Faraway Wanderers

Some people die, think back on their life, feel that there is nothing to worry about, and most of the three souls and seven souls are gone, followed by the ecstasy on Huangquan Road in a daze, walking together, walking all the way, forgetting all the way, I don’t know when it will be, and then Arrived at Naihe Bridge.Pick up the bowl of Wangqing water again, and the previous life will be completely over.

Those who do good, talk about merit, and those who do evil, go to the underworld, should be reincarnated, reincarnated, and then reincarnated.

Therefore, when a person closes his eyes, if there is any unfulfilled wish, the living person will try his best to satisfy it, so as to save him from suffering more while walking on the road to hell.

There are also people who have not given up their obsessions before death, and their souls go with them, but they are also reluctant. For the sake of fame and fortune in the three worlds of the yang world, they are asked to wash in the underworld. Come up and send to reincarnation.

The dead don't worry about the affairs of the living.

How long is Huangquan Road——as long as I can forget, it is as long as it is.

Only those who can't forget their love, walk up to four thousand four hundred and forty feet long, and still look back, they line up under the Naihe Bridge, waiting for the people he wants to wait, sometimes for a day or two, sometimes for a year or 440 years, Sometimes it's a lifetime of mortals.

Some people waited for someone to come, but that person was in a daze, and no longer remembered himself. Occasionally, those who remembered were a young man and an old man. The ghost messenger hurried away: "You two, it's time, let's go—"

Love in this world always likes to talk about vows, but it's only a few decades, it's just a cycle of life and death, so you are you and I am me, isn't it ridiculous to think about it?

Cao Weining squatted by the Naihe Bridge and listened to the ghost messenger say this to Po Meng.

The ghost messenger claimed that his surname was Hu Mingjia in his lifetime, and he was emotional. Cao Weining listened to him pestering Po Meng and chatting endlessly, but Po Meng ignored him and kept serving the soup. , the bridge of Naihe is as wide as a cup of forgetting the world, ashes to ashes to ashes.

The ghost messenger Hu Jia chattered for a long time, but she didn't see that Granny Meng raised her head, so she leaned over and talked to Cao Weining: "Boy, why don't you drink soup and wait for someone?"

Ordinary people are blessed with little love and are mediocre. It is rare that there is such a sober person, even ghosts and ghosts, who are willing to talk to him a few more words.

"Ah..." It was the first time Cao Weining talked to the ghost messenger, somewhat flattered, "Haha, yes, you are..."

Hu Jia had no intention of communicating with him at all, probably just bored with idleness, and wanted to find someone to talk to, so he interrupted him directly and said, "There was also someone in the past who waited for this person, and waited for 300 years."

Cao Weining was taken aback, and asked tremblingly: "Three, 300 years... who lived so many years? The person he is waiting for, isn't the surname Ye?"

"Hey, you don't care what his surname is. It's the same. In this life, the surname is Huang and Emperor. If you jump into the spring of reincarnation, you may be named pig and dog in the next life. Who knows." Hu Jia waved his hand. , pointing to Sanshengshi and said, "He just sat there, waited for 300 years, and returned to the place where he met that person at the beginning, but ah, how is it?"

Cao Weining held the venue and asked, "How's it going?"

"Choose another good match." Hu Jia sighed.

At this moment, Granny Meng finally looked up at him, and said expressionlessly: "You ghost, please be careful."

Hu Jia let out a "Hey" and said: "Forget it, this person is an emperor and general, and he has his own fate, so I can't say—young man, who are you waiting for?"

Cao Weining said, "I'll wait for my wife."

Hu Jia didn't find it strange, but asked, "How old was your wife when you died?"

Cao Weining said honestly: "Seventeen."

"Seventeen... When I died, there was also a daughter-in-law who was seventeen, what a pity..." Hu Jia shook his head, the age was too long, he couldn't remember the appearance of his little daughter-in-law, and said to Cao Weining: " I advise you, don't wait, she still has a long life, when she comes down, she will be an old woman in her seventies and eighties, and she doesn't remember the man when she was sixteen or seventeen. I have met many people, wait and wait Go, just look forward to it, and feel sad, you, think about opening it as soon as possible, pour it a pot of Mengpo soup, and forget all about daughter-in-law and concubines."

Granny Meng raised her head again, and said with a blank expression: "You ghost is poor, be careful with your words."

Hu Jia shut up in disgrace, but saw Cao Weining laughed and said, "That's just right, I'm looking forward to it, it's best if she can't remember what I look like at all, and she will happily look at me in front of me without any worries. However, I saw her pass by, so I didn't worry about it anymore."

Hu Jia wondered, "Don't you feel unwilling?"

Cao Weining gave him a weird look, and asked back: "Then why not be reconciled, she is my wife, not my enemy, look at her well, am I not happy?"

Hu Jia was dumb for a moment, then smiled and said, "You can think about it."

Cao Weining scratched her hair and said embarrassingly: "Isn't it? The daughter-in-law can't think about it, and she can't finish it with him."

Hu Jia wondered: "What treason did you do, your master wants to kill you?"

Cao Weining said: "Hey, what else can I do? It's a matter of inconsistency between good and evil. He said that my wife is a villain in Guigu, and I insisted on following her. Master got angry and beat me to death. .”

His tone was quite relaxed as if he was standing up and talking without back pain, he couldn't tell he was talking about how he died, Hu Jia got excited, squatted beside him, and asked, "You don't hold grudges?"

Cao Weining pointed to a seducer who was carrying a ghost to this side, and said: "I heard that adult chanting 'dust to dust, dust to dust' all the way, and I felt in my heart how much hatred there is. , there is nothing to hate, they are all buried in the ground, what is there to hate, isn't it against yourself?"

Hu Jia looked up and saw Heiwuchang's black face drifting leisurely past his eyes, and sighed in a low voice: "Oh, don't listen to them, our ecstasy of the underworld, we can only say one thing, I don’t know how many years I’ve said, but I haven’t changed it…”

Granny Meng stared straight at her again, and said blankly for the third time: "You ghost, be careful with your words."

Hu Jia sighed, pointed at Granny Meng and whispered to Cao Weining: "See, our Granny Meng is the same. I have been going back and forth on the Naihe Bridge for hundreds of years, and she has said this to me back and forth." Hu Jia Ghost messenger, be careful, this dark place is really lonely."

Cao Weining smiled, and while listening to the lonely ghost messenger chanting in his ear, he looked at the way back and forth, thinking what would it be like if Ah Xiang came over there in the form of an old lady?She must also be a spirited old lady, sharp and sharp, she...

Suddenly, Cao Weining stood up straight, his eyes wide open, and he saw not far away, the familiar girl was bouncing and following the seductress to this side, she was walking around endlessly Asking the ecstasy envoy, the ecstasy envoy was full of concentration, and walked with his head depressed, ignoring her, and when he was pressed in a hurry, he just said, "Ashes to ashes, ashes to dust".

Cao Weining opened his mouth and called out, "Ah Xiang..."

Gu Xiang paused, turned his head to look over, and was stunned for a while, at first he seemed to want to cry, but in the end he held back all of it, only turned into a big smiling face, and jumped towards him like a bird, shouting: "Brother Cao, I knew you were waiting for me!"

Cao Weining hugged her tightly as if he had never seen her in his whole life, but then thought, if Ah Xiang came like this, if he didn't become an old lady, then he would die young, so he became anxious and sad again, with mixed feelings Intersecting, tears came down, fell into the yellow spring water, and rippled round and round, even the ferryman was startled.

Hu Jia closed her mouth, and looked at the two embracing each other with a distant smile.

But the encounter at the bridgehead seems to last forever.

Another ghost messenger on the bridge shouted: "You two, it's time, let's go—"

Like a pendulum dedicated to duty, the only sentence in his mouth has been this one for the past year.

Gu Xiang raised his head from Cao Weining's arms, glared viciously at the ghost messenger on the bridge, and cursed: "What are you urging? Are you fucking a ghost?!"

The man on the bridge was stunned, and thought, isn't this calling the soul?

Hu Jia laughed, and commented: "What a pungent little lady, young man, she has a fierce wife."

With tears in his eyes, Cao Weining said cheerfully and politely, "I'm ashamed."

Hu Jia stood up, pointed to Naihe Bridge and said: "Okay, let's get on the road, don't miss the time of reincarnation, if you miss it for a while, you may become a beggar on the side of the road if you two are not destined. After all, the next life can be continued.”

After finishing speaking, he led the two of them to the Naihe Bridge and stood still in front of Po Meng's soup. Gu Xiang hesitated for a moment and said, "If you drink this, you'll forget it, grandma, can you not drink it? "

Granny Meng looked at her with a beautiful wooden face and shook her head silently.

The ghost messenger Hu Jia said: "Little girl, if you don't drink Mengpo soup, you will be a cow or a horse in your next life. Drink it."

Gu Xiang's eye circles turned red again, and he lowered his head, no matter how much he was persuaded, he was unwilling to move. Hu Jia couldn't bear it, so he said to Po Meng: "Look, let me make it easier, it's not easy. In our place, For thousands of years and hundreds of years, it is not always possible to see a pair of lovers who can finally get married, it is really..."

Meng Po said: "Hu Guicha..."

Hu Jia hurriedly took it over: "Yes, I am cautious in my words, I am cautious in my words."

Po Meng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly took out two red threads from her bosom, spread them in her hands, and handed them to Gu Xiang.Gu Xiang was stunned, and Hu Jia hurriedly said: "Little lady, take it quickly, Mrs. Meng is showing mercy. This is a chance that may not be possible to cultivate in a few lifetimes. Take it and tie it on your wrist." In the next life, we won’t meet each other.”

Gu Xiang hurriedly took the red rope from Po Meng's hand, and tied it around Cao Weining's and his own wrists clumsily.The two held hands together, drank the water of forgetting love together, and entered reincarnation again.

Behind him was the seducer's voice: "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust—"

There is also Hu Jia's emotion: "Ask what love is in the world—even Meng Po's eyes are opened."

Meng Po had no choice but to continue: "You ghost is bad, be careful with your words."

Fifteen years later, in the city of Luoyang, the young lady of Li Yuanwai's family went to the wedding ceremony, and Li Yuanwai's early sworn brother Song Daxia brought his only son, one to celebrate his birthday, and the two to propose marriage.

When this pair of children were in their infancy, they were raised together. When the adults coaxed the children, they found that one of these two little guys had a red mark on his left hand, and the other had a red mark on his right hand. Is it fate?So I ordered a doll pro.

It was the season of green plums, and there was Nalang riding a bamboo horse——

This is ordered by the girl from Kaixuan 7958 in the group, A Xiang and Xiao Cao's episode, here it is.