In just one day, the fourth city god's palace in the underworld, the Wushan City God's Mansion, was established.
At this moment, A Heng was standing in front of the Wushan City God's Mansion, with some curiosity in his eyes, and said: "Sage, can Xiaobai enter the City God's Mansion to have a look?"
"It's okay, please."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Then Xiaobai, you're welcome."
A Heng smiled and walked into the Wushan City God's Mansion, looking at everything inside with curiosity, "In my previous life, there were also legends of the City God in the world. It's just a pity that I have never entered the City God's Mansion..."
"Then Ah Heng has changed his mind?"
Feng Qingyan asked.
"Let's take a look first."
Ah Heng said.
At this time, like a little girl, she looked curiously at the majestic City God's Mansion, pointing at each department hall from time to time and asking, what is this?
what is that?
What does it do?
Feng Qingyan answered one by one, which made A Heng amazed.
"Fengsheng, the City God's Mansion you built is so similar to the City God's Mansion in my previous life." A Heng looked at it again and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Not only are there civil and military judges, but there are also black and white impermanence, they are exactly the same...
…”
"A Heng also had a City God's Mansion in his previous life?"
Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.
"Yes, there is not only the City God's Mansion, but also the Ten Halls of Yama, etc." A Heng said, "Yin gods like the King of Yama, the Impermanence of Black and White, and the Bull-headed and Horse-faced Gods are very famous in the world..."
Feng Qingyan was astonished. Didn't he deduce these in his dream?
How did Ah Heng know?
Could it be that Ah Heng fell into a dream with him?
"Then A Heng would like to be the city god?" Feng Qingyan said with a smile, "If A Heng becomes the city god, she will be the only female city god in the underworld. This will also set an example for female souls."
"The only female city god?"
Ah Heng's eyes lit up and he seemed to be excited.
Feng Qingyan nodded and said: "The Female City God is just the starting point, maybe she can become the Ten Yamas."
"Yama?"
Ah Heng was a little surprised and said: "Am I Yama?"
"Why not? After all, there are ten Yama Kings in the Ten Palaces of Yama." Feng Qingyan said with a smile, "If Ah Heng joins my underworld to serve, he might be promoted to Yama in a few years. In fact, the ten Yama Kings are all men.
, is not necessarily a good thing..."
"Yep."
A Heng nodded, after all, women hold up half the sky.
How can there be no god in the underworld?
How can there be no female Yama?
"A Heng, if you want the **** god to be able to hold up half of the sky in the underworld, I'm afraid you have to rely on you."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Well, actually my abilities are average..."
Ah Heng said.
Feng Qingyan smiled and said nothing.
"Sage, can Xiaobai enter the underworld and have a look?" A Heng said with some expectation, "Although there were legends about the underworld in my previous life, no one has ever entered the underworld."
“How does a stranger enter the underworld?”
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Oh, yes." A Heng nodded, "Does that mean I can't enter the underworld? However, I am indeed very curious about the underworld and want to see with my own eyes what the underworld is like. Legend has it that there are bull heads and horse noodles in the underworld, and various
Yin soldiers..."
"As long as I'm here, of course you can."
Seal Qingyan Road.
At this moment, he immediately set the coordinates of the gate of hell in the underworld of Wushan City God's Mansion and said: "If A Heng wants to enter the underworld and have a look, just come with me."
"Is it really okay if a stranger enters the underworld?"
Ah Heng said.
"A Heng, you are the goddess of Wushan after all, right?" Feng Qingyan was a little stunned and said: "How can you deal with the underworld..."
"The underworld in the previous life affects me."
Ah Heng smiled.
At this time, Feng Qingyan exhaled and walked up the white jade stairs step by step. A Heng looked at it with curiosity on his face.
"Legend has it that there are sixteen evil ghosts guarding the gate of hell. I didn't expect there to be sixteen evil ghosts." When A Heng walked up to the stone platform of the gate of ghosts and looked at the statue of the sixteen taboos, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "These
The evil ghost doesn't look simple, it doesn't look like an ordinary evil ghost, it seems like..."
Feng Qingyan just smiled and said nothing, then opened the ghost door and said: "A Heng, please come in."
"You're welcome to be a saint."
A Heng stopped observing the Sixteen Forbidden Statues and followed Feng Qingyan into the Ghost Gate and onto the Huangquan Road.
"Hey, why aren't the other shore flowers blooming?"
Ah Heng asked curiously.
"It's not yet time..."
Seal Qingyan Road.
At this moment, he became a little confused, who was A Heng in his previous life?
Why is the memory so clear?
A Heng rushed into the sea of flowers on the other side like a young girl, with a happy face and said: "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful..."
The ghost guard guarding Huangquan Road looked at Feng Qingyan and then at A Heng who rushed into the flowers on the other side. He didn't know whether he should stop him or not, but he seemed hesitant to speak.
Feng Qingyan waved his hand.
Huangquan Guizhan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this time, they were all curious about who the woman was, so they actually asked the master of the palace to accompany her personally, and even allowed them to enter the sea of flowers on the other side.
This woman is not simple.
Feng Qingyan stood on Huangquan Road and did not enter the sea of flowers on the other side.
A Heng, on the other hand, walked happily in the sea of flowers on the other side, squatting down to smell the buds from time to time, like a girl. Feng Qingyan couldn't help but smile when he saw it. He didn't expect that A Heng, who had only lived for tens of thousands of years, looked like a girl.
About half an hour later, Ah Heng returned to Huangquan Road happily.
"The sea of flowers on the other side is so beautiful." A Heng exclaimed again, "This is the most beautiful sea of flowers Xiaobai has seen in thousands of years..."
"If Ah Heng is the city god, he can come to Huangquan Road to see the flowers on the other side at any time."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"real?"
Ah Heng said with some surprise.
"If Ah Heng doesn't believe it, I can issue an order."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Well, that's not necessary."
A Heng said with embarrassment, his eyes never moving away from the Flower of the Other Side, "It is said that the Flower of the Other Side blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves grow in opposite directions, and they will never see each other again in the world."
"The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, but only the flowers can be seen, but no leaves."
"According to legend, this flower only blooms in Huangquan and is the only scenery on the Huangquan Road."
A Heng said softly, and for some reason, he suddenly felt sad, as if he was thinking of his brother.
After a while, he came back to his senses and said: "Legend has it that the fragrance of flowers has magical power and can evoke the memory of the deceased?"
"indeed so."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Legend has it that the flower on the other side is as red as fire, so it is known as the 'Road of Fire', and it is also the only scenery and color on the Huangquan Road?" A Heng asked, but before Feng Qingyan could respond, he added: "When the souls of the dead
When you walk through the Road of Huangquan and cross the River of Forgetfulness, you will forget all that happened in your life, and everything you once had will remain on the other side..."
"By the way, where is the other side?"
Ah Heng asked.
"The other shore is at the end of the sea of suffering."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"The end of the sea of suffering?" A Heng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I only heard that the sea of suffering is boundless. When you turn around, you will find the shore. Where will the sea of suffering end?"
Feng Qingyan did not answer.
In fact, Ah Heng is right. For the souls of the dead in the world, the sea of suffering is indeed boundless and has no end at all.
"Canonization, how long is this Huangquan Road?"
Ah Heng asked curiously.
At this moment, she saw that Huangquan Road had no end, and looked at the sea of flowers on both sides of Huangquan Road...
"The road to the underworld is very long for some dead souls. It may take dozens or even hundreds of years to reach the end. However, for some dead souls, it only takes a moment..."
Feng Qingyan said as he walked.
A Heng didn't say anything and followed Feng Qingyan silently. Soon he came to the Wangchuan River and the Naihe Bridge.
But at this moment.
Ah Heng seemed to have lost his happiness.
Feng Qingyan was a little confused, wondering why A Heng suddenly became silent.
"Bronze snakes and iron dogs are allowed to fight for food, and they will fall into the Naihe River forever with no way out." A Heng said in a low voice, his eyes fell on the Wangchuan River, and after a moment he moved to the Naihe Bridge, "It is rumored that the Naihe Bridge is dangerous, narrow and smooth. One day
The God of Wandering and the God of Night Wandering are guarding day and night. The blood river under the bridge is full of insects and snakes, the waves are rolling, the fishy wind is blowing, and the evil ones will fall into the river..."
Feng Qingyan nodded.
"In my previous life, it was said that after death, the souls of the dead have to cross the Naihe Bridge. The good ones are protected by gods or Buddhas and cross the bridge smoothly, while the evil ones are thrown into the river of blood and suffer." A Heng's eyes fell on the Wangchuan River again.
, staring at the turbid yellow blood-tinged river, and said: "It is rumored that the Naihe Bridge is divided into three levels. Good people can safely cross the upper bridge, good and evil people can cross the middle bridge, and evil people can cross the lower bridge. However,
Most of them are blocked by evil spirits and pushed into rivers of blood, or bitten by bronze snakes and iron dogs."
At this moment, Feng Qingyan frowned, thinking about who A Heng was in his dream.
Why is A Heng's memory so clear?
who?
"Hey, what kind of fog is this? Why does it arise from the Wangchuan River and be so invisible that no one can see through it?"
Ah Heng was a little surprised.
It seems that Fang Fang noticed it at this moment, and curiously looked at the mist that was half black and half.
"The fog rises and forgets the river, dividing life and death."
Feng Qingyan smiled and took A Heng across the Wangchuan River.
"When the fog rises and forgets the river, it separates life and death?" A Heng was thinking about it, and after a moment he realized clearly: "I see, I understand."
"A Heng understands?"
Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.
"The ultimate goal of life is death, and the ultimate goal of death is life. Is this River of Forgetfulness S-shaped?" Ah Heng pondered for a moment and said.
"A Heng, what was your name in your previous life?"
Feng Qingyan couldn't help but ask.
"Why did the saint ask this?" A Heng was a little confused, but then he recalled, his eyes became a little blank, and said softly: "My name was Yan Subai in my previous life. My parents, my brother, and my friends all called me Xiao
white……"
"Yan Subai?"
Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed.
In his previous life, there seemed to be no person named Yan Subai. Moreover, he was very sure that there was no Yin god named Yan Subai in the underworld in his previous life.
so.
Ah Heng probably didn't follow him into his dream.
Since A Heng did not follow him into the dream, how did A Heng know about the underworld?
There is no underworld in the world. The underworld is something that was born in his dream and deduced in the dream. In other words, there is no such thing as the underworld in the heavens and all the realms, let alone the ten kings of Yama, the bull-headed horse-faced ones, etc.
Ah Heng shouldn't know.
But Ah Heng knew.
Could it be that A Heng fell into a dream with him, but he was just a passerby, A, B, B, D? So, he wouldn’t know A Heng’s existence?
This does make sense.
but.
He didn't believe it.
"Aheng, what is the name of the emperor?"
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment, trying to figure out how A Heng knew about the underworld and whether he was in a dream.
"My brother's name is Yan Qingkong, Yan Qingkong whose Yan Ruqing is the eternal sky."
Ah Heng was silent for a moment and said.
"The sky will be as green as ever..."
Feng Qingyan thought softly, his mind was slightly shaken, and he seemed to understand instantly, and said: "I understand."
What a domineering name this is?
Eternal sky.
Yan Ruqing!
At this time, Feng Qingyan did not ask any more questions and asked after a moment: "Where do you want to go, Ah Heng?"
"Being a saint, what is the view in the underworld?" A Heng asked, "Is it possible that if you come once, it will not end here."
"Nostalgia Ridge, Sea of Bitterness, Resurrection Cliff, etc."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Then let's go to Homesickness Ridge first?" A Heng said, "I heard that on Homesickness Ridge, you can look at the Xiangxiang Terrace. Standing on the Xixiang Terrace, you can look at your hometown. I wonder if that's okay?"
"indeed so."
When Feng Qingyan came, he walked towards the homesickness ridge.
After a while, the two of them walked up to the gazebo. A Heng looked at the mysterious water curtain that was like a cascading waterfall and couldn't help but marvel.
Sixiang Ridge is indeed a major landscape in the underworld.
"If you can become a saint, can I see my hometown?"
A Heng said expectantly.
"It's not possible now, but it will be possible one day." Feng Qingyan said, "A Heng misses his relatives?"
A Heng smiled bitterly and said, "Who doesn't miss their relatives?" Then, she turned to look at Feng Qingyan, "Feng Sheng, it has been tens of millions of years since I came to your world. You know
Is it how I lived?”
Feng Qingyan frowned and said nothing.
"Millions of years, how long is this?" Ah Heng said sadly, "Before I came to the world of sainthood, I was still a carefree girl..."
"But, tens of millions of years have passed, and I still can't go back."
"I can't go back..."
Ah Heng said silently.
Feng Qingyan remained silent, feeling A Heng's sadness.
At this moment, A Heng's face was full of sadness, with a touch of sadness in his eyes, and he prayed: "Fengsheng, can you send me back? I miss home, I want to go home, I stay here too long
It’s been too long.”
"Now that you have successfully deduced reincarnation, you can send me home."
Ah Heng begged.
However, Feng Qingyan didn't know how to send A Heng home, nor did he know where A Heng's home was.
"A Heng, I don't know how to send you home..."
After a long while, Feng Qingyan sighed.
When Ah Heng heard this, tears fell silently, and the sadness in his eyes became even stronger.
She was once just a carefree girl who grew up under the care of her parents and brother. She didn’t know what the world of Kyushu was, what the Three Sovereigns and Twelve Emperors were, what the Battle of Kyushu was, and what the blood of darkness was.
era……
She knows nothing.
She just came to Feng Qingyan's dream world of reincarnation for no reason and was trapped for tens of millions of years.
Now the deduction of reincarnation has finally been successful.
but.
She still can't go home...
"A Heng, do you know how you came to my world?"
Feng Qingyan asked after being silent for a while.
"I have no idea……"
A Heng shook his head and said: "Fengsheng, am I really unable to go home?"
"I don't know." Feng Qingyan sighed and asked again: "A Heng, you shouldn't have come to my world for no reason. You must have triggered something."
"What triggered it?"
A Heng asked.
Feng Qingyan nodded and said, "Think carefully and see what things you have touched before coming to my world?"
"What have you touched?"
A Heng tried hard to remember, but after all, tens of millions of years had passed, and many details had been forgotten, so he said: "I seem to have touched a pot of flowers in my brother's inn..."
"a pot of flower?"
Feng Qingyan frowned.
"Yes, it's a pot of flowers. That flower... seems to be the flower of the other side..."
A Heng recalled carefully, and it seemed that his past memory had become much clearer, so he said: "The flower pot is made of black pottery, and it seems to have sixteen sides, and each side has a picture of an evil ghost carved on it..."