This Lingxi entered the underworld, and after walking for a while, she was finally relieved to find that there were no big or small ghosts surrounding her.
She is not ignorant of the underworld. She knew that the Nan Zhi and the heart seal on her body, as well as the wine saint who had slept on her waist for a few days, were all fairies. It is easy to be sniffed out by the ghosts in the underworld. But herself, Senior Sister Qinglian did not give her any cover, only saying that she is different from ordinary people...
Lingxi doesn't care about thinking so much, as long as she can pass through the underworld smoothly, it's fine to get to the Wangchuan River first and get the soul-locking water first!
There is no daylight in the underworld, the wind is blowing all day long, and the cries and laughter coming from nowhere make one's hair stand on end. Lingxi has been quietly following the team of ghosts led by the black and white kid, and the journey has been extraordinarily smooth, until the team stopped again, Lingxi's heartbeat became more and more clear with the sound of Wangchuan water flowing more and more clearly. quick.
The former convenience is the Naihe Bridge that is often heard about. After crossing the Naihe Bridge and drinking Mengpo soup, you will forget the past and the past, and your soul will be born again.
That Meng Po soup is actually the water of the Wangchuan River. Meng Po uses the water of the Wangchuan River as a guide to draw out the memory of the soul's life in this life, and then throw it into the river. The source of the water of the Wangchuan River is called Soul Locking Water. Therefore, in the Wangchuan River, which can't be seen at a glance, the memories of countless lives have been deposited.
When we arrived at Naihe Bridge, other ghost guards began to stand guard. The black and white ghosts muttered a few words and then disappeared. From time to time, there were souls who were unwilling to drink Meng Po soup and began to struggle and howl. They were subdued by ghost guards after a while.
There are not many ghosts along the Wangchuan River, but large tracts of manjusawa are blooming like fire, and Lingxi feels that color is more eye-catching than Donghua Shangxian's red dress.
Manjusawa is poisonous, and Lingxi dare not use magic skills to avoid being discovered by ghosts. He was hesitating how to drown in the bottom of the Wangchuan River without anyone noticing, when he suddenly heard an old and treacherous voice shouting: "There is another one, why don't you come here soon?"
The road where Lingxi is located is called Huangquan Road. The road was bare and pitch black, she had nowhere to hide, she followed from a distance all the time, I thought that the black and white ghost didn't notice her, and the other ghosts couldn't smell her. She looked towards Naihe Bridge, there was not a single ghost left, it seemed that Granny Meng was really talking to her.
"What are you looking at? It's you!" Granny Meng became impatient.
"Grandma Meng, what are you talking about? Brother Black and White just said that there are fifty-six souls today, and we counted them just now, no more, no less, fifty-six." A ghost messenger said with a smile.
"That's right, Granny Meng, we haven't seen any other souls here." The other ghost guard squinted and looked forward while talking.
Po Meng has no official rank in the underworld, but she has a lot of experience. The king of the underworld is more respectful when he sees her. Naturally, these little ghosts dare not offend her, but she has an extremely difficult temper. After serving for a long time, the little ghosts will inevitably complain. . The little ghost who spoke first was already secretly slandering, could they be more blind than the eyeless Granny Meng? There is no ghost in front, she must be causing trouble again.
"Little girl, come here quickly. It's not difficult to get in this place, but it's not so easy to get out. If you're not careful, you'll become a lonely ghost."
Granny Meng smiled darkly, and Lingxi couldn't help shivering.
"Nanzhi, what should I do..." Lingxi couldn't help asking Nanzhi in her heart.
"past."
The special bond between the fairy and the spirit master makes it very easy for the two to communicate without being noticed by others. Lingxi listened to Nanzhi's words and decided to show up.
When Lingxi approached the Naihe Bridge, the ghost messengers saw her clearly, and they were very surprised.
She clenched her fists tightly, not knowing what would happen next, and how to deal with it, she just instinctively imitated the appearance of the group of souls just now and walked in front of Granny Meng.
"The little girl looks very familiar."
Po Meng poured a bowl of Po Meng soup, Lingxi was thinking about it, could it be that she really regarded herself as a ghost? Looking up again, she took two steps back in shock. This Meng Po clearly has no eyes.
"Grandma Meng, I see this person... this ghost... no, this thing... is very strange, I'll take it up and let the grown-ups have a look."
The little ghost was about to come over to hold Lingxi while talking, but was stopped by Granny Meng: "I said this little girl looks very strange!"
On the day when there is an underworld, there will be Po Meng. Anyone who has experienced the cycle of life and death must cross the Naihe bridge and drink her Mengpo soup. She has no physical eyes, but has a pair of eyes. As long as it is a soul who has met once, she will be able to count his past lives when she comes to Naihe Bridge next time.
When the little ghost heard Po Meng's roar, he didn't dare to say anything, he just cursed in his heart, this thing... people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts... I have never seen a ghost with an incomplete soul, let alone a person with an incomplete soul who can heal living...
Lingxi didn't understand the mystery of this, and was still thinking about how to jump off the Naihe Bridge and dive into the Wangchuan River to find the soul-locking water when they were not paying attention... While thinking about it, she was suddenly pushed hard by someone, and she heard Granny Meng The hoarse voice sneered, "It's a human or a ghost, you can tell once you try it", followed by a biting coldness.
Lingxi never expected that she had worked so hard to get down the Wangchuan River, but in the end she was thrown down by Granny Meng!
If an ordinary soul falls into the Wangchuan River, it will be swallowed by the river immediately, and its soul will be scattered. If a person falls into the river, his whole body will be corroded by the river water, and the poison of manjusawa on the bank will quickly invade his body, and he will die immediately if he is not corroded by the river water.
Fortunately, Qinglian specially taught her the water avoidance technique. In times of crisis, Lingxi reacted fairly quickly, immediately cast a spell, and quickly sank with the water avoidance technique.
When the ghost messengers on the bank saw something bad, some of them jumped down the river to chase Lingxi, and two immediately reported the situation here. Only Po Meng sighed while holding the bowl of Po Meng soup. He said: "It's just another fairy..."
Despite using the water avoidance technique, the water in the Wangchuan River was still so cold that Lingxi could barely move. Hearing a few "plops", she knew that someone was chasing after her. She called out Xinyin and Jiusheng, and the two spirits blocked the chasing ghost from left to right. Then she called out Nan Zhi, and led her to continue to sink.
The ghost messengers didn't expect that Lingxi still carried these non-human and non-ghost "things" on her body, and they rang the alarm in panic. Although Xinyin and Jiusheng are both immortals with high levels of cultivation, they can't take advantage of it. The magic technique used by Guichai to practice is something they have never seen before.
Lingxi was led by Nanzhi to sink quickly, but the river became colder as she went down, and the water avoidance technique she used seemed to be gradually ineffective. The skin began to feel tingling, and her head gradually became dizzy. The sour Wangchuan water seemed to pierce through her barrier, flowing through her mouth and nose into her stomach, and even the countless memories in the Wangchuan water began to Attacking her, the memories of all kinds of people, one moment is a baby croaking to the ground, another moment is a woman anxiously waiting to be married, another moment is an old woman struggling to death, some crying, some laughing, some shouting and some whispering, all kinds of sounds and pictures are filled in the ears midbrain.
"It can't go down anymore." Nanzhi stopped suddenly.
Lingxi bit her lips tightly, resisting the trembling of her body, and said in her heart: "No, Nan Zhi, just go down, go down a little bit and you'll be there."
"This water can prevent people from casting spells. The more it goes down, the more powerful it will be. If it sinks further, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to use any spells." Nanzhi didn't move his lips, and the voice in his heart was accurately transmitted to Lingxi's head.
"But..." Lingxi took another look at the bubbles rising up not far away, and always felt that the soul-locking water was a little below, "If we go up now, we will definitely be surrounded by ghosts, and it will be even more difficult to dive into the bottom of the river .”
Nan Zhi pondered for a while, "Soul-locking water, must I get it?"
Lingxi nodded without hesitation.
Nanzhi lowered his eyes, and after a while, he formed a seal with one hand, pulled out a barrier, turned around and went downstream, Lingxi held him with one hand, and frowned, "Let's go together."
Nan Zhi held her hand with his backhand, their hands were not warm, but they were tightly pressed against each other. He looked at Lingxi, his black eyes shimmering slowly, as if hesitating.
Lingxi stared into his eyes, almost pleading, "Let's go together."
Nan Zhi's eyes softened, those tiny shimmers seemed to melt in his eyes, he took a step forward and hugged Lingxi.
Lingxi suddenly couldn't feel what he was thinking in his heart, only felt that his arms holding her were getting tighter and tighter, that body was almost colder than the Wangchuan water. She was still dazed by the memories in the river, but she knew clearly that she didn't want Nanzhi to take risks alone, so she clasped his hand tightly.
Nan Zhi leaned over slightly and kissed her lightly on the lips.
The messy and complicated sound images in Lingxi's mind exploded at this moment, and then there was a blank, the temperature of the whole body gathered on the cheeks, and the trembling was forgotten. I only felt that the lips were still touching. The momentary softness and the fragrance of roses made her almost dizzy.
When she came back to her senses, Nanzhi had disappeared, and the fighting sound above the Wangchuan River was getting more and more fierce. Before she had time to think about it, she simply went upstream. As soon as Xinyin and Jiusheng noticed her, they moved closer to her .
"Damn, I'm about to suffocate you!" As soon as he entered Lingxi's enchantment, Jiu Sheng let out a big breath, and the immature child's voice matched the words in his mouth, which was extremely inconsistent.
Xinyin couldn't speak yet, although Jiu Sheng slept for a few days, he was not unconscious, and asked again: "Have you got the things?"
Lingxi only whispered "delay time" and the three of them went into battle again.
Because it was in the Wangchuan River, the spells Qinglian taught Lingxi were much more effective than those she had learned before, but the spells used by the ghosts were unpredictable, and there were more and more ghosts in the river, But for a moment, the three of them had to huddle together again, and the Jiu Sheng wailed again: "Did you get the thing? The magic skills of these ghosts are not the same as ours. If we don't get out, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out!"
Lingxi was also extremely anxious. She didn't know what happened to Nan Zhi at the bottom of the river, and she didn't dare to distract herself, for fear of pulling everyone back.
At this moment, the calm water of the Wangchuan River suddenly turbulently turbulent, like waves, even the underworld seemed to be shaken a few times. The faces of the ghost messengers changed drastically, they stopped their attack one after another, and quickly jumped out of the Wangchuan River.
Lingxi had just stabilized her figure, and was wondering if it was because Nan Zhi wanted to take the soul-locking water to shake the underworld. A force pulled him up, and then fell back into the river.
"Where is the lunatic, you want to use the soul-locking water!" Following the lightning-like murderous aura pouring into the river, there was a terrifying shout.
Lingxi saw with her own eyes that the place where she was just staying was split by an invisible force, and the Wangchuan River was split into two halves, hanging high, and did not fall down for a long time.
"Fortunately, the reaction is quick..." Jiu Sheng muttered, and rushed out while spinning the pot, not forgetting to tell Lingxi, "Walk when you see the opportunity!"
The heart imprint followed Jiu Sheng closely, and Ling Xi's speed was not as fast as them. Seeing that they hadn't gotten close to the person who suddenly appeared, no, that ghost, was grasped by the ghost, and showed his original shape, "Little fairy, how dare you?" Come to my underworld to make a mistake!"
Only then did Lingxi see the appearance of the person who came, the appearance of the official of the human world, with a long beard and a fierce look, could it be the judge of the underworld? Knowing that she was definitely not his match, she jumped out of the Wangchuan River hoping to lure him out, but unexpectedly, the Wangchuan River surged again, and the underworld was shaken. The evil ghost with the appearance of a judge couldn't control Lingxi, and immediately jumped into the Wangchuan River.
"Nanzhi!" Lingxi shouted in her heart, but no one responded to her.
The Wangchuan River calmed down, and the ghost messengers on the river bank surrounded Lingxi, but they did not move. Not far away, Meng Po was still holding a bowl of Meng Po soup, with gloomy eyes.
The two were in a stalemate, and Lingxi was worried about Nan Zhi at the bottom of the river, and kept calling but couldn't get a response. The ghost messengers were worried that Lingxi would run away, so they didn't even blink.
The river water finally became choppy again, leaping high, but not a single drop reached the shore. The judge jumped out of the water with his whole body wet, and threw the thing in his hand into the manjusawa along the coast.
Looking at the "thing" thrown into the flowers, Lingxi was dumbfounded.
When her reason came back to her mind, her body ran towards the flower bush uncontrollably.
"Nanzhi Nanzhi!" Lingxi didn't even have time to cry, she didn't care whether Manzhushahua was poisonous, she knelt in the flowers, obviously afraid of hearing the answer, but she had to admit that no matter whether this "thing" agreed or not, he would Nan stopped.
Yes, if it wasn't Nan Zhi, who else could it be
Nan Zhi was always dressed in black, but now the black clothes have been completely corroded; Nan Zhi was always cold and expressionless, but now his face was so blurred that even the coldness could not be seen; Nan Zhi always appeared Unexpectedly powerful, able to do all the things she couldn't do, now he is lying in the fiery red manjusawa, bloody and bloody, from head to toe.
Nanzhi, Nanzhi...
Lingxi trembled her hands, not daring to hug him, afraid of hurting him, not daring to call him again, afraid of not hearing a response, not even crying, afraid of tears falling on him and soaking the wound.
The judge seemed very satisfied with the result, and gave them a disdainful look, "Overreaching! Sent to hell!"