It's like an hour has passed. Can I come back in an hour?
Of course, the time that has passed cannot be returned, because the next hour will never coincide with this one.
Tang Yuan and Ya Yin, one being Ming Lord and the other a judge, could better understand that after death, the soul leaves the body and is taken to the underworld. It has been five hundred years since Li Lan died, so she has probably been reincarnated.
etc!
Not necessarily.
Tang Yuan suddenly turned to look at Crow Yin and asked, "When did the Well of Samsara become a problem?"
Crow Yin was stunned for a moment and recalled: "Although the demon clan tripped and the reincarnation well was damaged, it was still usable. It seems that the time when it really broke down was..."
"Two hundred years ago!" the two said in unison.
Tang Yuan touched his chin and hypothetically said: "If I say that a soul who is preparing for reincarnation is suddenly pulled out of the well of reincarnation, will the already faulty well of reincarnation become even more complete?"
Crow Yin was thoughtful and said: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."
Wu Lingjun and Song Wu said one after the other: "Simple."
"Yes, it's simple. Can't you just ask the ghost messenger to come up and check the book of life and death?"
Tang Yuan immediately clapped his hands. A dark wind was blowing in the fox cave. The table was slowly covered with a layer of frost, and the coldness in the air seemed to turn into actual water droplets.
Wu Lingjun waved his sleeves and threw down a barrier to avoid disturbing the people outside.
Bai Xun still didn't know the identities of his junior brothers and sisters. He looked stupid at the moment, saying that he didn't understand why these two junior brothers would discuss such a profound issue as the Well of Samsara.
Then he went to hell.
Yep, really damn it.
A dark hole slowly formed on the ground, and the gloomy ghostly energy kept overflowing from it. It was icy and cold. It would be okay if it was summer, but now it is winter, which is indeed a bit chilling.
He stared at the hole in the ground, and watched helplessly as a hand with distinct joints, several degrees paler than a normal person, and a slight bluish tint rested on the edge of the hole, and the bones creaked.
Slowly, a ghost with a long scarlet tongue crawled out, followed by the sound of chains dragging on the ground.
Seeing Crow Yin, Gui Cha immediately knelt on the ground and shook his head into a sieve: "Little devil Bai Wuchang number 38, he has met the judge!!"
Tang Yuan frowned, feeling unhappy because he was ignored: "You don't know me?"
Crow Yin explained: "Your appearance now is a little different from when you were in the underworld."
"Oh." Tang Yuan understood, then looked at Bai Wuchang and asked, "Do you have the authority to check the Book of Life and Death?"
Bai Wuchang Sanba trembled and trembled. For some reason, when he heard this person's voice, he was afraid from the bottom of his bones. He couldn't help but want to tremble and tremble.
A wisp of black energy appeared on his hand, and slowly the black energy turned into a bamboo slip. As he operated, golden light suddenly appeared on the bamboo slip, as if it had been illuminated.
"Reply, sir, whose life and death book do you want to read?" He looked up at Tang Yuan fawningly, showed a flattering smile, and asked.
The corner of Bai Xun's mouth twitched. He couldn't believe that he saw flattery on a ghost's face.
Tang Yuan said: "Li——"
He paused for a moment, looked at Wu Lingjun, and blinked. He didn't seem to know Li Lan's birthday.
Wu Lingjun: "Li Lan was born on the seventh day of the seventh month, six hundred and twenty-three years ago, at Haishi."
Bai Wuchang Sanba muttered to the book of life and death, and saw that the book of life and death, which was originally just glowing with golden light but without words, gradually appeared with writings on it, which contained records about Li Lan's life.
Then there is a bracket after the death column. Inside the bracket are a few words added with a brush: This soul has been lost.
Sure enough.
After asking about the circumstances and the ins and outs of the loss, Bai Wuchang was sent away, and the atmosphere in the fox cave became a little solemn.
Bai Xun didn't know what happened, but he just took it seriously.
After a long silence, Tang Yuan said: "That's true."
Yayin also said in a deep voice: "What method did Li Xuan use to directly paralyze the well of reincarnation?"
Song Wu: "The Well of Samsara itself has some problems. I guess Li Xuan took advantage of that problem and took advantage of it to smuggle Li Lan's soul out."
"It's not impossible." Tang Yuan said.
…
…
The next day, early in the morning, the soldiers guarding the dungeon rolled and crawled to the fox hole, "report, report, report -"
Bai Xun was interrupted when he was having a meeting of elders. Hearing the noise, he frowned and asked angrily: "What kind of compensation should I pay?"
The soldier stammered, took a deep breath, and said: "Report to the king! The prisoner captured last night committed suicide!!!"
"What!?" Bai Xun stood up from the throne with an ejection, and the meeting was forced to end. He quickly went to Wu Lingjun to report this.
When I arrived at Wu Lingjun's residence, I saw Master and the old man enjoying tea leisurely, not in a hurry, but in an extremely leisurely and elegant manner.
Hearing the chaotic footsteps at the door, Wu Lingjun blew the tea and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea overflowed and he sighed softly: "Axun, I have told you many times, don't panic when something happens. At least you are now." King, why are you so dry?"
Bai Xun slowed down and Shi Shiran walked to the other side of Wu Lingjun and sat down.
Satisfied, Wu Lingjun poured him a cup of fragrant tea and asked, "Come on, why are you here to see me?"
Bai Xun was shocked: "I thought Master knew!"
Wu Lingjun rolled his eyes gracefully: "Do you really think that I know everything about the world as a teacher? It's just that I know more than ordinary people. It's been exaggerated. How can you still believe it?"
Bai Xun listened to the instruction, and after a while, he said: "Master, Li Xun's puppet body committed suicide."
Wu Lingjun: "..."
The hand holding the tea cup paused, then he continued to bring it to his mouth as if nothing had happened, took a sip and said, "Nothing happened."
"Master?" Bai Xun was puzzled.
"You can go out first and let me be quiet for a while," Wu Lingjun said in a hurry.
Bai Xun could only hide his doubts calmly in his stomach. He did not dare to ask any more questions and quietly left the yard.
Without Bai Xun, Wu Lingjun sat alone in the courtyard. The leaves of the evergreen tree looked a little yellow at the moment, tea smoke curled up, and there was a faint sigh. It was empty and especially lonely.
A leaf floated leisurely into the tea cup. The leaf was very thick, but it seemed extremely light. It fell into the cup without stirring up any tea.
Wu Lingjun stared at the piece of tea for a long time, and then sighed again.
…
…
Lan Sha Tang.
Li Xun, who was leaning on a lounge chair to bask in the sun, suddenly saw a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He opened his eyes suddenly, and the guards around him immediately stepped forward: "Defender, are you okay?"
Li Hyun slowly raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold, and he spat out a murderous word between his lips and teeth: "Get out."
"yes."
Li Hyun: "Wait!"
