Su Jingmo heard Tan Cheng's voice, heard Tan Cheng call his name, and opened his eyes slowly, but when he opened his eyes, he did not see the owner of the voice, and the surroundings were pitch black and gloomy.
In the dark sky, there is no contrast, the soul has no feeling, can't distinguish up and down, left and right, Su Jingmo is even more confused at the moment, whether he is lying or standing.
Su Jingmo frowned, what is this place? He clearly remembered that after Jiang Ping fused his soul that day, his soul body turned into dust, and it was only when the soul flew away.
Why is he still conscious at this moment
Could it be that the soul is flying to such a place
However, before Su Jingmo could think carefully, a voice came from behind.
"Are you awake?"
Turning back in response, Su Jingmo saw a strange-looking young man, wearing a large black robe and a crown.
"I've been waiting for you here for a long time."
Su Jingmo didn't speak, just looked around casually, and then glanced at the very flattering man in front of him. He could feel that he should be a ghost now, and the person in front of him didn't have the breath of a living person.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you my origin." The man bent slightly to ask, with a respectful look, "I am the special envoy of the underworld, just like the black and white impermanence in the world, but the black and white impermanence is responsible for guiding ordinary people. And I am in charge of the emperor and general."
"The underworld?" Su Jingmo raised his brows slightly, "I remember, I think it's the soul flying away."
"Soul Feifei San?" Su Jingmo's words made the special envoy stunned, and he wondered: "Impossible, if the soul flies away, why are you standing here now?"
Hearing this, Su Jingmo squinted his eyes. He should have lost his soul, but at this moment, he could clearly feel that his soul was intact...
How is this going? He remembered that Xu Yun told him back then that if his soul left the tomb, it would only be scattered and not reincarnated.
Could it be that something went wrong with Xuyun's spellcasting? It was a coincidence that he was able to...
Thinking of this, Su Jingmo's eyelids trembled slightly, and the joy in his heart made him unable to lift the corners of his lips and chuckle softly.
Yes, now to think about these things, no matter what kind of karma contributed to such a result, it would be better for him.
Su Jingmo closed his eyes and his soul was intact, which proved that he had not disappeared from the world, and he still had the possibility of seeing that fool...
but…
Looking at the 'special envoy' in front of him, Su Jingmo frowned and put one hand behind him, "You said, have you been waiting here for a long time?"
"Yes, I rushed to this nether place under the order of Lord Yama, but found that your soul was asleep in this nether place."
Su Jingmo nodded, "How long did you wait?"
"About half a year in the world."
Su Jingmo frowned slightly, but he forgot one thing. Since that day he disappeared, he has not been conscious, and he doesn't know how long it has been in the world... Will this sleep, another thousand years have passed in the world...
"In this world, what year and month is it?"
"Ji Wei Nian, Jia Shen Yue, using people's algorithms today, it should be the end of August 2015."
"August 2015..." According to what Qin Cheng said, it is more than September since then. September... It's not bad, compared to a thousand years and a hundred years, this is really a very short time.
Su Jingmo was fascinated by his thoughts, and the special envoy Guicha couldn't help but take a few more glances at the emperor in front of him. To be honest, he has been in the underworld for more than three hundred years, and he has seen many emperors and generals, but anyone can There is no one who looks outstanding...
And... The special envoy looked at Su Jingmo quietly, but he was a little puzzled... The clothes the emperor wore didn't look like someone in the world...
Su Jingmo naturally noticed the gaze that lingered on himself, and glanced at the ghost with a half-smile, seeing the ghost hurriedly lowered his head, Su Jingmo said: "This ghostly place is the place in the world. Did you mean the underworld?"
The special envoy Guicha hurriedly shook his head, "No, this haunted land is in the cracks between the three worlds of heaven, earth and human, and it does not return to the underworld."
"No return to the underworld? Then why am I here?"
"I don't know either." The ghost patted the back of his head, "Six months ago, the Lord of Hell in our underworld ordered me to come here to pick up someone, saying that he was an emperor, but he didn't tell me which emperor he was. I came here, Seeing you have been sleeping, I waited for half a year."
Looking at Su Jingmo cautiously, seeing the emperor in front of him nodding to signal him to continue, the ghost messenger continued: "I planned to wait a few more days, if you don't wake up again, I will return to the underworld and see what happened to Lord Yama. Say."
"The hell king of the underworld asked you to come?"
The ghost almost nodded, "Yes."
"How did he know I was here?"
"Ye Wangye is in charge of life and death, and naturally he knows where the ghosts are in this world."
Su Jingmo smiled disdainfully, "Does he know which emperor I am?"
"This..." Gui Cha frowned. This time, Lord Yama really didn't tell him who the emperor was going to pick up... He also asked at the time, but Lord Yan just shook his head and told him not to ask again...
Looking at the speechless ghost with a smile, Su Jingmo estimated that the ghost hadn't been in office for a long time, so he stopped embarrassing him and said with a smile, "Are you trying to lead me to the underworld now?"
"Naturally, reincarnation is justified."
"What if I don't want to? What can you do to me?"
The ghost is not a fool, he can naturally see how heavy the ghost is on the emperor. He can sleep in this ghostly place, and the ghosts next to him dare not get close. He is definitely not an ordinary person.
"I really can't move you, but, you know, you have a lot of ghost energy, if you don't go back to hell at this moment, the three thousand worlds will not be able to hold you anywhere, if you insist on going to the human world for a while, this world will be empty and hundreds of people will die. Thousands of people. I'm afraid that when the time comes, the heavenly gods will be furious, and you will definitely lose your soul."
When Xiao Guicha mentioned the immortals, Su Jingmo couldn't help sneering, "The immortals will only be angry at things that are not under their control."
Laughing Ghost didn't understand the meaning of Su Jingmo's words, he frowned and continued: "What's more, the reincarnation of heaven, no matter how powerful ghosts are, can't appear in the sunlight of the world."
Su Jingmo nodded, he didn't have to go back to the world, since Tan Cheng has forgotten him, in this life, people and ghosts have different paths... He understands people, Tan Cheng still has a long way to go, he has a long way to go in this life. Destined to be prosperous, rich and famous, he is a dead person, why bother
Now that he knows that he can have an afterlife, Su Jingmo thought, he should be content.
"Then let's go and show me this underworld."
"Yes."
Although the Netherland is a gap between the three worlds of heaven, earth, and human, it is very large. The ghosts have pass tokens, and they know more about the magic of ghosts. They convened a ghost crane and carried the two and quickly flew away from this chaotic place.
When he saw that the dead silence around him had faded, a gloomy feeling came to his face, and without the ghost messenger reminding him, Su Jingmo knew that this was the boundary of the underworld.
"I'm a little curious, you ghosts are the same person for generations, won't they be reincarnated?"
"That's not the case, the ghost is a chore, there are too many in the underworld, and those who can be promoted will naturally be promoted slowly, and they don't want to be reincarnated. If they can't be promoted, it is better to be reincarnated as a human.
"For example, in the past few decades, the number of people in the world has skyrocketed, and a lot of people have died. The underworld has to increase the number of people. Everyone is picked out of these ghosts."
When it comes to his expertise, the ghost can't keep the conversation closed, and he flattered: "You don't know what hell has been like these years, and those who are waiting to be reincarnated are already on the border of hell. …”
The ghost messenger said, with a wave of his hand, a piece of fog dissipated, and pointed to the bottom, the ghost messenger said, "Well? Look down."
Su Jingmo bowed his head in response, the boundless open space was densely packed with ghosts, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance...
This is a bit novel, and Su Jingmo asked in surprise: "How long will it take for so many people to reincarnate as many times as possible?"
"Those who are queuing up, the ones on the other side, should have to wait for a hundred years."
"A hundred years?" Su Jingmo paused, "I have to wait so long?"
"It's not. You are different. You are an emperor. You can only become an emperor after you cultivated great merits in your previous life. After you die, you can go directly to the back door and be reincarnated."
"It turns out that the underworld also talks about this." Su Jingmo smiled.
"Yes, otherwise those who have accumulated merit will have to wait for hundreds of years to be reincarnated, which is not tolerated by heaven. However, a hundred years is short, and if everyone here can be reincarnated, then they must It takes three hundred years, and some souls can only be animals in the next life."
"Oh?"
Seeing Su Jingmo's interest, the ghosts got excited, "Do you know why there are so many people in this world? There haven't been so many souls in the past thousand years. How can there be so many people?"
Su Jingmo raised his brows and said with a smile, "Could it be that the animal was reincarnated as a person?"
The ghost almost nodded.
Thinking that Qin Cheng had told him that there are too many sinners in this world, Su Jingmo couldn't help but laugh and said, "What kind of chaos should this world not be? Be a beast."
"You say it's bad." The ghost guard shook his head, "Actually, all those who committed crimes in this world were human souls in their previous life. In fact, in the previous life, animal souls were more kind. In the previous life, they were human, and their minds were even worse. In this world, the words 'even animals are not as good as people' are insulting to livestock."
Su Jingmo agrees with this.
"I can't imagine that little kid is so bad, he knows a lot more."
"I've seen it a lot in the underworld, it's been three hundred years."
"Three hundred years?" Thinking that this underworld could be promoted, Su Jingmo asked, "Who is your Lord Yama from ancient times to the present?"
"No. It will be changed slowly, just like the human world said to retire." Seeing that he was about to reach the underworld, the ghost messenger drove the Minghe to slowly descend, "Our current Lord of Hell was also a human before his death. , the name in the world is Bao Zheng, the master of Qingtian in the Northern Song Dynasty!"
Speaking of Lord Yama, Laughing Ghost Chai said proudly: "It's just that when you go to hell, you will lose your name in the world, but in the Heavenly Palace of Hell, or even in the world, who knows the prestige of Lord Yama before his death? He has been the King of Hell for nearly a thousand years. It is the most senior in our underworld right now.”
Looking at the little ghost in front of him with a smile, Su Jingmo said, "Then you know, how many years have I been a ghost?"
The ghost shook his head.
"I'm afraid even you Lord Yama will have to call me ancestor." Perhaps, he doesn't even know who I am.
"what?!"
Minghe fell to the ground, Su Jingmo jumped down, and looked at the three big characters of 'Yan Luo Temple' in the air, Su Jingmo took a few steps, and found that the ghost behind him did not keep up, and turned back: "What? Isn't it here? "
"Yes, it's here." The ghost followed quickly and stepped into the Yama Temple, "Follow me and go this way first."
Su Jingmo nodded, followed the ghosts and walked forward, and when he reached a deep corridor, the surroundings of the corridor suddenly lit up, and some strange pictures flashed past his eyes little by little. Su Jingmo couldn't help but stop.
The ghost messenger behind him also stepped forward and explained: "I used to need Lord Yan to read the ghost's life. If you hide it or commit a serious crime, you need to see which level of hell you will go to."
"But now there are too many souls in the underworld, I can't control it. In the past few years, there have been some 'high-tech' talents in the underworld, learning from the world, and getting an 'automatic player' to play the life of the soul. Look, just press your handprint."
Su Jingmo nodded, Qin Cheng had shown him the so-called 'TV series', and now he can accept it.
The four walls of the corridor are indeed broadcasting his experiences during his lifetime. After too long, Su Jingmo forgot a little. Although it seems to be touched now, it is just a little sigh. After all, it has been dead for thousands of years, and many things have already been put down.
Su Jingmo walked slowly and lost interest after watching it for a while. For the past 20 years, he had been calculating wars. At first, he was a little tired of that kind of life, and now it doesn't look good.
He absentmindedly fiddled with the jade wrench on his hand, and Su Jingmo thought of the ink jade hairpin that Tan Cheng gave him, but unfortunately it fell in the big tomb, fearing that the mountain tomb would collapse, and Qin Cheng's heart would be crushed.
Thinking of how Qin Cheng looked at him and treated him so well, Su Jingmo felt a slight pain in his heart.
Obviously he wanted to give it up, but why couldn't he let it go.
That Xia Tong...
Su Jingmo frowned slightly, sighed after a long time, raised his head and glanced at the 'painting', but the next moment his body froze, and the wrench in his hand fell to the ground.
The bright red silk cloth, the familiar eaves and courtyards, that was the day he got married more than a thousand years ago...
But, he just saw on 'painting'...
Qin... Cheng
Just stunned for a moment, the picture skipped, Su Jingmo's heart tightened, and he reached out and grabbed the collar of the ghost.
"Can you jump back to that painting just now! When we get married, when we get married!"
Su Jingmo's whole body suddenly surged with anger, and even the ghost was startled, his soul body could not help shaking, and he didn't know what happened to the emperor suddenly, nodding like garlic, "Yes, yes, yes, you can see wherever you want. Yes, you can watch it as long as you want, you accept ghosts, I can't stand this kid!"
Su Jingmo's body trembled slightly, slowly holding back the almost uncontrollable anger around him, and nodded: "Quickly change over and show me a little bit!"
"Good, good."
The little ghost almost trembled like a sieve, and hurriedly performed a trick, the screen jumped back to the big wedding that Su Jingmo said, and played it slowly.
Bending down to look at the emperor in front of him, Gui Chai said cautiously, "Yes, is there any problem?"
It's just that the emperor in front of him didn't hear what he said, and his whole mind was on that picture. The ghost messenger looked at the picture with some doubts, and didn't know what to see, so that the emperor suddenly lost control of his anger. Didn't he experience it before his death
Su Jingmo stared blankly at the image in front of him. This was the day he and Lin Qing got married. He remembered, but why did Qin Cheng appear in his prince's mansion
The trembling fingers touched the cold picture, the short hair, the strange frame on the bridge of the nose, the strange dress, this is indeed Qin Cheng...
Su Jingmo looked at Tan Cheng who was standing dumbfounded in front of the door of the dormitory hung with red silk. He saw that he was wearing a big wedding gown, and he pushed open the door in high spirits and walked out.
He saw Qin Cheng approaching him nervously, he saw Qin Cheng approaching him slowly...
He also heard, Qin Cheng smiled bitterly: "Jing Mo, you are so beautiful..."
The fingers touching the screen clenched into fists. The scar on the back of Tan Cheng's hand was the scar left by the arrow rain on the day he disappeared.
Qin Cheng... didn't even forget him.