"The other shore flower was born from the red lotus karmic fire." Yan Luo said vaguely, and then changed the subject, "Let's go, cross Huangquan Road, and there is a gate of hell ahead."

Thanatos's heart sank slightly.

The sky in the underworld is dark, with no stars and no moon, only the darkness that does not see the sun, which is exactly the same as the Greek underworld.

This is still better in the East. The only thing that can grow in the soil of the underworld in the West is the pomegranate, and the taste is still very bad.

Thanatos used to think that the other side of the flower was very beautiful, but now he looked at it, but he only felt bloody, shocking.

Yama still didn't elaborate, how could flowers bloom in the fire of karma.

But Thanatos heard Bai Wuchang say that in order to fight for the destiny of Heaven, Yama would not hesitate to be covered in karmic obstacles, and be burned by karmic fire in the endless hell for thousands of years.

What is the connection between the two?

Thanatos was absent-minded all the way, and when he noticed that Yama had stopped, he had come to a river.

"This river is called Wangchuan, and the bridge is called Naihe." Yama introduced like a tour guide.

The water of Wangchuan River seems to be calm, but the bottom of the river suppresses thousands of evil ghosts, and the stench is indescribable. Terrifying ghost hands will stick out of the water, trying to pull the souls across the bridge into the river to tear them apart.

Thanatos felt that the cry was a little familiar. Yama had been playing yin music in the living room every day for a while, and it seemed to be the sound of crying in this river.

"Is it too noisy?" Yan Luo said immediately when Thanatos didn't move, "Then let's change the place."

Thanatos shook his head. He just thought that Yama had a peculiar taste in music.

"We also have a Cocutus River in the underworld, also known as the River of Pain," Thanatos said softly. "It was formed by the tears of souls serving prison sentences, and the river always makes such a miserable wailing. I'm used to it."

But habit does not mean like.

Yan Luo thought to himself, no wonder Yinle Little Death didn't move after a few days at the beginning. One is that the Shrine of Little Death is afraid, and the other is that it has not broken through the bottom line of Little Death's intolerance.

Although they were all used to hearing the howls of ghosts and wolves, they felt noisy after staying by the river for a long time. Yama said quickly: "Let's go to Yama Hall."

Thanatos nodded and followed behind Yama.

The other side of the flower blooms on the other side of the Yellow Spring, and it is scattered in the underworld. Thanatos found in the crevice of the stone a flower with a rhizome that was about to break, and leaned over to pluck it.

As soon as the blood-red flower touched Thanatos's skin, it instantly turned into a fiery flame, blazing between his fingers. Thanatos's fingers felt a sharp pain that pierced his soul, and Yan Luo, who had already stepped on the steps, noticed that he was wrong. When he turned his head, he saw that the young man's fair and beautiful hands had turned into bones.

Yan Luo's expression changed, and he quickly walked back: "Your hand—"

Thanatos shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and the phalanx soon grew bloody and turned into slender fingers again.

Yan Luo's expression was still gloomy, and his tone was annoyed: "I forgot that the flower on the other side was originally transformed by the fire of red lotus. It bloomed on both sides of the Yellow Springs, before the gate of hell, and was the guardian flower of the underworld. When encountering foreign gods, it will be regarded as an invader and re-transformed. Attacking for the Red Lotus Karmic Fire. Fortunately, there are not many flames, if you are weaker..."

He didn't go on, because Thanatos turned out to be really strong.

The red lotus karmic fire can even burn the soul of a weaker god to nothing in an instant. Thanatos only burned his fingers - and he reacted quickly, immediately turning himself into bones, and the flesh and blood of the god of death can be infinitely regenerated , it was unscathed.

Thanatos said sullenly: "I'm fine."

His bones are very hard and will not be burned into ashes by the fire of karma.

The pain is real.

At that moment of burning, Thanatos felt that he had never suffered such pain in his life.

Yama said apologetically: "I was negligent, the red lotus karmic fire has been tamed and driven by me, and I will make them stop attacking you."

There have been no foreign gods in the underworld for tens of thousands of years, and Yama has forgotten that the other side flower can trigger passive attacks. Fortunately, the little god of death is strong, otherwise it would be a tragedy.

Thanatos lowered his head and did not speak.

Covered by a black robe, Yan Luo couldn't see what Little Death looked like now, but he could see a drop of water falling.

Yan Luo was terrified.

Little death crying? !

Yan Luo hurriedly comforted: "Don't cry, don't cry, it hurts? I'm sorry, or I'll shovel all the flowers on the other side to vent your anger?"

Thanatos's voice was very soft: "It's really okay." Tears fell again.

Yan Luo: "..." It doesn't look like it's okay, it's all collapsed today!

Yama panicked, holding up Thanatos's intact hand, adding all the various treatments: "Does it still hurt? I'll give you a blow?"

How to coax a good child to cry? Yan Luo didn't know that the tears of the little god of death disturbed his heart.

Thanatos sucked his nose and said in a low voice, "The robe is broken."

Yan Luo looked down and saw that the little Death God's black robe had really burned a hole, and the hole was too small to be seen unless you looked closely.

Yama:"……"

Is the little god of death crying for this?

As expected of you, Thanatos.

Yan Luo: "...I'll make it up for you with my power, so that you won't be able to see it at all."

Thanatos doesn't do this kind of repairing spell, but Yama does. Who is he, a leader in the inheritance of oriental culture, embroidery, paper-cutting, tea ceremony and calligraphy are all proficient in traditional Chinese culture.

Yan Luo mended the hole and comforted: "Look, mend it."

Thanatos gave a soft "um" sound, and finally stopped crying.

Yan Luo looked at him and couldn't help crying. The little Death God was burned by the karmic fire, he was distressed, and even in the past, he was not so uncomfortable when he was burned by the karmic fire. But the little god of death didn't cry because he was hurt, but he cried because his robe was torn, so it's...it's funny.

"You really are, the world is not as big as your robe." Yan Luo was helpless.