I stopped daydreaming and stopped paying attention to which buildings we passed. I focused intently on the guide and kept my mouth tightly shut.
Soon, Jin Ye disappeared, and Su Mingyang took his place.
He seemed perfectly normal, leading me along while smiling and saying:
"How was it? Didn't expect that?"
"I hope you'll still be able to see me."
I was somewhat shocked. This guy's manner of speaking and tone of voice were exactly the same as the Su Mingyang I remembered.
"Chen Yan, why aren't you saying anything? Don't you recognize your good brother?"
Seeing that I didn't speak, Su Mingyang looked puzzled.
"Don't play dumb, I miss you so much down there. How have you been lately?"
No matter what he said, I remained silent, pretending not to hear him. Finally, Su Mingyang became enraged, his expression turning into the miserable state he had when he died, his bloodshot eyes fixed on me.
"Holy shit, say something! Do you know what kind of torture I'm suffering in the underworld? Please say something! If you just say something, I can be reincarnated."
His angry tone turned pleading, and he burst into tears.
I shook my head ruthlessly, treating him as if he were nothing.
Su Mingyang's eyes turned incredibly venomous.
"Fine, you're very good. I'll wait until the day you come down! Let's see if you can still keep your mouth shut then!"
Next, one by one, the people I knew who were already dead took turns trying to get me to speak, but I remained unmoved until I saw a familiar figure.
That's my grandfather.
He is still the same as I remember him, looking like an ordinary old man from the countryside.
I resisted the urge to speak and tried to turn my face away from him, but I found that I simply couldn't do it.
That was my grandfather who raised me, the one who was willing to sacrifice his own soul to bring me back to life.
Unlike other ghosts, my grandfather didn't speak. He just looked at me with satisfaction. My eyes stung a little, and my mind was filled with random thoughts.
Are these people who come to haunt me really the spirits of the dead? Otherwise, how could their personalities be exactly the same as those in my memory?
I was a little confused, and at that moment I even wished that my grandfather would also persuade me to speak, so that at least I could tell whether it was true or false.
But he didn't. He just looked at me with loving eyes. When he saw that I seemed about to lose control, he turned around and looked ahead, simply acting as a guide.
I was trembling uncontrollably, desperately wanting to call out to him, but in the end, I held back with all my might.
If he were my grandfather, he would never expect me to speak up.
If he isn't, then there's no need for me to speak.
It seemed the tricks were over, and my grandfather's figure suddenly disappeared. In front of me was a large building, and I was now standing at the door.
It seems we've arrived. I felt somewhat dejected. In order to survive, I might have given up the chance to speak with my grandfather one last time.
"Chen Yan, you were crying and trembling just now, what happened?"
I heard Luo Tianhe's concerned voice beside me.
I wiped away my tears, and was about to say I was alright, when I realized the white silk ribbon was still floating in mid-air.
I turned to look at Luo Tianhe. He was looking at me with concern, but he was five steps away from me. Clearly, he wasn't the one who said those words.
Damn it, I almost met my demise.
I broke out in a cold sweat, feeling like I had just walked through the gates of hell.
Who would have thought that even after reaching the door, it wasn't over yet?
Moreover, that thing, whether it was a ghost or something else, could not only pretend to be dead to lure me into speaking, but it could also pretend to be alive!
After a pause, the white silk finally lowered. I looked at Master Li Qingxiao, who nodded at me, and only then did I dare to speak:
"That's so damn damn insidious and despicable!"
Seeing that I had finally spoken, the perilous guiding ceremony seemed to have ended, and Luo Tianhe then jogged over to me:
"Damn, Chen Yan, what did you just see? You were crying and laughing, and your whole body was shaking like you had an epileptic seizure."
I paused for a moment, my expression somewhat bitter:
“I saw Jin Ye, Su Heyang, Ant, and many other people. Finally, I also saw my grandfather.”
“They all urged me to speak up, but my grandfather was different. He would turn his head away when he saw that I wanted to talk to him.”
At this point, I suddenly turned to look at Li Qingxiao:
"Master, were those people I saw truly their souls?"
He seemed to have anticipated my question and let out a long sigh:
"Almost everyone who survives after using this method to find their way asks this question, but I don't know the answer to it either."
Even your master doesn't know?
"Chen Yan, don't overthink it. Let's solve the immediate problem first. Don't forget our purpose this time."
Luo Tianhe gently patted my shoulder; he knew I was emotionally unstable at the moment.
I nodded, forcibly suppressing the strange emotions in my heart, and looked at the building in front of me.
The teaching building bears three bright characters: "Building for Seeking Knowledge".
The three characters, which were originally full of vitality, now seemed to be stained with blood, and a deep resentment emanated from the plaque.
This appears to be the main teaching building, the tallest and also the most eerie.
"The atmosphere here is eerie, with illusions constantly appearing. The ghost wall here is far more dangerous than the one that trapped you last time. With the level of cultivation of the three of you, you will almost certainly get lost!"
As Master Zhang Qingxiao spoke, he took out three talismans wrapped with copper coins from his sleeve and handed one to each of the three of us.
"Keep it close to your body to keep your mind clear and free from external evil influences."
We carefully put the yellow talisman away.
I am incredibly grateful that my master took care of us this time; otherwise, let alone finding Bai Yin and performing a ritual to help her pass on to the afterlife, we ourselves would have been in grave danger.
"By the way, how long have I been walking?"
I suddenly realized something was wrong. I could see this building from the school gate. Even if it was huge, how could it take me an hour to walk there?
No matter how big this building for seeking knowledge is, it can never compare to a real mountain, so it's impossible to imagine a mountain stretching to its limit.
Moreover, I clearly remember that I was walking in a straight line, so it couldn't have been going in circles.
"About ten minutes, what's wrong?"
Li Huai replied.
This special ritual for finding ghosts even has the effect of distorting time?
I frowned.
"Chen Yan, how long do you think you walked just now? Is it different from real time? Well, if it were the same as real time, you wouldn't have been able to see so many people in ten minutes."
Luo Tianhe asked and answered his own question.
Master Zhang Qingxiao stepped onto the steps in front of the door and explained, "The time perceived by people using this ritual is different. Some people feel that time is ten times longer than it actually is, while others feel that time is shorter than it actually is."
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