The matter of the snow demon seemed to have been resolved so easily, and the underworld welcomed the annual Zhongyuan Festival, which is what the mortal world calls the Ghost Festival.
It is also the day when ghosts who are still being punished in hell return to the mortal world to be worshipped by their families.
On earth, every family worships their ancestors. Some worship their ancestors in the family ancestral hall, while others go to the graves of their relatives to burn paper money and incense. After dark, they will bring firecrackers, paper money, incense and candles, and burn some paper money and light incense and candles at the street entrance to send their ancestors on their way. The light of the incense and candles will illuminate the way for the souls to return to the underworld.
On this day, the gates of hell opened wide, and the souls that had suffered torment and pain, led by the ghost, floated towards their long-cherished hometown.
Jiuxi stood at the gate of hell, looking at those transparent souls, feeling a little melancholy. He didn't know where his irresponsible father had gone. It had been so many years and he still hadn't come back.
Judge Cui closed the Book of Life and Death, looked at Jiuxi, and said, "Sir, people often release river lanterns on this day. Why don't you take the young prince to see it?"
The mortal world of releasing river lanterns is also quite lively. These lanterns are simply a lantern strung on a small wooden board, often shaped like a lotus flower using colored paper. These lanterns are meant to guide the ghosts of those who died unjustly. When the lanterns go out, the lanterns have completed their mission of guiding the souls across the Naihe Bridge. On that day, all shops close, leaving the streets to the ghosts.
However, Jiuxi clearly only wanted to take Mingye to the human world, but the little fox and the soul-hunting dog looked at her with pitiful eyes, begging her to take them both with her. Jiuxi, considering that the soul-hunting dog was relatively obedient, reluctantly took the fox and the soul-hunting dog with her on the road.
Sitting in the carriage, the soul-hunting dog slumped weakly on the soft cushion, and from time to time he opened the curtains to look at the scenery outside the window. When he saw the dense forest again, the soul-hunting dog lay down again with a sad face. In fact, the soul-hunting dog had seen too many ghost dogs in the underworld and wanted to see dogs in the human world.
The carriage had a large space and even had a small table. At this moment, Ming Ye was leaning on the table, holding a book in his bare hands, quietly looking at the words on the book. His previous murderous aura had turned into a scholarly aura at this moment, and he looked much softer, and even his outline was no longer so cold.
The ghost messengers from the underworld were clearly insufficient; even Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai had been dispatched. Now, outside, in the cold wind, Jiu Xi was the one driving the vehicle. She held the rope in one hand, gazing at the rapidly changing scenery before her, pondering something. The appearance of the snake demon that day was definitely no accident...
The snake demon's eyes were full of calculations, but what exactly was the snake demon calculating? Speaking of snake demons, Jiuxi couldn't help but think of Huaying, the miserable snake, who was still suffering in hell...
But at this time, she ignored a very important issue and was only driving the horse half-heartedly. Mingye was growing up slowly, and the agreed day was getting closer and closer.
The carriage stopped in Kyoto. Jiuxi jumped off the horse and then opened the carriage curtain with a dog paw. The soul hound, which was originally naked, was wearing a small golden vest. It was really... as coquettish as it could be. The soul hound placed its paw on Jiuxi's hand proudly, and said with extraordinary nobility, "Jiuxi, help me get off the carriage!"
This made Jiuxi think of the several storybooks that were lost in his room... They must have been stolen by this naughty dog!
However, the next moment the soul-hunting dog was disheveled in the wind, and not only were its clothes stripped off, but it was also threatened by Jiuxi that if it suddenly spoke human language, he would throw it into the stinking ditch.
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