【Shuangxuan】Break the cauldron

When He Xuanyou woke up, he propped up his heavy eyelids, but found that the eyes still seemed to be unable to see through the light.He settled down, thinking about the current situation in his heart, he was accidentally knocked down to the Styx River by Shi Wudu.

No one in the Three Realms knows about Shi Wudu's fault.

He saw Shi Qingxuan on the bank of the cliff, unkempt and dressed in beggar's attire, not only had one leg limped, but also his arm was hanging limply, and he said that it was He Xuan who finally changed Shi Qingxuan's life, and he was mad with anger.His powerful mana field rampaged on the weak barrier between the two worlds, tearing a hole in the world drawn by Shiqiaohe.

Among the few people present, Shi Qingxuan's luck can only be said to be moderate, and he has always won and lost in betting with others, and He Xuan is even worse than him.

Mostly because of bad luck, the opening in the world was less than three feet away from He Xuan's feet.From the gap in the black hole, the ghostly energy rushed out like a flood, like thousands of hungry hooks, grabbing everything within reach.Its gravity is so strong and its speed is so fast that it caught He Xuan and Wanjun Bailang with a radius of [-] meters into the gap almost in the blink of an eye.

The Styx River is the border gate of the ghost world. Except for the Hungry Ghost Festival on July [-]th, all ghosts will be blind when they are near the Styx River, so they can neither cross the Styx River nor exit the gate of ghosts.When the gate of ghosts is opened, the Styx River turns into a road, connecting the human world and the ghost world, so that humans and ghosts no longer have to go the other way.

He Xuan couldn't see anything, but could only hear the slight sound of running water brushing against the bank at his feet. The hem of his clothes and shoes and socks that hadn't yet dried out were still wet and greasy, so he must be on the banks of the Styx River.His mana was severely suppressed by the river, and when he woke up, he groped around for a while, but couldn't find something that should be on his body, so his brows were tightly frowned.

He was propping himself up on the ground to try to sit up straighter, but something was handed to him.The texture of brocade lightly touched his knuckles, and he immediately grabbed it with his backhand.The person who handed the item withdrew his hand instantly, leaving only the item in his hand.

It felt like a kit, and there was a hard object the size of a pinto bean inside, which was exactly what he was looking for, and it must have just dropped by his side.

"Who?" He Xuan asked sharply.

No one answered.

He was about to open up his mana field to sense it, but the thing that didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost held his hand timidly, and tremblingly wrote the word "dumb" on his palm-the fingertips were hot, It was a living person.

"You can see." He Xuan turned over his cold fingers and grabbed the man's wrist, and the words that came out were as cold as ice, "Take me to the stone bridge, or you don't want to live." The man was shaking like a sieve , stretched out the other hand with great effort, caught the back of He Xuan's hand that was tightly clasping his wrist, and shook it, which was considered a response.

He Xuan stood up, spreading his mana to the surroundings, roughly drawing the outline of the mute in his mind.This person was slightly shorter than himself, and the warmth of a living person made him much warmer than his surroundings, forming a human-shaped halo in the mana field.

"Walk."

Hearing the sound, the man hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to pull the corner of his clothes to show him the direction.

The five senses are connected and compensate each other.He Xuan's vision was taken away by Styx, and the voice beside his ear became clearer.

He followed the mute and gradually realized that they were not alone by the river, and there were the rustling sounds of little ghosts running around in the distance.Then there is the guide in front, he is walking in the muddy shallows, there is a subtle difference in the sound of his two consecutive steps, making it easy to guess his whereabouts, his feet must be one shallow and one deep.

The corner of He Xuan's mouth curled into a sneer, and he stopped in his tracks.

Seeing that he didn't follow, the man thought he had lost his way, so he turned around and tugged at the hem of his clothes.Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to the front, the black water mysterious ghost suddenly turned his face, pinched his neck with one hand, and lifted him up with one arm.

He grasped He Xuan's arm with both hands and struggled wildly, but He Xuan's one hand was like cast iron, pressing on his throat motionlessly, pinching his mind in a mess, his eyes turned black, and then If this goes on, he will really be strangled to death!He opened his mouth, and several broken syllables fell from his throat.

He Xuan's mocking voice came from below: "Want to talk?"

He loosened his five fingers, and the person in his hand immediately fell to the ground, and the air that suddenly rushed into the airway choked him and coughed violently.

He Xuan "looked" at the warm figure, and said with a sneer, "Why did you get in here too. If you are trapped in this gate of hell, I don't think I need to catch that watery figure, he might kill himself Alright."

It was Shi Qingxuan who was lying on the ground.

He Xuan stood with arms folded, condescending, and could not tell that his eyes were completely blind.

Shi Qingxuan's heart turned back and forth.

On the one hand it is naturally quite frustrating.Although it was commonplace for him to pretend to be deaf and dumb, being exposed by "Mingyi" in the past was just commonplace, but he suddenly thought that He Xuan had pretended to be Mingyi by his side for a hundred years, but he couldn't pretend to be a hundred steps in front of He Xuan. I have mixed feelings in my heart.

Another aspect is fear.He was originally a person who always thinks about the best in everything. Although he didn't know how long he, a mortal, could live in this underworld, but just now when he walked in front to lead the way for He Xuan, he still believed that his brother would become a man after his death. Jue, maybe I can become Jue after I die?But when He Xuan's iron-like five fingers really pinched him around his neck, he exhaled more air and inhaled less, and when he was about to confess that he was here, he still felt great fear.The moment of death is always quite transparent, he has never understood so well, he is born to be a person who goes with the situation, and Shi Wudu is really different, maybe even ghosts can't be transformed, let alone perfect.

He looked up at He Xuan, and said, "Ming...Brother Heishui, I'll take you to Shiqiaotou..."

He Xuan didn't say no, Shi Qingxuan felt that he really needed a long-eyed man, and he could live on for a while.He supported himself and stood up, wanting to pull He Xuan and continue to lead him away.But before he touched a corner of He Xuan's clothes, a penetrating voice suddenly sang loudly from the ground: "No good beginning, no good end—!"

The horror of this vernacular fairy is deeply branded in Shi Qingxuan's bones, Shi Qingxuan staggered in fright, and directly hugged He Xuan's hand.

The incident happened suddenly, out of habit, He Xuan didn't even pull out that hand.He said coldly: "I didn't expect that there would be monsters with bad mouths who would dare to come and make trouble in front of me." Among all the ghosts, the one who fears him the most, except for the water ghosts, is the vernacular fairy.The first spirit he ate raw after he transformed into a ghost was the vernacular true fairy who had practiced for thousands of years.

The voices in the field were startled, paused for a moment, and then, as if they had made up their minds, they sang with all their might.Although the words of cursing flooded in like a flood, there were all kinds of mourning and crying, many of which had nothing to do with He Xuan at all.

He Xuan was really impatient with the trouble, the mana field swam under the ground, and then reached out to grab it out of thin air, and unexpectedly pulled out a child-like thing.

That thing was about the size of a three-year-old child, but it didn't have two legs. It was wearing a big white gown and was held in He Xuan's hand, and the voice of milk was still fierce on its mouth: "I curse you for losing your money." Kong, I curse you to connect everything, I..."

He Xuan threw it on the ground with a snap, and wanted to tell Shi Qingxuan to leave quickly, only to realize that Shi Qingxuan was still holding his arm.He pulled out his hand in disgust and said, "Let's go."

The half-grown vernacular fairy was stunned by the fall, and sat on the ground throwing his hands away and crying: "You swallow me, Immortal Master, you are not allowed to go!"

He Xuan finally understood, this is the little ghost brought by the vernacular immortal.He and the Vernacular Fairy didn't have any old friendship to talk about, so he raised his palm and patted the little ghost's head looking for the sound.The little ghost seemed to be ignorant, but he also knew how to avoid others, so he jumped behind Shi Qingxuan.

Shi Qingxuan subconsciously raised his hand to protect him, saying: "What are you arguing with a child!"

He Xuan was annoyed: "When you see it's a child, you believe it's a child. They may live much longer than you!"

The tone of this back and forth was very familiar and intimate, and both of them were stunned when the words fell.

Shi Qingxuan embarrassingly moved the little devil behind him twice, and said: "We, let's go quickly."

He Xuan folded his hands and stood there with a gloomy face.

Shi Qingxuan remembered that he was still blind, so he reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes twice.He Xuan's complexion was scary, but he still walked away with him.The little ghost with no legs still didn't give up, and floated leisurely, hanging a few steps behind them.

Shi Qingxuan had no choice but to persuade himself to forget it. I, the mud bodhisattva, can't protect myself when crossing the river, so why bother with him as a little rotten mouth monster.

He walked in front step by step, and He Xuan followed closely behind.

After He Xuan scolded him for his angry words, he suddenly became less afraid, and his palms regained some warmth.Originally, He Xuan's appearance was unknown whether it was his true appearance, although he was [-]% similar to Ming Yi who was by his long companion in the past, but anyone could tell that they were two completely different people.When he saw Mingyi, he wanted to go up to him to chat and scold, but when he saw He Xuan, he always felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave at first glance.

Until just now, Shi Qingxuan felt that it was him, or him.The two walked on the bank of the Styx in silence, and his thoughts began to wander again.

Mingyi should have attracted him in this way, although now thinking about it, it shouldn't be a good memory.

He and Mingyi were separated from Xie Lian during the blood club fire night tour in Bogu Town. He blindfolded his eyes and ears to hide from the vernacular immortal, so he couldn't hear or see.In the wild dance of demons around him who broke their intestines, cut their heads and pierced their hearts, he claimed to have two senses, and he was bumped back and forth from time to time, like a floating weed in the crowd.The person who led him out of the Fengshui Temple held his wrist all the time, as if he was the only mast in the crowd.

Is that really him?Shi Qingxuan couldn't help thinking.

But at this time, of course, he absolutely couldn't ask.He thought to himself, unless I am crazy, I dare to ask him now, but I don't know that people's greed is a kind of madness.

After thinking about it, the two of them actually reached the end of the bridge.In front of Shi Qingxuan is a stone bridge that is exactly the same as that outside the gate of the ghost city. He even doubts whether the reflection of the stone bridge in the Styx River is the one on the Renhe River.The only difference is that there is a half-person-high stone tablet at the head of the bridge.

An old man dressed in black sat on the stone bridge, sitting on the river with his legs dangling, puffing out the clouds with a cigarette pipe between his fingers.Seeing the old man, the vernacular fairy who was hanging behind turned into a will-o'-the-wisp the size of a thumb, and got into Shi Qingxuan's sleeve.Shi Qingxuan was wondering if he should ask him for directions, but the old man spoke first: "Where is this place?"

Shi Qingxuan was taken aback by his question, looked up and saw that the old man was also blind, his wrinkled face was full of expectation, and he was looking forward to his answer a million times.

After so many years in the Heavenly Court, who hasn't heard the story of Prince Xian Le's Yi Nian bridge encountering a demon and an immortal.It's just that the dead souls of the karmic fire on the Yi Nian bridge, could it be that they are full and suffocated?Shi Qingxuan answered him bravely: "There is no room here."

Sure enough, the old man continued to ask: "Who is this person?"

Shi Qingxuan didn't do anything, and simply replied: "The one who guards the bridge!"

The old man was very happy, and then asked: "What can I do for it?"

Shi Qingxuan raised his hand: "There is nothing to do!"

The old man clapped his hands and laughed.

Shi Qingxuan tentatively said: "Old man, I made you so happy with the answer, it seems that I got all the answers right? Then can you show me a clear way, how can I go back to the human world?"

The old man turned his face and turned his face away when he finished laughing, and said: "I just heard this story told and found it interesting. Anyone who wants to guard the bridge should ask. Your bones are still growing in your flesh, so don't even think about it." No, I only show the way to the dead."

Shi Qingxuan did not give up.He is the youngest son in the family, and what he is best at is making the elders happy.He thought to himself that if I made this old man happy, he might still have a chance, so he said again: "Old man, you are really smart. Can you see clearly whether people or ghosts pass by?"

The old man smoked a pipe and said: "That's natural, I don't just know the bones of the flesh." He pointed at Shi Qingxuan with the pipe, as if he could really see it, "You, although you look so messy, but I see you are A noble boy."

Shi Qingxuan's heart was full of slander, but He Xuan was by his side, he felt guilty on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was really afraid of him, so he had to rot in his stomach when he had some gossip.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the old man went on talking instead: "I see that the one behind you has something very precious hidden in his chest. If you exchange that thing, I can tell you about it."

What precious things does He Xuan have on him?Shi Qingxuan thought, could it be the kit?Thinking of He Xuan, his eyes suddenly lit up. He said that he only guides the dead. Isn't there a ready-made dead person?

He turned around and said to He Xuan: "Brother Hei, Brother Heishui... Otherwise, why don't you ask?"

He Xuan folded his hands, stood straight in front of the Naihe stele like a sword, and said coldly: "No need."

Shi Qingxuan couldn't hold back and asked: "...then how do we go out?"

He Xuan: "Wait."

Shi Qingxuan couldn't figure it out, but the old man on the bridge naturally understood, smoking a dry cigarette and said awkwardly: "You have some knowledge."

He Xuan was too lazy to explain to him, but Shi Qingxuan couldn't chase after him to ask questions like before, so he had to sit on the ground leaning on the Naihe stele, staring blankly at the day and black moon by the Styx River.

There is no rotation of the sun and the moon in Hades, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting, but he felt that his legs were already numb.In a flash, he looked around, and found that the rustling ghosts suddenly increased several times, and they were all surrounded by the Styx River, as if they were waiting for something.

He suddenly realized that the Ghost Moon was coming soon.

Although the fifteenth day of the ghost month is the Zhongyuan, but the whole ghost month is the time when the yin energy is at its peak in a year, and I am afraid that the Styx ghost gate is also the weakest.Once in Ghost Moon, maybe the barrier in the river can be pierced with He Xuan's power.As if in response to what he was thinking, He Xuan who was sitting not far away also stood up and walked towards the river.

Shi Qingxuan hurriedly stood up and wanted to follow up. The moment he stood up, his legs were numb and his legs were electrified.

"Hiss—" He couldn't help taking a breath.

Hearing the sound, He Xuan turned his head, as if he had just remembered him, looked at the water of the Styx River, and then at him.

When Shi Qingxuan thought about his eyes, he suddenly seemed to be poured with cold water from head to toe.He Xuan asked him to lead the way, but he never said that he would take him back with him.Why should he take him back with him? Could it be that he is really his "Brother Ming"?His elder brother, Shi Wudu, caused the whole He family to die tragically, and he dominated He Xuan's fate for hundreds of years as a fairy. I can only admit it myself.

Shi Qingxuan was worried for a while.

He Xuan stood by the river and thought for a moment, then took three or two steps towards him, and his men neatly tore off a corner of his clothes with dark water ripples, and threw it on Shi Qingxuan's face with a raised hand.

Shi Qingxuan took the things and looked at him puzzled.

He Xuandao: "Tie it on." Seeing that he was still in a daze, he said again, "Why, do you really want to drink a few sips of Styx River water so that you can continue to live your fairy life with peace of mind?" This man always talks like this, three Both sentences in the sentence have barbs.

Shi Qingxuan's complexion was red and white, and he quickly tied the corner of the clothes with mysterious ghost mana to his face.He was so bewildered by the old man's questioning that he really forgot about it—the river of forgetfulness under the Naihe bridge, he has done away with his past mistakes and never regretted it.

In the Nether Water Mansion, He Xuan's questioning written like a knife is still ringing in his ears.

"It's even more hateful just because he doesn't know! Why doesn't he know anything?!"

How could He Xuan give him this opportunity to remember bitterness and sweetness? Seeing Shi Qingxuan covered his mouth and nose, he pushed him into the Styx with a palm.

The Styx River looks just like the Human River for a while, and you really have to be in it to know how powerful it is.Shi Qingxuan just felt dizzy, the river water was like a ghostly hook that dragged He Xuansheng into the gap, and it penetrated into his body to fish out every hole, as if trying to tear out his soul completely, so as not to tear him apart. Separation of flesh and blood is like vowing not to give up.

He tried his best to protect the mysterious ghost clothes on his nose and mouth.But now he is a mortal, unable to hold on in Styx's crazy mana field, and his five fingers are about to lose strength.At this time, a person was suddenly stuck behind him, covering his mouth and nose with one hand, and supporting his waist with the other, a warm current poured into his body in an instant.Shi Qingxuan has never closed his eyes since facing the magic fire giant in the crowd of the imperial city until now. Once a person has a support, the string in his heart is loosened, and he immediately passes out.

He Xuan, who was behind the back, originally wanted to help a little, but he didn't expect this person to faint in his arms, so he had to support this person to dive, while cursing in his heart: "What a rich life."

The old man on the Naihe Bridge saw the two disappear in the Styx River, he must have lost his life, curled his lips, changed his old man's appearance into a young man in a long gown, jumped off the bridge, and got into the Wang River the river goes.