Bone

Chapter 119

After a person dies, the three souls return to the underworld, and the seven souls mourn.

Yin Qi is like a stream of water, bubbling in the air, like a cool breeze.Slender-stemmed red flowers bathed in it, blooming flamboyantly, and suddenly the ground was broken into red by the rushing figures.

Sanjiu stopped her tears, and lay quietly on Tan Fengyue's shoulders, her round eyes that were red and swollen from crying were narrowed, vigilantly peeping at all the gloomy scenes around her, she didn't feel frightened even when she saw the phantoms of ghosts , only silently retracted a little more into Xianjun's arms.

Living in the underworld, even an immortal is inevitably limited, and there are very few spells that can be used. Fortunately, he has traveled to the underworld more than ten times in his past, and he knows where to look...

Tan Fengyue tightly pursed her lips, hugged Sanjiu exhausted flower sea with ease, walked across Luoyang Port, managed Fengdu City, rushed across Naihe Bridge, and went straight to Homesickness Ridge next to Dead Soul Mountain——

Homesick Ridge has a strange shape, as if a mountain has been turned upside down. There is a stone ladder going up vertically. The lower part can only allow two people to pass side by side. The higher it is, the wider it is. Looking at the hometown at a glance, it is crowded with dead souls holding white flags and looking at the world from a distance.

I don't know what's going on, but in the distance, there seems to be a lot of errands in a hurry, crowded together in a noisy crowd, and the number of dead souls on the lookout platform seems to be much more than when they came back a few times ago, bustling and pushing each other Saying that, the white banner that recorded the mistakes of the past in his hand almost got mixed together, and there was also a loud cry.

A shackle who was maintaining order held the list in his hand, looked anxiously at the chaotic place in the distance, then looked back impatiently and kicked away a strand of ghosts that almost squeezed himself, and scolded: "Don't push! Don't squeeze!"

If Lord Yama hadn't gone to the Heavenly Palace three days ago and didn't return, how could the Yin Division cause troubles everywhere, and the ghosts of the dead could not enter the palace to be judged, so Wangxiangtai is so full of souls...!

Annoyed why he was put on such a hard job, he spat on the ground angrily, and threatened anxiously: "If you don't obey the order again, I will make you look good when Lord Yama comes back!"

As soon as the ruthless words came out of his mouth, he was hit hard on the back again—in an instant, his heart was aroused, and as soon as he shook the halberd in his hand, he turned around and was about to attack, but his angry face changed instantly after he saw the person coming. Shocked: "...the wind messenger?! How, how..."

I haven't seen him for decades, why is he here again!Hastily suppressed his irritability, and replaced it with a full smile, he said: "... I wonder how the wind messenger is doing recently?"

How could Tan Fengyue have the time to greet him, she pursed her lips in response, her eyes hurriedly passed by the faces of the dead souls, but she didn't find the face she was thinking about, a heart that was beating too fast couldn't help but gradually Sinking, as if about to fall to the bottom of the valley.

After many years, seeing him still looking anxiously for someone, Yin Cha secretly groaned in his heart, with a sad expression on his face, and said a little stammeringly: "This, hasn't it been said a thousand times, the earth There is no such thing as 'Qin Nianjiu' in the mansion—"

Tan Fengyue turned around and snatched the list from his hand.

"Wind Messenger!" The list was taken away, and Yin Cha's face suddenly became anxious, and he said in a panic: "This is the list of the dead, only Lord Yama can read it, the wind makes you—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the wind messenger had already opened the directory, and he couldn't help turning his eyes dark: "..."

In the blink of an eye, Tan Fengyue turned the list to three days ago with a cold face.Unsurprisingly, a long list of familiar elder names came into view, the ink color was still fresh, and at the end, there was indeed the word "Qin Nianjiu".

Also caught a glimpse of those three ink characters, Yin Chai's eyes widened in astonishment: "This, how could it be?"

...Then Qin Nianjiu, didn't he die 67 years ago?

But no one could explain it to him.Tan Fengyue lowered her eyes slightly, her face was calm, but she stroked the row of names tremblingly with her fingertips, Ying Xinhui, Xie Minglang, Zhang Ke, Pang Yuan... Fu Qi'an, Qin Nianjiu—

Suddenly, with his fingertips sliding over, many names on the list and the word "Qin Nianjiu" at the end suddenly began to fade and become transparent. Tan Fengyue withdrew her hand as if she had been scalded, and looked up at Yin Cha, The cold voice asked: "What's the meaning of this?!"

This is... the meaning that the soul has dissipated!

Yin Cha was startled in his heart, his face was extremely ugly for a moment, how could he dare to tell the truth, he trembled and didn't know how to answer, but suddenly he heard a desolate voice answering for him: "I'm afraid it's... the soul has dissipated I mean..."

Suddenly, several people turned their heads to look, only to see that the speaker was actually Elder Xinhui, and standing behind him were also a few familiar faces of the sect.

Unlike the black and white staggered black and white banners in the hands of the dead souls, the white banners in Xinhui's hands are very clean, with only a black streak on it, pressed against the plain white bottom of the banners, it looks a bit dazzling on the contrary.

It is only now that I have seen the crime flag in my hand, and I realize what kind of mistake I made back then. I acted rashly without knowing the whole thing, and helped the evildoer to kill the Guanshi disciple by mistake, and made a fool for the tiger——

It has been three days since the soul entered the underworld, but the number of dead souls has not increased sharply, so it is known that Qin Xianzun did not commit the act of destroying the world in the end... Elder Xinhui sighed softly, and bowed respectfully to Tan Fengyue Give a gift: "Talk about the immortal."

How much apology, how much regret, all melted into these three words.

The elders at the side folded up the flags of guilt in their hands in shame, not wanting to show him.

The matter has been up to now, and the grievances and grievances have been settled by that person himself, so what's the use of talking about merits and demerits.Tan Fengyue looked at the dead souls of the elders with no expression, her lips were slightly pale, she only grasped Xinhui and asked, "What do you mean... the soul has dissipated?"

"..." Taking a breath as if he couldn't bear it, Xinhui shifted his gaze to the list of the dead, and said slowly: "The old man and these fellow disciples lingered on this Wangxiangtai for three days, but they didn't see him." The rest of the dozens of elders who were in Jucang that day...you can tell from the description that we all chose to explode and died on that day..."

In response to his words, the remaining elders nodded one after another: "It is true."

Bloody enmity, in such a situation, I also know that Qin Xianzun can't let the rest of the people go, especially Yu Tian... It turned out that Qin Xianzun threatened the lives of the common people that day, and actually gave them the final choice——

Thinking of this, Xinhui inevitably sighed deeply again, and continued: "The names and taboos of the elders who were in Jucang that day are all recorded in this list. I just saw you caressing this list just now, except for me. After waiting for these few people, the names of the remaining people faded away, such as Ming Lang, Zhan Ke... Fu Qi'an, that is, the sky. Presumably those who were killed by Qin Xianzun have all lost their souls - if so, then Qin Xianzun..."

"..."

The more I listened to him, the lower my heart sank, feeling dazed and aching.There is no need to ask any more questions, the expression on the face of Yin Cha has already confirmed Xinhui's statement.

Tan Fengyue swayed unobservably, even though she already had the same conjecture in her heart, she still refused to believe it as if she was deceiving her, subconsciously opened her mouth to refute, Sanjiu, who had been hiding behind him and listening timidly, finally finally Unable to restrain himself, he shouted loudly: "Then there must be a turning point!"

Tears welled up in a pair of round eyes again, and they piled up in the eye sockets, but they didn't want to let these sect people laugh at them.He stood on tiptoe, poked his finger on the directory as if venting his anger, and cried in a crying voice: "Open your old eyes and look carefully! The ghosts are not like them...their names are completely invisible Now, there is still a faint shadow of Ghost Lord's name, so!...so there must be a solution!"

He turned his back and faced Tan Fengyue, tears finally fell presumptuously, "Xianjun! Xianjun, you have a way, right?! It's just heaven and earth! We searched all over the underworld, isn't there eighteen floors? What! Who knows where the ghost is hiding, just waiting for us to find him——He said first, the underworld can wait for people!... If it doesn’t work, let’s go back to the world to look for it, and then go to the sky!——Mr. Can... woo..."

...Fortunately, there is this little devil by his side, who can cry to make him cry, call him to cry, tell what is in his heart, so that he will not collapse and lose his composure, so that he can maintain his last sliver of calmness.At the moment when Sanjiu couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears, Tan Fengyue decisively tore off the paper page with Qin Nianjiu's name on it, threw the list one by one, and threw it back to the errand—at the same time grabbing Qin Nianjiu's name. caught his collar.

Whether it is a fairy or a human or a ghost, if the soul is still there after death, they will all return to the underworld, and this Wangxiang Terrace is the place where the soul of the dead must pass...Yin Chai, Xinhui and others have never seen it before. Qin Nianjiu...

Not wanting to wander about "the soul has dissipated" at all, only thinking about one possibility, Tan Fengyue stared coldly at the ghost, and said coldly: "The border of the underworld, as a place to distribute sacrifices." Used, where exactly?"

"Intersection, intersection?" He was caught off guard by his sudden movement and was startled. He clutched his neckline tightly, and answered with trembling teeth, "But, is it the intersection of Yin and Yang? There is only yellow spring water there." Kongliu, no one ever goes there!"

Fearing that the surly ancestor in front of him would tear himself alive if he didn't go his way, he swallowed hard, and tried to persuade him earnestly: "Wind messenger! There are differences between the three realms. It's not compatible, if you stay for a long time, I'm afraid that the wind will hurt the fairy body, and the wind will make you... you should go back quickly!"

But Tan Fengyue just turned a deaf ear and squeezed him tighter, repeating each word in a cold voice: "The junction."

"Yes! Yes..." I really didn't know why he insisted on asking that place, but I flinched for a while, so I had to tell the truth: "Jiao, Junction is really the intersection of Yin and Yang, a piece of land where the Yellow Spring originates, and there is no access It can be reached... But! But! I think that if you swim against the Yellow Spring and cross the intersection of the Yellow Spring, you may be able to..."

Paying attention to the subtle expression changes on Feng Shi's face, he complained endlessly in his heart, paused for a while, lowered his voice a little, and said in a low voice: "It's just... just... that place is really special, if Lord Yama didn't let you go, we'll wait for you." It's really hard to get in..."

Seeing that the expression on Fengshi's face turned colder, he couldn't help shaking his whole body again, and said with a bitter face: "I really didn't lie to Fengshi! The place where yin and yang intersect is the place where life and death meet. If, if I It's fine to wait for the ghost, maybe you can break in, but the wind makes you not a person in the underworld even though you are a fairy body..." He closed his eyes and turned his heart, and raised his voice as if death was at home: "It's like water. Oil is insoluble, so no matter what, you can’t get there!”

"..."

There was silence, and the fingers pinched on his lapel also took off a little bit of strength, but he didn't see Feng Shi making further troubles, Yin Cha carefully squinted his eyes to peek, but found that unexpectedly, Feng Shi didn't see anything on his face. Lost and desperate, a pair of golden pupils lit up a little instead.

In the same way, Xinhui, who was listening silently and quietly, had a trace of looseness on his face: Heaven and earth will not tolerate those who have fallen into demons.But this "place where life and death meet" is like a crack, not in the heaven and the earth, maybe it is possible to keep a wisp of Qin Xianzun's remnant soul!

... But just now, the errand master also said that immortals and ghosts are two different things, so how should I go to find them?

Far from being as bright as Xinhui, he still has time to think about it... Others may not know, but he still remembers how absurd Fengshi's actions were decades ago, even the Lord Yan Luo didn't pay attention... Seeing his bright eyes, he felt terrified, and he didn't know what kind of crooked plans he had, and with a sad face, he persuaded him half-pleadingly: "The wind makes..."

Tan Fengyue didn't respond, she just let go of the skirt in her hand suddenly, and looked at Sanjiu who was weeping in a blink of an eye.

With just one glance, it was clear that he had made a decision in his heart, Sanjiu immediately said: "I'll go together!"

Didn't I already say that immortals are absolutely unable to enter the borderland?Why... You must know that letting Feng Shi trespass into the Yin Division is already a crime against their guards. If this ancestor is allowed to make some troubles, I'm afraid he will be doomed!Yincha was flustered for a moment, stretched out his hand nervously to stop him, and wanted to persuade him again, but then he was dumbfounded, and was shocked to see that Fengshi used the silver fan as a blade without hesitation, and cut himself cleanly. wrist.

Sanjiu exclaimed, even Xinhui showed surprise on his face, and then fell silent again.

It was as if the white jade had just cracked, and blood emerged, winding down, like strands of red thread hanging down on the wrist, pulling away the vitality bit by bit.

Let the yin qi all around scramble to get into the wound, Tan Fengyue just lowered her eyes as if she didn't feel the pain at all, and said calmly: "Immortals, who are enshrined by the fairy palace's salary, can live forever. Immortality...is it just the boundary between life and death, why can't I go?"

Just count the time...

The wrist veins were scratched, but it was only a little pain, of course he could bear it, but he couldn't wait for a moment.

Shengsheng pushed himself into a situation where life and death were close, Tan Fengyue lightly pursed her lips that were gradually losing color, and ignored the complex elders with different complexions. go--

Behind him, there was another low sigh full of brilliance and bitterness.