Chapter 399: Many of the Righteous Disciples Have Sick Brains
Granny Ma thinks that most of the righteous disciples have some brain problems, and the problems are serious.
Lin Du thought the disease was in his internal organs, but in reality it was in his brain.
"I said," Granny Ma put down what she was holding, "that girl followed me to learn some medical skills, what's your reason?"
Lin Du answered calmly, "In order to have a return visit with King Yan."
Granny Ma was annoyed, "You are so careless. Why don't you go to heaven?"
Lin Du nodded, "How do you know I will come later?"
Granny Ma: ...
Why on earth had she been so happy to see Lin Du at first? How could this person be so noisy?
Can you still say that this is the least talkative sect in the Supreme Sect? Are you just lying?
Lin Du was still staring at him. When Granny Ma finished everything and went down the mountain, she finally spoke, "It's not impossible for me to help you, but you have to get me something."
"You really have a way." Lin Du said with a smile, "It has to be you!"
Granny Ma snorted coldly, "You are the only one in the world who would make such a weird request."
Lin Du just smiled without saying anything and quickly escorted the people down the mountain.
Those who can reach the underworld are all ghosts, and they cannot have the slightest bit of life, but they do have other means.
For example, a ghost leaves the body, opens the ghost gate, and enters the underworld.
As for how to cover up the anger of the living soul, that depends on Granny Ma.
Granny Ma is the King of Corpses, so naturally she can cast a spell to deceive Lin Du.
It was a dark and windy night. The wooden door of a small courtyard shaded by green vines creaked, and a patch of faint green candlelight filled the dark courtyard, making this secluded place in the world of the living seem even more eerie.
"Why didn't you tell your fellow disciples? What if you are detained by King Yan this time and can't come back?" Granny Ma's voice was hoarseer than usual. She held a candle in her hand, but no one was seen underground.
Lin Du followed her in a stern outfit, "We'll talk about it later. I don't think King Yan would want me to be detained."
Granny Ma: ...What a big tone.
"Remember to come back and don't look back no matter who calls you. Also, my Styx water."
Lin Du hummed in response, "Then I open the ghost gate?"
Granny Ma looked at her steadily and said, "Actually, the boy in your sect who studied Lu Ban's calligraphy can also draw Yin Fu, right? Why don't you ask him for help?"
Lin Du thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, let's make a deal. If anything goes wrong, he won't blame himself."
Granny Ma looked at her and asked, "Do you think I won't blame myself if something happens to you?"
Lin Du lowered his head and arranged the formation, "It's different. It's different within our sect."
A junior who you may have some affection for but is just a casual acquaintance is completely different from a fellow student who has been with you all the way and is with you almost every day.
Soon Lin Du set up the formation, and Granny Ma cut the shape of the paper man. She condensed the power of yin from her own body, carved a talisman, and poured it into the headless and faceless little paper man.
But the faint green light condensed into characters and sank into the paper figure, and the originally flat paper figure inexplicably became a little heavier.
Lin Du turned his head to take one last look at the house where everyone lived, then knelt on one knee, raised his hand and poured spiritual power into the array on the ground. The array pattern quickly connected and became complete. The courtyard, which was originally quiet and without a trace of wind, suddenly became filled with cold winds, as if there were evil spirits howling.
When the wind blows, the gates of hell open.
Lin Du had already walked out of the formation and sat down on the spot to enter a state of meditation. A cultivator at the Qianyuan realm could already control the soul to leave the body at will.
A vague and ethereal ghost slowly floated out from the white-haired monk in meditation, and then jumped into the paper man.
The small Yin Fu paper figure slid down the table on its thin legs and walked towards the Ghost Gate Formation that had been set up before the original body fell asleep.
In just a blink of an eye, the villain had fallen into the center of the ghost gate formation.
The cold wind picked up the little paper man, swayed him around, and quickly sank into the ghost gate array.
Lin Du walked a long distance and when he opened his eyes again he found it was pitch dark. He stretched out his hand and suddenly realized that he had returned to his original form and was no longer the floating paper figure.
She had sent many people to hell in her life, but she never expected that she would have the chance to send herself to hell.
The invisible sky is like a world in its infancy of chaos, but the ground can be seen clearly. The underworld is very large, and the ghosts coming from above will appear in the small area on the edge of the underworld, waiting for the ghost messenger to register and lead the way.
Lin Du didn't want to include himself in the ghost's list for the time being, and planned to just walk through.
Even though he is a ghost, he still has spiritual cultivation. The spiritual reserve and strength of the fifth level of Tianchi Shenlian Jue are no problem for a mere ghost messenger.
Who knew that the ghost messenger was so busy that he turned around and saw Lin Du wandering outside, "You can't remember either, right? You were also sent down, right? Go forward, go in, there is a special new office in charge, next one."
Lin Du:?
She walked silently to the direction the ghost pointed and found that it was indeed very different.
There seemed to be a formation set up there that was related to concentrating the soul. Next to it was a large pot of strangely colored soup, and a ghost was talking incoherently.
The ghost messengers were all wearing the same clothes, but the texture and pattern of the clothes here were obviously much better than before, and their cultivation was also higher.
"Almost done? If almost done, take them to the city to work. There aren't many people here who need to cook for them. First, give them a bowl of tonic soup. You have to work to pay off your debts before we can judge and distribute them."
"Be careful, don't let them run to the place where the independent cultivators are, or they will be eaten by the Tuanba Tuanba."
Most of the crowded ghosts looked incomplete, but upon closer inspection they looked somewhat familiar. They were the souls of the man-made evil spirits that they had sent into reincarnation a few days ago. Because they were early works by Wen Fu's gang, the souls were not complete.
When those dazed ghosts saw Lin Du for the first time, some huddled together in fear, while others knelt down and kowtowed.
"The benefactor is here, the benefactor is here."
The ghost officials were about to offer some medicine to warm the soul, but when they heard these words, they looked at Lin Du in surprise.
The ghost cultivator who was sitting nearby and recording looked at Lin Du, "What's your name?"
Lin Du assessed the situation and said, "I am Lin Du."
"Lin Du? You can't be... that Lin Du!" The man jumped up, "Hey! Benefactor!!! Thanks to you! Several of us brothers have been promoted!!!"
"What blew you down here? Why don't you stay up there for a while?" The ghost was so regretful that he almost cried. "You are so young, why did you come down here?"
"It's true that good people don't live long!!" the man said with a trembling voice.
If Lin Du had lived a few more years there, this specially created lucrative department might have been able to exist for a few more days. This was a department directly under King Yan. Promotion was secondary. The main thing was to be able to show up in front of King Yan and become familiar to him.
Lin Du took a step back and said, "Wait a minute, I understand that they call me benefactor, but what are you doing?"
She didn't look angry at all. The ghost didn't suspect that Lin Du came here on purpose. He just thought that she had come to the wrong place. "Well, this is a long story. Oh, no, why are you here? It seems that you are not under the jurisdiction of our department, right?"
Lin Du nodded with a smile, and as he spoke, he condensed a short blade of consciousness and directly forced it to the ghost's neck, but the smile on his face did not change, "Yes, I came here specially to find you, take me to the city to find King Yan, or I will kill you."