"It turns out that my whole life can be like this."
These silly words came from Fu Wei, the female ghost who left Liwangtai. She still remembered everything she saw in her sleep, and she seemed to empathize with those emotions, so she bowed to Qing Huan: "Thank you, miss."
Qing Huan helped her up: "No need to thank me, I used your body to live a different life, but I just want you to let go of your obsession."
The female ghost Fu Wei's eyes are soft at the moment, obviously for her, it is a sweet dream. She didn't say any more, just picked up the soup and drank it, and then walked slowly towards the other side of the bridge.
Not long after she disappeared, Wang Chuanhe suddenly became restless. Qing Huan faintly heard the howling of ghosts, went to the bridge to look, and found that on the muddy river, all ghosts were screaming, but there was a ghost crawling towards the bank.
The ghosts in the Wangchuan River are all people who refuse to drink the soup and refuse to make their wishes. They jumped off the Naihe Bridge and became the lonely ghosts in the Wangchuan River. Since then, they have lost all sanity and will never wake up again. Unless one day, they can see the person they want to meet and wait for on the Naihe Bridge, and that person can still see them and recognize them, otherwise they will be forever tortured in the river.
There are also ghosts who are said to be able to regain their sanity, feel remorse, and crawl out of the river again. In that case, Po Meng can send it into reincarnation after washing all its merits.
But Qing Huan had never seen it. Even though she has been cultivating in the Wangchuan River for countless years, she has never seen a ghost that communicates with God and wisdom. But the one that is crawling now is obviously not completely insane, at least a little sane, otherwise it would not want to leave. For these ghosts who only have the instinct to howl in pain, the Wangchuan River is their root, and they will not come out voluntarily.
But once one is different, it will become the enemy of other ghosts.
Do you want to go, do you want to escape, do you want to leave
So how
Once you enter the River of Forgetfulness, the past will be cut off and there will be no end in sight.
Moze jumped up and down with his short legs, wanting to see what the master was looking at. The river is obviously calm, why is she so engrossed in watching it
The ghost who wanted to leave Wangchuan finally reached the shore with one hand, but was pulled down by the ghost next to him. Ups and downs, looming, and finally silent. Qing Huan sighed: "I thought I could come out." She also asked her to take a look at what the ghosts who escaped from the ghosts of the Wangchuan River looked like.
Then she suddenly remembered that a long time ago, there was a female ghost she handled who refused to drink the soup to reincarnate, and jumped down the Wangchuan River voluntarily. Qing Huan looked at the surface of the river, but couldn't tell which of the despicable ghosts with rotten faces she had seen before. Even if the female ghost has not been devoured, she is definitely not the same as she used to be. Not to mention that her beloved cannot come to Naihe Bridge, even if she does come, so what? The ghosts at the Wangchuan River saw it, but how could they recognize the blackness
Qing Huan bent down, broke off a Bana flower, and threw it into the river.
The energy of the Bianhua flower was immediately eaten up by the ghost, and the clusters of flowers seemed to feel the pain and were shaking slightly. Mo Ze discovered this, and looked at Qing Huan curiously. Seeing that she was still staring at the calm river, he jumped over curiously, and stretched out his hand to pull a blooming Bana flower.
really weird. When the owner leaves, the flowers don't bloom and only grow leaves; when the owner comes back, all the leaves fall off and begin to bloom... And they are very consistent, no one is different.
Qing Huan was about to turn around when she suddenly noticed a strange movement. She looked back suddenly, and found that the ghost that was pulled into the bottom of the river had climbed up! Although the soul body is thin and almost transparent, although it is missing arms and legs and has lost an eyeball to see, it has indeed come out.
As soon as Mo Ze looked up, he saw his master smiling. Except in this world, he had never seen his master smile like this before! So he immediately grabbed Qing Huan's thigh: "Master, master! What did you see!"
The soul-inducing bell rang crisply, and Qing Huan watched in surprise as the ghost walked up the Naihe Bridge step by step. Although it had no strength, it couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman. It was a ball, but the only remaining eyeball was shining.
"You, you are not Meng Po..."
"The previous Granny Meng you saw has already been reincarnated." Qing Huan squatted down, trying to keep her eye level with the ghost, and looked at it carefully, "I am the new Granny Meng."
"I, I have a wish unfulfilled..." That eyeball gradually gathered water vapor. "The previous Granny Meng couldn't fulfill my wish, and I refused to change it, let alone go to reincarnation, so I jumped down. She said, if I can get up from this river again, no matter how much my wish goes against the way of heaven, I can do it." Come true, isn't it true?"
Qing Huan nodded: "... yes."
"Help me! Help me ask her a word!" The ghost seemed to want to reach out to grab Qing Huan, but the thin soul body couldn't talk about the existence of the hand, and it only trembled twice in the air before falling off again down. "Ask her! Why! Why can't I become a god!"
Qing Huan was slightly taken aback: "You...what's your name?"
"Nine-tailed fox." The ghost's only remaining eyeball shed tears. "My name is Nine-Tailed Fox."
When a ghost appeared on the Naihe Bridge, Mo Ze would not dare to appear. He turned into a flower tin between his eyebrows. At this moment, Qing Huan's eyebrows shone red, and she realized that in front of her... "Are you human?" Apart from Wei Yin, who cultivated immortality and lived a long life and was finally sent back by her, the Nine-Tailed Fox is the only existence that does not belong to humans. But even the immortal king Weiyin is still a human being. Curiously, she brushed the Nine-Tailed Fox's body with her hand, and the messy soul body gradually revealed its original appearance.
Even a fox is stunningly beautiful.
"Speak, your wish."
"I just want you to ask me, why can't I become a god! Why can't I be a god!" The nine-tailed fox lay weakly on the ground, but his expression was full of stubbornness. "Nuwa Empress asked me to harm Chengtang Jiangshan, and I did as she said. I made cannons, baked rice bowls, wine ponds and meat forests, and built deer terraces to harm Chaoge... I was doing everything according to her orders! She wanted me to confuse Zhou. King, you want me to destroy Dashang, and say that I will be named on the list of gods, so that I can become a god! But why in the end, whether it is to explain the teachings or to stop the teachings, everyone can be a god, even King Zhou has to be a god Mr. Xi Xing! Why do I have to be scattered and annihilated in the world? I don’t accept it! I don’t accept it!”
It kept calling me dissatisfied, and its expression really hated to the extreme. "It is said that I have killed countless lives, and that I have a lot of blood and debts, but she is narrow-minded. Just because King Zhou wrote a poem, she said that Shang Tang's vitality is exhausted, and Ming Jun rises from the west, and wants me to be destroyed. In the end, she blamed all the crimes. To me! I am wronged! I don’t accept it! If people are not dead, how can the people resent King Zhou? How did King Wu raise his troops in Xiqi to return to his heart! I want to ask her why I can’t become a god! Instead, she wants to behead me and let my soul fly away!”
"Didn't she answer you a long time ago?" Qing Huan stroked Nine-Tailed Fox's head, and the furry feel was quite good. "Say you're heavily in debt."
"I don't accept it, I don't accept it..." the nine-tailed fox mourned. "King Zhou treated me very well, but I killed him in order to become an immortal. He is tyrannical in nature, and I even lured him to have fun all day long. Gong, I was full of joy and thought that I could become a god, but I ended up like this. She calculated that King Zhou still had 28 years of luck, so she wanted me to destroy it. I didn't do it according to her law, why did she treat me like this in the end? !"
Qing Huan looked at its indignant look, and sighed softly: "So how do you treat it?"
"I know I can't do it again, but you can! You are Po Meng, you can help me!" Jiuweihu looked at Qing Huan eagerly. "This time, I don't want to harm King Zhou again. I want to see if I help King Zhou consolidate Tang Jiangshan, whether the luck of these twenty-eight years will come to an end!"
"You are too persistent. Nu Wa ordered you to confuse King Zhou. She once told you not to harm sentient beings. After such a thing is done, the right result will be obtained. Do you remember?"
Nine-tailed fox was taken aback.
Qing Huan continued: "However, I can't blame you for this. If you don't harm all living beings and hurt other people's lives, how can you help the tyrants, annihilate the country, and raise up the Great Zhou. Well, since you want to do it all over again, I will grant you this wish." , Let’s see what the end result is.”
She bent down and gently picked up the Nine-Tailed Fox, and sent it to the Liwangtai.
The Nine-Tailed Fox soon fell into a dream, and Mo Ze hugged Qing Huan's thigh and looked up: "Master, is he going?"
"No."
"Huh?" Mo Ze didn't understand. "Why?"
"When you climb out of the Wangchuan River, you should purify your merits and send them into reincarnation. There is no chance to fulfill your wish. Where did this nine-tailed fox come from? She has practiced for thousands of years and has never accumulated merits. She is not a human being. I don't know why. This Naihe Bridge. Putting her into the Liwangtai is just giving her a dream, whatever she wants, the dream can come true, don’t worry about it.”
"Then... take it as listening to a story?"
Qing Huan smiled: "Yes, fortunately, it's a nice story. I think that the former Meng Po was not unable to fulfill this wish, but rather unwilling to fulfill it. Or..."
"Or what?" Moze asked curiously.
"It's nothing, we'll find out when the Nine-Tailed Fox wakes up." Qing Huan patted his little head, and led him to the soup. There was no soup, but the soul-inducing bell did ring. Qing Huan thought about it , found it interesting. Since the Nine-Tailed Fox wants to get a sweet dream from her, she will give it to her, and make another conclusion after the Nine-Tailed Fox wakes up.