After winter, the first snow fell in the world, and they received a reply letter from Chunyang Sect, inviting Zhong Kui to Jingzhou to discuss the matter of asking Xu Zhinan to leave the customs.
Compared to them who cared so much about the evil spirit's identity, Wuliangpai's reaction was flat. After leaving Shushan, there was no news. Even Lan Chuihan wrote to ask about the progress, but Wuliangpai didn't even check it out. His attitude can't be doubted. Thinking of Zhong Kui's inexplicably shortened lifespan because of this matter, they became even more determined to find out the truth of this matter.
While Fan Wuzhen was recovering from his injuries, he was almost "grounded" in the Tianshi Palace, feeling so depressed that he wanted to wander around the Underworld as soon as he recovered from his injuries.
It was only then that Xie Bian remembered that since Fan Wuxi came to Hades, he has almost only been active in Tianshi Palace. As Wuchang—even if he is not formally appointed, he should be more familiar with this place.
The brothers left Tianshi Palace, Yujian flew deeper into Luofeng Mountain. This Tianshi Palace was built at the foot of Luofeng Mountain, and the judge's mansion and the mansions of the underworld generals were built around the mountain, but the surrounding area was shrouded in mist, and the visibility was very low, and they often felt lonely. In fact, there are hundreds of millions of ghosts in Hades, but each of them is where they should be.
Looking up, you can see palaces and beacon towers among the mountains shrouded in mist. There are will-o’-the-wisps and sparks blooming in the criss-crossing of the rice paddies, making the entire Luofeng Mountain look like a lava-flowing volcano. There is another The river water comes from the sky, and flows straight down into Jiuyou, to the endless darkness.
The Luofeng Mountain in the human world is similar to the mountains in the world with minor differences. This supernatural and eerie beauty only belongs to the ghost world.
Xie Bian stood tall and straight on the sword, and the wind in the mountains made his white clothes flutter, making a sound of hunting. He exclaimed, "It's beautiful."
"Um."
"From here, you can get a general view of the Hades." Xie Bian pointed to his feet, "The yin messenger led the human soul through the Yin-Yang Monument, walked through Huangquan Road, and then passed through the Ghost Willow. The first thing to arrive is the Nie Jingtai. The mirror can reflect people's good and evil virtues. If they are good or good and evil, they can be sent directly to reincarnation. If they are evil or difficult to distinguish between good and evil, they will be sent to the ten halls of hell for trial, which is the hall of hell. "
On the mountainside, there are ten majestic palaces, each with a flag.
"The underground of the Yan Luo Temple is the entrance to hell. If you want to go and see..." Xie Bian turned to Fan Wushi, but saw him looking at the Yan Luo Temple solemnly, as if there were some scourge there, "... Wushi?"
Fan Wuxi said: "I don't want to go."
"Well, it's very uncomfortable there, so it's worth noting." Xie Bian flew forward and circled the mountain half a circle, "This river is called Wangchuan. Have you seen the bridge on the river? It's the Naihe Bridge. Those who go to reincarnation must pass through this bridge, drink Mengpo soup on the bridge, forget the past, and re-enter reincarnation."
"Meng Po Soup." Fan Wushi said softly, "You drank Meng Po Soup."
"Of course." Xie Bian said, "Everyone should drink, and you should drink it too, otherwise you won't be able to reincarnate. However, there are exceptions." He pointed at Wang Chuan and said, "This water comes from the sky, and when it flows underground, it becomes It becomes black, but it is not black, but blood red, and there are countless ghosts drowning in it. They want to reincarnate with their memories, and they don’t want to drink Mengpo soup, so they can only cross the river of forgetfulness, but most of them are lost in the river of forgetfulness. I became a lonely ghost."
Fan Wuxi clenched his fist secretly, and said in a low voice, "I didn't drink."
"What?" Xie Bian didn't hear clearly.
We had agreed that no one would drink, and we would meet again when we came, but you broke your promise and forgot about me.
"Why drink it?" Fan Wuxi raised his voice, "Don't you have no nostalgia for this life and the people in this life?"
Xie Bian thought for a while: "There must be nostalgia, but if you can't let go of the past, how can you start over in the next life."
"Why do we have to start all over again? Many people don't understand life at all. Starting from the beginning is just repeating the same mistakes."
"You're right. But I think that reincarnation is everyone's homework. Cultivate goodness, cultivate evil, cultivate poverty, cultivate wealth, cultivate health, cultivate sickness and weakness. Only by maintaining one's heart in the trials of each life, one thought of goodness, Only by cultivating merits and virtues, transcending samsara, and avoiding its suffering. Drinking Mengpo soup is actually a chance for people to start again, otherwise many people will repeat the same mistakes and be obsessed with obsession."
Fan Wuxi was silent.
Xie Bian smiled faintly: "Besides, after a hundred years of life, at the last moment, I don't even care about my life. There are actually very few things that are so important that they are hard to let go."
"Very few." Fan Wuxi stared into the distance, "But as long as there is one, it is worth going through fire and water."
Xie Bian chuckled: "You are so young, why do you speak so vicissitudes?"
Fan Wuxi turned his face away, pondered for a moment: "Brother, can you take me to see the Eastern Emperor Bell?"
"Okay. Have you heard many legends about the Eastern Emperor Bell?"
"Um."
"You haven't been to Kunlun, have you? Have you never seen any of the four ancient magic weapons?"
"..."
"Haha, senior brother will show you the world today."
The two flew into the mountains, and a flat valley appeared between the two peaks. Looking from the sky, there was a huge magic circle drawn on the ground, and the eye of the circle was a simple golden bell.
When they fell to the ground, it seemed that the clock was astonishingly big, like a towering tree. There were many dirty and mottled traces of time on the clock, but the engraved spells were still clear.
Xie Bian couldn't help but proudly said: "This is the magic weapon of our master, it's really daunting."
Fan Wuxi looked at the Donghuang Bell quietly, feeling a little throbbing in his heart. He used to forge swords with the Shennong Ding and control two ancient magic weapons, but at the moment he saw the Eastern Emperor Bell, he believed that the folk legend was true. This Eastern Emperor Bell is indeed one of the four ancient magic weapons. First of all, just approaching it, there is a kind of divine power that one has to bow one's head to worship before Mount Tai.
Xie Bian walked into the magic circle: "Wuyi, you can take a closer look, and you can touch it, it doesn't matter."
Fan Wuzhen walked over, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the body of the clock. The touch was warm and thick, and when he thought that it was a sacred object from a million years ago, he made people feel respectful.
"People can touch this Donghuang Bell, but ghosts can't." Xie Bian slightly bent his fingers and tapped on the bell, "But we can't knock the sound, and we can't shake it. Only Master can touch it." .”
"With this fetish, it is easy to unify the world of cultivating immortals. Master is willing to put it here to repair the barrier."
"That's why Master is admired by the world." Xie Bian's eyes are full of admiration, "Although Master is sometimes very unreliable, but he has a pure heart and a heart for the common people, no one can compare .”
Fan Wuxi's mood was a bit complicated, he was both disdainful and had to admire Zhong Kui's mind, he couldn't do it so impartially.
He doesn't want to admire, he wants to submit. He wants those things that were taken away to come back to him obediently, and he wants that person to have nothing else in his eyes except himself.
Xie Bian put his ear on the Donghuang Bell, and said softly, "Wu Ying, listen, you seem to be able to hear the sound."
Fan Wuxi followed his example and closed his eyes.
The clouds opened, the holy light shone, and a distant and grand bell sounded from the sky, bang—like a dragon’s whistling, like thunder, its lingering sound was endless, passing through millions of years, piercing through the three worlds of humans, ghosts and gods, pulling With the heartbeat of all creatures, the resonance of the chest cavity is emitted together with it. Rivers, lakes and seas, rushing limbs and bones, mountains and mountains, sculptures of flesh and bones, the essence of the sun and the moon, transforming the soul and spirit.
It calls the common people with bells, which are deafening, and all the three worlds respond to its call.
Fan Wuxi took a step back suddenly, he was panting heavily, a layer of sweat formed on his forehead.
Xie Bi'an pressed his shoulder comfortingly: "I forgot to tell you that the divine power of the Eastern Emperor Bell is too strong, you can't touch it for too long, it will disturb people's mind, let's go back."
The two of them walked out of the circle, and Fan Wuzhen looked back at the Donghuang Bell again: "Brother, if there was a Donghuang Bell a hundred years ago, what would happen?"
"Zong Zixiao definitely won't be able to stir up such a big storm." Xie Bian said firmly.
"It makes sense." So this thing must be an enchantment forever, and he will never let anyone stand in front of him.
The two walked around Luofeng Mountain and returned to Tianshi Palace.
As soon as he landed, Xie Bian's eyes fell on Fan Wuxi's hands, as if he had noticed something, "Hey, are your sleeves short?"
Fan Wuxi slightly spread his arms: "It seems a bit."
"Have you grown taller?" Xie Bian held his wrist, straightened his arm, and compared, "Sure enough, you are growing taller. In half a year, your clothes are actually shorter."
"I'll be as tall as you next year."
"Really? How do you know?"
"Just wait and see."
Xie Bian curled his lips: "Fortunately, when the clothes were being made, the tailor thought that you were growing taller, and left some surplus when sewing the hems so that you could change them, otherwise the clothes would be wasted." He looked down, " And the pants, are they short too?"
"Somewhat."
Xie Bian walked around behind Fan Wushi again, suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist, and began to measure with his hands, still muttering something in his mouth.
Fan Wuxi's body tensed immediately, a faint fragrance mixed with warm breath penetrated into all his senses, he could even feel Jie Bian's inadvertent rub against his back chest, he even stopped breathing up.
"Take one, take two..." Xie Bian gestured for a while, "Our waists are about the same. When you go back at night, change into my clothes first. The bigger ones are less uncomfortable to wear than the smaller ones. Give me all your clothes. I'll change it for you."
Fan Wuxi took a deep breath: "You can also change clothes."
"What's the problem? It's a waste of money to go to a tailor for such a small job." Xie Bian smiled and patted Fan Wuxi's back, "Well, my body is much stronger, it seems that I have fed well .”
Fan Wuxi sneaked a glance at Bian, his face remained calm, but actually there was a hint of sweetness in his heart——
In the underworld, there are two particularly important festivals, one is the Ghost Festival and the other is the Spring Festival. During this period, there will be many sacrifices and offerings in the human world. People in the underworld can receive wishes from relatives and friends in the underworld, and they may also go back to visit those who miss them.
Xie Bian started to get busy for the New Year early. He and Fan Wuxi went to Fengdu City to purchase a lot of New Year's goods, couplets, window lanterns, firecrackers and fireworks, everything that one expects to find, and brought back all of them to decorate the Tianshi Palace. In order to be able to eat the freshest meat, Jie Bian even brought two geese back to raise them. Live animals cannot be put into the Qiankun bag, for this pair of fresh meat, the two of them had to go through a lot of trouble all the way.
Fan Wuxi looked at the shit that was thrown on his trouser leg, and felt that his majesty as a demon king had been greatly provoked, but the person who "provoked" him didn't realize it, and smiled so nicely, wipe him off. He was so gentle when he was sweating, he couldn't even get angry.
"Wow, wow!" Bo Zhu chattered around them, "Master Bai, isn't it possible to bring living things back to the Underworld? Last time the Heavenly Master brought Master Hei back, the Lord is still angry."
Xie Bian let out a "shh", "What are two geese afraid of? Let's kill one at thirty and one at the second day of junior high school. If the Fujun likes it, he will be ashamed to scold me."
"Then why don't you bring back more chicken and duck? I like your stewed chicken the most."
"Chickens and ducks are very noisy. As long as there is nothing around the goose that disturbs it, it doesn't like to cry." Xie Bian stroked the big white goose and said happily, "Look, it's white and fat, it must be delicious."
"Then how do we eat this goose?" After Bo Zhu asked this sentence, he wished that his saliva would drip down.
"Let me think about it." Xie Bian asked, "Have you sent out all the invitations you were asked to send?"
"It's all sent."
"The parade came together?"
"Yeah." Bo Zhu nodded, "It's just that one person always falls asleep, and it's so awkward when eating."
"What's awkward, as long as we are together, we are reunited."
Fan Wuxi wondered, "What do you mean?"
"Oh, I don't seem to have told you, you two parades..." Xie Bian laughed, "I'll explain it to you when they come."—
On New Year's Eve, Cui Jue, Day You, and Night You invited by Tianshi Palace came to the door as scheduled, and he also understood what Xie Bian and Bo Zhu were talking about that day.
The man who came with Cui Jue this time was Day You. He was wearing the same dark blue dress as Ye You. Floating next to him as if asleep, this situation seems a little weird.
Xie Bian welcomed the guests in, and after Riyou was seated, he put Yeyou in the chair beside her, padded the backrest for her, straightened her limbs and head, and moved gently.
Fan Wuxi was puzzled and said, "This is..."
Xie Bian pulled him aside and explained: "Day You and Ye You were originally a couple. I heard that they made a big mistake during their lifetime, but the emperor was touched by their affection and punished them to patrol the world day and night. Day trips are only awake during the day, and fall asleep after sunset, while night trips are just the opposite. They are active at night and fall into a deep sleep at sunrise. Although the two of them stay together, they can only glance at each other hurriedly every day, and they may not even say a word. It’s too late to say.”
Fan Wuxi looked at them in surprise.
"I often think whether this is the emperor's kindness or cruelty." Xie Bian sighed, "The moment their eyes met, it was all they had for each other, and for the rest of the long time, they could only guard a sleeping lover. "
"But even so, I can't bear to give up."
"Well, if they are reincarnated, they will never see each other again, so they would rather stay together like this." Xie Bian frowned slightly, "It is really affectionate."
There was a tingle of pain in Fan Wushi's heart. He understands this obsession to keep the other party by his side no matter what.
Xie Bian prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, which was delicious in color and fragrance, and it made people's index fingers twitch when they looked at it.
Cui Jue praised and understood Bian well, Zhong Kui kept trying to persuade Cui Jue to drink more wine, but Cui Jue was too strong to drink, and when he drank a little, he liked to teach others more, and when he drank too much, he became poetic.
Bozhu also broke the rules during the banquet, playing with fireworks while eating.
After night fell, Day You and Ye You switched states, and Ye You would feed Ri You some wine from time to time, and occasionally whisper something in his ear, with a rare femininity on his face.
Xie Bian and Fan Wuzhen also drank some wine and chatted all over the world. At this moment, Fan Wuzhen temporarily forgot about the past and the past, and focused on being his little junior.
It has been a long time since Tianshi Palace has been so lively, everyone is flushed and beaming.
Suddenly, they heard a loud cry, which seemed to be the call of geese.
Cui Jue looked around blankly: "Why, why does it sound like I heard something calling?"
Xie Bian woke up suddenly from the wine, Bo Zhu also looked at him nervously, and whispered: "What's the matter? Didn't it mean that geese don't like to squawk."
"There must be something frightening it, I'll go and have a look." Xie Bian ran out as he said that, but before he stepped out of the threshold of Jiuyun Hall, a vermilion figure swaggered in.
"Red, Red King?"
Jiang Qulian held two small red clay jugs in his hands, and said with a slight smile, "How can there be geese in your Tianshi Palace?"
Xie Bian winked at him and waved his hands.
Jiang Qulian raised his eyebrows: "I thought we Wuchang were a good boy, but it turned out that he was taught badly by his master."
Xie Bian was in a state of embarrassment, Fan Wuxi stood beside him, and said cautiously, "What are you doing here?"
"Come celebrate the New Year with everyone."
"No one invited you."""
"I know." Jiang Qulian said with a smile, "I have a thick skin, so I came here uninvited."
"..."
Jiang Qulian stepped in as if no one was around, "Tianshi, Fujun, I'm here to give you New Year greetings, oh, the parade is also here."
Zhong Kui looked at him with a stern face: "What are you doing here?"
"As a colleague, you don't invite me to celebrate the reunion festival with you. It's so sad." Jiang Qulian shook the wine in his hand, "I'm much more generous than you, these two pots of century-old wine, the celestial master thinks Don't want to try it?"
Zhong Kui's eyes lit up: "All right, all right, the visitor is a guest, sit down."
Jiang Qulian sat down with a smile.
"I warn you, don't hit my magic weapon's attention."
"I did pay attention to your magic weapon, but as long as you can see it, you don't have to worry about it, right?"
Zhong Kui glared at Jiang Qulian: "Stop talking nonsense, come and drink with me, this Cui Ziyu, no."
Xie Bian stared dumbfounded at Zhong Kui and Jiang Qulian and started to drink each other. The two chattered and fought each other, but it didn't prevent them from drinking happily.
Fan Wuxi pulled Xie Bian aside: "Don't bother with them, eat well."
Xie Bian whispered: "We can't drink anymore, we have to help Master watch over the Red King."
"Don't worry, I'm here." Fan Wuzhen stared at Xie Bian, with deep affection in his eyes that he didn't realize, "Brother, this is the first year we spent together, and we will celebrate the New Year together in the future... Bar."
Xie Bian smiled and said, "Of course, we will celebrate the New Year together in the future."
Fan Wuxi raised his wine glass: "It's a deal."
"It's a deal!"