Eliminator

Chapter 79 Resurrection Fragrant Cauldron (19) Underworld

Flowers, as bright as blood, covered the ground.

Flowers, with flowers but no leaves, are called the other shore.

Red wrapped in black, blood fused with fire, this is the only flower in the underworld.The fragrance of flowers is overflowing, implicated in the memories that have not been completely broken, pulling and pulling on the road of fire.

Now, I'm on this road.

On both sides are people like me, maybe they can no longer be called people.Some of them are sad, some are silent, some are reluctant, and some are numb.

I looked at the black and red sky and ground, and the past events floated before my eyes one by one.

Perhaps, this road is the last stop on earth.

No matter who it is, they will think of the regrets and concerns of this life.

I thought of my mother, she must have cried deeply.

I think of Cai Die, she must not know that I have left.

And Uncle Geng, is he also hesitating on this road of fire, and finally left sadly.

Regardless of whether you are a high-ranking official or noble person, you will eventually have to leave and enter the earth.

Raising his hand, the Xuanwu God Chain is no longer there.Looking back, there was no trace of Xiao Gui either.

Farewell to the stage, and finally a curtain call.

The end of the Huozhao Road is the silent Wangchuan River. The ferrymen silently shake the oars back and forth, transporting the souls of the dead to the other side.

Standing in front of the Wangchuan River, like the other dead souls, I remained silent.It's not that he doesn't want to speak, but that he speaks silently.Maybe this is the real silence is better than sound.

Sitting on the ferry boat, looking back at the Huozhao road getting farther and farther away, it finally turned into a touch of residual red.

"Going ashore is the underworld. Turn left to Wangxiang Terrace and turn right to Judge Hall. You can choose for yourself." The ferryman said after stopping the boat.

The silent dead souls, most of whom were unwilling to give up the world, turned left one after another.

I followed the crowd to the lookout platform, mirrors, like a pair of eyes, bringing the souls of the dead to relive the warmth of the world.Tragedy is the drama of each pair of eyes, but tears separate Yin and Yang.

A ghost left, and I walked over.

Familiar people appeared in the mirror.

Zhao Shan, Hou San, Ye Linger, Uncle Fu, Du Cheng, my mother, and Chen Mu, the murderer who killed me.I felt the pain in my body and woke up instantly.

The mother sat on the side blankly, her eyes were red, and she didn't say a word.

Zhao Shan and Hou San kept patting my body.

I reached out and stroked the mirrors, trying to touch them, but nothing worked.

My anger suddenly rose, and I beat the mirror hard.This action alarmed the ghost messengers next to me, they rushed over and dragged me away.

I was taken away.

It suddenly occurred to me that I still had a lot of things to do.How can you leave like this?
I reached out to touch the talisman paper in my pocket, but what I touched was a handful of dust.

"This is the underworld, do you think you can do whatever you want?" The ghost guard said to me with bared teeth and claws, and then gave me a fist.

No blood, but severe pain.

I struggled desperately to break free, but I was crushed tightly by the opponent.

"Give him a bath." The ghost messenger shouted.

The two ghost guards who were escorting me laughed. They easily lifted my body and walked forward.They skipped Meng Po Tea House and were carried directly to a bridge by them.

Life is helpless, why not be afraid to start again.

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere bridge.

If someone dies at the age of 97, he will wait on the bridge for three years.

Under the Naihe Bridge is the dark river, copper walls and iron blades, poisonous insects, snakes and ants, and resentful water ghosts, staring at every dead soul passing by.

"Go down." The two ghost messengers threw me down.

The river is not water, but a hard wall of copper and iron blades.The iron blade pierced the body, and the nearby water ghosts, poisonous insects, snakes and ants rushed over quickly.

On the Naihe Bridge, there is a ghostly smile.

I felt being pierced by countless needles, and my body seemed to be torn apart.

The pain in my heart was greater than the pain in my body, as if something was about to explode, spreading around.On the bridge, a person flew down, grabbed my body, and jumped onto the bank.

There was no smile on the ghost messenger's face, and there was more fear.

An old man with a childlike face and white hair hugged me and slowly put me on the bridge.

"Old man, why are you here?" the previously arrogant ghost said timidly.

"Get out of here before I get angry." The old man's beard was blown up by the voice, and he was very angry.

The three ghosts slipped away like mice.

The old man turned around and stared at me.

The pain in my body slowly dissipated, and I stood up, bending over in gratitude.

"Why thank me, thank yourself." The old man said.

"Thank you?" I froze.

The old man stretched out his hand to grab my chest, and that hand pierced into my chest like a knife, but there was no pain, and soon he took out a glowing red thing from my chest.

"Is this my heart?" I asked.

"Fool, does the heart look like this?" The old man put the thing in my hand.

That thing was about the size of a pigeon egg, red all over and crystal clear.I stared at it as if I saw something in it.

"Let's start the resurrection meeting again." Suddenly, the old man pushed me, and I fell off the Naihe Bridge again.

This time, I felt like I hadn't landed for a long time after falling, and the scenery around me was changing rapidly, and finally it was pitch black.When the lights came on again, I saw several doctors in white coats, who were busy working on me.

"Wake up, don't be nervous, relax." One of them said to me.

I looked at the sky, the white ceiling, and the smell of disinfectant in my breath.

I still have the red thing in my hand.

Dazed, I passed out.

When I woke up again, I saw my mother's haggard face.

I sat up all of a sudden.

"Leng'er." My mother hugged me all of a sudden, and burst into tears.

I came over in a trance, this is returning to the world.

He still held the red jade in his hand.

"This saved you, and the doctor took it out. It's just that you keep holding it and don't throw it away." Mother said intermittently.

The door rang and someone came in.

Hou San and Zhao Shan walked in.

"You kid, you scared us to death." Hou Sanyi said, his eyes were red.

"I'm fine!" I smiled.

Uncle Fu, Du Cheng and the others also came. To my surprise, there were also Zheng Jue and the others. A mighty dozen or so people all stood in the room.

Uncle Fu let Zhao Shan and her mother go out in a serious manner.

I looked at them puzzled.

After closing the door of the ward, they all knelt down on the ground.

"What are you doing?" I was stunned, trying to sit up, but my body felt a sharp pain.

"The blood jade in your heart is the token of the Society of Returning Souls, and it is also the personal belonging of the president Yuan Mingqing. Therefore, you are a predestined person of the Society of Returning Souls." Uncle Fu said.

"What did you say?" The news stunned me.

"It's true, maybe it's destined, you are the only hope for the Resurrection Society when Baili Changkong returns." Zheng Jue continued.

Before my eyes, I remembered the old man on the Naihe Bridge, what he said when he pushed me down, let's start to recover.

Is this true?

I looked at the blood jade in my hand and didn't recover for a long time.

(End of this chapter)