“他还没死。”两个身穿血红色战甲、头戴红色头盔，拿着血红色战矛的牛头小声聊着。
“He’s not dead yet.” Two bull heads in blood-red battle armor, red helmets, and blood-red battle spears whispered.
“如果是我，我宁愿死。”另一个摇头道。
“If it were me, I would rather die.” The other shook his head.
远远的，两人就看见那连绵起伏一眼望不到尽头的赤红色山脉，即使他们在这里已经生活了无尽岁月，心中也有着丝丝恐惧。
From a distance, the two of them could see the crimson mountains that rolled up and down as far as the eye could see. Even though they had lived here for endless years, they still felt a little bit of fear in their hearts.
因为，那山脉之下，是十八层地狱，而两人口中的‘他’，在里面呆了九万年。
Because, under the mountain range, there are 18 levels of hell, and the “he” they mentioned has stayed in it for 90,000 years.
如果说地狱只有那么一轮血月，那在十八层地狱中，就只剩下了血。
If there is only one blood moon in hell, then in the eighteenth floor of hell, there is only blood left.
这是一个关于‘不死’的传说。
This is a legend about ‘immortality’.
问罪石前，他拷问自身生前种种，一言之：一生无悔。
Before questioning the sin stone, he tortured himself about all kinds of things in his life, in one word: no regrets in life.
冥界十王殿要其服罪，他却誓不屈服，最终震动了冥域九都，被送入了地狱。
The Hall of Ten Kings of the Underworld wanted him to confess, but he vowed not to give in. In the end, he shocked the Nine Capitals of the Underworld and was sent to hell.
‘打入十八层地狱，永生不得超生’本就戏言，因为，除了传说中的仙神，还没有人能够在其中坚持十万年。
“If you enter the eighteenth hell, you will not be able to live forever” is a joke, because, except for the legendary gods, no one has been able to persist in it for 100,000 years.
而他，至今日，已有九万年，虽然他曾经踏上修行路，算不得凡人，但不得不算是个奇迹。
As for him, it has been 90,000 years. Although he has set foot on the road of cultivation, he is not a mortal, but he has to be regarded as a miracle.
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第十七层、石磨地狱中。
On the seventeenth floor, in the Stone Mill Hell.
周围的雾气灰蒙蒙的，脚下是赤红色的地面，隐隐有着血色泛出，显得阴森诡异。
The surrounding fog was gray, and the crimson ground beneath his feet, with faint blood oozing out, looked eerie and strange.
江寒漠然望着眼前的那巨大的血红色磨盘，上面有着无数的齿轮在转动，甚至有着丝丝血肉骨的残留，在那磨盘的旁边，一名穿着血红色战甲的马面看着他。
Jiang Han stared indifferently at the huge blood-red grinding disc in front of him. There were countless gears rotating on it, and there were even traces of flesh and bones. Beside the grinding disc, a horse-faced man wearing a blood-red battle armor look at him.
“你都熟悉了，上来吧！”马面开口。
“You are familiar with it, come up!” Ma Mian said.
轻车熟路，江寒不需要身后的鬼兵推挪，脚步踏出，轻轻踩在了那磨盘的齿轮上。
Familiar with the road, Jiang Han didn’t need the ghost soldiers behind him to push him, he stepped out, and lightly stepped on the gears of the millstone.
一道血光闪过，转眼间江寒就感觉自己的身躯一重，原本虚散的灵体就融入了血肉，仿佛再度由死再生了一般。
A **** light flashed across, and in a blink of an eye, Jiang Han felt that his body was heavy, and his spirit body, which was originally scattered, merged into flesh and blood, as if he was reborn from death again.
不过，他还没有感受到这种滋味，脚踏的齿轮轻轻转动，径直将他刚刚恢复的脚部直接磨去了一层皮。
However, he hadn’t felt this feeling yet, the gears of the pedals turned slightly, directly grinding off a layer of skin on his newly recovered feet.
江寒感觉到一种透入灵魂深度的疼痛席卷了自己的心神，想要嘶吼，但一股无形而可怕的力量却将他死死的按在了这巨大的血红色磨盘之上。
Jiang Han felt a pain penetrating the depths of his soul sweeping through his mind, and wanted to scream, but an invisible and terrifying force pressed him firmly against the huge blood-red grinding disc .
“嗤嗤嗤！”
“Chi Chi Chi!”
一层层，那刚刚重生的血肉被那磨盘一层层磨掉，从脚底开始，就像赤脚在沙石之上使劲摩擦，一遍有一遍，永不停歇。
Layer by layer, the freshly regenerated flesh and blood were worn away layer by layer by the millstone, starting from the soles of the feet, like bare feet rubbing **** sand and stones, over and over again, never stopping.
“咔嚓！”
“Crack!”
皮肉磨灭，那脚骨被那齿轮轻轻揉动，最下面的一层化为了粉末，血骨就仿佛小石子一般就磨掉了。
The skin and flesh were worn away, the foot bone was gently rubbed by the gear, the bottom layer was turned into powder, and the blood bone was worn away like a small stone.
一股股难以抑制的剧痛侵蚀着江寒的识海心神，几乎让他整个人疯狂，他的手臂青筋暴动，面色通红，却无法发出哪怕一道吼声。
Surges of uncontrollable pain eroded Jiang Han’s consciousness and mind, almost driving him crazy. The veins in his arms were throbbing, his face was flushed, but he couldn’t make a single roar.
石磨地狱，顾名思义，磨人成肉酱，重塑人身再磨，循环往复，直到永远或者死亡。
Stone Grinding Hell, as the name suggests, grinds people into meat paste, reshape the human body and grinds them again, and the cycle repeats until eternity or death.
从脚部开始，接着是小腿、大腿、腹部，最后是头颅。
Start with the feet, then the calves, thighs, abdomen, and finally the head.
睁大了眼睛，江寒盯着那两道齿轮从自己的眼球处摩擦而过，随即狠狠压了下去，一道轻轻的爆破声，仿佛有着什么东西溅开了…
Opening his eyes wide, Jiang Han stared at the two gears rubbing past his eyeballs, then pressed them down hard, and there was a soft explosion sound, as if something had splashed…
江寒竭力要让自己的神智保持清明，因为，唯有这样，他才能够继续活下去。
Jiang Han tried his best to keep his sanity clear, because only in this way can he continue to live.
磨石，磨的是肉，伤的是心。
The grindstone grinds the flesh and hurts the heart.
肉身磨灭，化为了肉骨血水，而江寒的精神意念却再度汇聚形成了灵体，只是面色却苍白了许多，甚至那灵体上都已经出现了一道道裂痕。
The physical body was annihilated and turned into flesh and blood, but Jiang Han’s spiritual thoughts gathered again to form a spiritual body, but his complexion turned paler, and even cracks appeared on the spiritual body.
有种痛，不入骨髓，深入神髓。
There is a kind of pain that does not enter the bone marrow, but goes deep into the marrow of the soul.
“小子，你还能坚持多久？一千年？一万年？”那面无表情的马面开口，他话很少，只是，他和这个鬼太‘熟悉’了，也有些好奇。
“Boy, how long can you hold on? A thousand years? Ten thousand years?” The expressionless Ma Mian said, he said very little, but he was too ‘familiar’ with this ghost, and he was a little curious .
“我会活着回去。”江寒眼眸一动，冷冷开口。
“I will go back alive.” Jiang Han opened his eyes and said coldly.
“一部普通的观想法，让你练成了世间无敌的信念经，希望你能幻想成真。”马面也不在乎他的态度：“阴山的菩萨说‘地狱不空，誓不成佛’，有你，我看这地狱空不了。”
“An ordinary meditation method allows you to practice the invincible belief scriptures in the world. I hope your fantasies will come true.” Ma Mian didn’t care about his attitude: “The Bodhisattva in the Yinshan Mountain said, ‘Hell is not empty, and I swear it will not be empty. Become a Buddha’, without you, I don’t think this **** will be empty.”
“正是有了菩萨，这地狱一定会空，一定会。”江寒低声道。
“Because of Bodhisattva, this **** will definitely be empty, definitely will be.” Jiang Han whispered.
“走吧，还有一层！”后面的鬼兵开口道。
“Let’s go, there is another floor!” The ghost soldier behind said.
十八层地狱，每天，江寒都要从第一层开始，一直闯过十八层不死，才能再多活一天，扛不住，就是死。
In the eighteen floors of hell, every day, Jiang Han has to start from the first floor and go through the eighteen floors without dying, so that he can live another day. If he can’t bear it, he will die.
这种日子，江寒自己都不知道还能扛多久，或许一万年，或许明天就死了。
Jiang Han himself doesn’t know how long he can endure such a day, maybe ten thousand years, maybe he will die tomorrow.
“不管怎么样，只要还活着，就要好好活下去。”江寒微微抬头，似乎想穿透这时空重叠的地狱，看到地面那轮‘漂亮’的血月。
“No matter what, as long as you are alive, you must live well.” Jiang Han raised his head slightly, as if he wanted to penetrate the **** where time and space overlap, and see the ‘beautiful’ blood moon on the ground.
“嗡！”
“Buzz!”
黑暗的虚空雾气中，有着一道道涟漪波动猛然传来，随即，一道时空漩涡形成，一身穿着黑甲的高大男子从漩涡中踏出，来到了既然面前。
In the dark void mist, ripples and fluctuations came suddenly, and immediately, a space-time vortex formed, and a tall man in black armor stepped out of the vortex, and came to him.
“江寒！”黑甲男子看着眼前面色苍白一身白衣囚服的青年。
“Jiang Han!” The man in black armor looked at the pale young man in white prison uniform in front of him.
“拜见将军！”一旁的鬼兵马面尽皆恭敬道
“Meet the general!” The ghost soldiers on the side all said respectfully
“鬼军战将？”江寒微微一怔，看清了来人。
“Warrior of the ghost army?” Jiang Han was slightly taken aback, seeing who was coming.
鬼军战将，在冥界也算高层人物，江寒在冥界中‘混’了漫长岁月，怎么可能不知道，而且，眼前的来人他是那么的熟悉。
The general of the ghost army is considered a high-level figure in the underworld. Jiang Han has been in the underworld for a long time, how could he not know, and he is so familiar with the person in front of him.
“不知将军来十七层地狱何事？”鬼兵轻轻开口，他地位虽一般，但却与这战将属于不同王殿，并不归对方管辖，所以也不惧怕。
“I don’t know why the general came to the Seventeenth Floor of Hell?” Ghost Bing asked softly. Although his status is average, he belongs to a different palace from this general, and is not under the jurisdiction of the other party, so he is not afraid.
“带江寒走！”鬼军战将盯着他。
“Take Jiang Han away!” The general of the ghost army stared at him.
“地狱重犯，请将军出示王殿法旨。”鬼兵不卑不亢。
“Repetition in hell, please show the decree of the king’s palace.” The ghost soldiers were neither humble nor overbearing.
鬼军战将轻轻点头，手中已经出现了一金色卷轴，上面散发着奇异的波动，他直接打开了这卷轴。
The general of the ghost army nodded slightly, a golden scroll appeared in his hand, with strange fluctuations on it, he opened the scroll directly.
这金色卷轴上面只有很简单的一行字：
There is only a very simple line on this golden scroll:
“沉沦地狱九万年，一朝令下入凡间。——宋帝王。”
“Sinking into the **** for 90,000 years, once ordered to enter the mortal world. —— Emperor Song.”
简单的十几个字，却似乎有着无穷的魔意，让人看之心悸，观之心颤不已，隐隐震荡这这片时空，使人不由自主在臣服。
A dozen or so simple words seem to have infinite magic, which makes people feel palpitations and trembles when viewed, faintly shaking this time and space, making people surrender involuntarily.
“如何？”鬼军战将收起卷轴。
“How?” Ghost Army Warlord put away the scroll.
“令已到达，请将军自便。”鬼兵也不犹豫，手一挥，原本束缚在江寒身上的囚衣就已经消散，出现了原本的飘飘白衣。
“The order has arrived, the general please take care of yourself.” The ghost soldier did not hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, the prison clothes that were originally bound to Jiang Han’s body disappeared, and the original fluttering white clothes appeared.
“江寒，随我来！”鬼军战将对着江寒说道，随即大手一挥，江寒整个人便从原地消失，鬼军统领则再度从那时空漩涡中离去。
“Jiang Han, come with me!” The general of the ghost army said to Jiang Han, and with a wave of his hand, Jiang Han disappeared from the same place, and the commander of the ghost army left again from the vortex of time and space.
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冥都，一座庄园凉亭中。
Mingdu, in a pavilion of a manor.
“拜见将军，将军救命之恩，在下感激不尽。”江寒躬身道。
“Meet the general, I am very grateful for the general’s life-saving grace.” Jiang Han bowed.
“起来吧。”黑甲战将轻轻道。
“Get up.” The black armored general said softly.
“小人不敢。”江寒的声音压抑着。
“The villain dare not.” Jiang Han’s voice was suppressed.
“江寒，我叫你起来。”黑甲战将猛然怒吼着。
“Jiang Han, I’ll wake you up.” The black-armored general roared angrily.
江寒的身躯微微颤抖，缓缓起身，注视着黑甲战将，穿着黑色战甲的魁梧大汉，散发着恐怖的气息，满脸痛心的望着他。
Jiang Han’s body trembled slightly, he got up slowly, and stared at the black armored general. The burly man in black armor exuded a terrifying aura, and looked at him with a sad face.
“九万年的岁月，我没有去救你，你怨我吗？”黑甲战将平复心情，缓缓开口。
“Ninety thousand years, I didn’t go to save you, do you blame me?” The black-armored general calmed down and spoke slowly.
江寒轻轻摇头，怨？
Jiang Han shook his head lightly, resentment?
在地狱中经过了如此漫长的折磨，他心中早已没有了怨，剩下的，只有恨。
After such a long torment in hell, there is no longer any resentment in his heart, and only hatred is left.
“你本来无罪，但冥界王殿强加给你无尽罪孽，但地狱九万年的时间，你身上的罪孽已经被磨灭大半，勉强达到了转世的标准。”黑甲战将轻声道：“我尽我的可能，给你争取到了木桥、八等天赋的转世资格。”
“You were originally innocent, but the Palace of the Underworld imposed endless sins on you, but in the 90,000 years of hell, most of the sins on your body have been wiped away, barely reaching the standard of reincarnation.” The black armored general said softly : “I tried my best to win you the reincarnation qualifications of Muqiao, Ba and other talents.”
“木桥？八等天赋？”江寒心中微微有些压抑。
“Wooden bridge? Eighth-class talent?” Jiang Han felt slightly depressed.
转世轮回，按自身功德罪孽，分别走上六桥：金桥、银桥、玉桥、石桥、木桥、黑桥。
Reincarnated and reincarnated, according to one’s own merits and sins, one walks on six bridges: Golden Bridge, Silver Bridge, Jade Bridge, Stone Bridge, Wooden Bridge, and Black Bridge.
走金桥者入天界，走银桥者入凡界高贵之家，走玉桥者入凡界富豪之家，走石桥者入凡界平常之家，走木桥者入凡界贫贱之家，走黑桥则再入地狱洗清罪孽。
Those who walk the golden bridge enter the heaven, those who walk the silver bridge enter the noble home of the mortal world, those who walk the jade bridge enter the rich man’s home of the mortal world, those who walk the stone bridge enter the ordinary home of the mortal world, and those who walk the wooden bridge enter the poor and humble world of the mortal world If you take the black bridge, you will go to **** to wash away your sins.
而天赋等级，则决定出生后的资质，一等最佳，九等最低。
The talent level determines the aptitude after birth, the first level is the best, and the ninth level is the lowest.
曾经在地球上修炼数十年，又在冥界担任了百年鬼兵的江寒，对这一切自然是无比清楚。
Jiang Han, who has practiced on Earth for decades and served as a ghost soldier in the underworld for a hundred years, is naturally very clear about all this.
木桥代表着出生低，八等血脉，代表天赋低，江寒明白，如果以这样的先天条件转世，几乎是断绝了他来世修炼恢复记忆的可能。
The wooden bridge represents low birth, eighth-class blood, and low talent. Jiang Han understands that if he is reincarnated with such innate conditions, it will almost cut off the possibility of him practicing in the next life to recover his memory.
但江寒也清楚，能做到这一步，黑甲战将恐怕已经竭尽全力了，毕竟，自己是‘名震’冥界的重犯。
But Jiang Han also knew that to achieve this step, the black-armored warrior might have tried his best. After all, he was a repeat offender in the ‘famous’ underworld.
“江寒，你的罪孽太重，进入十八层地狱都难以洗清，只有转世轮回几次才有重来的可能，如果将来你能踏出圣路，自然会再度回复过往记忆。”黑甲战将轻声道：“到时候，你还有机会。”
“Jiang Han, your sins are too heavy to be washed away even after entering the 18th floor of hell. Only by reincarnating a few times can you come back again. If you can step out of the holy path in the future, you will naturally regain your past memories “The black-armored general said softly: “When the time comes, you still have a chance.”
“谢谢了。”江寒低沉着声音。
“Thank you.” Jiang Han said in a low voice.
江寒清楚无比，黑甲战将或许是在鼓励自己，但转世之后，记忆修为全失、罪孽加身、天赋八等，想要踏入圣路，何等困难？
Jiang Han knew very well that the black-armored warrior might be encouraging him, but after reincarnation, he lost all his memory and cultivation, added sins to his body, and had eighth talents. How difficult is it to step into the holy path?
但江寒明白，如果自己不转世，恐怕要永远待在十八层地狱之中，直到魂飞魄散的死亡。
But Jiang Han understands that if he does not reincarnate, he will probably stay in the eighteenth level of **** forever, until his soul flies away and he dies.
黑甲战将看着江寒，心中也是叹息：“走吧，我送你去转世！”
The black-armored general looked at Jiang Han and sighed in his heart: “Let’s go, I’ll send you to reincarnation!”
轻轻挥手。
Wave lightly.
江寒就感觉眼前迷失，时空变换，再度清醒，已经来到了一条河旁，河中流水滚动，流向了不可预知的远方。
Jiang Han felt lost in front of his eyes, time and space changed, and he woke up again. He had come to a river, and the water in the river was rolling, flowing to an unpredictable distance.
而远处，有着一座灰色石桥，上面正有着无数鬼魂在时空叠起中缓缓前行，两旁有着大量的冥界血甲军士守卫。
In the distance, there is a gray stone bridge on which countless ghosts are slowly moving forward in the overlapping of time and space, guarded by a large number of blood armored soldiers from the underworld on both sides.
“忘川河，奈何桥！”江寒轻轻一扫，就已经知道自己到了什么地方。
“Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge!” With a light sweep, Jiang Han already knew where he was.
“我只能送到这里了。”黑甲战将指了指前面：“过三生石，走奈何桥，经过正常的顺序，你自会投胎转世。”
“I can only send it here.” The black-armored general pointed to the front: “Cross the Sansheng Stone, take the Naihe Bridge, and go through the normal sequence, and you will be reincarnated.”
“嗯。”江寒轻轻点头。
“Yeah.” Jiang Han nodded slightly.
“拿着这个。”战将开口，手中翻掌出现了最初的那金色卷轴。
“Take this.” The war general said, and the original golden scroll appeared in his palm.
“好。”江寒也不多问~IndoMTL.com~接过，再一抬头，黑甲战将已经悄然消失。
“Okay.” Jiang Han didn’t ask much~IndoMTL.com~ took it, and when he looked up again, the black-armored warrior had quietly disappeared.
江寒微微扫视，直接走进了鬼魂队伍中，而那些守卫的血甲士卒，也并未阻拦。
Jiang Han glanced slightly, and walked directly into the ghost team, and the blood armor guards did not stop him.
这些鬼兵看见了那黑甲战将，自然知道这个白衣青年身份不一般，也不愿招惹，反正出了事他们也管不了。
When these ghost soldiers saw the black-armored general, they naturally knew that this white-clothed young man had an unusual status, and they didn’t want to provoke him.
一步步，跟着前面的鬼魂，江寒来到了桥边，突然感觉时空变幻，旁边行走的鬼魂、守卫的士兵都仿佛化为不同时空中的生灵。
Step by step, following the ghosts in front, Jiang Han came to the bridge, and suddenly felt that time and space changed. The ghosts walking beside him and the guarding soldiers seemed to be creatures in different time and space.
这天，这地，他的眼前，唯有自身，还有那块奇异的石头。
On this day, this place, in front of his eyes, there is only himself and that strange stone.
那石头，仿佛有着一种魔力在吸引他不由自主望了过去，随即一幕幕画面从石头上现出，有山，有花，有人…
The stone seemed to have a magical power that attracted him to look over it involuntarily, and then scenes appeared from the stone, with mountains, flowers, and people…
一个孩童蹒跚走着，前面是一对笑容满面的夫妇…
A child is toddling, in front of a smiling couple…
一个少年，和一群伙伴躺在草丛观星空，肆意聊着未来…
A teenager, lying in the grass with a group of friends, watching the stars, chatting wantonly about the future…
一个帅气的青年，在山林间行走，牵着一个宛若精灵般的女子…
A handsome young man is walking in the mountains and forests, leading a woman who looks like an elf…
看着看着，往日随风如烟过，唯有三生石前观前生，江寒突然感觉眼前隐隐有着泪花….
Looking at it, the past passed like smoke with the wind, only Sansheng Shi looked at the previous life, Jiang Han suddenly felt tears in front of his eyes…
九万年的孤寂，他以为自己不会再流泪；十八层地狱的折磨，他以为自己的心中只剩下了仇恨。
During the 90,000 years of loneliness, he thought he would no longer shed tears; during the torment of the 18th floor of hell, he thought that only hatred was left in his heart.
现在，他才知道，自己的心中依旧独属于自己的柔软与坚持，还有那份未曾染变的承诺。
Only now did he know that in his heart he still had the softness and persistence that belonged exclusively to him, as well as that untainted promise.
“坐观三生石，了却前尘，忘却今生？”江寒喃喃自语，眼眸恢复了冰寒，轻轻踏出：“可惜，这前尘、今生、来世，我都不会忘，我怎么能忘，我怎么敢忘！”
“Sitting on the Sansheng Stone, forget the past and forget the present life?” Jiang Han muttered to himself, his eyes returned to the coldness, and stepped out gently: “Unfortunately, I will never forget the past, present life and future life.” , How could I forget, how dare I forget!”
涟漪一动，已出三生石的范围，踏上了奈何桥。
With a movement of the ripples, it has gone out of the range of the Sansheng Stone and stepped onto the Naihe Bridge.