village doctor

There are many wandering souls in hell, these wandering souls are floating around, their eyes are empty, and they walk with the wind, as if they are about to be blown away by a gust of wind.

These wandering souls are those who have just died. From other worlds, they are sucked into hell by a mysterious force. When people die, their souls or souls will be sucked into hell. This is the ultimate destination of all people.

Of course, some people with great merit, who did charity and good deeds during their lifetime, and who had immeasurable merit are not sucked into hell after death, but reach heaven to enjoy blessings.

Like those who are treacherous and evil, they will go to the [-]th level of hell after death, and they will be tortured for thousands of years before they can enter reincarnation, and some will even be reborn as animals in their next life.

Therefore, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is like reincarnation. If you don’t believe me, look up, and the sky will forgive anyone.

Wang Dachun felt a mysterious force shrouding himself, making himself look floating, just like those wandering spirits, inconspicuous at all.

He knew that this was the effect of the petals of a green lotus, to cover himself up as a wandering soul, so as not to be discovered by the big shots in hell, otherwise he would be discovered immediately.

Wang Dachun stepped through a pass with all the wandering souls, this should be the gate of hell.

It is said that after crossing the ghost gate, you will step on Huangquan Road. The other shore flowers are blooming on the road. At the end of the road, there is a river called Wangchuan River. There is a Naihe Bridge on the river. Next to the Naihe Bridge is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace.

There is a pavilion on the Wangxiang Terrace, and there is an old lady named Mengpo in the pavilion, who will pass a bowl of Mengpo soup to each wandering soul. After drinking Mengpo soup, one will forget the past and present.

And beside the Wangchuan River, there is a stone called the Sansheng Stone, which records people's past and present lives.

These are all legends that Wang Dachun has heard, today he came to verify the truth.

Sure enough, there was a road in front of Guimenguan. This road was paved with bluestone slabs. On both sides of the road, Bianhua flowers were blooming. On both sides of the road, there was a vast expanse of white mist, making it difficult to see other things.

Those wandering souls seem to be led by a mysterious force, and they automatically set foot on the road to Huangquan, as if something in front of them is calling them.

"This must be Huangquan Road." Wang Dachun did not expect the legend to be true, and it seems that the ancients were not all nonsense.

Time was limited, Wang Dachun didn't have time to look at the scenery, he hurriedly looked around, hoping to see Yunzhu's figure, he never wanted to see anyone at this moment.

Only those who have lost can know how to cherish, this is really true.

"Yunzhu! Yunzhu!" Wang Dachun's Purple Demon Eyes spread out, but he still didn't see Yunzhu, which made him very anxious.

"It's been a while, Yun Zhu should have come to the front." Thinking of this, Wang Dachun immediately ran forward, knocking down many wandering souls.

"Boy, what are you running for? Waiting for reincarnation!"

"That's right, are you waiting to drink Mengpo soup?"

"This man is real, I think he is waiting to have his tongue pulled out!"

Those wandering souls were both male and female, and they were very dissatisfied with Wang Dachun. Huangquan Road was not wide in the first place, so Wang Dachun squeezed those wandering souls upside down.

Wang Dachun cupped his fists while running, "Hehe, everyone, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, everyone, please give way, convenience for others is convenience for yourself, and those who make way will definitely vote for good people."

"Hey! This kid can talk, everyone give way to him!"

"That's right, give convenience to others and give convenience to yourself!"

Many wandering souls took the initiative to give way to Wang Dachun. When they came here and saw Guimenguan and Huangquan Road, they believed that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil. They can do some good deeds and suffer less torture in the underworld.

Wang Dachun ran all the way, and soon came to the end of Huangquan Road, and he saw a river. This river was different from ordinary rivers. The water was blood-yellow, filled with lonely souls and wild ghosts who could not be reincarnated. Tangy, constantly biting those souls.

It is rumored that you must drink Mengpo soup to cross the Naihe Bridge. If you don’t drink it, she will not let you cross the Naihe Bridge, and those who did evil in the previous life will be directly thrown into the Wangchuan River and torn apart by copper snakes and iron dogs. Bitten and tortured.

And those whose merits cannot be judged will be escorted by black and white impermanence to the Hall of Yama through the Naihe Bridge for trial, and then it will be decided whether they will be reincarnated directly or sent to the underworld for torture.

Sure enough, Wang Dachun saw a pavilion beside the Naihe Bridge, and beside the pavilion was a blind old lady, and in front of her was a table with bowls of misty soup on the table.

"Come on, drink it. After drinking this bowl of Mengpo soup, you can forget your past and present lives and reincarnate as a human being." The Mengpo handed a bowl of Mengpo soup to a wandering soul and said.

The wandering soul hesitated for a moment, picked up the Mengpo soup and drank it with his head up. Then his eyes became more empty, and he walked towards the Naihe Bridge mechanically.

"I won't drink it! If I drink it, I'll forget everything. Isn't that the same as dying? What's the point of reincarnation." When it was a female wandering spirit's turn, the wandering spirit shook her head like a rattle, expressing Very resistant.

She was actually right. Isn’t the most important thing in a person’s life is memory, if there is no memory, then living is a walking dead, no different from being dead.

The face of Meng Po's face suddenly became gloomy, and she put Meng Po's soup on the table, "Hmph, what kind of place do you think this is? Don't tell me you can drink it when you want it, and don't drink it if you don't want it? The rules here are determined by us." ! If you don't drink, you will die!"

"I won't drink it! I won't drink it even if you talk about it." The female wandering soul still resisted, and her attitude was very firm.

Po Meng rolled her eyes, "Since you don't drink, go to hell."

As soon as the words fell, the black and white impermanence directly grabbed the female wandering soul and threw it into the Wangchuan River. Immediately, all the copper snakes and iron dogs in the river came up to bite the female wandering soul, drowning her in an instant.

Po Meng looked at the other wandering souls with white eyes and said coldly: "This is hell, but you can't let yourself mess around. If you don't obey, you will end up like this."

The other wandering souls immediately fell silent, no one dared to disobey Po Meng's orders, and they all drank Po Meng's soup, even if they lost their memory, it was better than suffering in the Wangchuan River.

Wang Dachun frowned, who made the rules of the underworld, it is too overbearing, it is completely bullying others, bullying the weak, if one day he becomes stronger in the future, he must re-establish the rules of the underworld.

Wang Dachun's body trembled suddenly, because he saw Black and White Impermanence walking towards Yun Zhu, at this moment Yun Zhu's collarbone was pierced by an iron chain, and he walked slowly towards Meng Poting.

"Hurry up! Mother-in-law." Black and White Wuchang beat Yun Zhu with an iron chain, and urged impatiently.

Wang Dachun's eyes suddenly turned blood red.