night confusion

"That's the Naihe Bridge?" Although Wuying didn't have much curiosity, but when he really went to Yincao, he saw the legendary Huangquan Road and the Bianhua, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be the Naihe Bridge? Isn't there a Meng Po who buys soup on the bridge, is there a river called Wangchuan?

Seeming to know what he was going to ask, the ghost said lazily. "That's not the Naihe Bridge, it's just a ferry."

"Is that Wang Chuan?!" He couldn't help asking again.The other party nodded lazily, and told him by the way, "The beast you mentioned must not be able to cross the River of Forgetfulness, we will find out when we go to inquire." After speaking, he disappeared in front of Wuying, and Wuying saw him in the blink of an eye His figure had drifted to the edge of the ferry.

He hurriedly stepped forward, trotting forward, but saw that he lowered his head and seemed to be communicating with other ghost servants. Those ghost servants respected him, and it seemed that he was the ghost servant in this area. head of.

When Wuying arrived, they had already finished communicating.He pondered for a moment, then said to Wuying. "It is true that there is a divine beast that just arrived not long ago. It is just across the river of forgetfulness. It cries every day, and no one dares to provoke it. I'm afraid it is the one you are looking for."

Hearing this, Wuying regained his energy immediately, and hurriedly lowered his head to beg him. "Please take me to see it, Your Excellency."

"This..." The other party pondered for a moment, then nodded his head in agreement, but there was one more request to be added. "It's okay to take you to see it, but if you want to take it away, you must follow the rules of Yincao."

Wuying naturally understands that whether it is Yangjian or Yincao, it must have its own way of operation and its own set of codes, and if he wants something from others, he must follow their rules, and immediately agrees obediently up.

Brother Ghost Escort did not take him to the ferry, but went to the bamboo raft by the river, and saw that the ferry over there was full of boats with a dozen people, one boat after another, when the old man on the pole was in a good mood, He even yelled a few times, and he looked extremely leisurely, while the people on the boat all bowed their heads in silence, but they seemed a lot more depressed.

But when he saw the bamboo raft in front of them, Wuying still felt that taking a boat was much better. "You are a living soul, so naturally you can't take the boat." Brother Guicha knew what he was going to say whether he looked at him or not.

Wuying got on the bamboo raft silently, and suddenly found that the bamboo raft sank a lot into the water, even the entire upper of the shoe sank into the water, the bamboo raft suddenly looked extremely dangerous, and the ghost smiled knowingly. "See it."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head and silently propped up the pole of the boat. Although the bamboo raft was extremely heavy, it slowly began to row towards the opposite bank.

Just after leaving the shore, the ghost messenger said. "A lot of resentful spirits have died in Wangchuan, you soul, you have to be careful, don't be fascinated and lose your mind, I won't save you."

Before Wuying could understand, a large piece of fog suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The fog covered the sky and covered the earth, and even instantly obsessed the scenery around him, such as Huangquan Road, Bianhuahua, Wangchuan Ferry, and even the ghosts in front of him disappeared.

He lowered his head to look, but was surprised to find that even the River of Forgetfulness had disappeared, and what he was stepping on turned out to be solid ground. He immediately became cautious, expecting that he had been caught in the mist of those wronged souls and spirits.

Trapped in this fog at the moment, I have no choice but to remain unchanged.He stood quietly, without any resistance or anxiety.There seemed to be a familiar voice coming from a distance, one by one, "Si Jie, you go, you go... Keep going... Don't look back..."

Wuying's body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he couldn't help trembling.The name Si Jie seems to have happened in a previous life, and it still feels like a lifetime away when I hear it again, and the voice seems to be getting closer and closer, as if it is coming from behind him, right next to his ear.

"Si Jie, my mother... wants to take one last... look at you... look at my mother..."

"Look at me...are you still blaming the queen mother...why don't you look at me..."

"Si Jie...my mother made a mistake... let my mother take a last look at you...take a look..."

"Si Jie...Si Jie...Si Jie..."

The lingering voice lingered behind him all the time. He lowered his head and tried to forget all of this, with an expression as indifferent as ice.Said to myself in my heart. "Si Jie is dead, I am Wuying."

The faint voice kept echoing in his ears. He closed his eyes not to look at the thick fog, let alone listen to the call that wanted to disturb his heart. Gradually, he found that the voice gradually weakened. Little by little it disappeared.

"Si Jie...you won't forgive until you die...the queen mother...you are so cruel..."

Before the voice finally disappeared, it suddenly spit out such a sentence with endless resentment.Wuying suddenly raised his lips and sneered, are you cruel?Who is more cruel?My mother, how would you know that since you killed me with your own hands, I am no longer Si Jie, I am just invisible.

Don't listen, don't think, let alone watch.But this doesn't mean that he can't see anything anymore, his eyes are obviously closed, but countless clear pictures suddenly flashed in his mind, he never knew that his memory could be so clearly remembered.Even the fragrance of vines and flowers that filled the courtyard at that time can still be remembered till now.

Under the purple rattan flower trellis, his dignified and virtuous queen mother was half naked, hugging a man tightly, and the two moved ambiguously. Although he was still young and didn't understand it, he still understood it. How can you hug a man other than your father like this, it must be bad!

"Queen mother... why are you?! What about father and king..." He was too young, and he didn't know that he should not say something when he saw it, otherwise it would be more than a fatal disaster.

The queen pulled up her clothes nervously. After seeing him clearly, her face turned blue and white, and her expression changed several times.

It was the man beside her who suddenly smiled coldly, and immediately brought him to him. "This kid has seen everything, tell me what to do." His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the biting chill made him shiver.

The queen seemed a little panicked, "You can't kill him, he is the prince!"

"So what about the prince? It's his son? So you can't bear it?" The man pinched her chin with his hand and asked viciously, even more angry.At that time, he thought that his mother would definitely save him, and he also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he would never tell what he saw today.

But in the next moment, he realized that he was still too naive. Her mother had already pulled out a dagger at some point, and the dagger was piercing through his chest fiercely.Immediately, there was heart-piercing pain, and some of his pure soul was bleeding away violently. No matter how painful the wound was, it couldn't compare with heartache.

"Si Jie, don't blame the queen mother. Let your father and king know, we will all die, and we can only sacrifice you..." The words were righteous, but they couldn't hide her flattering expression leaning on the man's chest.

The other party seemed very satisfied. Seeing him lying on the ground so ugly, he even kicked him hard. "Damn boy, spoil my mood!" Then, thinking of his identity, he asked hesitantly. "The prince is dead, so we can't hide it."

"Naturally, we need to find another child who is about the same age." Her mother didn't feel sad because of his death. Instead, she immediately thought of a solution. Only then did he know that it turned out that there was no him in the palace. Nobody ever cared.

He closed his eyes, still relying on the passing of life bit by bit, but at the last moment, he still heard it vaguely.

She gave orders to others. "Throw him to the back mountain to feed the wolves, clean it up, so that no one will see it."

Until this moment, he found that his heart would no longer hurt, because his heart was already dead.

From that moment on, he told himself that the former self was dead, and there would be no more Si Jie in this world.