Editor’s note: Nanke Yimeng, the hurt of the soul, the trip to the underworld, the woman is melancholy. When I woke up, everything was the same, except that the thunder roared and the flowers withered.
The wind is cool, and the cold sound is sad. I lifted my heavy head and opened my dim eyes. Before my eyes, green smoke was rising, waiting to disperse: the word “underworld” was brilliant When I caught my eye, I mumbled: “This is the netherworld? Oh, am I dead?” I looked around, and it was pitch black. In an instant, a blue light appeared and hung above the door marked with the word netherworld. I thought: Since you are dead, let’s go in. Just stepping forward, a voice came from the upper hand: Mortals stayed. I stopped and saw a dark shadow from blur to clear: his heart shuddered. He had a bull face, a human body, a height of 1.5 meters, holding a steel fork, and standing in front of me. I smiled bitterly: “Why does Big Brother Niu say that I am a mortal?”
“There are not many to say so much, let’s go, this won’t take in.” After saying that, he put the steel fork across and blocked it. In front of me. Smile again: “No matter the heavens and the earth, the yin and yang subordinates, there is always power, right? I, I have to enter, whether it is life or death.” Then, feeling a force to beat the dantian, I looked at the body of Big Brother Niu. Fall down.
In the underworld, there is only night. Every few steps, there is a blue light, the light is faintly panting, and I panting, and then from time to time there will be a sharp cry or two. I shrink my clothes, and my heart feels cold for a while. However, there is always an obsession that tells me that I must enter.
“Come on, pedestrians, have a bowl of soup.” Hearing the sound, I approached, and an elderly mother-in-law brought a bowl of soup in front of me “Drink, Child” I saw her trembling hands shake the full soup out of the bowl, and then I smiled: “This is Meng Po soup, which is also Yangshui. Can I forget it when I drink it?” “Forget it, just to make you recreate it.” At the beginning, reduce the pain of the previous life, but, child, you are a mortal, accidentally hurt the bull god, accidentally entered the underworld, committed a heinous crime, drink this soup, forget it, and return to the dream.” Meng Po pushed the soup into my hand.
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Smile, push away the soup “Don’t drink, thank you” and got up, accidentally caught a glimpse of a sea of blood-colored flowers, flowers on the other side, and a lonely sentimental feeling in my heart, goodbye .
Behind him, there were waves of sighs: “Hey, there is another passionate child who is obsessed with it. It’s against the sky, it’s hard to escape…”
I waited and watched on the Naihe Bridge, people walking in a hurry, saying: “In the next life, you can do what you want in this life, but what do you want to do in the next life? People will never be content. “Sighing softly, I walked backwards towards the Naihe Bridge. While walking slowly and blindly, I felt that I was suddenly surrounded by red light. I stopped my feet, and when I looked up, I found myself standing in front of the gate of “Hades Palace”. The light that surrounds me is the red ghost fire floating on the door. Now that it is here, it is unnecessary to be afraid, so I can only bite the bullet and walk in. Because it’s too dim inside, I can’t see the layout, but I can see