Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 137 Exclusive Spoiler: Underworld (3)
Zhang Long tremblingly added yellow paper to the brazier, and when the fire was a little smaller, he quickly knelt down and blew it desperately; Zhao Hu threw paper treasures on the side, and with a splash, large pieces of white paper money flew into the air, fluttering again It sprinkled down like snow.

Gongsun Ce continued to wipe his tears with the sleeve of his robe. Scholars are inevitably sensitive and emotional. Thinking that everyone will have such a day, and he will not know what it will be like in a hundred years. Those tears, suddenly he can't tell the real from the fake.

Xiao Qinghua had already had a halftime break. According to him, his voice was hoarse from crying and he needed to replenish his strength.Wang Chao picked up the teapot, and as soon as the throat-moisturizing green tea was poured into the bowl, it disappeared without a trace—it was absorbed quite quickly.

The vortex rotated slowly in the high place, but the shadowy scene was never clear, sometimes blurred, and sometimes even more blurred.Then, at a certain moment, Zhan Zhao noticed that the vortex-like surface suddenly trembled three times.

This is the secret code that Duanmucui agreed with him before.

Zhan Zhao coughed lightly, and motioned to Bai Yutang who was standing beside him: "Brother Bai, stand down there, and when the time is right, raise your head so that you can... see clearly."

Duanmucui was lying in the coffin, and with the wailing outside, the primordial spirit gradually came out.

Seeing a room full of people pretending to be, Xiao Qinghua wanted to die, Mr. Gongsun choked up several times, Wang Chao tried his best to learn how to be sad - although he knew it was a fake, but it was funny, but there was still a touch of warmth in his heart.

After all, the world is lively, and with so much warmth, one day the elder brother Yang Jian should be kidnapped to the world—isn't it boring to guard Erlang Zhenjun's mansion and a roaring dog that roams around all day long?
Because it was a "fake death", naturally there was no black and white impermanence to take her on the road.She went out to look for it by herself, and within two streets, she caught up with a group of ghosts and police, so she followed behind silently.

The leader of the team was Bai Wuchang, knocking a gong in his hand, and kept yelling: "Follow up, keep up, don't get lost."

Hei Wuchang was escorting the team, and he was busy doing psychological training for an old lady in the team: "Don't be sad, don't be sad, people are mortal, the difference is that they die sooner or later. The fate of this life is over, so don't think about it anymore... "

The old lady couldn't hear it, and wailed all the way: "I haven't hugged my grandson yet... Erniu next door owes my family two taels of silver, and I haven't paid it back yet..."

Hei Wuchang pointed to Duan Mucui, and continued to earnestly say: "Look at this girl, she looks like a flower like a jade, I'm afraid she hasn't left the cabinet yet, and her fate has come, so you will follow her? In comparison, you have lived several times longer than her." Ten years..."

The old lady seemed to be comforted, and her wailing finally turned into sobbing like a breeze and drizzle.

Duanmu Cui secretly felt ashamed: I don't know how many "decades" I have lived.

Fengdu crossed the road, led the way, and squeezed into Huangquan Road.There were crowds of people ahead, and the line was too long to see. After a while, a bull head rushed over to spread the word, saying that the Naihe Bridge had collapsed and was being repaired.

"It will take a long time to wait, but we have arranged a boat, and the tickets are limited..."

For those who are in a hurry to reincarnate and who are familiar with the rules, hurry up and get rid of the money.Duanmucui was silent by the side, and even yawned boredly.

As she wished, she was wrapped in another group of people and was taken on the road to the underworld.

The escorted horsemen murmured, nothing more than complaining that they are a group of poor ghosts. They have no money to pass the joints, so they just stay in the underworld honestly. "Savvy".

When you arrive at the gate of the underworld, you read the rules, asking everyone to "wait quietly" and "run actively". Twice a day, at noon, there will be horses coming in front of you to select outstanding "virtuous deeds" and take them to the city. reincarnation circuit.These people will drink a cup of Mengpo soup and return to the world.

After the proclamation, the crowd dispersed in a rush, like countless trickles, flowing into the vast and endless city of the underworld.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Duanmucui couldn't believe that someone would have been waiting in the underworld for so long.

Unexpectedly, I saw the soldiers when King Wu defeated Zhou, leaning on bronze halberds, sitting at the street corner, looking up at the sky.The sky here is ocher yellow, like the day when Chaoge was attacked.

I also saw a scribe in Qin Dynasty, with a mournful face, holding a scroll in his arms, muttering to himself: "Yingzheng, the thief emperor, burned books and robbed scholars, and made me miserable..."

There is also a court lady from the previous dynasty, with white hair, shaking a round fan, and I don't know if she is remembering the time of Xuanzong's dynasty...

Their time slows down almost still, sitting, standing, or muttering to themselves. On this street, no, almost the entire city of Hades, there are very few people walking around. Everyone stays in their own memories, as if being trapped A wax figure in slow motion.

There are ghost messengers in every street and alley, sitting lazily at the corner of the street, and showing off when they see newcomers.

Duanmucui was called to stop several times.

"You!" The person who called her was aggressive, "You are so full of fireworks, you are newly mourned? Are you still burning paper at the other end?"

While speaking, he sneezed and was choked.

Duanmucui remained calm, flipped his hand, and handed over a paper treasure from his cuff.

The ghost guard smiled and praised her: "You look blessed, and you can see that you are a person who has done good deeds. You will be selected tomorrow, and I will definitely push you out."

Duanmucui smiled and said, "Brother Cha, I'm asking you for someone."

A pretty girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, riding in an ox cart covered with blue cloth.

The ghost is strange: "Who are you?"

"A little sister who passed away a few years ago." Duanmucui said seriously, "When I was dying, I dreamed of her several times, and told me, sobbing, that I hadn't had a baby yet. I thought, [-]% of her is Here it is."

After walking and asking for a long time, she finally found it.

An ox cart in the middle of the road, which I couldn’t see very clearly that night on Xuanwu Street, but now I can see it clearly—a very thin cow with a haggard appearance, and the cart is also dilapidated. Through the gap, you can vaguely see the appearance of the little girl in the car.

Duanmucui went over and opened the curtain with one hand.

The girl was startled, and looked at her timidly, bewildered.

Duanmucui smiled and said, "Girl, I'm new here. After walking so much, my waist is sore and my back hurts. When I saw a car here, I wanted to rest my feet."

The girl laughed: "Sister, whatever you want."

She moved to the side to make room for Duanmucui.The curtains were closed on the curtain hooks, and the vision became clear—but no matter how clear the vision was, it was just a lifeless street with almost no movement.

"My sister is new here. I don't know that people here don't move around very much. Walking too much is debilitating - even the people nearby don't come to visit. I haven't spoken for many years. .”

When she died, she should have belonged to the cardamom years. The little girl's temperament must be lively, and she doesn't know how the underworld has survived for so many years.

Her name is Lan Yu, Xu has not spoken for many years, and she is full of questions: "Where did my sister come from? Did she get married? What is the world like now? Is the emperor still the same?"

Duanmucui didn't know which one to answer first, but Lanyu took another deep breath, with an envious look on her face: "Sister, the smell of fireworks is so strong, you must be very particular about sending funerals."

In Yangjian, these are taboo topics, but one world and one heaven, here, unexpectedly, people will be envied because of the solemnity of the funeral.

Duanmucui smiled: "What about you, is there anyone else at home?"

Sapphire shook her head, feeling very lonely: "Sometimes, I can open my eyes, but looking around, it's just a lonely grave."

Yangyan, in this dark market, has another name for literature and art, which is called "Looking back at the past".

It is said that through this yang eye, you can see the last place you stayed in the yang world.

This is a cruel eye, which gives you your last thoughts and erodes your last hope. Many people, day and night, look at their own graves through the sun's eyes.It was lively at first, with filial sons and grandsons burning paper horses to deliver paper money. Slowly, the population was sparse, the grass on the grave was green, and occasionally there was movement, tears of joy and heartbeat. When I looked closely, it was just a wild dog passing by.

So gradually, the heart of remembering the life of the Yang Dynasty finally died down. It turned out that it had been completely forgotten a long time ago. Don't read it, let's go forward, eat a bowl of hot soup, and go to this world again.

Duanmucui asked her: "Can I have a look?"

Sapphire smiled, and took a breath into the air, the emptiness and frivolity of the air could be seen unexpectedly.She traced circles with her finger, then tapped lightly in the center.

Like an eye, and like a long and flat vortex that flows all the time, the plane is like the surface of water, occasionally fluctuating, occasionally rippling, the scenery at the other end is clearly identifiable.

A deep mountain, a...

That can't be called a tomb, at best it's a raised earth bag, without a tombstone, not even a piece of wood on which the names of birth and death are written.

This girl seemed to die lonely.

Sure enough, she herself said: "He died without a sound, and no one even burned a piece of paper money for me."

After finishing speaking, he wiped his palm in the air, as if erasing, and the eye just disappeared.

She asked Duanmucui: "Sister, can I see yours?"

Duanmucui said: "Okay."

She imitated everything, and also scratched out an eye in mid-air.The image on the other end is clear, Mr. Gongsun is reciting the sacrificial oration, choked up and interrupted several times, Zhang Long burns yellow paper with red eyes, Zhao Hu is throwing paper treasures, Zhan Zhao is standing by the coffin, his eyes are calm, but he can't hide his eyes worries and unease.Xiao Qinghua probably left the stage for a rest, but the sobbing and crying sound was still like the background sound, lingering.

Sapphire stared intently, envious.Duanmucui remained calm, looked at her without paying attention, bent her index finger slightly, and tapped Yangyan's face three times.

A man in a white brocade came over, raised his head slightly, with phoenix-eyed brows, a nose like a gall, and an awe-inspiring aura.Such a person, once seen, is hard to forget.

Lan Yu screamed: "Ah, he, Bai Engong!"

Duanmucui stretched out her hand and waved it feignedly, but her positive eyes were closed.

Lan Yu was stunned there, unable to recover for a long time.

Duanmucui tentatively asked her: "Just now your name is...Bai Engong, do you know my husband's brother?"

Lan Yu clutched the clothes at her heart, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Sister, that Bai Engong, who are you?"

"His name is Bai Yutang, and he is a knight-errant. People call him Chinchilla, and he is my father-in-law... sworn sworn brother."

Lan Yu murmured in a low voice: "Bai Yutang, why is it called Chinchilla, it's obviously a..."

He is obviously a character born like a dragon and a phoenix.

Duanmucui observed his words and expressions: "Do you know him?"

Sapphire's face was full of joy, and a tinge of blush appeared on her fair face: "Back then, when I went back to my hometown with my family, I met some bad guys on the mountain road. The bandits at the head." She lowered her head, took down the sachet from her waist, hesitated for a while, then poked her finger in, and took out a black stone.

Duanmucui took it and looked at it. It was smooth and moist. It was Bai Yutang's black jade locust stone.But she couldn't use force. Once she did, the stone would collapse like smoke.

Humans and ghosts have different paths, and everything in the underworld is impossible for her to be a real thing, so she needs to be handled with care.

"Thank you so much. He never gave his name. He only said that his surname was Bai. I just found out today that his name is Bai Yutang. What a nice name. I searched for Bai Engong on the mountain road for a long time before I found Bai Engong." This stone."

Bai Yutang said that the sapphire he saw in the underworld was exactly the same age as when he rescued her.Sapphire Later, what happened?
Duanmucui handed the stone back to Lanyu: "What happened later, did you never see him again?"

Sapphire smiled bitterly: "My sister was joking, I will die in a few days."

"Is it seriously ill?" Duanmucui pretended to be surprised, "It's a pity that my sister is so young."

Sapphire shook her head: "It's not sick."

Anyway, she has been dead for a long time, so she doesn't hide it: "Sister, think about it, Bai Engong is just passing by, the world is big, he is in the mountains today, and he will be at the beach tomorrow, let alone a human being, I want to arrest him But I am different. My family lives there, and the bandits have been entrenched on the mountain all year round. It is easy to find out where my family lives, how many people are there, and what relatives they have.

"I heard that Bai Engong's stone broke one of his ribs. This kind of bandit leader has many minions who do evil. When Bai Engong was around, they didn't dare to mess around, but Bai Engong once Walk……"

Duanmucui sighed.

(End of this chapter)