Chapter 207 Jumping into the River of Forgetfulness
Chapter 207 Jumping into the Wangchuan River
Author: It’s me
Chapter 207 Jumping into the Wangchuan River
"Okay, that's it, there's no need to say anything more."
Li Zhihe pursed his lower lip:
"Great-grandfather, do you have any regrets?"
Pity?
The only regret I have is probably An Rumeng and her son.
However, this regret is destined to be inextricable.
Li Hong didn't want to force anything. After all, he was sorry for his mother and daughter back then, so how could he have the face to force it now?
"Hey boy, grandpa doesn't ask for anything else now, as long as everyone is well."
All glory and wealth are just passing clouds.
Nothing is more important than living well.
Of course Li Zhihe didn't know that when Li Hong said this, he had already made a decision in his heart.
Since everything can never go back to its original point and we are destined to be entangled with each other for the rest of our lives, why not let go completely?
You know, Li Hong stayed in the eighteenth level of hell for more than forty years.
Day after day, year after year, he was subjected to punishments such as mountains of knives, pans of oil, seas of fire, and whippings.
What keeps him going is holding his breath, wanting to see his old friend again, and hoping to be forgiven by his old friend.
Who knew that all of this would never be possible again.
Naturally, hope was completely dashed.
So, what else is there to hold on to?
So, before everyone could recover, they jumped directly into the Wangchuan River.
The water of Wangchuan River is blood-yellow, filled with lonely ghosts who cannot be reincarnated, is full of insects and snakes, and is filled with a fishy wind.
"Great Grandfather!!!" Li Zhihe reacted first and reached out to grab it immediately.
But how can humans catch ghosts?
I could only watch helplessly as the figure sank into the bottom of the Forgotten River.
After Yun Sangyu came to her senses, she stepped forward and grabbed Li Zhihe.
Don't jump again!
Once you jump into the Wangchuan River, you will not be able to reincarnate.
Until he was bitten to death by those lonely wild ghosts.
An Rumeng was obviously stunned at this moment, staring blankly at the rushing Wangchuan River:
"Li Hong. Li Hong"
He kept chanting in his mouth.
An Zi'ao, on the other hand, was also clenching his fists tightly and looking very unhappy.
No matter how much I hate that person, I never thought of doing this!
Moreover, An Zi'ao has stood on the bridge for eighty years, and he knows the Wangchuan River under the bridge very well.
That person's jump was enough to stop him completely.
But what about everyone?
"Li Hong, how dare you." He said a few words through gritted teeth.
At this moment, Li Zhihe turned around fiercely and glared at An Zi'ao:
"Are you happy now?"
An Zi'ao didn't respond. If it had been before, he would have choked back.
Yun Sangyu tugged again before pulling the man back a few steps.
Then he turned his head and asked Black and White Impermanence:
"Two adults, is it really impossible to save yourself if you jump into the River of Forgetfulness?"
Black and white impermanence shook their heads at the same time:
"The copper snake and the iron dog are free to compete for food, and they will forever fall into the river of forgetfulness with no way out."
Forget the river, forget the river, even the Lord of Hell can't help it.
Li Zhihe's eyes were already scarlet red, and veins were protruding on his forehead and arms.
Seeing this, Yun Sangyu held the person tightly:
"Mr. Li, calm down!" he shouted.
"How do I calm down?"
Who else could remain calm after watching their ancestor jump into the Wangchuan River like this?
"Mr. Li, things have happened and cannot be changed."