Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

Chapter 124

Possessed, Meng Po raised her cloudy and sunken eyes to look at him: "Who are you talking about?"

"It's my teacher."

Regardless of whether she was a human or a ghost, Pei Xiangyun grabbed her arm: "Please tell me, I want to find him, I want to atone for my sin, I..."

It seemed that Po Meng had seen such an unreasonable ghost for the first time, her originally withered face turned pale, she let out a shriek, and all the ghosts behind Pei Xiangyun dispersed, and there were only the two of them at the bridge. people".

Pei Xiangyun looked around in confusion, but saw some "fear" expressions on the faces of those pale and lifeless people. They looked towards this side timidly, as if they didn't understand why they suddenly made a fuss .

"You are crazy and messing around, what's the point?"

Granny Meng scooped up a spoonful of unrecognizable soup from a deep altar beside her, and stretched out her arms to hand it to him.

The so-called "Mengpo Soup" was actually not even half hot, and the chill hit his face, making Pei Xiangyun subconsciously take a step back.

No...

After drinking, you will forget your past and forget your teacher.

can't drink...

He suddenly took a few steps back: "I won't drink, you tell me where the teacher is first."

Granny Meng didn't bother to listen to his talk of conditions, she smiled sinisterly, and stretched out her sharp-nailed hands to grab him.Pei Xiangyun didn't follow her, and started circling with her around the bridge, and even dragged on with this ghost for a long time.

Until a handful of black mist suddenly appeared not far away.

The figure transformed into black mist hit the ground hard with the cane in his hand, Pei Xiangyun only felt dizzy, his body staggered a few steps uncontrollably, and hit hard on the bridge made of shins.

"Who caused trouble on the Naihe Bridge?" The voice was low and seemed to be filled with displeasure, "Report your name."

Granny Meng seemed to see the supporter coming, and said something in that person's ear.

It was only then that Pei Xiangyun realized that he seemed to have gotten into some trouble. He looked at the tall figure with some unease, and moved his lips just as he was about to speak, when he heard the man say, "Why is it him again?"

again?

But he had clearly never been here before.

"I……"

The man raised his eyes, revealing a face previously covered by shadows: "Follow me..."

"I don't want to drink soup, I..."

But the other party became impatient, stretched out the cane and waved at him.

There seemed to be some strange attraction on the cane, and Pei Xiangyun was hooked by that person without any resistance.

"Go on..." the man said calmly, "If there is any trouble, send it to the eighteenth floor."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight down the bridge without looking at whether Pei Xiangyun followed.

Pei Xiangyun deliberately didn't follow him, but he lost control of his body, skimmed the ground as if floating in the air, and clung tightly behind the man.

"Who are you?" He whispered, "I want to find someone, can I ask you?"

The man glanced sideways at him, and only answered his first question: "I'm Fan Wujiu."

"Fan Wujiu, Fan..."

Pei Xiangyun's eyes widened suddenly: "Hei Wuchang?"

However, Fan Wujiu did not affirm his words, and led him through the dark yellow under the sky of the underworld, and finally stopped in front of an iron gate.

There was a strangely shaped head carved on the iron door, with fire spraying from its mouth, but its limbs twisted and walked around the head, as if it had been tortured by a car and then put back together out of its original shape.

Pei Xiangyun met the blue eyes on his head, and felt "fear" for the first time in his life.

Seeing Fan Wujiu, the man suddenly said, "Baye, Baye, when will my punishment end?"

Fan Wujiu tapped the cane between the man's head and eyes, and he said in the staid voice of before: "You have been a human in two lives, but you have been a murderer in two lives. You have accumulated too much resentment in vain. Wait for the general of the underworld to kill you." Those who died in vain because of you will be sent to reincarnation, and then your whereabouts will be determined."

The man suddenly wailed: "Don't, don't, I can't stand this pain anymore. I'm already a ghost, so why does it hurt like this when my limbs are removed? It's been a full 60 years!"

Fan Wujiu ignored his crying and howled, walked into the iron gate without looking sideways, and suddenly said: "You should thank your teacher."

Pei Xiangyun was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"The head hanging on the door was a tyrant in the first life. He killed his wife and cooked his son. He dissected the chest of the virtuous ministers and exposed his corpse on the city wall. Finally, he was captured by the rebel army and lost his head."

There was a will-o'-the-wisp around, and there was a faint howling sound.Pei Xiangyun swallowed involuntarily, realizing that this should not be a good place.

"In the second life, he couldn't let go of the glory and wealth of his previous life. After being a person for a few days, he couldn't help but go back to the old way. He built an army to revolt, burned, killed, looted, slaughtered the city and slaughtered the people. In the end, the rebel army put an end to this crime. life..."

Fan Wujiu said, "Then he returned to the underworld again, bearing the life debt of the dead ghost for two lifetimes, and his sins are serious. Even if he is a beast, he can't be reincarnated, so he can only be tortured by the car, and then he is here to watch the gate After thinking about it, he can only be replaced when the next person who also bears the crime of killing arrives."

"Then I..."

"If your teacher doesn't strictly discipline you in this life, he won't bring you here now. I will dismantle your limbs according to the rules, and then guard the iron gate for him until the next person comes."

Fan Wujiu sneered: "Human nature is evil, that's why I hate all living people."

Before Pei Xiangyun had time to question him, he saw him lift his cane, and then a ghostly howling sound hit his eardrums.

His head was hurting like a burst, and he wanted to reach out to cover his ears in pain, but found that he couldn't even lift his hand.

Fan Wujiu's voice echoed faintly in his ears: "You have not paid off your sins in the previous life, so you will be punished with knives and fried oil according to the laws of the underworld."

After he finished speaking, he should have left from here, only Pei Xiangyun was repeatedly pierced through countless wounds by the blade like Ling Chi amidst the wailing of thousands of ghosts, and then healed at an extremely fast speed, as if nothing happened.

He was clearly a ghost and had no entity, but he still felt as if his whole body was about to be torn into countless pieces.

And the dusty memories finally woke up in his mind. In the agony, he saw himself making a fuss on the Naihe Bridge in his previous life just like now. Where did you go.

Granny Meng was overwhelmed by the turmoil, so she called the errand, but it wasn't Fan Wujiu with the cold face, but a man with Danfengyan who was always smiling.

"If you were given another chance, how would you live?" The man asked him, "Will you still be addicted to killing, as you are now?"

Pei Xiangyun didn't understand what he said: "What do you mean?"

"You now have a chance to live again."

Xie Bi'an stroked the tassel on his cane, and said slowly: "To reverse your mistakes, to change the ending of many people, but you may pay a very high price, and even the glory and wealth you enjoyed in your previous life will no longer exist. You will be overwhelmed Down and out, you will be trampled and scolded by thousands of people, are you still willing?"

Pei Xiangyun stared at him for a while, but only asked: "Then can I still see him?"

"he?"

Xie Bi'an seemed to be stunned for a moment: "Who is 'he'? "

Pei Xiangyun opened his mouth, but felt the smell of blood in his throat, and said with difficulty: "It's my teacher, the person I was most sorry for in my previous life. If I can see him, I will agree to any conditions."

"Really?"

A thoughtful light flashed in the man's eyes: "Even if it is death, are you willing?"

"I am willing..." Pei Xiangyun said without hesitation, "I am not afraid of death."

……

I see……

Pei Xiangyun endured the crying of the complaining ghosts, endured the sea of ​​swords and fire, but still smiled with the corners of his lips.

It turned out that he had already decided his own ending before he could do it all over again.

No complaints or regrets, no anger or hatred.

He is voluntary.

Volunteering to exchange one's life for the chance to meet that person again.

As long as I can do it all over again, as long as I can meet each other, even if it is thousands of miles away, I will look for you.

Pei Xiangyun watched the memories of this life flash by in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern, and he stretched out his hands in fear to grab them, but those fragments of memories disappeared like a mirror, passed through his fingers, and then dispersed into the only ones left among the dark ghosts. A little bit of light, just like his love that he only announced before his death.

Suddenly he was afraid of death.

I am not afraid of dying together with the people of Wusi, and I am not afraid of being devoured by thousands of innocent souls. I have no regrets even if I am tormented in the pan of knives and oil, but I am terrified of watching this dissipated memory right now.

Does it mean that I am going to lose these memories?

Do you want to forget the goodness and kindness you have gained in this life?

He waved his hands in vain in the light and shadow, trying to catch a point--

Even a little bit is good.

Pei Xiangyun desperately wanted to close his eyes, but found that he seemed unable to control his movements, and could only watch those memories disintegrate in the ferocious face of the ghost.

The oil pan in the underworld didn't emit any heat, but Pei Xiangyun sank into it, but he felt scalded to pieces.

Even when he was licking the tongue of fire on his body, he didn't say a word, but now he couldn't help but want to scream out in pain.

But he couldn't make a sound.

He watched helplessly as the wounds on his body were torn open, and then quickly healed, and then he was torn open again.

Repeated this Ling Chi-like torture countless times, without seeing half a trace of blood, it made him lose consciousness, and he regained consciousness from the pain again, and continued the torture.

Until another ray of light came on.

That beam of light came abruptly, out of tune with this ghost, but it was dazzling and dazzling.

Pei Xiangyun raised his eyes suddenly, and faintly saw a figure in the light.

"Master..."

His lips moved, and his hand stretched forward again pleadingly, trying to hold the man's hand in the hazy mist.

I realized my mistake and repented.

Can I see you again?If I see you again, I will die in peace.

Can you take a look at me?

The things in front of Pei Xiangyun began to blur, but he still stretched out his hand with the remaining strength in his body, trying to touch the soft light and shadow.

And the figure seemed to turn around if he felt something, and stretched out his hand to him.

Just like in the past, accepting him, a person who is out of place in the world like a ghost, dragged him into the soft world of mortals and rolled him.It was as if when he opened his eyes, he could return to that sunny afternoon in Longxi.

Pei Xiangyun's fingertips finally met the illusory light and shadow.

This simple action seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he finally closed his eyes tiredly, falling into the endless darkness amidst the cutting and oil cooking.

The author says:

Uncle Fan: You are so annoying, no one burns money for making me work overtime;

Gouzi: QAQ