Eternal Tranquility

The woman who suddenly appeared was wearing beautiful beaded shoes, a colorful train and a crane, and her clothes were bright red and green, so gorgeous. However, Liu Qinghuan's eyes shrank: Is it all made of fucking paper? !

In addition, although the woman's hair was full of pearls and her appearance was very beautiful, her face was as white as a wall, with two lumps of blush smeared stiffly on her cheeks, making her look more like a paper doll.

The undulating gray fog weighed heavily on the top of the head, and faint whimpering and gloomy laughter came from it, as if thousands of ghosts were hidden, and the atmosphere on the path was extremely strange.

Liu Qinghuan was hesitant. He had just woken up from his daze, and he didn't know how he got here. After thinking about it, he didn't know who was behind this paper man. He held up his hands and said, "May I ask the girl?"

The paper man's dark eyes stared straight at him, and he shouted expressionlessly: "I'm here to lead you. Don't miss the time. You're already late for a long time. Come with me!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, floating forward without his feet touching the ground.

Liu Qinghuan looked at her back for a long time, then slowly followed her and asked, "I wonder where the girl is taking me?"

"Hell."

The word "Qingpiaopiao" was sent over. Liu Qinghuan thought she had heard it wrong and said in surprise: "What?"

The paper man seemed to have heard nothing and did not reply. At this moment, the mist slowly dispersed, and a bridge appeared at the end of the path. The stagnant water under the bridge rippled slightly, and the dead souls lined up on the bridge. A rickety old woman was holding soup. Stuff a bowl into every dead soul that passes by.

Liu Qinghuan stared at the blood-yellow River Styx for a moment, and his heart surged with turmoil.

He never thought that one day he would see the river again!

Turning his eyes, he saw two ghost-headed lanterns standing at the end of the bridge. A large black-feathered crow squatted on the lamp. The green will-o'-the-wisps floated silently. Under the lamp stood a ghost with a white stick. He looked familiar. , when he experienced the catastrophe of divine transformation, he once transformed into a human being, and worked as a ferryman for sixty years, often dealing with the ghost...

Liu Qinghuan was thoughtful, he was in the underworld for all the tribulations in order to transform himself into a god from the Tao. Now that he has experienced the tribulation of the union, he is still in the underworld during the tribulation of the combined Tao.

This cause and effect can also be regarded as a link between the previous and the following?

While he was thinking, he followed the paper man to the bridge. The ghost messenger was chatting with the black crow on the lamp. When he turned around and saw him, a trace of joy appeared on his stiff face: "Hey, I said Who picked you up!"

Liu Qinghuan was full of questions and said with a complicated expression: "Brother Fan, but you sent a paper man to pick me up?"

When the ghost was a human, his surname was Fan. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "That's right. I have something to do here and I can't leave, so I asked the paper man to lead you here. Finally, it was in time."

Liu Qinghuan suddenly realized that he was trapped in the maze of Dao Tribulation, and he was probably able to get out thanks to the other party's guidance. He couldn't help but feel grateful, but he was confused: "I don't know why Brother Fan took me to the underworld?"

Fan Guicha said: "Since you are the extraditer chosen by Heaven, and you have obtained those two things, you have a lot to do with my underworld. The world is in trouble now, and there are so many things to do. I am overwhelmed, so I have to find some people to help. By the way, some old things have been cleared up.”

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved slightly when he heard this, and he pondered: "Brother Fan actually knows that I am the extraditer?"

Fan Guicha said: "Otherwise, if you were not the extraditer, how would you have gotten to the underworld?"

"Then what you said, I got two things..." He took out the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen and the Sword of Life and Death: "Is this what you are referring to?"

Fan Guichai pointed to the small sword in his hand and said, "This is not it."

Liu Qinghuan looked strange, and after a while he took out the cause and effect tablet again: "This?"

"So you haven't opened it yet." Fan Guichai smiled enigmatically: "Yes, that's it. You are a lucky person, and you were able to find both the pen and... this monument. Maybe it's God's will. "

Liu Qinghuan was silent. Could he say that the Cause and Effect Monument was grown by Hunyuanlian after expanding the Songxi Cave Sky Map?

"How do I open this monument?"

His eyes fell on the stele, and there was no word on the rough stone surface. However, when the Dao Tribulation was opened, many words flashed on this stele, but because Elder Yi was nearby, he could not take it out to read.

This monument has been in his hands for many years, but because he has not made much progress in the path of cause and effect, it has been of no use over the years and has only been kept in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Then you have to figure it out yourself." Fan Guicha said, "But you should know it soon."

"Okay." Liu Qinghuan gave up asking and said, "I wonder what I can do to help the underworld?"

"Hahaha, you have to ask Mr. Gui to see what arrangements he has made." Fan Guicha said, "Let's go, I'll take you around the house and identify the place first."

With that said, he pushed aside the dumb dead souls and waved Liu Qinghuan across the bridge.

Now that he has come, he will make peace with it. Liu Qinghuan knew that his catastrophe would end up in this underworld again, so he followed him onto the bridge. When passing by Meng Po, the other party raised her head and said slowly: "Isn't this the boy who punted the boat back then?"

Liu Qinghuan nodded towards the other party and said politely: "I haven't seen you for many years. My mother-in-law is still as energetic as before."

"The old woman has been detained here for a long time, and her feet are swollen from standing. How can she not be energetic?" Meng Po sneered and raised the soup bowl: "Would you like a bowl?"

Liu Qinghuan was stunned, and Fan Guicha hurriedly stepped forward and said: "You old woman tricked people into drinking soup again. Stop it now. They are monks, and they are here to help, not dead souls who have been detained."

"What's the difference?" Po Meng rolled her triangular eyes and said: "A monk is still a human body, and after drinking the soup, he will forget his past life. Among the three realms, five elements, immortals, gods, humans and ghosts, who can escape my bowl of soup? What's more, My soup tastes really good.”

Liu Qinghuan looked at the dark soup in the bowl and couldn't guess what it would taste like.

Fan Guichai said something verbose and pulled him away: "Let's go, let's ignore this restless and kind-hearted old woman. Her soup is like rancid water. It's so hard to drink."

Liu Qinghuan walked forward obediently, and Po Meng's cold voice floated behind her: "If you want to drink soup, come to me~ah~"

The last time Liu Qinghuan became a mortal, even if he traveled to and from the underworld, he only punted on the River Styx and never went to the shore. He only dared to look at the palaces hidden in the mist on the bank from a distance in fear. This time, regardless of the reason for coming down, he was finally able to take a closer look.

The two bypassed the queue of dead souls and walked towards the most majestic hall. On the way, Fan Guichai pointed around and said: "Over there is the City of Wasted Death, over there is the Evil Mirror Platform, over there leads to the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Over there is the Infinite Hell... You know a place, if you want to visit later, you can go by yourself, let’s go see Ghost Lord first.”

Liu Qinghuan pondered and asked, "Could the ghost king that Brother Fan refers to be King Yama?"

Fan Guizai gave him a strange look and said, "Of course not. With your rank, you are not qualified to meet King Yama. What's more, the King is very busy and has no time to see us."

"So what are we going to see?"

"Of course Judge."