Ghosts of the Underworld

Missing, deeply rooted.Today is doomed, and I will not be able to sleep peacefully as before.Junjun, I haven't seen you in 900 years, how are you doing now?

Do you still remember the fifth uncle who held your hand and took you to eat all the food in the underworld, afraid that you would bump into each other, and put you on top of everything.

I especially remember once, holding your hand and walking down the street.I am not tall, with a strange face and a set of jagged teeth.The people around you are holding on to you because of my ugliness, and they cast mocking and contemptuous looks at me.Even though you didn't understand at that time when you were young, you could sense the atmosphere of ridicule around me.At that time, your face instantly became extremely serious, and you said to the people around you in a childish voice: "What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at!"

Although I am unhappy because of being laughed at, I understand that although you are so small, you are protecting me.There is warmth in my heart, as if the unhappiness conveyed to me by the outside world.Because of one of your expressions and a simple sentence, it vanished into thin air.Junjun, I admit that you were still young at that time.You will have your own life in the future, and there will be people you care more about appearing in your life.However, I have quietly put you in my heart.My junior, the person I care about most in my life.

I watched you when you were born, pink and tender, when you never opened your eyes.When the facial features have not yet opened, the whole body is small.Learn to sit up in bed and speak when you speak.When a toddler is learning to walk.I hold your delicate little hand and accompany you when you go.And I, after watching you for three and a half years, finally got my eyes on it.He opened his mouth to praise my sister: "Yan Jun is really good-looking." "My nephew is so handsome." Every sentence comes from the heart, because you are three years old.Fair and delicate skin, dark and bright eyes, double eyelids.Thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, eyes like fans when blinking.You have a pretty nose and pink lips.Jun is so angry that it's hard to tell who is male or female. I am very glad that you look like a combination of the best parts of your sister and Li Yan.

Because of you, you are really beautiful.He was so handsome that people couldn't move their eyes away. I had already forgotten when my sister and the others left.But after they left, entrusted you to my care.I am very grateful to have you by my side, it feels like you are a gift carefully prepared for me by God.However, on the banks of the River Styx, that man covered in black abducted you.Since then, I dare not reincarnate, for fear that no one will find you after I leave.I dare not go to my parents and relatives for fear that they will ask me about your whereabouts.I dare not step into the Styx, because the soul and body will be completely dispelled when they touch the Styx.I'm afraid I'm not here, if you come back.

If you come back, who will accompany you and protect you.

The night in the underworld is as quiet as usual.Some people are still trapped in the heavy memories of the past, unable to sleep peacefully.I only hope that one day, lovesickness can be solved.He has three Xiajia woods by his hand, not many.Put together is a small piece.But he has to fight for it, because only Xia Jiamu can carry his soul across the Styx.

It was the only way before him.An ordinary soul body, if you want to cross the Styx, you can only rely on it.King Yan Luo was able to cross the Styx directly, but he has not appeared for a long time.All he can do is rely on himself.One person, one bed, nothing but darkness.Or maybe the sun was shining outside, but that light couldn't shine into his heart.He had guessed more than once what Yan Jun looked like now.But no matter how he guessed, it didn't seem to be him, because he really hadn't seen Yan Jun for too long.Maybe he was too sleepy, so he closed his eyes.fell into a deep sleep.I don't know what will happen after today.

In a sunny scene, he was walking alone in the sea of ​​flowers.He was carrying a roast duck in his hand, as well as some of Yan Jun's favorite snacks on weekdays.

This sea of ​​flowers seemed to be endless as he walked, he knew that Yan Jun was in front of him, and he could see it through the sea of ​​flowers in front of him.But no matter how he walked, he seemed to be standing still, and he didn't react at the beginning.

This kind of weather, such surrounding scenery, walking in the sea of ​​flowers, everything around me seems familiar.It seems that something very important to him will happen in a while, what exactly is it!He wanted to remember, but his mind went blank.

In the sea of ​​flowers, his figure was still walking unhurriedly.Slowly, he was about to see Yan Jun standing by the Styx River.Yan Jun said he wanted to see the sea.But there is only the Styx River in the underworld, and there is no sea.That's why he brought Yan Jun here.And told him that the soul cannot approach the Styx, it will be corroded.Yan Jun is now five years old, he knows what to do and what not to do.No matter what, as long as he is told that it is dangerous, he will not touch it.That is a very well-behaved child.That's why he dared to put Yan Jun there with confidence.Leave for a while, the distance is not far, he can come back soon.

He was about to see Yan Jun, and he quickened his pace, wanting to get to Yan Jun as soon as possible.But through Ming Hua who blocks his sight from time to time, he saw a man covered in black energy entangled Yan Jun.Yan Jun was so small that he couldn't beat the opponent at all, but was picked up by the opponent.At that time, Yan Jun saw him rushing over, with both hands supporting the opponent's elbow, and the light of trust shone in his innocent eyes.He opened his mouth and shouted to him: "Uncle Wu, save me!"

Seeing such a scene, he immediately ran over.But the distance was too far, he could only watch helplessly as the other party hugged Yan Jun, flew over the Styx River, and went to the other side of the Styx River.

That man probably lives on the other side of the Styx River.It is impossible for ordinary souls to cross the other side of the Styx.Only the power of Hades of the Ten Palaces is sufficient to support the direct flight across the Styx carrying the resentment.

The overwhelming sadness came, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he woke up from the bed.It turned out that he had that dream again.The scene of parting turned into permanent pain, which has been accumulating in my heart.Occasional touch, heartache.As usual, tears had soaked the pillow.His face was also itchy because of the tears.Before the tears could be wiped dry, new hot tears flowed down again.Before parting, Yan Jun looked at him with innocent eyes full of trust in him.But he could do nothing,

Memory, back to the distant time.At that time, Yan Jun was almost four years old. He was walking on the street and heard people talking about ghosts.He was frightened, once when he was about to go home, he saw his sister downstairs carrying Junjun upstairs.The corridor was very dark, Junjun saw his figure with bright eyes, and immediately called happily: "Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu." After calling several times in a row, he answered.Thinking of the classmate who just came back together, I should go over and say hello to him.So, he who was supposed to go upstairs turned around and walked down, out of the stairs and outside.

When he returned home, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Junjun looking at him with a frightened expression, and said softly: "Uncle Wu, when I was on the second floor just now. I saw a ghost, there was The ghost pushed me and mother. Pushed me and mother to the ground." He immediately walked over, hugged Junjun and said: "It's okay, it's over. Now grandpa, grandma, mother and fifth uncle are all here Here, it's all right."

Junjun sat quietly on his mother's body, his eyes full of frightened expressions.His voice was also soft and soft, and it seemed that he was really frightened.The elder sister said, "Fifth son, when I met you downstairs just now, Junjun was very happy and kept calling for you. I thought you were behind, but when I took Junjun upstairs to the second floor, Junjun Jun fell, and I fell too. Even the candles were extinguished. Junjun kept calling for you when he was on the second floor, but you never came up."

Junjun said at this time: "I didn't fall down, I was pushed by the ghost. I saw it with my own eyes. The ghost pushed me first and pushed me down. Then it pushed you. Pushed you too." (You are Refers to the mother).He saw Yan Jun, a child who was usually very active, was sitting quietly at this moment.A pair of eyes were still looking around the room, as if the ghost had broken through the lock of the door and entered the room.

At this moment, mother entered the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and said to the door: "You don't want to stay in your own place, what are you doing here to scare my grandson? Get out, or I will chop you up if you don't." After speaking, he chopped the knife on the door frame.When Junjun saw his grandmother finished all this, he said, "Grandma killed the ghost, and grandma killed the ghost with a knife. The ghost has already left." When he spoke, Junjun seemed to recover a lot.

As long as the matter is over, he sees that Junjun is not as timid as he was when he first entered the door, and he relaxes a lot from his gripping heart.At this time, my sister stood up holding Junjun, and said to them: "It's getting late, I'll take him back to rest." He said, "Okay."Parents also replied: "Be careful on the road."

As soon as my sister went out with Junjun in her arms, he heard Junjun shouting outside the door: "Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu came out and sent me downstairs..." The sweet voice kept calling him to send him downstairs.He opened the door, and his sister said: "Junjun wants you to go downstairs together." Saying that, Yan Jun opened his arms from his sister's embrace to him.Asking him to hug himself, he naturally took Yan Jun and sent him back.Then came back alone.

Since then, Yan Jun has been clinging to his grandmother and him for a long time, asking one of them to take him downstairs.He was scared because of that incident.Although he didn't say it clearly, he still had a psychological shadow on the corridor on the second floor for a long time.

This is my Junjun.Although only a few years old, he is very smart.He is afraid of a certain distance, so he will call someone close to him to come out and accompany his mother to see him off.In his hand, there is a painting.The person in the painting is young, with small limbs, and a pair of innocent black eyes full of curiosity about the world.Long eyelashes, thick and well-defined brows.Pretty straight nose, thin and pink lips.Delicate and fair skin, clean and refreshing short hair.This person is none other than his nephew.Junjun.