She took out a bag, collected the skulls together, burned them with Hades fire, and then packed the ashes and prepared to take them out and scatter them in the mountains.
If their souls have not been reincarnated yet, this will also help them reincarnate.
The Eight Immortals game was broken, and she found that there was a mahogany sign on the table where Huo Wendong's head was originally placed, so she took out the mahogany sign and put it on it.
The tabletop suddenly collapsed, revealing an entrance staircase.
Yang Zimei and others walked in cautiously.
This passage was so dark that Yang Zimei's night vision function failed and Xiao Qian and Lianyi could not see.
When the strong flashlight used by Huo Wenhua was shined on, the visibility could not exceed 30 centimeters. It was really the so-called blindness.
"Sister, why is it so dark? Isn't it leading to hell?"
Xiaoqian gasped and asked.
"Then let's take a trip to hell!"
Yang Zimei pretended to be calm and joked, "Maybe the scenery there is super nice!"
"That's right, then just treat it as a trip to hell!"
Xiaoqian agreed.
In order to prevent getting lost, Yang Zimei still held Xiao Qian with one hand and Lianyi with the other, and walked forward in the dark based on his feeling.
Huo Wenhua and the clone ghost staggered behind.
No one was really afraid, only vaguely excited and looking forward to what they would encounter at the next stop.
Suddenly, a faint fragrance of flowers from the front wafted into the nose, making people feel dazed for a moment.
Yang Zimei hurriedly blocked his sense of smell before he woke up.
The original thick darkness gradually faded, and the vision was filled with white mist.
In the white mist, like a graceful girl, a large area of red flowers bloomed, spreading like blood. It was shockingly beautiful and looked like a carpet paved with blood.
"Higanbana!"
Xiao Qian took a breath and said, "Sister, we have arrived at the intersection of Huangquan."
"Is it really Hibiscus flower?"
Although Yang Zimei has never seen Bana Flower, he has read many descriptions in books.
The three days before and after the spring equinox are called spring equinox, and the three days before and after the autumnal equinox are called autumn equinox, which are the days for visiting graves. The other side flower blooms on the other side of the spring and autumn, and it is very punctual, not missing a day, so it is named the other side flower.
Flower of the other shore, also known as Manzhu Shahua, is a flower that voluntarily threw itself into hell in legend. It was driven back by the demons, but it still lingers on the road to the underworld. The demons couldn't bear it, so they agreed to let it bloom on this road to give the souls who left the human world a chance.
Guidance and comfort, as a welcoming flower from the other side of the River of Forgetfulness.
Flowers are as bright and red as blood, paving the road to hell. They have flowers but no leaves, and are the only flowers in the underworld. The fragrance of flowers is said to have magical power and can evoke the memories of the deceased.
Because this flower only sees the flowers but not the leaves, the leaves but not the flowers, the flowers and the leaves do not meet each other, they are always in the same place, so there is also a feeling of tragic love that they will never be able to meet again.
The flower on the other shore blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never see each other. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death.
When Yang Zimei was reading that day, he saw the legend of Bianhua flower and became very curious about this special flower. He also searched all over the mountains for it.
But unfortunately, I have never encountered it.
She also ran to ask Master if there really was such a flower in the world.
The master smiled and told her that he had seen a large area of such flowers in a valley, and that they were not only blooming on Huangquan Road.
Now, there is a large area of Bianhua flower in front of us, and it is still blooming in the thick white mist, which is mysterious, beautiful and strange.
