Lingge thread

When the world first opened, the world was in chaos.

The first generation of Yin Lords was born at that time.

With the Yin Lord, the essence of all things gave birth to two extremely clean souls, spotless.

These two souls were kept intact in the Lingzhu by the Yin Lord, and only waited for the time to transform them into human forms.

The appearance of the first generation of souls brought human beings into the world, endowing them with bodies and souls. The souls will never die, but the body/body will be corrupted.

This is what the yin officials call "external memory".

The yin official is produced by the purification of the soul, and the yin masters of the past dynasties selected from the souls in the "Zhi Shan" hall.

The yin organs are in charge of all living things in the world, and they each take their own responsibilities and rely on each other.

On the surface, they seem to be independent, but in fact they are connected one after another.

For example, when a person is born, he needs to make a note in the Hall of Life and Death, and then the master of fate will continue to write his life. During this period, Yuelao will also lead him to a marriage. After the marriage, the red line of the two is connected together. The way of death still needs to be decided by Yan Luo, and the name in the book of life and death will be crossed out.After death, the body will be corrupted, and the soul will go to Mengpo's place, drink Mengpo soup, forget the past and present, cross the Naihe Bridge, walk to the road that belongs to you, and then turn into the soul in the Lingzhu, wait for 1 years, and again Enter reincarnation.

It's amazing, but also cruel.

Ling Sheng transformed into a human form during the fourth generation of Yin Lord, 4000 years later than the other soul.

That day, the underworld was colder than usual, with a threatening air and a strong smell of wind.

The fourth-generation Yin Lord was smiling that day, and stood outside the house for a full twelve hours.

With a "creak", the wooden door in front of me opened, and a child walked out from inside.

The child wore tattered clothes, but his appearance was unique in the world.

When he saw the young Ling Sheng coming out, he wished he could run back and hold him in his palm.

"You are in charge of the 'Supreme Good' Hall!" Lord Yin's eyes almost disappeared from laughter.

Soul Candle was also present when he was a child, he walked over generously, and extended his small hand in a friendly way: "My name is Soul Candle."

"What's my name?" Xiao Ling raised his brows extremely coldly, repelling the coldness thousands of miles away, like an ice cellar.

He didn't stretch out his hand, and Soul Candle wasn't angry, and slowly withdrew it.

"...The first Yin Lord left you a surname, which is Ling..." The fourth Yin Lord thought for a moment and said, "One character rises, Ling Sheng!"

"Oh." After finishing speaking, he looked down at the dirty clothes all over his body, frowned in disgust, folded his hands on his chest, glanced at the two of them, and entered the room without saying a word.

It was only when the wooden door was closed that the fourth generation of Yin Lords reacted.

This character!How strange!

But that's okay, I won't be fettered by the world of mortals.The fourth generation of yin masters thought so.

If the fourth generation of yin masters saw Ling Sheng's attitude towards Chi Xu, they might spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Later, Ling Sheng changed into a black robe and was placed in the "Zhi Shan" hall.

All the yin officials put down their work and made a special trip to take a look at this little yin official.

There are only these two yin officials at such a young age. They first transformed into human souls to serve beside the four generations of yin lords; It really surprised them.

The noise outside the hall made Ling Sheng's head ache, he slapped the table and got up, strode to the front of the hall.

"Hey...it's out!" Yin Guan whispered to Ling Sheng when he saw Ling Sheng.

The young Ling Sheng was too gangster-like, exuding recklessness and irritability all over his body.

"Talk out! Don't chatter here! Everyone is really annoying!" Ling Sheng's wide black sleeves waved in the air, and the anger between his brows increased a bit.

Hearing this, the Yin officials present felt a nameless fire in their hearts, and rushed to their heads.

"You child! How can you talk!" a Yin official said angrily.

What annoys Ling Sheng most is this verbal argument, which is meaningless.

He lifted his right arm, and the glowing blue light rushed out, hitting the man's chest heavily.

The yin official was knocked down to the ground, he never imagined that this first soul yin spirit was so abundant that he knocked himself down with a single wave of his hand.

Thinking of this, I was extremely ashamed, and my face turned red.

That's right, since the beginning of heaven and earth, they have absorbed the essence of all things, and they have been well protected by each generation of yin masters. How can it be possible that yin spirits are not strong?

Upon seeing this, Chen Huan, the dean of the Life and Death Institute, quickly helped the man up, nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Master Ling. We'll leave now."

Ling Sheng glanced at him casually, snorted softly, and went back to the room.

From then on, everyone in the underworld knew that there was such a "ruthless" character.

Bohemian, without scruples.

When we met, the other party would bend down and say "Lord Ling", which is a puzzling practice.But if you don't do it, Ling Sheng will glance over with sharp eyes like a sword, and then there will be a fight...

The fourth generation of yin masters didn't take it seriously, and joked: "There are not many yin spirits stronger than him, just admit it! Hahaha..."

Yin organs do not need to eat or rest, and the only difference from machines is that they have their own thoughts.The boring life made Ling Sheng unable to arouse his interest, and he slept every day besides sleeping.

He didn't dare to make any noise around the hall of "Zhi Shan", for fear of disturbing the rest of the lord.

Thousands of years may not see a clean soul come to the "Zhi Shan" Hall, and no one is with him, which makes Ling Sheng's temperament even more indifferent.

Until he gradually grew up, his height sprang up, his body proportions were almost perfect, his black hair was mixed with a few strands of light blue, tied up high, his facial features became mature, cold and elegant, he was no longer that little Lingsheng.

He became more and more indifferent, and there was not even one person to talk to.But I only like wandering around the Naihe Bridge.

"Lord Ling." The crow at the bridge made a strange sound when he saw Ling Sheng nod his head.

Ling Sheng glanced at the pitch-black crow lightly, and stood by the bridge with his arms crossed, looking in the direction of Po Meng.

The scene in front of him was really bleak, with lifeless eyes and an unpleasant smell piercing his nose.

The ghosts at his feet were about to move, Ling Sheng looked at the ghosts grabbing his clothes, he couldn't help frowning, stomped his feet, and all the ghosts around him shrank back in fright.

crow:"…………"

In the underworld, whoever is the strongest Yin spirit is the boss.

I don't know where Ling Sheng got the grass. With his mouth in his mouth, he squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Boring." After a long time, he raised his eyebrows and walked back.

"Thank you, Sister Meng."

When Ling Sheng turned around, these words came from behind. The voice was so clean that Ling Sheng's heart trembled.

There is no indifference like Ling Sheng, nor the banter like other yin officials.

Clean, neat, without impurities.

Ling Sheng paused, and looked back, only one or two souls walking towards Naihe Bridge were behind him.

"...It's really crazy..." Ling Sheng thought that he was hallucinating because he was too eager for company, and laughed at himself.

……

The scattered memory fragments were being assembled, and a thin layer of sweat was seeping from Ling Sheng's forehead lying on the couch, his face was pale, and his lips were dry and cracked due to lack of water.

The outside of the window is still as dark as ever, and the world is like splashed ink. From time to time, crows can be seen flying past, making weird "quack" calls, which is annoying.

Hun Zhu standing beside him was still dressed in white. He looked at Ling Sheng with his hands behind his back, and after a while, he gave instructions to the little official beside him.

"Go to the 'Yuanqi' hall and pick a good soul to take care of Lord Ling." He raised his hand slightly, turned his head and ordered.

"Yes."

When there was no one in the room, Hun Zhu stared at Ling Sheng like an abyss in his eyes.

"It's been too long, it's time for you to recover your memory..." Hun Zhu bent down, rubbing Ling Sheng's chin with his pale fingers.

"You said, will you hate me when you wake up... Ah, will you wake up?" Hunzhu actually laughed while talking, lowered his head and smiled, and suddenly raised his head, and shouted, "You are really right That Chi Xu is emotional! How can you still love him after tens of thousands of years!"

The index finger and thumb pinched Ling Sheng's chin hard, and he didn't recover until the red mark was pinched out. He didn't want to hurt Ling Sheng.

Immediately let go, then stood up, and left without looking back.

Ling Sheng was still immersed in memories.

……

On the other side, the world.

"Hello, auntie." Chi Xu held the phone between his shoulders, picking out cakes with both hands, "Ruan Li is at home, just ask him to open the door for you..."

The other end of the phone said something anxiously.

"...What?!" Chi Xu was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized that he quickly paid the bill with the cake he had picked out, and ran outside to take a taxi.

"Baoge District, hurry up and thank you!" Chi Xu quickly waved and got into a taxi.

As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, he rushed out with a "stab".

Within 15 minutes, Chi Xu arrived downstairs.

Seeing Wen's father and Wen's mother talking to the community staff, they looked anxious.

"Uncle, this is my elder." Chi Xu ran over, spoke to the property staff, and they left.

Chi Xu quickly swiped his card to enter the corridor, and frantically pressed the elevator button.

Wen's father and Wen's mother were holding suitcases in their hands, and they seemed to rush over as soon as they got off the plane.

Chi Xu was already sweating profusely. As soon as the elevator door opened, he turned to the left and immediately entered the password to open the door.

"Ruan Li!" Chi Xu pulled open the door, and the moment he saw Ling Sheng lying on the sofa, his body stiffened.

There were obvious blood stains on Ling Sheng's white shirt, which was stained when he vomited blood.

In an instant, Chi Xu's hands and feet were cold, and he rushed towards him trembling.

"Son!" Father Wen and Mother Wen panicked when they saw this, trembling.

When Chi Xu touched Ling Sheng's icy body, despair enveloped him densely, making him breathless.

He never thought that something would happen today, he looked good in the morning and had the energy to cook, but who would have thought that waiting for Chi Xu in the afternoon would end up like this.

No less than a bolt from the blue.

Wen's father and Wen's mother held Ling Sheng's stiff hand, the veins on the back of the hand jumped, and the uncontrollable sobs echoed in the cold house.

At this moment, Chi Xu knew that his medicine seemed to be gone.

The medicine for treating his heart disease is the only one in the world.

Two days later, it was Ling Sheng's funeral.

There are Ling Sheng's friends and classmates, his family and... his lover.

God also seemed to be sad for his departure, and it started to rain lightly that day.

Holding an umbrella, Chi Xu stood numbly in front of the tombstone, without the slightest emotion.

An hour passed, and the crying around gradually weakened.

Three hours passed, and those who came to express their condolences also left scatteredly.

Five hours later, Wen's father and Wen's mother advised Chi Xu to go back, but Chi Xu just said "um" without saying anything or moving.

"Let the two children talk." Father Wen shook his head and left with Mother Wen.

In the past two days, Wen's father and Wen's mother also went from collapsing to slowly accepting that death is an unchangeable fact.

At the sixth hour.Chi Xu opened his mouth.

"I miss you... It's only been two days since I started to miss you, what can I do in the future..."

The author has something to say:

Ah~ I actually cried when I wrote the last sentence! ! !

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