Chapter 66: The new Wuchang in Huangquan Road is a coward...

Chang Xile went to the hospital again, but not to see a doctor or visit a patient. She found a flat, empty space near the hospital, took a metal basin and a lighter she had just bought, and lit paper money in the basin. She didn't know Xiao Xie's name, and wondered if calling him "Xiao Xie" in her mind would be of any use.

A gust of wind blew by, carrying sparks and paper ashes with it, swirling upwards along the current. Suddenly, a laugh echoed from behind Chang Xile: "You're so brave! Do you have any idea what might happen if you burn paper money in such a gloomy place?"

Chang Xile turned around, smiled with her eyes curved, and said, "Someone said my luck would be very good recently, so I came here to try my luck."

Xiao Xie's face was still as pale as ever, but he liked to wear all black, which made him look even more like a dead man - although he was already dead.

He asked, "So, is meeting me considered good luck or bad luck?"

"Of course it's good luck." Chang Xile said as a matter of course.

"What do you want from me?" Xiao Xie asked.

"Yang Shu has been feeling very tired lately, and the last time I saw her, her body had become somewhat transparent," Chang Xile said. "I promised to ask an experienced ghost for her."

Xiao Xie glanced at her sideways, without saying anything for a moment, but took a deep breath. The scent of the paper money and incense that Chang Xile burned for him was carried into his nostrils by the wind.

Ten seconds later, Chang Xile was surprised to find that Xiao Xie's face seemed less pale - probably from a painted white wall to the color of mutton-fat jade.

"After all, we've been together for a while, don't you notice that I'm weak too?" Xiao Xie snorted coldly.

Chang Xile shook his head: "Not at all."

After all, the person on the other side was a tough underworld ox who had caught Chang Xile time and again and forced her to be his colleague. He had fought Anping on equal terms a few days ago.

"Ghosts wander the world, needing nothing to sleep or eat. But if no one pays homage to them for a long time, they'll become weak. That's quite normal." Xiao Xie wiped his mouth, still a little unsatisfied. "Her family didn't offer her any sacrifices. If you want to help her, you can do so yourself, just like we did today."

Chang Xile nodded in sudden realization. She then asked, "When I fulfill Yang Shu's wish, where should I send her?"

"The underworld." Xiao Xie looked at her, his eyes filled with a hint of death, as if to say, "Why are you asking this?"

"I know that." Chang Xile waved her hand. "I want to ask, how do I get to the underworld?" She didn't know the way!

"You'll know when the time comes." Xiao Xie tapped his head with his index finger, "Think about it yourself."

Was he calling her stupid? Some things seemed common sense to Wu Chang, but Chang Xile had never seen them before. She didn't consider herself ignorant, so she asked with some dissatisfaction, "Do you all adhere to the principle of 'the master leads the way, but the practice is up to you' when carrying out your work in the underworld?"

Xiao Xie sensed the hidden meaning in her words and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You know, I've just started my job and I don't understand many things. Not every ghost will be as gentle as Yang Shu in the future. How can I not teach me something? You don't want to meet me one day and come to take my soul away, right?" Chang Xile coaxed.

Xiao Xie smiled and said, "That's not a bad idea."

It's really a cruel and impermanent thing!

Chang Xile put his hands behind his back and directly asked him: "What I just handed over can barely be considered as a gift of tuition, right? Can you also teach me some self-defense skills?"

"Then you really are a very careless apprentice." Xiao Xie raised an eyebrow and said to her, "Didn't you notice anything wrong with your wrist these past few days?"

Chang Xile glanced at her wrists in confusion, finally remembering the red circle that had appeared on her right hand last night. This red circle was usually hidden in her sleeves, invisible to the touch, and had a very low sense of presence. Chang Xile didn't care about it anymore after she realized she couldn't pull it off.

"What is this?" she asked.

"It's the Soul-Catching Rope," Xiao Xie said, "Isn't your knowledge of Wuchang too limited?"

"Huh? I thought a soul-grabbing rope was a heavy, cold, black iron chain wrapped around your wrist." Chang Xile stroked his chin, looking at the soul-grabbing rope on his wrist with curiosity, and asked, "How do you use it?"

As Xiao Xie raised his hand, Chang Xile felt her head lighten. She swayed and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

The next second, she saw her body leaning backwards, and Xiao Xie lifted her up from the air and she lay quietly on the ground.

"Hey?! How did you get my soul out? Is this even right?" Chang Xile didn't know whether to be shocked or angry first. She tried to touch her body, but her fingers passed through easily. She had no physical body at all, only a soul.

"Don't you want me to demonstrate?" Xiao Xie smiled and hooked his hand again, and Chang Xile's left wrist was tied with a red string. Xiao Xie took a step back, and she had to be pulled forward.

"Did you see my demonstration?" His expression turned serious again, and he told her, "If a living person is against you, you can draw out his soul. If a ghost is against you, tie him up with a soul-drawing rope."

Chang Xile looked at the soul-catching rope on her wrist and realized how powerful a magic weapon she had in her hands. She nodded vigorously.

"You should understand without me saying anything. Losing even one of the three souls and seven spirits can lead to dementia or serious illness. If the entire soul is out of the shell for too long, it can be even more life-threatening." Xiao Xie said coldly, "Don't abuse the soul-harvesting rope and harm others."

Chang Xile didn't immediately say "yes," but instead asked thoughtfully, "What if he's a heinous criminal who deserves to die?"

"Every living thing in this world has a lifespan. It's not up to you to decide who should die and when." Xiao Xie stepped forward and slapped a book of life and death into her hand. "If you abuse lynching, the world will become a purgatory."

Chang Xile's pupils shrank slightly. She had just misjudged someone. Everyone had different standards of judgment. If someone felt someone deserved death, they could judge them privately. Then Chen Moxin could also brazenly claim that all the cats and people he had hurt deserved death.

"I understand," Chang Xile answered cautiously, but she still had a doubt. "But if a ghost abuses the Soul-Catching Rope, who will restrain it? By the time they discover it, won't it be too late?"

"The Soul-Catching Rope has many uses, and you'll have to explore them yourself." Xiao Xie was unconcerned. He said, "It's both a weapon and a restraint. In short, those who violate the rules will be discovered and punished."

"What punishment?" Chang Xile asked curiously.

"Ah, you don't want to know." Xiao Xie glanced at her and added, "You probably don't want to experience it either."

Xiao Xie glanced at Chang Xile's body lying quietly on the ground and said, "I'm very busy. I'm leaving now."

Chang Xile called him again, "What should I do if I want to find you again in the future? Can't you remember your name?"

Xiao Xie turned around and asked her, "What do you want me to do? I've already taught you everything I need to teach you."

"You must know that the master can only lead you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself." He remembered something and repeated this sentence again, obviously to challenge Chang Xile.

"Pay tuition!" Chang Xile didn't care. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and smiled. "Didn't you say that the people who offered sacrifices to you are gone? Then I'll burn paper money for you!"

The man stared at her for a long time, then finally sighed imperceptibly and told her, "I really don't remember your name. But I have a nickname."

"Just call me Xie Wuya." He looked at Chang Xile from a distance and made a gesture of pushing forward with his palm. Chang Xile felt her body lighten again and fell to the ground. She was distracted and missed Xie Wuya's fleeting smile.

"Can you be a little polite?" Chang Xile opened her eyes in irritation and found herself kneeling on the ground with her hands on the ground. Only then did she realize that she had just come back to life. When she looked up again, Xie Wuya had already disappeared.

Chang Xile sighed, stood up, and dusted herself off. Since this place wasn't far from the Shancheng University district, she simply burned some more paper money on the spot, silently chanting Yang Shu's name in her heart.

This time, the ashes of the paper money flew horizontally along the wind for a while. Chang Xile blinked, turned around on the spot, and saw a little girl squatting on the roadside in the southwest direction.

She walked over with some confusion and asked, "Sister, why are you alone so late? Where are your family members?"

"It's all dead." The little girl slowly raised her head, revealing an innocent smile, still chewing something in her mouth, and said, "It's delicious."

Chang Xile took a step back in fear, not realizing how important courage was at such a moment. Seeing Chang Xile's fear, the female ghost became even more arrogant, reaching out her hand and walking towards her: "Big sister, will you stay with me? Become one of my family, hahahahaha..."

This scene was scarier than any ghost movie or 3D horror VR experience Sheung Hei-le had ever had. The key was that her legs went weak, and she couldn't run away. After a while, Sheung Hei-le suddenly remembered: I'm not the Living Impermanence. It should be the ghosts who are afraid of me. How could I be afraid of ghosts!

After all, Chang Xile had just received some instruction from Xie Wuya, so she was quick-eyed and quick-handed. She waved her hand almost subconsciously, and the red rope on her wrist flew out in a straight line, tying up the female ghost.

The female ghost stared blankly at her arms, which she had stretched out frighteningly, being tied up. She had been wandering in this area for some time, and of course she knew that there would be ghosts coming to collect her soul.

But this girl was frightened so badly by her just now. How could a coward be accepted as a ghost messenger these days? Although the female ghost complained in her heart, she knew the situation and was a hero. She kowtowed and begged for mercy: "I was blind and didn't know you were a ghost messenger. Can you please forgive me for once because I have never hurt anyone?"

Chang Xile watched her getting closer and closer, almost touching him. He took another step back in fear and said with disgust, "Don't come near me!"

Female ghost: ...

Let me ask again, how come cowards can become ghost messengers these days?

But the soul-binding rope on her body tightened as Chang Xile became nervous, so the female ghost had no choice but to beg for mercy, "Okay, okay, I won't come near you." She was already in tears, wondering why she had to be so greedy to steal this mouthful of government food tonight.

After a long while, Chang Xile finally recovered. She glanced at the soul-catching rope in her hand, and finally felt that it was a part of her body. But the question of how to deal with this female ghost gave her a headache for a while.

She thought for a while about "how to get to the underworld" and then she felt a dim light shining from behind her.

Chang Xile turned around and saw a big door open not far away, from which bursts of inexplicable cold air wafted out.

She inexplicably had a strange premonition - could this be the road to the underworld?

What Xie Wuya meant by "relying on one's own thinking" turned out to be this "thinking"!