On the Avenue

There was a lot of killing outside, but inside Yuanchen Palace, it was quiet and peaceful, and no sound from outside could be heard.

Yuanchen Palace was clean and tidy, and someone should have cleaned it regularly.

It was night, when the three corpse gods appeared, and Chen Shi saw his mother's three corpse gods.

The upper corpse god Peng Ju was lying on the ground, his face was ashen, staring at the sky in a daze.

The middle corpse god Peng Tu was sitting against a tree, his eyes were dull and he looked gloomy.

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The lower corpse god Peng𫏋 was lying on the ground, waiting for death to come.

They were lingering in sorrow, like stone sculptures.

The owner of Yuanchen Palace was too sad, causing the three corpse gods born of desire to fall into sorrow and unable to get out of sorrow.

Chen Shi walked past these three ugly corpse gods, and they didn't even look at Chen Shi.

The gate of the Divine Court of this Yuanchen Palace was opened, but they did not break into the Divine Court to persuade their master to go out with them to have fun.

They lost their vitality because of their master's grief, and were trapped in this Yuanchen Palace by ghosts and gods, unable to go out.

Chen Shi climbed the stairs, and his body changed as he walked.

These days he has been in the form of a big Yaksha, and only now has he ended his magical power of changing into a god, and changed from a Yaksha back to a human form.

He was worried that the Yaksha form would scare his mother.

Chen Shi walked into the Divine Court. From the outside, the Divine Court looked like a gorgeous palace, but when he walked into it, what came into view was a long corridor with no end in sight, with rooms on both sides of the corridor.

"Mom, where are you?" Chen Shi called out loudly.

The echo in the corridor was agitated and spread far away, but no one responded.

Chen Shi came to the first room, opened the door, and a soft and warm light came into his eyes.

This room seemed to be a delivery room. Old Lady Wuzhu was a midwife, holding a baby in her arms, smiling.

Young Chen Tang stood beside Old Lady Wuzhu, leaning over to look at the baby in her arms, and reaching out to hold it, but was afraid that he would hurt the baby with too much strength.

There were more than a dozen Old Lady Wuzhu in the room, holding little Chen Shi in different postures and standing in different positions.

There were more young Chen Tangs, who also appeared in various places in the room. Some Chen Tangs did not hold the baby, some Chen Tangs held the baby, some Chen Tangs were bold and lifted little Chen Shi high, and some Chen Tangs secretly opened the swaddling clothes to look at the penis.

They were like people made of smoke, touching lightly, and the palms passed through as if nothing.

Their bodies would disperse as the palms passed through, but they would soon gather again, still maintaining the original posture.

Chen Shi passed through them and came to the bed in the bedroom. There was also a Chen Tang sitting at the head of the bed, looking at the person on the bed with gentle eyes, loving and grateful.

But when Chen Shi looked at the bed, there was no one there.

Chen Shi realized that this was the perspective of the woman who had just given birth.

She had just given birth and was very weak. She lay on the bed and watched the midwife holding her child busy in the room.

She also watched her husband enter the room cautiously, from not daring to hold the newborn baby, to holding it in his arms, to lifting it high, and then to coming to her side, caring about her body, and the couple said touching words.

"In this room, there are my mother's memories when I was born."

Chen Shi thought to himself.

He walked out of this room and came to the room opposite.

There were cradles everywhere in this room, and there was a little Chen Shi in each cradle. These little Chen Shi looked different, some were crying loudly, some were holding their fingers, and some were giggling non-stop. Chen Shi entered the next room, which was full of babies who had pooped and peed. The room was messy and smelly, and diapers were hung everywhere.

Chen Shi came to another room, which was full of little Chen Shi crawling on the ground, making a lot of noise.

He walked along the corridor and entered one room after another. As he went deeper, the little Chen Shi in the room gradually grew up, from crawling all over the floor, to sitting on the floor and gnawing on the table legs, to standing up shakily and learning to walk, and then growing a few small teeth.

The Chen Shi in the room gradually grew taller. There was a Chen Shi who dragged the duck into the room by the neck and said that he would eat this for lunch. There was also a Chen Shi who scrawled on the walls and the floor. There was also a Chen Shi who turned the couple's clothes and miscellaneous items upside down. There was also a Chen Shi who hid under the bed and cried because his butt was swollen after being beaten by Chen Tang... What appeared behind the door was no longer the bedroom, but outside.

This is the yard of the old Chen family.

He would learn to write with Chen Tang in the study, lie on his mother's knees in the sun and let his mother pick his ears, and help his mother roll a ball of thread, flee in panic under Chen Tang's whip, and listen to criticism with a silly smile on his face while holding shoes in one hand and a few fish in the other hand, covered in mud.

Then, the scene of Huangpo Village appeared behind the door again. Chen Shi ran around, stood on the wall, climbed up the tree, played games with other children in the village, and stood in the corner to be criticized.

"These are all about my memories."

Chen Shi quickly opened the doors one by one, looking for his mother's trace.

But the more he looked, the more confused he became.

In the memories behind these doors, Chen Shi occupied most of them, and some of them were Chen Tang, but he did not find himself in his mother's memory.

She always focused her energy on Chen Shi and Chen Tang, and rarely cared about herself.

So in these memories, she was always missing.

Chen Shi continued to rush forward and opened the doors one by one. The memories behind the doors were warm, sweet, and joyful. The figure of his grandfather Chen Yindu also appeared, and the lively scene at home whenever his grandfather came home.

There was also the depressed Chen Tang, who confided to her about being bullied by the creature Xiaowu.

Chen Shi behind the door grew up day by day, from a small baby to eight or nine years old. He followed Chen Tang to study and would go to the loess slope outside the village to study.

He also grew taller.

"Mom! I'm alive, mom!"

Chen Shi stood in the corridor and shouted, "I'm here to save you! Where are you?"

His voice echoed in the empty corridor, and no one answered.

Chen Shi opened another door. The memories behind the doors just now were rich in color, and the colors in the memories were more colorful than the colors in the real world.

But the memories behind this door were black and white, without other colors, only a pool of blood on the ground was bright red.

There was also a corpse lying on the ground, small, it was Chen Shi's corpse.

In the memory behind this door, there was no sky, no earth, and it was dark all around, completely dark.

A woman was kneeling in front of Chen Shi's body, crying, but no sound could be heard. She was trembling, but her face could not be seen.

She seemed to be calling her son's name, calling him back, and she was shouting until she was hoarse.

This time, Chen Shi saw his mother, but his perspective was high up, that was the perspective of the soul, not the perspective of the eyes.

It hurt.

It hurt too much.

The pain was so severe that the soul couldn't bear it, and it took the initiative to tear apart from the body, ran out of the body, and looked down at the mother who had lost her son from a detached perspective.

The soul wanted to return to the body, but it was still too painful.

Chen Shi stared at this scene in a daze, turned around and closed the door, standing in the long corridor, his nose a little sour.

He calmed down and opened the next door.

Behind the door was a black and white world, without sky, without earth, except for the body of little Chen Shi and the grieving mother, and a touch of bright red blood, there was nothing else.

Chen Shi opened another door, and behind the door was still a black and white world, with Chen Shi's small body and his mother kneeling on the ground.

He opened another door, and the world behind the door was still black and white, just like the world behind the previous door.

Chen Shi opened door after door, and continued to go deeper into the corridor, but every door after that was the same, and it never changed.

His mother's soul was so painful that she left her body, and the pain formed this memory from the perspective of the soul. After a long time, his mother was immersed in this painful memory and could never get out again!

All the sorrows in the world are nothing more than this.

Chen Shi didn't remember how many doors he opened, but still couldn't find his mother. He called out loudly, but still didn't get any response.

He ran forward, pushed open one door after another, and behind the door was always black and white, and he couldn't find his mother.

He ran forward like crazy, but this road seemed to never end, as if all the rooms were a repetition of the death of little Chen Shi. He kept running and kept opening new doors, and the situation behind the doors was the same.

Chen Shi ran forward, anxious.

This time, saving his mother was not foolproof!

His mother was imprisoned here because of the arrangement of the King of Hell. From the tone of the young master Wei Yue, the King of Hell had used this arrangement to catch Chen Shi and imprison him.

This time, he invited the boat girl, the three judges, the black pot, and the stele carver Du Yiran to help, but he couldn't hold on for long!

There were too many Yincha in Xiandu, rushing over in an endless stream. Even the king of heaven could be exhausted and drowned by them!

Chen Shi must rescue his mother in the shortest possible time!

But how can he find his mother from these almost endless portals?

He ran forward, quickly pushed open one door after another, and called out loudly, but this corridor seemed to have no end, and the portals had no end. No matter how fast or far he ran, there were always more portals in front of him. Chen Shi pushed open a door again and glanced at it hastily. It was still the same scene as before.

He turned around and closed the door. He couldn't look in every room. He had to hurry up, skip a dozen rooms, and then open a door. This would save a lot of time.

Wait until the scene behind the door changes, then look carefully.

He was about to run forward when a voice came from behind a door next to him.

"Xiao Shi, mother finally found you."

Chen Shi's body suddenly stopped, looked at the door, and pushed the closed door open with trembling hands.

Behind the door, the boundless sea of ​​fire came into view, the flames leaped, and the tall and incomparable demons stood in the flames, looking in the same direction.

The demon flames in the sea of ​​fire rolled and rushed to the sky.

A weak woman knelt in the flames, hugging an eight or nine-year-old child tightly.

"Xiao Shi, mother found you."

Chen Shi stared at this scene in a daze. The soul of a mother passed through the underworld full of ghosts and gods, and there were ghosts and monsters eating people everywhere, crossing the mountains of swords and seas of fire to find her child.

He didn't remember any of this.

He didn't remember his mother's spirit leaving her body to find him in the underworld, nor did he remember the mother and son reuniting in the sea of ​​fire.

He watched this scene, and after a moment, he quietly retreated and gently closed the door.

"Xiao Shi..."

A trembling voice came from behind him, and Chen Shi's body trembled and turned around.

His mother's spirit came behind him at some point, looking straight at him, as if she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

"Xiao Shi!"

She rushed over and hugged Chen Shi tightly, just like she hugged the nine-year-old Chen Shi tightly in the sea of ​​fire in hell, surrounded by demons.

"Xiao Shi, mother finally found you."

She said with a choked voice.

Chen Shi opened his arms and hugged her tightly, fearing that this fragile yet strong soul would fly away because of the pain in his heart.

"Mother, I'm here to take you home!"

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