Chapter 917

Lao Wu said with a smile, "don't worry, old lady. There is Naihe bridge under the cliff and the soul returning mouth on the cliff."

My mother breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said, "I was scared to death. I thought I was going to be reborn. Who can remember who after drinking Mengpo soup?" Then he stared curiously at the big stone under the bridge and said, "Lao Wu, is that Sansheng stone?"

"Yes, that's Sansheng stone. You can see your own Sansheng III!"

"Well... Can I go and have a look?" Mom had the idea.

Lao Wu shook his head and said, "no, only reincarnation ghosts are allowed. Those who revive are not qualified."

My mother was immediately disappointed. I said in my heart, what's the use of knowing three lives? Black knife and I still can't get together. Seeing the fate of this previous life will make you more tangled. Just for the mysterious past life, I can't help being curious. In fact, as far as I am concerned, it's better not to see.

Lao Wu drove all the way to the cliff. Now he has built a winding mountain road, otherwise he would have to climb for a long time. When we got here, the attendant hurried up and told us to jump down. There is the sun.

We waved goodbye to Lao Wu, closed our eyes and jumped down into the abyss. Immediately, the wind roared in my ears, and the cold wind seemed to tear the skin of the meat. I called my parents, you hold back and you'll be here soon. As a result, I couldn't hear their response for a long time. When I opened my eyes, I felt a burst of warmth, as if I had returned to my body!

"Flower donkey! How did you get back? " The demon cried excitedly, and then choked again.

"Of course I did!" If you don't blow a few words, it's not my buddy's style.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Tell me what happened in the underworld?" The demon wept with joy.

I suddenly smelled a pungent smell and asked, "where is this?" Then he put his hands on the ground and had to do it. As a result, his hands fell into mud.

"Sewer!" The demon sniffed, "after you died, I hid in the sewer. Then I stay here at a loss. I didn't expect you to come back one day! "

"It stinks. Get out quickly. I'm going to be smoked to death!" I bounced straight out of the mud.

Climbing out of the sewer, it was night outside, and it happened to be early morning. I hurried to sa Yazi and ran home. As a result, the demon was surprised again: "flower donkey, how do you have ghost repair?"

Ghost cultivation will not be affected after resurrection. It can be brought by life and taken away by death. And it is more direct to use the soul to mobilize Qi than to use the body.

I smiled proudly and began to tell her the whole story. The demon heard me break into the wild dog ridge, dig out the rotation sword, and kill all the way into Fengdu city. The sound of ah ah kept shouting.

"Great! You finally gave me a long face... "The demon said here and cried again," flower donkey, you don't have to die after that. I'm so happy! "

I said with a smile, "as long as you are happy, do you think I can break through the sky mirror and meet you soon?"

"No!" The demon was a little flustered, "that... You can't get in without dreaming."

"I can dream in heaven!" It's not difficult for a man.

"Still not... Because... This... So... Ah, I see. Do you dare to go in again after burning the heaven prison? Isn't that a trap? "

Also, it's not a last resort in the future. It's better to enter less, so as not to be caught and take over the trouble of Sansheng devil as a jailer. This is too beautiful. What if you turn your buddy into a big centipede?

Then we ran home while talking about Yan Luo's sinister intentions and sister long's whereabouts. As a result, the door was closed and there was no sound in silence. I suddenly remembered that my parents were sent to the funeral home. Don't burn your body in the cremator before you come back to life!

That father and mother can't get rid of the ghost, but they have become an unknown ghost!

Thinking of this, I quickly turned around and went downstairs. Out of the community, the street was deserted and I couldn't see a car. I had to continue to run on my legs.

He ran to the funeral home in the countryside and climbed over the wall. If Mom and dad haven't been cremated at the moment, they should be stored in the morgue.

My heart beat violently and I ran to the morgue. My grandparents had come when they died, so I was familiar with the way. The door lock is now in my brother's hand. It's as fragile as tofu. It's scattered in one palm. Enter the door, touch the switch on the wall and turn on the light.

Immediately saw two rows of body storage cabinets, neatly arranged in front, emitting a cold and strange smell. The middle aisle is like the road of death. It's extremely depressing to walk forward. I took a deep breath and tried to hold down my tension.

"You have seen the king of hell. What are you afraid of?" Said the demon with great disdain.

I shrunk my neck and said, "but I was born afraid of dead bodies..."

Strange to say, man, I can't count the dead corpses of zombies I've seen these days. I've never been afraid. But today, my heart is starting to get hairy again. It is estimated that different environments and time periods give people different feelings. Especially in the morgue, when I first came, I planted a seed of terror in my heart, which could not be eliminated.

"Worthless!" The demon scolded.

I rolled my eyes, next to the label on the cabinet, and looked all the way. When I came to the end, I didn't see my parents' names. My heart sank. Did I really cremate?

There's nothing wrong with having no relatives and family members to take care of the aftercare. It's OK to cremate immediately, but it's breaking the way for parents to return to the sun!

I suddenly found a piece in my heart, unspeakable sadness. But I gritted my teeth and refused to give up. What if the staff made a mistake and forgot to change the label after putting the person in?

Then he turned his head, pulled out the body storage boxes one by one, and suddenly burst out wisps of cold smoke. The temperature in the whole morgue fell several degrees.

I looked carefully. There were old men and women, young men and women, and two children. With white frost on each face, black circles under the eyes and purple black lips, it looks particularly scary under the light.

Finally, there were only four boxes left without labels, and my heart sank to the bottom. Take a deep breath and pull out a box. It's not empty. There are dead bodies in it. I can't help but be happy. When I saw that it was not my parents, I was very depressed again.

But the man's face was a little familiar. After a careful look, he suddenly remembered that he was the man who shouted injustice in wangxiangtai? I just didn't wear glasses, so I didn't recognize it for the moment. Why can't I remember who it is?

Then open the remaining three boxes, but they are empty!

As soon as his legs softened, he squatted on the ground and cried loudly. It's my fault. I shouldn't go to Mu Feifei for help. Otherwise, my parents' bodies are still left at home and nobody cares. They can be resurrected tonight. Thinking of this, he swung his hand and slapped himself in the face!

At this time, the demon suddenly said vigilantly, "there is someone outside the opposite door!"