The notification sound of completing the task was even more pleasant to the ear than the celestial music that cost 200,000 in the store.
Without time to check, the situation was about to become more serious. Even though one person was only maintaining the dream-entry spell for a dozen or so people, they still needed to be on their toes.
After all, there are many smart people in there.
The illusion continues.
Following the ox-headed and horse-faced guardians forward, the vast fog constantly filled the surroundings, causing everyone to feel worried and uneasy, yet they dared not ask any questions.
Perhaps it was due to gradual adaptation, but people were slowly able to see some things through the fog.
A fleeting black shadow, a strange plant that preys on people, not to mention the blood, flesh, and bones scattered everywhere.
In short, the more timid one walks, the more desperate one becomes. Wang Fu stepped over a white bone and quietly reached out to pluck the flower and leaves in front of her that looked like a big mouth.
The leaves were serrated and very sharp; a light scratch would draw blood instantly. Wang Fu pursed her lips, tucked the leaves into her sleeve, and glanced at the Emperor—Li Yue was trying to pluck a horsehair from the horse's hoof.
The timid giant turned pale, clearly terrified.
Others were like Wang Fu, or like the Great Man.
Suddenly, the bull-headed creature spoke up, "Emperor of the Human World, look—" pointing to a group of buildings whose majestic outlines were vaguely visible.
As you approach, the fog gradually dissipates, and the view suddenly opens up. The once magnificent palace buildings are now just ruins!
Horse-faced said meaningfully, "That was an underworld dynasty from a period before the Jin Dynasty."
"Qi Dynasty".
Li Yue's lips moved slightly, but his heart was in turmoil.
The Great Jin Dynasty replaced the Great Qi Dynasty, and the two could be said to be mortal enemies.
Of course, the Qi family harbors more hatred, since the Li family is the winner.
Horse-faced replied:
"I still remember when a new dynasty came to power in the human world, this place collapsed directly. Even though the emperors and ministers of the Great Qi underworld tried their best to save it, it was all in vain."
In the first few years, some people persevered, but gradually they were all reincarnated.
Li Yue believed he could remain calm even if Mount Tai collapsed, but at this moment his mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't help but ask about related matters.
The two gods said that the people were uneasy when the Qi Dynasty was in power, and there were no wise rulers and virtuous ministers throughout the entire dynasty, which led to a lack of good karma and thus such a tragic outcome.
Furthermore, Qi Chao had not made any powerful backers in the underworld for many years.
If the ruler and his ministers lose the fate of the human world and the nation, they can no longer even become ghost cultivators, and can only end up like this.
"Will having a failed precedent make the people of Great Jin more obedient to the host?"
He asked.
"uh-huh"
Ling Xiao gave a casual reply.
Has the host's PUA target expanded from a single person to the entire dynasty? The system's admiration grew, and it felt a sense of pride.
The host is quite good to me!
As they moved further and further away from the former underworld dynasty, the procession fell silent.
Knowing that the Underworld Dynasty was no longer foolproof, inexplicable emotions surged within them, and Li Yue silently pondered what he should do.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure appeared...
Wang Fu couldn't help but look back one last time. This experience was so magnificent, even more spectacular than her entire twenty-two years of life!
If one is an ordinary person, one can only spend one's entire life struggling in the mundane world!
………………
Before long, they emerged completely from the fog-shrouded area, and before them appeared a mighty, surging river, its waves accompanied by the force of thunder.
As the water surged, countless figures could be seen struggling within it!
"Ah, has someone drowned?" The burly man, whose name is still unknown, asked anxiously, clenching his sleeves.
Where would so many people drown together? Besides, they're in the underworld now, how could there be so many "people" there?
Wang Fu chuckled at first, then thought that this person was indeed somewhat kind.
Sure enough, Horse-Face explained, "This is the River of Oblivion. Souls with too deep an obsession cannot cross it; they can only wash away their obsession in the river until they forget it."
"No wonder it's called the River of Oblivion," Wang Fu murmured. As a woman, her focus was always a little different. "Why don't these souls want to forget?"
Upon hearing her bold question, the emperor gave Wang Fu a rare, careful look.
Horse-faced was somewhat taken aback. "Who knows? Humans are the most contradictory beings in the Three Realms. Although their lives are only a hundred years, they could live for tens of millions of years without having strong attachments."
"There are generals who never forget their king even in death, there are those with obsessions and hatred, there are mothers who can't forget their children, and there are many more driven by affection and love."
Ox-Head scratched his head and replied with a simple and honest tone, "Yes, we brothers used to guard the River of Oblivion. Every day we watched over the souls that flowed along the river, and each of us had a deep-seated obsession."
"Luckily, I got rotated," the bull-headed man said happily, puffing out two puffs of white breath from his nostrils.
Horse-faced glared at him, pointed ahead, and said to the group, "It's still a long way to the next place. Let me tell you some stories."
"The River of Oblivion..."
The stories are poignant and moving, depicting the pain of not being able to let go, the vows made by husband and wife, or the desire to see her one more time. They fully express the sorrows of human beings.
Everyone fell silent for a moment; Li Yue was an emperor with a rich emotional life.
Thinking of his empress and beloved concubines who all loved him deeply, he insisted that they should forget what they should forget and not suffer for themselves!
The story that Wang Fu remembers most vividly is one about a rich young lady who defied her parents to marry a poor boy for love and spent eighteen years digging for wild vegetables.
She thought her love could move heaven and earth, but in the end, the poor boy became rich, and she died after only eighteen days of wealth to make way for the newcomer.
The female ghost, unable to understand, floated in the River of Oblivion for a long time, waiting for the poor young man to come down so she could ask him.
Heh, Wang Fu sneered. The fact that she dared to marry five times meant she was definitely not someone who would abide by any of those bullshit rules about remaining faithful to one man for life.
Faced with such an idiot, Wang Fu could only say, "He deserves it."
Even after death, you still ask questions. Ask, ask, ask! What's the point of asking?
………………
As we walked and talked, a few bright red flowers began to appear sporadically by the roadside. They were as red as spilled blood, with slender and graceful petals, but strangely, there were no leaves in sight.
More and more flowers bloomed, gradually spreading into a sea of flowers.
Seeing the crowd's curiosity, before they could ask, Horse-Face plucked a flower and said, "This is the Red Spider Lily, also known as the Manjusaka, which grows most abundantly on both sides of the River of Oblivion."
He sighed and said, "This flower can only survive in the River of Oblivion. You should put it down..."
Hehe, everyone was a little embarrassed, and they took out flowers from their pockets, sleeves, and even waistbands and dropped them.
The burly man looked at his emperor with admiration—who, without changing his expression, tossed out flowers from various places, at least five in total!
"As expected of His Majesty," the Han man thought with shame. He had only hidden one flower, and only realized it after seeing others do it.
"This flower has quite a history; it was planted by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The flower blooms without leaves, and the leaves flourish without flowers, possessing a solitary beauty characteristic of Buddhism."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, very good, another familiar name has been found. The emperor memorized this name in his little notebook.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a bridge finally appeared in front of us, crossing the River of Oblivion!
On the bridge, there was an old woman, her body hunched over, stirring the soup in a large pot with a large ladle.
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