There is a skill, officially named Soul Picking, colloquially known as Corpse Touching. When ghostly energy revives, one can even touch ghosts.
"Ding dang, your cheat system is online!...
Wang Xin suddenly gave a bitter smile.
Because he didn't have much time left, the first question was no longer important; the second question, however, made him think of Yuan Yuan.
“She must be a monster, right?” Wang Xin forced a smile and tried to get up. “Although she is a monster with great power, she is too stupid, too genuine, and too naive. I can’t die now. At least I need to tell her that there are many people in this world who are not as real as she sees them.”
"Oh? Who's not being truthful?" someone suddenly spoke up.
Wang Xin was surprised because the voice was familiar; it belonged to the person who had just entered the clinic wanting to castrate the cat.
So, he didn't die?
Or perhaps that man is dead too?
Wang Xin remembered the first question again and tried to climb up again, but his hands and feet wouldn't obey him and just twitched slightly.
Raindrops hit his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to close them. He couldn't see anything; it was pitch black. He wanted to shout, but felt that groaning was more appropriate.
Am I going to die?
Yes, that's the feeling, it really feels like dying, I have no body temperature.
Heavens above! I beg you! For my sake, I have mercy on all living beings, and let me see Yuan Yuan again...
My thoughts suddenly stalled.
Wang Xin found himself having a feeling that Heaven should not have let him down. He had done a great service to the world, but in his twenty-three years of life, apart from taking care of some small animals, he had mostly been cared for by people from the orphanage.
He has done a great service to the world.
joke!
Wang Xin fell silent for a moment, then murmured, "Yuanyuan, I'm sorry."
"Yuanyuan, you don't need to take care of the other animals anymore. Take good care of yourself!"
Finally, Wang Xin completely fell into darkness, without sound, without his five senses, and he could not feel the cold.
But it sounds like someone is laughing.
It really was the person who wanted to castrate the cat...
"Wang Xin!"
With a loud shout, Wang Xin snapped out of his daze and instinctively took a step forward.
He opened his eyes and was immediately met with a dim view, his surroundings as if the sun were setting and the sky was blood red.
Before him stood a black, simple stone bridge, beneath which flowed a river that shimmered like mercury. He felt that if he fell in, he would surely be reduced to ashes and never be reincarnated!
"Is there a road to the underworld on the Bridge of Helplessness?"
Wang Xin murmured in surprise, his anger erupting within him.
Why? This shouldn't be happening!
Even if he were to die, Heaven would not let him die with any regrets, for he had done a favor for… “Wait, what am I thinking about again?” Wang Xin fell silent once more.
"So many people died today." At that moment, someone spoke, and a ghost dressed in black official robes appeared.
Wang Xin thought it was Black Impermanence, but for some reason, he remembered the group invitations he had received several times and couldn't help but start to doubt—was the so-called Six Paths of Reincarnation really the legendary Six Paths of Reincarnation?
Or is it really a scam, as the 'group invitation' claims? Are they just food?
However, looking at the densely packed ghosts around him, he remained silent.
With such a powerful cycle of reincarnation, there's no need to deceive them, right?
If you really want to eat it, just eat it directly.
Wang Xin followed countless ghosts, stepped onto the Bridge of Helplessness, and walked along the Road to the Underworld. The sights along the way were eye-opening for him, far exceeding the limits of the underworld that ordinary people could imagine.
Countless ghosts, dense dark clouds, fiery red datura flowers, and the flowing waters of the underworld that bury countless corpses.
Wang Xin watched all this and felt that it would take seven or eight days. Then Meng Po appeared, but there was no Meng Po soup. Instead, under Meng Po's guidance, they chanted Buddhist scriptures together to prepare for the next life.
The scene was spectacular, and Wang Xin felt as if he had been chanting along for several days and nights.
Strangely, he was reciting Buddhist scriptures, but it felt very low-class and completely out of place with him.
"Hey, stop spacing out." Someone squatted down next to Wang Xin.
Wang Xin turned his head and was startled: "Huh? It's you! You died too?" He couldn't help but laugh after saying that, realizing that he had asked a pointless question.
Fang Zong didn't answer, but just smiled, yawned, and sat down on the ground.
Wang Xin saw that Fang Zong was completely intact, unlike other dead ghosts, such as those with severed heads, protruding intestines, or those who had clearly died from serious illness and were mentally exhausted.
Fang Zong's face was glowing red, which was strange to people, no, to ghosts.
Fang Zongxiao asked, "What are you daydreaming about?"
"Oh? We're reciting Buddhist scriptures, aren't you reciting any?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Zong blinked, rubbed his stomach, and burst into laughter: "And then?"
"Then it's time to go. Ahead, isn't it just reincarnation?"
Fang Zong turned his head and found that a huge vortex had suddenly appeared on the originally flat ground in front of him.
The vortex swallowed the ground, turning at least several hundred meters into an abyss. Looking down, the abyss grew narrower and narrower until it was just a black opening about half a person's height, giving him a feeling of 'homecoming'.
“It’s my turn.” Wang Xin suddenly stepped forward.
He stood on the edge of the abyss, then suddenly turned around. "Don't you feel like something's not right?"
Fang Zong shrugged and stared at Wang Xin thoughtfully.
Wang Xin shook his head: "Okay, it seems I was overthinking it."
Wang Xin was still thinking about the 'group invitation', but after so many days, there were so many things that should exist in the underworld, such a grand scene.
Based on everything I've seen, what's said in the 'group invitation' is probably just human imagination, and a very small guess.
He jumped down and quickly slid into the 'Six Paths of Reincarnation'.
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