don't pass time

Yan Lang seems to be very familiar with this road, he doesn't look around but pays attention to Lu Yuan's reaction, he suddenly reaches out and grabs Lu Yuan.Lu Yuan turned around without knowing why, and saw a ghost walking past the place where he was standing just now.The wandering soul lost his head and just walked straight forward. There is no fork in Huangquan Road anyway. Not to mention that the soul does not rely on eyes to see things, even if it really relies on eyes, he can't get out no matter how he walks. This is outlined by Wangchuan route.

Yan Lang instructed in a low voice: "Now that we have suppressed our breath, we are equivalent to the lonely ghosts here, but just in case, try not to have contact with other ghosts."

Lu Yuan nodded, and finally showed some nervousness, but the question was a bit off the mark: "By the way, when you kiss me, are you really trying to hold my breath?"

"Are you stupid?" Yan Lang laughed twice, "I don't even know that I took advantage of you. The breath on your body is because I put a spell on you earlier."

Lu Yuan got angry and slashed with his palm. The two of them had already passed a few strokes, Yan Lang smiled and begged for mercy: "Okay, it's time to go."

Lu Yuan withdrew his palm and walked ahead with a snort, letting go of the normal or strange souls he met on the road, Yan Lang followed behind him, secretly surprised at the speed of his spiritual power recovery.After a while, Lu Yuan had forgotten the anger just now, and asked: "What if you meet a ghost?"

Yan Lang caught up two steps and stood side by side with him, explaining: "Ghost messengers only care about those dead souls who have reached the time of reincarnation. There are so many souls wandering around on the road to the underworld. Even if they see us, we have no human breath on us." It won't do anything. Taking a step back, it doesn't matter if you are discovered, I still have a little friendship with the master of this underworld."

Lu Yuan had an incredulous expression on his face: "Friendship, do you still have friendship with the King of Hades in the Ten Palaces?"

"That's right." Yan Lang put on an expression of "I'm amazing, hurry up and praise me", and raised the corners of his mouth, "Although I'm mainly a demon hunter, I will accept evil spirits when I meet them. They have cleaned up a few ghost things that strayed into the world."

Lu Yuan refused to comment on Mr. Yan's increasingly unrepressed twang, but asked: "Since you are only collecting ghosts by the way, why do the evil spirits attack the Tang family on a large scale?"

Yan Lang passed a bloody female ghost sideways, frowned and said: "It may be that someone restrained the evil spirits, or there may be something wrong in the underworld. I planned to ask King Qin Guang before, but Thinking about it, they probably don’t know anything, and even if they knew, they probably wouldn’t tell me.”

"Hey, don't you still have friendship?"

Yan Lang looked at Lu Yuan's expression of pretending innocence but joking, and he felt an urge to want to fuck him, and finally he pretended to hate iron and said: "Stupid, if I have friendship again He is also an outsider, and the family ugliness should not be publicized. If the evil spirits are really acting alone, then there must be internal turmoil in the underworld itself, or else there is something wrong with the entire underworld. They can't be cleaned."

It wasn't that Lu Yuan didn't understand these things, so when he heard his excuse, he made a face at him, expressed his disdain, and said casually: "I'm afraid that if I jump into the Wangchuan River, I'll get more and more dirty. "

Yan Lang chuckled, and the two continued to walk towards Naihe Bridge.

The soul has no fixed shape, but most of the souls in the underworld still retain their appearance when they died.The more he walked forward, the more ghosts he encountered. If Lu Yuan felt a little horrified at the beginning, now there is only pity left.Countless dead souls, no matter how ugly or weird they appear, they will make people feel lonely in the end. They come and go on the edge of the river of forgetfulness, as if they have no roots and no support.

Probably they are all wandering souls who don't know where they should go, and have forgotten where they came from.Maybe there are some others who only remember what or who they are waiting for, but after a long time, they can't remember exactly what or who they are waiting for.

The object of attachment is precisely one's own attachment.

The first time he saw a ghost escorting the soul about to be reincarnated to go forward, Yan Lang reminded Lu Yuan: "We are almost at Naihe Bridge."

Lu Yuan gave a low "hmm", and the shadow of the curved bridge gradually appeared in his sight.

Not long after, the whole Naihe Bridge became clear in front of my eyes. The bridge looked like a stone arch bridge by the river. At the head of the bridge stood a huge dark white stone, which was the legendary Sansheng Stone.There are more souls coming and going near the bridge, and the only ones walking on the bridge are the souls going to the other side, none of them are in the opposite direction.

At the head of the bridge there is a big case, and there is a woman standing beside it, that is, Po Meng.

Approaching Lu Yuan, he was surprised to find that the legendary Meng Po turned out to be a rather glamorous middle-aged mistress, wearing coarse clothes of an unknown dynasty, with a cold expression, but she could still see her charm, especially her pair of brilliant The Danfeng eyes, if you just look at them, are as good as any young woman Lu Yuan has ever met.

Yan Lang led Lu Yuan slowly approaching, and Granny Meng was passing a bowl of soup medicine to the young girl next to her with a calm and relieved face.Granny Meng raised her eyes to meet Yan Lang's. Yan Lang smiled, and she nodded lightly at him, then looked across Lu Yuan seemingly unintentionally, then lowered her head, focusing on her soup on.

Lu Yuan was dumbfounded, it turned out that he was really an acquaintance.

Meng Po remembers people not by appearance at all, she has a more real way of knowing people that is close to people's souls.Yan Lang had come and gone so many times a thousand years ago, she had already memorized the aura of his soul, but the boy next to him had a strong and upright spiritual power at first glance, but there was always something inexplicable about him. .

The most indispensable thing in hell is all kinds of dead souls. Po Meng has seen all kinds of postures of human beings. Now she is not surprised when she sees anything, and she never meddles in other people's business. I just mean it.

Yan Lang didn't say much, he just led Lu Yuan around behind the Sansheng Stone, pointed at the high cliff opposite, "Ganoderma lucidum grows on that cliff."

Lu Yuan followed his finger to look over, and saw that the cliff had sunk into the constant darkness above his head, and he couldn't see anything clearly.He made up his mind and asked casually, "How?"

Yan Lang smiled: "I'm not busy at the moment, we've been here all this way already in the early morning, we have to wait until the next hour."

"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded, blinking his eyes, "And then? What should we do now? Rest?"

"What are you resting for? It's rare to come to Huangquan, let's go shopping together in the underworld."

Lu Yuan finished speaking, seeing Yan Lang's playful smile, he rolled his eyes at him.Yan Lang smiled and said softly: "You should have felt it. After we got down, we suppressed the human breath. It is no different from ghosts for the time being. It doesn't matter if we don't sleep for a few days, and even if we want to sleep, there is no bed here. Fortunately, there is no bed here." bed, or else."

When Yan Lang said this, he simply broke off, and Lu Yuan gave a suspicious "hmm", and looked at him, but he still didn't speak.Lu Yuan asked, "What else?"

Yan Lang pursed his lips slightly, feeling rather shy, leaned over and whispered in Lu Yuan's ear: "Otherwise I'm afraid that when I can't resist doing something bad, others will watch you, and I'll be thankful."

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "Get out!"

Yan Lang chuckled twice, held his hand happily, hiding his worries about Ye Chennan and Lin Nuanfeng's situation, and took Lu Yuan for a walk by the Wangchuan River.

Yan Lang didn't lie to Lu Yuan, the two of them now have a human breath in the underworld, and they are indeed no different from the ghosts that can be materialized in the underworld, neither feeling hunger, thirst, nor fatigue.It's just that after walking back and forth several times along the only road in Wangchuan that didn't have a fork, even though Yan Lang was by his side, Lu Yuan still felt a little desolate in his heart, so he casually commented: "Walking like this is really true. Bitter."

Yan Lang smiled very lightly, as if all the heavy past had been rubbed into that smile, turning into boundless tenderness, without any waves.He put his hand on Lu Yuan's shoulder, stroked his neck with his fingers, and said, "It's worth it."

As long as you have wandered by the Wangchuan River, this feeling of walking alone may melt into every soul.Therefore, everyone will have at least one time in his life, maybe he wakes up at night, or maybe he suddenly realizes that he is walking alone during the day, and the loneliness can't go away.

The two walked boredly, chatting one after another, a figure in the distance gradually became clear in sight, Lu Yuan turned sideways to get away from the soul, but found that Yan Lang froze in place .

Yan Lang seemed to be holding his breath, his whole body was motionless as if struck by lightning.Lu Yuan followed his line of sight in surprise, and saw that the person walking towards them was wearing a white long gown, he looked like the ancient Pian Pian Jia, who seemed to have died for many years but had never been reincarnated.

Lu Yuan didn't quite understand why Yan Lang behaved in such a gaffe, could it be someone he knew before?

He squeezed Yan Lang's hand, Yan Lang came back to his senses and forced a smile at him, the man just happened to pass by the two of them.Yan Lang turned around to look, the man paused, seemed to sense something, and turned around, seeing Yan Lang staring at him, frowned slightly, although he was puzzled, he nodded politely, and then Turn around and stride towards the direction of Naihe Bridge.

Lu Yuan stood beside him without knowing why, Yan Lang laughed at himself, he didn't know whether he was explaining to Lu Yuan or saying to himself: "It's an old man who has no face to face."

Not getting into his past, not understanding his past has always been Lu Yuan's heart disease, now he understands after hearing Yan Lang's words, it's like what Yan Lang himself said, it's a debt he owed from the past .Lu Yuan sighed almost inaudibly, leaned over to hug him, and let him go quickly.

Yan Lang more or less understood Lu Yuan's thoughts, so he smiled comfortingly: "It's all over, and he doesn't know me anymore."

Lu Yuan nodded and smiled at him, then turned to look down at Wang Chuan Shui, not sure whether he was happy or sad.

Yan Lang fell into silence, and he had no choice but to stay silent.

Dongfang Ke.

The person they passed by was clearly in the first life, but I have been to the underworld so many times, and walked back and forth by the Wangchuan River for countless times, but I have never met him.Previously, he only thought that he had been reincarnated, but now it seems that the opposite seems to be the case. Dongfang Ke has just entered hell.

What exactly is this for?

When Zhizhi died, he became blind. Later, he only heard that Dongfang Ke died in the chaos of the dark world. After the First World War, the psychic world signed a covenant with the dark world that they would not be disturbed for thousands of years. I don't understand either.If Dongfang Ke is a newly dead person, how can he still look like the first life?If it is said that he has passed away for a thousand years but has not been reincarnated, then where is his soul wandering in these thousand years?

The ominous shadow grew bigger and bigger, people and things related to the first life kept appearing, Yan Lang thought about it and unconsciously held Lu Yuan's hand tightly.

He didn't know what was waiting for him not far away, but he never wanted to watch the person beside him leave his world.

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