The Netherworld (2)
When Yang Xiong saw the two huge stone pillars, he realized that the two houses were carved with ancient unicorns, one on each side. On the horns of the unicorns, there were two lines of words written in the wind," Come to life, live life, and finally become dust." This life, that life, entering the cycle of reincarnation.”Yang Xiong slowly savored these two sentences. Thinking back to his memories, was his life like this? Did he have to start all over again once he entered reincarnation? Maybe starting over was not a mistake. In fact, wasn't it good to start over? Just as Yang Xiong was thinking about this, he heard a loud shout,"Report your name and register here."”
Do I need to register? Does everyone in the secret passage have to register? Yang Xiong looked at the person who was standing on the pillar first with confusion. Oh, no, he should be called a ghost now. One of them was dressed in black, and his face was completely black. The other was dressed in white, and his skin was also very white. The two of them stuck out their tongues, but it didn't affect their conversation. When the two ghosts saw that Yang Xiong was dawdling and not going forward to register, they immediately said angrily," Kid, hurry up and register. Otherwise," As they spoke, a stick wrapped in white paper appeared in the hand of the white-clothed person. It waved in front of Yang Xiong, and Yang Xiong suddenly felt very angry. However, just as Yang Xiong was about to deal with this reckless brat…
The stick in the hand of the man in white had already hit him. He immediately felt his body slowly becoming smaller and shorter. "How can we not lower our heads when we are under the eaves?”If you get the most out of him, he will transfer it to you when he reincarnates, then you won't die of a loss. Yang Xiong also went over to register. Yang Xiong had just reincarnated and walked away when he saw the person in white say," That's more like it. If anyone behind you is disobedient, you can ask him how he feels." After this, you can talk. I know you're all very aggrieved. Go over and ask. Take a good look at this place."
Yang Xiong didn't care about that person at all. When he went over, he saw a person from an ancient TV drama. That person was definitely an official from an ancient TV drama. He was holding a big brush. When Yang Xiong arrived, the man gave Yang Xiong something that looked like a pill. Yang Xiong put it into his mouth and finally felt that he could talk. The man ignored Yang Xiong's excitement and asked,"Name?"”
"Yang Xiong!"
"Age."
"Age?"
"Yeah."
"I didn't know that I was born with such a height. I've lived for eighteen years in my original world and less than two years in this continent!”
"I'm asking you about your age. Why the hell are you wasting your breath? Age "
"I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"Yeah, I don't know."
"Sigh, I met another idiot. Alright, you can go over! This is your identity token." As he said that, he gave Yang Xiong a sign with two big red words on it,"Idiot". When Yang Xiong saw these two words in his heart, he couldn't help but want to laugh," What? Am I an idiot? "Hahah!" Yang Xiong had just thought of this when he heard someone behind him shout,"Brother Yang, wait for me to send you on your way."”After saying that, Yang Xiong turned around and saw his friend, that old man. But what about today? The old man's clothes were quite clean, and there was not a single bit of waste to be seen. Yang Xiong felt that he seemed to have seen wrongly, or rather, he had recognized the wrong person. Was that still the old man he used to know? Forget it, maybe he's not here for me. I'd better leave! Just as Yang Xiong thought of this, he realized that someone had grabbed him. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't. Yang Xiong asked himself what was wrong with him. The others were still slowly floating forward, but he stood on the spot. No matter how much his feet moved, he still could not take a step forward. Yang Xiong felt so powerless that he was speechless. Just as he was about to turn around, a voice came from behind,"Yang Xiong Di, you don't mind me using this method to keep you, right?”
" I don't mind. I thought you weren't here for me. Look at your outfit." Yang Xiong looked at the old man. The old man didn't have a beard on his face. Only the wrinkles on his face showed his age. He was an old man. The old man said to Yang Xiong,"When will you stop joking with me?"”
"If I don't joke with you, you'll die of loneliness.”Yang Xiong chuckled. The two of them chatted and laughed. Those little ghosts stood there respectfully and carried out their duties. They watched all of this happen as if the old man and Yang Xiong were air, completely ignored by them.
Yang Xiong and the old man were joking when they heard a voice from behind." Greetings, Saint.”
"Oh, Meng Po, you're here."
"Yes, may I know why Saint has come?”
"Oh, it's nothing. I just came to see a friend off. Why don't we go to Meng Po's place and have a seat?”
"Alright, I don't mind."
"Saint, I'll go back and make some preparations."
"Meng Po, I'm still thinking about the good wine you have.”
"Hehe, then I've had enough of caring for today.”Meng Po then left. After Meng Po left, Yang Xiong and the old man also went to Meng Po's place. As soon as the three of them left, the ghosts began to discuss,"Who is this person? He's so awesome."
"Who knows? Go to Meng Po's place to drink. Just as everyone was discussing, the little kid who was guarding the door, Liange, was already sweating profusely. If that person said that they were not, then they would not even have the chance to reincarnate. The person who was waiting was even more depressed. He gave Yang Xiong an "idiot" sign. If Meng Po's so-called Saint knew about this…Then, he really did not know who had his nickname. Now that they saw the three of them leave, the sweat on their heads began to show.
When Yang Xiong and the old man arrived at Meng Po's residence, Yang Xiong saw that many people like him were lining up in front of the door. There were three slim and elegant girls standing at the door. They were dressed in gray clothes and had no other decorations. Their long hair draped over their shoulders gave them a natural beauty. When the three of them saw the old man, they said,"Greetings, Saint."”
"The little girl from back then has already grown up. Only when I saw you guys did I realize that I'm already old.”
" Saints live forever. No matter how old they are, they won't show it," said one of the girls who looked more lively.
"The little girl still has the same personality as before. Alright, I won't say anything else. You guys go ahead and do your work! I'm going to ask Meng Po for some wine."
"Farewell, Saint." After saying that, the three girls began to busy themselves with their own things. Yang Xiong looked at the small building behind the three girls. Could this be the legendary place where Meng Po lived? It was not in vain for him to be lucky enough to come here once! Looking at the three words on the door, Yang Xiong had an impulse to taste the legendary Granny Meng Soup. This was just an impulse. The old man seemed to have seen through Yang Xiong's thoughts and said," I think Granny Meng won't forget this matter once we go in."”After saying that, the two of them entered the small building where Meng Po lived.
The old man and Yang Xiong had just entered the second floor of the small puppet. The decorations in the hall on the second floor were very few, except for a round table made of paper. On the table were a few fruits and a large jar of wine. The old man quickly entered and sat down. Yang Xiong also sat opposite the old man without any politeness. He used his hand to open the seal of the wine jar and poured wine for the old man. At the same time, he also filled his own cup and said to the old man," Come, let's drink."”
"Alright, I'll do it. I haven't had a drink since I came here.”the old man said. Just as the werewolf was about to refuse the compensation and taste the taste, a voice was heard again. Without thinking, he knew who it was." Meng Po greets the Saint and Venerable."
Who could be a Venerable? Yang Xiong was stunned. When did he become a Venerable? The old man said indifferently,"Come and sit, Meng Po!"”
" Thank you, Saint," Meng Po said as she sat down. Yang Xiong didn't care about what he was doing. They were just sitting together and drinking. Why did he care so much? Just to be happy, Yang Xiong filled Meng Po's cup with wine. Meng Po immediately stood up in fear and said," Please pour some wine for me, Venerable One. I'm sorry!"”
"Sitting together means drinking. I don't know if I'm a Venerable who doesn't sleep, but since we're sitting together, let's drink! Just to be happy,"
"Alright, I'll do it. If one of them is just happy, then we won't go home until we get drunk.”As they spoke, the three of them raised their wine glasses and downed them in one gulp. Yang Xiong immediately laughed and said," Good wine." The old man also smiled and said," Good wine." Hearing the two people's praise, Meng Po's face began to turn slightly red. Soon, the three of them finished the jar of wine. Yang Xiong was very sad and regretful about his inexplicable death. He drank today as a way to vent. After drinking, he would really feel better. Soon, Yang Xiong felt as if he had returned to the 21st century. His mind began to slowly become turbid. Everything slowly floated past his eyes. His mother, father, little sister, and everyone else. Were they all okay? What about his father and mother in this world? Was he alright? Although he didn't say a word, Yang Xiong was a person who valued relationships and righteousness. It was normal for him to miss her at will. However, when the pair of eyes that he saw before he died appeared in front of him, Yang Xiong had an inexplicable urge to kill. He wanted to kill that woman. No matter how beautiful he was, his heart had already made him lose his charm. Such a person had to be eliminated. He didn't want his life to take another detour. He had to kill those who needed to be killed. Only in this way could he live longer. Any false reputation was accumulated among the piles of bones. He also understood this point. It was very troublesome to get rid of a person without bloodshed. The simplest way was to kill him, completely kill him.
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