The basement was dark, with only the light from Bai Ningning's hand.

The surrounding area is filled with burnt-out ruins, dark and dilapidated, looking as if they will collapse at any moment.

Just like their relationship at the moment, it is shaky.

Another half step forward would mean eternal damnation.

The black fog quietly covered the light source, returning the basement to an ambiguous gloom.

Qing Huai hid in the shadows. Bai Ningning heard him chuckle softly, the sound seeming to come from all directions: "He can't speak anymore."

Bai Ningning glanced at the obscured light source and said casually, "It doesn't matter. As long as I can blink, that's all."

Without the light source, she could only see dim shadows, but she couldn't tell whether they were furniture blocking the way, Qinghuai's ghostly aura, or the pitch-black walls.

But she was not panicked at all. On the contrary, she was quite calm.

She was certain that nothing here could hurt her.

Bai Ningning walked forward slowly.

When most people lose their vision, they will unconsciously reduce the distance they step and lower their center of gravity to maintain stability; but Bai Ningning is not affected at all.

She seemed to be able to see.

When vision is lost, a person's other senses become acute.

The dark room was dark and damp, with a faint smell of mold mixed with the smell of fresh blood, and she even smelled a slight smell of earth.

The exposed skin on the back of my hands and neck could occasionally feel a eerie, creepy breeze, but I couldn't hear the rustling of my sleeves, and for a moment I couldn't tell whether there was any wind or not.

Bai Ningning stopped precisely in front of Yun Youshun, raised her hand to brush away the dark shadow on the light source, and shone the flashlight precisely on Yun Youshun's face.

The cold touch disappeared the moment the light came on, and her heart sank.

The other person was already dying, his eyes were dull, and he didn't even have the ability to react to basic behaviors.

His eyes were dull and he was unresponsive to light. Even if he was still breathing slightly, he was already beyond help.

Even gods cannot save us.

Bai Ningning asked: "Where is his soul?"

No one answered.

The room was silent.

Bai Ningning turned off the flashlight and closed her eyes——

Perhaps it was because he was too close to Yun Youshun, the smell of blood overwhelmed all other smells.

There is no special feeling, no difference from before losing my vision.

This is not right.

Bai Ningning turned around suddenly and ran towards the exit.

When she moved, she didn't even feel the resistance of the wind. Her heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and an extremely strong ominous premonition instantly surged into her mind.

If I can't get out, I may never see Qinghuai again, and I will never know the truth of the past and the present.

Bai Ningning frowned slightly. The more anxious she was, the calmer she had to be.

Soon, she realized that she was trapped in this basement.

The exit seems to be within reach, but it is just out of reach, just like walking backwards on a high-speed escalator.

She looked back at the distance between herself and the ground and thought that this might not be an escalator, but a ghost wall.

She was like a hamster that had fallen into a running wheel, running for a long time but still going in circles.

She was in trouble, but the barrage remained silent, which was wrong.

Unless this predicament is protecting her and will not have any impact on the future situation.

Bai Ningning stopped where she was. After a few deep breaths, she quickly calmed down. Her brain was working rapidly, searching for details that she had previously overlooked in her memories, and looking for a feasible way out in her wild imagination.

There is no signal on the mobile phone and I cannot contact the outside world.

The bell in the palm of his left hand seemed to be sealed, and he could not contact Geng Yiyi.

Opening a domain in the human world? What if the scope is not controlled properly and innocent passers-by are injured?

Breaking down the wall with force? If you can't find the correct exit, you might even bury yourself.

Force open the door to the underworld and come back?

…

In a moment as short as a bubble bursting, Bai Ningning thought of many feasible or unfeasible solutions to the problem, but none of them could completely satisfy her.

Bai Ningning took a deep breath and was about to risk it all and break the deadlock by forcibly demolishing the wall, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of almost imperceptible translucent white mist-like unknown glimmer in front of her right, and could vaguely sense a bit of spiritual energy from it.

This is a trace of spiritual power.

The Yama Realm Four Seasons Chart in his pocket also responded, and was surrounded by the same white misty glow, which was more conspicuous than the one floating in the air.

She suddenly made up her mind, closed her eyes, and with the help and guidance of the Chronicle of Four Seasons, sensed the direction of the faint spiritual light.

What you perceive when you close your eyes is a completely new vision, like the universe, with black as the background color, and the spiritual energy you perceive is like white stars lighting up.

She seemed to be in an invisible giant bubble. The spiritual light outside the bubble was very distant and blurry, and the stars formed a galaxy that only she could see.

These are all workers in the underworld.

Inside the bubble, there was only herself, the Four Seasons Chart of the Hell Realm, and traces of spiritual power that were so faint that they were almost invisible.

These were not what she was looking for. She carefully searched every inch of the bubble from the inside out. No matter whether it was spiritual power or ghost energy, as long as it was used, it would definitely leave traces.

Soon, in the darkness at the border, a wisp of different black mist was discovered, which was most likely the trace left by ghost energy.

There was only a faint wisp of light floating in the air, not pointing to any direction.

There was no third person in the basement. Even if the faint light of spiritual power was not from Yun Youshun, it was at least the trace left by Yun Xian, and the black color was Qinghuai's ghostly aura.

She stared at the Four Seasons Chronicle of the Hell Realm in thought for two seconds, then quickly turned to the back page and tore off a page.

The Chronicle of Four Seasons was caught off guard when another page was torn off. It was too late to escape when he wanted to. He could only return to Bai Ningning's pocket with grievance, silently accusing her of tearing the page - and this page of paper was different from the previous ones, so it was probably impossible to get it back.

Not long after Siji Pu took office, he began to worry about his baldness crisis.

Bai Ningning grabbed the glimmer of spiritual power and traces of ghostly energy in the air, forced them into the page torn from the Chronicle of Four Seasons, silently chanted a spell in her heart, and ignited it with her spiritual power.

The non-scorching flames spread along the pages of paper, and the spiritual fire grew bigger and bigger, enveloping Bai Ningning completely.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a different place. I didn't know where the Four Seasons Chronicle of the Hell Realm had gone. There was no fire around, and it was no longer a dark and dilapidated basement.

She was still on the mountain. The soil under her feet was soft and moist, with a sour smell from the decaying dead branches and leaves. This was the kind of soil that only appeared after years of not seeing the sun.

There is an open space around it and a pile of freshly cut wood. Not far away is a lush green area of ​​towering ancient trees.

Looking up, the sky was a turbid and enchanting dark yellow, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night.

Still in the giant "bubble" just now?

No, the spiritual magnetic field is already different.

But this is definitely not the real world. She can sense the boundaries of the spiritual magnetic field of this world.

She could sense Qinghuai's presence, but was not sure which direction he was in.

Before she had time to think about it, someone passed by her side. The other person was breathing unevenly, his left foot was a little limp, and he covered his chest with one hand and staggered forward.

The man was wearing a plain blue robe. When he flashed past her, Bai Ningning vaguely saw a pair of round-framed glasses on his face.

The way he is dressed, he looks not only like a scholar on the road but also a fortune teller who is swindling people.

After finally finding a living person, Bai Ningning ran after him while calling out, "Hello! Where is this place?"

The other person glanced back with a look of horror, but did not answer her.

"Don't run, I don't mean any harm, I just want to ask for directions--" Bai Ningning trotted after him and was about to ask what was going on when he was overtaken one after another by the pursuers behind.

She was stunned and stopped to watch these people passing by her or beside her. Only then did she realize that these people could not see her or hear her.

These people were all dressed in the same uniform, light green short-sleeved shirts with black sweatpants. They were of similar body shape, mostly young and middle-aged men around 1.8 meters tall, and all had the same shaved head.

She remained silent, had a guess in her mind, and slowly walked forward to find out what was going on.

A group of young, strong and well-prepared men quickly caught up with the lame man and pinned him to the ground.

Only then did Bai Ningning see his face clearly. He had a fair complexion, but he seemed to have deliberately put on old-age makeup. His fake beard had fallen off at some point and was stuck to his collar, looking a little funny.

——Before, he probably pretended to be a demigod and told people’s fortunes.

After running and sweating for a while, his old-age makeup was terribly ruined, with black and white stripes on his face. He looked dirty and disheveled.

If you don’t know, you might think you fell down the mountain.

On the mountain?

Where does such a smooth concrete floor come from on the mountain?

Bai Ningning suddenly looked up and looked around, and found that the scene had changed at some point.

She was now in a very old-fashioned grocery store. There was a landline phone on the table for customers to make calls. The old wooden shelves were knocked over and the goods were scattered all over the floor.

The fake half-immortal was pinned to the ground and couldn't move.

The grocery store owner was so frightened that he stood there not daring to move.

There were a lot of people gathered at the door of the grocery store, watching the fun. They were curious but too scared to get close.

Looking through the crowd, you can see the signs across the street. They are all covered in dust and look old. There are bicycle shops, hardware shops, and tailor shops. It is an old street with a very old feel.

"for you."

Bai Ningning's attention was drawn back to the store.

The leader of the green team handed the boss a wad of money with a stern face and asked in a stiff tone, "Is this enough to compensate for your losses?"

Bai Ningning leaned over, looked at the money, and then looked at the account book on the boss's desk. The date was March 15, 2003.

The boss was so frightened that he couldn't speak. He trembled and wanted to say something but stopped himself. He nodded heavily under the other party's fierce gaze.

The green-clad captain nodded, waved his hand, and walked out with the fake half-immortal.

The crowd at the door consciously made way for them.

The green team had a strong aura. Only after they were completely out did the boss breathe a sigh of relief, muttering to himself, "Too much... too much..."

Bai Ningning couldn't help but chuckle, waved goodbye to her boss who couldn't see her, and then chased after him.

Outside the door was an uneven bluestone road with an old surface. As she expected, it was an old street market.

She hadn't taken two steps when the scene changed again, transforming into a dim underground cell.

At this time, the fake half-immortal had his makeup removed, but his beard was still stuck to his collar. He seemed to have no time to care about it. He lowered his head and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The more Bai Ningning looked at him, the more familiar he seemed to her. She stared at him for a while before she recognized him. Isn't this the younger version of Yun Youshun?

A serious and deep voice suddenly came from behind her, asking, "Why are you spreading rumors that the underworld is about to collapse?"

Bai Ningning looked back and saw, wow, what a coincidence.

Seeing old friends again.

Mr. Jun, long time no see.

She greeted him silently in her heart and moved aside with a smile.

Mr. Jun has a dignified expression, is in high spirits, and has the demeanor of a leader.

Yun Youshun lowered his head and remained silent, as if he didn't hear the other party's question.

The two people were in a silent confrontation. Bai Ningning looked around and observed the environment.

This was a place she had never seen before, but judging by the attire of the guards, it was most likely the basement of one of the Jun family's mansions.

There are two dim yellow wall lamps hanging on the wall, providing some light.

The basement was simply furnished, with no place to hide anything, no cameras around, and no electronic equipment.

In the light, she could see the stairs leading to the exit, but the "door" above was tightly closed, and she couldn't tell where it opened.

Just as Bai Ningning was about to move closer to observe, she heard Old Master Jun speak again: "No matter what you are planning, I will not allow anyone to threaten the balance and peace between the human world and the underworld, either now or in the future."

His voice was not loud, but Bai Ningning could hear the resounding determination in it.

Bai Ningning couldn't help but stop, attracted by Mr. Jun's solemn and dignified demeanor.

There was no camera, and Yun Youshun, the only person facing him, didn't even look up.

If he really couldn't see or sense his own existence, and wasn't deliberately putting on an act for anyone, the look in his eyes could be described as overly resolute—revealing his readiness to die at any moment.

Bai Ningning was touched, but she didn't like this determination.

This means that the situation in the underworld is no longer optimistic.

Where's her mother? She should still be alive at this time, right? Where is she now?

Yun Youshun still had his head down, but his shoulders twitched and he sneered disdainfully.

Bai Ningning knew that he couldn't see, but she still stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes. Unexpectedly, it was as if she accidentally touched a switch, and Yun Youshun suddenly laughed crazily like a madman.

Bai Ningning subconsciously looked at Mr. Jun. He was frowning, with his hands behind his back and his body straight.

Yun Youshun laughed endlessly, and Mr. Jun had no intention of interrupting him. He just looked at him and laughed indifferently.

Until Yun Youshun felt out of breath and choked, and he stopped laughing and started coughing non-stop.

He coughed up some blood foam that sprayed onto his sleeves and a little bit onto the back of his hand. He rubbed it on the hem of his clothes and then raised his head to look at Mr. Jun.

Old Master Jun gestured to someone to pass him a piece of paper, but Yun Youshun ignored it. He stared at Old Master Jun and grinned, with blood between his lips and teeth, which was quite creepy.

Yun Youshun's voice was hoarse as he slowly stated, "The underworld is hopeless. The King of Hell is in poor health and won't live for many days. He hasn't found a successor yet. Her sons are useless and can't be helped."

Mr. Jun frowned, neither refutating nor agreeing, and simply said, "We have our own response plan, and we won't tolerate you sabotaging it."

"Making trouble?" Yun Youshun seemed to have heard a huge joke, and laughed again with his head tilted back, but he started coughing after only three seconds. His eyes were dim, and he covered his lungs and stared at the old man.

Yun Youshun suddenly raised his voice, roaring hysterically, "What qualifications do you have to accuse me of sabotage? Have you cleaned up the rat shit inside?! Do you dare to say that the King of Hell's current plight has nothing to do with you? I'm going to take a group of people to the underworld to fill the vacancy next. Which innocent people are you going to sacrifice?!"

What he said was something Bai Ningning had never heard of before. Although no one could see her, she still maintained her composure and turned to observe Mr. Jun's expression to confirm the authenticity of the news.

Mr. Jun's eyes suddenly turned disappointed. He shook his head, sighed slightly, and said, "You are only half-baked. Don't count your fate. You are blinded by a single leaf and fail to see the overall situation. It is a big taboo to interfere with cause and effect so easily."

After he finished speaking, he left a sentence "Think about it carefully", then turned and left with his hands behind his back, walking slowly and heavily.

Bai Ningning followed and took two steps, but found that she couldn't get out, so she could only come back and stare at Yun Youshun without blinking.

Generally, when watching TV dramas, if a character has an epiphany, there will be a close-up of regret and annoyance; if it is a villain who has just been acting, then he will smile with a crooked mouth.

Unfortunately, this is not a TV series. Yun Youshun did not react at all. He leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Usually, there would be a moment of light when the door of the basement was opened, but Bai Ningning didn't see it, so she didn't know how Mr. Jun got out.

Boring.

Boring.

Bai Ningning was feeling uneasy and everything she saw made her unhappy.

She misses her mother.

After an unknown amount of time, a young man from the Jun family arrived and stood before Yun Youshun. He said, "You're wrong. The Jun family has already been making preparations."

Yun Youshun was too lazy to pay attention to him. Seeing the other party staring at him with burning eyes, he sneered in response.

Perhaps feeling unsatisfied, Yun Youshun whispered sarcastically, "You, the Jun family, have captured someone. Whatever you say is yours. I'm just your prisoner."

The young man was obviously inexperienced and all his emotions were written on his face.

No matter how young she is, she is still a member of the Jun family. Although she was unhappy with Yun Youshun's sarcastic attitude, she still suppressed her emotions with a cold face.

After calming down, he spoke more quickly to explain his purpose. "I asked the old man why he didn't explain it to you clearly, and he said, 'The laws of nature are clear, cause and effect are cyclical, and everything has its own destiny.' He also said that if the water is too clear, there will be no fish. We know there are pests, but we are facing external threats. Let's work together to resolve this crisis first. As for the debt they owe, they will naturally repay it when the time comes."

Although the topic they were discussing was very serious and the young man spoke in a very serious manner, Bai Ningning couldn't help laughing when she heard the word "repay the debt".

Who would have thought that twenty years later, the underworld would actually come to "collect debts"?

The young man from the Jun family couldn't see her, and his quick conversation wouldn't be interrupted by her laughter. However, he spoke to Yun Youshun with a subtle warning: "This is a critical period, and information is mixed. I don't care what you think, we have blocked the news, and we won't let anyone or anything shake the morale of the army."

He left as soon as he finished speaking, as if staying even a second longer would be bad luck.

Bai Ningning asked him: "What's going on in the underworld?"

Coincidentally, Yun Youshun laughed self-deprecatingly, as if answering a question, or perhaps even muttering to himself: "Do you think I didn't ask? That old man only knows three words."

He imitated Master Jun's tone and shook his head slowly: "It cannot be said, it cannot be said."

Yun Youshun sighed deeply and said, "They say you can't predict fate, but once you've truly seen it, who can ignore it?"

Bai Ningning didn't respond and said firmly, "You can see me."

Yun Youshun was staring at something in a daze, his eyes were dull, as if he was lost in thought.

His movements were quite smooth, as if he didn't hear what Bai Ningning said. The "conversation" just now was just a coincidence, or someone's illusion.

The next second, the scene Bai Ningning saw changed to the Palace of Hell.