At that time, when she opened her eyes, there was a fiery sun above her head, a calm mountain, a gurgling water, and fairy-like flowers and trees.

Everything in the world was so new to her.

Everyone is looking forward to her coming, looking forward to their so-called consciousness, the so-called soul, to have a home in this world where there is nowhere to place.

Then, after the deliberations of the ancient gods, the underworld was finally put into the eternal underground.

People die and return to the earth, and the underground is the best destination.

So, as soon as the king was born, he was sent to Hades after seeing the light only once.

Because it is a product shaped by the god of faith, therefore, in addition to the scene she just saw when she opened her eyes, Wen Ranran has been with her for thousands of years since then, only that infinite darkness.

The so-called underworld is an independent space born out of any one world.

There is no sunshine, no rivers, no majestic peaks, no clear winds, no white clouds, no picturesque moon.

It's like the beginning of Hongmeng, and everything is in nothingness.

It was in this environment that the smoke grew up.

She was accompanied only by souls that were stuffed into the underworld countless times a day.

For tens of thousands of years, Stygian's favorite thing to do was to listen to stories.

Some of those people are a peach blossom tree in a mountain col, and some are little rabbits in the world, almost all the grass and trees, demons and demons in this world like to come to her for a visit.

However, it seems that they will not be able to wander around for long, and they will disappear into the darkness at the end of the day.

Later, she learned that this is called reincarnation.

All people have reincarnation, and there is the possibility of a so-called beginning.

But she wasn't.

The incident still happened in the darkness, and that time, Wen Ran heard a story.

A scholar in the world fell in love with the story of a girl.

It was an ordinary scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam, but in the end, he became a failure of the ups and downs of officialdom, and he did not return to his hometown in the end.

The days are short and the nights are long, and the road is far away.

His beloved girl has waited for her all her life, but she has not waited for a result.

"I like her, dare to ask the girl, can I see her again?"

The scholar looked at her gaze, even with some urgency.

Wen Ranran nodded ignorantly, and shook her head ignorantly.

"Unless, you want to stay here with me forever!"

The scholar nodded urgently, and finally, under her innocent gaze, made an unfair agreement with her, and stayed underground with her forever.

Many years later, the scholar, who had become a judge, looked at her with resentment, pointed at her nose and angrily called her a liar, a monster.

He could only see his beloved girl once every hundred years, and the girl had long since known him, and he had become a monster in the darkness of the earth, never able to live in the sun.

"Smoke! You liar! ”

"You're a monster! Monsters without feelings! ”

But she didn't understand.

What is a monster? She wasn't lying, she was just helping the man fulfill her wishes.

It wasn't until later that the scholar finally accepted the reality and had no choice but to help her take care of the underworld.

The underworld gradually became lively with the presence of other people.

Every moment of the day, countless stories appear here, and with the help of the scholar, the underworld finally became shaped.

Countless people have performed joys and sorrows here, and then walked towards the endless darkness and started their new lives, for reincarnation.

This continued until she was five thousand years old.

At that time, an uninvited guest finally came to the underworld.

The man was dressed in white, and he had the warm breath of the sun and the moon shining on his body, which was the kind of eerie place in the underworld, and he had never had a temperament.

That's the warmth and grace of people who grew up under the light.

He said that his name was Zi Jiao, and he was the Emperor of Heaven.