Ancestor of Magic

Yan Ran didn't expect that she had told many people this same story over the years, but none of them went to Zhong Chen like this.

Seeing that she hesitated, Zhong Chen struck while the iron was hot, and said, "Go! It's been so many years, don't leave any regrets for yourself."

Yan Ran looked at the gate behind her, then turned around to look at Zhong Chen who was so persistent in front of her, she also knew in her heart that what Zhong Chen said was right, she had endured so much loneliness these years, and she wanted to stay here, just for the sake of one day, Here, just take another look at him.

Yan Ran smiled at Zhong Chen, "Let's go!"

Turning around and leading the way, Zhong Chen touched the scar on his shoulder, then followed with a smile.

The two of them went in a little bit, and all the way they called the evil spirits howling, "Human, stranger, I haven't eaten a human for a long time."

"You are not allowed to earn money from me, this is mine."

The evil ghosts on the side whispered, but they were all just lip service, without any real action at all.

The two of them were walking, and suddenly the ground was covered with yellow sand, but blood-red flowers of the other shore were blooming.

Looking at the blood-red area, Zhong Chen immediately recalled that monster-like person, as if he was sleeping on this ground.

"Here, it must be Huangquan. In the past, I always heard that there were no flowers and no fruits on the road to Huangquan, but now it seems that it is alarmist." Yan Ran looked at everything in front of her and murmured.

Seeing that Zhong Chen ignored her, Yan Ran raised her head to look at him, and persuaded again: "Going further, you will reach the Naihe Bridge, you have to think about it, if you go any further, you will really have no way out."

But Zhong Chen, who was in agitation at the moment, couldn't listen to her persuasion, so he strode forward directly.

On the Naihe Bridge, an old man with a hunchback and a kind face served soup for the ghosts who came and went. It was Meng Po soup, and the person serving the soup was Meng Po.

Zhong Chen stepped forward, and Granny Meng brought over the soup. When she was about to hand it to him, Granny Meng froze, raised her head slowly, and stared at Zhong Chen, "No one is allowed to enter the land of the underworld. Where did you come from?" , go back there!"

Granny Meng waved her hand, and suddenly noticed Yan Ran behind Zhong Chen, a smile gradually appeared on her face.

"Girl, where did this come from and where is it going!" Po Meng asked kindly.

Yan Ran went up the mountain to salute, then said politely: "Mother-in-law knows me."

Granny Meng nodded, and took out a painting from the drawer in front of her. When she opened it, it turned out to be a portrait of Yan Ran standing under the peach blossoms, smiling like a flower.

Yan Ran stepped forward with tears in her eyes, took the portrait in Granny Meng's hand, and asked with sobs, "Grandma, where did you find this painting?"

Granny Meng sighed, "I have the patience to entrust me with this thing, and when you come, I will help pass it on to you, but, who knows, you have only come all these years."

Yan Ran shook her head in disbelief, and backed away again and again, "No, no, I've been here all these years, and I've never seen him pass by here, it's impossible, it can't be him."

Seeing Yanran's sad look, Meng Po then took out another letter, "Here, he gave it to you."

Yanran stretched out her head tremblingly, took the letter, and after opening it, it turned out that it was written to her by the general.

"Yanran, I'm sorry, I... broke my promise. By the time you read this letter, I must have passed away for many years, and you, too, have passed away."

Seeing this, Yan Ran's tears fell down on the paper all of a sudden, blurring the handwriting completely, so she raised her head and forcefully put the tears back into her eyes before continuing to read.

"I originally thought that when I came back, I would be the first to see you, but now it seems that I can't do it. I was hit by the enemy's poisonous arrow, and there is no cure. The only thing waiting for me is death. I know, with your nature, if you know, you will be with you forever, but, Yanran, my love, how can I be willing to let you go with me, so I asked my subordinate to let him use my name , marry the princess, like this, you will hate me, forget me, and live a good life."

Yan Ran knelt on the ground, holding the letter in her heart, crying heartbroken with grief.

"I don't know what kind of person you can marry, but, I think, she should treat you very well! After all, our Yanran is the most beautiful girl, haha! Yanran, I can't bear it, I can't bear to be like this I left, but God didn't give me a chance, Yan Ran, promise me that you will be my silly girl in the next life, okay?"

Yan Ran stretched out her hand and touched the words at the end, "Dong Lang, must write!"

The whole person has been crying into tears, holding the portraits and letters, crying until the ghosts on the bank of the Wangchuan River are crying.

At this time, Granny Meng came forward with a bowl of soup, and said kindly: "Forget it! Since the pain is unbearable, it is better to forget it. Drink this bowl of soup, let go of the past one by one, and live anew!"

Yan Ran kept shaking her head, her entire makeup was already wet with tears, she choked up and said, "Mother-in-law, where is he, tell me where he is, okay?"

Meng Po sighed and said puzzledly, "Why are you bothering?"

Yan Ran shook her head, broke down in tears and said: "I know, he will definitely wait for me, mother-in-law, I hated him for so many years, and blamed him for so long, it's all my fault, it's Yan Ran's fault."

Granny Meng had no choice but to put down the soup with a sigh, stepped forward and took her hand, looked at the Wangchuan River under the bridge, and said unbearably: "He came here that day, I asked."

"Grandma, what should I do if I want to continue the relationship with the one I love?"

"Once you enter the Yellow Spring, you will be led down this soup, and you will have to step through Naihe. The past and the past have nothing to do with you. How can you continue the relationship?"

The man saluted politely: "Mother-in-law, I have someone I love, and I can't forget her."

Meng Po shook her head helplessly, "When you were alive, you were a famous general. Now that you are dead, your lord must have found a good place for you. Why are you so obsessed with love?"

The man smiled heartily, "My mother-in-law doesn't know that I have deserved nothing in this life, but I have let her down alone. Moreover, she is a silly girl. I am worried that if I forget her, I am afraid that she will be bullied in the future."

After hearing what the man said, Po Meng looked at the Wangchuan River under the bridge, and said compassionately: "If you insist on doing this, you can enter the Wangchuan River and suffer thousands of years of suffering, and then you can cultivate a lifetime relationship with her."

"Just like that, he thanked me and jumped into the River of Forgetfulness without hesitation." Po Meng sighed.

After hearing this, Yan Ran stepped forward step by step, looked down at the rushing Wangchuan River under the bridge, and smiled wryly at the corner of her mouth, "Grandma, if I also enter Wangchuan, I may meet him."

"It's okay but it's okay, but you have to think clearly, once you enter the River of Forgetfulness, there is no way out." Granny Meng persuaded earnestly.

Yan Ran turned her head and smiled at everyone, "Grandmother, the most painful thing in this world is the pain of lovesickness, if you really stay with him, why are you afraid!"

Yan Ran said, looked at Zhong Chen who was frowning tightly, and said with a smile: "Zhong Chen, thank you, thank you for letting me come here, otherwise, I don't know how long we will miss him, maybe, we will never be able to see each other for a lifetime." Goodbye, I'm leaving, I'm going to find him, so I can't accompany you to find your sweetheart, but, I believe, you can definitely find him. "

After Yan Ran finished speaking, she raised a smile with relief on her face, and without hesitation, she fell behind her back and fell silent in the Wangchuan River.

No one sighed, at this moment, Granny Meng turned to look at Zhong Chen, and said with a smile: "You still don't leave, now, you are not protected by her, it is very dangerous to be here."

At this moment, Zhong Chen took out a portrait, put it in front of Granny Meng, and asked, "Grandma, has he been here before?"

Granny Meng glanced at the person on the portrait, shook her head and said, "I've never seen it before."

Zhong Chen was shocked, "Grandma, take a good look, he is already dead, I think he should come here."

Granny Meng chuckled, "It is true that he has never been here, perhaps, he does not belong here."

"How do you say that?" Zhong Chen asked suspiciously.

"After this person dies, not everyone can come to the underworld. Some may become immortals, and some, because they can't let go of the past in the world of mortals, and stay in the world, they may be wiped out and have no soul anymore." Meng Po explained.

Zhong Chen stepped back, his whole body seemed to be hollowed out in an instant, and he sat slumped on the ground, holding the portrait in his hand.

After sitting for a while, he slowly got up and left. On the way to leave, he kept thinking whether Yin Qianshang had become a god, or stayed by Mu Fengchen's side, or was not in this world at all, but, How will all of this be verified!

Zhong Chen walked to the entrance of the cave, but found that the entrance of the cave was slowly shrinking, as if he was about to disappear.

Zhong Chen immediately stepped forward quickly, and escaped before the gate of hell was completely closed.

However, as soon as he came out, he saw several figures whispering.

Moreover, it seems that they are not things here, but people. At this time, Zhong Chen suddenly thought that these people must be related to the person who sent him the letter, but who are they, who brought him here, What is it for again.

To find out, Zhong Chen quietly hid behind a tree and listened to their conversation while they were not paying attention.

"What the hell is this place, let us come here."

"Yeah! I always feel that it's colder here than anywhere else."

"Okay. Don't complain, the boss said, as soon as that surnamed Zhong comes out, he will be killed immediately. Counting the time, it is almost the same."

"..."

Zhong Chen listened to what you said and what I said, and Zhong Chen relied on the clothes of the few people, which are the symbols of the Wang family.

Zhong Chen was very puzzled, if it was the Wang family, then he would never have left on the way, unless these people were fake.

In order to find out who exactly wanted to stir up the dispute, Zhong Chen decided that by following a few people at once, he would be able to find out the reason.