Chapter 60 Chapter 60 I was stabbed to death by my beloved...
Ji Chu was startled by these words, and then he realized that the last bit of light in the sky had disappeared.
The words "Wangxiang" on the city gate have been completely hidden in the darkness.
The yin energy gradually spread, and translucent human figures began to appear on the empty streets.
A cold wind blew, and the empty shells of lanterns on both sides of the road suddenly lit up. Rows of candlelight flickered, illuminating the street with a pale and eerie look.
As the lanterns lit up, the originally translucent figure gradually became solid.
The sounds of movement and conversation seemed to come from far away at first, chaotic and unclear, but as the figures gathered, they soon became clearly audible.
And the invisible barrier that separated the yin and yang worlds completely disappeared with the arrival of night.
The real city of the dead has appeared.
The hand on Ji Chu's shoulder patted twice, and an old voice came from behind her, closer than before, almost whispering into her ear:
"Girl, do you want to leave town?"
Ji Chu shuddered.
Even if she thought the ghost was too bad, the ghost behind her actually had no malicious intent...
but--
Suddenly a ghost patted my shoulder from behind and spoke sinisterly into my ear. It was really scary!
Ji Chu got goosebumps all over his body.
The ghost behind her laughed twice, then held her shoulders and walked towards her.
"Don't be afraid, girl."
As the other party turned around, Ji Chu turned his wrist and quickly put away the sound transmission jade.
Then he looked up and saw an old woman with a kind face.
The other person smiled, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes made her look very kind, completely different from the evil ghost with missing arms and legs and a hanging tongue in Ji Chu's impression.
When they spoke face to face, the eerie feeling from before suddenly disappeared, as if he was just an ordinary kind old man caring about the younger generation.
——If there wasn’t this hand pressing down on her shoulder.
Ji Chu secretly mobilized his spiritual power and found that starting from his shoulders, the meridians in his body began to malfunction, and his spiritual power became stagnant and unbearable.
It is not impossible to force your way through, but how to proceed afterwards is another problem.
So Ji Chu withdrew the idea of taking action and decided to stay put for the time being.
The old woman saw the vigilance in her eyes and said gently:
"Everyone here has some regrets. When they first arrived, they all wanted to leave."
She glanced at the direction of the city gate, then turned to Ji Chu and smiled meaningfully:
"But no matter how big the matter is, it has become a thing of the past life and there is no turning back."
Ji Chu didn't say anything.
She could confirm that the old woman standing in front of her was definitely not an ordinary kid.
If you don't handle it carefully, your identity will be exposed soon.
After all, Du Ming powder can only temporarily change the aura, and a big ghost with some Taoism skills may not be able to see the clues.
Ji Chu pondered.
Since he couldn't get out for a while, he might as well check here and find out what it was that made the atmosphere in the City of the Dead so strange and made Zhongli Bai so nervous.
So Ji Chu took a step back, trying to distance himself from the old woman, and pretended to know nothing and asked:
"Who are you? Where is this place?"
The other party smiled kindly and took a step forward with her, keeping his right hand on her shoulder.
"This is the City of the Dead. I'm an old man here. You can just call me Ghost Po."
After that, the witch asked her kindly:
"I see the girl has a rosy complexion and is in good health. She doesn't look sick. She keeps going towards the city gate. Has something happened to her?"
Ji Chu: “…”
Sure enough, he came to test her because he saw her trying to leave!
She was just acting pitiful, she had already practiced it in front of her senior brother!
So she lowered her head and said dejectedly:
"Actually, I was... stabbed to death by my sweetheart."
The witch immediately revealed an expression of heartache and understanding. She had already believed it for the most part, and the strength in her hands also relaxed a little:
"Poor child... No wonder you always want to go back. Love is such a painful thing..."
Ji Chu was secretly delighted:
I knew it! Everyone can't help but sigh when they hear about emotional entanglements and love-hate relationships!
I'm sorry, brother, lies that are half true and half false are the easiest to convince people.
She nodded decisively, and pressed on, making herself appear even more infatuated:
"I was unwilling to accept it, so I wanted to go back and ask him why!"
The witch looked even more sympathetic.
Ji Chu raised his hands to cover his face, then pretended to be "hardly hurt but still unwilling to give up" and said anxiously:
"Mother-in-law, is there any way I can see him again? I'm not greedy, just once is enough. I'll just ask for clarification and then I'll come back!"
But after hearing this, the witch narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing an expression as if she saw a child playing tricks, and said meaningfully:
"Good boy, grandma has already said that you can't go back."
A cool breeze blew by, and the lanterns on both sides of the street swayed slightly, and the candlelight cast mottled white on the ground.
The old woman in front of him still looked kind, but Ji Chu saw strange greed and calculation in her narrowed eyes.
What's going on?
Why does it feel like the way she looks at me is like a dog seeing meat? It's creepy.
She lowered her head, controlled her expression, and said in a disappointed tone:
"Well then...it seems that my life can only end in this unclear way."
"Good boy."
The witch reached out and touched her head. Her skinny hand scratched her hair like sand. Ji Chu shuddered for no reason, and then she heard the witch say:
"The past is gone, the future has not yet arrived. Those who long for home, those who cannot return, enter this place of unjust death."
"It would be best if you could figure it out."
The voice was old and hollow, as fleeting as the wind.
The entire City of the Dead is filled with a strange and cold atmosphere.
After saying this, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Ji Chu for a long time. The greed in her eyes became more obvious, and even a faint smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.
Ji Chu felt even more weird.
The next moment, the witch suddenly reached out and grabbed her forearm, digging her five fingers into her flesh, and her eyes seemed to want to devour her by tearing out her tendons and bones.
Ji Chu was startled, and then she saw the witch approach her and say:
"My mother-in-law has a connection with you, and she sympathizes with your suffering at being killed and dying unjustly. She can introduce you to the Last God."
"The Last God?"
Ji Chu swallowed the words "Didn't the Gods disappear long ago?" and tried to show a happy expression:
"In the City of the Dead, there are gods?"
"Of course."
The hag grinned, looking much more genuine than when she was pretending to be a "kind grandmother".
She dragged Ji Chu all the way, passing by countless ghosts, and led her to the temple.
Then she stopped and pointed to the closed door in front of her and said to Ji Chu:
"God—is inside!"
There was fanaticism in the witch's tone.
Ji Chu looked in the direction of her finger and saw only two tightly closed doors. Apart from that, he could see nothing else.
After saying this, the witch withdrew her hands, folded them in front of her chest, and her arms trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Then she closed her eyes and whispered a prayer:
"Pray for the Last God to descend to the world, save this turbid land, and convert the hypocritical souls."
The ghosts who were originally walking and talking around stopped, all made prayer gestures, and whispered:
"Pray for the Last God to descend to the world, save this turbid land, and convert the hypocritical souls."
Although it seemed like a pious scene, Ji Chu clearly saw that after the witch and the ghosts recited this sentence, black and red mists floated out of their seven orifices, gathered into a wisp in mid-air, and then floated towards the temple with the closed door.
The temple was wrapped in this black and red mist, and from a distance it looked like it was filled with evil spirits.
Ji Chu looked at the two blood-red doors, sensed a hint of danger, and instinctively took half a step back.
The witch who had her eyes closed seemed to be able to see, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.
Ji Chu: “!”
The hag's eyes flashed with scarlet fanaticism:
"Good boy, go in quickly, God is waiting for you."
Ji Chu: “…”
She tried to decline:
"I'm not ready yet. Look at my dirty clothes and messy hair. I haven't even prepared a gift. It's really rude to rashly pay homage to the gods..."
"It's okay, it's okay."
The witch grinned, the wrinkles on her face as if cut by a knife or an axe went deep into her, and she reached out to grab her arm again:
"The Last God only looks at sincerity and doesn't care about these external things. You just need to go in."
Ji Chu: “…”
She dodged the witch's hand and said righteously:
"Absolutely not! God may be tolerant, but we cannot be perfunctory in our response!"
The witch was frightened by her firm attitude and couldn't respond for a while.
Ji Chu then said seriously:
"That's settled. Once I'm ready, I'll come and pay my respects to the gods..."
Unexpectedly, just as she finished her words, the tightly closed door in front of her creaked, and then opened a gap half a person's width in front of her.
A sultry wind blew out from the cracks, carrying with it an unsettling fishy smell, as if a bloody eye was sizing her up in the dark.
The ghost woman reacted immediately:
"God is calling you! Go in quickly! Keeping God waiting is disrespectful!"
Ji Chu: You are so naked, you are just walking into a trap.
If at this point she still hasn't realized that the witch and this so-called "God" are conspiring to plot against her, then she would be a real fool.
She pretended to agree while looking around inconspicuously.
Very good, the ghosts around her were staring at her, blocking all her escape routes just in time.
Ji Chu took another look at the gate of the City of the Dead in the distance.
It's a pity that she can't go out for the time being.
Ji Chu was pushed forward by the witch.
I don’t know what’s hidden in the half-open door in front of me. A dull and smelly smell comes from the door, mixed with a barely detectable demonic aura.
magic?
The monk's instinct made her want to draw her sword and fight immediately.
His hand had already touched the sword talisman hidden in his sleeve, but Ji Chu was still a little hesitant.
She had never really fought against a demon before. The other party could cause such a big commotion in the City of the Dead, so he must be someone not to be trifled with.
If I go too far and end up losing my life, that would be terrible...
While Ji Chu was hesitating, the witch became quite impatient.
She seemed anxious to push Ji Chu in, but also seemed afraid of the things in the temple, muttering something in her mouth:
"Good stuff... God will definitely like it..."
At this moment, the sound transmission jade that Ji Chu had been hiding in his arms suddenly flashed.
Although the fluctuation of spiritual power was weak, it was still instantly noticed by the man and the ghost.
The witch's face froze and she stopped to look carefully.
Ji Chu also took the opportunity to press down the sound transmission jade.
A male voice came from the sound transmission jade, clearer than any previous conversation:
"Ji Chu! The demon in the City of the Dead wants to devour your soul!"
Ji Chu subconsciously turned his head and looked at the witch in surprise.
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The author has something to say: Ji Chu: Listen, everyone is saying that you are a bad person, stop pretending.
Hag:......
Ji Chu: Senior brother stabbed me to death with a sword [burst into tears]
Senior Brother: This is slander.
Ji Chu: (Proclaiming it outside) It was my sweetheart who stabbed me to death [bursts into tears]
Senior Brother: (He hesitates to speak) (He hesitates to speak) (He hesitates to speak) [Splits open]
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