The female ghost Qi Qi who had finished drinking the soup slowly walked towards the other end of the bridge, and Qing Huan watched her gradually disappear into the darkness. For some reason, she just knew that when the female ghost Qiqi crossed the Naihe Bridge, she would forget everything and usher in a new life.

It's just... where is she going next, and what is she going to do?

Qing Huan did not know.

She had been waiting for the little girl to appear, but since she possessed Qiqi, the little girl had warned her not to violate the law of nature and cause and effect. Since then, Qinghuan has never heard her voice again. thought that when came back here, the little girl would appear, but since sending off the female ghost Qi Qi, Qing Huan had been waiting here for a long time, but from beginning to end, the little girl never reappeared. The thatched hut also disappeared overnight, and there was nothing in the middle of the bridge except for the fire, the table for the soup, and the spirit banner.

Qing Huan walked slowly to the side of the bridge. The Wangchuan River under the bridge was calm, and there were no ghosts who were struggling and wailing before. She thought for a while, then went back to the stove, picked up the paddle fan and fanned the fire gently so that it wouldn't go out, but on second thought, the fire here will never go out.

She waited for a long time, but no one came. If it wasn't for her clear memory, she would even think that the little girl had never appeared from the beginning to the end. Qing Huan sat at the table every day, quietly looking at the dark distance.

Until this day, the water of the Wangchuan River began to boil and rolled like a boil, and the cry of ghosts began to be heard on the river surface. When Qing Huan sat in the same place, she saw a woman walking far away. The grievances of the ghosts in the Wangchuan River condensed and poured into the stove one by one, becoming a long-lasting fire. And the hot soup in the pot also began to bubbling, and it was so cloudy that the original color could not be seen. Life is alive, there are seven emotions and six desires, ups and downs, so this soup, when everyone drinks it, the taste is not the same.

Strange to say, every time the woman took a step, water dripped on her body, and the water trail slowly extended along her footsteps. Her face was pale and swollen, obviously from being immersed in water for a long time, but even so, you could see how charming and beautiful she should have been in her lifetime. Not only that, her skirt was faintly red, as if blood was flowing out. Qing Huan suddenly found that as the female ghost approached, the turbid soup in the pot gradually became clear.

The ghosts in the Wangchuan River howled louder. They stretched out their rotten hands, opened their rotten mouths, and stared at the people on the bridge with their eyeless eyes.

This is the sadness of ghosts. If there is any obsession, one is to stay in the Yang World to become a ghost, and the other is to suffer the most painful memories of death day and night before liberation. Unless you let go of your obsessions, you cannot be reborn in eternity. There are many such ghosts, not all of them have the good luck of the female ghost Qiqi, and very few people can achieve great merits, so those who cannot become serious ghosts and are unwilling to be reincarnated must jump off the bridge of Naihe , they can't even get to the middle of the bridge at all. Obsession entangled them, and only Wangchuan was their destination.

But even if they stay in this river for thousands of years, they become crazy and only have their instincts. Many ghosts can't forget their wishes and let go of their obsessions. So, day after day, year after year. For people in the earth, one day in the sky and one year in the ground. But for the people of the underworld, especially the ghosts in the Wangchuan River, one day in the world is a hundred years in the Wangchuan River. They were in such a long time, entangled, painful, unable to break free.

Whenever a new ghost arrives, the ghosts who have lost their minds still come to the surface and cry, hoping that this is the person they have been waiting for for a long time.

However, not after all.

Qing Huan sat at the table, looking at the female ghost looking at her eyes full of fear and anxiety. She murmured, "Where is this? Where is this?!" She looked panicked, as if she had lost her mind.

... She is not the master here, so she spoke rashly, is it a bit overwhelming? What's more, she is also a helpless ghost... But Qinghuan was soft-hearted, and seeing that the woman was in a panic, she said warmly: "This is a place where people can only come after they die, don't you know that you are already dead? ?"

The female ghost listened in a daze, and after a while, Fang Luo cried, "Yes... I, I'm already dead... I'm already... dead..." She whimpered, covering her face with her hands and crying.

For some reason, Qing Huan suddenly felt that maybe this was the second wish the little girl had left for her. What did she say at first? He only said that if she could fulfill the wish of the first ghost she met after leaving the thatched hut, she could repair her body... But she didn't promise that she could save her benefactor. Could it be because she didn't do enough?

The female ghost Qiqi's wish was undoubtedly fulfilled, otherwise the female ghost Qiqi would not drink that bowl of soup that could make people forget the memories of previous lives.

This time, without Qing Huan asking, the female ghost slowly told her story...

It turned out that her name was Hongluan, and she was the daughter of a small family before her death, but she had a beautiful face since she was a child. She is young and promising, and it is also very good to treat her at the beginning. But later, when she was most favored, Lord Shang Shu brought back a woman. That woman was a gift from a friend from the court of Lord Shangshu. Although her appearance was only delicate, her methods were very good. Even Mrs. Shangshu was no match. But in just a few months, she let Lord Shang Shu's heart fall on her and left Hong Luan in the cold.

Even because of Hong Luan's favor before, she still calculated carefully, making Lord Shang Shu think that Hong Luan is a jealous woman who only knows how to compete for favor like a snake and scorpion!

Hongluan is only a little girl, how can she fight against her? He couldn't even refute, but he fell into a disadvantage and couldn't get up.

If things ended here, both parties would be safe, but Hong Luan became pregnant after being neglected by Lord Shang Shu! The Master Shang Shu was approaching his age and had never had a child under his knees, so he was not happy when he learned that Hong Luan was pregnant. He was so gentle and considerate to her, so loving. However, when Hongluan was three months pregnant, she unexpectedly miscarried!

Lord Shang Shu was furious, but he was stunned to find out what was going on, and finally had to let it go. Hongluan lost her fetus in pain, and was very old and haggard. Another year passed, and she was pregnant again!

This time, she was cautious, extremely cautious. The child was saved, but he destroyed himself! I don't know where that concubine came from, but for some reason, she was charged with adultery! Lord Shang Shu dotes on that woman, and he can almost be said to be obedient to her. Naturally, he has no sympathy for Hong Luan. He actually drowned her in the pool without finding an adulterer!

Even with the flesh and blood in his belly, Hong Luan died of injustice.

The soaring grievance stimulated the ghosts in the Wangchuan River, and Hongluan burst into tears: "Master is so cruel! I have followed him for several years, how could I ever have the scheming to harm his beloved wife and concubine! He is so ruthless, unexpectedly, unexpectedly. take me..."

Qing Huan could see clearly that all the resentment and hatred she kept were aimed at the auntie. Although she complained about the master in her mouth, it was far from her love for him! "So, how are you doing?"

"I want to keep my two children and let them grow up safely...I also want that woman to be punished!" The female ghost Hongluan gritted her teeth.

Qing Huan looked at her and asked, "Where's the master?"

Hongluan was startled, hesitated for a long time, then Fang said: "...he treats me ruthlessly, why should I care about him!" Thinking of the two children who died, the love in Hongluan's heart turned into a monstrous hatred and anger.