Chapter 1692

The hall of hell is very quiet, and sometimes there are fierce ghosts howling.

The judge looked at the book of life and death. He didn't speak for a long time. His face was strange. He wanted to scratch his head.

Seeing that he did not speak, the black and white impermanence clubbed behind him all looked at the book of life and death. Is this man very strong?

But at this glance, the expression of black and white is also strange.

It's not the three people who are so. It's just the book of life and death that records Ye Chen's life and death. There are only two words: bitches.

Three people are a little confused, other people's life records, are full of a large, this goods is good, just two words: bitches.

The judge looked up at Hei Wuchang, then at Bai Wuchang. Then he looked at the book of life and death. He really scratched his head.

Three people look at Ye Chen together, such as looking at talent, a judge is meaningful, black and white impermanence is earnest.

Life and death books are judged in this way, how cheap this person should be!

Below, ye Chen also strange, my life and death book what is different? Two judges are changeable. What kind of expression are they.

I don't know, let him know his life and death Book domineering side leakage of the two characters, will jump up on the spot scold mother.

"When you have done all the evil things, throw yourself into the beast." The magistrate regained his dignity, and his voice was as loud as thunder.

"What a brute, I'm not a beast." Ye Chen stopped working. He jumped three feet high and yelled. Why did he do all the evil things? Lao Tzu saved the whole world?

"I dare to disobey my house and enter the hell of eighteen levels."

"In fact, it's good to be... To be a beast." Ye Chen ha ha laughs, on the spot counsels, counsels is has no sign.

Eighteen levels of hell, a listen is not a good place, even ordinary people know, he will not know? You want to go in and come out?

Compared with that hell, it's really good to be a beast. At least you can reincarnate. As long as you can go back, everything is possible.

"Drag it away," said the beast The judge drank, and with a wave of his pen, he drew a cross in Ye Chen's book of life and death.

Under the order, the two children came forward together, one left and one right, each holding an arm, which was very rough.

Ye Chen is full of black lines and wants to scold his mother. If Lao Tzu is still Dacheng's holy body, he will be the first to lift the hall of hell.

However, he is only one day, and he is in the underworld. If this happens, the two kids can make him cry.

It was a long way for him to be taken out again.

This is the Yinyang Road, also known as huangquan road. On both sides of the road are covered with flaming red flowers, which are the legendary other shore flowers.

This road is like a carpet paved with blood. The red flowers on the other side are the only scenery and color on the road.

In addition, there are many ghosts and ghosts on the huangquan road. They are all dead before the end of their life. They can neither go to heaven nor reincarnate. They only wander on huangquan road.

"It's a nice flower." Ye Chen all the way to see, ignoring the ghost, only to see the flaming flowers on the other side.

The flower is very strange, such as blood red, a flower that only blooms in hell. He has only heard the legend but never seen it.

According to legend, when flowers bloom on the other side, you can't see the leaves when they bloom, and you can't see the flowers when there are leaves. The flowers and leaves don't meet each other, and everything is left on the other side.

Can't help but, leaf Chen stretched out a hand, want to pick a come down.

However, this has not touched the flower, a kid's whip came, a whip swung over, hit his hand smoke.

Now, the goods are honest, and they show their teeth in pain.

In front of us, there are rivers crisscrossed, and the river is blood yellow.

This is the river, there is an arch bridge, is called Naihe bridge.

At the end of the bridge, there is an earth stone platform, which is the legendary homestead. You can climb onto the platform to look at your hometown, which is a window of yin and Yang.

On the left side of wangxiangtai, there is a green stone, which records everyone's past life, present life and afterlife.

On the right side of wangxiangtai, there is an old woman named Meng Po.

The two little ghosts sent Ye Chen to him, and they disappeared.

Ye Chen is curious and stares at the wangxiangtai and the Sansheng stone.

It's a good thing. It has ancient and mysterious power depiction. It can't see the level. It should be very fierce to carry it back to fight.

Thinking, he put his hand on the Sansheng stone.

Sansheng stone is humming, showing an ancient picture.

That was his previous life. He was a general of the mortal world. He fought in the battlefield for ten years and defended his country. He never removed his armor.

With a smile, he knew he was a general in his previous life.

After seeing the past life, it is this life, but his afterlife is in chaos. I don't know whether it is a man or a devil.

The cause of the past life, the fruit of this life, the fate of reincarnation, the origin of fate.

Sansheng stone witnessed the sufferings and joys, sorrows and joys, laughter and tears, hatred and hatred. The debts and feelings that should be paid were written off in front of Sansheng stone.

After he closed his hand, he stepped on the homestead and looked at the misty.

Another picture shows a small tomb with his name engraved on the tombstone.The women stood in front of the tomb, dressed in wedding clothes and tearful eyes.

He saw Chu Xuan, like an ice sculpture, lying on an ice jade bed with snow-white hair and tears on the corner of his eyes.

Ye Chen reached out to wipe the tears from her eyes.

But he could not touch them. They were separated by Yin and Yang.

Hengyuezong or hengyuezong, there are too many familiar people, Xie yunnasi, Xiong Er natuo, incomparable cordiality.

Wangxiangtai is indeed abstruse. It can reflect his hometown and his whole life.

For the first time, he saw his parents. They were not big people, but two ordinary people.

The reason why he left him was that the village was robbed and the whole village was slaughtered. He was the only one who survived.

Ye Chen cried. It was his father and mother, but he could only watch it on the Wangxiang platform. As early as 300 years ago, he left the world.

For a long time, he did not step down, greedily looking at his hometown.

This reincarnation, reincarnation, meet again, I do not know what year, also do not know can still know, everything is unknown.

I do not know when, he just touched the tears, turned off the stage, he saw through the body dead, but can not put down the past.

"Drink this bowl of soup and go on the road!" Meng Po's words were plain, no joy or worry, and she brought out a bowl of yellow soup.

Ye Chen came to sniff and knew that this was Mengpo soup.

This soup can be very fierce, is a bowl of water.

Once you drink it, you will forget all your life's ups and downs, gains and losses. The people you care about and hate in this life will look like strangers in the next life.

"I won't drink it. I'm not thirsty." Ye Chen laughs.

"If you don't drink this Mengpo soup, you will not be able to step on the bridge. If you drink it, you will be clean and enter the sixth way again."

"Then a bowl." Ye Chen dry cough, took over the bowl, confident that a bowl of Meng Po soup, can not erase his memory.

What's more, he has to drink. If he doesn't drink, he can't cross the bridge. He can't reincarnate. He has no choice.

Mengpo soup, taste extremely bitter, there are joy and sorrow, pain and hate.

A bowl of soup, ye Chen wiped his mouth, but did not have what feeling, the so-called memory, or his memory.

If you insist on feeling, it is his soul, pure and condensed a lot, floating body, actually landed on the ground.

"And the effect?" Ye Chen Mou is bright for a while, this where is forgetful water, is a bowl of big tonic.

What's more, it's also a tonic. For his present state, more is better, and his soul power will be accompanied to the afterlife.

Think of here, ye Chen ha ha smile, "another bowl."

It doesn't matter that he said this. The woman Meng, who has been buried in her head, raised her head and looked at Ye Chen strangely.

How many years, drink Meng Po soup, the number of people can not be estimated, are a bowl of soup, what do not remember.

But this one is good. What's wrong? I'll have a second bowl.

What's wrong? Meng Po frowned, and her old hand brushed over the empty bowl. The soup was full again, and there was little water in it.

Ye Chen is very awesome, a head up, drink a clean.

For the first time, Yiru's soul strength has increased a lot, and his body is no longer as powerless as before.

Meng Po approaches with a strange look and looks up and down at Ye Chen.

The second bowl, the memory of the goods, but still has not been erased, not only has not been erased, but also lively.

Ye Chen wiped his mouth, see Mencius so staring at him, then tentatively asked, "another bowl?"

Meng Po didn't want to think about it, but she gave Ye Chen man again.

Come, must come, her mother Meng, really believe in evil.

What's more, she must erase Ye Chen's memory and reincarnate with her memory. What is in the underworld is to be known by the human world, and there will be great disaster.

Ye Chen Gudong, a bowl of Mengpo soup, dried directly.

OK! Soup, warm, memory is not less, soul force rubbed to rise, feel Beier good said.

"Come on, fill it up." After tasting the sweetness, ye Chen stretched out the bowl in the past, meaning: I can still drink it again.

Meng Po is no longer calm. After brushing her hands, the soup is full again.

Ye Chen brings Wang BA's gas, pour how much, a drop does not take to leave, drink all don't forget to lick person Meng Po's bowl.

"Mother in law, don't stand still, go on! I can drink more. "

"It's not easy. I have to drink enough before I go on the road."

"The secret recipe of your soup, give me a whole portion later."

Ye Chen, one bowl after another, does not stop.

He is really, Meng Po is more realistic, he is a bowl of drink, Meng Po is a bowl of bowl of pour, can not keep up with the rhythm.

This is a little more effort. I can't drink less than 100 bowls.

If you want to say, this product is really interested. If you don't rush to reincarnation, you will be on the bar with Meng Po.

Drink, we must drink enough, drink until you doubt life.Anyway, if you don't drink and cry, it won't be over.

The so-called water of love forgetting has become cheaper than boiled water.

What kind of Freak is this? Meng Po took a mouthful of saliva.

Ye Chen did not give her to drink to cry, but really gave her drink to doubt life, Meng Po soup ah! Can we have a snack.

Another bowl, ye Chen can't help burping.

Seeing Meng Po staring at him, he secretly said that he was broken. After drinking so many bowls, he would be taken to study.

I know if I can't be taken away by God.

Think of this point, witty Ye Chen, hurriedly covered his head, "ah ah... No, brain good pain ah!"

The acting skill of the goods is really speechless. After stumbling at the same place, the expression becomes dull and the eyes are empty.

This kind of manner, very much like a person after amnesia.

He played very similar, and really cheated Meng Po.

My wife is relieved. If you drink it again, I will cry. I haven't seen you like this.