Chapter 237: One day, everyone will find their own destination and find their own vast sea and sky
"Looking back?"
"Ah, that's it..."
Hongli asked cautiously: "Can you take a sneak peek? We won't tell anyone about anything we see..."
"Uh, that..."
Hei Yang smiled sarcastically: "Of course, we are just joking, please don't take it seriously."
"Yeah, if you're in trouble, just pretend you didn't hear me!"
Hongli beeped softly: "This kind of request is indeed excessive..."
"Looking back..."
Po Meng raised her eyebrows, looked at Hei Yang Hongli with a strange expression, shook her head and laughed.
"Naihe Bridge, Meng Poting, Sansheng Stone, and Wangxiang Terrace. At the other end of Naihe Bridge is Wangxiang Terrace. Most of the souls of the dead will take a last look at the human world before reincarnation.
But because they have already drank the soup, they can look at the past life calmly and are not afraid of causing any trouble."
After a pause, Meng Po still shook her head and sighed: "It's not a big deal to look at it a few times, but I finally let it go, so why bother to make myself more sad?"
"That means you agree?"
The two were overjoyed.
"Go and play by yourself, don't bother me all the time, watch the road and remember to line up."
"Understand, understand!"
Hei Yang Hongli nodded quickly and ran out of the pavilion hand in hand. Under the confused eyes of the dead souls on the Naihe Bridge, he blended into the other people's ranks and followed the troops ahead step by step.
[Hongli: Hey, we two big living people, wouldn’t it look too abrupt if we were mixed in?]
[Hei Yang: No matter what, we didn’t jump in line. Grandma Meng gave us permission. We are upright and don’t be afraid of shadows, okay?]
[Hongli: But except for the two of us, there is no one else!]
[Heiyang:...]
[Heiyang: Grass! The angle is tricky and cannot be refuted.]
[Hongli: Right, right, so we should disguise ourselves? At least it won’t be so conspicuous?]
[Hei Yang: What a great idea! I’ll give you a knife first!]
[Hongli:???]
[Hei Yang: What’s the question? Didn’t you say you wanted to disguise yourself as a dead soul?]
[Hongli: Disguise! Disguise! Don’t you want to become a dead soul? Hey, you bitch, if you have the ability, do it? Do it!]
[Heiyang: Ahem, are you just joking? How do you say it?]
[Hei Yang: Are you just pretending to be paralyzed like them?]
[Hongli: I have no memory, and I am in a state of ignorance now. What a paralyzed face, I don’t respect the deceased at all!]
The queue seemed to be slow but was actually fast. Soon Hei Yang and Hong Li followed an old man in front of them who looked to be in his sixties or seventies and walked onto the Wangxiang Terrace.
The old man stood blankly on the gazebo, looking into the distance. The gray mist floated over and formed lines of small characters in front of him.
Name: Li Wei
Gender: Male
Age: 24 years
Cause of death: overwork...
Previous life: World No. 2442
"Ah this..."
The corners of Hei Yang Hongli's mouth twitched at the same time. This old man is so young...
The gray mist should be made up of Big Brother... Ahem, that should be the specific information about Big Brother's previous life.
Logically speaking, for this kind of personal privacy information, the Wangxiang Station should have a one-meter line or something to prevent the two guys behind from peeping.
But generally speaking, the people queuing up are ignorant souls who have already drunk the soup. There is no problem of privacy leakage at all. They probably don’t know why two bad guys sneaked in.
Moreover, even if there is one meter of noodles, don’t look down on the eyesight of young people! (bushi)
Scenes appeared in front of Big Brother, office toilet, office toilet... Ahem, the content of the screen is not important, it just floats on the screen anyway!
Seeing this touching picture of his past life, even the ignorant big brother couldn't help but shed a tear and floated down his cheek into the Wangchuan River.
Then, without any nostalgia or regret, Big Brother turned around and walked away, heading straight towards the place of reincarnation.
As he advanced, his waist became straighter and straighter, his energy became more and more abundant, and his figure became larger and larger. In the eyes of Hei Yang Hongli, the other party seemed to have been redeemed and reborn...
It’s simply...so shocking!
"Just leave it there and be shocked."
Hong Li rolled her eyes, slapped Hei Yang on the back, and walked to the Wangxiang Terrace with a look of curiosity and expectation.
"Sister, let me take a look. Can I see my home, or my past life?"
"Uh..."
Hei Yang didn't speak, he watched quietly.
The gray mist floats over and forms words.
Name:???
Gender:???
Age:???
Glitch: Please place normal creatures here!
Hong Li: "???"
"Pfft hahaha..."
Hei Yang tried his best to lower his voice so as not to laugh: "It's a wonderful life, Xiaoli, um, my non-biological wife!"
"Hey, it's not..."
Veins popped up on Hong Li's head: "What do these mean!"
"Okay, okay, lean on it and look at me."
Hei Yang suppressed a smile and pushed Hong Li aside, who looked suspicious of life. He confidently stood on the Wangxiang Terrace, adjusted his mood, rubbed his hands, and looked forward!
Gray fog quickly forms text.
"Please don't place debris on Wangxiang Terrace, second warning!"
Hei Yang: "???"
"Pfft hahaha..."
Hongli covered her mouth tightly, her body trembled, and she suppressed a smile in pain and happiness: "You're talking about me, my bastard husband, you're laughing so hard, hahaha..."
"Ah this...this..."
A string of question marks appeared on Heiyang's head: "Is it broken?"
"Uh..."
After a pause, Hei Yang moved away and looked at the dead souls lining up behind him with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, please go first."
Revenant: "..."
The dead soul said nothing and walked forward blankly.
Finally, the Wangxiang Tower was operating normally, and while the other party's information emerged, scenes from the past life emerged.
"Ah this..."
Hei Yang looked at Hong Li beside him in confusion, his head full of questions: "How come it can be used? Did you fix it for me?"
"I'll ruin your size!"
Hongli couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "It's obviously your problem, okay!"
"Uh..."
Hei Yang scratched his head: "Do you have to become a dead soul to watch?"
"It makes sense."
Hongli stood up on tiptoes and stretched out her hand to pinch Hei Yang's neck, laughing and saying: "I'll help you!"
"Don't make trouble..."
Hei Yang rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to the two small hands on his neck...
"Wait a minute, shit, don't reach out to your collar..."
"Oh, what's the matter? Really..."
After trying to no avail, but not daring to waste more time and influence the people behind them, Hei Yang and Hong Li squatted beside them, watching their souls wandering around, and fell into confusion.
"This..."
Hongli patted Hei Yang's leg and whispered: "How do you say it?"
"I don't know much about the underworld. It's my first time here at Wangxiang Terrace..."
"As expected, you still have to become a dead soul, right? Hei Yang, I'm here to help you!"
"Go aside..."
Hei Yang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "No, we are not locals. People from the Traveling World seem to be black households here, right?"
"Hey, no wonder..."
Hongli suddenly realized and breathed a sigh of relief: "I was shocked. I thought I was really going to marry a bastard."
"Crawling, crawling, crawling! The little mouth looks like it has been smeared with honey!"
Heiyang "Bangbang" punched Hongli twice on the knee. Suddenly something occurred to him and he took out the underworld certificate given by Grandma Meng.
"So can this "temporary ID card" be used as a substitute?"
"Well..."
Hong Li frowned and looked, suddenly stunned: "This thing won't glow in the first place, right?"
"Hmm."
Hei Yang looked at the certificate of hell flashing in his hand, and could vaguely feel the connection between it and Wangxiang Terrace. With a happy face, he stood up and walked towards Wangxiang Terrace.
"As expected of me, smart and witty..."
"Stop being clever..."
Hong Li grabbed Hei Yang's sleeve, turned around and left in the opposite direction: "Go back in line again."
"Oh, I understand, I understand!"
"..."
"..."
……………
Traveling around the world: Black Sun
Past life information: Destroyed
Guarantor: Po Meng
Provide world number: World No. 2440
The picture finally appeared in front of my eyes, high-rise buildings, high-speed trains, airplanes, highway traffic...
Scenes that made Hei Yang feel familiar yet unfamiliar emerged, and there were many vehicles he had never seen before suspended on the road. He didn't know if it was because he had little experience, or if it was newly researched in the past few years since he was away.
.
"This group of people..."
Hongli stared blankly at the young ladies dressed in fancy clothes on the street, her face a little red.
"The clothes you wear are very revealing, and they don't look very good. Why should you show your shortcomings..."
"Oh, that world is different from the Traveling World. Those who are not nourished by spiritual energy are all mortals."
Hei Yang explained casually, but soon he stopped talking. In the picture in front of him, a house gradually got closer.
Although it was completely different from what he remembered, Hei Yang's heart was still beating nervously. If everything goes as expected...
A pair of gray-haired couples were busy talking and laughing in the kitchen, and a dull-looking iron man was doing something next to him - is that some kind of small household robot?
Hei Yang watched quietly with a calm expression. Hong Li did not dare to speak, but held Hei Yang's hand tightly, letting her boyfriend feel the warmth of her palm.
The picture moved quickly, and plates of steaming meals were brought to the table. Black Yang still watched quietly.
Suddenly, the door that Hei Yang had not seen opened automatically, and a young man walked in carrying a satchel. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he was probably calling his parents. After the couple in the kitchen heard this, they quickly put down their spoons and walked out of the house. When they saw the boy, the couple greeted him with smiles and then gave him a big hug.
Obviously, Hongli felt Hei Yang's body trembling, and she was a little at a loss. She felt that she should say something now, but she didn't know how to say it...
"That..."
Hongli forced a smile: "Yes, parents and... younger brother?"
"Ah...probably..."
Hei Yang turned his head, held his girlfriend's hand, pulled her around and walked down, smiling in a low voice.
"Just, that, how should I say..."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Hongli patted Hei Yang on the shoulder: "If you're not happy, just lie in your sister's arms and cry."
"No, really, I'm... quite happy... you see they... have all walked out of the shadow of my absence, and... there are also new, new children... just
, very happy..."
Hei Yang's footsteps became hurried, with a smile on his face. He pulled Hong Li all the way back to the pavilion, sat on the mattress, opened his mouth, wanted to say something but finally fell silent, just silently speaking to Hong Li and Meng Po.
He smiled and lowered his head.
"Hey..."
Hongli sat next to Hei Yang, grabbed his hands and put them on her legs.
"The big boy I like has nothing to hide from me. I am here! I will always be here from now on.
Well, it’s all my fault, right? I said I wanted to see it... Well, it’s not okay, and it’s not all my fault. You obviously want to see it too... Well, there’s also Grandma Meng.
, the props were provided by her, yes, I, I only admit one-third of my fault!"
"Pfft..."
Hei Yang couldn't help laughing and looked at Hong Li: "If I really have you, I'll do it..."
"Hehe."
Hongli smiled and said, "You taught me that!"
"Ha..."
Looking at the girl's smiling face and the concern in her eyes, Hei Yang chuckled softly, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times, and suddenly buried his head into Hong Li's arms, whimpering.
"They, they haven't, never hugged me like that...hehehe...
Not once, not even once, ugh, I don’t remember it!
Every time, every time, it’s the same when I go back, with a stern face, saying that you must... try harder again!"
Hei Yang's voice was slightly distorted, and he was breathing heavily. He felt someone holding him tightly, and his breathing became slightly calmer, but his voice was still whimpering.
"Just, just, Xiaoli..."
"Well, you are here."
"Well..."
Hei Yang nodded slightly and said what was in his heart.
"Although I think it's not good to think like this, I just can't help it...
Seeing them so happy makes me feel so sad!
Well, yes, I’m so sour...
Why, didn’t I do well in the past? Why can’t they treat me like that? Why...huhuhu..."
"Are you stupid? Isn't this right?"
Hongli sighed and said: "Isn't our family happy? Our parents treat us badly. Why are we jealous of others? What's so sour!"
"Hoo, ho...
Yes...yes..."
With tears in his eyes, Hei Yang seemed to see the figures of Qing Yiyi and Hei Muguang, and saw them smiling at him.
"Yes, I have a mother and a father. They love me..."
Hei Yang gasped, his body gradually relaxed, and his tight muscles slowly loosened: "And Xiaoli, I still have you here, have you always been there?"
"Yes, yes!"
Hongli chanted a long tune, her face flushed, and she said with a smile: "I will always be here."
"You're so kind."
"That's not true!"
"..."
"..."
Hei Yang's breath gradually calmed down, Hong Li patted her back gently, and Po Meng beside her said quietly while filling the soup.
"Grandma, I told you, you will be sad after seeing it."
After a pause, Po Meng turned her head and asked, "Half a bowl of soup. I only forget my past life but not this life. Do you want to drink it?"
"No, no need to drink."
Before Hei Yang could speak, Hong Li refused directly.
"My Hei Yang is not that fragile, there is no need to use that method!"
After a pause, Hongli showed a somewhat naive smile.
"Hehe, let me tell you, I have to let my sister hold me and cry for a while before I can let go completely. If I let you show off again, will your secret be revealed? Well, are you asleep?"
Hong Li was startled, laughed and shook her head, helped Hei Yang to bed and covered her with a quilt.
Lying down next to the other person and gently pillowing his arm, Hongli waved her hand and whispered: "Grandma, we really fell asleep this time, don't hit your head again!"
"Hmm."
The corners of Meng Po's mouth slightly raised: "Sweet dream."
"Hmm!"
"..."
"..."
The breathing sounds of the boys and girls gradually became even and steady, and slowly, smiles appeared on their faces, maybe they really had a good dream.
On the Naihe Bridge, there were countless dead people. Bowls of soup were handed out, and Meng Po stared at them sharply. She nodded with satisfaction until the other party drank them all.
She is always responsible and rarely makes mistakes.
But...
Po Meng smiled: "Occasionally, there are good mistakes."
"..."
Mrs. Meng thumped her waist, then suddenly looked around furtively, lowered her head, and carefully took a sip of soup under the cover of her sleeves.
"Uh, huh, tui!"
After taking a sip and spitting out the soup, Po Meng pretended to be nonchalant and continued to serve the soup.
A few minutes later, when she found that the furious Prince Yama had not come over with something to do, Mrs. Meng let out a long sigh of relief: "Hey, it's obviously sweet, but these two little guys can deceive people!"
(Spitted Soup: So love will disappear, right?)
………
"Speaking of Yiyi, what gifts did Xiaoyang bring you when he came back from Wuxing City?"
"Oh, don't mention it. Let alone a row of big watermelons. We also sell them here. There are also two sacks of walnuts. I picked them from my sister-in-law's walnut tree.
Oh, there are a few little things, but there’s nothing much to say.
A gold necklace is a bit sincere, but what he said can bring out my ladylike temperament. Really, I always feel like he is calling me old!"
"Hey, Xiaoyang is really careful. Look at my Xiaoli, that's just perfunctory!
Oh, a bunch of pigeons said they were for me, a few bottles of wine said they were for her dad, and some other miscellaneous things...
I even doubt it, no, I’m sure that there are a bunch of leftovers that she used and ended up using them as gifts. Haha, do you think whose daughter is so in need of cleaning up?"
"Well..."
"Uh..."
"Admit it, do you miss a child?"
"Aren't you the same? You had a cold face when you chased someone away, and how long has it passed before you miss them again?"
"Where did you say they went to live? Went to a pub? Or stayed at someone else's house? Is it safe?"
"It's harmful. The child will fly. It's so powerful that it's just too much to worry about."
"That's right...the two little meat balls rolled around a few times, blinked their eyes, and ran up to the sky in a blink of an eye. How should I put it, I was very happy and reluctant to let go.
I always feel like it’s time to let go, but I don’t want to let go, so I have to force myself..."
"Harmful, who is not?"
"You said, do we really let our children wander outside all the time?"
"Ah, this...that...just three or two days will be enough..."
"Can you get enough exercise in three or two days?"
"It only takes a moment for a child to grow up. Any longer and it will torture us..."