Nine out of ten people return to the gate of hell, flowers bloom on the other side of the Huangquan Road, looking back at the front of the hometown platform, looking at the previous life on the Three Lives Stone, and a bowl of soup on the Naihe Bridge.

What happened before life, but after death.

Wu Wanchuan didn't have time to think about this. He hugged Xinhao and ran on the Huangquan Road, shrinking little by little. Seeing the ancient building in front getting closer, Wu Wanchuan was not happy and more uneasy. He was afraid that this road to leaps through the abyss would be broken in the middle, and then he would be in a desperate situation. Thinking of this, Wu Wanchuan's steps were a little faster.

"Huangquan Road, the ancient building in front of me should be Wangxiangtai. Why do I feel that we can never go back again when we continue to move forward?" Xinhao looked at the ancient building that was getting closer and clearer in front of him, and felt uneasy and couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, look at the back. Isn't there still a way? I can go back." Wu Wanchuan pointed back, and Xinhao turned his head and glanced back: "Tell me, where is the way?"

"Isn't it right behind?" Wu Wanchuan turned around and was stunned. There was no way behind. There was only the darkness. He stretched his feet over and explored. Sure enough, there was no way.

"What should I do now?" Wu Wanchuan admitted that this was the first time he encountered such a thing, so why was the road gone? He couldn't figure it out at all.

"Let's take a look at two steps. The ancients were very smart and could design this thing. It seems that there must be something at the end of here, either expensive or meaningful. Otherwise, let's go forward."

"You can't walk back if you don't walk forward, alas, let's go."

"Wait a minute, let me go. It's okay. I feel that I'm recovering. I'll have no problem walking normally."

"Okay" Wu Wanchuan was also tired, so he followed the flow and put Xinhao down.

"Let's go." Xin Hao led the way, Wu Wanchuan followed behind, and the two of them arrived in front of Wangxiangtai.

After careful observation, I found that the Wangxiangtai was built very strangely: it was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with a arched back and a flat line of bowstrings. Except for a stone-level path, the rest were all sword trees, which were very steep.

"Would you like to go up and take a look? I have heard that you can see all continents and all over the world in this Wangxiangtai, but I have never seen it. I saw one today. Although it is fake, I have some ability." Xinhao looked at Wangxiangtai and said with a smile.

"Then let's go up and take a look. I'm not afraid of anything now." After Wu Wanchuan said that, he stepped on the stone road and walked towards the Wangxiang platform.

"It's really interesting." Xinhao followed, neither too fast nor too slow.

The two of them soon arrived at the Wangxiang platform, held the railing above and looked into the distance, and could see the city tower in the distance, which was the gate of hell. Looking closer, the Huangquan Road was gone, and the rest was only endless darkness. Xinhao looked up at the darkness in front of him, and suddenly was stunned. In front of him, something like a mirror gradually appeared in the mirror. What appeared in the mirror was not his face, but all the people he knew, Master Baiyi, Senior Brother, Little Boy, All the senior brothers, Shen Jun, Old Shen, Old Long, Hui Huayu, Tang Fei, Liu Zhida, and Qingcheng.

Tears flowed out of Xinhao's eyes unconsciously, and they slid down their cheeks, dripping onto the stone slabs under their feet.

Xinhao is so happy that he wants to touch and caress those people's faces, but who knows that his hands passed through the mirror and didn't feel anything, and he feels a little disappointed.

For some reason, the images released in the mirror were more about Qingcheng and him, and also about her alone. For some reason, Xinhao felt very uncomfortable in his heart, his breathing became more and more difficult, the person in front of him became more and more blurred, and then he felt a sudden burst of pain on his face: "Who hit me!"

"Who hits you? Look at you like that, have you been infatuated enough? Go down quickly. I don't know what is used here, which can make people fall into a coma, remember the past and present life, and finally make people suffocate to death." Wu Wanchuan blew his hands, it was obvious that he used a lot of force to slap just now.

"No, when I woke up at the end, I saw a couple holding a child in the woman's arms. For some reason, I felt that the child gave me a very familiar feeling." Xinhao gasped heavily, a little incredible. Why did he easily fall into the illusion? Suddenly he remembered the flash of the scene before he woke up, and it felt very warm.

"Oh, that should be when you were a child, and those two were your parents." After Wu Wanchuan said that, he pulled Xinhao down to Wangxiangtai.

"When I was a child, I don't remember what happened when I was a child..." Xin Hao looked up at the darkness above and murmured to himself.

"Okay, let's go, the next stop, Three Lives Stone."

"Well" Xinhao's mood was obviously depressed. This was not a good thing, but Wu Wanchuan had no choice but to pull Xinhao forward.

Not far ahead, there was a faint sound of water, and Wu Wanchuan's eyelids twitched: "Isn't the Forget River in front of me?"

"It's just a name, but until now, we don't know what the ancients were going to do. This is a very terrifying thing."

"Yes, look at the front, a stone and three bridges." Wu Wanchuan pointed to the front, and the Three Lives Stone arrived.

"Next to Naihe Bridge, there is a bluestone. The red characters on the bluestone are like blood. There are four red characters in total. 'Go to the other side'. It's strange that there are no other side flowers on the road to the underworld." Xinhao smiled and walked towards the Three Lives Stone.

"It's not really the way to the underworld, where did the other side of the river come from?"

"I heard that you can see the previous life, this life, the next life, the cause of the previous life, the result of the next life, the fate of the reincarnation, the origin and death of the cause, all on this stone. The debts that should be paid and the love that should be paid are all on this. At that time, I wanted to see the real Three Life Stone in the Underworld, but no one let me see it. It was a rule, so I didn't see it. Now I think that they should have something to hide from me, because they looked at the Three Life." After Xin Hao said that, he put his hand on the bluestone and closed his eyes.

Wu Wanchuan watched from the side, a little worried. He knew something about Xinhao. He was with Xinhao because of his master Baiyi's request. In order to make Xinhao safe and safe, his mission was only completed. Now that he has come here, although it will not be the same as the real Three Lives Stone, the Ewangxiang platform just now gave himself a reminder that the ancients would let you awaken the deepest memories in your heart through illusions, even if someone had ever forgotten you.

Wu Wanchuan finally didn't step forward to interrupt Xinhao. How could he explain to him then? If this kid finds out the truth, he will definitely not be his opponent. He has to stand honestly behind Xinhao, and his eyes swept over the Naihe Bridge from time to time. There seemed to be a black shadow standing there on the bridge, unable to see what it was.

Xinhao saw a lot of things, many things he had never seen before, such as phoenixes, various strange creatures, and the white-haired man in white clothes standing between the world, showing a faint smile. Then, he saw that now, a child was thrown by his parents to the side of the road by his parents. A white-haired man picked him up, touched his little face, and fed him a small piece of cake, looking very happy. As the picture turned, he saw himself, standing in the boundless darkness, surrounded by various strange creatures, exactly the same as the monsters in the first scene he saw. At his feet, his friends were killed and wounded, and the only one who accompanied him to the end was Qingcheng.

Seeing this, Xinhao didn't want to look at it anymore, and forced his eyes to open, but found that he was not next to the Three Lives Stone, but in a sea of ​​red. Xinhao bent down and looked at the red. The red is a flower, a beautiful and fiery red flower. The name of this flower is called the other side. This is the ocean of the other side flower, full of the other side flower.

"What's the trouble with the red shore flower?" Xinhao said just now that there was no red shore flower. Now there are many.

I felt guilty. Xinhao's current performance was when he was at a loss. A voice sounded in the air, a man's voice: "Xinhao, your destiny was chosen by you and it was also the arrangement of God. Go back now and go through the journey well. There is something you want to get."

"What did you get?" Xinhao wanted to ask clearly. Who knew that he wouldn't give him a chance, and Xinhao was really awakened.

"I'm going, what's going on?" Xinhao was still dizzy now, and he didn't understand what had happened just now. He only knew that he wanted to get something, but the place was bigger, where to get it?

"Are you okay?" Wu Wanchuan looked at Xinhao's not in good condition when he woke up, and cared for a moment.

"It's okay, get on the bridge." Xinhao stepped directly onto the bridge among the three bridges, and under the bridge was the surging Forgetful River.

There are three bridges in Naihe Bridge, three bridges span the Wangchuan River. The bridge on the left is red, the middle is black, and the one on the right is black. According to legend, people with great good will walk across the red bridge, and people with half evil and half good will walk in the middle. When people with great evil and evil will walk on the black bridge, they will be blocked by ghosts into the dirty waves under the bridge, bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs, and suffer all their pain.

Wu Wanchuan originally wanted to walk on the bridge on the left, but when he saw Xinhao approaching the bridge in the middle, he had to follow him.

Xinhao went up the bridge and did not walk forward. He stood on the bridge and looked at the black shadow in front. It was a stone statue carved with an old lady. The old lady was holding a bowl of soup in one hand and a lantern with the words "Dao" in the other hand. There was no light inside the lantern.

"A bowl of Mengpo soup on Naihe Bridge, after drinking it, we will enter the cycle of reincarnation and see you again in the next life."

"Naihe Bridge, Mengpo Soup, how many people want to go up to this bridge, drink the soup, forget it, it's hard." Xinhao walked around Mengpo with his hands behind his back, but after walking two steps, he returned. He took out a candle from his pocket, lit it, and inserted it into the lantern. "It's better."

I don’t know what mechanism the lantern is connected to. After Xinhao inserted the candle in a while, he heard a sound of a chime. The song that was ringing was Qu Yuan’s "Nine Songs".

"I didn't expect that the wisdom of the ancients was really unfathomable." With the song, the other end of the bridge gradually lit up, but it was all blue flames, which looked very cunning, but fortunately there was light.

"Senior brother, you can't think of more. Let's cross the bridge first. Let's see the Ten Palaces of Hell." Xinhao walked forward, but who would have thought that there was a voice in the stone statue of Meng Po: "Two boys, are you here to drink soup?"

Xinhao and Wu Wanchuan stopped in place and slowly turned their heads to look at Meng Po's stone statue. For some reason, Meng Po's stone statue laughed, and looked very terrifying under the reflection of the blue flames in front.
Chapter completed!