Chapter 149: Ten Thousand People Trap

"Slow down, don't move!"

At the same time, a man with a full beard came out from the place where the evil spirits gathered. He

ran quickly and blocked Mu Li.

"Master, can you give us a way to live? We just want to survive, we don't want to be torn apart."

Mu Li looked at the man in front of him strangely. Although he couldn't understand what he said, he didn't feel any malice from him, so he let go.

"Are you the culprit for the spread of the little ghosts here?"

The bearded man shook his head bitterly, I am not the culprit, and we are not guilty.

Mu Li frowned and wanted to see the man's face, but found that it was blocked by a cloud of mist.

"There are so many houses built on this land, and you drove them out and took them for yourselves, which has seriously affected the order of the world. Aren't you afraid that the people from the underworld will cause trouble for you?"

The bearded man smiled bitterly: "Underworld? The little ghosts here have lost the chance to reincarnate, and we haven't seen people from the underworld for decades! If we really see the Black and White Impermanence, I hope they can take these little ghosts away."

He looked around with a sad face: "We have been here for more than 80 years. If they can reincarnate, even if they become small insects and cockroaches, they still have another life, unlike now when they can only linger on."

Mu Li heard him say this and became curious about them.

"What's going on?"

The man pulled his mouth bitterly, his beard twitched, and there was no smile at all.

"Has this master ever heard of the mass grave?"

Mu Li's pupils shrank suddenly after hearing this.

The mass grave!

According to legend, tens of thousands of people were buried in the grave, and tens of thousands of souls lingered around, crying sadly.

"The mass grave! When was it built?"

The beard man looked around: "We have rich mineral resources here. Those invaders have taken a fancy to our mineral resources, but no one is mining them. Where do these people who mine them come from!"

Mu Li felt bad after hearing this. It turned out to be that period of time.

That period of time was the time of rise, when thousands of people fought together for the same goal.

It was also the time when countless people suffered.

"We found a very rich mineral in this mountain. People there said it was a very rare metal. They gathered people from the villages around us, regardless of gender, age or status, and all were captured to mine."

As if he remembered that experience, the beard on the man's face could not stop his pain.

"There is no mining anymore. Those people drove us all to the mine and installed a time bomb in the mountain. At the same time, nearly tens of thousands of us were buried here. From then on, this place became a mass grave."

Mu Li's face was complicated after hearing this.

Originally, those little ghosts were so arrogant, and he wanted to teach them a lesson, but now he has no intention of doing so.

"At that time, tens of thousands of our souls were here. I was the village chief of the village at the foot of the mountain. We had no way to leave the mountain. We could only watch the familiar faces in our village slowly disappear in front of us."

"For decades, I watched my wife and son, my brothers and sisters, and those strangers I met in the mine, leave us one after another."

"They are not reincarnated, they are scattered. We have never seen the Black and White Impermanence. We can't reincarnate."

When he said this, tears fell from the man's eyes, and his body became a little illusory.

Mu Li didn't know what to comfort him. She hadn't experienced that time, and she didn't understand the despair at that time.

It would be too dry to comfort him now.

"Just a few decades ago, there were tens of thousands of ghosts, but only a few thousand are left. They are still slowly dispersing. I don't know which village they are from. I heard that they learned some Taoism and used the remaining thousands of ghosts to build such a place. I don't understand what it is, but I know that we will no longer dissipate. The center of this formation controls all of us."

He looked at Mu Li with pleading eyes and said, "It's right here. It's where the remaining little ghosts and everything the old ghosts have. Once it is destroyed, we will never be able to survive."

He knelt down and said, "Master, I beg you to give us a way out. We want to live. This place originally belonged to us. We just want to live well."

Live well!

These four heavy words, the village chief in front of him is carrying too much.

He watched helplessly as his former friends and relatives disappeared. In order to live well, he used the souls of the remaining people to form a formation so that their souls could stay in this world.

Mu Li wanted to say something, but found that his voice was hoarse.

After listening to the words of the man in front of him, he found that everything was so pale.

"If, if I can let you reincarnate, are you willing?"

The man's face was shining with excitement.

"Really? Can you really send these children to reincarnate?"

He didn't even mention himself.

Mu Li nodded: "Before, I also tried to save those little ghosts, but found that it didn't work at all. Now after hearing what you said, I understand that all their soul cores are stored in this place. Use the yin energy of those ghosts to nourish those cores, so that their bodies can be outside!"

"With these cores, I can save them, but in the underworld, all your actions will be settled. As for what you will be reincarnated into, I don't know."

The underworld has its own set of operating rules. So far, the Black and White Impermanence has never had any contact with Mu Li.

At most, they have met from a distance, and there is no way to say that they know each other.

The bearded man nodded excitedly: "As long as there is this opportunity, no matter what they are reincarnated into, they can still survive and have the possibility of becoming real people, that's enough."

Mu Li nodded, and the man immediately stepped aside.

At a glance, he saw the unique formation inside. If he was not mistaken, it was a very simple Yin Gathering Formation.

It seems that the man said that he only knew a little about Taoism, and he was not lying at all.

This formation is very simple, but it has protected hundreds of soul cores.

It allowed these little ghosts to survive until now.

The little ghosts were densely packed in the formation, looking at the bearded man with trust.

Mu Li could hear them calling the man: "Grandpa Village Chief!" He

pinched his hands and silently recited the mantra for salvation. Soon, the door above slowly opened, and the Black and White Impermanence stood there.

When he saw that it was Mu Li, his expression was slightly surprised.