I thought that when I pushed open the black and white gatehouse, there would be a ghost who would drink Meng Po soup by himself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After drinking Meng Po soup, you will instantly forget the troubles of the world, fame and fortune, and go to relatives and friends.

As a result, after Yuan Bao entered the gatehouse, he stepped into the air and fell for countless days and nights.

And just like that, fall, fall......

Yuan Bao woke up and slept, slept and woke up.

Darkness, endless darkness.

Void, boundless void.

Later, he couldn't even tell if he was falling down or flying up.

"Is this the hell like this, falling endlessly?"

"How boring that is!"

Until one day he saw the first star and felt the first light.

For the first time, Yuan Bao discovered that the stars were so beautiful! The starlight was so dazzling!

I think of the countless nights in the world, living in the cover of the lights. I didn't even seriously raise my head and look at the stars once!

I don't know if in my life, is it the light that obscures the starlight, or the desire for profit that fascinates people's hearts?

Second star, third star......

Until the ninth shining star appeared in Yuan Bao's field of vision.

"Yes, it's nine, nine stars, it's so beautiful!"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, yes.of.course!"

"Nani, am I talking to myself?"

"Yes, I am!"

"Hahahaha...... I'm so bored!"

Another day,

"Are there any ghosts, are there any ghosts nearby?......"

A few more days,

"I'm rubbing, what was it just now? robot?"

"Nima, it's so fast, what about looking for death?"

"Oh, looks like everyone who came here is dead!"

"Good boy, that thing just now isn't an earth creature!"

"Could it be that the world after death is connected? No matter the galaxy, physics, chemistry, or English, they all die together in the end? Fortunately, the underworld is big enough, otherwise it is even more terrible than living in the Celestial Empire!"

.......

After a few more days, Yuan Bao passed through the middle of the nine stars.

It is not appropriate to say that the stars are already very inappropriate, but to say that the stars are not like what Yuan Bao saw on the Internet in the world, rolling heat waves and flowing magma.

The two stars closest to Yuan Bao, Yuan Bao can see the most clearly. One churned the ice, the other rolled the waves.

Color, color!

Yes, Yuan Bao suddenly found that this was the first time, the first time Yuan Bao saw the color after his death.

The white and blue ice star, the earthy yellow sand starfish.

The stars are so beautiful, so bright, so dazzling......

Yuan Bao didn't dare to look at it for a long time, he began to look in other directions around him.

At the foot of his fall, he seemed to see a vague white mist. But he wasn't sure it was fog.

It wasn't until it had fallen for another day and a night that he saw that it was indeed fog. It's just that this fog actually cut off the entire void.

Nine stars have edges, but the fog seems to be boundless.

Yuan Bao was getting closer and closer to the fog under his feet, and it was estimated that he would enter the fog in a short time.

At this moment, strange scenes appeared.

"It was when I was four years old, that was my mom and the other was my dad. Yuan Bao was surprised.

"It was when I was five years old, how did my mom and dad fight?"

"When I was six years old, I was skating on the river and fell into an ice hole! Yes, it was really Chen Laosan from the village who saved me!"

......

In the sea of fog, fragments of Yuan Bao's life before he was eight years old have been staged.

It didn't take long for Yuan Bao to fall into the sea of fog.

In the sea of fog, his vision was blocked, and he could only see things within a five-meter radius around him.

As soon as he entered the sea of fog, the flat pictures that were originally presented at Yuan Bao's feet became three-dimensional.

The childhood scenes staged around the surroundings also began to become real, allowing Yuan Bao to be immersed in it.

Yuan Bao cried for a while, laughed for a while.

At one time, I felt that I was poor, and at another time, I felt that I was happy at that time.

For a while, I felt ignorant back then, and for a while, I felt that I was true at the beginning.

In this way, I don't know how many childhood scenes I experienced, and after falling for a few days and nights, Yuan Bao fell out of the sea of fog.

The moment he fell out of the sea of fog, all the memories that had just been presented to him were all emptied.

Yuan Bao recalled vigorously, still unable to remember anything before the age of eight.

As he tried to remember, there was a burst of crying above his head.

Yuan Bao looked up and saw nothing, but it was countless of his own before the age of eight who were crying in the sea of fog above his head.

The cry was so poignant and sad.

These memories are like a child losing its mother, like a bee losing a flower. Stretching out his hands, he stared at Yuan Bao, his eyes were full of reluctance and his face was full of sadness!

Yuan Bao looked at his childhood self, and his heart became sad.

He knew that it was the sea of fog that was at work.

The picture presented in front of me in the sea of fog just now is not to help me remember, but to wash away my memory.

Without thinking much about it, Yuan Bao fell into the second sea of fog again.

Like the foggy sea before, Yuan Bao's memories after the age of eight began to appear one after another.

Just like before, after Yuan Bao fell away from the sea of fog, the memories of another few years were washed away.

Yuan Bao is tired, and the clearer he remembers his memories, the more tired he will be.

Finally, Yuan Bao fell into a deep sleep exhausted.

After he fell asleep, the soul body passed through several more seas of fog, washing away all the memories of his life.

I don't know how many days passed, but he fell gently to the ground.

Sleeping, still sleeping.

He wasn't awakened by the shaking of the land.

Probably too tired.

It may be that the sea of fog has too much influence on him.

When he wakes up, he will find that he has forgotten who he is.

Where did it come from?

Where is this?

Where are you going?

And so he fell asleep, in a deep sleep.