There are many wandering souls in hell. These wandering souls are floating with empty eyes. They move with the wind as they walk, as if they are about to be blown away by a gust of wind.
These wandering souls are those who have just died. They were sucked into hell by a mysterious force from other worlds. When a person dies, his spirit or soul will be sucked into hell. This is the final destination of all people.
Of course, some people who have great merit, performed charity and good deeds during their lifetime, and have infinite merit will not be sucked into hell when they die, but will go to heaven to enjoy happiness.
Those who are extremely evil will go to the eighteenth level of hell when they die and be tortured for tens of thousands of years before they can enter reincarnation. Some of them will even be reincarnated as beasts in their next life.
Therefore, good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. If you don’t believe it, look up and see who will be spared by heaven.
Wang Dachun felt a mysterious power shrouding himself, making him look floating, as inconspicuous as those wandering souls.
He knew that this was the function of the petals of a green lotus. It concealed himself as a wandering soul so that he would not be discovered by the big shots in hell. Otherwise, he would probably be discovered immediately.
Wang Dachun followed the wandering souls through a pass, which should be the gate of hell.
It is said that after crossing the gate of hell, you will step on the road to hell. Flowers on the other side of the road are blooming. At the end of the road, there is a river called Wangchuan River. There is a Naihe Bridge on the river. There is an earth platform next to the Naihe Bridge, called Wangxiang Terrace.
There is a pavilion on the Wangxiang Terrace, and there is an old woman named Meng Po in the pavilion. She will pass a bowl of Meng Po soup to every wandering soul. After drinking Meng Po soup, you will forget your past and present lives.
There is a stone next to the Wangchuan River called the Sansheng Stone, which records a person's past and present lives.
These are all legends that Wang Dachun has heard, and today he came to verify the authenticity.
Sure enough, there was a road in front of the Guimenguan. This road was paved with bluestones. On both sides of the road, the flowers of the other side were blooming. There was a white mist on both sides of the road, making it difficult to see anything else.
Those wandering souls seemed to be led by a mysterious force and automatically set foot on the road to hell, as if something was calling them in front of them.
"This must be the Huangquan Road." Wang Dachun didn't expect that the legend was true. It seems that ancient people were not all nonsense.
Time was limited, and Wang Dachun had no time to look at the scenery. He quickly looked around, hoping to see Yun Zhu. He had never wanted to see someone at this moment.
Only those who lose can know how to cherish. This saying is indeed true.
"Yun Zhu! Yun Zhu!" Wang Dachun opened his purple devil eyes, but he still didn't see Yun Zhu, which made him very anxious.
"It's been a while, Yun Zhu should be in front." Thinking of this, Wang Dachun immediately ran forward, knocking down many wandering souls.
"Boy, why are you running? You're waiting to be reincarnated!"
"That's right, are you waiting to drink Meng Po soup?"
"This guy is serious. I think he's just waiting to have his tongue pulled out!"
Those wandering souls were both male and female, and all of them were very dissatisfied with Wang Dachun. The road to hell was not wide to begin with, and Wang Dachun's squeeze caused the wandering souls to stumble around.
Wang Dachun clasped his fists while running, "Haha, everyone, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. Please give way, everyone. Giving convenience to others is making it convenient for yourself. Those who give way will definitely choose a good family."
"Hey! This kid can talk, everyone give way to him!"
"That's right, it's convenient for others and convenient for yourself!"
Many wandering souls took the initiative to make way for Wang Dachun. When they came here and saw Guimen Pass and Huangquan Road, they believed that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil. If they can do some good deeds, they will be less tortured in the underworld.
Wang Dachun ran all the way, and soon the Huangquan Road came to an end. Sure enough, he saw a river. This river was different from ordinary rivers. The water was blood-yellow, filled with lonely ghosts who could not be reincarnated. The insects and snakes were churning around, and the smell was fishy. It hits the nose and keeps biting those souls.
It is said that you must drink Meng Po soup to cross the Naihe Bridge. If you don't drink it, she will not let you cross the Naihe Bridge, and those who have done evil in the past life will be thrown directly into the Wangchuan River and torn apart by copper snakes and iron dogs. Bite and suffer.
Those whose merits are difficult to judge will be escorted by Black and White to the Hall of Yama through the Naihe Bridge and will be judged before deciding whether to be reincarnated directly or sent to the underworld to be tortured.
Sure enough, Wang Dachun saw a pavilion by the Naihe Bridge. Next to the pavilion was a blind old woman. In front of her was a table with bowls of soup exuding mist.
"Come on, drink it. After drinking this bowl of Meng Po soup, you can forget your past and present lives and reincarnate as a human being." The Meng Po handed a bowl of Meng Po soup to a wandering soul and said.
The wandering soul hesitated for a moment, picked up the Meng Po soup and drank it. Then his eyes became even more hollow, and he walked towards the Naihe Bridge mechanically.
"I won't drink! If I drink, I will forget everything. Isn't that the same as death? What's the point of reincarnation?" When it was the turn of a female wandering spirit, the wandering spirit shook her head like a rattle, indicating that Very resistant.
She actually said it right. The most important thing in a person's life is memory. If there is no memory, then living is like a walking corpse, which is no different from death.
After hearing this, Po Meng's face suddenly darkened, and she put Po Meng's soup on the table, "Humph, what kind of place do you think this is? You can drink it if you want, but you can't if you don't want to? The rules here are determined by us. ! If you don’t drink, you will die!”
"I won't drink! I won't drink even if you talk nonsense." The female wandering soul was still very resistant and her attitude was very determined.
Po Meng rolled her eyes, "Since you don't drink, then go to hell."
As soon as the voice fell, the black and white impermanence directly grabbed the female wandering soul and threw it into the Wangchuan River. Immediately, the copper snakes and iron dogs in the river came up to bite the female wandering soul, drowning her in an instant.
Po Meng rolled her eyes and looked at the other wandering souls and said coldly: "This is hell, but you are not allowed to do whatever you want. If you don't obey me, this is what will happen."
The other wandering souls immediately fell silent. No one dared to disobey Meng Po's order. They all picked up Meng Po soup and drank it. Even if they lost their memory, it would be better than suffering in the Wangchuan River.
Wang Dachun frowned. Who made the rules of the underworld? They were too overbearing. They were just using their power to bully others and bully the weak. If one day he became stronger, he would definitely have to re-establish the rules of the underworld.
Wang Dachun suddenly trembled because he saw Black and White Wuchang pressing Yun Zhu over and walking towards Meng Poting.
"Go faster! Mother-in-law and mother-in-law." Black and White Wuchang urged Yun Zhu impatiently while beating him with an iron chain.
Wang Dachun's eyes suddenly turned blood red.
