Impermanent Growth Manual

Chapter 1

When Xie Bi'an stood on the gate of the underworld for the last time, it was beyond his expectation. No matter how sad he was at that time, he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

He was even in the mood to smile and look at some wallflowers that were slowly branching out on the city gate, admiring the boundless scene unique to the underworld.

On the ever-crowded Naihe Bridge, there are still ghosts who can't see the edge at a glance, with empty eyes, dull expressions, happy or sad faces, and many of them maintain the last face before death.

They passed the porridge stalls on the bridge to and fro, and were led by fairies holding long spoons to drink Mengpo soup, and then passed through a long dark corridor, leaving behind their memories. Tears of joy or sorrow, after being absorbed by the spirits hidden in the shadow walls, turned into rivers of forgetfulness, and then returned to the bridge of Naihe.

At the end of the corridor, there are ghosts who are sad or happy, like ghosts wearing clay masks, escorted to the judge, and judge the past and future lives of the person with the merit pen, and finally walk to the reincarnation platform.

The three thousand rivers of forgetfulness and weak water under the Naihe Bridge are formed from the last tear of Soul's life, which has experienced countless years of dripping. Every day, it frightens the three thousand demons and countless demons who are crushed under the bridge of Naihe. They are not given a chance to get rid of the evil spirits.

They roared and wailed every day, always hoping to grab the ankle of a person with enough merit on the bridge to lead them out of the sea of ​​suffering. There must be a glimmer of life, but from the beginning to the end, no one succeeded.

Xie Bi'an's eyes were dark, and there was a smile on his lips as he looked at the vast expanse, and he couldn't see the underworld at the dawn of the sky.

"Chang'an, what are you looking at?" A figure like the deepest ink color appeared beside Xie Bi'an, and slowly appeared beside the Wuchang Shenjun in white clothes, subconsciously suppressed his cold and stern face, and put his hands behind his back, I'm afraid that the unclean blood will make the person in front of me feel uncomfortable.

Xie Bi'an turned his head and smiled softly, leaned softly on the body of the impermanent god in black, lazily raised his arms, and pointed at the Naihe Bridge not far from the city gate.

"It's hard to have any excitement in the underworld. In my spare time, I just come here to watch Mrs. Meng scold those restless demons."

Fan Wujiu immediately squinted his eyes and looked down.

In the long foggy queue, there was a soul full of blue light walking abruptly in it. His expression was dazed and restless. He didn't follow the long queue. way home.

The gloomy aura emanating from him caused the souls around him to gradually let out a low cry, and after a while, the entire long team let out a long and deep sob that penetrated directly into the mind.

At the same time, Bai Guai in Fan Wujiu's hand also began to tremble slightly, as if affected by the crying from below, it let out bursts of long cries.

Fan Wujiu frowned, put away Bai Guai and was about to fly downwards, but suddenly a hand gently grabbed his arm, the strength was as light as a random weight, but it made him stop on the spot .

"Chang'an?" Fan Wujiu turned back in doubt, one toe had already stepped on the protrusion of the city gate, but he saw Xie Bi'an's pure white robe emitting a soft luster in this ghostly mansion that seemed a little gloomy.

His face was very white, like the finest suet jade, from the first time he saw him, he was as spotless as a god who had fallen into the mortal world.

Xie Bi'an narrowed his eyes and smiled, retracted his hand, looked into Fan Wujiu's eyes gently, and asked an irrelevant question, "Do you remember, when you first met me, What is it like?"

Subconsciously following Xie Bi'an's eyes, Fan Wujiu recalled the evening when they first met.

That time was not even considered a good memory - including so many days before meeting Xie Bi'an.But all the experiences, it seems that as long as he is by his side, nothing seems to be important.

Dirty, naked, bloodstained all over his body, even his fingers were oozing blood, the dying beggar who had been beaten was lying in a dark alley where there were only insects crawling in the corner of the wall Among them, his eyes looked blankly at the dark sky that seemed to be within reach, but out of reach for him.

He slowly stretched out his thin arm, but his whole body was in excruciating pain. He didn't know whether he raised his arm, but he felt that his hand was about to fall on the muddy snow on the side of the road. In an instant, he was grabbed by a hand that seemed to be glowing with light.

Then a beautiful face that could not be described with the only words he had appeared in his sight.

The moment he closed his eyes, he was smiling in his heart——he thought, this man is so pretty.

It was as if all the hardships in the past were like the adventures of meeting such a person before he died. If this was true, he even felt that he could endure it countless times.

No matter how painful and tormenting it was at that time, the moment when I met Xie Bi'an, it seemed that it was no longer so important.

Fan Wujiu's memories were interrupted by Xie Bian's hands dangling in front of his eyes, and when he regained consciousness, he saw Xie Bian's worried but puzzled face.

He glanced carefully at Xie Bian, lowered his head and held his hand with his backhand - he has grown up, but Xie Bian has not changed. After so many years, his hands are bigger than Xie Bian's, and his stature is also bigger. To be half a head taller, he took another look at the hands they were holding, and said casually, "How could I not remember? At that time, I was thinking, how could there be such a clean and beautiful person in this world."

Xie Bi'an snorted, and knocked Fan Wujiu on the head in a funny way, "Superficial."

"You are the most beautiful." Fan Wujiu put his head in front of Xie Bi'an happily, and said with a shy face, "I thought, if I can get married one day, I must find someone like you."

He didn't even dare to raise his head, and the throbbing heartbeat in his chest seemed to be transmitted to his ears. Just when he was about to let go of his hands, he heard a chuckle beside his ear, and he didn't know if it was serious. , "Wait until the day you can break the Great Mercy Curse before talking about this."

Fan Wujiu raised his head immediately, with an expression of grievance appearing on his face.Just about to say something, Xie Bi'an immediately sighed, "I also hope that I will always be the best in your memory."

Fan Wujiu was about to say something, but Xie Bian let go of his hand suddenly, squinted his eyes and patted his face with a smile, "Little Ah She has grown so big, she wants to get married."

Without waiting for Fan Wujiu to speak, Xie Bi'an said again: "Then do you remember why I changed your name to Wujiu?"

"...I know." Fan Wujiu froze for a moment, then lowered his eyelids and smiled softly.

"You said that Wu's amnesty is too sinister. I want to be by your side and change my name to Wu's salvation. I want to be an unforgivable person instead of an unforgivable person." Fan Wujiu raised his head and tugged at Xie Bian. sleeve, "Am I right?"

"Yes." Xie Bi'an stroked his hair as a reward, "You have to remember it well."

"As long as you are by my side, I will never forget it even if I want to." Fan Wujiu somehow thought of something, then tightened the hands they held, and said, "As long as you are by my side."

Xie Bi'an didn't return to him, turned around and pointed to the Naihe Bridge below, and said, "Go down and have a look, Possess Meng is probably going to panic."

Fan Wujiu was a little disappointed, but he didn't continue to press him.As I was talking here, I saw a red-clothed little fairy beside Granny Meng flying towards here on a white bone stick. Jumping up and down, it is obvious that it looks extraordinarily beautiful on the city wall, "You two gods, mother-in-law is a bit too busy, please go down and take a look."

The Buddha-nature in Xie Bi'an's body was too strong, it would be bad to go down hastily, so he just stood on the city gate and looked at Fan Wujiu's back.

Fan Wujiu suddenly felt palpitations in mid-air, and then he turned his head abruptly, only to find that Xie Bi'an was standing on the city gate with his hands down, the wide-sleeved robe on his body suddenly looked extremely wide.

His eyes looking into the distance didn't have a single point of focus, but they were full of reluctance and sorrow, as if infected by the crying from below, and the sadness was almost overflowing.

Fan Wujiu frowned fiercely, and then looked down at the ghost with a hint of sternness in his expression.

"What's going on?" On the bridge, his savagery seemed to be transformed into something tangible, overwhelming thousands of ghosts, and the crying that had been pervading stopped abruptly, leaving only the ghost in front of Granny Meng who was still crying. Weeping softly.

"No. [-] Scholar Ziguang?" Fan Wujiu frowned and took a step forward, pointed at the center of the opponent's eyebrows with two fingers together and lifted the opponent's face a little, observing the face of the opponent hidden behind the mist, and said to Meng Po beside him: "No. [-] Scholar Ziguang The qi is trapped in the black mist and cannot come out, the soul lacks emotion, and it is another heartbroken ghost."

Granny Meng sighed, and then handed the long spoon in her hand to Xiaoxian who was waiting by the side, and gently waved her hand in front of her, bringing the ghost who had stopped crying but was still dazed to the side. elsewhere.

Without the influence of the ghost, the long line quickly returned to order, and Xiaoxian, who was standing on the Naihe Bridge, gradually became busy and continued to move in an orderly manner.

Xie Bi'an came down from the city gate at this time, lifted the curtain that looked dilapidated outside and entered this small tea shop, and greeted Granny Meng who was making tea.

"Emperor mother-in-law." Xie Bi'an called out, and then sat beside Fan Wujiu.

Po Meng narrowed her eyes and smiled kindly, and handed them both a cup of tea with a smile, "Little Chang'an is here?"