The Guide to the Peak of Quick Transmigration

Wu Siyu felt that she was floating, as if she didn't know where she was.

The whole person is light and light, or it should be said that his entire flame can no longer be controlled by himself.

Looking at the ghost messenger with a green face and fangs, he walked along a road with all kinds of ghosts.

Then I was swept by a gust of wind and I didn't know where I was taken.

The gloomy sky is depressing and uncomfortable.

But the warmth surrounding him never disappeared, which made Wu Siyu's heart not very nervous.

Soon she adjusted her mentality.

Think of it as a journey with the wind!

She has seen countless life and death partings, and seen many loves, hates and sorrows.

But she didn't understand why she saw this.

She even began to gradually forget who she was and why she was wandering in the underworld.

She always seems to be standing next to a beautiful woman in a blue dress, watching the woman carry a small teapot that never runs out, pour a cup of tea for everyone who wants to cross the bridge, and then watch those who drink Those who drink tea cross the bridge.

Later, she didn't know what happened to herself, it was so monotonous and simple, like a pool of water, calm, without any ripples, standing beside the woman in the blue skirt, watching the woman with a compassionate expression, offering a cup of tea to the souls who came and went. .

I don't know how much time passed, but she couldn't stop beside the woman in the blue skirt, and was brought into a stone room with a cold wind in front of a huge mirror in an unknown place.

She saw herself in the mirror.

Yes, it was her own, don't ask her why she was so sure, it was an inexplicable intuition.

The self in the mirror was wearing ghost clothes.

It is rumored that the ghost messengers have no heart, in order to let them lead the way fairly, they don't have any distracting thoughts in their hearts.

So maybe that rumor is true?

Otherwise, how could the self in the mirror be so plump and round?

Looking at herself in the mirror, bringing the souls of the three worlds back and forth at the junction of Yin and Yang every day, it seems that nothing in this world can stop her.

Maybe it's because it's an immortal ghost, so it's calm like a pool of stagnant water. Every time I pass by the woman in the blue dress standing by the bridge and drinking a handful of water for the ghost, the self in the mirror will say "the world Nothing can withstand the ravages of time and will change with the passage of time."

I don't know how much time has passed, but suddenly one day, her life changed and she had expectations.

A fisherman's daughter fell into the water and drowned while fishing.

It's all a joke to say, how could a person who lived by the water and fished for a living fall into the water and drown?

Looking at the drowned ghost covered in water, he took the initiative to talk to himself, "...Where is this...I am dead?...You?...A bull-headed horse face?"

The ghost guard in the mirror didn't speak, just nodded, and then put the soul-locking shackles on the fisher girl.

But the fisherwoman didn't seem to see the indifference of the ghost messenger and continued to say "Can I go tomorrow?..." She was stared at by the ghost messenger's cold, emotionless eyes.

The fisherwoman added in a low voice with some guilt, "It's not that I don't want to leave, I just want to leave after midnight...tomorrow is my lover's birthday. I want to say happy birthday to her. She is 16 years old today Now that she is an adult, I have prepared a gift for her as an adult. It is a clam that I have been catching for a long time, and there is a pearl the size of a thumb in it. I want to give it to..."

As she spoke, the fisherman's daughter began to cry. Ghosts don't have tears, but the fisherman's daughter wept blood from her eyes, crying sadly.

The ghost guard looked at the crying fisher girl, and swallowed the words on his lips.She felt that it was better not to tell this person!

If I told her that the reason why she drowned was her so-called lover, in order not to be entangled by her, in order not to ruin my reputation, and in order not to affect my marriage to a rich businessman, I gave the fisherman's family an ingot of gold, enough The fisherman's family stopped fishing for a living, bought a house to do small business, and lived comfortably for a lifetime.

The five children of the fisherman's family traded a girl's life for the whole family's happy life. The fisherman and his wife agreed without much hesitation.

The fisherman's wife bought rat poison and put it in the fisherman's daughter's meal. Seeing that the fisherman's daughter had eaten it all, she felt relieved and let the fisherman take the fisherman's daughter to go fishing.

Even if the fisher girl hadn't been pushed into the water by her younger brother, it wouldn't be long before she died from eating rat poison.

Wu Siyu looked at the ghost in the mirror and felt that he was still very kind.

Looking at the fisherwoman, she always felt familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

But where did I meet that person?

Can't remember anyway.

When Wu Siyu was trying to figure out who the familiar fisherman was, the fisherman in the mirror had already drank the water handed to him by the woman in the blue skirt, walked across the bridge, and disappeared.

The screen flashed, and it was still the fisher girl, but this time the fisher girl was a Taoist nun who disregarded the world of mortals and became a monk.

The Taoist nun who was behind the ghost messenger chattered endlessly, not caring that she was talking to herself, "Wow! This is the underworld! It's the underworld! So there really is such a thing as the underworld! I... I'm dead, right? ? Are you going to take me to hell, or send me to drink Mengpo soup and reincarnate?"

The ghost messenger walking in front continued to walk forward blankly, as if no one was talking behind him.

"There is a ghost messenger! Then there must be a three-life stone, right? Can I see my marriage!" The nun still did not intend to let this quiet ghost messenger go.Fully carry forward the spirit of never abandoning and never giving up, and chatter non-stop.

After being pestered tirelessly by a nun chattering like a tireless sparrow, the ghost messenger finally nodded and brought the nun to the stone gate outside the mirror where Wu Siyu was.

Wu Siyu couldn't see any difference on the stone door, but the Taoist nun seemed to be able to see it, and nodded while looking at it, "Oh...so that's the case. There is still such a love..."

After the Taoist nun finished reading, without the previous croaking, she looked at the ghost messenger with some sadness and distress, and grabbed the ghost messenger's sleeve.

"Do you remember me?" asked seriously and sadly.

The ghost messenger still looked at the Taoist nun expressionlessly, without nodding or shaking his head, because the Taoist nun's closeness made him stiff.

"Can I ask you something?" The nun seemed to have thought of something, and secretly grabbed the ghost guard's hand.

Throwing away the Taoist nun's hand, she no longer knows how many years she has been a ghost messenger, and she also doesn't remember how many years no one has approached her, but she does not rule out this person's closeness.

Couldn't even turn this guy down.

Nodding with a stiff neck.

Seeing the ghost almost nodding, the Taoist nun smiled happily and continued to push forward, "Come here when I die next time, recognize me, and let's be friends."

The ghost guard looked down at the hand that was just grabbed by the nun, and nodded silently.

When the ghost messenger sent away the soul of the Taoist nun, he made a mark unique to each ghost messenger on the soul of the Taoist nun.

That way she would be able to recognize her and find her among the stream of ghosts.

The ghost of the fisherman girl died again and again, with different identities and different reasons.

Later, I don't know where it started, the fisherman girl became an actress, and her ghost was led into the underworld, but she refused to drink Mengpo soup, couldn't cross the bridge of Naihe, and couldn't be reincarnated.

Day after day, I stood at the bridge of Naihe and sang.

It's not that there are ghosts who are obsessed with such obsession in the underworld, but it won't take long before the obsession will dissipate.

And she is an exception.

The ghost messenger deliberately went to check her life and death book, and only then did she know that she was the emperor's favorite concubine in this life, the empress's favorite concubine, but she was also her own favorite, the empress's beloved woman secretly in love with.

Later, when the country was subjugated, she was strangled to death in the palace by the empress with a white silk.

She stood at the bridge of Naihe, year after year, day after day, watching the reincarnation of the emperor, singing one song after another, praying for the emperor who strangled her.

Waiting for her favorite person.

Hundreds of years have passed, her voice has lost its voice, but her lips are still moving.

The ghost messenger knew that apart from the emperor, she was still waiting for the person she liked.

The ghost messenger really wants to tell her that the person she likes is just a little fairy who has experienced love in the sky.

But seeing her like that, she felt pity in her heart, so she turned into the appearance of her favorite person, walked in front of her, took Meng Po Tang and drank it all, and crossed the Naihe Bridge.

In the mouth of the ghost messenger, the Mengpo soup is as tasteless as a bowl of white water. Who will let the ghost servant have no heart!

If you don't have a heart, you will naturally have no sorrows in the world, and there is nothing to forget.

Finally, after the ghost messenger walked across the Naihe Bridge, she stopped singing, walked up the Naihe Bridge step by step, and drank the soup that Po Meng handed over to her.

Seeing her re-entering reincarnation, Guicha felt a little strange in his heart.

In this life, she was still an actress, fell in love with the queen who was somewhat similar to her favorite little fairy, and was forcibly occupied by the emperor. The queen was jealous and drowned her alive in the well.

After her death, she returned to Naihe Bridge and sang operas.

Time and time again, the ghost messenger reminisces about the appearance of her favorite person and guides her across the bridge of Naihe.

Seeing that she has been so sad for hundreds of generations, the ghost messenger finally couldn't help but checked her karma book after not seeing her ghost for nearly a hundred years.

It turned out that she was a fairy who fell in love with her master and was thrown into the mortal world.

In order not to let her beloved apprentice suffer, her master dug out her fairy heart, fed it to her apprentice at Zhuxiantai, and jumped off Zhuxiantai instead of her disciple.

And the emperor who this person is obsessed with watching is a person who looks somewhat similar to her master, and the person she likes is her Qingjie.

The ghost messenger abides by the agreement, recognizes each other again and again, and then tells the past to the ghost who can't remember the past.

The author has something to say: I actually wrote this chapter very smoothly

but sad to write

So I changed it four times

It's probably the end

Today is New Year's Day, and there are a lot of people in the supermarket.

There have been too many social activities recently, I can't remember that I haven't slept well for a few days

This chapter was written the day before yesterday

Thank you Zixuan for helping me make the cover

2018年1月1日15:44:13