However, although this surprised and shocked Su Hun, it was still within the acceptable range. After all, he had also heard the old woman's previous instructions.
But when he saw the old woman sitting cross-legged in front of a precious mirror, he was immediately stunned and stunned.
The old woman moved her hands, and real pictures appeared on the mirror from time to time. A dozen young people gathered around her, all looking at the mirror attentively.
The scene above... turned out to be a vast land!
Like a dream, the scene of the human world emerged.
That is the real world, not this kind of death place.
Do these people all have memories of past lives?
Is that where they lived before?
But that’s not right!
In this village, only a few ancestors were enlightened and reborn from death. Others, including the old woman, were just born of flesh and blood, not real living humans.
So they have no previous life at all, because they were born here.
So how can they reflect the scenes of the human world.
There are stars in the sky and the lights in the small village are bright.
In the hall, Su Hun strode forward, stood in front of the flat mirror, and looked at the mountains and rivers that flashed from time to time inside. His mood could be described as extremely excited.
Even though it is not certain that this is the continent where he lives, it is definitely a place where living people survive.
If it can be reflected here, does it mean there is a way back?
"how so?
you……"
Su Hun looked excitedly at the old woman and a dozen young people sitting around.
The old woman's hands seemed to have a magical power, and the pictures appeared on the mirror as she moved. She turned her head and looked at Su Hun in surprise, and said: "These pictures are familiar... are you familiar with them?"
"That's the human world, very much like the place I lived before."
Su Hun's spirit fluctuated violently.
Su Hun was so excited that he didn't realize for a moment that everyone in the hall was looking at him in disbelief.
In the end, the old woman was calmer, but her tone was still trembling: "Do you remember where you come from?"
"Um."
Su Hun nodded slightly and said: "I woke up in this world, and a few years later, I remembered what happened in my previous life."
Everyone in the hall took a breath and looked at him without blinking.
They have never heard that any dim light creature can remember the past.
There are two explanations for the existence of ghostly creatures here.
First, during the war that year, countless creatures died and turned into withered bones. Because of the specialness of this place, an energy called ghost light gradually emerged, which could make the dead bones live in another form.
The other is that after death, people will pass through the Naihe Bridge, drink Meng Po Soup, forget about the past and present, and go to the next life to be reincarnated.
Those who fail to reincarnate will fall here and become ghostly creatures.
They believe the first guess more, because reincarnation is simply not worth believing.
The people of that lineage who had enlightened their ancestors once said that reincarnation does not exist, only the current life is real.
But now, they actually met a skeleton who remembered his origins, which was a bit remarkable.
Until this time, everyone finally understood why Lonely Lang said that he was a special ghostly light creature.
A person who remembers his past life is truly remarkable.
Because our ancestors once said that only those who do not belong here can climb out of hell.
But who doesn’t belong here?
The ghostly creatures were born here, and they originated from here.
Those who do not belong here must be those who remember their origins.
But, did he really remember his past life?
Could it be nonsense?
A young man next to him said: "That is the world that the people of our ancestors once lived in. It is so magnificent that in my dreams I want to go and see the world."
"Wherever that lineage exists, there must be strong people like a forest, and the world is prosperous, but there is no hope for thousands of lives."
Other young people also expressed feelings and regrets.
"That's..." Suddenly, Su Hun's spirit fluctuated violently.
He saw a place in the mirror, which was a lake with clear and black water.
"This is...the Pond of the Dead."
Su Hun couldn't bear it any longer and made such a violent sound, like a wild beast roaring up to the sky.
How could he be calm?
It was because of here that he died and came to this strange hell.
Although this kind of lake is countless times larger than that pool, the coldness and soul-devouring aura are simply too similar, no, exactly the same.
Seeing the Dead Souls Pond again, or the Dead Souls Pond in its original form, Su Hun was deeply touched.
"You actually know about the Pond of the Dead?"
Everyone in the hall was shocked, and the old woman looked at him in disbelief and said, "Did you really remember your previous life?"
The other young people looked at him more like a monster.
"How can this be?"
"Is it true that there is Naihe Bridge and Meng Po Soup? He didn't drink it, so he failed in his rebirth and came here?"
"I did recall the past..." Su Hun's mental fluctuations gradually calmed down, but there was still infinite emotion.
All the past events are vivid in my mind, and even though there are thousands of words in my heart, it is difficult to express them.
"Did you not drink Meng Po soup, or..." the old woman asked.
"I died in the Pond of the Dead and came here inexplicably."
Su Hun spoke out.
"I really remembered my past life."
The old woman and others were in a daze, like clay and wood sculptures.
"Really..." After all kinds of hardships, only the skeleton body was left. Su Hun felt hard to understand, but he soon calmed down.
In the hall, everyone was stunned.
If Su Hun said that he had memories of past lives without drinking Meng Po soup, they might still remain skeptical.
But he actually came from the Pond of the Dead, so there was no doubt about it.
Because they had heard from their ancestors that the people of that lineage destroyed the underworld, blasted fifteen levels of hell, and finally returned from the Pond of the Dead.
It can be said that the Pond of the Dead is the passage connecting this abandoned hell with the world of the living.
Except for the descendants of gods and the messengers of hell, it is impossible for the creatures in this level of hell to know the Pond of the Dead.
Therefore, Su Hun came here from the Pond of Dead Souls after his death due to inexplicable reasons.
The villagers were full of longing for the living world and kept asking Su Hun everything about that mysterious world.
Candlelight flickered, and on this night, Su Hun, the old woman and others talked until late at night.
He talked a lot and learned a lot from the old woman and the others.
It was late at night, and Su Hun returned to his room.
This is the first time I have stayed in a human room after coming to the world of death. When I saw the bed quilt, I was stunned for a while, as if I was in another world.
When he woke up again, it was already bright, and the girl from the stream was sitting in front of the bed with her big eyes flashing, holding her small chin, looking at him.
"Mr. Su Hun, you're awake!"
The girl's voice is a little childish.
"Miss Kanxi, why are you here?"
Su Hun asked.
Girl Xi is that eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl named Kan Xi, who longs for the world Su Hun told about.
"My great-grandmother is discussing with the famous people in the village how to let you go back. I want you to come over."
Kan Xi smiled.
Su Hun was delighted. He had asked about this matter yesterday, and the old woman said she would give him the answer today.