With the approval of Tathagata, who was the regional god, Bo Xun could easily go to the underworld, but Bo Xun was thinking all the way.
It's so easy. Tathagata seems to have known from the beginning that Bo Xun would come to borrow the gate to the lower world, or did he know that Bo Xun would have a need to find memories?
But how did Tathagata know? The first god told him?
Bo Xun was too lazy to think about it, and there was no point in thinking about it.
After arriving at the underworld through the gate of the nether world, Bo Xun bumped into someone head-on.
Caressing his forehead, Bo Xun took a closer look and found that the person who collided with him was Asura. Bo Xun smiled and pointed at Asura as if he had discovered a treasure: "Why are you here?"
Asura was directly knocked to the ground. When he looked up and saw Bo Xun, he seemed to be seeing a good brother he hadn't seen for many years: "Damn it, I have to ask you, have you come back from the Chinese Emperor?"
"I'm back, otherwise how could I get down? The gate to the lower world doesn't allow me to pass through." Bo Xun took Asura's outstretched hand and pulled him up from the ground.
After Asura stood firm, he patted and straightened his hem, then stretched out his hand to hit Bo Xun on the chest: "How many years have we not seen? More than tens of thousands of years, right?"
Bo Xun symbolically cracked his fingers: "According to mortal time, it is tens of thousands of years."
Asura put his arm around Bo Xun's shoulders: "Wow, that's true. I thought you thought Huaxia was too good to come back, or did you think you were attracted to a girl from a certain family? Tell me, you know, I have a bad voice.
It’s so tight.”
"You know, let's talk about it. The tightest one is Emperor Shitian, and the loosest one is you. You don't even know how to keep your mouth shut. Anyone who is willing to tell you the secret without giving you a hint is now.
I'm too embarrassed to see God." Bo Xun looked disgusted.
Asura looked careless and indifferent: "Oh, you can't blame me, who called this secret so interesting? If I don't tell more gods, I'm sorry that I know such an interesting thing."
Bo Xun looked at Asura's playful smile. It was like this fifty thousand years ago anyway, so it didn't matter: "But I'm not that interesting. You should know the god who destroyed civilization, right?"
Asura thought about it and nodded: "Ang, I know, I remember that the one here seems to be called Hua Ling, and most of the gods call him Wushuangshangshen, which is a good choice of words. What's wrong?"
"I like him."
"Are you crazy?"
After hearing these words, Asura looked at Bo Xun with disdain, and then sighed and patted Bo Xun on the shoulder: "Oh, you are not young anymore, find a goddess to marry, why are you still thinking about the god who is the first god?
.I remember that there was a goddess named Umo who partnered with you before..."
"Why are you talking about matchmaking to me?" Bo Xun was amused when he saw Asura's appearance. "There are records in the mortal world that my wife is Umo. Do you want to make the legend a reality?"
Asura waved his hands repeatedly: "I didn't. There are still legends in the world that you and I are the same demon king. It is said that Bo Xun is the demon king Asura - isn't this nonsense?"
"Then what did you want to say just now?" Bo Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Asura.
Asura put his hands behind his head, pretending to be calm, and explained: "A god like Hua Ling is beyond the reach of us little gods in any time and space. You'd better not think about it. Even if you have this intention, Hua Ling
There won’t even be zero.”
"How are you sure he doesn't have it? What if he does?"
"I think so, and it won't be for you. Don't you know the consequences of those guys who fall in love with gods from other time and space?"
Asura paused for a moment, as if he was recalling something, and then said: "Without exception, they were punished by the first god. Even if they became gods with the help of other gods, their heads were in different places and their souls were scattered."
"Ah, that's it..." Bo Xun listened to Asura's words with great interest.
Seeing Bo Xun's expression, Asura knew that he must not have listened. He said with a hateful look: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you are punished by the first god for letting Hua Ling be tempted, I can't help you."
you."
"No need for your help."
"Okay, okay." Asura spread his hands, "Speaking of which, why did you come to the underworld?"
"Looking for memory." Bo Xun said, but Asura looked unconvinced.
"You are one of the oldest gods. Only the first god can erase your memory. Do you think the first god will put your memory in the river of past life?"
Asura laughed at Bo Xun.
Bo Xun didn't take it seriously: "You have to try. How will you know if you don't try?"
"Okay, okay, then go ahead and wish you good luck, my brother."
Asura made way for him, and after Bo Xun left, he turned around and left.
Bo Xun complained as he walked: "Who is your brother? He is no longer as old as my finger."
Bo Xun came to the bank of the Purana River and saw a wooden house. He knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was an old woman with a stooped figure. When she saw it was Bo Xun, she was stunned and asked where she came from.
The old woman heard that Bo Xun was here to look for her memory. After thinking for a moment, she walked into the house and asked Bo Xun to wait outside the door.
But after a few minutes, the old woman told Bo Xun that there was no memory of him here.
"The place where many prehistoric gods now work is different from the place where they were born. Their memories are generally only stored in the river of past lives beneath the ground where they were born. Do you still remember where your birthplace is? You should be able to find it if you go there and look."
After hearing what the old woman said, Bo Xun felt that it made sense. After leaving the wooden house, he sat on a stone by the river of life and pondered: Where is my birthplace...?
The division of regions in the prehistoric era was unclear. Later, many gods went to places far away from their birthplace and traveled a lot, and it was impossible to tell which was which.
Forget it, since you can't tell them apart, let's look for them one by one.
Bo Xun first went to the nearest underworld, which was the area under the jurisdiction of Yama.
After finding the house beside the Wangsheng River, which is the Forgotten River, I knocked on the door and saw another person.
"Zhu Jiuyin?"
"Bo Xun?"
"Why are you here?!"
It turned out that Zhu Jiuyin had been helping Aunt Meng with matters related to Gu Xiangqiu's soul. Bo Xun and Zhu Jiuyin disliked each other. After Aunt Meng let Bo Xun in, they basically didn't look at each other.
"Let me look for your memory." Aunt Meng sat on the straw mat and shuttled through the boxes, looking for Bo Xun's memory.
After searching for a long time, Bo Xun was about to give up, but suddenly Aunt Meng said: "I found it. It should be your memory when you were a human. It was also specially marked that it came from another world."
Wow, so easy.
Bo Xun couldn't wait to open the box. After opening it, a cloud of turbid smoke suddenly ran out, instantly enveloped Bo Xun, and then got into Bo Xun's body through Bo Xun's seven orifices.
Bo Xun felt as if he was isolated from the world for a moment. His eyes were completely dark, he couldn't see any light, couldn't hear any sound, and there was no feeling of stepping on the ground under his feet.
From the perspective of Aunt Meng and Zhu Jiuyin, Bo Xun was shrouded in smoke and the smoke entered his body from the seven orifices. Then Bo Xun's eyes became dull and he fell down from his seat and fell unconscious.
Zhu Jiuyin poked Bo Xun in disgust: "What's going on?"
Aunt Meng was not surprised: "It's just to restore his memory. His memory was taken away by the first god himself."
"Looks like he's dead." Zhu Jiuyin looked disappointed.