"She's on the bus now..."
"That's a hearse. No one in it is alive. I'm afraid your friend is in grave danger."
Xu Xiaoyu's breath was choked, unable to accept it.
She and Chen Manyin are colleagues, roommates, and good friends. They get along very well in terms of both personality and life, and their relationship is in the honeymoon stage.
More than half an hour ago, the two were holding hands and laughing and joking, and each other's voice and smile are still clear in their minds.
After the old Taoist priest pulled up Xu Xiaoyu's eyelids and observed her eyeballs, he raised his hand to put it on Xu Xiaoyu's shoulder, but suddenly remembered that he didn't know the girl in front of him, and it would not be good to touch her bones directly, so he took out a human-shaped doll from the gray cloth bag.
The puppet's body is made of white cloth, and it is tightly worn in a robe sewn with pure blue cotton cloth. It has a pair of black cloth shoes on its feet, buttons as eyes, and a straight mouth sewn with a red line. Although it is simple and rough, it has all the limbs and facial features. The most delicate part of its body is the hair on its head, which is densely sewn with black wool. It is very dense and tied into small braids.
"Little girl, stand still and don't move." The old Taoist said, lifting up the puppet and placing it on Xu Xiaoyu's head.
Everyone in the room was staring at the two people. Out of some kind of respect, the others who kept quiet were completely ignored by the old Taoist priest.
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Xu Xiaoyu looked at him in confusion, feeling depressed, and didn't care too much.
"You just said that she was in danger, but it's not completely confirmed... Then, she might still be fine, right? Is there any way to... bring her back?"
After the old Taoist priest placed the puppet on top of Xu Xiaoyu's head, he looked at it carefully for a while, pretending to listen attentively. Then his eyes lit up and he looked at Xu Xiaoyu tenderly. The more he looked at her, the more satisfied he felt. He said with a smile, "Oh...you want to snatch your life from the King of Hell?"
Xu Xiaoyu thought he was saying that she was daydreaming, that Chen Manyin's life was destined to come to an end and could not be saved. She felt as if a huge stone was blocking her heart, her nose felt sore, and her eyes were hot.
"Ouch, ouch, don't piss yourself, there is still a way."
Upon hearing this, the people in the room, who were dressed differently, looked at the old Taoist priest intently.
The atmosphere was quietly enthusiastic.
"What can we do?!"
Xu Xiaoyu did not feel the change in atmosphere. Her red eyes were shining brightly as she looked at the old Taoist priest with surprise and full of anticipation.
The matter was too bizarre, something she had never encountered before, and she had not held high expectations, so she asked about it only because she felt unwilling to give up.
I didn’t expect that the old Taoist priest actually had a way. This Taoist priest is indeed a real Taoist priest and a real extraordinary person.
"The solution is ..."
The others pricked up their ears.
"Go on your own and go to the world of the dead to find your friend."
As the old Taoist priest spoke, his eyes fixed intently on Xu Xiaoyu, not missing any of her reactions.
"Me?" Xu Xiaoyu pointed at herself in surprise.
"Yes, why, are you scared?"
"…It sounds a bit scary, but I don't know how to get there?"
"Then you don't have to worry, I can take you there~"
The old Taoist priest smiled kindly and benignly, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, like the wolf grandmother who seduced Little Red Riding Hood.
“…”
Xu Xiaoyu lowered his head and said nothing. He rubbed his index fingers together, feeling scared and tormented.
"Hey hey hey! Be careful!"
The old Taoist priest shouted and hurriedly caught the doll that had slipped off Xu Xiaoyu's head because she suddenly lowered her head.
After catching the doll, the old Taoist priest was obviously relieved. He carefully and respectfully placed the doll on the sofa, making it sit.
Xu Xiaoyu was so troubled by his own thoughts that he had no time to notice the amused look on the old Taoist's face.
People often say that they have encountered ghosts and spirits, but they don't know whether they are true or not. There are countless rumors and stories related to this, and all of them are mysterious, eerie, and terrifying. Just hearing about them can make timid people so scared that they dare not have any contact with them again.
She was also afraid of this.
In the past, just her fantasies would scare her, but now she has to experience it in person. The "world of ghosts" that the old Taoist priest talked about must be a place full of ghosts. How could she not hesitate and be afraid?
However, Xu Xiaoyu always felt in his heart that Chen Manyin was also responsible for being on the hearse.
If I hadn't said the taxi fare was too expensive...
Now I have a chance to save Chen Manyin. If I give up because of fear, I will never be able to forgive myself for the rest of my life and face up to what happened to Chen Manyin.
"I..." Xu Xiaoyu stammered.
"Little girl, you are going to save someone, so make a decision quickly. Otherwise, maybe he is still alive a moment ago, but you can't be sure about that in a while."
"Oh my god! But I've seen those 'people' on the hearse before. I can't beat them, so it's useless to go."
The old Taoist priest's eyebrows relaxed, and he smiled. He was in a good mood. Instead of answering, he asked, "Are you sure you want to go? You are halfway there, but there is no turning back..."
"I'll go."
Xu Xiaoyu's eyes became much more determined, and he was also making some plans in his mind.
When I came here, I heard from the police uncle that although this Taoist priest was not a staff member, he was still one of their internal staff. If I had an accident because of him, would I not have to pay compensation? My family could also get some compensation, so I didn't have to worry too much about my parents' poor life.
In short, she had to go.
For Chen Manyin, and also for myself.
…………
"Hey~whoosh! Hey~whoosh! Hey~whoosh!"
Thousands of ghosts who looked no different from ordinary people were divided into several rows in a fan shape. They made sounds of doing hard labor and, like tug-of-war, they held long black ropes in their hands and used their soul power to drag the long black ropes behind them.
Different from the ordinary tug-of-war posture, the long black rope in the hands of the ghosts is like a baton. They make sure that the end they hold in their hands is caught by the person behind them before they take the other end from the person in front of them.
The ghosts hold death energy in their hands. They use their bodies as a guide to guide the death energy bit by bit and bring it to the front of the Thousand-Faced Mirror so that the Thousand-Faced Mirror can transfer the death energy into their bodies.
Using this method to transfer dead air is much faster than clearing and eliminating the dead air.
Therefore, the dark world quickly adjusted its policies and ordered the ghosts at work to fully cooperate with the Manifold Mirror to eliminate the death energy.
There was a greedy dark world manager who wanted to stir up trouble and wanted to take the Manifold Mirror over to study it first, but his fists were not strong enough, so he was beaten by Luo Zheyu. He was still not convinced, so he was beaten a second time.
Secondly, there is more than one manager in the dark world, and most of them are not stupid. They would be happy to get rid of the dangerous source of death energy. In addition, Luo Zheyu's strength is there, so he suppressed those who were causing trouble in vain.
"Come on! Come on, everyone!"
In the tug-of-war team, a skinny kid who looked about seven or eight years old broke away from the team and ran and shouted happily.
"You little brat, you don't work hard and you're lazy. Be careful that you won't be able to be reborn for eight or ten years!"
A man who was familiar with him laughed and scolded.
"I'm not afraid as long as Xiaobao is with me!" The little ghost made a face at him.
Not far away, a little boy of two or three years old with a chubby face and wearing a red bellyband with arms as thin as lotus roots revealed heard his name being called and looked up.
He was holding a black rope formed by death energy in his hand and was about to pass it to the person behind him.
"Be good, little babe. Ignore him. He's very naughty."
The old hand behind him touched his soft hair and spoke gently.
"Well!" Xiaobao handed her the dead air, his chubby face full of seriousness. "Great-grandmother, I know, I am young, I have committed few sins, I don't have to do much work, Xiaolu is just talking nonsense, he is very naughty, I will not stay with him for ten or eight years!"
He looks only two or three years old, but his mind is precocious. It's just that he was only this old before he became a ghost. After becoming a ghost, his appearance will not change anymore. Therefore, no matter how long he stays in the dark world, he will always look like the last moment of his life.
Xiaobao's great-grandmother stayed in the dark world for a long time, starting by herself, until her husband came down, then her children, and finally her grandchildren...even her great-grandchildren came down, but she was unwilling to reincarnate.
In her opinion, life in the dark world is also possible, and there is no need to reincarnate.
…
“It’s still too slow.”
Luo Zheyu muttered as he watched the progress of the Thousand-Faced Mirror absorbing and transferring the death energy.
At the current rate, the day when the death energy is completely transferred away by the omnidirectional mirror may have to wait three to five years.
It takes too long.
There must be some other way to speed it up.
"When it's daybreak outside, I'll take you back."
He said to the young girl.
The outside refers to the human world outside the underworld.
"...Thank you. My name is Chen Manyin."
After half a day, after Chen Manyin finished eating the fruit he gave her, she felt much warmer and stronger, and she was not as scared as at the beginning. The scenery in the dark world was beautiful, it was a dreamy and novel thing that she had never seen before.
The "ghosts" seen around us, apart from walking with a light feel and floating in the air, their speech and behavior are no different from those of normal people.
They are just continuing their lives in another way, waiting to enter reincarnation.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Chen Manyin's courage, which had been shrunk by fear, gradually recovered.
"Ouch!" A little kid, about seven or eight years old, passed by like a gust of wind. He tripped over something and suddenly fell to the ground. The head on his neck rolled away like a ball, while he was still screaming.
“…”
Chen Manyin took back what she had said in her heart and silently stepped aside, further away from the little ghost and closer to Luo Zheyu.
…
"Wait here first, stay next to the Mirror, he will protect you."
Luo Zheyu suddenly remembered something, said something to Chen Manyin, and turned to leave.
"Wait! My Lord!"
"My Lord, where are you going? Don't abandon me~~~~"
Because the transfer requires death, the entire body of the device is howling in the omniface mirror outside.
If Luo Zheyu suddenly left this world now, the Thousand Faced Mirror would not have the ability to travel through the world, and the consequence of being left behind would be that it would stay in this world forever, and it would be difficult to sever the relationship between the two before the current owner, Luo Zheyu, died.
The Manifold Mirror knew very well that Luo Zheyu was not interested in this artifact of his and even despised it. Only this time, because of the death energy loaded into it, did the two of them become slightly closer.
But when it comes to feelings, there really is... not a single one.
The Manifold Mirror is of no use to Luo Zheyu, but Luo Zheyu is the dawn of hope for the Manifold Mirror.
Luo Zheyu can travel through the world. By following him, he can reach a world with abundant spiritual energy. Sooner or later, he can repair his broken body to its peak state.
A perfect artifact spirit should stay in a complete artifact.
So he was panicked.
Very insecure.
He felt that Luo Zheyu was now like a scumbag who had slept with him and wanted to run away after pulling up his pants. He tricked him into using the small world to load the death energy and then looked for an opportunity to escape.
Although this metaphor is not quite appropriate, it fits Wanmianjing's mood at the moment.
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