Yu Xiaolong stood on the shore and watched the rickety ghost rowing the boat and gradually disappearing into the thick fog.
He turned and looked ahead. Although it was also a desolate place, there seemed to be something unusual not far away.
He took a long breath, raised his feet and ran forward.
Yu Xiaolong came here unexpectedly this time, completely disrupting his plan. He didn't know how far ahead there was, so he didn't dare to waste too much time.
Soon, the bright flowers stopped Yu Xiaolong.
Countless flowers were neatly distributed on both sides of the road, and each one was so beautiful. The red petals, without a single leaf, made Yu Xiaolong look at them involuntarily.
Is this the flower of the other side?
According to legend, it is the only place to pass on the way to the underworld, and all the ghosts who die in the underworld must go through the experience of the Bana Flower.
It looks very beautiful, and its thin petals are as charming as blood, waiting for the ghosts passing by at any time.
The unique charm of the other side flower can attract every ghost that passes by, and the faint smell it emits can lose your mind and forget everything. If you are attracted by it, you will stay next to the other side flower forever and become its nourishment.
Yu Xiaolong looked at the endless flowers on the other side, knowing that they were not easy to mess with, so he simply closed his eyes and tried to hold his breath, covered his ears, and ran forward along the road desperately.
Because the true energy in his body could not be used, he could not hold his breath for too long. After only running for a few minutes, he became unbearable.
He didn't dare to stop, so he opened his mouth wide and took a few breaths before continuing to run forward.
Suddenly, a beautiful song sounded nearby. Yu Xiaolong subconsciously slowed down, opened his eyes and looked around.
The extremely coquettish Bianhuahua was still very beautiful, and the beautiful singing seemed to come from all directions. Yu Xiaolong felt that the singing directly penetrated his heart and reached the deepest part.
He looked at the Bana flowers around him and felt that they were the most beautiful things in the world, and nothing could rival them.
Yu Xiaolong knelt down, reached out and gently touched the flowers, as tenderly as a baby.
The Bianhua flower swayed gently, with dozens of slender petals swaying softly, exuding a charming fragrance.
Yu Xiaolong had never felt so comfortable. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it to the fullest. At this time, he felt that he could give up anything and stay here forever.
He lay down gently and nestled in the middle of the flowers. Looking at the flowers in front of him, Yu Xiaolong smiled contentedly and gradually closed his eyes.
Yu Xiaolong felt very sleepy and did not want to open his eyes at all. He felt that this place was more suitable for sleeping than any other place and he would never wake up.
Suddenly, the core of Yu Xiaolong's veins flashed, and a voice whispered in his ears.
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He said softly: "Don't sleep."
Soon, a burst of severe pain made Yu Xiaolong suddenly open his eyes.
He stood up with a "pop" sound, and his whole body shivered as if he had been electrocuted.
At this time, the originally blood-red Higan flowers all around had turned black, and in the center of each flower was a hysterically roaring skeleton.
Countless Bianhua flowers were shaking violently in the entire area, and at the same time, there were countless skeletons howling like ghosts.
Although Yu Xiaolong was a ghost and was not interested in all kinds of ghosts, he was very frightened by this scene and was trembling all over.
Yu Xiaolong felt afraid that he had almost stayed here forever. He quickly closed his eyes again, held his breath and covered his ears, and ran forward desperately.
I don't know how far I ran, but Yu Xiaolong couldn't hold it in any longer. He finally opened his mouth to breathe and opened his eyes at the same time.
The terrifying Higanbana flower has disappeared, and the desolate world has returned to its surroundings.
Yu Xiaolong fell to the ground, feeling terrified.
The Flower of the Other Side is indeed as powerful as the legend says, and countless ghosts remain there forever.
According to legend, after Pangu created the world, the chaotic world underwent a long evolution, and the underworld came into being. The underworld was protested by ghosts because it was too gloomy.
In order to maintain the order of the underworld, the gods designated one hundred kinds of flowers to multiply in the underworld. However, this move was opposed by the underworld, which was in charge of flowers.
After weighing the pros and cons, the gods let the flowers in the world freely choose whether to enter life in the underworld.
But the gods didn't get any response, only Bianhuahua took the initiative to invite her.
Because it was too bright and inconsistent with the environment of the underworld, the flower was sent away by the ghosts in the underworld.
However, Bianhua's betrayal was unforgivable by Yangjian and she was expelled again.
In this way, Bianganhua is not welcomed in both the Yin and Yang worlds.
Because of this incident, the underworld and the underworld went from being indifferent to quarreling, from being irrelevant to fighting each other, and finally triggered a long-lasting war.
In the end, the gods couldn't stand it anymore, so they intervened and decided to let the other side flower bloom in the neutral road between the world of the sun and the underworld, called the other side road.
Because she was abandoned by the Yin and Yang worlds, Bianhua was disheartened, so she showed her demonic power on the road to the other side.
For all the lives after death in the Yang world, the road to the other side is an important hurdle in the experience of the Yin soul before entering the underworld, which will force the Yin soul to stay forever to absorb nutrients.
"Lotus Sutra·Moon" states, "Manjushri, why is the teacher? The white hair between his eyebrows, the great light shines all over the place, the rain mandala, the mandala, the sandalwood, the wind of sandalwood, pleases the hearts of all, so the reason is that the earth is
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Pure, this world is shaken in six ways, and all the people in the four tribes are joyful, and their body and mind are so happy that they have never been seen before.
As a ghost, Yu Xiaolong certainly knows about the afterlife and present life of Bianhua, and is also very familiar with its power.
But after experiencing it myself, I understood the horror of Hibiscus flower.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaolong couldn't help but shudder, feeling that he had really come around from the edge of death.
However, at the most critical moment, the inexplicable warning from the core of the veins allowed Yu Xiaolong's mind to recover and resist the temptation of the flower of the other side.
But he couldn't waste any more time now, so he took a long breath and continued walking forward.
Soon, not far ahead, two unusually huge rocks were blocking the way, leaving only a four- to five-meter-wide gap in the middle.
Yu Xiaolong looked around and saw that there was no other way except through the gap.
He stood carefully next to the rock and looked inside.
It's the same wasteland over there, no different from here.
Yu Xiaolong walked over in confusion. As soon as he passed the gap, his eyes suddenly brightened up, making him afraid to look directly. He quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, what he saw surprised him.
A road about three meters wide winds into the distance with no end in sight.
There is a bottomless abyss on both sides, and even standing on the edge feels like my legs are shaking.
The upper end of the road is watered by dense raindrops. As long as you walk on this road, you have to endure the constant torrential rain above.
Yu Xiaolong had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
The moment he stepped onto the path, the rain above began to wash away him mercilessly, not sparing a single drop.
He knew very well that this was the empty valley where he could forget everything, and it was also the location of the so-called Meng Po Tang among the people.
The pouring rain kept pouring from top to bottom. Yu Xiaolong closed his mouth and covered his ears again.
He didn't dare to let the rain enter his body. Although he didn't know yet whether it had any power, being careful was always a hundred times better than being careless.
The heavy rain made the visibility in front very low, and Yu Xiaolong could only see three or four meters ahead.
He didn't know how long this road was, nor what he was about to face ahead. But Yu Xiaolong knew that no matter what, he had to cross here safely.
The bottomless abyss on both sides frightened Yu Xiaolong. He did not dare to go too fast to prevent his feet from slipping and falling.
In this way, he kept moving forward at a steady pace, while also observing his surroundings vigilantly.
Suddenly, Yu Xiaolong vaguely noticed that a figure seemed to appear in front of him.