Chapter 568 Above the Posing (103) [VIP]
Bai Jinshu said that they had been to the shallows several times since entering the unknown space, so they were familiar with the place this time, not to mention that it was daytime and transportation was convenient.
Not long after, the two arrived at the beach.
"Oh my god..." Zhao Yinglai folded his arms and let out a long sigh towards the boundless waters. "The river bank is so long, are we really going to shout across it step by step?"
"We?" Bai Jinshu looked back at her, "Only you."
Zhaoyinglai: ...
Zhao Yinglai: "Can't you just shout on the shore? There are two of us, one in the river and one on the shore..."
Before she finished speaking, Bai Jinshu interrupted her: "The meaning is..."
Zhao Yinglai silently raised the large basin in his hand: "The meaning is that you can be embarrassed with me."
Bai Jin said: "I declined."
Zhaoyinglai: ...
"Why doesn't the person who proposed this suggestion implement it?" She gritted her teeth.
*
A few hours ago.
"How are you going to find it?" As soon as Zhao Yinglai finished arranging the three people's directions, Gu King Fu Yiran asked, "Is the shallow beach the place I was thinking of?"
Zhao Ying had never mentioned anything about the shallows to him, but what kind of shallows could there be in the underworld? He couldn't think of any other place except the Forgotten River.
"Yes," Zhao Yinglai nodded and answered tentatively, "I... dive down and look for it?"
How else can I find it? Just dive into the water and look for it like I'm looking for a ghost.
"Not very good." Two voices sounded at the same time. Bai Jinshu and Fu Yiran, who said this at the same time, looked at each other. Fu Yiran raised his hand, and Bai Jinshu spoke first, "It's too late."
The Forgotten River is boundless. At that time, Zhao Yinglai spent five or six hours just looking for the little ghost, a baby ghost with distinct physical characteristics. It was still considered easy to find.
They didn't even know how old the person who replaced him was or what he looked like, and they just jumped into the water rashly. I'm afraid that even if the shadow puppets that Zhaoying brought were soaked, they wouldn't be able to find them.
"It's not just too late." Fu Yiran's expression became more serious. "How can you force your way in? You can't enter that river."
The living souls cannot enter the Wangchuan River at all. If they enter, something bad will happen. How can we find it by force?
"Yes... yes," Zhao Yinglai laughed awkwardly, "What should we do then?"
Her reaction... Bai Jinshu slightly raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhao Yinglai: [You didn't tell these Long Aotian that you are a shadow puppet? ]
Zhao Yinglai blinked wildly: [What did I say?! So many people! ]
...That's true.
The Gu King Long Aotian whom she met in the investment field is simply a terrifying number. Things have priorities, and people have close and distant relatives. Everyone has different levels of acceptance. No one knows what some people will do after learning the news.
After all, with the rise of various schools, the mental state is very beautiful...there are even many extraordinary Long Aotian.
Anyway, when Zhao Yinglai was broadcasting live in the novice village of the investment bank, she never appeared directly. Bai Jinshu and the others only learned about her fixed attributes when they met her again after she was recruited in the Gu field. Since Long Aotian never discovered this, it would not be difficult for her to continue acting.
Fu Yiran, who was thinking seriously, did not notice the eye contact between Bai Jinshu and Jiang Jie. He pondered for a moment, raised his head and looked in the direction of Wen Qi: "It doesn't have to be about appearance."
"There must be a name, right?" He pondered for a moment.
"It doesn't necessarily have to be based on appearance," Fu Yiran added, "In fact, in some cases, a name is more useful than appearance."
"Yes," Wen Qi nodded without hesitation, "I'll tell you... Never mind, I'll find a piece of paper and write it down."
Handwriting is more accurate than speaking.
"Wait a moment, what if he changed his name..." Zhao Yinglai frowned.
"No, if you're just looking for someone in that company and the shallows, the name should be fine," Fu Yiran explained ambiguously, "In this world... there are different rules for changing your name. The first name will often stay with you for a lifetime."
【I heard from the elders in my family that there seems to be such a saying.】
What is the saying?
[After changing your name, you need to burn incense to inform your ancestors and so on. Only then will your name in the eyes of your ancestors and those below you be changed. Otherwise, they will still keep your original name.]
[I changed my name once before, and even went to my ancestral grave to burn incense.]
[What if Lao Deng, who replaced the big shot, also burns incense? Wouldn't the following also be changed? 】
[No, he is not the real master at all. If he also burns incense, the real master's ancestors will know that the one in the skin now is not him, and they will not change...if ancestors really exist.]
[There is an underworld in this unknown space, so ancestors must also exist. 】
[That's true. Now Lao Deng's name should still be the real name.]
In the unknown space, Wen Qi also nodded: "Then I will write it down for you."
Before she left the house, she found a piece of paper and pen to write down the names and addresses of the indigenous people whose memories had been restored. It was still on the table. Wen Qi turned around and wrote a name, then handed it to Bai Jinshu: "This is it."
"Let me see," Fu Yiran picked up the paper and read the name, then took the initiative to make arrangements, "Chang William and I will take care of it later."
"I lost my memory and worked there for a long time. I know where their employee list is. We just need to find this person in the list. As for you..."
"Go find a basin and a mallet, then walk along the edge of the shallows while knocking on the basin, and shout his name as you walk." As a Taoist descendant, he really knows these things best. "If he still remembers who he is, he will come in the direction of the name being shouted."
[Oh, I know this too, soul summoning, right? ]
[So this folk rumor is actually true? ]
[Really? There are many ghosts and gods in this world, and there are often children who lose their souls. I was once called back to life in this way when I was a child.]
[How do you feel, big brother in front? ]
[It was my eldest sister, not my eldest brother. It happened when I was five or six years old. I remember that I was almost hit by a car that ran a red light when I was crossing the road. Then I got a fever when I got home. My grandfather asked someone to check and said that I was scared out of my wits during the day. He also asked my mother and others to carry an iron basin and go to the intersection to call my name.]
[When I woke up the next day, the fever had subsided. My mother said that the people my grandfather hired saw my soul squatting on the side of the road, and immediately followed me when they heard someone calling my name. So this method should really be useful.]
However, this method is useful, but it may not necessarily help you find the person.
"But you have to be prepared. He may not come," Fu Yiran frowned slightly and said tactfully, "According to this timeline, it has been at least 20 to 30 years since the big shot...he was replaced. With such a long time, although he will not disappear, he is probably in deep water."
The longer the souls stay in the Forgotten River, the deeper they are in it. Those that can float on the shallows outside are basically the residual souls that have just fallen here.
The sound of the soul-calling sound is limited. Even with a large loudspeaker, it cannot penetrate the water of the Forgotten River and reach the bottom of the river.
The place where Zhao Yinglai found the little ghost was already in a very deep river valley. The little ghost had been dead for more than 20 years, which was about the same time as the "big shot" was replaced. Logically, the big shot should be in a deeper place.
But this is not a problem for Zhao Yinglai.
“People” cannot appear in the Forgotten River, but shadow puppets can.
All Zhaoying needs to do is come with the basin and swim to the middle of the river.
But Fu Yiran didn't quite know this.
"Let's give it a try," he shook his head. "If we're lucky, we might find it."
"And it's been too long. The problem is that he might not be able to hear your voices. He might have forgotten his own name a long time ago."
Bai Jinshu and his team still have a way to deal with the former, but for the latter, they can only rely on luck.
*
Fortunately, Scario has always had good luck.
——Zhao Yinglai raised the basin in his hand and knocked it hard.
"Look!" She urged, grinning and covering her ears, "Is anyone coming?"
"Not at the moment," Bai Jinshu shook his head and tried standing a little further inside.
"If I go any deeper, I won't be able to stand." Zhao Yinglai gestured at the water level. "The water is up to my waist. If I go any deeper, I won't be able to stand steadily."
"Then go a little further." Bai Jinshu pointed to the endless shallows in front of him.
They had been searching here for more than an hour, but not a single person or even a ghost had appeared.
Or it cannot be said that they did not appear. The thing that was most lacking near the Forgotten River was ghosts. However, all of these ghosts had blurry faces. They would not respond to their calls, but just wandered numbly on the distant water.
After looking at it for a long time, it doesn't look like a ghost, but more like some strange background.
"Then I'll come out and rest for a while," Zhao Yinglai yawned, "I'm so sleepy, I need to refresh myself."
Zhao Yinglai really hasn't gotten much sleep since last night.
Bai Jinshu watched Jiang Jie come out of the Wangchuan River and stand by the river in a daze. He knew that Zhao Yinglai's real body was probably making coffee to refresh himself.
The only main force that could enter the Forgotten River was now resting, and there was nothing else he could do. Bai Jinshu took the iron basin from her hand and subconsciously looked at the ghosts around him.
Just as he yawned and a little tear appeared in his eyes, a familiar shadow suddenly appeared at the edge of the shallows not far away.
Bai Jinshu's gaze instantly froze in that direction.
Compared to the last time I saw it, this familiar shadow today seemed blurrier and fainter.
However, compared with the surrounding ghosts, it is still clear and solid, and stands out.
The shadow was still facing him in profile, but just a profile was enough for Bai Jinshu to tell who it was.
——The female host who was also a member of the Foundation's exploration team and had lost her soul.
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