Chapter 331 She was scared to death, she thought...
Yang Xiangwei received the message from Yin Niang, and in a flash, she appeared on the bank of Naihe Bridge.
Looking at the field of red spider lilies, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and An comforted him: "Yin Niang, don't panic. This red spider lily originally grew for the dead, and it is a plant unique to the underworld. This land is full of yin energy, and there are many incomplete dead souls wandering here. It is the perfect environment for red spider lilies to grow. Its appearance actually provides a temporary habitat for these dead souls."
Yang Xiangwei walked forward, gently stroked a red spider lily, and continued to explain, "These flowers have the magical effect of calming the soul and consolidating the foundation. Surrounded by these red spider lilies, the souls of those incomplete dead will gradually settle down, and the fragmented memories will slowly condense.
When their souls are complete, they will naturally leave the red spider lily field, come to you to drink Meng Po soup, and enter the cycle of reincarnation. This is a natural phenomenon that occurs during the operation of the underworld and there is no need to worry. ”
So that's how it is. She was so scared. She thought...
After listening to Yang Xiangwei's explanation, Yin Niang finally felt relieved.
She carefully observed the ghosts wandering in the red spider lily field and found that their originally restless souls had indeed gradually calmed down under the comfort of the red spider lilies.
Those originally blurry figures also seemed to become more solid.
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The Land God has indeed become a busy man lately. Ever since the underworld was first built, the connection between the world of the living and the underworld has been complicated, and there are no full-time underworld officials in the territory. As a community god in charge of life and death, he has to shoulder the burden of both ends alone.
Every day, he has to travel around the territory, dealing with trivial matters of the people in the world, such as mediating disputes and protecting the harvest of crops. He also has to guide the souls of the people to the underworld after they pass away.
There were natural disasters and man-made tragedies happening outside, and those refugees who heard that they could survive here all ran here, as if everyone in the world was running here.
Many refugees were already exhausted both physically and mentally after being displaced. The worst hit were those who were at the end of their strength and had almost reached this side on their last breath.
The landowner had just appeased a group of refugees who came to him for help, when he turned around and saw a thin woman slowly falling down not far away.
His heart tightened and he hurried forward, only to find that the woman was already dead, her skinny body looking as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.
The land master looked at the woman who had just closed her eyes and sighed softly: "Don't be afraid. People have a place to live when they are alive, and a place to die when they die."
The land god summoned the ghost soldiers and entrusted the woman's soul to them. He watched the ghost soldiers take the woman's soul and disappear at the entrance of the underworld before turning around and continuing to be busy with the affairs of the world of the living.
Led by the ghost soldiers, the woman's soul passed through a passage filled with yin energy, and the gorgeous field of red spider lilies gradually appeared before her eyes.
Her eyes were attracted by the blood-colored flowers. Her steps slowed down unconsciously, and her eyes were full of surprise and confusion.
The ghost soldier urged softly, "Don't stay, the Naihe Bridge is ahead, Meng Po is waiting for you there."
The woman then came to her senses and quickened her pace.
When she finally stood in front of Meng Po, the emotions she had been suppressing suddenly collapsed and she began to cry.
Meng Po looked at the grieving soul in front of her, her eyes full of pity, and asked softly: "Girl, why are you crying?"
The woman sobbed and said, "I... I'm not crying about my rough life. I'm worried about my child who is only as tall as my waist. He is still so young. How can he live without me?"
As he spoke, tears flowed out like a flood.
Meng Po gently comforted her, "Girl, please relax. Since you have arrived at the territory of the mountain god, there will be someone here to take care of your child."
The woman was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then she cried again: "Po Meng, my husband died on the way, and now only my child and I are left to depend on each other. If I leave, what will he do?"
Meng Po gently patted the woman's shoulder and said, "There is an orphanage in the territory that will provide shelter and care for the children. Seven days from now will be the Night of Returning Souls. If you are really worried, you can go back to see the child and make sure he is okay."
After hearing what Meng Po said, the woman's eyes flashed with hope, and she quickly asked, "Really? Can I really go back to see my child?"
Meng Po smiled and nodded: "Of course it is true. On the night of the return of the soul, the underworld will briefly open a special passage, allowing the dead souls to have the opportunity to return to the world of the living and see the people they care about. However, the time you stay is limited, so you must cherish it."
The woman burst into laughter and thanked Meng Po profusely.
Meng Po picked up a bowl of Meng Po soup, handed it to the woman, and said, "Girl, don't drink this bowl of soup yet. Come back and drink it after you have passed the Night of Returning to the Soul..."
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Led by the ghost soldiers, the woman's soul quietly shuttled through the gap between the Yin and Yang worlds and returned to the world of the living that she had been thinking about day and night.
The night in the orphanage was quiet and peaceful.
The moment the woman's ghost stepped into the orphanage, a familiar scent hit her face, and she couldn't wait to float towards the room where her son was.
Passing through the wall, she saw her son lying on the bed, his small body tightly wrapped in a soft quilt, his face rosy, and he was sleeping soundly.
The woman's ghost slowly floated to the bedside, squatted down, and stared at her son's little face intently, her eyes filled with endless tenderness and attachment.
She stretched out her imaginary hand, wanting to touch her son's face, but she could only feel the emptiness at her fingertips through the tender skin.
But even so, the woman's ghost was satisfied, with tears in her eyes, and she murmured to herself: "My child, your mother is here to see you."
The ghost of the woman looked around. Although the room was simple, it was tidy and there were some simple toys placed in the corner.
This environment is much better than her own home!
My heart finally settled down.
At this moment, slight footsteps were heard from the next room, and the ghost of the woman and the ghost soldiers immediately disappeared.
A young waitress walked in quietly, her steps light for fear of disturbing the sleeping children.
The waitress walked to the bed, carefully checked whether the quilt was covered, tucked the corners gently, and then turned and left.
The woman's ghost looked at this scene, her heart filled with gratitude.
She whispered to the ghost soldier, "I am finally relieved. The people here are very kind to my son."
The ghost soldier nodded and said, "In that case, we should go back. The time for the Night of Returning Souls is limited."
The woman's ghost looked deeply at her son again, silently wishing him healthy growth in her heart, then turned around and slowly walked out of the orphanage with the ghost soldiers.
As soon as the woman's ghost and the ghost soldiers passed through the wall, the sharp scream instantly broke the silent night sky of the orphanage.
Shao Mengting's eyes were wide open, her face full of horror. After seeing the ethereal figure clearly, her legs went limp and she fainted.
The ghost of the woman looked embarrassed and stood there at a loss. She had never thought that she would disturb a living person in this way.
The ghost soldiers didn't care about all this. They followed the established procedures and reached out to pull the woman's soul away.
"Wait!" The woman's ghost anxiously struggled to break free from the ghost soldiers' pull, leaned over to look at the unconscious Shao Mengting, her heart full of guilt.
At this time, the lights in other rooms of the orphanage were lit up one after another, and footsteps and shouts gradually came. It was obvious that Shao Mengting's scream alarmed others.
"Brother Yinbing, we can't just leave like this. We have to think of a way." The woman's ghost asked the Yinbing for help, her eyes full of earnestness.
The ghost soldier just shook his head mechanically and said, "The time for the Night of Returning Souls is very tight. If we don't return to the underworld on time, we will be in big trouble."
In addition, Meng Po did not set any other programs for him, so after this guy finished speaking, he forcibly took the woman back to the underworld.
Seeing the woman was extremely anxious, Yin Niang explained the situation to herself: "..."
Forget it, let the Lord of Land and the God of Mountains worry about this themselves!
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