Coming out of the spatial crack, Zhuang Xiaoyuan had already regained her original form, a trace of black mist wrapped around her, and as the black mist merged into her body, her vitality began to flow rapidly. Ranwen? ??．? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? e?n 'org struggled a few times, but the weakness in his body made Zhuang Xiaoyuan unable to do anything, and in the end, his eyes were dark, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan didn't know anything.

"Lala~lalala~la~" faint, distant, with a little sad melody came into Zhuang Xiaoyuan's ears, this is a girl's voice, and there is a trace of loneliness in the voice. Zhuang Xiaoyuan woke up at this sound.

Consciousness gradually revived, in addition to hearing the sound, Zhuang Xiaoyuan also felt the shaking ground under him, which seemed not to be on flat ground, but more like a boat on the lake. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a wooden boat, mixed with the sound of creaking oars in the melodious voice of the girl.

Waking up from the darkness, Zhuang Xiaoyuan was still a little dizzy, shook his head to sober himself up, Zhuang Xiaoyuan got up from the board with both hands, and looked in the direction where the melody came.

The entrance is a young girl who does not look very old, with long straight black hair left around her waist, flat bangs, wearing a pure black patterned kimono with an indifferent expression on her face, a pair of bright red eyes looking at this side quietly, and shaking the oars located at the stern of the wooden boat in her hands.

"Enma love, it turns out ...... Am I already dead? From lying down to sitting, Zhuang Xiaoyuan looked at the girl in front of him and asked. The girl in front of me, Zhuang Xiaoyuan, knows, and is very familiar with it, a very famous anime protagonist in her previous life, the hell girl Enma Love, the ferryman who sent resentful people to hell.

In addition, not only did I know her in the anime in my previous life, but I also saw her once when I ate Wen Hui's dark food a few years ago, and I thought it was a hallucination because of the cooking, but now it seems that what I saw at the time was true. I didn't expect that in this world, there would be hell after death, and I could still see Enma Love.

"I'm Enma Ai, but I'm not the Enma Ai you remember." Stopping the slightly sad melody, Enma Ai continued to swing the oars, and a cold voice came out of her mouth, "You're not dead yet, but you're almost there." ”

"Almost? Dead or not, is there anything like that? Glancing at the Enma Ai in front of him in surprise, Zhuang Xiaoyuan had already determined that she was not the Enma Ai, because the impression of Enma Ai would not speak in such a tone.

"Well, you're different. Whether you want to continue reincarnation or go back is a matter of your thoughts. If you want to start over, I can send you into samsara. If you already have some nostalgia, I can send you back. The voice was still faint, with a hint of clarity, and the words of Enma Ai were as easy as death and reincarnation.

"I'm different? Why am I different? Who am I, am I Zhuang Xiaoyuan in this world or Zhuang Xiaoyuan in another world, or, I am neither, but something else. ”

Hearing Enma's words, Zhuang Xiaoyuan had a trace of confusion in her eyes, and the more she knew, the more doubts she had. Zhuang Xiaoyan's words contained countless mysteries, and it could be heard that she knew herself in the words of Enma Ai in front of her. So, which one is the real self?

"This time, you've really changed." Facing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's confused doubts, the movements of Enma's hand paused, and suddenly sighed.

The hand that paused for a moment began to shake the oars again, and Enma's eyes looked at the front of the wooden boat, and the ghost gate erected on this river closed: "You are Zhuang Xiaoyuan, and you are also Zhuang Xiaoyuan, you are still ...... The Circle of Reason. ”

"Circle of Reason......" muttered the term that came out of Enma's mouth, Zhuang Xiaoyuan felt as if something flashed in her mind, but when she wanted to continue searching, there was nothing. I can't understand the meaning of this word, but at least Zhuang Xiaoyuan knows that this word may be important to him.

Crackling, like the sound of glass breaking. In this slightly dark world, cracks emerged from the void. As the crack appeared, a little bit of dark fog leaked out of the crack, condensing a palm in the air and grabbing it towards the boat where Zhuang Xiaoyuan and Enma Ai were.

"Actually found me here, it's really a selfless filth." Looking up at the palm that had been grasped, Enma Ai didn't make the slightest movement, still shaking the oars at the stern of the boat.

Boom, the giant hand composed of black mist, when it was still some distance away from the wooden boat, suddenly encountered a purple-black barrier. With a faint purple-black diffuse, the materialized black mist quietly collapsed.

A voice with a wonderful melody came from the mouth of Enma Ai, as if chanting, as if singing: "The sad shadow that wanders in the darkness, hurts and despises others." The evil soul that indulges in sin will eventually go to hell. ”

As the words fell, the dark fog seemed to be strongly attracted, and suddenly rushed towards the front of the wooden boat, and was sucked into the ghost gate. With the attraction of this suction, in the cracks of the shattered space, a steady stream of black mist was attracted in the direction of the Ghost Gate as soon as it poured into this world.

Finally felt the threat, and with the suction of the Ghost Gate Pass, the black fog that had originally emerged from the spatial crack hastily disappeared into the spatial crack again. As the black mist escaped, the spatial rift that had been broken began to be repaired quickly.

"It's so powerful, it's so easy to ......" Looking at these black fogs that made him feel deeply troubled, they were actually sucked away in the voice of Enma Love, and even fled in a panic. Zhuang Xiaoyuan's eyes showed a hint of hope and looked at Enma Ai.

"This is my world, and I am absolutely invincible. But can't leave. Noticing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's eyes, Enma Ai continued to control the ship forward, and explained in an indifferent voice.

Bowed his head slightly, too, Enma Ai has no obligation to help deal with the black mist. The most important thing is to rely on yourself, thinking of the black fog that she had seen in the elf world that seemed to swallow the entire sky, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's heart was heavy.

Different from the black fog of the world of gods and demons, the real black fog body is endless and boundless. Moreover, it will also quickly switch between entities and black mist, so it is not as easy to deal with as the black fog in the world of gods and demons, and after condensing into a demon, it can only be atomized when it heals.

"Do you have an answer to your choice? Reincarnation? Or go back and continue? Actually, from Zhuang Xiaoyuan's previous question and expression, Yan Moai already knew her answer, but Yan Moai still opened her mouth to ask.

"Go back, Xiaohui, Xiaomeow, Sister Xiaoxuan. Uncle Feng, grandfather, the dean, and many, many family, friends, and colleagues are waiting for me. No matter who I am, I have to do what I have to do now. Without a trace of hesitation, Zhuang Xiaoyuan looked at Yan Moai with a firm gaze and said his answer.