"A trial?
Is it the King Yanluo of Hell?" Yan Xiaomo recalled the descriptions of the underworld in many novels."King Yanluo?
Of course not." The woman looked at him in surprise, "Have you forgotten?
Those above the King Yanluo are the masters of the entire kingdom of death."Yan Xiaomo looked at the woman's surprised expression with a confused expression.
Then, the woman turned her face away as if she had realized something.The atmosphere on the ship quietened down.
Yan Xiaomo could see some figures in the river.
Those figures moved extremely quickly, as if they were struggling in the water."Erm...
did someone fall into the water?" Yan Xiaomo asked.
He saw that the speed at which the figure struggled slowed down and slowly sank into the water."Ignore them.
" The ferryman said absently, "Those are souls who want to cross Trident because they can't stand the torment of the desire to reincarnate.
Driven by their desire, they will swim across the river.
However, the water of Trident not only doesn't have buoyancy, but it also has a poison that corrodes the soul.
""...""Then..." Yan Xiaomo watched as the figure slowly sank to the bottom of the river."Then the souls will always be ashore again," said the ferryman, looking at the lamp at the bow.
"They can only be water ghosts in the Trident."At this moment, Yan Xiaomo heard the scraping sound of fingernails.
He wanted to find the source of the sound, but just as he was about to stand up, he was pressed down by the female ferryman."You are curious," said the woman with a smile.
"Those water-ghosts are trying to catch the ship.
It's all right.
We'll be ashore soon.""Oh..." Yan Xiaomo replied with a reddened face.
Her nails scraped against the wooden head, making a sharp sound, as if she were cursing the ship with resentment.
It sounded particularly strange in this place.The man next to Yan Xiaomo couldn't stand the sound, and wanted to say something.
He turned to Yan Xiaomo and said, "Hey, friend, the clothes you're wearing are very strange.
Where did you come from?"Only then did Yan Xiaomo notice that the man standing next to him was dressed differently from his own age.
Thus, he revealed an even more confused look."Oh, I'm English, and I live in London.
It's a beautiful city.
If you reincarnate there, you'll fall in love with it."The man passionately introduced his hometown.
Only now did Yan Xiaomo notice that this man had short golden hair.
Could it be someone from a different country?"Well, he came from ancient times and doesn't understand you," interrupted the ferryman.
"You can relive your home on your own, for you'll forget it soon.""Ancient times?" The man scratched his head.
"It's really strange.
Could the souls of all eras be here?""Yes, no matter which era or space it is," the female ship owner said softly, "this is the final destination of the undead, the place where life starts and ends."Yan Xiaomo suddenly remembered Feng Li.
They had parted ways for three years, and the last time they saw him was after his death.
They quietly brushed past each other, and then they were separated from each other.Yan Xiaomo heard the sound of rushing water, but he only saw that the water was calm like a mirror.
Even the current ship couldn't leave a mark on the surface of the water.The fluorescent lights slowly led Yan Xiaomo into the kingdom of the dead.The past had cut off the mast here, as if the past could only be gently placed on the other side of the river."We're here." The female ferryman said softly.
The ghost envoy pulled Yan Xiaomo off the ship, and another man followed."Xiaomo," the woman suddenly said, "I don't want to pick you up again."Yan Xiaomo nodded as if he didn't understand.
The female ferryman smiled and waved at him.
Then, she pushed the boat away from the bank."Where should we go?" The man beside curiously asked the two ghost servants."Don't you see those flowers?
Just follow the flowers and we'll be there.
" Ghost Envoy replied impatiently.Yan Xiaomo looked in the direction that the ghost envoy had pointed out and saw a large red flower.
He had seen this flower before.
It bloomed vigorously in the cemetery.
It was the dead flower that the mortal realm had always talked about.
It was also called the Dragonclaw Flower.
It was also called the Man-Claw Flower.Yan Xiaomo hadn't seen so many mandible sands before.

They were beautiful and vigorous, as if they had slithered all the way to the end of the netherworld, like a lit torch."Many thanks." The man excitedly ran over to the beautiful mansion."Let's go as well.
" The Ghost Envoy turned around to look at Yan Mo."Yan Gongzi?" The Ghost Envoy looked at Yan Xiaomo in shock.Yan Xiaomo's skin was terrifyingly pale.
Although most of the ghostly skin and lime powder were pale, Yan Xiaomo's skin was emitting a strange glow, just like the lamp at the front of the ship.Yan Xiaomo felt dizzy.
A pain that didn't match his body attacked his body.
Didn't he say that he shouldn't have felt something when he died?"Yan Gongzi?" The ghost officer immediately held him back.Yan Xiaomo pushed them away and ran towards the other side of Manzhu Zhushahua."My Shangdi!
He actually wants to go over there!" One of the ghost servants cried out the name of the Christian God in horror."You're actually a foreigner.
How did you manage the ancient ghosts?" Another Ghost Envoy asked in surprise."Hurry up and follow!
That's not a place that ghosts can go to!"Yan Xiaomo felt something red in front of him.
The closer he got to it, the faster his heart beat All of a sudden, the pain vanished.
He stood in the middle of the mandible shrubs, surrounded by beautiful flowers that were as beautiful as blood.
Yan Xiaomo saw a girl standing in front of him.
She was a very cute girl around eleven or twelve years old, with two cute buns and a red lantern in her hand.She bowed to Yan Xiaomo and whispered softly, "Mo Gongzi, welcome back.""Yan Gongzi, come back!" a ghost servant shouted, but they didn't dare to walk over.
They simply shouted from afar.As soon as Yan Xiaomo turned around, his vision blurred and his consciousness slowly faded away...When they disembarked from the Three Realms River, the ground was filled with blooming magma.
That beautiful flower was the only flower in the Netherworld Palace.
It quietly bloomed on the other side of the river, forming a brilliant flame that would lead the soul into the Netherworld Palace.The Ghost Envoys would always place their souls on the land that passed through Man Zhu and Sha Hua safely, but Yan Xiaomo was different from other ghosts.He was so beautiful and lonely, as pure as the soul of a child.
He stood alone in the flowers, with a different elegance.He had a reaction that his soul shouldn't have, but the Ghost Envoys didn't dare to walk over.
On the other side of Man Zhu and Sha Hua, they weren't allowed to go over.They saw Yan Xiaomo standing there, bewildered and in pain.
In front of him was a little girl holding a lamp.This girl had a special status in the Netherworld Palace.
She was the guide of all the undead.
She was the incarnation of Manzhu Zhushahua.In the Underworld, there were many things in a different form.
They had seen too many goodbyes between life and death, and were sad and lonely, so they slowly understood human nature.That girl was Manzhu, the flower of the spider lily.
Every spring and summer, she was the one who guided the spirits.
Sha Hua led the way while Sha Hua was the leaf of the spider lily.When the ghost envoy saw that Yan Xiaomo was about to faint in the blossoms of Manzhu, a young man supported him.
Yan Xiaomo fell into the young man's arms.Of course, the ghost servants knew that young man.
He was the second young master of the Underworld Palace, Ming Xiaoyu.He was slightly taller than Yan Xiaomo, and he easily picked him up.
Manzhu turned around and walked forward with the lantern in hand.Ming Xiaoyu carried Yan Xiaomo and walked a few steps.
Suddenly, he turned to the two ghost servants and said softly, "Thank you for bringing my big brother back."Big brother?Could Yan Xiaomo be the number one young master of the Underworld Palace, Ming Xiaomo?Ming Xiaoyu looked pensive as he sat next to the bed.
His slender fingers were playing with a long black hair.This was Big Brother Xiaoyu's room.
It had been empty for quite some time now, but the room was cleaned every day, so it looked very clean.There was a large bed in the middle.
The thick curtains were tied up, revealing the person lying on the bed.Yan Xiaomo's long black hair was even darker, just like the night sky in the Underworld.
Her fair skin was slowly emitting a healthy blood color.
She lay quietly on the bed, just like a child."Big brother..." Ming Xiaoyu gently called out to him, and then slowly grasped his hand.
That slender hand was in his hand, and the hand began to warm up.
Suddenly, his hand moved, and the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.The black eyes were as beautiful as the black obsidian in the depths of the earth, but they refused to penetrate any light.The moment those eyes opened, they were like butterflies opening their wings in the cocoon, carrying a beautiful and bewitching look.
Their long eyelashes gently fluttered, and when they opened them again, there was silence.He sat up on the bed and discovered that Ming Xiaoyu was holding his hand."Long time no see, Xiaoyu." Ming Xiaomo pulled his hand back and tucked his hair behind his head.
"You seem to have grown taller?"Ming Xiaoyu didn't respond.
The man sitting on the bed chuckled softly and placed his hand on Ming Xiaoyu's shoulder, "Xiaoyu, why aren't you saying anything?
Are you too happy to see big brother?
Or do you miss big brother too much?""I'm just surprised that such a bad personality has returned to you," Ming Xiaoyu said coldly.
Then he lifted a hand and pushed Ming Xiaomo's hand away."Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk." Ming Xiaomo pouted and walked down from the bed.
His long, black hair streaked across the air in a graceful arc, carrying with it a suffocating elegance.
Ming Xiaoyu's gaze was subconsciously moved by him.
Yes, no one would ever deny Ming Xiaomo's beauty.