the bridge clearly, and the bridge and the bridge seem to be two different worlds.

His eyes could see that there was an old woman in the middle of the bridge boiling turbid soup for the ghosts passing by, but more ghosts did not take the soup and drank it, and walked unconsciously to the other side of the bridge.

She's Meng Po!—Meng Huan thought to himself.

The bridge was deserted, but the bridge was crowded with ghosts, Meng Huan clearly saw that there were ghosts in the fog at the bridge, but he had not seen these ghosts outside.

"Hello!" Meng Huan greeted a ghost, but received no response, the ghost had blank eyes and looked like a fool.

Meng Huan found another ghost with a hint of wisdom in his eyes and greeted him, but he only heard him say: "Children are not filial, children are not filial, children are not filial!"

It's his obsession!

Meng Huan didn't walk over directly, he guessed that Meng Po was calling him, but since he went to the bridge, he didn't see Meng Po urging him, so he observed at the bridge.

The ghost who had lost his mind before walked directly to the other side, but the ghost with obsession was called to Meng Po's stall and drank a bowl of soup, and a puff of gray gas came out of his body, which melted into the fog hovering outside the bridge, as if his obsession had been removed, and he no longer chattered in his mouth, and unconsciously followed the team.

Meng Huan once read a folk ghost saying that a ghost has passed the first seven years, and as long as there is no obsession before death, it will turn into an unconscious soul, with no memory and no thoughts.

"Could it be that I was too obsessed with my previous life and kept my memory?"

It seems that Meng Po soup is not something that everyone can drink!

Meng Huan was about to step forward, and suddenly saw a stone standing at the head of the bridge, with a mysterious seal written on it, Meng Huan didn't know those two words, but understood its meaning - three lives.

Legend has it that the Sansheng Stone can illuminate the Three Lives, see the past and present lives, I don't know how I died in my previous life, why I came here after a sleep. ”

Meng Huan walked to the side of the Sansheng Stone and looked at the Sansheng Stone, and suddenly, a ripple appeared on the stone, and Meng Huan's consciousness was pulled in.

............

"Baby, come back early from herding the cattle, don't go too far, my mother made you the corn cakes you like, and made your dinner. ”

In front of the cowshed, a peasant woman told a child that the boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, and that he was a little thin.

The boy nodded, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and led the oxen to the mountains, where the weeds were abundant.

When the cow reached Sanjian, he didn't eat grass and walked in one direction, but the boy couldn't pull it back, and was pulled down by the cow into a mountain stream. The boy wondered, he had been here before, and he had never known that there was a mountain stream here, and this mountain stream seemed to appear out of thin air.

The ploughing ox did not wear the nose ring and could not pull it, but it walked to a tree, jumped up, and bit down a red fruit, and then the boy saw that there were two fruits growing on the tree, and the ox ate one, and there was one left.

The boy thought that since all cows liked to eat it, it would be no problem for him to eat one, so he climbed up the tree and picked one.

When he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw that his ploughing cow was struggling, and finally lay on the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and covered in blood and sweat, which reminded the boy of the sweat and blood BMW that Congrong's father told him.

He did not dare to eat, he was afraid, he did not dare to go home, and his cattle died.

The boy sat next to the cow, holding the fruit in his hand, and kept crying.

Suddenly, the ox moved, got up, and arched the boy with a smart look in his eyes. The boy realized that the cow was not dead, so he led the cow home and bathed it, fearing that the family would see something.

He didn't dare to eat the fruit, he kept it in his hand, and when he went home, a Taoist priest walked by the door and asked him what he was holding in his hand, and the boy handed him the fruit, and got the gold and a talisman given by the Taoist priest, and in the boy's surprised gaze, the Taoist priest flew away.

Since then, the boy has lived a happy and happy life......

"Is this my first life?" When the boy was about to die of old age, Meng Huan woke up, and it was all like watching a movie.

In a moment, Meng Huan fell into another reincarnation.

The boy knelt in front of a tombstone and poured out his daily life, saying that Uncle Li in the village was kind to him and often helped him, and that a certain lady in the village would scold him for being a "motherless child".

The boy returned to the village and worked for Uncle Li's house next door as usual, he only had a mother, no father, some mean women would call him a wild seed, every time the boy wanted to beat them, he would always think of Uncle Li's teachings next door, he didn't want Uncle Li to be affected and endured it, from childhood to adulthood, he endured it for fifteen years.

The village came to the demon, a tiger demon attacked the village, straight to his house, the boy was roared by the tiger, fainted, and when he woke up, the tiger demon retreated, the village appeared the land god, it was he who drove away the tiger demon, everyone is grateful to the land god.

During a worship to the gods, the boy received the land to teach the Dharma, and he was about to embark on the path of spiritual practice......

"Meow?"

A cat meow woke Meng Huan up, he looked down and saw that it was a pill, it turned around and continued to sleep, as if it was not its sound just now.

"This is my life, the previous memories are the same as in my mind, but the back is slightly different, is this the original fate of the predecessor?"

Meng Huan pondered, after all, the name of Sansheng Stone was too big, which made him confused.

"No, these three life stones are lying to me, Tianpeng said that my predecessor was transformed by the qi of yin and yang, and I would give birth to a spirit by myself, not a reincarnated person, how could I have memories of my past life. ”

"If this is my own past life, it is impossible, I lived on the earth in my previous life, not this world, and someone is misleading me and trying to calculate me. ”

Meng Huan's heart fluctuated, but his face was silent, with the Qingping Sword and the Seven Treasures Miaoshu suppressing the Purple Mansion, he was not afraid of others peeping into his memories and thoughts.

Meng Huan pretended to have an expression that understood the past and present life, which was a kind of amazement, an expression of nostalgia.

Who is going to calculate him, Meng Huan thought about it carefully, and couldn't think of anything in him that was worth calculating by others.

It is impossible for this kind of treasure to shield the heavens, unless it is the original owner, who is extremely familiar with the breath of the treasure, can it be discovered.

Meng Huan looked at Meng Po on the bridge, she was the most suspicious.

"Little friend, what are you waiting for, come to me!"

"Juniors obey!"