She doesn't remember how she died.

She couldn't remember whether she was beheaded in the street market or died of illness in the bed.

The four evil men grabbed the iron chains tied to her, and she was dragged forward by them.

Countless yin fires flowing under the feet of the sky, occasionally falling on the Manzhushahua next to the road, instantly rising a half-person-high green flame. The green and red flowers are particularly enchanting.

There were countless forks beside the road, and many new dead people in white clothes were pulled forward by the secret messengers. Some cried and laughed, and some muttered to themselves. However, no matter how much they regretted their death, they would be consumed by the dead atmosphere.

Finally, I could only move forward silently in order, in order, and through the distant gate of the Yidu.

The Yin Chou, who led her forward, stopped and waited to get started.

She looked up lazily, looked at the dark sky, looked at the flowing yin fire, and then looked at the blood-red Manzhu Shahua. The flowers are like dragon claws, but they are still a hint of hideousness.

Just as I was staring blankly, I heard a few fools behind me say, "I don't know how long I will wait now. A few new ghosts are very noisy. Why don't you feed them some Wangchuan water first. Anyway, I still have to drink it when it's time to reincarnation."

Wangchuan? She turned around and saw a dark vat taking out a pitch-black wine jar from her arms, walking to the side of the road, pushing away the red flowers, and indeed revealing a clear river.

She couldn't say what color the river was, she just felt that it was colorful and brilliant, and it contained countless things.

Yin Zhao scooped a jar, walked over and opened the mouth of a new ghost, and sucked it down regardless of his crying. The ghost cried violently, but slowly, but stopped moving, and a blank and dull expression appeared on his face, like a newborn baby.

In this way, she gradually stopped crying. Seeing that there was still some water in the wine jar, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand.

"Show me," she said.

The Yin Crazy Crazy looked her up and down and sneered, "So bold, I dare to call you uncle. Try it again."

She just reached out and said, "Show me."

The Yin Chai didn't even speak, and raised his hand and swung the board to beat him, but was stopped by the Yin Chai who were escorted her.

"Stop! Do you know who she is?! Don't be reckless!"

The Yin Mai was still dissatisfied and sneered: "I want to know who she is! If she were a noble star official, how could she be tied with a soul-locking chain?"

Several other secret messengers dragged him aside and whispered: "It's just because her death method is not tolerated by the rules, otherwise who would dare to tie her up? Her mind has not been opened, otherwise she will teach you that both souls and souls will be destroyed at this moment. The Emperor Houtu is three-point taboo about her, let alone you?"

The evil person was frightened. He turned his head and looked at her carefully. He felt that she was beautiful but had a confused expression. There was only occasional evil spirits between his eyebrows, which was really strange.

Seeing that she reached out to ask for a wine jar, he couldn't, so he had to hand it over.

She threw away the lid and hurriedly stuffed her hand in and snatched it. As soon as she snatched it up, it was a fragmentary piece of it, all of which were memories of his life.

After taking advantage of it, it was a memory of a devil. He burned, killed, plundered, and committed all kinds of evil, and finally beheaded in the street market.

Continue to catch up, another lonely palace maid, facing the trees with red flowers, and ended in gloom.

I caught it several times in a row, but there was no joy. I was either stung by the sickbed or lonely for a lifetime.

She only felt that these clips were familiar but unfamiliar. She wanted to know how she died and what she did during her lifetime. For some reason, she just couldn't remember them.

The secret messengers were frightened when they saw that she seemed to be bright and not clear. This person was talented and willful and perverse. If she had to see through something at this time, it would be difficult to deal with. They had to smile and said, "Girl, come in quickly. Why not wait inside and the judge will check the life and death book before reading?"

She nodded obediently and returned the wine jar to the man. The four fools took her to float and frolick, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived at the towering and beautiful gate of Yidu City.

Two huge dark monster gods guarded the door, and when they saw them, they stopped them.

"Get the brand."

Yincha quickly took out the vermilion sign with a smile, which wrote her name and important things in life. The strange god looked briefly and changed his face slightly. After looking at her carefully, she didn't know anything and just lowered her head to play with her belt.

"Have you been enlightened yet? How can I tie her up?" the strange god asked in a low voice.

Yin Cha shook his head, put his hand on his neck, and gave it gently. The strange god immediately understood and looked at her with scruples, retreated to both sides, and said, "Please come in."

The Yin Crews carried the heavy soul-locking chain and pulled her into it. But they saw that there were many pavilions and towers in the city, which was no different from the world. However, the residents were all evil, and occasionally there were old ghosts who were assistants to open teahouses, but they were all people without reincarnation.

She just felt that everything was very novel, and looked left and right, but forgot about Forget Chuanshui.

It was led to a gorgeous building, and the layers of green tiles on the building spread out upwards like the wings of a phoenix. It was covered with auspicious clouds, flying pavilions and elixirs, and green buildings. It was a wonder that could not be seen in the world.

"Girl, please come in." The secret messengers respectfully invited her in. Two people loosened the iron chains on her waist for her, went to the middle gate and the judge to report to her. The other two left to guard her and waited in the hall.

The little ghost with green face and fangs brought the tea in panic. She saw that the sarcoma on the little ghost's head was growing strangely, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch it. The little ghost was so scared that his face looked like a dirt. He cried on the spot, and shouted, "Give me your life!"

The Yin Crew hurriedly drank the little devil and said with a forced smile: "Miss, don't blame me, he hasn't seen the world just on duty. Let's spare him once."

She nodded obediently and said, "I just think the sarcoma on his head is interesting, can't you touch it?"

Yin Chai could only smile bitterly and said to himself: You are the nemesis of all ghosts, who dares to let you touch a finger?

There was nothing to say here at the moment. But the two fools who went to report the crime and handed over the official document to the judge. The bearded judge also pondered for a while, not knowing what to do.

After a while, he asked in a deep voice: "How did she handcuff her?"

Yin Chou said: "Since she is human, she naturally handcuffs her soul after she dies."

"Fild." The judge frowned, "Who asked you this! I don't know if she will be a human being in the next life?"

Yin Chai quickly smiled and said, "My wise, little Yuan is confused. It is said that she should not be handcuffed with soul-locking chains, but she died in the human world. If she is not handcuffed, there will be any violation of the law. Fortunately, she is not conscious and confused, and is obediently taken to the underworld. I would like to ask her, what kind of reincarnation should she be allowed to enter this time?"

The judge touched his beard and pondered for a while before saying, "Self-bending... It seems that she has not yet achieved enlightenment. She is too harsh and needs to be tempered. This time, she will follow the same path and add more troubles until she realizes enlightenment. If she is not wiser, continue to rude herself... You bring the message over and let her fall into the hell next time and let her die by herself!"

The evil man was dead and was about to go down to pass the message, but a voice came from the curtain behind the judge: "Wait."

Yin Chai and the judge hurriedly turned around and bowed, saying, "I have met Emperor Houtu."

The voice that looked like a man and a woman said, "I think it may not be possible to realize the truth after thinking about it. Her personality is eccentric and remote. If she has been under heavy pressure, she is afraid that the evil spirit will be even heavier."

The judge lowered his head and said, "I don't know what the emperor meant?"

Hou Tu said behind the curtain: "I have caused pain and hardships to her in the past few lives, but the evil spirits are not gone and my mind is unclear. I am afraid it is not a good idea. It is better to use the elegant and peaceful atmosphere to influence her, first feel her heart, and then devote herself to the cycle of reincarnation to make her cultivate immortals. This is the best way."

The judge was a little embarrassed: "She was ruling for suicide in this life, and she was afraid that she would devote herself to the way of heaven... Besides, the road to cultivating immortals was so difficult, and there were few successful people. If she could not succeed at that time, she would waste the emperor's beauty."

Houtu pondered for a while before saying, "You should leave her in the underworld first and teach her every day with the book of cultivating immortals and cultivating nature. After a while, let's see which path to invest in."

"Since the order."

The Yin Crew came out after receiving the order. Seeing that she couldn't sit still, she looked around in the hall and was very curious about everything. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. If she wanted to leave this evil star in the underworld, some of them would be afraid in the future.

He smiled and walked up to him and said, "Congratulations to the Emperor Houtu, for his will, letting the girl live in the underworld first, and be leisurely for a while before talking about reincarnation."

She seemed to understand and stared at him in a daze. Yin Chai complained in his heart and said with apologies: "It's just... let the girl play in the underworld for a few days first, read books and take a walk, and wait until the time comes before sending the girl to reincarnate."

She nodded, touched the picture of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl hanging on the wall in her hand, and said, "I like this, so stay here."

Yin Chou had to nod: "Since the girl likes this place, it is a blessing for me to wait."

He turned around and ordered the little devil to go to the second floor to clean the guest room, and then said, "Miss, there is another good thing. The Emperor pitys you for being confused and forgets the world, so he will give you one."

She was confused and confused. The fool around her had already gently pulled her down and told her: "The Emperor gave you a name and you must kneel down to accept it."

But she did not kneel down and stared at Yinchao. He really couldn't do so, so he had to say, "The Emperor gave you the name Xuan Ji. In the future, the one who calls Xuan Ji will be a girl."

She nodded blankly and turned to see the little ghost coming down from the building. She smiled and grabbed the sarcoma on his head, causing a burst of ghosts and howling.

Xuan Ji lived in the underworld in a daze. On the surface, she said she was doing odd jobs for the judge and serving tea and water, but in fact, how many people dared to call her? She could only wander around the capital all day long, just asking her not to cause trouble.

When the judge was idle every day, he would bring some books on cultivating immortality and cultivating his nature and show her the principles of the world. She liked her to read, and had a high talent. She often learned from one example and quoted it from another, which was shocking.

Over time, the judge couldn't help but sigh at the wisdom of Emperor Houtu. If the ignorant soul had been reincarnated directly, she would have made mistakes again and again unintentionally, and even didn't know where the mistake was. Now that she is well-read and has a strong interest in cultivating immortals, she has wiped out her previous stupidity and revealed some of her talented intelligence.

She looked like a stubborn stone. She had just been caught from the bottom of the river, and her facial features were completely blurred and her spiritual orifices were not opened. Now she used the principles of the world and the stories of immortals and sages to teach her, carefully carving her, and finally gradually emerged. The spiritual beauty hidden inside was about to emerge.

There is only one, which is a headache.

She was lazy, too lazy to be surprisingly lazy, so lazy that the heavens were angry and the others were resentful.

As long as you can lie down, you will never sit. If you can think, you will not think. Chengri only likes to sit by the Forgetful River in a daze, take a handful of it out for a while, smell it, and throw it back.

Everyone knew what she was looking for, but no one dared to tell her that all her memories of her past life were taken away by Emperor Houtu. He asked her to cut off all the previous anger, start over and gain a new life.

On this day, the judge looked for her for a long time, but there was no one. He called the secret messenger to visit her and replied that Xuan Ji was watching the flowers on the shore of Wangchuan. He stayed for an afternoon, but didn't move.

He was angry in his heart, and he took the book to the river to find her, intending to scold her. After living with her in the past few months, both of them had a sense of master-disciple relationship. Because she was studious and smart, the judge's original vigilant mentality also relaxed and truly treated her as a student. No teacher in the world would be angry about the laziness of the students.

When he left the gate of Deyi Capital, he saw the thin white figure sitting by the Forgetful River. He approached quietly, but saw her staring at Manzhu Shahua, who was in full swing on the shore, his eyes straightened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He was about to call her, but Xuan Ji did not look back and said lightly: "Teacher."

The judge sighed, walked over and sat beside her, and looked at the blood-clamped red spider with her. After a long time, he said, "What are you looking at?"

She said lightly: "Look at that color. I have a very familiar feeling. I always feel that I should see it from time to time, but I can't remember it."

The judge was slightly shocked, but said, "The previous life has passed. Don't worry about these common things again, otherwise it will go against the principles I taught you."

Xuan Ji said "yes", "That's right, the teacher's words are always right. I always think it makes sense. Although I understand these truths very well, for some reason I think those truths are very far away and difficult to do."

"Oh? What do you think are difficult for you to do?"

"Tell me that you should cultivate yourself and your nature, don't focus on the past, and don't think about it. Those things are easy to make people obsessed with devils, your mind is impure, and you cannot practice Taoism. If your six senses are defiled, you will be out of your form and easily addicted to your senses and colors."

She picked a red flower and put it in her hand to crush it. The bright red juice flowed down her slender fingers.

"But, life is about thinking. I have eyes for seeing, mouth for speaking, and ear for listening. If I give up all these, what should I see? I don't understand what the teacher said about the realm of becoming an immortal. After becoming an immortal... I don't know anything?"

The judge didn't expect her to ask such a tricky question. He couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and said, "No, I'm so silly, I know but don't know, but I understand but don't understand."

"What exactly do they know?" she asked seriously. "I know, can you still pretend not to know? Are the immortals living happily?"

The judge frowned: "Xuan Ji, are you stubborn and happy? Do you think the joy in the voice and color is the real joy and joy?"
To be continued...