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At the top of the mountain, there is a manor.

Flying eaves and jade tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, the manor is majestic.

The white crane plays in the glow, the ancient pine flows in the clouds, and the manor is wonderful.

The Zhumen is painted, the gray walls are cracked, and the manor is in ruins.

How amazing wealth should it be to level a hill and build a manor?

But let the walls climb with green vines, and the jade tiles fall all over the black moss, is it a sudden change, and the family road falls?

What's even more amazing is that the owner of this manor is actually the old man who doesn't know how old he has been alive.

In the bluestone courtyard, the table pavilion is broken, and there are a few pots of thin wine.

There are no hot dishes with alcohol, only wild fruits from the mountains and salted peanuts.

The old man sits opposite black and white impermanence.

The wine is not invited by Bai Wuchang, it is from the old man's house.

The spout is fragrant, and the thick pulp is clear.

People who are good at wine are overjoyed, and Bai Wuchang drinks it in one gulp, as light as clear water.

It's damn tasteless for 100 days!

Smacked his lips and praised hypocritically: "Good wine!"

The old man had no intention of asking about wine, nor did he have the intention of listening to the praise, his two old eyes were full of hope, and he measured the black and white monarch left and right, and asked eagerly: "Did you bring it?"

Hei Jun didn't say a word, Bai Wuchang wiped the residue from his lips, ate another salted peanut, and nodded to the old man: "Bring it." ”

Peanuts are salty and light in the mouth.

This damn 100 days without incense!

Seeing Bai Wuchang's unhurriedness, the old man stood up anxiously and stretched out his withered palm: "Give it to me." ”

The wine was tasteless, the food was fragrant, Bai Wuchang abandoned the wine and food, wiped his hands, and took out a wooden sign from his arms.

The wooden plaque is only the size of a palm, the margins are dry and cracked, and I don't know how many years it has been stored.

Flip the front of the wooden sign to the old man, and the three words of vermilion: Xie Bi'an.

"Mine, it's mine. ”

The voice was weak, the old tears flowed, Xie Bi'an sat down on the stone chair, and sighed sadly: "I've waited for so long, and I've finally waited." ”

Squinting at these three words, Hei Wuchang felt cold in his heart, Xie Bi'an? I heard that it was the first generation of Bai Wuchang in the underworld, and he should have cultivated immortals or reincarnation a long time ago, how did he grow up like this?

After sighing, Xie Bi'an poured the pot, drank a pot of lean wine, and wiped his beard heroically.

The conjuring card arrives, the impermanence arrives, and everything is seamless.

stretched out his trembling hands to Hei Wuchang, unable to hide the smile between his eyebrows: "Lock, lock quickly!"

"The seniors misunderstood. Bai Wuchang smiled lightly, took the wooden card back into his arms, and said to the happy Xie Bi'an: "I brought the spirit card, not to confirm the identity of my predecessors, but to let my predecessors identify the identity of me and Heijun." ”

"I can see through the ghost fire in your eyes at a glance, even if you don't bring the spirit card, I know that you are from the underworld. ”

Words are like beans, they will be chaotic, Xie Bi'an was afraid that things would change again, so he handed his hands closer to Heijun: "Lock, hurry up and lock!"

"Since the seniors are willing to recognize our brothers and our own people, things will be much easier. Bai Wuchang poured another cup for Xie Bi'an and pushed it under his eyes.

Heijun didn't move, Baijun shook his fan, without the slightest intention of locking people, Xie Bi'an's chest rose and fell, his eyes were like electricity, and the corners of his mouth were cold: "You don't lock it, I'll lock it myself!"

Moving like the wind, as fast as electricity, a pair of withered hands suddenly grew two feet, and grabbed the black king's rope chain, trying to tear the iron rope off his arm.

Remembering that Xie Bi'an is the first generation of Bai Jun in the underworld, he has made a meritorious start, and Black Impermanence does not fight against him, and lets him be involved.

A black shadow was thrown around by Xie Bi'an, like a maggot attached to a bone, but the iron rope was always wrapped around the black impermanence's forearm, and it couldn't be pulled for half a minute.

Seeing that he couldn't take the black king's iron rope, Xie Bi'an became angry and ashamed, and his withered claws were in the air, shooting at the feather fan in Bai Wuchang's hand, and shouting: "Come back!"

The feather fan shook gently, still in Bai Wuchang's hands, performing with all his grace.

Momentarily stunned, a pair of old eyes were sluggish, and Xie Bi'an muttered: "Heijun Suo is not under my control, why don't you even recognize the old man with Bai Junfan?"

"I'm afraid that the seniors have been away from the underworld for too long, and they can't recognize it anymore. Taking two steps forward, he brought the feather fan closer to Xie Bi'an and measured it carefully, Bai Wuchang nodded: "This Baijun fan was brought to the underworld by myself, and the one used by the original predecessors has been properly placed." ”

Iron ropes and feather fans are no longer under their control.

There was no more tricks to do, Xie Bi'an seemed to have been stripped of his soul, let go of the iron rope, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

Cold sweat soaked through the rotten robe, Xie Bi'an fell obliquely, closed his eyes and was silent, like a dead tree that had been dead for many years.

I don't know what he was doing this fuss, Bai Wuchang took a few steps forward, squatted beside him, fanned him and made the wind for him, and flattered his mouth: "The predecessor must have tested our brother's mind just now, even if he gave our brother 10,000 guts, he didn't dare to lock the soul of the predecessor and go back to the underworld for trial." ”

"Don't lock the guts, don't you lock the gold?"

As soon as he heard Bai Wuchang's words, Xie Bi'an turned over and sat up, his eyes widened, grabbed Bai Wuchang's clothes with one hand, pointed to a piece of real estate in the courtyard, and shouted desperately: "The house is full of gold, all for you, I just ask you to lock me back." ”

Giving gold for nothing, begging for death, what kind of formation is this?

Bai Wuchang was puzzled, so he could only help Xie Bi'an up from the cold brick, lead him to sit down again, and smiled bitterly: "Senior, it's not difficult to lock the soul, at least, give us a reason, why do seniors want to go back to the underworld in a hurry? Do you want to take up Bai Jun's position again?"

This question was asked by Xie Bi'an's messy beard, and he roared and screamed: "Whoever wants to be a white monarch is a dog!"

He swore casually, but he unintentionally scolded Bai Wuchang.

can only admit this account, Bai Wuchang nodded with a wry smile: "Okay, I'm a dog, please continue to teach seniors." ”

Black and white impermanence are all here, the spiritualist tablet is carried in the chest, but they refuse to lock the soul, which is really helpless.

Sighing bitterly, Xie Bi'an drank the wine in the cup and closed his eyes: "Do you think I have a long life?"

"From the beginning of the construction of the underworld, the predecessors served in the underworld, and to this day, our brothers are still fortunate to have the privilege of drinking a pot of wine with the predecessors, and the predecessors are not only longevity, but also eternal life. ”

Hei Jun was silent, Bai Jun accosted him, and the more fierce he held, the more miserable Xie Bi'an's eyebrows became.

"Do you think I'm rich?"

"Splitting mountains to build houses, full of gold, the predecessors are not only rich, they are simply rich and rival the country. ”

The words are constant, the wine is full, and Bai Wuchang's hands and mouth are diligent.

"Can't you figure out why a person who lives so long and is so rich wants to die?"

"The predecessors are not only long-lived and rich, but they can see through the ghost fire in the eyes of my brothers at a glance, and the predecessors have achieved immortal bodies. ”

Accompany a glass of wine and hold another sentence.

But Xie Bi'an was more pathetic, and his mouth was desolate: "Be a ghost, be a man, be an immortal...... It's all a mess!"

Seeing that his eyes were empty, Bai Wuchang stopped interjecting, just waiting for Xie Bi'an to say it himself.

"Between heaven and earth, there are countless immortals, and they have to live forever, if you want to live forever, it all depends on the queen mother's peach and the ginseng fruit of Zhen Yuanzi. Halfway through the words, Kan Kan smiled bitterly, and then asked Bai Wuchang: "I don't need the blessings of these two fruits to have eternal life, do you know why?"

Touching the brand in his arms, Bai Wuchang replied: "When I took over the position of Bai Jun, the three generations of Bai Jun handed me many things, and the spirit card of my predecessors was one of them. He once earnestly told me that my predecessors were the founding generation of my Baijun, and when he thought of the great kindness of his predecessors, he could never detain the soul of his predecessors, and let his predecessors live forever and concentrate on cultivating immortals. ”

After listening to Bai Wuchang's words, he couldn't stop nodding, Xie Bi'an's old eyes were vicissitudes, and he asked again in a deep voice: "Do you know who came up with the bad idea of not detaining my soul?"

Bai Wuchang chuckled and shook his head.

Pointing at the tip of his nose, Xie Bi'an scolded: "This bullshit bad idea, I came up with it!"

Bai Wuchang couldn't help but smile and nodded.

"At that time, I was afraid of death. Recalling the past, Xie Bi'an was full of shame: "So I begged my successor to spare my life, but I didn't expect that this has become a tradition for all Bai Jun." ”

"Now, I beg to die. Seeing this time, Xie Bi'an was full of sorrow: "I have cultivated to become an immortal, I am no longer a yin body, I can no longer make a yellow spring eye, and I can't go back to the underworld anymore." ”

After talking about the past, he looked at the black and white impermanence and squeezed out a wry smile: "I've been looking forward to it for so long, and finally the people from the underworld, why don't you lock me back? So that I can be reincarnated as soon as possible and get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible." ”

I really couldn't figure out what he was thinking, Bai Wuchang scratched his head with the handle of the fan, and gasped: "The predecessors are immortal, the predecessors are immortals, the predecessors are rich, how can you say that you are in the sea of suffering?"

Standing up with his hands in his hands, Xie Bi'an looked up at the sunset, and said in a deep voice: "Thinking back to the past, when heaven and earth were first divided, evil spirits and evil beasts walked across the world, who didn't want to occupy a place in heaven and earth? ”

When he recalled, his face was red and his eyebrows were clear, as if he had returned to the appearance of a young hero.

After remembering all the blood and tears, his eyes finally dimmed, Xie Bi'an lowered his head and sighed bitterly: "The old people are gone, leaving me to sink to this day, if I was not afraid of death, I have achieved a lifetime of fame, why live like a lost old dog today?"

The tears in the corners of his eyes drooped, Xie Bi'an drank a cup of himself, and his color returned to white impermanence: "The taste of loneliness, do you understand?"

Maybe I understood what he meant, although the drinking was tasteless, Bai Wuchang still drank a glass with him, and gently persuaded: "The predecessors don't have to be Xiao Suo, and the old people haven't all gone, Yan Jun, Niu Tou, Ma Mian, and Meng Nu are still there, everything is fine." ”

Raising his head and laughing twice, it seemed that he was impermanent and ignorant, Xie Bi'an said the secret again: "Today's Meng Nu must be the successor, because I personally sent the first generation of Meng Po into the reincarnation door." ”

Although I have not inquired in detail, it is conceivable that today's Meng Nu is picturesque, if she is the first generation of Meng Nu, how can she be rumored to be an old woman among the people?

"The king, the bull's head, and the horse's face, are no longer the same as they used to be. ”

Xie Bi'an continued to recall, stunned Bai Wuchang with a sentence, and hurriedly asked: "Could it be that Boss Yan, Niu Tou, and Ma Mian are also the successors?"

"Yes, yes, no, no. Xie Bi'an smiled bitterly: "People are people, and souls are not souls." ”

No one could understand these two sentences, Bai Wuchang didn't ask any more questions, and then entered Xie Bi'an with a glass of wine.

"The underworld is full of cold poison, and if you stay in the underworld for a long time, the cold poison enters your heart, and the temperament of the tortured people changes greatly. ”

After saying this, Xie Bi'an explained to them in detail: "The king, the bull head, and the horse face found that the cold poison was in their hearts, and it was too late to treat them. only turned the iron-clad hero into a treacherous and treacherous villain. ”

After listening to his words, Bai Wuchang felt gloomy in his heart, when he did not come to the underworld, he had heard that the bull head, the horse face was righteous for a thousand years, who knew that it was better to be famous than to meet, where would have you ever thought that it was the cold poison that changed their nature.

"When the king was dying in his nature, he made an order that except for the incurable Yama, the bull head, and the horse face will not be replaced, and the rest of the positions must be replaced regularly, so as not to enter the heart of the cold poison and recreate the demon king. ”

After everything was clear, after thinking about Yama's usual face, there was a lot less disgust and a little more pity.

"The old man no longer leaves me in vain, how lonely is the world?"

After reading this sentence in a deep voice, Xie Bi'an's eyes were on fire, and he became angry again, and approached Hei Jun: "Black impermanence! Why don't you do it yet?"

"Do it, he's going to do it soon. Hei Jun didn't answer, Bai Jun grabbed the conversation, and asked the key to the day with a smile: "My brother came today, in addition to locking up the soul of his predecessors, there is one more thing, I want to ask my seniors, if I can get the seniors to inform, let's go back to the underworld together immediately." ”

"Ask, lock, go!" got Bai Wuchang's promise, his hands stretched out again, he couldn't wait any longer.

"Please tell the seniors the whereabouts of the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain. ”

His hands trembled, and he could take it back, Xie Bi'an's eyes were full of horror, staring at Bai Impermanence.

After a while, he let out a long breath of turbidity: "What are you doing in the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain?"

His expression changed suddenly, his eyes were vigilant, what was hidden in the secret of the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain?

The surface was silent, and Bai Wuchang replied slowly: "Looking for the deceased, if I can't do it, I will be lonely." ”

After answering, he drank all the residual wine and chased again: "My predecessors know that loneliness is a bitter sea, and I hope to be able to salvage me once." ”

Bowing his head and pondering for a while, Xie Bi'an suddenly got up, put his sleeves on his backhand, no longer looked at the impermanence of black and white, and urged repeatedly: "I haven't heard of the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, you guys go quickly, go quickly!

Accompany him to recall his youth and frivolity, accompany him to talk about pain and loneliness, and ask the key point, he actually drove people?

Black Impermanence's eyebrows were tightly locked, faintly angry, but Bai Impermanence laughed loudly.

"After I said three interesting things, I immediately left. Bai Wuchang drank carefully, and there were many funny words: "Some people have been looking forward to tens of thousands of years, and finally they are looking forward to the people in the underworld, but their wishes have not been fulfilled, but they want to drive people away, and the ten thousand years will be empty." That's the first interesting thing. ”

"Some people are afraid of death, so they beg the second generation of Bai Jun not to take his soul. Others are self-inflicted iniquity and cannot live, but this man is self-inflicted iniquity and has eternal life. That's the second interesting thing. ”

"Don't take this person's soul is already the inheritance of the Baijun of the Difu, I am the fourth generation of Baijun, I promise, this inheritance will be passed on for thousands of generations, and it will never go wrong. so that this person can enjoy a long life, and the heavens and the earth will not be reincarnated. This is the third interesting thing. ”

After saying that, the wine was drunk.

A look was handed to Hei Wuchang, who brushed off the fallen leaves on his body, got up gently, hugged his fist at Xie Bi'an's back, didn't even say a word of cherishment, and went straight to the gate of the manor.