my God

It was almost dawn, and the ghosts who came out to play gathered at the gate of the realm.

Song Yan floated forward with the ghost current, and the ghost that promised to lead him was very honest, except for being a little dazed at the beginning, he didn't play any tricks at this time.

He took the initiative to chat with Song Yan: "Since you are a living soul, it stands to reason that you will be attracted by the underworld and enter the corridor automatically, but why do you still ask me how to go to the underworld? Could it be that I missed it?"

Song Yan refused to answer and remained silent.

He is not really dead, how could he enter the world-transmitting corridor?Because of the three pills in his body, all organs in his body are functioning normally. At this time, his oxygen supply and metabolic rate are only reduced, and he is in a state of suspended animation. It doesn't matter if his soul leaves for a few days.

Seeing that Song Yan didn't speak, the ghost knew that he didn't want to mention this matter, so he took a look at him, saw that he was wearing a sportswear and was very young, and continued to guess: "Are you a student? But it's not ordinary Student, the few times you hit me just now, did you learn some secret technique? It was passed down in your family?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and move forward." Song Yan replied coldly.

More and more ghosts gather here, and they are already rubbing shoulders.Looking up into the distance, you can see a wall of fog, and all the ghosts who walked in have disappeared.

There is no doubt that the fog wall is the boundary gate.

"Although you are a fierce kid, I don't hold any grudges against you. I don't know what's going on with you, but I feel like you're going to the underworld on purpose. Usually, witches and so on will help people in the underworld to investigate and ask questions. , I have lived in the underworld for many years, if you have any questions, please ask now, we may not be together when we enter the fog later." The ghost leading the way said without any haste. a lot.He is the image of a middle-aged man, Mediterranean, with a big belly, no injuries on his body, and it is not known whether he died of three highs.

"Thank you!" Song Yan sincerely thanked him, then asked after a moment of hesitation, "What happens to those who commit suicide in the underworld?"

"Suicide is a felony!" The middle-aged ghost gave him a surprised look. "Every life is hard-won, and if you don't cherish it, you will be punished. Especially for those who have faith, the consequences of suicide will be even more terrible."

"How terrible?" Song Yan asked immediately.

His master was a cultivator, and the purpose of cultivating the Tao was to live forever, but such a person committed suicide.He must have a reason why he can't live, but the underworld doesn't care what your reason is, as long as you commit suicide, you will be counted as guilty.

"If you haven't done evil and have accumulated virtue, the situation will be better. You don't have to suffer all kinds of torture, but you will be imprisoned in Wuwang Realm to repeatedly experience the scene before suicide, and you will always suffer from mental torment..."

"What do you mean that made him desperate enough to commit suicide, and he would keep repeating that thing?" Song Yan couldn't help but frowned.

His master has done countless good deeds in this life, which should have been immeasurable, but he committed suicide for some unknown reason.As a result, after death, he would continue to encounter the things that made him despair, but there was no way to escape by suicide.

This is simply too cruel!What exactly caused Master to end up like this?

Song Yan's anger rose from the heart of the soul, because he was in the state of a ghost now, so the anger quickly turned into black air and surrounded him, looking ghostly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged ghost hurriedly persuaded in a low voice: "Hey, hey, you are so easy to cause ghosts, let's get rid of the fire!" Then, he hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "It's not impossible to save, Killing the source of his suicide will set him free."

Seeing that Song Yan was so angry about asking about the ghost of the suicide, he guessed that he must be looking for someone very important around him.That being the case, tell him the solution.At that time, there will be another good show in the yamen of the underworld!

After hearing what he said, Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "You mean, if you know who forced him to death, as long as you kill the culprit, the deceased can be freed from the realm of innocence?"

"That's right!" The middle-aged ghost nodded, "Usually it's a bad relationship between two people. They need to torture each other until one of them dies, but if one of them can't bear it and commits suicide, then continue this torture in the underworld. Until another one also comes to the underworld to report."

Song Yan tried his best to suppress his anger, and made up his mind to find out the cause of Master's death.

He rushed towards the fog wall along with many ghosts, then sank into the fog wall and lost consciousness.

When consciousness came back, he was standing somewhere motionless.He looked around and saw a piece of yellow sand under his feet, with no grass growing, it was very desolate.

He looked up into the distance again, only to see a thick fog in the distance, and he couldn't see anything.

Just as he was guessing where it was, a bell suddenly sounded in the distance. The sound of the bell was long and long, which made people feel peaceful and yearning after hearing it.

Song Yan walked towards the bell unknowingly, even though there was a thick fog in front of him, it didn't stop him.

After passing through the dense fog, a bridge appeared in front of his eyes. There was a misty fog above and below the bridge, and he could only vaguely see the outline of the bridge railings and the stone slabs on the nearby bridge.

Song Yan stepped onto the bridge without hesitation, walked through the thick fog on the bridge, and walked to the end of the bridge.

The moment he stepped off the bridge, his heart trembled suddenly, and then subconsciously looked back, and saw the three characters "Naihe Bridge" engraved on the stone railing at the bridge head.

After crossing the bridge of Naihe, you are a person in the underworld, even if you have regrets and unwillingness, there is nothing you can do.

This bridge has always been a one-way traffic, unless it is not the end of life, and was escorted back by ghost messengers.

Song Yan looked at the bridge and knew that he was confused by the bell just now, so he crossed the bridge unknowingly.But he didn't regret it, so what if he couldn't return Yang in order to find his master?Originally, he didn't have much life expectancy.

He no longer hesitated, turned his head and planned to continue walking, but saw a big stone on the side of the road.

When the sight sweeps across the stone surface, the eyes are unconsciously attracted.The stone surface instantly turned into a movie screen, with various pictures appearing on it.

As more and more pictures came into view, various memories appeared in Song Yan's mind.

The protagonist on the screen has a different appearance from him, but he knows that it is him.

This is the Sansheng stone.Song Yan instantly guessed the function of this boulder.

Usually the Sansheng Stone will make people look at the past of the previous life, and then look back at the merits and demerits of this life, and then it will end there and the picture will disappear.But Song Yan saw more than one person on it, and the more he looked back, the older the clothes of the people inside.

None of the men in ancient times was old. They were all from good backgrounds but weak and sickly, and passed away at a young age.

This is the reincarnation of a hundred generations, right?Song Yan couldn't help laughing wryly, and said in his heart that he really had an extraordinary life experience, and when he took a photo in front of the Three Lives Stone, he could actually see the scene of a hundred previous lives.

If you don't finish watching, you can't leave. Song Yan simply watched it seriously, and also learned how serious his punishment was.

The protagonists of all kinds in it all have a common feature - they have a high fever at every turn, their bodies are flushed with fever, and they all die of the high fever in the end.

Song Yan knew in his heart that his previous self died in the sea of ​​flames in his mind.The fire not only reincarnated with the soul, but also became more fierce after hundreds of reincarnations, so that his lifespan became shorter and shorter, so when looking backwards, his lifespan became longer and longer.

In this life, the flames in the depths of his soul have been sucked away by the gods, and he doesn't know how he will die this time.

Ten fireballs suddenly appeared in the sky in the picture, and the fireballs flew from the sea to the sky above the land. After a while, the rivers on the ground dried up, and the fish and shrimps died. The surface began to crack, the plants withered, and then no grass grew.

Under the leadership of the leader, the people knelt on the ground and prayed to God. They offered three animals and kept prostrating.

As soon as the screen turned, there were pavilions, towers and pavilions everywhere, surrounded by clouds and mist.Some people are holding a banquet in the pavilion, the musicians are playing music, the dancers are dancing, and everyone is drinking and chatting happily.

The leader said something, and the man at the bottom stood up and bowed his hands.He was tall and burly, with a heroic and resolute face, wearing a thin armor, looking like a general.

The leader waved his hand from the waiter beside him, and the waiter carried a tray and walked towards the general.On the tray was a quiver containing twelve white feathered arrows.

The general took the quiver with his left, turned his right hand, and a golden longbow appeared in his hand.He clasped his fists at everyone present, and then left the banquet.

The scene changed, and the general was on the cracked land. He took out a feathered arrow from the quiver on his back, drew the golden long bow, pointed it at the fire in the sky, and suddenly let go of the bowstring, and the feathered arrow flew out.

The raging fire was extinguished in an instant, turning into a crow and falling down.

The general is very skillful in archery, he shot nine arrows in succession, and none of them failed, each of them hit the target.

When he drew his bow again and aimed at the last blaze, a woman rushed down from the sky and called him.Because of this sound, his hand moved slightly, and the feathered arrow did not hit the center of the fire, but shot at the edge.

The fire was extinguished in an instant, and it turned into a crow and flew away.

What the woman said to the general, the general seemed to wake up instantly, looking at his hands with a regretful expression on his face.

The general stayed on the ground, the woman flew to the sky alone, and he died alone.

The picture on the stone surface suddenly disappeared and turned back to an ordinary stone surface.

Song Yan couldn't help heaving a long sigh, and said in his heart, if he caused nine deaths and one injury, he would not be wronged in a hundred generations of reincarnation.In any case, in this life, I finally helped Shenjun to cultivate the dharmakaya.

He should be out soon, right?Song Yan couldn't help but sigh again when he thought of Shenjun.If this life ends here, then go to him in the next life and be punished.

Right now, it's more important to find the master first, and let's not talk about the rest for now.Song Yan immediately left the bridge and walked forward along the yellow sand road under his feet.

The author has something to say:

Calvin is stuck to death_(:з」∠)_

It's almost the end, I'll try my best to make it as beautiful as possible...Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: Please keep it simple 2;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!