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Chapter 148: Walking in the Netherworld

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    I was taken aback, and then I felt chills all over my body, with goosebumps all over my body.  You can imagine the feeling of Sadako lying on top of you, and this Sadako smiles at you with her bloodshot eyes wide open and her tongue sticking out.

    I shivered, and before I could react, I raised my eyes and saw three streams of black air gathered together in the night sky, and the gathered Yin Qi poured down on me and the female corpse.

    I just felt chills all over my body, and the female corpse stuck to my body and strangled my neck tightly. I kicked it in desperation, trying to kick it away, but I didn't expect this thing to stick to me  It's the same on my body, I can't kick it down.  At this moment, I saw the soaring black air pounce on me and the female corpse.

    At this time, I felt a chill hit, and felt that the hand of the female corpse pinching my neck became colder and colder.  Gradually, I felt suffocated for a while, and my eyes suddenly went dark, as if I had suddenly fallen into a huge black vortex.

    I don't know how long it took, but I felt a little light in my body, and then I woke up.  When he opened his eyes, he seemed to be lying in a dark place with no light. When he looked up, he was in chaos.

    I got up from the ground and felt something was wrong with the surrounding environment.  Because not far in front of me, a high platform appeared.  This high platform is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, its face is like a bow's back, its back is like a bow string, except for a stone path, the rest is full of knives, swords and trees, very steep.

    And behind the high platform is a long stone bridge shrouded in mist.  There seemed to be no sunlight at all in this place, and there was no shadow of people.

    I pondered for a long time, and felt that these two places were inexplicably familiar.  Suddenly, I remembered the scene of hell that often appeared on TV.

    Nima, isn't this Wangxiang Terrace and Naihe Bridge?  ?

    According to folklore, after Bao Zheng's death, Bao Zheng served as King Yama in the first hall, because the first hall of hell is the closest hell to the Yang world, and because the ghosts from all walks of life had not drunk Meng Po soup when they entered the first hall, the ghosts were very concerned about the death of the Yang world.  Life and loved ones still have a heart of nostalgia, so they often climb to the mountains of the underworld, trying to look back at the scene of the underworld, but they can't see it.  Therefore, many ghosts cry secretly in the middle of the night, the voice is tragic and tearful.  As the first emperor of Yan Luo, Bao Zheng was kind-hearted. Hearing this incident, he was moved with compassion, and ordered ghost messengers to build a lookout tower, allowing the dead souls of Yin Cao to look at their hometown and relatives in the distance.

    "If you don't eat human food for one day, you will cross the Yin and Yang realm in two days, and you will arrive at Wangxiangtai in three days, and you will see your relatives crying and mourning."  Thinking of this legend, I can't help but shudder.  Could it be that I was somehow strangled to death by that female corpse?

    I suddenly panicked.  Damn, could it be that Lao Tzu just died before he was born, which made the hero burst into tears?  ?  But so far, I haven't seen a single ghost.  Is there no ghost messenger in this place to escort ghosts?

    Thinking of this, I couldn't help but walked over to the Naihe Bridge.  I really didn't want to, but my legs and feet didn't seem to be my own, so I walked up to the Naihe Bridge.  I cursed in my heart, why didn't Wu Dan and Zhao Yu save me just now?  ?

    I stepped on the blue bricks of the Naihe Bridge, as if I could feel the coldness coming from the blue bricks.

    According to the legend, Naihe Bridge is the place where ghosts prepare to reincarnate after going through the journey of the Ten Temples of Yama. Here, there will be an elderly goddess called Mengpo, who will give each ghost a bowl of Mengpo soup to forget the memory of the previous life.  , to reincarnate into the next life.  Legend has it that when the dead arrive here, the guilty ones will be pushed into the "Blood River Pond" by the bull-headed horse faces on both sides to suffer from the torture of insects, ants and poisonous snakes, while the dead who have done good deeds cross the bridge, but it is very simple.  But when I got here, I still didn't see any Po Meng or anything like that.

    Logically speaking, there will be some Po Meng selling Meng Po soup by Wangxiang Terrace, and there is a stone by the Wangchuan River called Sansheng Stone. Meng Po soup will make people forget everything, and Sansheng Stone records the past and present lives of ghosts.

    This bridge is the boundary, and a new reincarnation begins.  On the bluestone bridge deck, with five steps, women are on the west side of the bridge, men are on the east side of the bridge, yin on the left and yang on the right.  "Whoever dies at the age of ninety-seven will wait three years on the Naihe bridge."  Thinking of those life and death parting stories I have heard, a wave of sadness hits my heart.

    Looking down at the Naihe Bridge, it was several thousand feet higher, surrounded by clouds and mist. I watched for a long time and shivered.  At this time, I had already got off the Naihe Bridge and stood beside the Sansheng Stone.

    Past and Present?  I suddenly had the desire to find out.  This three-life stone records the secrets of my past and present lives.  I didn't pay attention in the previous life, but in this life, am I going to die?  Who is it that killed me?  What did I die for?

    Thinking of this, I stood next to the Sansheng Stone and took a closer look.

    My shadow was reflected on the smooth stone surface, and in an instant, there seemed to be a line of words on the stone surface: There is no Mengpo beside the bridge of Naihe, and mandala beside the Sansheng stone.  After going through many years of catastrophe, I only lived for killing evil all my life.

    Ci'ao, are you fooling me?  ?  II thought that the part about my present life on the Sansheng Stone would always have some written information that I could understand.  As a result, I bought a watch last year, and I was dying, and Hades was still joking with me.

    What kind of poems should I write?  ?  Don't understand a word, shit.

    When I turned my head to leave, I suddenly found a picture on the Sansheng Stone.  I stopped and looked back, only to see Ruan Lingxi's smiling face.  She seems to be holding my hand and walking on a snow mountain.  In an instant, the snow-capped mountain suddenly collapsed.  I dragged her to escape desperately.

    I was taken aback, stopped and looked carefully at the remaining shots.  When he looked at it, he saw that Su Ling and Duan Qingshui were next.  Duan Qingshui seemed to be smiling in my direction, then picked up the unconscious Su Ling and jumped down the snow mountain.  After the landslide and ground crack, the snow quickly swallowed up the shadows of the two of them.

    Seeing this, the image completely disappeared.  I rushed up to feel for the stone, breaking out in a cold sweat.  This seems to have fulfilled the rumors that the two died together.  But, why are Ruan Lingxi and I also on the other side of the snow mountain?  So it looks like I'm not dead this time?

    Just thinking of this, I suddenly felt a gust of wind behind me.  Looking back, shit, that strangely smiling female corpse appeared again, and rushed towards me.  I just habitually wanted to invite God, but I remembered that I was in the underworld and couldn't invite God.

    Going to touch God of War, and then fucking thought, no, God of War is something in the real world, I can't bring it with me at all!

    But at this time, the female ghost rushed towards me, continued to pinch my neck, and pushed me to the Naihe bridge.

    I bumped into the iron railing by the bridge and looked down, grass, and there was a bottomless abyss below.

    That female ghost was surprisingly strong, and I couldn't shake her off.  At this moment, I suddenly saw two black shadows appearing around me.  These two black shadows seemed to be formed by two masses of air. They were dressed in black and held a silver chain hook in their hands.

    Ghosts in hell?  I thought in amazement.  I panicked, thinking to your mother, I'm not dead, you can't catch me!

    If they caught me, I would really be completely dead.

    At this moment, the two ghost messengers caught the female ghost and dragged her back.  Immediately, one of them saw me, flicked the chain hook in his hand, and caught my clothes.

    In my desperation, I planned to go all out, so I pulled my sleeves, broke free from the hook, turned over and jumped into the bottomless abyss.

    I know that the Wangchuan River is down there, and if I jump down, I don't know if I will live or die, but I don't want to be taken back by ghost messengers for no apparent reason.

    The body fell, and the wind whistled in his ears.  The moment I fell, I seemed to catch a glimpse of the red Bana flowers blooming on the bank of the Wangchuan River.

    I closed my eyes, just thinking about falling into the deep cold Yin River, but unexpectedly, a small boat suddenly floated over from the river, and I happened to fall into that boat.

    ?Because I am in the state of a soul now, I don't even feel the slightest when I fall into it.  I got up and saw that the boat was made of wood, it was dark, and there were no people.  Let me wipe, Po Meng's boat?

    I searched back and forth, but there was no one.  Looking up again, the ghost messenger looked at me very depressedly on the bridge.  I shrank my neck and retracted into the cabin.  At this time, the boat slowly swung out.  I saw that Naihe Bridge was far away, so I was relieved.

    The boat drifted for a long time without stopping.  I wondered what this meant?  not understand.  Although there was no one on the boat, there was a handful of red Bana flowers.

    I picked it up and looked at it, wondering, who put it?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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