King Yama should not and cannot do such a thing.
Hou Tu's heart was originally in a state of anxiety, worrying about the prosperity and long-term stability of the underworld every day. In the end, Yan Luo Wang, whom she valued the most, did such a thing, which slapped her in the face.
After being angry, the five emperors filed an application, and there were ten kings of Hades in the underworld, and ten kings in the palace of Hades.
The entire underworld has expanded on a large scale. There were originally a large number of people coming and going, but they were scattered all of a sudden, making it look quite empty.
After that, King Yama came to apologize.
In the scene of apologizing in the dream, King Yama still maintains a gentle attitude all year round, but Hou Tu's anger turned into helplessness and bitterness, and finally he said that he didn't know what, and he couldn't figure out what was agreed...
Houtu only remembered that King Yan Luo was staring at her deeply, as if he could see the world forever.
In those gentle eyes, there is the primordial universe.
Then Qin Lingjun woke up.
She was so excited that she woke herself up directly.
The sky is still the same brightness, and the ground is still full of sand, sweeping around, there is nothing new. Qin Lingjun looked puzzled, not knowing why he had such a dream.
It can't be that she is a descendant.
Qin Lingjun sneered, then felt...
It's really possible.
"When people are unlucky to a certain extent, they may be the protagonist of some kind of cheating." Qin Lingjun comforted himself in this way, "It's not a big deal, and it's not a big deal."
For a person who didn't register the time of death in the book of life and death, she felt that her life was stolen.
Life and death are trivial matters.
Qin Lingjun took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that the time hadn't changed at all, and the battery of the mobile phone was also the same.
She sighed faintly and put away her things.
After getting up, she randomly chose another direction, and began to walk aimlessly again until she returned to the place where she stuffed the napkin.
Still can't get out.
Qin Lingjun sat down on the ground, and then lay down again.
If she had no image, it would not be true.
She has stayed in this inexplicable place for so long, and her hair and clothes are hardly messed up. Even the makeup on her body was intact at the moment, without any sign of fading.
Having nothing to do, Qin Lingjun started poking the dirt again.
With a poke of your finger, there is a hole in the ground.
Two poking fingers, two holes in the ground.
Qin Lingjun was slightly annoyed, and hit the ground with his small fist.
According to the structure of sandy soil, when a fist is hammered on the ground full of sandy soil, the only pain will be that hand. Only slow movements can avoid the gravel and make the fist sink.
But something frightening happened.
The ground in front of him seemed to be disturbed by a fist, and before it touched it, it sank into a fist-sized groove, avoiding Qin Lingjun's fist.
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Qin Lingjun was slightly stunned, and looked at the land with a confused face, not understanding what was going on now.
How did it sink
She withdrew her hand, and looked at her hand carefully in doubt.
Small, white and tender, and a beautiful pink manicure. I have done hand masks countless times, and the calluses that can't go away so far are the ones on the middle finger of my right hand, which were worn out due to years of learning to teach and hold pens.
These hands looked just like her own, exquisite and beautiful, and they hadn't done heavy work.
Qin Lingjun looked strange, looked at the groove on the ground that was trying to shrink, and put his hand over it again.
The small groove stopped shrinking.
Qin Lingjun poked his hand down, and before he touched the sand, he saw that the groove had expanded a bit.
"Well-"
Qin Lingjun looked at the situation thoughtfully.
Could it be that the way out of this place is not on the ground, but on the ground
How can I go down there
Qin Lingjun clenched his fists with both hands, tentatively pushing down.
The small groove gradually increased, and after a while, it became the size of a deep basin.
Qin Lingjun deduced the force, the size of the hole, and the speed of returning to the original shape in his head. He thought it would be easy to dig the hole, but how to ensure that the surrounding sand would not be refilled after she went down was the key.
If her heart beats so fast and she turns around and buries herself alive, then it will be over.
Qin Lingjun took out his mobile phone and started doing math problems.
What is the size of the hole, so that the speed of shrinking the hole can be enough for her to find a way out through the sand below, and at the same time, if she can't find the exit, it can ensure that she can return to breathe air in time
She was born with this material, and after a while, she came to the answer.
The depth of the bottom depends on the size of her hole.
A beautiful girl, in order to escape the desolate and inexplicable place here, took off her shoes and started digging.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Qin Lingjun was tireless, did not dare to stop, and opened up his way out bit by bit.
The original small groove became bigger and bigger, and the opening became more and more obvious.
Qin Lingjun even noticed that the recovery speed of the sand and soil was getting slower and slower, until it was almost so slow that she couldn't notice it.
But she was not sure whether it was true that the recovery of the sand was getting slower and slower, or that the volume of the groove was too large for her naked eyes to observe such a reduction in scale.
It would be nice if it could be modeled and tested.
Qin Lingjun misses the days when he owned a computer.
She didn't dare to sleep or rest, for fear that her work would start to reverse after a long rest.
"If I had known such a day would come, I wouldn't have come to pay homage to King Yama." Qin Lingjun was quite aggrieved.
No matter how much the digging work didn't require Qin Lingjun to touch the sand, it was still boring and uninteresting.
Qin Lingjun saw that the groove in front of him could bury her whole body, ten of her, and an unknown number of her in the back.
After digging until the whole person was in the pit, Qin Lingjun accidentally bumped into something with his hand.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, reaching out to dig out what she came across.
It is a wooden box.
Under the sand, there was actually a wooden box hidden.
The carved lines on the wooden box are exquisite, and it is a valuable item at first glance. This kind of heavy craft product, even if it is produced by machine, the current price is not low.
Without hesitation, Qin Lingjun reached out and opened the wooden box.
The box is lined with nylon cotton, and on the nylon cotton, there is a bead of butter, which looks very beautiful.
Most of the topaz on the market are transparent enough, but many of them cannot refract light well because they are not cut too carefully, and they always feel like glass. But this round yellow bead is different, it glows with a little light, which is the light from itself.
Not like amber either.
This bead doesn't know why, but it looks soft.
It's like... the softness of pudding.
Looking at the bead, Qin Lingjun suddenly had the idea of wanting to eat it.
She closed the wooden box and advised herself: "Don't eat it, don't eat it, no matter how hard you try to die, you won't be able to eat pearls."
After persuading himself, Qin Lingjun first stepped on the sandy wall and crawled out of the pit.
She struggled to climb out and looked at the big pit from top to bottom.
Much less efficient than expected.
Qin Lingjun couldn't help sighing again.
Since she was locked in, the number of times she sighed has skyrocketed, and she couldn't help sighing from time to time.
She placed the wooden box in her hand next to her shoes.
As soon as he put it down, Qin Lingjun was full of thoughts about opening it again to take a look at the yellow beads in the wooden box.
This strong thought couldn't be suppressed at all, so that Qin Lingjun didn't even straighten up when he bent down, and opened the box directly, admiring the yellow bead in the wooden box again.
how so
Qin Lingjun stared at Huang Zhuzi for a while, then froze for a moment, and began to reflect on himself.
She frowned, feeling that something was wrong with the bead.
very beautiful!
want to eat!
No, no!
How can beads be eaten
Inedible!
I want to eat!
Qin Lingjun shrank his hands, took a step back, and looked warily at the beads in front of him.
This bead is hooking her!
Just taste it, if you can't bite it, just spit it out!
Qin Lingjun's consciousness was confused for a moment, his hand moved forward again, grabbed the bead, and then quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
Beads melt in your mouth.
When he came back to his senses, Qin Lingjun opened his eyes wide with astonishment.
She panicked and wanted to spit out the things in her mouth, but how to spit out the melted things
Who in a normal person would eat this kind of thing indiscriminately? !
Qin Lingjun stuck out his tongue twice, and found that there was no way to deal with the situation, so he finally chose to give up.
It was... so miserable.
Qin Lingjun was so depressed that he didn't even want to dig the soil.
It's okay to be trapped here, and I don't know what to eat.
How did that happen
Qin Lingjun was so wronged that he wanted to cry.
Angrily, she picked up the wooden box and threw it back into the pit: "Go to hell!"
The wooden box fell into the pit, making a slight rolling and impacting sound, until it fell to the deepest point and was slowly covered by the surrounding sand.
Qin Lingjun, who was outside the pit, took out his mobile phone and began to write a small article to express his mood.
Small articles similar to last words.
I kept writing until my heart was tired, and Qin Lingjun fell asleep again without knowing it.
The previous dream has a follow-up.
A close friend came to work here in Houtu, and took a name called Po Meng.
She communicated with Po Meng about everything about the way of heaven and the future of the underworld. Po Meng is worried that the Asura clan will eventually perish. Does the birth of a race necessarily usher in its complete demise
Houtu felt that what Po Meng was worried about was not only the Asura clan, but also the last phoenix in the world.
This phoenix could die anytime, anywhere.
Maybe this is love.
It's just that love, in the eyes of Tiandao, is too fragile to withstand its random toss.
After discussing with his best friend, Houtu quietly made a plan.
They silently observe the reincarnation of the human race, speculate on the laws of heaven, and try to find the omissions that can shake the world from the increasingly perfect laws.
Finally one day, Houtu was found.
"Between heaven and earth, transcend the six realms, find your own path, and avoid the prying eyes of heaven."
The evolution of the Dao of Heaven also confines itself within the laws.
"The way of the world, there is always a way that can be formed without relying on the way of heaven. These ways, like a ray of purple air that escapes, are a ray of life between heaven and earth, transformed into various forces, and exist everywhere."
Meng Po said: "As long as you find your own ray of life, you can turn the tables against the sky."
Hou Tu nodded in response.
The two sides said a few more words, and then parted ways.
When I got the news again, it was Po Meng who had already been reincarnated.
The news of reincarnation passed around, only Houtu knew that her best friend returned her life to the way of heaven.