Ghost Emperor Scavenger God

13

The heavenly world is holding a conference again!

The matter of Qingxiang Building in this world spread like wildfire, and there are many versions of the story. It must be that there are many mermaids and dragons from the Three Realms mixed in that Qingxiang Building.

"A ghost from the ghost world in the Qingxiang Tower pretends to be an exiled immortal, and hangs around in the Qingxiang Tower to inhale people's souls, is that true?" In the Tianjie Guangming Hall, the gods around are all chattering.

"Isn't that so? I heard that it was the lost song "Snatching the Soul" that killed hundreds of people overnight." said the worried-looking god.

"I've also heard that this is the ghost who made Ling Konghua pour down the sky at that time." Youshen agreed.

Everyone said a word, and slowly silenced, the emperor who was sitting on the top, his eyes were red, and he was in a bad mood when he saw it, clapping his hands and shouting loudly: "The gods of the four directions are here!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The gods of the four directions Chong, Gai, Xiu, and Xi lined up.

"Go and capture Wuyi from the ghost world, practice sorcery, and hurt people's lives, it's against the law of nature." Jiu Ling looked serious, and once he put away his usual hippie smile, he said calmly without a smile.

On this day, the Emperor of Heaven issued an order, which meant that Wuyi was appointed a position and sentenced to death.

……

The Human Sovereign paid homage and made a wish again and again, hoping that the heavens could solve this unsolved mystery.Jiu Ling sent the God of Dreams to drag the dream to the emperor, "The heavens are known, please rest assured. The heavens are fully responsible for this matter!" It's ridiculous to comfort others even though he doesn't know how to face it.

Human Sovereign lamented that it was fortunate that the heavens came forward, otherwise there was really nothing they could do about it.

——Ghost Realm, where Po Meng is.

Everyone in the world says that Po Meng's bowl of soup will settle the past and future.If you want to forget everything in the world, you might as well drink a bowl of Mengpo soup and reincarnate.

However, if they can be reincarnated as human beings, are there ghosts?Wuyi had a very, very long dream. In the dream, there were the long years spent on the mountain. There were two people fighting and fighting to avoid the rain and enjoy the snow. Suddenly, the scene changed and a sharp knife was inserted into the abdomen Among them, Jiu Ling's face with the seal of the Emperor of Heaven stood there shiningly and laughed at himself.

Wuyi broke out in a cold sweat, wanted to exclaim but her voice was suppressed in her throat, unable to yell out, she could only silently let the tears flow down the corners of her eyes, her hands tightly pulled the quilt, her veins bulged, and she struggled hard Breaking free, he exclaimed "Ah--", the whole person woke up from the dream, sweating profusely, and tears streaming down his face.

Leaning on crutches, Granny Meng looked at Wuyi, who was startled awake on the straw mat, and then at the hand sitting on the edge of the bed holding a facekerchief to wipe away the blood-stained hands on Wuyi's face. After Wuyi woke up, she stopped awkwardly. in mid-air.

Wuyi saw that the smudged blood on the facekerchief in Binggu's hand had turned dark brown, forced a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Thank you for saving me."

Po Meng looked at these two people, shook her head and sighed: "Silly boy!" I don't know if it means Binggu is stupid or Wuyi is stupid.

The wounds on her body have been treated briefly, and the wounds are no longer bleeding, but Wuyi felt that she couldn't bear it for the first time, her teeth chattered slightly, and even breathing lightly felt pain all over her body, without any strength, without any activity. desire to go down.I can't wait to die right away, the pain that seeps into my bones like this, the wound that that person personally inflicted, is really more painful than cutting out a heart.

But the ancient artifact folding fan—everything can 'have' the injury is not so good and easy to treat.

"Wuyi Wuyi, as expected, everything can be nothing. Wuyi, as expected, there is nothing!" His life, his existence, was originally a dream, and the dream should be awakened, and the problem to be faced up to after waking up is just It's like holding your beloved baby happily, but being trampled on the soles of your feet wantonly, laughing at yourself by the way, it's not even as good as a fan.Wuyi thought to herself, the ironic self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

Wuyi couldn't sit still, her body twitched involuntarily, it hurt!Every time I move my body, there is a heart-piercing pain, the pain comes from the nerve endings, but I clenched my teeth, not letting out a cry, and slowly straightened my body with my right hand, cold sweat dripping down like raindrops.

Inhale and meditate slowly, since there are still people who are willing to save me, it means that this life is probably still useful!Recover some strength first, although the injuries on the body are all thanks to him, but this Heart Sutra is also taught by him, it is really contradictory and ironic!

I had nothing at first, so why would I force myself into my own life, to give myself a little sweetness, and take away the sweetness that is about to be integrated from the body, it is really ridiculous.

The most hateful thing is myself, so I believe in a person, treat him as my whole, and get used to the habit that I shouldn't get used to.Wuyi kept despising herself in her heart, but the most important thing in this Heart Sutra is to have no distracting thoughts in her heart. Now Wuyi's heart is full of Jiu Ling and her past, how can she keep her mind free of distracting thoughts?The blood that had settled in his chest for a long time spit out with a puff.

Binggu sat and didn't speak, just kept looking at Wuyi's face that was as cold as ice, with a bit of self-mockery, a bit of helplessness, and a bit of heartache, although the face was the same as when we first met, but the whole person was lifeless and dead Like a pool of stagnant water, except for sad emotions, there are no waves.

Binggu handed the facekerchief in his hand to Wuyi, Wuyi took it, wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, covered his stomach with a forced smile and said: "If I can still feel the pain, it means I'm still alive, right?"

Binggu silently watched Wuyi's self-abuse questioning and answering, took Wuyi's facekerchief that had wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up and walked to Po Meng's side, and went out together with Po Meng.

Wuyi began to meditate quietly by herself. After meditating for an unknown period of time, although the wound on her body had not healed, the pain did not feel so bad.Suddenly hearing Binggu's voice coming in from outside, Wuyi opened her eyes and said slowly, her tone was warmer. "Thank you this time."

Wuyi bent over, covered the wound on her stomach, and half-kneeled on the straw mat to thank Bing Gu, her face was pale, but her eyes were still bright, and her forced smile was really dazzling.

"Nothing." Binggu stopped Wuyi who was about to salute, helped Wuyi to lie down, and brought a wet facekerchief from the side that was still dripping, and handed it to Wuyi without saying much, Wuyi was stunned Dazed, he stretched out his hand to take it, wiped his face, the cold water was slapped on his face, his clothes were wet by the facekerchief, and the dark red underwear was drawn in circles from dark to light, and he returned the towel to Binggu , very solemnly said: "There is no repayment for the grace of saving life, but this life will belong to you from now on, and you can dispose of it at your disposal."

Binggu shook his head and thought: Although Wuyi only took care of Wuyi for two days, Wuyi has always been humble and polite to herself, never treating herself as a servant, and doing things by herself, I am very grateful to Wuyi every time I meet someone else The girl in the girl deliberately ordered her to do dirty work, and she came out to help herself. Although it is not uncommon to see this kind of thing in secret, Wuyi directly helped her wash rice and cook in the kitchen full of oily smoke. Day, it's just a stranger, but he is willing to do this!There are very few such people in the world.

In fact, Wuyi just felt that practicing piano was boring, and saw that Binggu was being deliberately made things difficult, and the road was uneven. But for Binggu, who lost her parents when she was young, sometimes caring like family affection is enough to make her heart move.Although I am in the human world, I can't do without the use of power to bully others. As a ghost, I seldom use spells to bully others, and I always feel bullied.

Ever since I came into contact with Wuyi, after a long time, I feel that Wuyi is kind and innocent, and she doesn't understand the sinister nature of the human heart. She is like a sister, who can't bear the suffering of the young Wuyi, and maintains the kindness and innocence of the precious young man, and wants to protect her. him.

Standing in front of the washbasin, Binggu said while washing his facekerchief: "I just went out to inquire about some news, and the Emperor of Heaven ordered to capture Wuyi from the ghost world..."

Wuyi laughed coldly and said, "From now on, the heavens won't allow it, and the human world won't allow it. It doesn't matter, there will always be a place to stay."

Bing Gudao: "Meng Po is very safe here, you can rest assured to heal your wounds!" After all, I don't know Wuyi's birth very well, and suddenly I heard Granny Meng knocking on the door outside, and came in with a cane, sat down and sat down. On one side of the chair, Binggu naturally poured Po Meng a cup of hot tea, and sat on the other side.

"I think your injury should be the ancient artifact of the Emperor of Heaven—there is an injury, where the skin and flesh leaked out of the shoulder blade of the left arm. The burning sensation of the wound is so strong that it cannot be eliminated. It can’t be cured, it can’t be healed, I’m afraid you have to find medicine by yourself, I’ll let you hide here, now the heavens are looking for you, don’t leave the ghost world.” Meng Po reminded.

"As expected of Po Meng, with piercing eyes and a lot of knowledge, nothing can escape your eyes." Wuyi said slowly.

"I don't know how you have anything to do with the heavens, but since Binggu saved you, I will protect you here, so you don't have to say any more lies. But the emperor of heaven has never been in charge for tens of thousands of years, and everyone in the three realms knows that you are now under the control of the emperor of heaven. I don't know the reason for the injury from the folding fan, but..." Granny Meng didn't say any more, the rest of the words are self-evident.

Apart from being a little older than I imagined, it really looks pretty much the same as in the painting, with a mole on the edge of the mouth, gray hair, lost teeth, and a stooped body.

"Grandma's injury can be cured." Wu Yi thought, Po Meng is definitely not here to chat with her at such an old age, and Binggu has a close relationship with Po Meng, with a calm expression, since she saved her life, she will not give up heal yourself.

"Well, it is said that we need a skeleton flower in the Wangchuan River. This flower grows in the middle of the river. You know how many ghosts and ghosts there are in the Wangchuan River. This flower is the source of resentment, hostility, evil, Raised by evil and yin qi, it is also called ghost flower. This flower can detoxify all kinds of poisons and heal all kinds of injuries. However, this invisible ghost like you loves to eat people like you the most. Can you go?" Granny Meng recalled carefully, and said, "In the past tens of thousands of years, there have been many people, ghosts and gods, who have wanted to get this flower, but no one has gotten it for tens of thousands of years, do you know why?"

"Why?" Wu Yi asked.

"If you want to get this flower, you have to go on foot and dive into the river. No one has ever seen a ghost flower before. Maybe it's just a rumor!" Po Meng said, staring at Wuyi with her eyes that have experienced many vicissitudes.

Crossing the river on foot means that as soon as you enter the river, you will have to fight with the evil spirits in the river. If you are entangled by the evil spirits and evil spirits, you will not be able to walk or go back.Before reaching the center of the River of Forgetfulness, it has already been eaten up by evil spirits and fierce ghosts. Naturally, no one has gotten it for thousands of years.

"I'll go." Wu Yi said firmly.

"Have you thought about it clearly?" Meng Po asked again.

"Yes! Since my life is spared, instead of lying down and waiting to die, I will defy the sky and change my life to survive." Wu Yi sneered.

"Since you have already considered it, I won't say more."

The tea is cold when people leave—Grandma Meng left again on crutches.Leave Binggu and Wuyi in the house behind.

"Have you really thought it through?" Binggu asked.

"Yes, my real body was originally a result of some good luck. Losing it is just being the original self, and I have gone through the world once. It is really a steady profit." This is Wu Yi. Talking about my life experience for the first time is not something shameful, compared to the blow I have received now, these are nothing to me.

"Why?" Binggu asked.

"When the new moon rises, a hundred ghosts walk, and ten thousand ghosts cry. My remnant soul, the new moon gathers six souls and six souls." Wu Yi explained.

"So it was you that day." Binggu covered his mouth in surprise, luckily it was at night, and he was crying uncontrollably, like a puppet on a string, thinking it was because he had stayed in the world for too long, and his body rejected him, but it turned out It's because of Wuyi.

"It's me." Wu Yi continued.I don't know why, but now that I think about it, Jiu Ling came down to earth and met me by chance, so it's not such a coincidence.

"I, I could have been reincarnated to be a human being." As if changing the subject, Binggu didn't want Wuyi to think of the sad and bewildered expression on the emperor's face, and deliberately recalled the past.

"And then?" Wu Yi asked.

"My parents died tragically, and I was soulless. Granny Meng persuaded me to reincarnate, but I was determined to find my father and mother. I couldn't find my mother for a hundred years, so I could only stay in the ghost world. Granny Meng felt sorry for me as a young girl, and took care of me for a few years. A hundred years. But do you know that there are only a few types of people who can be reincarnated: 'old, sick, and dead'. Only those who die of old age, sickness, and a small number of people who have no grievances or sins can be reincarnated, and I am in I have stayed in this ghost world for a long time, and my memory is too deep, even if I drink all the Mengpo soup, I will never forget it, I can only stay here, life after life, I can only be a ghost for life after life." Bing Gu drank the cold tea, While talking and thinking, it seemed that he had thought of something sad, although his tone didn't change at all, but the tears couldn't stop flowing.

Wuyi stood up, covered her stomach, took out the handkerchief stuffed in her bosom before playing the piano in Qingxianglou, and handed it to Binggu with trembling fingers.Fortunately, the handkerchief was not stained with blood, it was clean, and still had his own warm body temperature.

Binggu looked at the handkerchief which was as clean as snow, took it, bowed his head and said "Thank you."

"Don't thank me, you saved my life, I should thank you." Wuyi stood in front of the window, looking at the ghost world outside the window.

Wuyi leaned on the window sill with both hands, looking at this completely different scenery from the human world, the human world is black and white, sunrise and sunset, white and black.

But in this ghost world, there is only one color, black, endless black.Ghost world, no sky.But there is a moon that is neither high nor low, hanging in the so-called sky for a long time without setting.The long purple lights lit up everywhere, the green soul flowing in the Wangchuan River, and the cold white color filled with evil and ghostly aura illuminate the ghost world.Ghosts without order, no one to manage, all in a mess, wandering around, living in no fixed place, and making their homes everywhere.Even if you kick it casually when you go out, you can step on a soul and kill a kid.

Looking at the Wangchuan River in the distance, Wuyi saw the flowers on the other side of the river, and suddenly remembered that she had seen the volleying flowers falling from the sky, and said to herself, "It's beautiful."

……

The next day, Wu Yiyuan didn't have anything to get. She thought that Po Meng was mostly at the bank of the Wangchuan River and on the Naihe Bridge, sharing cups of Meng Po soup for ghosts who could be reincarnated, washing away the dreams of the past and present. .

Wuyi decided to go to Wangchuanhe, Binggu glanced at Wuyi and said, "I'm with you."

Wuyi didn't stop him, what right did he have to stop others in his current body? Lifting his clothes, he stepped over the threshold and tremblingly walked towards Naihe Bridge. Seeing this, Binggu came to help Wuyi, Wuyi stopped him Binggu stretched out his hand, "This road, I will walk alone in the end." Binggu followed Wuyi silently all the way, seeing Wuyi who couldn't hold on for several times and was about to fall, his heart ached, his heart ached. Think: Why is this person so stubborn?Isn't it less hard to rely on others sometimes?

It's not that Wuyi doesn't want to rely on others, it's because she used to rely on others with all her heart, and the fall hurts too much. She feels a big hole in her chest, and it hurts every time she breathes. Crashing sound, hula-la-la-la pain.Therefore, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years.You can stand on your own legs and work with your hands without relying on others.

Wuyi walked very slowly on this road. When she reached Naihe Bridge, she was already covered in cold sweat when she saw Granny Meng. Granny Meng glanced at Wuyi, then at Binggu behind Wuyi, and said, "One Stupid, both of them are stupid."

Knowing that Po Meng didn't mean anything malicious, Wu Yi smiled and said sincerely, "Thank you very much yesterday." She saluted Po Meng respectfully as if she was not injured, and walked straight to the bridge.

A few curious ghosts saw this, and said puzzledly: "Who is this ghost who doesn't drink soup? Why is he walking towards the bridge? Is it possible that he is about to throw himself into the river?"

"Isn't this looking for death?" Seeing someone standing at the head of the Naihe Bridge, all the ghosts seemed to be besieging the city, pointing and pointing.Wuyi closed her ears and didn't listen, she stood quietly at the head of the bridge, took off the red leather jacket, the black outer jacket embroidered with blue bamboo patterns, leaving only the innermost red bottom shirt, and took off the black moire pattern on her feet. boots.

"Plop—" The whole person disappeared into the Wangchuan River, and all the ghosts on the bank had their mouths wide open, unable to make a sound.