The Hall of Yama was eerily quiet, with ghosts wailing from time to time.
The judge looked at the book of life and death and remained silent for a long time. His fierce face looked a little strange. He wanted to scratch his head as he looked at it.
Seeing that he was silent, Black and White Wuchang who was standing behind him all looked at the book of life and death. Is this person very awesome
But at this glance, Black and White's expression was also strange.
It’s not the fault of the three of them, it’s just that in the book of life and death, there is only one word in the record of Ye Chen’s life: bitch.
The three of them were a little confused. The other people had a large sheet full of life stories, but this guy was better, with just two words: bitch.
The judge raised his head, glanced at Hei Wuchang, then at Bai Wuchang, then looked at the book of life and death, and really scratched his head.
The three of them looked at Ye Chen together, as if they were looking at talents. A judge had a profound meaning, and his words were profound and thoughtful.
The Book of Life and Death judges him like this, how mean this person must be!
Below, Ye Chen was also wondering, is there anything different in my life and death book? The judge and the judge are both impermanent, what expressions they have.
I don’t know if he would jump up and scold her on the spot if he knew the domineering two characters in his life and death book.
"After you have done all your evil deeds, throw yourself into the realm of animals." The judge regained his majesty, with a ferocious look and a sound like a bell or thunder.
"What a beast, I won't be a beast." Ye Chen quit, jumping three feet high, shouting, blabbering, and doing all the bad things, how could I save the entire world
"You dare to disobey me and be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell."
"Actually, it's good to be... a beast." Ye Chen chuckled and gave up on the spot, without any warning.
The eighteenth level of hell is not a good place at first glance. Even mortals know it, but he doesn't know? You go in and you want to come out
Compared to that hell, being a beast is really good. At least you can be reincarnated. As long as you can go back, everything... is possible.
"Drag him away, you beast." The judge shouted, and with a swipe of his pen, he drew a cross on the page of Ye Chen's book of life and death.
After the order, the two little devils came forward together, one on the left and one on the right, each holding an arm. Their movements were very rough.
Ye Chen's face was full of black lines, and he wanted to scold his mother. If I were still the Holy Body of Dacheng, I would be the first to overthrow the Yama Palace.
Helpless, he is only in the first-world realm, and in the underworld. If they fight, the two brats can beat him to tears.
It was a long road for him to be taken out again.
This is Yin Yang Road, also known as Huangquan Road. Both sides are covered with fiery red flowers, which are the legendary Flowers of the Other Shore.
This road is like a carpet paved with blood, and the fiery red flowers of the other side are the only scenery and color on this Huangquan Road.
In addition, there are many lonely ghosts on the Huangquan Road. They all died normally before the end of their life span. They can neither go to heaven nor be reincarnated. They can only die on the upper reaches of the Huangquan Road.
"This flower is pretty good." Ye Chen walked and looked at it, ignoring the lonely ghosts and only looking at the fiery red flowers of the other side.
The flower was very strange, as red as blood, a flower that only bloomed in hell. He had only heard legends about it but had never seen it before.
According to legend, flowers bloom on the other shore. When the flowers bloom, you can't see the leaves, and when there are leaves, you can't see the flowers. The flowers and leaves don't see each other. You miss them all the time, and everything is left on the other shore.
Involuntarily, Ye Chen stretched out his hand to pick one.
However, before it touched the flower, the little ghost's leather whip arrived, and he whipped it, making black smoke emit from his hand.
This time, the guy was honest and grimaced in pain.
Ahead, there are rivers crisscrossing the river, the water of which is blood-yellow.
This is the Wangchuan River, with an arch bridge on it, which is called the Naihe Bridge.
At the head of the bridge, there is an earth and stone platform, which is the legendary Wangxiang Platform. You can stand on the platform and look out at your hometown, which is regarded as a window of yin and yang.
On the left side of Wangxiang Terrace, there is a blue stone, which is the three life stone, recording each person's past life, present life and next life.
On the right side of Wangxiang Terrace, there is an old woman called Po Meng.
The two little guys sent Ye Chen away and then disappeared.
Ye Chen was curious and stared at the Wangxiang Terrace and the Three Life Stones.
That's a good thing. It's depicted with ancient and mysterious power. You can't tell the level. If you take it back and fight, it should be very powerful.
Thinking in his mind, he put his hand on the Sansheng Stone.
The Sansheng Stone trembled, revealing an ancient scene.
That was his previous life, when he was a general in the mortal world. He fought on the battlefield for ten years, protected his family and country, and never took off his armor.
He smiled slightly, knowing that he was a general in his previous life.
After seeing his past life, this is his current life, but his next life is in chaos, and he doesn't know whether he is a human being or a demon.
The cause of the past life, the result of this life, the reincarnation of fate, the origin and destruction of fate.
The Three Life Stone has witnessed the pain and joy, sorrow and joy, laughter and tears, hatred and hatred of all living beings. The debts that should be repaid and the feelings that should be repaid are all written off in front of the Three Life Stone.
Withdrawing his palm, he stepped onto the Wangxiang Terrace and looked at Mianmiao.
Another picture appeared, it was Hengyue Jade Girl Peak, a short tomb, with his name engraved on the tombstone.
The girls stood guard in front of the tomb, wearing wedding clothes and with tears in their eyes.
He saw Chu Xuan, who was like an ice sculpture, lying on an ice jade bed, with snow-white hair and undried tears in the corners of her eyes.
Ye Chen stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
But he couldn't touch it. They were separated by yin and yang.
Heng Yue Sect is still Heng Yue Sect, and there are too many familiar people, including Xie Yun and Xiong Er Na Tuo, who are extremely kind.
The Wangxiang Terrace is indeed mysterious. It can illuminate his hometown and his whole life. Each scene is vivid in his mind.
For the first time, he saw his parents. They were not big shots, just two ordinary people.
The reason why he was left behind was that the village was attacked by robbers and all the people in the village were massacred, but he was the only one to escape.
Ye Chen cried. Those were his parents, but they could only watch from the viewing platform. They passed away more than three hundred years ago.
For a long time, he did not step down, looking greedily at his hometown.
I don’t know what year it will be when we meet again in this reincarnation, and we don’t know if we will still be acquainted. Everything is unknown.
At some point, he shed his tears, turned around and walked off the stage. He saw through his own death, but he couldn't let go of his past.
"After drinking this bowl of soup, let's go on the road!" Po Meng's words were plain, without joy or worry, and she held out a bowl of yellow soup.
Ye Chen stepped forward and took a sniff, knowing it was Meng Po soup.
This soup is very ferocious, just a bowl of forgetful water.
Once you drink it, a lifetime of love, hatred, and ups and downs will be forgotten. The people you care about in this life and the people you hate will be strangers in the next life.
"I won't drink this, I'm not thirsty." Ye Chen laughed.
"If you don't drink this Meng Po soup, you won't be able to step on the Naihe Bridge. If you drink it, you will be clean and re-enter the Six Paths."
"Then have a bowl." Ye Chen coughed dryly and took the bowl, confident that a bowl of Meng Po soup would not erase his memory.
Moreover, he had to drink. If he didn't drink, he would not be able to cross the bridge, and he would not be able to reincarnate. He had no choice.
Mengpo soup tastes extremely bitter, with a mixture of joy, sorrow, pain and hatred.
After finishing a bowl of soup, Ye Chen wiped his mouth, but he didn't feel anything. The so-called memory was still his memory.
If he insisted that he had feelings, it would be his soul, which was much more pure and solid, and his floating body actually touched the ground.
"Does it still have this effect?" Ye Chen's eyes lit up, this wasn't the water of Wangqing, it was just a big bowl of tonic.
Moreover, it is a soul-replenishing medicine. For his current state, the more the better, and the soul power will accompany him in the next life.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen chuckled and said, "Have another bowl."
His words didn't matter. Po Meng, who had been burying her head, raised her head and looked at Ye Chen with a strange expression.
Over the years, the number of people who drank Meng Po Soup is incalculable. They all drank the same bowl of soup and do not remember anything.
But this guy is lucky. Nothing happened and he came with a second bowl.
there is a problem? Po Meng frowned and flicked the empty bowl with her experienced hand. No matter how full the yellow soup was, the clear soup had little water. There was nothing surprising about it.
Ye Chen was so strong that he raised his head and drank it all.
Just like the first time, his soul power has increased a lot, and he has more strength in his body, no longer as weak as before.
Po Meng came closer, looking strangely at Ye Chen up and down.
It's the second bowl, but this guy's memory has still not been erased. Not only has it not been erased, it's still alive and kicking.
Ye Chen wiped his mouth, and seeing Po Meng staring at him like this, he asked tentatively, "Another bowl?"
Without even thinking about it, Po Meng fell in love with Ye Chen again.
Come, must come, she, Mrs. Meng, really believes in evil.
Moreover, she must erase Ye Chen's memory and reincarnate with her memory. If the underworld is known to the human world, there will be great disaster.
Ye Chen gulped, gulped, and drank a bowl of Meng Po soup.
Okay! After drinking the soup, it feels warm, and the memory is endless. The soul power is rising slowly, and I feel better.
"Here, fill it up." After tasting the sweetness, Ye Chen stretched out the bowl again, meaning: I can drink more.
Po Meng was no longer calm, and with a flick of her hand, the soup was filled again.
Ye Chen has the spirit of a bastard, he pours as much as he can without leaving even a drop, and he doesn't forget to lick Po Meng's bowl after drinking.
"Mother-in-law, don't be stunned, keep going! I can drink more."
"It's not easy to do this once. I have to drink enough before I go on the road."
"The secret recipe for your soup, give me a portion later."
Ye Chen, that guy, kept taking bowl after bowl without stopping.
He was honest, and Po Meng was even more honest. He drank bowl after bowl, while Mrs. Meng poured bowl after bowl, but they couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
It took a lot of effort and he drank no less than a hundred bowls.
I have to say that this guy is really interested. Instead of rushing to be reincarnated, he gets into trouble with Meng Po, and keeps eating one bowl after another without stopping.
To drink, we must drink until we are full, until you doubt your life.
Anyway, it’s not over until I make you cry.
The so-called water of forgetfulness has become cheaper than boiled water.
What kind of freak is this? Po Meng swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Ye Chen didn't make her cry, but he really made her doubt her life after drinking it, Meng Po Soup! Can I get some snacks
After eating another bowl, Ye Chen couldn't help but burp.
Seeing Po Meng staring at him, he secretly thought that something was wrong. It would be fine if he drank so many bowls. He would definitely be taken away for study.
If this is taken away, God knows if it can be reincarnated.
After thinking about this, the resourceful Ye Chen hurriedly covered his head, "Yeah... I can't do it anymore, my brain hurts so much!"
This guy's acting skills are really nothing to say. He stumbled on the spot, his expression became dull, and his eyes were empty.
This look is very much like a person who has lost his memory.
He acted very well and really deceived Po Meng.
The old lady finally breathed a sigh of relief. If you drink it again, I will really cry. I have never seen you like this.