Mr. Cat

"East Emperor Taiyi, Lord Weichen, Lord Jiuyin," Lu Wu said in a low voice, "Who could have set up the obstacle?"

Louis unexpectedly felt a bit of coldness, it seemed that there was a cold wind passing through his back, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

"Nine Yin Lord?"

Only then did Lu Wu realize his slip of the tongue, "He is dead."

"The dead god?" Louis said in a puzzled tone, as if he was asking or muttering to himself.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Lu Wu's forehead, and his spirit began to beat uncontrollably. It's time, Louis should know.That obscure past, full of blood and hatred, the appearance of this name heralds 2000 years ago and the dusty memories.Uncover the corner of this memory, and you can see a bottomless pit, from which gusts of bloody wind gushes out.

Louis no longer looked at the gorgeous copper lanterns beside the bluestone steps. He looked ahead and went up the steps, "Mr. Cat, I have heard the name Jiuyin Jun. In a dream, someone told me that Jiuyin Jun has been sealed by him in the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, and from now on, I am allowed to travel in the human world."

"Why? Who is Lord Jiuyin?" Louis recalled a fairy recorded in ancient books, "Is it Zhu Jiuyin?"

"He is your enemy." Lu Wu looked directly at Louis, and the burning flames danced in his eyes.

Louis was taken aback, then regained his composure, "I see."

He stepped on the last step and stood still in front of the main hall of the mountain gate. The mountain wind blew, making his shirt collar flutter.Louis took a deep breath, "I seem to hear the voice of memory revived."

This is the second time he has come to this Taoist temple with a long history. The situation changed in 2000, and the Dongxu River guarded the Taoist temple. It has not changed much, and stands here silently.

Louis looked carefully one by one, walking through every inch of the palace.He vaguely heard the sound of the wind chimes on the eaves of the two copper pagodas shaking.The ancestral courtyard is dense with pines and cypresses, the golden crow is gradually falling, and dusk has come.The shadow of the house stretched very long in the daylight, flowing obliquely on the ground.Louis and Lu Wu bathed in the blood-red sunset and strolled in the quiet ancestral courtyard.

Walking to the depths of Zawangguan, several vegetable fields, a grape trellis, and the vines on the wooden trellis have all withered and turned yellow.Louis still remembers his broken memory here, "I was attacked here, my bones were like a bamboo forest, and then I was rescued. I remember what I heard was the "Ksitigarbha Sutra."

Lu Yi walked forward along the path paved with stone slabs, and Lu Wu took his hand, "Now that I think about it, maybe Suzaku saved me."

Suga is hidden in his heart and will never disappear.

The deep forest in the bloody dusk became chilling, and every leaf was stained with the color of blood.Louis paused, and the Buddha clock in the bag began to vibrate, with a small amplitude, but at the moment it vibrated, Louis had already noticed it.

Lu Wu shouted in a low voice: "Louis, don't move."

His hands firmly held Louis' shoulders, the sky was covered with golden-red stratus clouds, and at the end, a faint purple could still be seen.A flock of birds returned to their nests, and the wind pierced through the woods. For a while, Louis could only hear the soft breathing of the people around him.

"Have you found it?"

"what?"

"The gates of hell have opened." Lu Wu's tone was penetrating, and he confided terrifying words, "Every time the dusk borders, this place will become a place where life and death border."

As soon as the words fell, his face changed, and he jumped up suddenly with his arms around Louis.The dead bones broke through the ground, tearing away the peaceful mask of the ancestral court fiercely, revealing the ferocious inside.

Louis was terrified, but in just a few seconds, there was already a sea of ​​skeletons under their feet.Countless skeletons crawled out of the soil, some of them were wearing broken armor, it looked like an underground army.

Lu Wu hugged Louis with one hand, white light glowed on his body, and he turned into a white tiger in an instant.Louis understood, quickly climbed onto the white tiger's broad back, and hugged the white tiger's solid arms tightly.He buried his face in the soft fur of the white tiger, and his breath was filled with the intoxicating fragrance belonging to Lu Wu, which was clear and long-lasting, like the eternal white snow in Kunlun Market.

"Roar--"

The white tiger raised its head to the sky and howled, the sound of howling suppressed the clouds, and even the sky and the earth were shaken by it.The densely packed dead bones on the ground were also stagnant, and Louis didn't dare to look up, but the Buddhist clock in his pocket shook more and more violently.With a long howl, the white tiger soared upwards, straight into the sky.

Then it lowered sharply and returned with the wind. The hurricane under its palm mercilessly strangled the legion formed of dead bones. In an instant, the ground was covered with ashes.

The blood-colored sun stopped setting and just hung on the sky, as if time stood still at that moment just now.

The white tiger smashed the white bones with ease. Louis looked down and found that the powder was slowly gathering up. The skull, arms, and leg bones turned into a complete skeleton again, and he continued to search for living things unsteadily.Louis frowned: "This is?"

"The land where life and death meet, they are already dead, and they will be resurrected in another way here, and naturally they will continue to cycle between life and death." Bai Hu breathed out pale flames when he spoke, "Even if they are smashed to pieces, will also recover."

Louis tightly grasped the long fur on the white tiger's shoulder blades, and the strong whirlwind blew his forehead back, "Then what shall we do?"

The white tiger turned his head to look at the rushing Dongxu River in the dusk: "For those who stray into the border between life and death, there is only one way to leave."

"What way?"

"Huangquan Road."

Louis was terrified, dense cold sweat oozes from his back, and the white tiger let out an earth-shattering roar. The pale flames swayed in the wind, and the petal-like flames fell with the wind. Louis' eardrums were about to be shattered by the roar of the tiger. Ears, leaning down, not daring to act rashly.

Flames flowed between the sharp teeth of the huge white tiger, and it galloped towards the Dongxu River under the strong wind.

Louis suddenly heard a shrill cry: "Wait for me."

He turned his head back with difficulty, and saw a colorful parrot chasing them desperately, its wings were about to cramp.The white tiger also stopped when he heard the sound, and the parrot fell headlong into Louis' arms, flattened out of exhaustion.

Louis hugged the parrot tightly, and pressed half of his body on Lu Wu. He patted the white tiger's strong back as if encouraging: "Mr. Cat."

Baihu roared: "I know."

The white tiger carried him to the sky above the Dongxu River.Louis looked down at the rushing river from a high position. Under the setting sun, the river water was shockingly red like fresh blood.The houses on both sides of the strait disappeared at some point, and there were only rolling green hills left, without planted street trees or spacious asphalt roads.

"Yellow Spring Road," Louis looked at the Dongxu River flowing towards the horizon, "Is it the Dongxu River?"

Bai Hu's voice was deep and low, as if thunder rolled from the sky: "That's right."

"Very familiar," Louis narrowed his eyes, "like I've been here before."

East Ruins River, Ruins, where many families once lived, is now deserted.People in the world say that the word xu means sitting and forgetting view in the east.But is it someone who sits and forgets to watch?Or, this market has another reference.

The white tiger sniffed the message brought by the wind, "It smells like water from the Yellow Spring. If you walk up this river, you will reach the Nine Nether Lands."

The white tiger plunged headlong into the bloody Dongxu River. The moment he entered the water, he turned into a human form and hugged Louis tightly in his arms.Louis held the parrot in one hand and Lu Wu's waist in the other, closed his eyes tightly, felt the sticky liquid sticking to his skin, and breathed a pungent bloody smell, so strong that it almost made him vomit.

Many images flashed through his mind.

He wears a strong sword and wakes up in a daze in the boundless mountains. He can't find his comrades, and he doesn't know who he is. Hearing the sound of the surging river, he walks towards the sound of the water.Seeing the turbulent river, he couldn't find anyone to talk to, so he had no choice but to walk along the river, walking, walking, and finding no end.

He didn't seem to need to eat, drink, or rest and sleep. One night, he suddenly looked up and saw a towering tree that covered the sun, and the net leaves on the tree moved with the wind.

……

Louis opened his eyes suddenly, and the pungent river water poured into his mouth. In the next second, he floated to the surface. Lu Wu looked at him worriedly, "Louis, it's okay."

Louis came back to his senses and shook his head quickly: "I'm fine." His hands were empty, and the parrot he was holding was gone, and he was about to sneak into someone in a hurry to look for it, "Where's Ah Hua?"

A few feet away from him, there was a splash, and a small colorful head emerged from the water.

Louis swam over and grabbed Ah Hua in his hand, "You scared me, I almost thought you lost it."

Ah Hua didn't answer, the little parrot Doudou opened his eyes, but he was expressionless.Louis panicked, and Lu Wu took the parrot, because it rolled in the water once, its feathers were all wet, and it was a drowned bird: "Dead, this is Wangchuan, anyone who enters Wangchuan , the soul will be taken away."

Louis was stunned: "Then what should we do?"

Lu Wu: "Don't worry, since it can float up, it is definitely not an ordinary parrot, and the soul will find it by itself."

Wangchuan, the only river in the underworld, it is not accurate to say that it is a river, it is vast and boundless, more like a vast ocean.

"There is water in the north of Kunlun, and its power cannot beat mustard, so it is called weak water." Lu Wu turned into a white tiger again, and asked Louis to sit on his back so as not to float in the water.

Louis looked around, shocked and indescribable: "Weak water? Wangchuan is weak water?"

"There are three kinds of water originating from Kunlun, one is white water, which is located in Jiuchong Tianque, and people who drink it will not die; the second is black water, which is located in the world, and the place through which it flows can make people rest; .”

"That's right here." Baihu raised his head and spit out pale flames, "Even if it's me, I can't fly over Chishui."

Louis was silent for a while, then said softly: "Mr. Cat, since people's souls are taken away here, why am I sitting here safely?"

"Is it because I am neither alive nor dead?"

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