no soul

The bony hand tightly grasped the woman's blue wrist, not giving in.

Her bloodshot eyeballs stared at Wan Guchuan, her blue face was shriveled and emaciated, covered with corpse spots, and shrouded in death.

Wan Guchuan looked down at her.Not dodging or dodging, his eyes were as cold as knives, as if warning, as if threatening.

Lin Hong was dumbfounded watching Wan Guchuan grab the female ghost's wrist.

The woman's eyeballs suddenly turned violently, and she let out a series of sharp screams, and then she disappeared.

Wan Guchuan's hand clenched into a fist, catching nothing.

"Are you crazy??" Lin Hong panicked and pulled his sleeve to see his hand.

Dare to catch a female ghost, is there any corpse poison or something? ?Will be cursed? ?

Kong Lingxuan was next to him, completely confused about the situation of these two people.

"It's okay." Wan Guchuan looked at him in a hurry, a little...cute, his eyes fell on Lin Hong's forehead...

Can I kiss...

"Show me, it's crazy!" Lin Hong's hand wrapped around his wrist.

Wan Guchuan froze.Withdrawing his hand, "I'm really fine, now the question is, are you okay?"

"She didn't even touch me, what's the matter?" Lin Hong said, "Show me your hand."

"Don't tease me."

The two were still chattering.

"vomit!"

The dizziness came up again, and Kong Lingxuan couldn't help retching.

Wan Guchuan: "..."

Lin Hong: "..."

"No...sorry, you guys continue...vomit!"

Wan Guchuan: "..."

Lin Hong: "..."

Unable to resist, Wan Guchuan stretched out his hand to show him.

Lin Hong watched.

The fingers are slender, so pretty...ah no, there's nothing unusual about them.

But Lin Hong still felt uneasy. The female ghost should be the fiancée mentioned by Kong Lingxuan. She should have died suddenly before and ran on his back...

What do you mean by asking yourself to "save him"?Is the order to save Kong announced in a shipwreck?But how did she know that she could save him... It's so evil.

Wan Guchuan even confronted her...

what to do...

Lin Hong lowered his eyes, and found that his purse was emitting a golden light... what is it.

As soon as he touched it, he remembered that it was Hu Zhan's golden amulet!He carried it with him all the time.

Is the glow due to the appearance of the female ghost?That seems to be working.

Lin Hong hooked out the amulet, and threw it into Wan Guchuan's pocket while he was not paying attention.

"Two!" A person blocked their way.

The two of them stopped and looked over.

A handsome young man stood in front of them.

Slightly curly hair, a writing brush resting behind the ear, loose clothes, stained with a lot of ink, a pair of long scrolls in his hand, and a writing brush between his fingers.

The young man smiled, "Hello! My name is Tang Heng, and I'm a painter!"

"Hello!" Lin Hong greeted, "What's the matter?"

Tang Heng rubbed his ears embarrassingly, "Well... I've been paying attention to you two for a long time, but I just think that you are a dragon and a phoenix... May you allow me to draw a picture for you?"

These words are very touching.

Lin Hong laughed out his canine teeth when he heard this, "No problem." He looked at Wan Guchuan.

Wan Guchuan said: "Let's draw."

"How to do it?" Lin Hong asked him.

"Ah, no trouble, no trouble, just stand like this!"

Tang Heng took the pen in his hand and began to draw on the scroll. While drawing, he looked up at the two of them. After a while, he put the pen in his mouth again, took down the pen behind his ear and continued to paint.

"Is the painting finished?" Lin Hong couldn't hold on anymore.

"It's coming soon!"

"It's done!" Tang Heng held the scroll in both hands and admired it with a satisfied smile.

"Show me quickly." Lin Hong walked over, took it over and looked at it, his eyes lit up immediately, and he was amazed, "You really deserve to be a painter, this brushwork is so vivid."

Wan Guchuan leaned over and took a look: "…………………"

Is this a picture of them?This... it's just vaguely discernible that they are two people...

He raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Hong, seeing his face full of sincere admiration...

This... I'm afraid I'm blind...

Tang Heng said with undisguised pride, "Isn't it? My parents still don't let me paint!"

"Oh?" Lin Hong looked at him.

"To be honest... let's be honest, they want me to take the imperial examination, honor my ancestors, and feel proud, but I want to be a painter!" Tang Heng said.

Lin Hong was stunned.

This... the situation is somewhat familiar...

Tang Heng put the pen behind the other ear, "So, I ran away from home! I hid in the South China Sea to paint! Let's see what they can do to me!"

"Ah..." Lin Hong said, "Painting is pretty good, but you are gone, so why don't they die in a hurry?"

Tang Heng said indignantly, "If you die in a hurry, you should die in a hurry. Painting is the love of my life. You don't know how they stopped me. I often think that if I don't paint, I will die!"

Lin Hong didn't speak anymore.

"Oh, I just laughed. Thank you both!" Tang Heng smiled, put away the scroll, saluted, and walked into the crowd.

Lin Hong looked at his back.

Jumping with joy, full of vitality.

But the ship sank.

This passionate life was lost.

It was because his parents stopped him from stepping on this ship...

How much his parents should blame themselves, how remorseful, and how heartbroken they should be when they learned of his death...

Lin Hong didn't dare to think anymore...

Wan Guchuan looked at him and said, "Don't worry, you are different from him."

Lin Hong looked at him and smiled, "Got it."

The smile is like a bright moon in his arms.

But what is hidden in the smile? ……have no choice?besides……

Wan Guchuan wanted to hug him.

There is nothing wrong with walking around on the deck.The two could only go back to the room.

late at night.

The building boat returned to silence again and sailed into the golden river bend.The blood-colored sky moaned silently.

The endless flow of people is slowly moving towards the endless distance.

Lin Hong lay on the window and watched the flow of people below, "So there really is reincarnation..."

Before he came here, "Reincarnation" was just an illusory shadow to him that he didn't need to think about.

"Hey, Sufeng," Lin Hong turned his head to look at Wan Guchuan, "What do you think you were in your previous life?"

Wan Guchuan hung his coat on the hanger, "I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

Lin Hong said seriously, "I think I must have been a fox in my previous life."

Wan Guchuan said: "So are you going to be a profiteer?"

Lin Hong: "..."

"No! All I do is conscience business."

Wan Guchuan sat on the side of the bed facing him, holding his wristband, "Then why?"

"It's a fox, and then choked to death while eating mice, that's why I've been so afraid of mice all my life, ah no, I hate mice." Lin Hong showed a "it must be like this" expression.

Wan Guchuan: "..."

"Foxes are not the only ones who eat mice." Wan Guchuan unbuttoned his wristband.

Lin Hong collapsed on his bed, "Don't worry about me, I just want to be a fox, a fox looks good."

Wan Guchuan put the wristband on the table.

That's right, I was a fox in my previous life, but in this life I'm... a cloud.

Wan Guchuan wanted to laugh.

The candles were extinguished, and the room sank into darkness and silence.

After a while, Lin Hong spoke again, "Sufeng, are you asleep?"

Wan Guchuan ignored him.

The room was quiet again, so quiet that Wan Guchuan thought he would never speak again.

Lin Hong: "Tell me, where are they going and what do they look like? Can they really go there?"

"..."

Lin Hong: "Well, I also think it will be a pretty scary place."

Wan Guchuan: "..."... "Also"?

"I really want to see it." Lin Hong turned over.

Wan Guchuan said: "I saw it the day I died."

"I knew you weren't asleep," Lin Hong turned over again, "Hey...I want to watch it now, I'm so curious."

Wan Guchuan: "Sleep, I have it in my dream."

Lin Hong: "..."

"Help!"

"Help!"

"Help! Is there anyone!"

Wan Guchuan was awakened by a woman's cry for help, and he listened to the source of the sound.

It's outside in the corridor.

"Who will save me!"

"It's so painful!"

"Help!"

Go check it out, maybe there's a clue.

Wan Guchuan put on his coat, tied his belt, and picked up the sword on the table.

Standing at the door and looking back at Lin Hong, seeing that he hadn't woken up, he pushed the door open and went out.

The lacquered wood corridor was dark, all the carved wooden doors were tightly closed, the chandelier on the wall "creaked" and swayed with the faint candlelight, and the light and shadow rolled back and forth.

"Save me!"

"help me!"

The woman's voice was painful and sharp, resounding in the dark corridor, it was frighteningly desolate.

Wan Guchuan stopped in front of the door at the end of the corridor.

The sound came from inside.

Wan Guchuan stretched out his hand and pushed open the door.

In an instant, the wind blows towards us!

Wan Guchuan's mofa danced wildly with his clothes.

Couldn't keep my eyes open at all.

Gangfeng also carried a strong smell of blood.

Open your eyes again.

There is an open, flat hilly wasteland for thousands of miles, with undulating exposed rocks, without any life, stretching to the end of the sky.

The world is open and full of blood, and the boundary line stirs the chaos of life and death, and the absurdity of truth and illusion.

The lava snaked across the texture of the rocky ground, bit by bit eating away at the blood-colored bare rock.

Looking thousands of miles away, it is like a bright pulse, surging on the red skin.

Desolate and tragic.

——The ghostly river of blood and fire.

Thousands of ghosts cry together, wailing and calling for help are mixed together, and the howling of the wind comes from endless circles, shaking between heaven and earth.

It also makes people feel awe of life and death for no reason.

In the distance, golden water flows to meet the lava.

When two people meet each other, the water immediately boils and thick steam rises, making the edge more hazy and illusory.

Wan Guchuan saw the black crowd coming from the end of the world, passing through the vast mist.

Haohaotangtang, along with the golden water flow, slowly presses down along the blood-colored bare rock.

The flow of people seen on the boat - those undead, came here.

Is this the land of reincarnation?

So desolate and terrifying?

Wan Guchuan looked back.

The door to come is gone, replaced by a sea of ​​lava that can't be seen, with bubbles blowing in and out, steaming hot air wrapped in a strong wind, impenetrable, trying to sweep everything in.

The air was dry and hot.

Tens of thousands of dead people are still coming here.

The bloody ground was covered with black heads, but there were so many people that no sound of footsteps could be heard.

The crowd slowly approached Wan Guchuan.

His face was pale and his eyes were blurry.

Wan Guchuan was just about to pass through the crowd, but stopped again, holding the hilt of his sword.

Because the flow of people in front of him stopped in unison, tens of thousands of gray and lax eyes looked at him.

"Sheng, soul, don't, enter." An old voice said slowly.

The surrounding screams and crying suddenly became sharp and noisy!

The flow of people in front of me started to riot!

Behind him was the scorching lava, and in front of him was the impenetrable undead, baring their fangs and steel claws, furious and ready to go.

Wan Guchuan looked into the distance, his eyes couldn't get past the dense crowd of heads, and he couldn't see through the bloody sky.

It's not that he hasn't experienced such a single-handed fight, but now, where should the fight go, and where is the way out...

He drew the sword in his hand.

All the undead rushed forward!

The screams were deafening!

The undead actually flew out in the golden light!

A circle of light is formed centered on Wan Guchuan.

what happened?

Wan Guchuan looked at the gleaming gold in his pocket.

When it was hooked out, it was the golden amulet.

You can tell who did it at a glance.

Wan Guchuan lowered his eyes.

really...

The surrounding undead are afraid of it, and dare not approach it any more.

The greater the resentment, the stronger it is?

Wan Guchuan walked forward with the golden light, and the rolling crowd of people felt as if they were scalded, and retreated to both sides, giving him a long winding road until he reached the bloody high cliff.

Wan Guchuan walked over slowly.

The faces of the surrounding people are male or female, young or old, beautiful or ugly...all of them are shrouded in death, and all of them carry the stories of their lives...

Wan Guchuan stood on it and overlooked it.

The black head covered the red ground.

The crowd began to move again.

He saw a huge flow of people throwing sacrifices into the endless sea of ​​lava, causing a cloud of water mist.

Soul Nirvana.

"This is the reincarnation seen by living souls." A soft female voice said.

Wan Guchuan looked to his side.

A red crabapple in the black hair is as red as blood.