I looked at the bouquet of flowers for a while, and then turned back to look at the red Bianhua flowers blooming on both sides of the Wangchuan River. I actually feel that all the scenery has a kind of inexplicable and sad beauty.
I couldn't help sighing, thinking that I was quite leisurely at this time, going on a boat, and the shore was full of flowers. I suddenly remembered an inappropriate poem: "The flowers on Moshang bloom, but they can return slowly." I believe that no one will have the experience of me, boating on the Wangchuan River to see flowers. I gave a wry smile, wondering if this Nima was lucky or something.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a long sigh coming from the river bank. I was taken aback, suddenly stood up from the canoe, and looked around. But there was no shadow of anything.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that my hands were empty. I looked down and saw that bunch of red Bana flowers disappeared. I stared at the empty hands in amazement, not knowing how to react.
At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew in front of me. It rises slowly, slowly condenses into a figure, and gradually becomes clear.
I looked at the person in front of me in surprise. Wearing a red dress, long flying black hair, a sweet face, and a pair of eyes with red pupils exactly like mine.
"Ah, Ah Jiu?!" I said in surprise.
My first reaction was: Could this product be fake too? With the incident of the mirror mirror last time, the Ah Jiu I met was a monster born in the mirror, what about this one now? Could it be that the ghost who led me to the nether land changed? ?
So, I shouted: "What are you??"
Ah Jiu looked depressed, and sighed: "Brother Yan, I am Ah Jiu. No, I am Ah Jiu's soul now."
"Ajiu's soul?" I asked puzzledly: "It is said that after death, people should go to the world of rebirth. And this place is just the entrance to the Netherworld. Why do you stay here, Ajiu?"
"To see Brother Yan for the last time." Ah Jiu walked up to me with a sad expression, and stretched out his hand to caress my cheek: "Brother Yan, I have been waiting for a long time. I hid among the flowers on the other side of the Wangchuan River and became one of them." Yiduo, waiting for you to come and see me."
"You knew I would come?" Seeing that she didn't make any other moves, I was a little relieved.
Ah Jiu said: "Brother Yan has a special physique. If he passes through the yin body, if the soul leaves the body in some places where the yin energy is very strong, it will crash into the nether world."
"Then am I dead or alive?" I smiled wryly.
"It's a living soul, so it's far away, and ghosts can't see you." Ah Jiu said.
"Is that so?" I said in amazement. No wonder I haven't even seen Granny Meng on this road. At this time, Ah Jiu still looked at me affectionately, which made me a little embarrassed. So I pulled her over, sat down on the boat, and asked, "Then Ah Jiu, what are you going to do, will you stay in this place forever? Or will you go to reincarnation in the future?"
Ah Jiu shook her head and said: "I don't know, anyway, seeing Brother Yan is the happiest thing for me." She leaned her head back as she said. I still seem to be able to feel Ah Jiu's body temperature, and her long black hair filled with the fragrance of flowers.
A sense of pity suddenly came to my heart, and I couldn't help raising my hand to touch her soft long hair. At this time, the small wooden boat no longer floated forward, but stayed in the distance.
The two of us sat quietly, and I suddenly thought of a question: "Ah Jiu, is this Wangchuanhe?"
Ah Jiu replied: "Yes, this is the Wangchuan River. The Wangchuan River is very long, but after crossing this river, the real underworld is ahead."
"But I heard that there should be Po Meng ferrying on the Wangchuan River, but why isn't there?" I asked.
Ah Jiu said with a smile: "That is a beautiful legend of the world. I want to comfort the dead. It seems that there are real people on the way to meet them and guide them into the new world. In fact, as long as they pass through hell, ghosts will forget the past. Things, and go to the next life. The evolved Meng Po is probably the person who people can't let go of and miss the most."
"So you are my Po Meng?" I smiled slightly: "Among the dead, I really miss you the most. I'm sorry, I'm useless, I didn't protect you well."
Ah Jiu smiled and said: "No, but I died happily, because my eyes are still guarding Brother Yan, as if I have been living by your side."
I sighed lightly. We were silent for a long time, then Ah Jiu raised his head, looked at me and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, I feel like there is a cold breath in your body, which is why I can safely approach you without being afraid of being burned." The reason. Generally, living souls carry with themAlas, ghosts don't like to get close to them. "
"Icy breath? What is that?" I asked in surprise.
Ah Jiu said: "I don't know about this, did you take something?"
"Take it?" Her reminder reminded me of the Flood Dragon Neidan that Su Ling gave me earlier. Could it be this thing?
"Maybe it's Jiaolong's inner alchemy." I said, "But I don't think this thing has any great effect on me."
Ah Jiu said with a smile: "Brother Yan, you haven't discovered the second function of the Nether Eye. It allows you to see many different things. However, you can't say those things. If you say it, it will hurt you harm."
"What's the matter?" I said in amazement.
Ah Jiu leaned over suddenly, and said softly, "Let me help you see." Then, she suddenly closed her eyes and kissed my lips. This gentle kiss was lingering and long, and I couldn't help but move my heart, and I couldn't help hugging Ah Jiu.
There was a long and long singing faintly in the distance. I closed my eyes and suddenly felt that all this was extremely mysterious. But at this moment, I suddenly felt a burning sensation on the top of my head, followed by spells, which gave me a headache.
I opened my eyes, saw Ah Jiu smiling at me, and then gave me a slight push. In an instant, I felt like my soul was floating up, flying away from the boat and flying towards the sky.
I saw Ah Jiu on the boat looking up at me and smiling at me. The wind blew her long black hair and long red skirt. The Bana flowers on both sides of the strait are burning like red flames. It wasn't until today when I thought about it that I realized that it was the last time I saw Ah Jiu's voice. But the beauty of the final shock is deeply imprinted in my memory.
Amidst the dizziness, I suddenly felt my eyes light up. The incantation sound in the ear became more and more clear. Suddenly, I seemed to think it was Wu Dan's voice. When I fully opened my eyes and took a look, sure enough, it was he who was holding my head and chanting a mantra.
I suddenly felt a pain in my head, and shouted: "Master, can you stop chanting, this is a magic spell, right?"
I completely woke up with this voice. When I woke up, I wiped it and was lying on a hospital bed. Zhao Yu and Ruan Lingxi were also there, and they were relieved to see that I woke up.
Wu Dan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and cursed: "Fuck you, little bk, you almost died this time. But it's very powerful, why didn't you die after being hit by such a heavy yin energy? Life is hard enough ah."
I suddenly remembered the female corpse that was strangling me, so I asked, "What about the corpse?"
Zhao Yu said: "It has been sent to the police station. You should rest for a while."
Ruan Lingxi sighed: "Er Huo, can you stop being a hero next time?"
I sighed: "No, I f¡ª¡ªed to save someone because someone hanged himself."
Wu Dan said: "Okay, you can rest for a while. We will continue to talk about this case when you fully recover."
Having said that, Zhao Yu and Wu Dan went out. Ruan Lingxi sat down and poured me a glass of warm water: "You two, don't be so reckless next time."
I took the water glass and felt that my body was fine, but my neck hurt a little. Looking out the window, it seems that the sky has just dawned, and there are birdsong. I thought back to the Wangchuan River and the Naihe Bridge, as well as Ah Jiu who had turned into a Bianhua flower. It seemed that everything had existed in real life, and I couldn¡¯t tell whether it was a dream or reality.
"Wicked girl, do you believe in past lives?" I asked Ruan Lingxi.
The villain smiled and said, "Past and present? Even if there is, we can't see it."
I smiled: "That's true." Immediately, I remembered what I saw on the Sansheng Stone. Why do we go to the snow mountain? Could it be that all of us are going to die in the snow-capped mountains?
Thinking of this, my scalp tingles. Damn, knowing your future is not an easy task. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com