The fog in front of me was covered with white fog. Ye Xiyue felt like she was walking around, and there was a bloody and yellow river water around her. Ye Xiyue looked at the bloody and yellow river water, and the first name that jumped into her mind was: Wangchuan River.

According to legend, the water of the Wangchuan River is bloody yellow...

It is said that after a person dies, he will go to the gate of hell, and after passing the gate of hell, he will go on a road called Huangquan Road. There are large tracts of red flowers on the road, which looks like a carpet paved with blood from a distance. The Huangquan Road is known as the road of fire because of its red flowers.

This is also the only scenery and color on the long road of the underworld. People walk on the guidance of this flower to lead to the prison of the underworld.

Ye Xiyue looked around, the blood-red Manzhu Shahua, and she was standing on this road paved with flowers. Is this - Huangquan Road?

Is she dead?

Stopped in place, Ye Xiyue was full of thoughts. Where did she go?

I heard that in the underworld, there is a road called Huangquan Road, a river called Wangchuan River, and a bridge called Naihe Bridge. Walking through Naihe Bridge, there is a earth platform called Wangxiangtai. There is an old woman named Mengpo selling Mengpo soup beside Wangxiangtai. There is a stone called Sansheng Stone by Wangchuan River. Mengpo soup makes you forget everything. The Sansheng Stone records your past and present life. We walk through Naihe Bridge, look at the world for the last time on Wangxiangtai, and drink a glass of Wangchuan River water. Why do you have to force it?

This bridge is the boundary and a new cycle begins.

The bluestone bridge deck has five stairs, the west of the bridge is a woman, the east of the bridge is a man, the left is yin and the right is yang.

"Whoever dies at the age of 97 will wait for three years in Naiheqiao."

A thousand years of looking back, a hundred years of promise. Perhaps this life of husband and wife love begins here, and grace breaks.

Thousands of feet under the Naihe Bridge, clouds and mists are entangled. No one knows what kind of Tao is waiting for the next life. The promise of the next life is just a kind of follow-up of this life. After drinking Mengpo soup, I have forgotten everything. The meeting of the next life is just a new beginning.

Naiheqiao, how can we part in the past life, how can we meet in this life, how can we meet in the next life, how can we meet in the next life.

The bridge is divided into three layers. When you are born, those who do good deeds go up the upper level. Those who do good and evil go down the middle level, and those who do evil go down the lower level. Those who walk down the lower level will be stopped by ghosts and dragged into the dirty and turbid Forgetful River, bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs, and suffer all the torture and cannot be liberated.

Ye Xiyue frowned, is this - the underworld?

Singing came, and Ye Xiyue walked along the road, walked across the Naihe Bridge, and saw an elderly woman in a pavilion.

The older woman was cooking while singing.

Ye Xiyue just walked away like this. The older woman felt something. She served a bowl of soup and looked at her with a smile, "Come on, drink it, forget it from now on... Hum?"

When the woman saw Ye Xiyue, she was suddenly shocked and quickly put down the soup bowl and said, "See the Moon Emperor."

"Month Emperor?" Ye Xiyue was even more surprised than the woman.

"The Emperor of Moon forgives his sins, but he is not aware of the arrival of the Emperor of Moon. Please forgive me."

"What are you talking about?" Ye Xiyue was suspicious.

The woman was stunned for a moment, raised her head and looked at Ye Xiyue, "It hasn't changed, it's true that it's Emperor Yue."

Ye Xiyue pointed to her face, "Are you talking about this face?"

"yes."

"Who are you?"

"Meng Changge."

"Meng Po?" Ye Xiyue looked around.

Meng Changge smiled faintly and did not answer.

"Why call me Moon Emperor?"
Chapter completed!