Chapter 1372 Drunk Dream

If it was someone else, she would definitely be suspicious, but Jiaojiao directly identified one of them—from the time he was discovered by Qin Yu with the dried salted fish, that Qin Yu had already been a Qin Yu returned from the underworld, just Her memory is obviously incomplete, it is closer to a copy of the big plane, but with the "future memory" brought by binding the Golden House through the dead door.

   Wannian may be more than Wannian, because it is too long to measure, and Jiaojiao doesn't even know when she saw Qin Yu.

   "I... When did I meet her? If I saw Yuyu, I would definitely recognize her."

  Jiaojiao's mind is very confused, as if something flashed through, but he dared not catch it.

  Female Yan Jun: "Your Majesty Fat, your logic is wrong. Back then, how could you notice who Qin Yu is? You have met him. If you don't recognize her, naturally you won't pay attention."

Jiaojiao: "Uh... it's not necessarily. Yuyu is so good. I must have liked her at first sight, but even if she is the Qin Yu who died in the small plane, her soul will enter the underworld after her death. It is reasonable to say that soon She can be reincarnated. How could it be possible to stay in the underworld for ten thousand years before entering the big plane? You can't detain her ten thousand years ago and wait to be put into the big plane."

His Yuyu is a very good player, but he also knows that for the Golden House and the Underworld, Qin Yu is an ordinary mortal soul, there is nothing special, just like a scumbag, only looking at the surface and origin. , I’m not interested in understanding her inner beauty, so how could she specially retain her soul for thousands of years.

  Jiaojiao is puzzled, staring at the female Yan Jun, wanting to wait for her to solve her doubts.

  This person and him are the only people among the millions of people in the underworld who survived the great changes that year.

  Only she knows what happened to him.

  Female Yan Jun: "You don't need to look at me like this, I don't know."

   Jiaojiao pursed her mouth, feeling that she was perfunctory.

Female Yan Jun: "Yan Jun of the underworld can read about the lives of thousands of people who have passed away, but you have never heard of it. How can I break through the boundaries of the gods to spy on your experience? What you have seen, what you have forgotten In the end, only you can remember that the Zen Master asked you to come to the underworld not to let you come to me, but to let you find yourself."

After a pause, she picked up the hip flask and handed it to Jiaojiao.

  "Drink a few sips of it, maybe you can forget who you are now and find your past when you are drunk."

   Jiaojiao looked at her suspiciously, "Are you not selling wine?"

   Female Yan Jun smiled: "I am trying to force you on the face of the Zen master. If you press on again, don't blame me for not showing affection."

  Jiaojiao shivered, took the hip flask, opened the stopper, and sniffed, "Oh, it tastes so heavy! There is your saliva in it! Can you give me a new one?"

With a flick of the fingertips of female Yan Jun, the scariest red lotus karmic fire in **** ignited. With her other hand, she grabbed the fat tail of a certain fat cat, and put one end of the tail on the side of the karmic fire, and said casually: "Needs Can I describe my action itself?"

  No, no, I’ll drink it right away! ! ! !

  Jiaojiao was frightened, the chrysanthemum tightened, she immediately slurped and drank two sips, and then snorted and said, "It's so awful, and the amount of alcohol is too bad. Is it mixed with water?"

  Three seconds later, his cat's claws are on the toes, and the golden rooster independent fat cat is independent!

   Obviously, he was drunk.

  But it is also possible that he is not drunk, because this little fat man is often sand-sculpted in his normal state.

  Extra short legs, extra fat, thickest waist, beautiful body. . . Can't describe.

  Female Yan Jun: "..."

  I'm afraid this fat guy is going to laugh her to death so as to inherit her as Yan Jun!

   "You sit down."

   "No, I don't want it! See if I am so beautiful or handsome!"

   "You should ask me if I am fat!"

  "Don't talk, watch it!"

  Then female Yan Jun saw her fat legs trembling, and her body shook.

Can not bear to look.

   "If you don't sit down, I'm afraid you will frighten me if you wait for a drunken punch." Yan Jun, a poisonous-mouthed female, even mocked.

   Jiaojiao drunk and drunk, "Well, I won't scare you."

   Then squatted down next to the female Yan Jun, "Oh, I drank the wine, then what?"

   "Look below."

  Jiaojiao lowered her head and looked down, here is the cliff, below?

Oh my goodness!

Jiaojiao almost cried.

  Below is the most terrifying forbidden place in the underworld—Abi Hell.

  Abi **** is a land without a master, no one can supervise it. It is also a primitive mystery that existed before the birth of the underworld. There is a saying that the underworld was born because of it.

  It is a place where even the gods are afraid.

  Because even the gods and Buddhas will fall into it.

   "Why stay here! It's terrible!"

   "Because this is the place where you lost yourself... It is also the place where the tens of thousands of evil spirits in Slaughter Mansion Mansion fell."

  The female Yan Jun looked at the scarlet wall in front of her, her voice cold and ethereal.

  "He took away the order of the underworld in that era, destroyed a living being in the underworld, and severely damaged the cycle of life and death. This is the turning point of the evil way that has been suppressed by the heavens for many years, because he got away."

  The place where the most terrifying person escaped, this place is naturally the most terrifying.

  Jiaojiao's heart of fear arises, but because of his drunkenness, he ignorantly recalls the things he deliberately forgot, such as the mistakes he made, his bewitched heart, and so on. . .

  When he was anchored by the female Yan Jun on the Naihe Bridge, for so long, he watched the boat coming and going, watching the people on the boat weeping and crying.

  He found one thing.

  There are many extradition ships going back and forth, but one is very different.

  The punter is a woman.

  She was dressed in Tsing Yi, her figure was squiggly, but her back stopped, and she drew a bamboo pole through the bridge again and again, but never looked at him once.

because. . . She has no face? Because she wore a dark iron tool on her face, which concealed her facial features, turning her face into faceless.

  Neither, because of her quietness.

  The ghosts on each ship were mostly wailing and noisy, and most of the extraditioners were also ferocious, often scolded and scolded, but she was the only one who was so quiet.

  Coming and going, never said a word.

  Is this woman very special? Otherwise why does he think of him.

  Until he was confused and remembered. . . Oh, it doesn't seem like he has seen her for the first time.

  Actually, he had seen her face.

  Jiaojiao suddenly fell asleep, and fell crookedly.

  Female Yan Jun is right. It is difficult for people to give up the current self, and therefore it is difficult to find the past self unless they are drunk.

  Yes, Jiaojiao is drunk.

  Vaguely, he had a dream.

  A temple in the dream, the land of the sun.

  He saw a scene and lost a tear in fright.

  Later, it was a river, a bridge, and a ship. . . .

   Then there was a dried salted fish, one terrible to the extreme. . People who are not people.

  A real hell.

  Abi hell, the top of the cliff.

  He was scared, weak, and crying, he was so scared.

  He will fall.

finally. . . . He fell.

  But there are two shadows on the cliff, one of them. . . Actually turned around.

  (End of this chapter)