Dazed

The barren end, the boundary of the underworld, where even hibiscus flowers do not bloom, can be called the desert of the underworld.

Here, there is the most desolate scene in the entire underworld, a place where even ghosts dare not take a step. At this moment, there is a touch of white color, which is even more abrupt compared with the dusty and dim surrounding scenery.

Cao Jingxing slowly sat up from his stone bed, raised his eyes and looked outside the prison door. In the scene that has not changed once in thousands of years, today there is a person who should not appear inexplicably.

She was dressed in a cold white dress, with spotless white hair.

The visitor's eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked indifferently at the embarrassing person who was imprisoned inside, and said clearly: "I didn't expect that it was you who was imprisoned here."

Cao Jingxing looked at him with narrowed eyes, and said sarcastically, "You dare to break in even a mere Taoist priest in a place of the underworld. Could it be that you have learned that a nine-tailed fox has nine lives."

"Don't worry too much. If I can come in, I can go out. Besides," Tao Qinghui paused for a moment with a stern expression on his face, and continued: "If I hadn't smelled your scent in the world, I wouldn't have followed you. I found it. here."

"I almost forgot that you are the one who can lure soul-reaping beasts, so you shouldn't be underestimated." Cao Jingxing flicked his sleeves lightly, and a few pieces of smoke scattered from his palms.

Tao Qinghui stared at him intently, and said calmly: "To each other, you can be hit by the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder and then hit me with a sword, and you can still ignore the cage and go in and out at will. Your strength may not be inferior to the King of Hades."

Cao Jingxing laughed, with a contemptuous look on his face, he said casually, "It's a compliment."

"Do you still want to leave here?" Tao Qinghui came here to the edge of the underworld without being noticed. Of course, he didn't come here for chatter. His purpose was very obvious. When he saw Cao Jingxing's figure, he chose Straight to the point.

"You want to help me leave?" Cao Jingxing gave him a sideways glance with no expression on his face, with a little blood red in the middle of his pupils, looking very interesting.

"Since you want to get Qi Zheng, you should have a way to prevent him from reincarnating," Tao Qinghui said slowly, his eyes were always as cold as ever, he was begging for help, but he didn't have the slightest attitude of begging for help. Almost everyone who heard this could be stunned, and he continued in a calm and low voice: "If you are a king, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Even Cao Jingxing showed a look of surprise, pondered over the man's words, raised his eyes full of doubts, and said, "You want me to kill Yama?"

Tao Qinghui calmly revealed his plan, and said: "Yan Xing will become weaker every once in a while, and you must be aware that I am sure that I can attract the soul-reaping beast, but the underworld is heavily guarded and I cannot enter. It's the master of the sea of ​​bitterness, getting close to Yan Xing is just a trivial matter. When the soul-snatching beast comes out, the underworld will be in chaos, and Yan Xing's strength will definitely not be able to resist it. Even if it is handled properly, it will definitely consume his whole life. At that time, you will fall down , His soul is gone, he is king and loser, how dare other people offend you? You have the book of life and death, how Qi Zheng will be reincarnated is not your decision?"

Cao Jingxing couldn't help squinting his eyes and took a closer look at the delicate, almost immortal face in front of him. He watched the other party casually spit out such a shocking plan, and the words were casual, almost as if they were talking about the weather on the side of the road. With a bit of exploration in the middle, he sighed: "I know that Buddha, Taoism, and ghosts have been fighting each other since ancient times, but I didn't expect that the grievances between them are so deep that even a Taoist priest like you dare to fight against each other." To the death of Hades?"

Tao Qinghui avoided answering this question. When the two confronted each other, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he said again: "I will attract the soul-stealing beast. When the time comes, you will transfer all the soldiers from the Naihe Bridge away, and I can come in to help." It's not difficult for you, you give me a hand."

Cao Jingxing smiled contemptuously, and said: "If you come in, wouldn't the people in the underworld call me a thief inside and outside, how can they convince me?"

Tao Qinghui stared into his eyes, and said: "I only know that ghosts have bullied the weak and admired the strong since ancient times. Could it be that your strength is not as good as others?"

"The other three cliff masters are all very old. I only have more than ten years, how dare I compare?"

"The old cliff master gave you his whole body before he died, and your strength is probably higher than others." Tao Qinghui slowly spit out another secret from the underworld.

When Cao Jingxing heard the words, there was a stern look in his eyes, and there was some sternness in his words, he said, "You know that too?"

"It's just an open secret. Otherwise, why did Yan Xing choose you to assist the judge when he went to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to chant scriptures? Only you are stronger than the other three."

Hearing such an answer, Cao Jingxing suddenly smiled, "Who passed on this secret to you? I'm quite curious."

"So?" Tao Qinghui asked leisurely.

"How sure are you that I will agree?" Cao Jingxing asked suspiciously.

Tao Qinghui looked calm, and said: "I have been looking for three years, and you are the only one who can cooperate with me. It's okay if you don't agree, I will find another way."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell you?" He narrowed his eyes.

Tao Qinghui remained motionless, and said, "It doesn't matter."

Hearing this, Cao Jingxing suddenly smiled, and said, "I'm really curious about your relationship with King Hades."

A cold look suddenly appeared in Tao Qinghui's eyes, and there was a possibility of a crack in his face that had never changed. It seemed that he didn't want to mention this person at all, and he said bitterly, "Your answer?"

"Such an interesting plan, I naturally want to take part in it, but I can't do enough. Why don't I help you deal with the ghosts along the way? As for the knife that the king of Hades killed, why don't you do it yourself, what do you think?" Cao Jingxing asked .

"Okay, you remember to lure him to the Wraith Realm so I can do it." Tao Qinghui replied without changing his expression, and suddenly he disappeared in the underworld with a flick of his sleeves.

On the first day of March, just when the early spring is approaching, it has entered the cold eclipse month, but it is still seven days away from Qingming.

It was also from that time that Qi Zheng suddenly felt that his life had undergone some subtle changes. All the ghosts and monsters he encountered every day seemed to have disappeared in an instant. If things were abnormal, there must be demons.

What made people feel even more uncomfortable was that he always felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, all the time, every step of the way, but when he looked carefully, that awkward feeling disappeared again.

All in all very weird.

Standing on the crowded bus, Qi Zheng held the pull ring with one hand and stared aimlessly at the same time, thinking about how to sweep Cao Jingxing's grave. Squeezing to and fro, the middle of the compartment was so full that they couldn't help touching each other.

It's just that Qi Zheng always felt that there was a hand that seemed to be moving furtively near his thigh, which made him inexplicably irritable.

Qi Zheng didn't even have room to turn around and move in the cramped compartment as crowded as sardine cans, so he could only hold back his anger, wanting to see what the pickpocket was going to do.

Qi Zheng, who planned to wait for someone to put his hand in his pocket before taking the stolen goods, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his stomach, and at the same time lowered his head slightly without saying a word, looking down, just staring at the The mysterious one was resting on the hand on his thigh.

That hand looked like a man's, slender, with protruding joints and exposed veins. Although it was very fair, it definitely couldn't be a woman's.

Slowly, that hand really started to move slightly, constantly active on Qi Zheng's tightly stretched thigh, the movements were frivolous and quick, like an old hand, but what Qi Zheng didn't expect was that , After rubbing the thigh with that hand for a while, it didn't put the target in the wallet in the pocket, but slowly hit the root of the thigh.

I grass!

Qi Zheng almost didn't recite it in one breath. He didn't expect that a vulgar man like him would have the honor of meeting a pervert on the bus. He was too surprised to react, but he just happened to be touched. , Qi Zheng's originally very resolute face suddenly turned red, and he quickly shot, and when that hand almost touched the embarrassing area, he grabbed the hand that was making trouble on his thigh.

"Damn it, I wish you a happy family!" A curse followed by an angry roar, Qi Zheng swung his arms and turned around angrily, still holding that perverted dirty hand in his hand, but he didn't expect , When he turned around, there was a thin girl who was less than [-] tall, standing there tremblingly, staring at him with wide eyes, obviously frightened.

He also forcibly grabbed her flowery hand, and the girl blushed and struggled to curse, "You're crazy, I just want you to step aside, I want to get out of the car, who are you scolding?"

Qi Zheng, who thought he was a wretched pervert, was stunned for a moment, still holding the girl's hand, he didn't recover for a long time.

Seeing this scene, the enthusiastic onlookers looked at Qi Zheng as if they had seen a pervert, and scolded Qi Zheng one after another, reprimanding him: "It's so bright, you dare to play hooligans, and you don't dare to play hooligans!" Don't let go of other girls' hands!"

Qi Zheng put down the girl's hand in a bewildered expression, and looked around wonderingly. The person who got off the car just now didn't know who it was, but this girl was obviously not the pervert who just made trouble.

day!Qi Zheng, who was full of anger, stood in the middle of the bus in bewilderment, but the verbal attacks of the aunts would not let him go because of this, you scolded Qi Zheng who was tall and big and dared to be a pervert, Hearing the endless reprimand made his forehead ache.

"Fuck, don't care about your shit, I'll beat you if you quarrel again!" Qi Zheng couldn't help but stare sullenly at the old lady who scolded the most vigorously. All the people in the car looked at Qi Zheng, who was full of Jianghu atmosphere, with trepidation. The atmosphere was so oppressive that even Qi Zheng was bored. When the bus arrived, he glanced up and got off the bus without even looking at it. up.

After getting out of the car, the bus driver must have been very scared. Before Qi Zheng looked up, the bus kicked up a pile of sand and drove away, so fast that even Qi Zheng wanted to curse even more.

When he raised his head irritably to see where this place was, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.

The golden afterglow sprinkled on the floor of the old street, casting brilliant shadows, mottled stone roads, old tube buildings, and some green oil barrels with peeling paint, standing beside the street, also under the projection of the setting sun, falling Mottled shadows, like traces of time.

In the fast-growing City X, it is impossible for such a large old urban area to exist like the previous era. As early as two years ago, this kind of dilapidated urban area was overthrown, and the cement representing the new era was poured again.

Such a scene was only possible when he was just in college.

Qi Zheng looked at the scene in front of him in surprise and bewilderment, when suddenly a burst of fragrant smell floated over, and the strong smell seemed to hide a bit of memory.

He followed the scent and walked over, as expected, at the corner of the old street, there was a big oiled paper umbrella, a large steaming cauldron, several wooden tables, four or five diners sitting on low wooden stools, While tasting the freshly baked noodles from the pot, they were talking about the interesting things that happened today. There was still an old street lamp that had already been outdated standing around them. The warm orange glow makes people want to get closer.

Seeing the lively scene, Qi Zheng approached uncontrollably and sat on that familiar seat. The last time he came here, Cao Jingxing was sitting next to him. It was dark and cold at night. Liang Siyue was called in for questioning, and he waited at the gate of the police station for nearly eight hours until Cao Jingxing went to find him.

"Young man, what do you want?" asked the steaming young boss standing in front of the pot.

Qi Zheng looked at him. There was no shadow under the feet of that person, including everyone around him. The empty ground was so clean that only the afterglow of the setting sun was there. Although everything in front of him was extremely lively, it was also extremely quiet, but he still opened his mouth and said: "A bowl of beef noodles."

The noodles were served quickly, and the thick topping soaked two pieces of stewed black-brown beef. The beige noodles lay quietly on the bottom of the bowl, let the soup, beef, and chopped green onion decorate him, without fighting or grabbing, the smoky The hot air floated up and sprayed on Qi Zheng's face, it was real and hot.

When the boss put down the bowl and wanted to leave, Qi Zheng suddenly raised his head and asked unexpectedly, "Are you human?"

The young boss grinned and said, "What do you think? You think I am, I am. If you think I am not, then I am not. I have been here for so long, and I can't leave."

Qi Zheng was silent, but he let him go. Then, he lowered his head, looked at the rich noodle soup, frowned and thought for a while, then picked up his chopsticks and ate quietly.

When he finished eating and looked up again, the night on the street was already dark, and the orange street lights began to show their proper appearance, decorating the vicissitudes of the road, and the neon signs on the street were also lit up, still looking like the 90s , the people around did not decrease, it was bustling, as if reappearing from yesterday.

Qi Zheng casually took out his pocket, took out a crumpled 20 yuan bill, looked at it for a while, threw it on the table, got up and left.