Twilight Ghost

Chapter 17 The Infinite Hell

At the end of the cave is a sea of ​​bright red flowers, and the Bianhua flowers that bloom to Tumi extend to the dark sky. There is only a path paved with white stones at the foot. Hua Rong stepped on it and found that it was not a stone at all, but a human skull.Ghosts howled all the way, and there were screaming ghosts everywhere. From time to time, pale and swollen arms stretched out from under their feet, holding Hua Rong's ankles to pull them down. Hua Rong swung a knife to cut off the skinny arms. , settled down, and continued to move forward.

I don't know how long I walked, but gradually I could hear the sound of water flowing. Hua Rong looked up and saw a turbid blood-colored river flowing through the sea of ​​flowers. There was a haggard old man sitting on the bank of the river. When he saw someone coming, the old man was enthusiastic. He greeted: "Young man, I will ferry you."

Hua Rong got into his boat and rowed downstream. The river kept crying. He wanted to look down, but the old man stopped him.

"Don't look, don't listen, Wangchuan River can't see through."

There is an old wooden bridge over the river, the bridge is covered with moss, and the fools with dull eyes walk across the bridge to reincarnate on the other side.

Hua Rong didn't go up. After getting off the boat, he followed the direction guided by Bi'an Hua and walked straight forward.

The front is getting darker and darker, and the will-o'-the-wisps are also clamoring wantonly, and the weird laughter continues one after another, crying for grievances, crying for love, the voices are intertwined, making people feel creepy.

Suddenly a candlelight flashed, and then two, three, tens of thousands of candlelights surrounded Hua Rong. He looked around and saw a name written on each pale candle, some of which were quite complete, some Some are already half burned, some are going out, but will soon be replaced by another candle with a name on it.

This is the place that is in charge of the lifespan of mortals. Even if ordinary people come here, they will definitely want to see how long their own branch is, but Hua Rong has no intention of looking for it, so he continues to walk forward.

The place where the eight-headed ghost spiders are rampant is a dusty library.

Hua Rong walked very carefully, carefully reading the signs on the top floor of each bookcase. The signs were written in characters of various dynasties. He couldn't understand them all, but he could probably know that all the history from ancient times had been written. Recorded here, every mortal dies, the details of his family, his dynasty, and the various institutions he was in will be recorded here.Here are eight-headed ghost spiders who are more dedicated than human historians. They can't spin silk or spin webs, but their sharp claws can draw ravines on green bamboo slips. There are only two kinds of people in this world who can see them. The words above, the first is the Lord of the Underworld, and the second is its predestined person.

Hua Rong suddenly felt a little uneasy, if the predestined person chosen by the Green Bamboo Letter was not him, then even if he came here, it would be a waste of time.

Soon he found a familiar text from the huge strange symbols, the Tujin script. This bookcase contained all the history of the Tujin nation.

He pulled out a scroll from the top floor, but he didn't know how to make the words on it appear. Fortunately, the wound on his hand hadn't healed when he entered the door, and the dark red blood rubbed on the slips, and the words appeared miraculously.

Hua Rong was overjoyed, pulled out the knife to cut open the wound, carefully smeared the blood on the bamboo slips, and read the contents of the first volume.

After reading, he put the scroll of bamboo slips into his arms, then opened the next few volumes and read on.

The volume tells that after Zhulu left Peacock Spirit, he met a woman named Liluo.

It was a hunter of the Tujin clan. At that time, Zhulu had just repelled the monsters, and his vitality had not yet recovered, so he could only turn into a unicorn. The girl thought it was some rare beast, and chased him for more than ten miles, exhausting him Do everything and become the prey in Li Luo's hands.

Because she didn't know what he was, Li Luo didn't dare to kill him all the time, and kept eating and drinking. Suddenly, one day the fierce Qilin turned into a handsome young man, and told her with a smile that his name was Zhulu. It is the god of war sent by the emperor of heaven to subdue evil spirits.

The two lived like this for a while, and Liluo told Zhulu that Tujin was cursed by the Emperor of Heaven and could only live to be 20 years old. If he could go to the Emperor of Heaven to intercede for her people, she would be grateful for the rest of her life.

So Zhulu went to find the Emperor of Heaven. Since he had life, the Emperor of Heaven has almost responded to his request, and he was a little complacent and arrogant, but when he suddenly made such a request and was rejected, Zhulu was furious, and directly broke into the underworld to burn all the candles representing the lifespan of mortals. They all interrupted, and kicked over Po Meng's pot of yellow soup. The troublemaker had to go to the Emperor of Heaven to complain. , making the world restless.

What's more troublesome is that the Tujin people, with the backing of the God of War, became even more lawless. They remembered that they were driven to this borderland by the Han people, so they took revenge and killed the Han people when they saw them. , even more troublesome than when monsters haunted.

In desperation, the Heavenly Emperor assembled the gods who bestowed the soul of Zhulu back then, and directly attacked his vital points, almost knocking him out of his wits.

At this moment, the peacock and bird demon who was left in the twilight snowland by the deer came to the side of the gods, bowed his head and bowed, and after doing enough courtesy, he said: "Emperor of Heaven, I am a demon. Although I am humble, I know a truth. We only gave Zhulu the soul, but did not give him a heart, he will not love, let alone be grateful, you use violence to control violence, you can only let him destroy, but you cannot make him repent."

The Emperor of Heaven nodded his approval, but he still asked in a long tone: "In your opinion, how should I make him repent?"

"I would like to give him a heart." As he said that, the humble bird demon drew the dagger from the sleeve arrow and stabbed it into his chest.

Seeing this, Hua Rong felt a little dizzy. After all, he is a mortal, and the excessive blood loss is not what this kind of body can bear. Besides, the hour is almost up, so he quickly bandaged the wound and escaped from the underworld in a hurry.

When he arrived in the human world, Guiyu's seal on yang energy was about to expire. The lonely ghosts chased him to the entrance of the cave, and they all rushed towards him with wry smiles. Hua Rong was still weak and staggered and fell. He fell to the ground, watching the ferocious hands scratching at his face.

Suddenly a golden light shot into the sky, and I saw Abbot Jing Kong standing in the center of the ghosts holding a Zen staff. In an instant, the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves disappeared, and the cave returned to a dead silence.

Hua Rong got up and thanked the abbot, then slowly followed him back to the temple, and left the next day.

Hua Rong didn't write anything about the curse of the Twilight Snow Realm in Hua Rong's notes, so Hua Chongming couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, put the yellow paper aside, lay down on the chair and complained: "What, Dad, you are still playing with me. "

Bai Ze laughed loudly, and asked the old abbot again: "Baldy donkey, you mortals are mortals, your brains are so rigid that you can't open the door to the ghost world without 800 head sacrifices?"

"The flower benefactor has praised the benefactor's ability in front of the old monk more than once, saying that the benefactor is omnipotent in heaven and earth, and can open the gate of the ghost world without 800 heads, so the old monk has always wanted to see the benefactor's ability with his own eyes."

"Oh~" Bai Ze pulled the tune very long, with an expression of "I understand", he tugged at his long gray beard and said, "To put it bluntly, you don't believe that I am better than you, and you are hypocritical and don't want to ask me for advice." , That's why I used a radical method, trying to see if I'm bragging?"

"Amitabha, the monks are merciful, the benefactor is too worried, I just don't believe that the benefactor has the supernatural power to enter and exit the underworld."

"You... old bald donkey, don't underestimate your uncle Bai!" As he spoke, Bai Ze raised his chin and said to Hua Chongming, "Go, I will take you for a walk tomorrow, you can watch whatever you want What, you can watch it for as long as you want, I want that bald donkey to see, Master Bai's supernatural powers are not blown out, hum!"

After saying that, he strayed away and walked out the door, and yelled at Jie An who had been guarding the door: "Go and tidy up the room and come out, don't dawdle as fast as you can!"

Seeing him walk away, Hua Chongming happily jumped up three feet high, grabbed Abbot Jingkong's hand and shook it vigorously: "Thank you master, thank you master! Fortunately, my letter arrived first, so you let me use such a provocative method. I finally tricked him and made him promise to take me to the ghost world!"

The abbot still made a Buddha ceremony, and respectfully said: "Amitabha, I also hope that you can fulfill your father's last wish, find a way to break the curse as soon as possible, and save the people in the Twilight Snow Realm from suffering."

"By the way, Master, isn't my father still alive when he came out of the ghost world? Then, why did the groom go back alone, but unfortunately he died?"

"The old man's cultivation is limited, so he can only use ghost jade to protect the donor's safety for an hour. He didn't find the secret about the Twilight Snow Realm when he went to the ghost world for the first time, and he promised the old man not to kill any more, so the second time, he found it White Pond."