Shanhaijing continuation of the rebirth of Fuja

No!There is no going back!

The bright red blood was like a meandering red snake, staggering and crawling along the edge of the knife, and the blood beads with the broken thread slipped down along the wound... One drop, two drops, three drops... As the knife penetrated deeper, the blood flowed along the wound. With arms full of palms...

"Fu'er...you...you..." Akabane's eyes widened, and he looked at the dagger suddenly inserted into his chest by Fuer in disbelief.

"How did you see through it?" At this moment, Ancestor Hongjun's familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Fu'er replied blankly, "Because the real Akabane is not like this at all, so he is a fake! You changed it!"

"Oh? Really?" Patriarch Hongjun's voice became clearer and clearer, as if he was close at hand, but he couldn't see him. "Qinglongxuannv, you are very smart to see through this point, but..." Patriarch Hongjun paused.

"But what?" Fu'er panicked.

Ancestor Hongjun suddenly burst out laughing, "However, the old man doesn't need to change into his appearance to lure you into being fooled, it's just that the old man put a spell on him and silently manipulated his words and deeds behind his back! "

"What?" Fu'er's head exploded with a "buzz"..."So...her lips are pale, her eyelashes are trembling, and her whole body is trembling.

"That's right, what you killed just now was Akabane's true self, not the old man's illusion! Hahahaha..." At this time, the laughter of the ancestor Hongjun was like a sharp knife, and every word hurt Fuer's heart Heart.

Looking at her blood-stained hands, Fu'er felt that the world was dark and dark, and her world had completely collapsed!A stream of tears fell silently from her sad face, there was no crying at all, just letting the tears keep flowing down.

"Now everyone is dead, only you are left, Qinglongxuannv, what are you going to do?"

Yes, everyone is dead, Xinyuehu, Peipei, Xiaobing, Xiaoyang, Hongling, Asu Shangguanjin, An An, Qinglan are all dead, Mo'er is also dead, and now Akabane is also dead, Even Brother Bin is dead, all of them are dead... And I, what's the point of living alone?

The words of Patriarch Hongjun hit Fu'er as strongly as a mountain top, and all thoughts were lost!There is nothing to love in life!Her hands and feet were numb, her blood was about to freeze, and her heart was about to suffocate. It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. It completely broke the only line of defense left in Fu'er's heart... She didn't say anything, and it was too late Said, his eyes turned black, and he fell into the boundless darkness...

Suddenly, a bloody road appeared in front of Fuer's eyes, and the two sides of the road were full of red fire-like flowers, but the flowers and leaves were separated. When the flowers bloom, you can't see the leaves. When it comes to flowers, the flowers and leaves do not meet each other. Is this the legendary Bianhua?

The flowers on the other side bloom and bloom on the other side, and you never see each other from life to life, but you can only see the flowers blooming but you can't see the leaves.Huang Quan leads each other along the way.

Fu'er suddenly remembered what I heard Mr. Shu said, so, is the road you walked just now Huangquan Road?

"Am I already dead?" Fu'er had a heavy question in her mind.Fu'er didn't dare to look back, so she could only bite the bullet and continue walking...

After crossing the Yellow Spring Road where Bana flowers were blooming, Fu'er soon came to a river. The water in the river was blood-yellow, and the wind was blowing in her face, causing waves to churn in her stomach...

And there is a stone beside the river, the words on the stone are as bright as blood, and the four words "Go to the other side early" are engraved on it.Fu'er looked along the four words, and saw a bridge in front of her. This bridge was above the river, and there seemed to be someone sitting there vaguely on the bridge. Great!Finally someone!When Fu'er saw someone, she excitedly ran across the stone bridge.

However, when she took a closer look, it turned out to be an old woman sitting there with a bowl in her hand.

"Who are you?" Fu'er was a little scared.

But the old woman didn't answer and asked instead, "Miss, would you like a bowl of Mengpo soup?"

"Ah!" Fu'er was so frightened that she couldn't help screaming, "You are...you are..." Fu'er hesitated for a long time, but didn't dare to say it out.

After hearing that, the old woman smiled kindly and said, "The old woman is Meng Po."

Now Fu'er understood completely!It turned out that she was really dead!The river she passed just now is the Wangchuan River, the stone on the bank of the river is the Sansheng Stone, and the stone bridge she is standing on now is the Naihe Bridge...

Looking at the Three Lives on the Three Lives Stone, it is destined that the Three Lives will carry eternity.Who was in love with in the previous life?Will we meet again in the next life!The dream of this life breaks the road to Huangquan, and there are tears in front of the flowers on the other side.Whose name is inscribed in front of the Blood Stone?How many floors does Xiangtai look at with tears?

It seems that it is the turn of Wangxiangtai next, right?Wangxiang Terrace is the last place to look at your hometown and relatives.Before forgetting all the memories of this life, before being reborn as another person, everyone can take a last look at your love, hatred, hatred, your dream, the person you love the most in this life, you People who still want to wait in the afterlife.

But Fuer has nothing to look forward to.Everyone is dead, and everything in the world has nothing to do with her, except her parents, but she dare not look, dare not look at her parents for the last time, because what is the point of looking again?Everything can't be changed, it just adds to the sadness!Seeing each other is worse than seeing each other... Fu'er wiped away the tears on her face, forgetting everything, perhaps this is the best relief.

So thinking of Fu'er, she reached out her hand tremblingly to take the bowl from Po Meng. She knew that it contained Po Meng Soup, also called Wangqing Water, and if she drank it, she would forget this life.The love and hatred of a lifetime, the ups and downs of a lifetime of gains and losses will be completely forgotten with this bowl of Mengpo soup.People who care about you in this life, people you hate in this life will be strangers in the next life, and you will never know each other...

"Girl, have you really made up your mind?" At this moment, Po Meng suddenly said, "The Po Meng soup in your bowl is actually the tears of the living. Everyone will shed tears when they are alive. Tears: because of joy, sorrow, pain, hatred, sorrow, and love. The old woman collected their tears drop by drop, boiled them into soup, and drinking it was drinking your love for him. The last memory in a person's eyes is the person he loves in this life, after drinking the soup, the figure in his eyes slowly fades away, and his pupils are as clear as a newborn baby."

"Why did you tell me this?" Fu'er hesitated.

"Because this is the job of an old woman. I will tell everyone. Alas..." Meng Po sighed and continued, "But in order to meet your favorite in this life in the next life, you don't have to drink Meng Po soup, then you have to jump into forgetfulness. Chuanhe, wait for thousands of years to reincarnate. During the millennia, you may see the person you love the most in your life walking on the bridge, but the words cannot communicate. You can see him, but he cannot see you. During the millennia, you Seeing him walk over the Naihe Bridge over and over again, and drink bowl after bowl of Mengpo soup, you hope that he will not drink Mengpo soup, and you are afraid that he will not be able to forget the thousand years of suffering in the river. If you can still remember the past, you can re-enter the world and find the person you love the most in the previous life." After finishing speaking, Po Meng pointed to the Xiangchuan River under the bridge.

Fu'er looked at the place pointed by Granny Meng, and suddenly she had the urge to jump...

Fu'er doesn't want to forget Bin Yi, and doesn't want to forget everyone.But that was a thousand years of waiting... Now she is already in pain every minute, let alone a thousand years?

So is it to dance or to drink?