There was no warmth, no starlight.
Thousands of lanterns float on the surface of the River of Oblivion.
This brings a wisp of blue light to this world.
The desolate land is littered with the remains of souls, and on the edge of hell, one can vaguely see the red spider lilies, as fiery, vibrant, and blood-red as they bloom.
The underworld is still the same underworld.
Yan Jiu stood firmly.
Several wisps of blood-red and gold, obscure and incomprehensible incantations, still lingered around the soul.
That's incredibly strange.
Those dark eyes were devoid of any emotion.
Only after finding the stunned Old Master Chu did Yan Jiu regain some semblance of life.
Old Master Chu ran his hand along his chest: "Am I dreaming?"
Yan Jiu didn't waste any words: "If deceiving yourself can calm Grandpa down, then you can understand it this way."
Old Master Chu: "..."
He has lived for so many years, after all.
They have a pretty strong mental fortitude.
soon.
He recovered from the shock of going to the underworld and looked at the culprit who had brought him to this state.
He then discovered that Yan Jiu's soul was different from his.
Old Master Chu looked at his own pure white soul, then at Yan Jiu's jet-black soul.
He was a little puzzled: "Why are you black?"
Yan Jiu lied without batting an eye: "Oh, I dyed it. Black is the fashionable color in the underworld this year."
Grandpa Chu looked at the surrounding spirits with a suspicious expression: "Before you came, they all wanted to surround us. After you arrived, why are they not getting any closer?"
Yan Jiu continued to lie: "I'm too handsome. They're afraid I'll scare them away with my good looks."
Old Master Chu: "..." Keep making things up!
Yan Jiu suddenly said, "Come on, I'll take you to find the old master."
Grandpa Chu was a little resistant, but decisively gave up questioning Yan Jiu about the color of her soul: "No need, he's probably been reincarnated for many years. Little Jiu, let's just treat today as a trip to the underworld, check off our tickets and go back."
Yan Jiu, who had already calculated before coming, said: "Don't worry, ordinary souls will be reincarnated in order of their blessings, virtues, and good deeds in their previous life. Given the old master's ruthless and decisive warlord nature, it will take him another ten years or so to be reincarnated."
Old Master Chu: "..." It's my fault for being so talkative.
Yan Jiu spoke as she walked.
Since the fall of the gods.
The gods are not here.
Without proper control, the underworld descended into chaos.
Yan Jiu has come a long way.
Sure enough, they still didn't find many ghost messengers.
However, they discovered that many of the creatures there were spirits munching on the spider lilies, becoming a major pest that damages the tourist attractions in the underworld.
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