Hall of Mercy

All living beings cry out in mourning, resentment and cruelty are like a lingering sound.

According to the rumors, after death, all beings in the six realms will go to the land of eternal life, and live without any delusion. If you take a coquettish Bana flower from the messenger's hand, you can step on the bridge of death and gain eternal peace and tranquility.

When she woke up, she was standing on an empty street. She recognized this street. This is the busiest place in Ling Country. There are many strange things for sale. It is crowded with people on weekdays, and even more crowded during festivals.At the beginning, she bumped into Lin Yu on this street, and the two quarreled endlessly. Later, they found out the identity of the other party, and they played and joked at various banquets.

Everything starts here.

She also remembered when she saw Duhun on this street——

There was a gust of gloomy wind on the street, the doors of the shops on both sides of the road were closed tightly, and the red lanterns on the doors swayed back and forth. The words on the lanterns were blurred, which looked very strange.

With disheveled hair and a dull face, she murmured in a daze: "I'm dead. Lin Yu, I'm dead."

Standing in front of her was a burly person wearing a black hood. To be precise, it was not a "person", but a cloud of fog.

The human-shaped black mist sometimes spreads out and sometimes gathers. He seems to be holding a rusty hammer in his hand. There are some black spots on the hammer, but it doesn't look like rust. The imprint left behind the black ink box.

"I'm dead...I'm dead...Lin Yu...Lin Yu...I..." She kept repeating this sentence with empty eyes and a dazed expression.

The person in front of her seemed to turn around, paused, stretched out his hand, and pulled her forward like a fascination.

She didn't struggle and let the black mist lead her, until countless rays of light suddenly pierced at the end of the darkness, and she suddenly woke up like a dream.

Du Hun said that he would take her to live a life of innocence, but as a price, she must tell everything about her life without any concealment.

She looked at everything in front of her, the vast expanse of the sky, the stars were shining, the surroundings were filled with fog, and she couldn't see the way forward. The pool of clear water at her feet reflected the posture of the stars like a mirror, changing rapidly.

Subconsciously, she reached out and touched her stomach. It was empty and there was nothing.Her child was gone, and if it weren't for the blood still bubbling from her legs, she might have felt vaguely that she had never been pregnant.Seeing the blood on her leg, she panicked and ran all the way to the door of a shop without realizing that she was floating past.

At the door of the store, I stretched out my hand to knock on the door, but watched my body slip through it.

Emptiness, her body was suspended in mid-air, her feet were hanging down.

After trying several times, she finally dared to believe that she was dead.

She was actually standing on the water, although every step could cause ripples, but she was walking on flat ground.

Maybe it's because she died. I heard that people become ghosts after death, floating around.

I have many thoughts……

"Jingchun...Jingchun..." A woman called her, the ethereal voice seemed to come from ancient times, and it seemed to be whispering in her ear.

Suddenly, she recovered.

Standing on the edge of the so-called Wuwangya, she watched the mirror-like water flowing down the cliff under her feet. She didn't know where it went, but she saw a bottomless darkness below.

Clouds and mist lingered around her, and she couldn't see who was calling her clearly.She was brought here by Duhun—a human form formed by a thick black fog, but Duhun was a man.