Chapter 286 Jinjiang
Yan Shixun was stopped by the King of Hell. When he heard him talk about the ghosts of the old Fengdu, his brows furrowed more and more.
He didn't expect that the souls from thousands of years ago were divided in this way. Even if those "evil ghosts" were resentful in their hearts, they could not change the status quo.
"The underworld has just been restored to operation. You know that little ghost Jing Xiaobao very well, Yan Shixun. He is a playful person and a new ghost. Although he can support the underworld, he is not enough when it comes to the millions of ghosts in the old Fengdu."
The King of Hell deliberately made an expression of sighing and pity, and glanced sideways at the ghosts lying on the ground on both sides of the street.
Yan Shixun followed the King of Hell's gaze and saw a woman covered in pus and blood, who happened to look up timidly and met his gaze.
Those turbid eyes filled with blood and tears had long been emptied of hope, leaving only a chaotic despair.
Neither death nor life can escape from this hell.
But there was no greed or malice in those eyes.
There is only lamentation and resentment towards oneself - blaming oneself for having a bad fate and blaming oneself for being unable to save the situation.
Yan Shixun was stunned when he was stared at in this way, and felt as if his heart was gently hit.
It doesn't hurt, but there's an indescribable sadness.
There are hardly any living people in Fengdu, so souls can understand things better. All deeply buried emotions can be more easily sensed by other souls.
Yan Shixun knew that he understood the woman's emotions.
But what surprised him was that he didn't see any signs of evil in the woman.
If you often deal with extremely vicious people, you can easily distinguish who is the real villain and who is just a pitiful person.
In the woman's eyes, Yan Shixun did not see indifference towards others, or greed for flesh and blood, or hatred towards the outside world.
There was only endless self-blame in the woman's eyes, which were oozing with pus and blood.
Yan Shixun was stunned for a moment, and asked Ye Li softly: "What crime did this person commit?"
Ye Li, who originally didn't care about the evil ghost on the street, raised his eyelashes and looked at it obediently.
Just a glance and Ye Li frowned slightly.
But it was not because of the disgust she bore for her sins, but because of the shock she received for her experiences during her life and after her death.
"Her family was massacred by bandits, and because of her resentment, she was imprisoned in the old Fengdu prison."
He had only gone to the market, but when he came back, he found corpses strewn all over the village. His entire family, young and old, had died with their eyes open. The child had been chopped into small pieces of meat, and the mother's intestines had been hung from the house to the tree outside the door.
The woman cried out but was powerless. She tried to file a complaint but was thrown into the icy river instead, where she died in the unmelted snow of early spring.
She was filled with resentment and wanted to avenge her family and the villagers.
But the moment she turned into a ghost, the ghost from Fengdu came and took her away, and she was never seen again in the dungeon.
But the enemy feasted on the stolen gold, silver and jewels, and enjoyed himself. Even if he was killed in the end, he would be reborn peacefully.
She was the only one left, but she still refused to let go of her hatred and obsession.
So day and night, they howled on the street corners of old Fengdu, murmuring the names of their enemies as if they were eating their flesh and blood.
"She blames herself for not protecting her family when she was alive, and for not being able to avenge her family after her death."
Ye Li's voice was calm, but after he finished speaking, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed.
The smile on the lips of the King of Hell, who originally wanted to force Ye Li to take action, faded a little.
Yan Shixun sighed slowly in his heart.
Real evil people never reflect on themselves; only good people often apologize.
He stretched out his long legs and slowly walked towards the disheveled woman in the astonished eyes of everyone. Without any disgust, he slowly squatted down in front of her, his eyes level with hers.
"Do you want to leave here?"
Yan Shixun's question was light-hearted, as if it was just a casual question.
But Yan Shixun, who never easily had karmic relations with others, took the initiative to reach out to the evil ghost and asked her if she needed his help.
The King of Hell lowered his eyes and chuckled.
The official person in charge was stunned at first, then he looked at the woman with sympathy and sighed.
The Taoist priest, who had just been worried about the whereabouts of the millions of evil ghosts in the old Fengdu, couldn't help but shed tears when he saw Yan Shixun was willing to take on this heavy burden.
When the woman heard the voice, she looked back at Yan Shixun in a daze, mumbling something, but her words were halting because she had not communicated with the outside world for a long time.
Even in the long-lasting pain and torture, she had gradually become confused, and sometimes could not even tell whether she was in the old Fengdu prison or still in the village where corpses were strewn all over the ground.
However, she saw the shining soul of the young man in front of her.
People and ghosts may lie, but their spirits cannot.
The woman seemed to feel Yan Shixun's emotions, and turbid tears of blood slid down her rough and rotten cheeks. She stretched out her hand tremblingly and carefully... grabbed the corner of Yan Shixun's clothes.
"grown ups."
The woman's voice was rough and unpleasant. She stumbled and struggled to express her meaning, unwilling to give up the hope in front of her: "Revenge, sir, revenge..."
She repeated these two words over and over again, and the little remaining consciousness seemed unable to support her to make any further reactions.
The Taoist priest not far away watched this scene, feeling distressed and worried about Yan Shixun's safety. He stepped forward to prevent the woman from suddenly attacking and hurting others.
But Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and nodded solemnly to the woman: "Yes."
"The karma of the person who hurt you will follow him forever, imprinted on his soul and follow him into reincarnation, until he has repaid all the karma he owes you."
Yan Shixun paused, and then continued: "He will experience even more painful torture than you have endured. All the pain you have experienced in the past thousand years will be returned to you with interest."
"I promise you."
Yan Shixun said calmly: "All causes and effects will eventually have results. By that time, you will be able to leave here... without any more obsessions, right? Fengdu will send you to reincarnate."
"Although this justice came a thousand years late."
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes, and the hair that fell down as he moved blocked his face, making it impossible for others to see the look in his eyes.
The corners of the King of Hell's lips curled up into a smile, half hidden behind his folding fan.
Sure enough, instead of wasting time discussing with Fengdu, it would be better to seek help from Yan Shixun directly, which would be much more convenient than talking to Ye Li.
He who captures Yan Shixun will capture Fengdu.
The King of Hell looked at Ye Li meaningfully.
Ye Li knew exactly what he was planning.
However, because what the King of Hell asked for was not for his own benefit, but for the ghosts accumulated in the old Fengdu, and Yan Shixun had already agreed, Ye Li did not say anything.
He tacitly agreed with Yan Shixun's statement and was willing to hand over the control of Fengdu to Yan Shixun, who would judge everything.
——He and Shi Xun are in tune with each other and have the same ideas. Letting Shi Xun judge will only increase the cause and effect between him and Shi Xun. It would be best if they become entangled to the point where even the great principles of heaven and earth can no longer be distinguished.
If that’s the case, why not do it?
The street, which was originally filled with wailing, suddenly became quiet when Yan Shixun squatted in front of the woman.
All the evil ghosts who were howling in pain stared blankly at Yan Shixun's figure.
Even mortals who are ignorant of ghosts and gods, once they have experienced life and death and seen a ghost messenger, will know that there are ghost exorcists in the world.
But those exorcists, who are often well-dressed and well-fed, ride on tall horses and look very impressive, and are so noble, how could ordinary people like them ever get in touch with them?
Even if some people have tried to seek help from exorcists when they are desperate, it is usually to no avail.
This makes these ghosts from thousands of years ago, in addition to their natural sensitivity to ghost exorcists, also fear this identity.
But the behavior of the people in front of them made all the ghosts confused.
No matter how beautiful the words are, they cannot compare to the compassion and sympathy that comes from the soul.
This group of people were clearly strangers, and there were a few particularly terrifying ones. They could have walked by with their heads held high, ignoring the foul stench on the street, just like the ghost messengers who passed by in the past.
However, not only did they not do that, but they wanted to help them and said they would send them to be reincarnated.
The young man who was a ghost exorcist even promised personally that he would help them avenge themselves!
The ghosts were in an uproar.
They could not suppress their excitement. Although they were somewhat hesitant about the authenticity of this sudden happiness, they could not resist the temptation of revenge and killing their enemies.
Then, evil spirits slowly crawled out from every shadowy corner.
The originally empty and messy street suddenly became crowded.
The rescue team members who had not yet gotten used to the fact that they had entered the lair of evil spirits felt as if the corners of their eyes were covered with a red area. They blinked slowly and looked over, and were suddenly frightened by the large number of evil spirits. They subconsciously wanted to be on guard.
But the official person in charge held the hands of the team members next to him, shook his head slowly, and then pointed at Yan Shixun to signal him.
Yan Shixun saw these ghosts appearing on the street, but he had no intention of standing opposite these evil ghosts. His muscles were relaxed and he did not make any move to fight back.
He was waiting quietly.
Wait for the evil ghost to speak and tell of his grievances.
Or...attack him.
Instead, Ye Li frowned, feeling a little nervous, worried that these evil spirits would hurt Yan Shixun.
But this was Yan Shixun's own will after all, and he could only helplessly force himself to wait where he was and watch the development of things quietly.
Those evil ghosts were dressed in different styles, but they were all ragged, covered in blood and pus, without a single piece of good flesh on their bodies.
Some even had their stomachs ripped open, with their organs hanging out. They swayed as they walked, and foul-smelling blood dripped all over the ground.
There were also ghosts whose heads were smashed to pieces, with white brain mixed with blood all over their faces, and their bulging eyeballs almost falling out of their sockets, looking extremely terrifying.
Even the official leaders who had seen too many tragic scenes and thought they were strong enough and accustomed to these scenes felt their stomachs churning and acid rising up their throats.
Evil spirits slowly walked towards Yan Shixun from all directions and gradually surrounded him.
Yan Shixun stood with his hands hanging down, neither avoiding nor afraid, his eyes calmly fixed on the evil ghost in front of him.
They slowly reached out their hands towards Yan Shixun, but seemed to have no intention of attacking him.
——Tears of blood were flowing in their eyes.
These evil ghosts, who had suffered grievances for thousands of years but had nowhere to complain, finally witnessed the collapse of the old Fengdu city wall with their own eyes before they fell into complete despair. The light from outside shone before their eyes.
As Yan Shixun was walking along, he had been paying attention to the movements of these evil ghosts out of the corner of his eye. He saw them biting and hurting each other. Some of the evil ghosts had been driven mad and their crazy looks were even more creepy.
But now, even those ghosts who were no longer sane did not rashly attack Yan Shixun.
The long time has made many ghosts lose the ability to speak. The mouths that have not been used for a long time are like rusted iron doors. Even if there are many resentments and pains that they want to express, they can only keep them in their hearts.
"Don't worry."
Yan Shixun understood the anxiety in the evil ghost's eyes, and he deliberately softened his tone, bringing a reassuring power that was enough to soothe everything around him.
"No matter what the reason was for you to be imprisoned in Fengdu, Beiyin Fengdu is dead, the old Fengdu has been abolished, and a new Fengdu will take over your grievances. There is no need for you to recount everything about your life and death. The new Lord of Fengdu will judge your merits and demerits, and then send you to reincarnate."
Yan Shixun's voice was gentle, but firm: "Even if a thousand years or two thousand years have passed... wrong cannot become right. This justice and morality will eventually be returned to you."
"The day when the old Fengdu is completely destroyed is the day when you will leave here and go to the new Fengdu to be judged."
Some evil spirits listened quietly, opened their mouths to speak, but tears came down first.
They stood around Yan Shixun, surrounding him in three layers, but no ghost showed any malice, instead they listened to Yan Shixun's words obediently. The suddenly slumped shoulders and relaxed souls seemed to have finally found a backbone who could listen to their resentment and unwillingness.
The exorcist's attitude towards the woman was seen by all the evil spirits.
Although they often fight with other ghosts because of their anger, after thousands of years of loneliness and without the ghost catcher, it seems that even being taken away to be punished has become a fun memory, which is better than recalling their past lives over and over again when they have nothing to do.
However, because of this, these ghosts are generally aware of the situation of other ghosts nearby.
When Yan Shixun made a promise to the woman, wasn't he also speaking to the other ghosts?
The ghosts also felt the same way as the woman, and felt the shock that went deep into their souls.
They had never met Yan Shixun before, and didn't know whether he would keep his promise.
But they have no choice.
The old Fengdu waited for a thousand years before Yan Shixun came. If they missed this time, they didn't know how long it would take for the next one.
Thousands after thousands of years, they... can't hold on any longer.
The ghost energy becomes stronger and stronger, occupying the mind, and the human part becomes less and less. In the end, they will forget their own names and origins, and even their own hatred, and just become crazy evil ghosts on the streets of old Fengdu.
And no one will remember what the enemy, who has been remembered by them for thousands of years, has done, and the hatred has been buried in the sand.
The ghost didn't want to fall to that level, and it desperately wanted revenge.
For one’s own death and unwillingness, for one’s own relatives, friends and loved ones.
For this reason, they are willing to believe Yan Shixun.
Yan Shixun saw the turmoil in the evil ghost's soul. He waited calmly, waiting for the evil ghost to lower its head and ask him for help.
Although he wanted to save these evil ghosts, he couldn't bear to see these souls, who should not have suffered in the underworld, trapped in the old Fengdu and unable to be freed.
But at the same time, he was also very clear that these were ghosts, not humans.
He didn't know whether there were any souls that could not bear it and fell into evil during these thousand years, nor did he know whether there were any souls that did not want to leave the old Fengdu and took other actions.
While Yan Shixun was rescuing the evil spirits, he was also wary of them.
Yan Shixun has never been good at working hard and never complaining. The way he agrees with is to offset cause and effect.
In addition, Yan Shixun also wanted to ask these evil ghosts about Li Chengyun and the ghost baby.
Since they have been in the old Fengdu all the time, they will have heard some news.
The streets are where you see the most things, and where news spreads the fastest and widest.
Although they are already ghosts, they may not be interested in the outside world and are only obsessed with their own suffering. But as long as there is a ghost who tells Yan Shixun a clue, it will be a great help to him.
Yan Shixun threw out the bait, then habitually grabbed the trump card in his hand, firmly holding the initiative in his hands.
——If he begged the ghosts to allow him to help them, the ghosts would definitely not cherish it, and might even ask for an exorbitant amount of money, or even turn around and cheat him.
But if, on the other hand, the ghosts beg hard after seeing hope and go through hardships to get the chance to leave, they will cherish it even more.
Although the results of the two actions seem similar, Yan Shixun does not have the habit of being a good guy and giving up everything.
He can be saved, but the evil ghost cannot be taken for granted.
Yan Shixun's mind turned around for a few times, and he recalled Master Bai's previous description of Li Chengyun several times, and wanted to find Li Chengyun as soon as possible.
There is also the ebony statue that disappeared in Haiyun Temple.
Yan Shixun didn't have to wait too long. The ghosts looked at each other and reached some kind of consensus.
One of the old men was pushed out, and the ghosts spontaneously moved to the sides to make way, allowing the old man to walk out from the crowd of ghosts to Yan Shixun and explain to him the ghosts' intentions.
The old man still felt that the hope that suddenly came was a little unreal, and he asked Yan Shixun several times to confirm whether Yan Shixun really wanted to help them.
Millions of ghosts have been accumulated in the old Fengdu for thousands of years, with no way out. They are all trapped in this ruin. It is not easy to judge the cause and effect of each of them and send them to reincarnation!
Moreover, the Fengdu in the old man’s impression is the Fengdu of the Northern Yin Fengdu Emperor, where there is no cause and effect in pure death.
When it first heard the trial mentioned by Ye Li, it thought it was absurd, but after a closer look, it was pleasantly surprised and even uneasy, wondering whether such a good thing could actually be realized.
Yan Shixun nodded solemnly and gave the old man an affirmative answer: "Everything you are worried about is not a problem for us."
The old man was so surprised that he didn't know what to do.
But at this moment, Yan Shixun hesitated again: "It's just..."
Yan Shixun's voice was not loud, but these two short words made the ghosts who had just become excited hold their breath and all look at Yan Shixun, feeling nervous and confused.
“There are definitely some things about this that we have difficulty accomplishing.”
The expression on Yan Shixun's face showed genuine worry: "One of the prerequisites for letting you leave here is that the old Feng must be destroyed. Otherwise, everything that follows is empty talk."
"I am not well-trained and I am just an ordinary mortal. I cannot fight against a behemoth like Old Fengdu."
Yan Shixun sighed: "My power alone is still too small."
Suddenly, many ghosts became anxious.
The most unbearable thing compared to never seeing the light again is to watch the light that is so close to you disappear.
The pain at that moment was even more unbearable than the torture of thousands of years.
Soon, a ghost cautiously asked if there was anything they could do to help Yan Shixun.
No matter what it is, as long as it can make Yan Shixun successful, they are willing to do it.
In a short period of time, the ghosts who had been watching coldly and indifferent to the changes in the outside world when Yan Shixun and others entered the old Fengdu immediately turned into Yan Shixun's loyal supporters.
Looking at those originally lifeless and confused faces, they were now excited and concerned about the goal of destroying the old Fengdu more than they, the strangers.
Everyone watched all this unfold with amazement in their hearts.
The official person in charge looked at Yan Shixun with complicated and admiring eyes.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard for him to believe that someone could transform a group of scattered enemies into a united force in such a short period of time.
Moreover, those ghosts seemed very anxious, fearing that Yan Shixun would change his mind and leave, so they took the initiative to search for the information they knew and showed their cards to Yan Shixun.
It seems like he really wants something from Yan Shixun.
The official person in charge felt complicated. Even if those ghosts were wrongly convicted a thousand years ago, they had been tortured in Fengdu Prison for so long. It was hard to say whether they still maintained their original appearance a thousand years ago.
After all, no matter how good a person is, he will change more or less after a stint in prison.
There are also those who have fallen into evil from then on.
But even such a ghost was as obedient as a cat in front of Yan Shixun, scrambling to follow Yan Shixun.
It took the official person in charge a long time to regain his sanity, and at the same time he was glad that Yan Shixun was on their side.
He even stroked his chin and thought, should he wait until he got back and ask Yan Shixun if he was interested in working in the special department?
Five social insurances and one housing fund, flexible working hours, and for married employees, a house is also allocated - specifically for a certain couple.
It was originally just a joking idea, but when the official person in charge came to his senses and looked again, he saw a group of ghosts guarding Yan Shixun, vying with each other to give him advice, and taking the initiative to tell him the secrets of the old Fengdu, he couldn't help but take it seriously.
He made up his mind that when he returned to Binhai City, he would try his best to keep Yan Shixun in the special department.
——If it really doesn't work, then take a step back and let Yan Shixun become the special department's long-term cooperative master.
The other rescue team members were already dumbfounded.
Some people even rubbed their eyes, trying to confirm whether this was real or an illusion.
Team member: "I feel like I'm back in math class..."
The person next to him: "Does that mean Mr. Yan is as scary as the math teacher?"
The team members' expressions were indescribable: "No, it was like taking a complex function class in college and missing a minute because of distraction, and the teacher ended up explaining the entire universe... Did you see clearly how Mr. Yan operated just now? Why are these evil spirits so enthusiastic about Mr. Yan?"
It’s like seeing the Lord of Heaven!
The person next to him: "...Good question. I don't know either."
I'm a poor student who failed all math courses in college. I feel hurt! Why use math as an example? It's really hurtful!
When everyone was stunned, only Ye Li was staring at Yan Shixun without blinking his eyes, watching that graceful figure moving freely among the group of ghosts, and his few casual words made the ghosts eager to reveal their secrets.
He couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips.
Cute...want to touch it.
Ye Li rubbed his slender fingers hanging at his sides unconsciously, feeling that his proud and lazy large cat was really attracting him to touch its smooth and shiny beautiful fur.
This good mood even overwhelmed the extremely low pressure that had been in place since Ye Li entered the old Fengdu.
Yan Shixun also quickly captured the information he wanted from the mixed ghost language.
"You just said that there are ghost messengers in the city? Can you tell me in detail? Where and when did you see them? If the ghost messenger is there, why doesn't he care about the affairs of the city?"
The ghost who was named nodded and told everything he knew.
According to this ghost, although they did not leave Fengdu Kulao a thousand years ago, they were more or less aware that something must have happened in Fengdu.
Because many ghost officials were fleeing in panic.
It's like the rich people who fled the city with their money boxes when the city was about to be broken.
The ghost messenger who used to be so arrogant and domineering was in such a state of panic at that time that he didn't care about the ghosts around him and ran out desperately. Soon, he left behind an empty city with only the evil ghosts looking at each other in bewilderment.
There were also evil ghosts who tried to escape from Fengdu and go to the human world for revenge.
But before it could escape from the city, its soul flew away when it approached the city wall, leaving only a skull. This increased the height of the city wall and also frightened the rest of the evil spirits that were ready to move, letting them know that any soul that entered Fengdu after death would never leave again.
The ghosts had already gotten used to this kind of scene, but they never expected that one day a ghost would come back.
The evil ghosts trembled in fear, afraid that the ghost messenger would come to settle accounts with them.
But the ghost catcher ignored all the evil ghosts, and walked around the old Fengdu city in a daze, not paying attention to any ghosts, nor performing his duties as a ghost catcher as before.
It quickly disappeared from the sight of the ghosts.
From then on, it seemed as if he lived a secluded life, and few evil spirits saw the ghost messenger appear again.
"But if you're looking for it, I know where it is."
A ghost took over the conversation and pointed Yan Shixun in the direction of the depths of the city.
"The structure here is very similar to what is rumored in the human world. It is a nine-layer structure of an inverted bucket. You are now on the first layer, which is also the layer of the Eighteen Layers of Hell where the ghosts with the lightest sins are imprisoned."
"If you want to find the ghost messenger, you need to go downstairs."
Yan Shixun frowned and asked, "Where is the entrance to the lower floors?"
Several ghosts looked at each other and smiled kindly, but this made their already hideous faces look even more terrifying.
"This is Fengdu. Although everything here looks the same as the world of the living, it does not belong to the world of the living. Instead, it is a place where many souls gather."
The old man nodded, bowed and said: "To go down, you need anger and sin."
Unlike the hell that Yan Shixun had personally been to, the eighteen levels of hell there were just as the literal meaning suggested, with each level interconnected and with concrete manifestations.
However, Beiyin Fengdu arose when heaven and earth were born, and its concept of death is more pure.
There is no body here, only soul.
Therefore, its nine-layer structure is not in the physical sense, but depends on the anger and resentment contained in the soul.
The deeper the resentment, the deeper you will fall into hell.
Yan Shixun was silent for a moment after hearing the ghost's explanation.
Then he asked in a hoarse voice the question that he was most reluctant to touch.
"Then, have you ever seen a lay Buddhist in white clothes?"
Yan Shixun slowly raised his hand and gestured his height and body shape in the air beside him: "He is about this tall, looks like this, similar to me..."
As Yan Shixun described word by word, the image of Li Chengyun came alive again in his mind.
In that early spring when he had never dared to look back, he finally took the initiative to approach her, allowing that gradually blurred figure to be remembered firmly by him again.
He mixed the questions he wanted to know the answer to most among many other questions so as to prevent the ghost from discovering his vulnerability.
As expected, the ghost did not notice Yan Shixun's true emotions. After listening to Yan Shixun's description, he began to think and recall seriously.
But the others who heard Yan Shixun's words fell into a long silence.
The Taoist priest turned his face away reluctantly, with sadness emerging in his eyes.
No one spoke first to break the silence.
The King of Hell turned his head and silently mouthed to Ye Li: Aren't you worried about your exorcist? He looked like he was about to cry.
Ye Li's hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, and his finger bones had turned white from being squeezed.
He wanted to step forward, hug his beloved exorcist in his arms, and tell him that there would be no more separation from now on, and that he would bear any death alone.
He wanted to build a world for his beloved exorcist. If Shi Xun loved this world, then he would do the same. As long as there was hope in the order of time, the road would never fall.
He wanted his ghost exorcist to be able to laugh peacefully from now on without encountering any danger again.
But Ye Li knew very well that his Yan Shixun could provide a roof over the lives that needed protection.
What Yan Shixun needs is not comfort. He will not walk behind anyone to avoid danger, nor does he need Ye Li to help him bear all the heavy tasks.
He grew up in the storm, guarding yin and yang, and supporting the universe.
Ye Li was amazed at Yan Shixun's determination and brilliant brilliance, so naturally he would not do anything that would make Yan Shixun unhappy.
Even if he wanted to... he couldn't.
The King of Hell lowered his eyes and noticed Ye Li's white finger bones.
He sighed softly, smiled and shook his head. It seemed that even if he died at this moment, he could die peacefully.
Fengdu has been reconnected with the human world, and that indestructible bridge is Yan Shixun.
The King of Hell can be sure that no matter what happens in the future, as long as Feng is there, at least the yin and yang will not be out of balance, and the dead souls will be judged fairly for the cause and effect of good and evil, and then reincarnate into the next life.
When life and death are balanced again, the Tao will regain its vitality.
As for the ghost way...
The King of Hell's eyes darkened and he looked at Yan Shixun.
After Yan Shixun described Li Chengyun's image, the ghosts thought hard and found that some ghosts had actually seen him.
"It should have happened not long ago. The ghost exorcist did walk into here. He was dressed in white and didn't fit in here, so I took a closer look at him."
The ghost hesitated and said, "It's unclear where he's going and what his purpose is, but looking at the direction... he seems to be going downwards."
down?
Yan Shixun frowned and keenly caught the key words.
The ghost messenger is also on a level below.
Master, is he coming here just to find that ghost messenger?
After all, if anyone has ever seen a general from a thousand years ago, the only one left is the ghost messenger from the old Fengdu.
It would make sense if the ghost returned to the old Fengdu and carved what he saw into a wood sculpture.
I just don’t know how the master knew about this and how he accurately found the old Fengdu.
Yan Shixun put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being, raised his hand and called the King of Hell over: "Xiaobing, come here."
The King of Hell was a little confused at first, but before he could reach Yan Shixun, he quickly figured out what Yan Shixun was going to do.
——The ghost just said that if you want to go down, you must examine the sin and anger in your soul.
And it is obvious that based on this standard, it is difficult for Yan Shixun to reach the lower levels of hell.
If it were even better than merit.
Yan Shixun has saved countless lives directly and indirectly, so it is a bit difficult for him to go to hell, but it is more likely that he will ascend to heaven on the spot.
It's easy.
...Among this group of people, if we were to say who has committed the most serious sins, it would be him and the Lord of Fengdu.
The King of Hell remembered every life he had been reborn in.
Because he had dealt with death in the past and had experienced countless ghosts, when he concealed his identity and his soul was reincarnated, the Dao would judge the deathly aura as his sin. Therefore, he would always encounter dangers that others would never encounter in their entire lives.
And then always die early.
"...Do you want me to be your navigator?"
Although the King of Hell understood what Yan Shixun meant, he was not very happy. He said speechlessly: "There is a saying in the world, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? You use the King of Hell as a guide, right..."
Before he could finish his words, Yan Shixun turned his head and looked at him calmly.
Thinking of the cause and effect between the previous life Zhang Wubing and Yan Shixun, and thinking about asking Yan Shixun to save the Great Dao in the future, the King of Hell fell silent.
Then, he nodded heavily: "...Okay."
Otherwise, do I have a choice?
Didn’t he see that Fengdu beside him was looking at him, as if he would take action if he refused?
The old Fengdu had already been defeated by Ye Li. If Ye Li released the sins of killing accumulated in his souls, it would probably immediately alarm the old Fengdu. What was originally able to reach the lower level of hell would now be pierced through.
Just thinking about that kind of scene, the King of Hell became determined not to let Ye Li act at will.
King of Hell: Alas... In the end, I had to bear everything.
He sighed, then lowered his eyelashes slightly, chanted the Underworld Seal quickly and lowly, and formed seals with his hands.
At that moment, all the death energy recorded in the remaining soul of the King of Hell burst out.
And from where everyone was standing, there was a deafening roar.
The earth broke apart.
The feeling of weightlessness suddenly hit me.
Everyone felt a darkness before their eyes and then they felt themselves falling downwards.
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