Jun Xie Chenxin

On the bank of Wangchuan River, for several years, there was a lone soul standing there like a day. That lone soul had a big temper. Many underworld pawns tried to drag him away, but not only couldn't they drag him away, but he was even beaten up.

The pawn of the underworld reported the matter to Yan Luo, the hell. Yan Luo looked through the life book and sighed, "Another person with deep obsession." , clicked his lips and said, "Forget it, don't worry about it, just let that kid stay by the Wangchuan River."

"This... If this sets a precedent, how can other brats follow suit in the future?" The judge asked cautiously.

"Imitate? Just imitate and beat him to death!"

"Then why not use some ruthlessness on this brat?"

Yan Luo's already cold body and heart felt a chill, and he shivered, "Forget it, don't mess with it."

"Yes……"

From then on, no kid dared to provoke that lonely soul by the river of Wangchuan.

In the beginning, "ghost stories" came out. The lonely soul by the Wangchuan River was a close friend Yan Luo knew when he was a human, so he couldn't be provoked. The ghost who said this "ghost story" had his tongue pulled out. People dare to talk too much.

After the matter subsided, there were "ghost stories" that said that the lonely soul was the reincarnation of the heavenly god, and after death, he did not go to the heavenly court, but went to the underworld.

Ten years have passed. Although the lonely soul cannot feel the passage of time in the underworld, he has seen many ghosts being dragged by black and white impermanence across the Naihe Bridge. Memories, reincarnation and reincarnation.

Today he was standing by the river as usual, and another group of ghosts came over, one after another, men, women, young and old. When a figure entered his eyes, that lonely soul had been silent for decades, like an ancient well without waves. Finally, his face regained his expression, and he stretched out his hand to grab the familiar figure, "Gong Moyu, are you here?"

Gong Moyu was about 30 years old, so Qi Yang recognized him at a glance.

Gong Moyu was startled, and saw that the ghost pulling her was Qi Yang, and just about to speak, he was startled by Hei Wuchang, Qi Yang glared at him, Hei Wuchang pouted, "You chatter, you chatter... "

Gong Moyu teased, "Qi Yang, it's okay to mess around, the hell has been eaten?"

Qi Yang ignored Gong Moyu's words and asked, "He, is he okay?"

Gong Moyu naturally understood who Qi Yang was talking about, took a breath and said, "Since he appeared in Wuya Mountain for the last time, he has disappeared. Occasionally, some people said that they saw him in Kapok City, to be exact. , I don't know..."

Qi Yang couldn't hear how Feng Ninghan was going, so he felt a little depressed, but after thinking about it, since he had waited for so long and didn't get him, then he should have listened to his words and lived a good life.

Thinking of this, Qi Yang was a little relieved.

He turned to look at Gong Moyu, carefully observing Gong Moyu's face, Gong Moyu felt uncomfortable being looked at, and shrank back, "What do you think I am doing?"

"Your life is really thinner than paper. Why did you come down so early?"

When it comes to death, the whole person is unwilling, but after death, he will be relieved, Gong Moyu waved his hand, "It's good to die early and be reborn early."

After finishing speaking, the following ghosts made a commotion. One ghost rushed towards Qi Yang and the others regardless of obstruction. Qi Yang looked intently, isn't this Rong Ran?Why did he follow Gong Moyu back and forth...

Gong Moyu's face was not very good-looking, almost glaring at Rong Ran viciously.

Qi Yang pointed at the person who blocked the ghost, and said, "Let go."

Then Rong Ran quickly floated to Qi Yang's side, he smiled at Gong Moyu, "Are you waiting for me?"

"Wait, wait! Wait for your size! Didn't I say, you have to live well without me! Why did you come down so quickly!!!" After finishing speaking, he slapped Rong Ran on the head.

Rong Ran felt aggrieved, "I can't live without you, so I might as well die."

Gong Moyu blushed, and glanced at Qi Yang, "Forget it! I'll ignore you!"

Qi Yang smiled and glanced at the ghost team, "Go quickly."

"What about you?" Gong Moyu asked.

"I'll wait for Ahan."

"it is good……"

Qi Yang watched the two people arguing and going up to the Naihe Bridge. When they were drinking Mengpo soup, they looked at each other and drank it all in one gulp.

Although Meng Po soup can make people go to the memory of the previous life, it can't break the fate of the two people from life to life.

Therefore, Qi Yang believed that Rong Ran and Gong Moyu would meet again in the next life.

Another few years have passed, and Qi Yang doesn't know exactly how long it was, but he thinks it should be a few years.

Qi Yang now has a habit of looking at the expressions of those ghosts. Most of them are expressionless, and some of the rest are resentful and puzzled, while others are calm.

Another reincarnation team came over today. Qi Yang passed the time watching each ghost's expression as usual, but he saw a figure that he didn't want to see.

That person was very sad, devastated, and he didn't seem to have the slightest attachment to life. If it wasn't because he wanted to be reincarnated, he would definitely prefer to be wiped out.

Qi Yang grabbed the man's wrist and called out, "Brother..."

Gu Ran'an turned his head to look at Qi Yang, a wave appeared in his empty eyes, but in a split second, the wave disappeared again, "Brother...you have been...what's wrong with you these years..."

Gu Ran'an shook his head, and said indifferently, "It's unbearable to look back." Then, he pulled out his hand, unwilling to say a word, and followed the team onto the Naihe Bridge.

Qi Yang ran over and stood on the bridge to look at Gu Ran'an. Gu Ran'an poured bowls of Meng Po's soup, but still couldn't forget the mundane memories. That's good."

"How can I forget it completely? This soup doesn't seem to be enough." Gu Ran'an looked at the empty bowl and replied blankly.

"Walk away your resentment in the River of Forgetfulness."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Ran'an jumped into the river. The Wangchuan River was full of resentful ghosts who could not be reincarnated, and the river was full of insects and snakes. Ordinary underworld pawns couldn't stay in it for long, but Gu Ran'an was born in the river. Stayed in there until another group of ghosts from crossing the bridge came over.

Qi Yang wanted to go down to get Gu Ran'an, but Po Meng raised her hand and brought Gu Ran'an up, Gu Ran'an looked at Po Meng dully, Po Meng said, "Forgot?"

Seeing that the person in front of him didn't respond, he asked the pawn to take Gu Ran'an to have an incarnation.

Qi Yang froze in place, feeling complicated.

When Po Meng saw it, she said, "It's the most hurtful thing in the world, don't be attached, don't be nostalgic, don't be greedy."

Qi Yang returned to the riverside in a daze, and after another year, Huo Lian was waiting.

Huo Lian didn't seem to have passed the years as he wished, his face was full of vicissitudes, and his eyes had long lost their luster.

"Huo Lian..." Qi Yang called out.

Huo Lian came back to his senses, followed the source of the sound, and saw Qi Yang standing by the Wangchuan River. He walked over in a daze, without any guards from the underworld stopping him. He walked up to Qi Yang and looked deeply at him. This person who quarreled with him before.

He suddenly touched his face, and said, "It's still you, it's better to die early, and keep the original appearance."

And less suffering in the world...

"What's wrong with you? Why did you become like this, and, my senior brother..."

Huo Lian rolled his eyes and looked at the endless darkness of hell, "The past is like a cloud of smoke, why I became like this, I don't want to talk about it anymore, but your senior brother... let him be safe, he has suffered too much."

"he……"

"Because Cang Shuduan." After saying that, Huo Lian dragged his body and left without turning his head. On the Naihe Bridge, he poured Mengpo soup without remembering it.

With a long sigh, he said, "If you are reincarnated, you will never enter the imperial city again!"

Qi Yang took a deep breath, watched Huo Lian leave, and unconsciously clenched his hands.

Cang Shu, what did you do to them...

Another few years in a hurry.

Qi Yang's mind became more and more heavy on the bank of the Wangchuan River.

Although he is already a ghost, he will suffer from living memory every day he hasn't entered reincarnation. What's more, now that he knows the ups and downs of Huo Lian and Gu Ran'an these years, it's harder to let go.

"Isn't it good to forget? Why don't you enter reincarnation early and wait here?" Granny Meng's voice came from my ear.

Qi Yang lowered his eyes and murmured, "Grandma doesn't need to say any more, I want to wait for him, I've been waiting for so long, I want to wait for him to enter reincarnation together."

"The sky is about to change, do you know that?"

Qi Yang didn't understand what he meant, so he didn't speak, but Po Meng continued, "Some important people are coming."

"Big man?"

"Another emperor appeared in the human world, and that emperor died. If he didn't enter the fairy gate, he would enter reincarnation."

"Who is it?" Qi Yang vaguely had an answer in his heart, but he still wanted to ask the last question.

Po Meng said, "Here we are." Then there was no more sound.

……

The sound of Zhengshi came from beside his ear, Qi Yang followed the sound and looked over, seeing that person, his mood suddenly became depressed.

Obviously there was no one playing the music, but that person had his own strange voice, striding forward, with sharp eyes, walking towards this side, he had long since lost his original appearance.

Perhaps, the appearance of the past was simply pretended by him, or perhaps, the years have completely changed him.

Cang Shuduan.

The underworld pawns on both sides actually gave way to Cang Shuduan, retreated respectfully to the two sides, bowed their heads and did not dare to look at Cang Shuduan, for pawns with their skills, if they accidentally glanced at them, they would be punished by Cang Shuduan. Duan's aura of emperor was so shocking that his soul flew away.

Qi Yang waited for Cang Shuduan to approach and blocked his way.

"Long time no see, Cang Shu."

At this time, Cang Shu saw Qi Yang in his eyes, and he said, "It's been a long time, Qi Yang."

The two of them acted as if they had never known each other before.

"You, the Emperor?"

Cang Shu smiled, "It's just the identity given to me by others, I don't care."

"What did you do to my brother?"

Cang Shuduan's expression moved slightly, "As a lonely soul, why should you stick to the past."

"Then why don't you be a good priest and want to enter reincarnation?"

Cang Shuduan smiled, ignored Qi Yang, walked up the Naihe Bridge, took Meng Po's soup from Meng Po's hands, drank all of Meng Po's soup, crossed the bridge, and disappeared from Qi Yang's sight.

At this time, a pawn leaned over to Qi Yang and whispered, "You don't want your ghost life? How dare the emperor stop him?"

"Human Emperor..."

"That man, he unified the country and regained the barbarians. He has made outstanding achievements, not to mention promulgating various regulations to benefit the people and making major changes in people's livelihood. As far as the great things he has done, I am afraid that he will be lost in a few days and nights." Can't finish! How many mortals can reach this height? He is a real emperor."

Qi Yang was silent. What he said to Huo Lian at the beginning really came true...

……

Qi Yang couldn't figure out how long he had been waiting, until he waited for Song Qi to come, but he still couldn't wait for Feng Ninghan.

And he had only seen Song 71 at the age of two, it was Song Qi who saw Qi Yang on the bank of Wangchuan River, and yelled "Second Master" before Qi Yang noticed him.

Besides Song Qi, who else could call him Second Master.

The scene where the two meet each other is also quite funny. An old man in his eighties and 90s hugs a young man in his early twenties and calls him master with his nose and tears.

Qi Yang gradually felt that it was better to die early. He saw Song Qi like this, and felt that Song Qi should be carefree until the end of his life, so he couldn't help being happy for Song Qi.

"You... your master..." Qi Yang let go of Song Qi and asked.

Song Qi thought for a while, "Since we parted that day, I have only met Master twice. Judging by his appearance, he should have a good life, but his temper is more indifferent."

"so……"

"Second master, what are you doing here?"

"I..." Qi Yang smiled, "I'm waiting for your master."

"What? My master hasn't come down yet?"

When Song Qi said this, he felt uncomfortable no matter what he heard, and before the second master hit him, he immediately "bah bah bah!" and then ran away.

What an old urchin.

On the Naihe Bridge, Song Qi waved to Qi Yang with the bowl of Mengpo soup, and said with a hearty smile, "Second Master! See you in the next life~" After finishing speaking, he drank the Mengpo soup and crossed the Naihe Bridge.

Qi Yang smiled helplessly and shook his head.

He squatted down and drew circles on the loess with his fingers.

It seems that everyone familiar in the human world has already come down...

To say that Ahan lived a long life, this is too...

"Bah bah bah!"

Long life is a good thing!

Qi Yang just painted the soil like this, and it took more than a year to paint. One day, a ghost appeared in front of him. He didn't look up, and continued to paint on his own.

"You've been squatting and drawing circles with your head down?"

The voice was very familiar, with a trace of vicissitudes. Perhaps after so many years, Qi Yang's mind was a little out of order, and he didn't even think about who it would be talking to him.

"My pleasure."

Ghosting squatted down, hugged his knees with his hands, rested his head on his hands, and looked at Qi Yang with his head sideways, "Wait for me for a long time?"

Qi Yang's heart was suddenly flustered, he slowly raised his eyes, and saw Feng Ninghan's shadow in the eyes of the old man in front of him, "You...you are..."

"Ah Han, is it because I've lived so long that you don't even recognize me?" As he spoke, Ahan cupped his face, "It's also...I'm too old..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Yang hugged Ahan tightly, "I finally waited for you!"

Ahan smiled, stroking Qi Yang's back, "Fool, you can enter reincarnation first."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if I enter reincarnation first, you won't find me, and I'm even more afraid that I was born before I was born, my old gentleman is still young, and I have missed it for life after life... As I said, every year, every year Every year, life after life, I will replenish you, so I will wait for you."

"Thank you for waiting for me."

Ahan raised Qi Yang up, and the two looked at Naihe Bridge, smiled at each other, and walked resolutely to Naihe Bridge hand in hand.

When Po Meng on the Naihe Bridge saw the two of them, a smile appeared on Wannian's indifferent face. Finally, she looked at Feng Ninghan with deep meaning, and handed out Po Meng's soup in her hand.

After Feng Ninghan finished drinking, Qi Yang also drank Mengpo soup.

When the two were about to get off the Naihe Bridge, Po Meng said something.

"I wish you the best of luck in your next life."

……

……

……

"Hey, Teacher Sanjiu, your manga has been delayed for a long time, when will you update it?"

"Editor, I really don't have any inspiration recently, why don't we discuss it and delay it? Maybe the inspiration will come next week!"

"Don't, teacher, look at your backstage, how many fans are urging...don't..."

"Hello? Hello? Hello? What are you talking about? Hello? The signal is not good, what are you talking about?"

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Sanjiu, whose real name is Xu Yan, is a writer and cartoonist. He writes his own novels and draws them himself, so he is "self-produced and sold for sale".

So he usually writes for a year and draws for a year, and works for another three years, and is dubbed the ultimate dystocia by fans.

Xu Yan felt aggrieved, and he couldn't be blamed for that. He had to write and paint at the same time, so how could he have so much time?Besides, he has really reached a bottleneck period recently, and he always feels that what he writes is less interesting when he draws it.

He thought it must be due to work, his brain was rusted from staying at home every day, and it might be much better to let him go for a walk, so he sat in front of the computer and prepared to look through tourist attractions.As soon as I opened the webpage, the editor called, so the scene just now happened.

He saw Wuyuan, and saw Nanshan Bamboo Sea, and finally the picture was fixed on the picture of Enshi Grand Canyon.

Xu Yan flipped through many pictures of the Enshi Grand Canyon, and for some reason, there was a longing in his heart, as if a voice kept calling him to Enshi.

Once he has an idea, he will make a decision quickly, so he opened the booking page and immediately booked a high-speed rail ticket to Enshi tomorrow.

……

The journey was long. Xu Yan sat by the window, watching the gradually receding scenery, suddenly felt a sense of loss. He turned on the computer and sketched the scene at the moment.

The closer he was to Enshi, the more nervous he felt.

This kind of feeling came suddenly and inexplicably, Xu Yan rubbed his chest and let out a long breath.

In the afternoon, Xu Yan finally arrived in Enshi.

He took a taxi to the Enshi Canyon Scenic Area. He had to say that the majestic mountains were really shocking.

A lot of people came here, and from a distance, Xu Yan heard someone shout, "Mo Qikan."

It was obviously an unfamiliar voice, but it caught Xu Yan's ears especially. Xu Yan looked over for the sound and only saw a man's figure.

Xu Yan shook his head and smiled, feeling that he was getting more and more strange.

Following the crowd, the scenery was beautiful all the way, and Xu Yan actually had a feeling that it would be great if he could retire here.

Walking through a quiet path that only allowed one person to pass, there was a mountain wall on one side and a stream on the other. Xu Yan stared blankly at the stream for a long time, and the feeling of déjà vu grew stronger.

Going forward, he came to a secluded pool surrounded by several mountain walls. He stopped and looked around, and began to wonder if his parents brought him here to play when he was a child.

The voice sounded next to him again, "This place is so familiar."

A male voice responded to him again, "I think it's a little familiar."

"Record the voice of the valley here, and it should be good to go back and synthesize it and add it to the ancient song."

"Well... yes..."

Xu Yan's eyes kept falling on the man next to him, and suddenly, he said lightly, "I...I also feel that this place is very familiar."

The man looked up at Xu Yan, and when his eyes met, a different kind of emotion surged in his heart.

It was as if they were not seeing each other for the first time, but had known each other for a long time.

"What a coincidence, I don't know your name?"

Xu Yan was startled, blinked, and replied, "Xu Yan."

The man introduced himself, "Gu Yi."

Xu Yan asked, "Do you make music?"

Gu Yi smiled, with a gentle smile, "Well, you came to play alone? Or, together?"

"Okay."

……

……

The story of their previous life is over.

But their stories in this life and life after life will still be delayed.

Reincarnation only forgets the past, but keeps the karma.

In the reincarnation of life after life, they will look for each other, and under the traction of fate, they will meet again, and then they will be ten thousand years at a glance.

One glance, then a lifetime.