My name is Chen Xi. For several consecutive days, I dreamed of my parents jumping to their deaths. Their hollow eyes nearly drove me to collapse! After meeting my master, I learned that I had been ...
Seeing that my master was somewhat moved, I quickly added:
"Besides, Master, isn't our choice of this path different from that of ordinary people?"
"It's clearly a dangerous thing, but we have no choice but to do it."
Even if I fail, at least I won't regret it, because I tried my best.
"Master, please let me be willful just this once and help me with the journey to the underworld!"
I carefully observed my master's changing expression and tried to persuade him, because if my master didn't help me, no one else would either.
The master fell silent for a long time, but finally conceded: "I can go to the underworld, but I want to go with you."
“You’re right. Maybe I’m getting old. When I see young people like you, I don’t want to see you in danger. But I’ve almost forgotten that we went through the same thing.”
Seeing that my master had given in, I quickly showered him with compliments: "Master, you're the best!"
"When do we set off?"
My master looked at me with a helpless expression, but I could still see the doting look on his face:
"Don't rush. Let me call your master's wife and the others back. You need to be careful when performing rituals for the dead. It can be very dangerous if no one is around."
In the evening, Master's wife returned with Senior Jiang.
My uncle didn't come back with us because he had to take care of Wu Shi.
When Master's wife heard that there was a way to revive Wu Shi, she rushed back, but she didn't expect that Senior Jiang would also come along.
With Senior Jiang's help, the Yin-Yang formation was quickly set up. Although it was called a formation, it was actually just a few oil lamps with some talismans pressed under them, along with things like rooster blood.
When we were going through the underworld, we needed to be in a closed room to prevent the oil lamps from being blown out by the wind. My master and I lay flat between several oil lamps, relaxed our bodies, just like when we were sleeping.
Soon, my consciousness began to fade.
Slowly, a chill came over me, and I got a lot of goosebumps.
After a while, I felt my body become very light, as if I were floating.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw a completely different scene.
My body floated in mid-air, completely free from the constraints of gravity, and moved with my will.
My master was right next to me, while also taking in the surroundings.
This is a world completely different from the mortal realm.
The air was thick with a gloomy atmosphere, giving me a feeling of oppression and gloom.
Looking up, all I could see was a pitch-black sky, without a single star or moon; this was probably what they called chaos.
This place is huge. I got lost as soon as I entered and had no idea where to go.
Looking down, there was a dark path, flanked by towering black peaks that seemed to be about to collapse at any moment.
The trees on both sides of the road were withered and lifeless.
I looked around and said, "Master, so this is the underworld. It looks so strange."
"Yes, that's to be expected, after all, it's the dwelling place of ghosts." The master nodded in response.
Suddenly a low groan came from beside me. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of ghosts wandering in the distance.
Their faces were pale, their eyes were vacant, and they reeked of an indescribable stench.
Their movements were stiff, like puppets on strings, and they seemed to lack any intelligence.
My master and I swiftly crossed a barren grassland, and a wide river came into view.
The river was as black as ink, with rotting corpses and severed limbs floating on its surface.
At the same time, you can see some ghosts trying to cross the river, but they are all swept back by the river, or they are dragged to the bottom of the river by evil spirits.
A wave of intense nausea washed over me, but I quickly got used to it. I was here for important business, and I didn't have the energy to focus on other things.
However, the ghosts around them were like walking corpses, and there was no way to communicate with them.
The master activated his ghost eye and slowly focused on one spot, not knowing which direction it was. The moment he entered the place, he had already lost his sense of direction.
In this place, the concepts of east, west, south, and north have been lost.
My master and I followed the direction he was looking in, and soon we arrived at the foot of a city.
There were two rows of ghostly soldiers patrolling at the city gate, and two more ghostly soldiers guarding the city. It seemed that one had to pass through them to enter the city.
These ghost soldiers were all very robust, it seems that wherever they went, soldiers would choose such strong ones, they were very intimidating just by looking at them.
If you found a small greyhound as thin as a stick to guard the door, I doubt anyone would be afraid of them.
But this is just right, as these ghost soldiers are obviously capable of communicating, saving us the trouble of wandering around aimlessly.
However, we were stopped as soon as we got to the bottom of the city wall.
"Wait, how did you two die?"
Hearing the ghostly soldiers guarding the city ask such a question, it must be because they have great particularities about how one dies.
I was about to speak, thinking of making a good impression on the ghost soldier so that he would let us pass smoothly.
Before I could speak, my master stopped me, then turned to the two ghostly soldiers guarding the city and said:
"I am a Taoist priest from Maoshan, my Taoist name is Hanyunzi, and this is my disciple, whose Taoist name is Xinian."
"My master and I have come to the underworld today specifically to have important matters to discuss with His Highness King Qin Guang."
"I just don't know which prince governs this city?"
After our master finished speaking, the ghost soldier looked us up and down, then curled his lip in disapproval:
"Tch, so you're just Taoist priests from Maoshan. You have some important business to discuss with Lord Qin Guang? There are plenty of people who want to see Lord Qin Guang. Who do you think you are?"
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