"Who am I?"

"Where do I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

"Who am I?"

"Where do I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

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In the long yellow spring wind and sand.

A whispering voice kept repeating it.

Huangquan, this is the first checkpoint of the underworld.

Everything that exists is categorically not comparable to the yang world.

Even though the wind and sand were sweeping, the sound was extremely lonely.

Therefore, Qin Fan's whispering and whispering also lingered over the Yellow Spring.

The past ghost looked at the confused figure and listened to the strange repetition of the whisper.

They all retreated away from the figure.

"Who am I?"

"Where do I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

The sound continues.

Follow those ghosts.

Qin Fan numbly stepped onto the Huangquan Road, which was spread with flowers on the other side.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal Pedal Kick Kick Kick Kick T

"Pedal Pedal Pedal Pedal Kick Kick Kick Kick T

It's different from the ghosts that walk silently.

When Qin Fan stepped on Huangquan Road.

The sound of slapping footsteps sounded immediately.

This also attracted the side eyes of countless ghosts!

The road to Yellow Springs, walking with sound?

Isn't this a ghost?

Or isn't it the same ghost as them?

Ignore the strange focus.

Qin Fan, whose eyes were empty and confused, continued to walk numbly as he should.

The sound of pedaling footsteps, accompanied by the sound of who I am, where I came from and where I am going, seems to compose a recital that lingers on the Huangquan Road!

"Drink a bowl of soup without injustice in your heart, and look at three lives after stepping over. ”

"But in the previous life, the heart was entangled, and it was virtue and sin!"

The end of Huangquan Road.

The entrance to the Nai Ho Bridge.

A fluttering voice was also ringing constantly.

This is a poem by Meng Po on Huangquan Road.

However, when Qin Fan's voice was mixed with who I am and where I came from, it disturbed the quiet.

The junction of Huangquan Road and Nai He Bridge.

Meng Po, who has a rickety figure and has read all the portrayals of life and death, doesn't seem to care about the disturbance of the artistic conception.

Repeat the gesture of the spoonful of soup in your hand.

The words were still in his mouth.

She doesn't force the ghosts of the past.

She was only responsible for sticking the soup out.

Whether to drink or not to drink is the business of those ghosts.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer to her ears.

When Qin Fan appeared beside her.

She suddenly trembled violently uncontrollably!

This moment.

She felt the breath that she would never forget!

That time.

This breath is strong into the underworld.

Ruined Huangquan Road.

Sprinkled Meng Po soup.

The bridge was broken.

Finally, he entered the underworld.

That day.

Countless ghosts screamed.

That day.

Countless errands fled in a panic.

That day.

Hades trembled on his knees.

That day.

The whole underworld is in turmoil!

That day.

The ground can't be hidden, it's unbeatable!

In the end, King Jizo still did not appear.

That unrivaled existence in the underworld has stirred up the underworld!

In the end, it was only under his initiative that the underworld returned to peace.

I don't remember how many hundred years ago.

But Meng Po's memory is still extremely profound!

At this time.

It's been a long time coming.

The aura that makes me tremble even now when I think about it has reappeared!

"After drinking the soup without complaint, I walked through and watched the three lives. ”

"But in the previous life, the heart was entangled, and it was virtue and sin!"

The rickety's body was trembling.

The soup bowl sticking out is shivering.

But Meng Po still recited these words with the panic in her heart.

Swish-!

The sound of footsteps stopping.

Qin Fan turned around.

Looking at Meng Po, she said numbly and confusedly.

"Who am I?"

"Where did I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

Qin Fan asked aloud.

Meng Po's voice stopped abruptly.

She didn't even dare to look at Qin Fan.

It's just that the trembling and trembling body reactions are becoming more and more obvious.

I haven't been able to hear the answer from the other party for a long time.

Qin Fan stretched out his hand and took the bowl of shivering soup.

Curious.

Then he threw his head up.

The soup was gone, and he threw the bowl aside.

Continue to walk towards the Nai He Bridge.

At this scene, those ghosts were extremely frightened.

They kept their distance from him.

Even Meng Po has to panic, what the hell is this?

Obviously, no one can answer this answer.

Qin Fan, who used Meng Po soup as a thirst quenching purpose, stepped on the Nai He Bridge.

It's still that aimless progress.

It's still the same repeated whisper back and forth.

Step across the Nai Ho Bridge.

He looked at the Sansheng Stone standing beside him.

This is a stone that can still take a last look at the beautiful process of three lives after drinking Meng Po soup to eliminate the memory.

When each Yin Soul arrives here, the Sansheng Stone will take the initiative to reveal the picture.

However, when Qin Fan arrived, Sanshengshi did not react.

Paused in front of the Sansheng Stone.

Didn't find anything to show up.

Qin Fan continued to move forward aimlessly!

"The soul of the flesh, what's going on?"

Just before Qin Fan walked to the entrance of the underworld.

The two oni who were guarding the entrance suddenly shouted in alarm.

There was disbelief in that oozing face.

The next second.

The two demons looked at each other.

Immediately sweep out the chain of soul chains in your hand.

This is a existence that they have never experienced.

It must be caught and reported as soon as possible!

Otherwise, when he walks through the door of the underworld on his own, it will be the two of them who will be the worst.

There are no second words.

Just look at each other.

The two ghosts quickly flashed towards Qin Fan.

The soul chain in his hand directly greeted him and swirled around and bundled!

Khooth-!

Don't wait for those two soul chains to wrap around.

Qin Fan subconsciously waved his hand.

The two chains were immediately swept open.

The two scary-looking ghosts were even more shocked back.

Don't wait for them to speak.

Qin Fan continued to walk inside.

"Who am I?"

"Where do I come from?"

"Where am I going?"

Seeing Qin Fan continue to enter the gate of the underworld in his own way, the two of them were immediately shocked in annoyance and anger, and shouted loudly.

"Just a yin person, relying on the fact that he is the soul of the flesh, he dares to provoke the underworld, and he will stop me!"

The words fell.

The soul chain in the hands of the two ghosts smashed towards Qin Fan again.

歘-!

Don't stop, and don't look back.

When the two soul chains flew towards him, one left and one right.

Qin Fan suddenly raised his hands and grabbed them back!

The sonorous sound immediately rippled.

But he didn't stop there.

Instead, he pulled forward in a confused look!

Crash-!

The next second.

The two low-level goalkeepers were immediately thrown in front of Qin Fan.

It flipped up quickly.

The two ghosts knew that this physical soul was definitely not something that the two of them could manage.

At that moment, he didn't dare to attack Qin Fan again.

Instead, he threw his head up and shouted.

"There is a physical soul trespassing on the underworld!"

"There is a physical soul trespassing on the underworld!"

The shouts startled the Jedi.

Suddenly, the sound of commotion immediately came from the depths of the underworld.

Listen to the voices that are stirring.

Then look at the pictures in front of me that seem to make me faintly familiar.

Qin Fan's eyes suddenly burst into a golden light without warning.

The souls of the flesh began to become violent.

Tilt your head.

He went from a whispering self-muttering to a sharp scream.

"Who am I?"

"Where did I come from!"

"Where am I going?"

(End of chapter)