Midnight marriage: My husband is a ghost

Chapter 191 Naihe Bridge

The Naihe Bridge is written on the boundary stone, and this is the Naihe Bridge.The bridge is narrow and smooth, guarded day and night by the gods of day and night.The bloody river under the bridge is full of insects and snakes, the waves are rolling, and the wind is blowing.

There is a beautiful woman on the bridge holding tea for the ghosts of the past to drink. Reborn everywhere.

Thousands of feet under the Naihe bridge, surrounded by clouds and mists, no one knows what it is to wait for the afterlife.The promise of the next life is just a follow-up in this life. After drinking Mengpo soup, I have forgotten everything, and the meeting in the next life is just a new beginning.

I saw that she was wearing a long dark blue brocade dress, with white plum blossoms embroidered on the skirt, and her slender waist that was hard to grasp was bound up with a white brocade belt.

Tie up her jet-black hair into a wishful bun, with only a plum blossom and white jade hairpin inserted. Although it is simple, it looks fresh and elegant. She washes her face in the mirror. There is a newly-picked white plum on the upward slanting hairpin, in addition to only an exquisite jasper hairpin, embroidered with thin silver thread beaded tassels and striding in lotus steps.

The wind bun reveals the temples, the eyebrows and eyes are lightly swept, the skin is as soft as jade, the skin is as soft and greasy, the cherry mouth is not spotty and red, delicate and charming, and the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently blown by the wind to add a bit of seductiveness She is amorous and charming, and her flexible eyes are turning wisely, a bit mischievous, a bit mischievous. She is wearing a dark blue brocade dress with a waist that cannot be grasped. She is so flawless and unearthly beautiful.

The appearance of Meng Po is completely different from what I usually describe. One is in the sky and the other is underground. I thought that Po Meng looked like an old lady, but I didn't expect it to be such a beautiful appearance.

The legend I have heard is like this, it is said that after death, people have to pass through Huangquan Road, and after reincarnation, they have to pass through Naihe Bridge. Forget" is the seasoning soup.

Anyone who wants to be reincarnated must drink the soup cooked by Meng Po. After drinking this bowl of Meng Po soup, he will forget everything about his previous life.Therefore, people always do not remember the events of the previous life.

There is also a legend that the soup material of that bowl of Mengpo soup is the tears of this life shed by the reincarnated person. When drinking, he tastes the past one by one, and then forgets it.

There is always some discrepancy between the reality and the legend, so there is nothing to be curious about.

There is a saying: "The empty branches are white and flawless, how can you tell whether it is the remnant snow or the moonlight? I am drunk with this cup of tea alone in the foggy night, and the breeze will not return home." This sentence is perfect to describe Meng Po.

On the other side of the Naihe Bridge are six circles emitting various colors of light. This is the six circles of reincarnation.Disciples who have passed through the shadows must set foot on the road of reincarnation, and must go straight to the Cliff of Resurrection. On the other side of the Cliff of Resurrection, the sun is so warm!

I stood in front of the bridge and looked at the scene on the other side of the bridge. I didn't expect the scene on the other side of the bridge to be so unique and wonderful.Geng Geng's eaves are flying monster heads, and brilliant tiles are stacked with mandarin duck pieces.A few red gold nails are drilled on the door, and a horizontal white jade section is set on the threshold.

The low beams of the windows let off dawn smoke, and the curtains lit up with red lights.The towering towers meet the blue sky, and the corridors and verandas line up with Baoyuan.The incense cloud of the beast tripod hits the royal clothes, and the crimson gauze lamp lights the palace fan.The bull's head is violently placed on the left, and the majestic Roman face is on the lower right.Receiving death and sending ghosts to turn gold medals, attracting souls and summoning souls to practice.It is called the gate of the Yinsi General Assembly, and the Yanlao Senluo Hall is below it.

The shape is more convex and concave, and the potential is more rugged.It is as steep as Shuling and as high as Luyan.It is not a famous mountain in the Yang Dynasty, but a dangerous place in the Yin Division.Ghosts and ghosts are hidden in the thorny bushes, and evil spirits are hidden in the rocky cliffs.

I don't hear the noise of animals and birds in my ears, but I can only see ghosts and monsters walking in front of my eyes.The wind is howling, and the black mist is long.The whistling of the dark wind is the smoke from the mouth of the magic soldier; the black mist is long, it is the breath of the sneaky ghosts.Looking up and down, there is no scenery, and looking at each other is rampant.

There are also mountains, peaks, ridges, caves, and streams; but the mountains do not grow grass, the peaks do not reach into the sky, the ridges do not allow visitors, the caves do not accept clouds, and the streams do not flow.There are sprites and demons in front of the shore, and gods and demons under the ridge.

Wild ghosts are collected in the cave, and evil spirits are hidden at the bottom of the stream.In front of the mountain and behind the mountain, the faces of bulls and horses shouted in disorder; half-covered and half-hidden, hungry ghosts wept at each other.The judge urging his life hurriedly sent a letter; the Taiwei chasing his soul shouted for official documents.In a hurry, the whirlwind is rolling; Gousi people, the black mist is coming.

From the perspective of Chinese folk culture, bridges and their symbolism are even more used by people to establish connections or form transitions and intermediaries between humans and ghosts, life and death.

In contrast to "myths" and "fairy tales", there is another unique type of "fairy tales" in Chinese folk word-of-mouth and media.Although we often use "nonsense stories" to describe what someone says is absurd or unbelievable, the "bridge" that appears repeatedly in folk "nonsense stories" is not accidental.

In our view, it is not absurd.In Chinese folk beliefs, "ghosts" are a kind of negative supernatural existence arising from death.Bridges are often haunted by ghosts, especially those of drowned people, among the many ghost stories circulating across China.

The ghosts of the dead who died in water or fell from the bridge always go up and down the bridge or left and right to find a substitute for themselves so that they can be reincarnated.

In this sense, the bridge is not only the place where the ghosts of the dead escape from the underworld and reincarnate into the yang world, but also the place where the new dead continue to emerge and go from the yang world to the underworld. The alternation and transformation of life and death are realized through the bridge as an intermediary. of.

In the Chinese Taoist concept, Naihe Bridge is the place where ghosts prepare to reincarnate after going through the journey of the Ten Temples of Yama. There will be a female god called Mengpo here, who will give each ghost a bowl of Mengpo soup to forget the memory of the previous life. Good to reincarnate into the next life.

The word Naihe is quoted from Sanskrit, which means hell.Legend has it that when the dead arrive here, the guilty ones will be pushed into the "Blood River Pond" by the bull-headed horse faces on both sides to suffer from the torture of insects, ants and poisonous snakes, while the dead who have done good deeds cross the bridge, but it is very simple.And the word "naihe" also happens to have the meaning of helplessness and helplessness in Chinese.

This bridge is the boundary, and a new reincarnation begins.On the bluestone bridge deck, with five steps, women are on the west side of the bridge, men are on the east side of the bridge, yin on the left and yang on the right. "If anyone dies at the age of 97, he will wait on the bridge for three years."Looking back at a thousand years, a promise of a hundred years.The love for the next life begins here, and ends here.

Thousands of feet under the Naihe Bridge, surrounded by clouds and mists, no one knows what is waiting for the next life.The promise of the next life is just a follow-up of this life. After drinking Mengpo soup, I have forgotten everything. The meeting in the next life is just a new beginning.

There is no bridge, no meeting in this life, no reunion in the next life.

(End of this chapter)