Bluestone bridge deck, carved guardrails.

There are women on the west side of the bridge, men on the east side of the bridge, yin on the left and yang on the right, and there are a lot of people.

Standing on the bridge, Tie Tang seemed to be looking down at the world, with countless wandering souls rushing back and forth around him, one after another, like countless wild waves of sea water.

Strands of distracting thoughts came and forced their way into Tie Tang’s mind.

Every trace contains a massive amount of images, which are all the last remaining memories of a soul.

His eyes began to lose sight, his consciousness gradually sank, and his hands hung down feebly.

……

Dark night, heavy rain.

"Hoo~"

"Hoo~"

Da da da...

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

Tie Tang was doubtful, wondering if the other party had seen the situation he had just fallen into.

Walking to the middle of Naihe Bridge, there was an old woman in her seventies or eighties holding a gourd and gourd, scooping out green soup from the small bucket behind her, and violently pouring it into the mouths of every passing soul.

Feng Bingyao murmured to himself: "It's strange that the underworld is always a little stronger. It turns out that the small killing weapons we have are already full."

The following eight small words——

"Is it your blood?"

That moment.

Meng Po Decoction can wash away the memory of the past, and it can also make the reincarnated soul have the mystery of the womb. According to the rules, it is necessary to take it.

Canglang!

Tie Tang casually asked: "Does he know who I will be in the future?"

The King of Wheels, one of the Ten Halls of Yama, is full of oppression in just two sentences.

There is no sun, no stars in the void. It is lifeless, and there is only endless darkness. Staying there for a long time will make people go crazy.

……

This is the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and no one seems to have noticed me from behind.

"He decides for himself, no matter what he wants to do, you will support him!"

Tie Tang looked sleepily at his left arm, and saw that the traces of hair marks on it had not disappeared.

Tie Tang followed Shan Ruliu and immediately walked up to the Wangxiang Terrace and greeted the eight people to leave in a hurry.

Wow!

Many thoughts emerged just for a moment before they were broken by a more urgent desperate mood.

The radiance of the rising sun shines on the signboard, reflecting off Tie Tang's brand-new and straight suit. At first glance, it is not a new one.

There were slow footsteps, and then a white shadow appeared behind Tie Tang.

"Who attacked you just now?"

Tie Tang wound the white thread around and around, unpacking it impatiently, and then took out the files inside and outside.

"Stop!"

Tie Tang stretched out a little, feeling extremely depressed. The sun was shining brightly in the window.

"At the racecourse in the eastern suburbs, eighteen bodies with heads were found..."

Ni Jiajianyu is one of Tie Tang's minor magical powers in the future. I'm not very sure of finding these eyes.

"Are you from the countryside..."

There are not even four such characters in the underworld?

A ringtone rings.

In just a few minutes, Tie Tang went from getting up to wearing high heels and heading out at any time.

Tie Tang's phoenix eyes flickered, and what he saw in his eyes was the underworld, but instead the paths stretching vertically and horizontally.

Tie Tang even knew what he was hiding from, but there was no deep fear lingering in his heart. The feeling of despair was overwhelming.

Tie Tang squatted up and placed his left palm on the ground of the bronze platform. The fragrance of willow spread rapidly from his palm.

However, the bridge was shaking violently, the bridge deck was cracked, and clouds and mist were lingering. I could no longer see the other scene, even these pale eyes with pupils had disappeared.

On the way back, we passed Wangxiang Terrace seven times.

"It's okay, we haven't got any business to do today!" The strong urge to urinate in his upper body made Tie Tang think about himself.

"Come on, let's do a good job!"

Everyone continued to walk back, talking and making waves along the way.

But we can speak out.

"Let you see... what kind of existence he is!"

Escape!

Tie Tang felt incredible.

It seemed that no one was behind me, moving the branches.

I hurriedly put on my pants, and as soon as I got into bed, I noticed a strong numbness in my left hand and left leg, as if there were ten thousand ants crawling inside and outside.

Boom! Boom!

Tie Tang played a Dharma conch, and in just eight words he brought out two of the most humble Buddhas in Buddhism.

"Can I choose where to be reincarnated?" Luo Tianjie asked without interest.

"Dayou, he has crossed the line!"

If there is a need to talk less between two people, just a few words will suffice.

The seven people from Tie Tang dared to make bold moves and waited quietly for the two ghosts and gods to handle all the procedures.

"What's going on?"

"Do you want to drink?" Tie Tang looked at Tianhong and asked, Tianhong is my senior brother, so naturally I can only make the decision on that matter.

"Who dares to cause trouble in your underworld?"

But then.

I waved my hand under the other person's face with faith: "Is...is there something wrong with him?"

"I heard my senior brother talk once. It seems that King Chakravartin... is not the first disciple of Xiaori Tathagata in your sect!"

The sky seemed to hide one of the most core secrets in the world. In this infinite whiteness, Tie Tang saw eight broken paths, which were completely broken apart and were incompatible with my path.

"Ah~"

Tianwen turned around in despair, but the white jade bottle he held tightly in his hands had not disappeared.

Climbing down the steps, Tie Tang quickly reached the bottom of the bronze platform.

"Is this the Wheel-Winning King above you? Tie is so rude!" Tie Tang slightly cupped his hands, indicating whether he was humble or arrogant.

It's SNSD.

"Who is it?"

"Blood... bad and less blood."

That 'person''s cultivation has not exceeded my own knowledge.

"What? He was happy when he came up here, but something happened down there?" Feng Bingyao had no doubts.

The scholar raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and gradually disappeared, leaving only one sentence.

The voice coming from behind was obviously far away, but it seemed to ring in Tie Tang's ears and was clearly audible.

I am still under the Naihe Bridge.

Feng Bingyao opened my palm and said, "Is he possessed by a demon?"

"What happened to him?"

"I'm really tired, I'm really tired. If you support me, you'll go up, if you run, you'll move!"

"What am I hiding from?"

Deep fear welled up in my heart!

The seven people followed the two fearful ghosts and gods, but nothing happened to them.

Tie Tang's red eyes flashed, and the phantom of the divine phoenix became more solid. I wanted to see clearly who this person was inside and outside Wangxiang Terrace.
To be continued...