It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Xiao Huai had long guessed that there must be people from Shura Dao here. After all, didn’t those ghost messengers mention something before?

"Those Shuras wouldn't let so many people reincarnate, otherwise why would they want us to serve wine here?"

Not everyone can pass through the gates of hell.

They don't even have the chance to be reborn.

The so-called function of alcohol is actually to activate human instincts.

When people are born, are they good or evil?

If you can't open your heart and watch it, then let them express themselves.

Xiao Huai's eyes darkened slightly, but only for a moment.

He did not linger, nor did he turn around to look for the source of those gazes.

It was as if those prying eyes had nothing to do with him.

He simply turned and left, walking further and further away in the fog.

The eyes that were staring at him remained where they were, never following him, nor leaving, but just quietly watching his gradually disappearing back.

"He's passed the test, I guess." One of the Shuras narrowed his eyes, watching Xiao Huai's back gradually disappear into the mist, and couldn't help but sigh, "Which one do you think he'll draw? Hey, maybe he can even become our colleague in the future."

The so-called test is nothing more than a test of human nature.

Don't forget one thing, they are already dead.

We have already crossed the Naihe Bridge and the Yellow Springs Road.

In this case, human nature is the key to the test.

If people do good deeds and accumulate virtue before they die, most of them can be successfully reincarnated after death and have the opportunity to be human again.

Only those who passed away prematurely due to natural disasters or man-made calamities, or those who did not accumulate enough blessings and virtues in their lifetime, will be stopped here and face the judgment at this level.

Every test is not only a test of the bottom line of human nature, but also a measure of one’s qualifications for rebirth.

The essence of the test is never to see who can go how far, but to dissect human nature and expose the good and evil hidden in life.

As Shuras, they know this better than anyone else.

Everyone who reaches this level has already lost their mortal status, and even the right to reincarnate is still hanging in the balance.

Everyone has already crossed the Naihe Bridge and set foot on the Yellow Springs Road, but is stuck in this dark and unclear gap.

"It's interesting what human nature becomes when it reaches its limit."

"Yeah." Shura, who spoke earlier, nodded with a smile on his face.

He paused slightly, glancing at his companion with a hint of meaning, "Do you think he still has some humanity left in him, or is he just hiding it?"

"Who knows?"

……

On the foggy bridge, a group of people rushed forward in a panic, stumbling.

Their clothes had long been torn, their bodies were covered in blood, thick blood beads dripped from their fingertips, and every step they took was like struggling in hell.

There was a crazy smile on his face, and it was hard to tell whether it was the joy of victory or the release of despair.

"Hurry! Hurry!" someone shouted hoarsely, but his steps were shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.

They ran desperately, with an almost morbid persistence in their eyes, until a blurry dot of light appeared before their eyes.

That's the light from the street lamp, the street lamp on the platform!

Someone pointed at the light with a trembling finger, and his voice was trembling with the trembling of someone who had just survived a disaster:

"We're here... We're here!"

Their pace quickened, and they finally rushed across the collapsed bridge and stumbled to the ground.

Many people fell to their knees, gasping for breath, and laughed with blood and tears mixed in their eyes.

However, when they raised their eyes, the smile froze on their faces.

Under the street light on the platform, a person was already there, waiting.

His clothes were neat and tidy, and his body was clean, without even a trace of blood, as if the hellish scene on the bridge just now had nothing to do with him.

"He..." someone muttered, eyes filled with shock and confusion, "How come he got here before us..."

Xiao Huai tilted his head slightly, his eyes glancing at the crowd gradually gathering behind him.

The fog has completely dissipated.

They were at a path where the Fog Bridge and the Fogless Bridge intersected.

Bai Xian and Ye Yin also appeared here unknowingly.

Although there were some bloodstains on Bai Xian's body, his expression was calm and his steps were steady, and he did not look embarrassed at all.

There were still traces of blood on his fingertips, as if they were stained casually, and there was a lingering smile on his face.

In comparison, Ye Yin was almost clean. He stood next to Bai Xian with his arms folded.

Those who arrived from the Mistless Bridge were much more numerous, but completely lifeless.

Everyone had a dead expression on their face and their eyes were empty, as if they had lost their soul.

They walked heavily to the station, without communicating with each other, just standing there woodenly, not knowing what had happened before.

Bai Xian's eyes swept between the survivors of the Misty Bridge and the crowd of the Fogless Bridge. He raised his hand, glanced at the dried blood on his fingertips, wiped it thoughtfully, and his tone was full of undisguised sarcasm:

"Ye Yin, it seems that the people over there are much more interesting. I really want to see it with my own eyes."

Ye Yin glanced at him sideways and said lazily: "You guys are not bad over there, but this should be all thanks to you."

Bai Xian chuckled softly, without refuting, and just casually shook his sleeves.

When the bridge behind them completely collapsed, those who were only a few meters away from the finish line still could not escape their fate.

The sound of the surging sea echoed in their ears, announcing that their end would be death.

So cold and ruthless that it's suffocating.

The light on the platform gradually shone down, and the road ahead finally became visible.

However, when they saw the road clearly, they all gasped.

It was a road paved with Buddha statues.

Densely packed Buddha statues cover the entire ground. Each statue is lifelike, with a solemn and compassionate face, gazing at everyone who passes by.

The road seemed extremely narrow, and every step seemed to be under the gaze of a god, which was daunting.

"How... do we get through this?" someone whispered, his voice trembling with a deep sense of uneasiness.

But suddenly, a distant flute sound was heard.

They looked towards the source of the sound.

The bone whistle in Xiao Huai's hand automatically flew in front of him.

A distant music sounded, and the low and solemn melody echoed in the air, like a Buddhist chant from ancient times.

As the music sounded, the Buddha statues covering the ground began to slowly disperse to both sides, revealing a wide road.

This scene stunned everyone. Their originally frightened expressions turned into complete disbelief.

Xiao Huai raised his eyes, then took a step forward and walked onto the road separated by the Buddha statue.

Is this the key to the six realms of reincarnation that those two mentioned?

Seeing this, others followed suit.

But theirs...seems a little different.