"Is this the road to the underworld?" Mu Shan held a paper umbrella depicting the beauty of plum blossoms in one hand, and a lantern made of silver threads woven into a star in the other hand. He slowly looked around and saw only a few The darkness, boundless, and covered with black snow, whizzed and whirled by, making the lantern in his hand sway unsteadily. "I will also have this day?" Mu Shan walked quietly in this lonely space with no light and no end in sight. Bits and pieces of his life slowly appeared in his mind, and he slowly thought of his previous life. Another self: "Ma Yu, do I want to be like you, wandering in this dark and cold underworld forever?" The wind and snow blew violently from Mu Shan's cheek, as sharp and cold as a knife , the sky-covering snowflakes slowly covered Mu Shan's body. No matter how he beat it and shook it off, it was like a heavy rain falling from the sky and refused to stop. "Xiu Niang" Mu Shan narrowed his eyes, protected the lantern, searched around among the thousands of snowflakes, and shouted everywhere. However, the only response to him was the more violent wind and snow, like countless sinister smiles. , swallowing up all his voice. The ground under your feet is as smooth as loess, without any accumulation of snowflakes. I don¡¯t know where the wind and snow come from, and where it will go. Maybe I am just like the wind and snow, confused and unaware of my way back! "Where did she go? We obviously went to hell together, why did you leave me alone" Mu Shan murmured, and the sound that just came out of his mouth seemed to be soaked in the coldness of snowflakes and forced by the strong wind. He poured it back into his mouth and passed through his throat, as if he had stuffed the entire winter into his heart: "She must be very scared, it's so dark and cold here" He kept shouting, kept exploring, and before his eyes Everything has never changed, as if stepping on the turntable of fate, constantly repeating the cycle from the starting point to the end, from hope to disappointment! I don¡¯t know how long I walked, nor how far I walked, but Mu Shan finally stopped, staring ahead with his eyes confused, relying on the lantern in his hand that had a weak flame, quietly keeping warm. The past time and a lifetime of memories are burning silently in the flames. Faces of love or hate, happy or sad things, are like moths flying into the fire, in the silence. Burned to ashes. "Thousands of arrows pierce the heart, it really came true!" Recalling the last scene, the arrows were as sharp as the stars in the sky, but at this moment, I still didn't regret the decision I made at that time. "Wen Ze" Mu Shan spoke in a silky voice. Although he had some vague memories, he was sure that the dull man at that time held back the tears in his eyes, bit his lower lip tightly, and With his mouth full of blood, he pulled out the arrows from his body one by one, then carried his body on his back, slowly, slowly walking in the wind and snow until he met her " Rain and dust" Even though the picture was very hazy, Mu Shan could still clearly see the figure of the man, standing lonely and desperate in the wind and snow, with his weak shoulders stubbornly holding up the entire collapsed sky. ¡ At that time, she didn¡¯t have any words, but in her beautiful eyes, how much sadness and pain was rippling At that time, she didn¡¯t have any tears, but in her trembling body, how much sadness and pain was flowing The sorrow and despair At that time, she just quietly carried herself, alone, towards the unknown journey "After all, I still failed her" Mu Shan stood in a daze, holding the paper umbrella in his hand. He was blown away by the strong wind and still didn't know it. He just slowly closed his eyes, raised his head, silently held back the tears in the corners of his eyes, and silently tasted the feeling of being cut by a knife The wind and snow gradually attached to Mu. His silver-white hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes covered his entire body, like a lifelike statue. Only the lantern in his hand, the light was so weak that it seemed like it would go out at any time, but it still seemed like he couldn't let it go in his heart. The persistence and concern are burning tenaciously. Time seemed to have stagnated in the roar of the wind and snow. After an unknown amount of time, Mu Shan's eyes and face began to beat slightly, like grass buried deep in the soil, looking out with soft eyes. "FengduGhost Gate" Mu Shan's eyes were fixed on a huge incomplete door that suddenly appeared in front of him, exuding deep darkness, cold and strange aura, and the ghost door was frozen by deep blue ice. , there was no door outline, a dark gap, like a ferocious giant beast, roaring madly and furiously towards Mu Shan. In front of the Fengdu Ghost Gate, there are many vivid statues standing. Most of the lanterns in their hands have been extinguished. They must have exhausted the last bit of obsession in their souls during the endless waiting, and then completely dissipated in the Three Realms and Six Paths. between. "Nishui Han" Mu Shan shook off the cold snow on his body, tremblingly walked to the ghost gate, staring at the high-pitchedAbove the Fengdu Ghost Gate, the divine sword that froze it reminded me of Chen Liushi's impulsive and willful self. With only his bloody courage, he wantonly destroyed the Fengdu Ghost Gate in the three realms of reincarnation, causing the souls around him to wander in deathly silence. , unable to go back to reincarnation, and ended up in disarray, I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of apology in my heart. "Maybe Jiang Shiping is right. Without the power of restraint, he can only harm others and himself" Mu Shan stood alone in front of the ghost gate. He could not pass through the ghost gate. He could only live in the ghost gate like other dead souls. In the endless suffering and loneliness, waiting for the moment when the soul disappears into the invisible. Time has no meaning here. Memories, during the long wait, are peeled off and lost bit by bit under the cold erosion, melting into the black snow in the sky. Only a piece of darkness remains in my mind. of confusion. "Do you regret it?" In the dark, Mu Shan seemed to hear a gentle and soft voice, mixed with the howl of the wind and snow, lingering faintly in his ears. Mu Shan seemed to have grabbed a plank in the turbulent sea, and shouted excitedly: "Who are you?" "Do you know your mistakes?" "You know your mistakes and don't regret it!" Mu Shan looked around, except for the shadowy figures. There was no other figure in the snowman, but finally there was a little movement. Mu Shan didn¡¯t want to miss it, so he shouted loudly: "If time could happen again, I would still do this, and watch my brother die before my eyes." I can't do it without being indifferent! Even if I know that more lives will be lost, I won't hesitate. I'm not a saint and I can't treat everyone equally! Who is the brother? What's his name?" Mu Shan fell into doubt and confusion again and said to himself: "Why can't I remember anything? , you have to work hard first. Since God has given you such a powerful bloodline, there must be a heavy responsibility for you to shoulder. Are you willing to shoulder it? "A soft white light suddenly tore through the depths of darkness, coming from a distance. Pierced into the sky and sprinkled on Mu Shan's body, it was like a gaze from an alien space, full of warmth and compassion, making Mu Shan feel inexplicably peaceful and comfortable. "An important task?" Mu Shan asked doubtfully, "Can you make it clearer? If I agree, can I leave here?" "That's right!" As soon as the voice finished speaking, Mu Shan felt that there was an extra wave of energy in the air. The huge pulling force forcefully sucked his soul out of the darkness and threw him into another vast and unknown world.