Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

Xie Jingshu hid his shadow and headed for the ghost world. After entering the ghost world, it was a dark sky and the dead were lined up in front of the ghost gate. Some of them had disfigured faces and some had incomplete limbs. Xie Jingshu lowered his head and dared not look.

"How did you die?" a short ghost with a dark complexion asked an old man holding a lantern.

"He was beaten to death by a local bully while selling vegetables on the street," the old man cried.

The ghost said impatiently, "Alright, alright, forget it, and go over quickly."

After saying this, he reconnected his leg bone which was about to break apart, and waited for the old man to leave.

The ghost then asked a beautiful woman behind him whose arms and legs were about to be broken, "How did you die?"

"He fell to death while escaping," the woman said.

Just like that, it was soon Xie Jingshu's turn. The envoy registered in the notebook and looked up at him.

"How did you die, sir?"

"I'm so angry," Yinchai didn't seem so impatient anymore.

"It seems that good-looking people have bad tempers. Put your hands up," Xie Jingshu said in confusion.

“Why should I put it up, and they don’t use it?”

"Sir, I see that you are not an ordinary person, so I came to see you,"

Xie Jingshu placed his hand on it, and a white light shone from the stone-like ruler, revealing...

"The friendship between you and me as master and disciple has ended. May we never meet again in heaven or on earth." Then Xie Jingshu leaned against the table and bled to death.

Xie Jingshu didn't expect that this ruler could also reflect the things of the previous life. He was amazed. The ghost looked at him and

"You have already escaped from the six realms of reincarnation. Logically, you shouldn't be here."

Xie Jingshu asked, "What do you mean?"

Yinchai said, "You are not like ordinary mortals, but you have more obsessions than ordinary people."

Xie Jingshu asked, "What obsession do I have?"

"Isn't this what it is?" The ghost pointed at Ye Fengci who appeared on it. "You have him in your soul, isn't that obsession? Okay, you can go now."

Xie Jingshu walked on without knowing why. His obsession with Ye Fengci might be to teach him a lesson. This could be considered an obsession. He did not continue thinking about it, but instead explored the source of the evil energy.

He walked along the bank of the Forgotten River, and a purple grass attracted him.

Purple Source Grass never sees the sun and has no fertile soil. It grows out of thin air and survives against the will of heaven. Only in this way can it heal the wounds caused by heavenly punishment.

If he were to pick it and make medicine from it, Xie Jingshu immediately gave up the idea, thinking that he was really crazy. He shook his head and wanted to move forward, but his feet were still led towards the purple source grass by some unknown force. He thought it was just a matter of saving the little animal.

He walked towards the Purple Origin Grass and tried to pull it out with his spiritual power, but found that he could not make the roots of the Purple Origin Grass leave the bank of the Wangchuan River. Xie Jingshu changed his power and tried to pull it out with his hands.

"Who are you? Why do you want to take him?" A green ghost flew out from the Purple Source Grass and turned into a woman. Because the water of the Forgetful River eroded her muscles and bones day by day, even without a physical body, her soul was broken. The Purple Source Grass was here so that her soul would not be scattered, but it would not be far away either. Those who could attach themselves to the Purple Source Grass were also people with immortal fate.

Xie Jingshu asked, "Why are you here, young lady? Why don't you go and reincarnate as a human?"

The girl said, "I am waiting for someone. He asked me to wait for him here and come to see me soon."

Xie Jingshu knew that he was another infatuated man, "How long have you been waiting?"

The woman thought for a long time, "I can't remember, for a long, long time."

"Young lady, you are destined to be immortal. If you keep waiting here, you will only end up dying. Why are you so persistent?"

The girl was a little crazy, "I love him, I want to wait for him,"

Xie Jingshu said, "Love him? If you don't even love yourself, how can you love others?"

"Love, myself," the girl was speechless for a moment, stunned, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

Xie Jingshu said, "In time, your soul will be eroded by the water of the Wangchuan River, and you will not be able to reincarnate. You will be unrecognizable. Who will recognize you?"

"I will forget him when I am reincarnated. I don't want to forget him."

Xie Jingshu said, "This is not difficult. I will find a way to preserve your memory. After reincarnation, you can go find him again in the vast world."

The girl asked in surprise, "Why do you have such a solution?" Xie Jingshu pointed to the Wangchuan River.

"In fact, your soul has been marked with everything about him. For hundreds of years, plus this water, it has long been inseparable from you. You'd better leave this place quickly."

The girl asked, "What if I can't find him in my reincarnation?"

In his previous life on earth, Xie Jingshu had long been accustomed to such dramas. He coaxed people into committing suicide for love, but in the end he did not dare to do so, causing people to lose their lives. It was really abominable. Fortunately, there were still people who believed in it. He had often heard people mention suicide for love in his previous life, but he had never seen such a real one.

The girl hesitated, and Xie Jingshu urged her, "Don't worry, I won't lie to you."

"No, I want to ask you, what's your name?" Xie Jingshu thought about it and decided that it would be okay to tell a mortal his name, so he told her.

"Sir, if I can find him, I will be with him forever..."

Xie Jingshu said again, "Even if you find him, don't forget to love yourself first. The girl has a destiny to be an immortal. In the next life, you might as well cultivate immortality."

The girl said, "Listening to your words today has solved my confusion for a hundred years. I will definitely remember you in the future."

Xie Jingshu waved his hand, "You don't need to remember anyone, just remember yourself."

Without saying much, Xie Jingshu walked along the bank of the Wangchuan River, thinking about how to bring the Purple Source Grass back. Now there was only a wisp of soul around him, and the Purple Source Grass was a real thing.

Xie Jingshu tried twice to dissolve the Purple Source Grass in his palm. If it didn't dissolve, it would be fine. Just as he was thinking this, the Purple Source Grass really dissolved in his palm on the third try.

"I have done my best," Xie Jingshu muttered to himself as he walked forward. The twelve ghost kings in the ghost world would not have so much demonic energy, and it would not be easy to find them.

He walked along the way, avoiding the patrolling ghosts, sometimes hiding in the corners and watching secretly. Unknowingly, he entered a prison cell. The calls of "let me out" kept coming to his ears. Xie Jingshu hurriedly returned the same way. Generally, there are more guards in such places than anywhere else.

Two ghost messengers walked in front of Xie Jingshu, who hid behind a stone pillar. The two whispered to each other, "Did you know? Our Ghost King has a new beauty and they are going to get married tonight."

Xie Jingshu was quite surprised that ghosts wanted to get married. Another ghost messenger said,

"Those who were caught don't seem to be willing to do it."

"The Fourth Ghost King is a playboy. I don't know how many beauties he has married. That beauty has heard of the Fourth Ghost King for a long time, but I don't know if it will work out."

"The four ghost kings are very capable. If the beauty doesn't agree, she will suffer."

After hearing this, Xie Jingshu sneaked away. The demons and monsters were more perverted than each other. The magic stone was not lit, and the demonic energy was not here. He followed the direction of the demonic energy.

The weather in the ghost world is even worse than that in the demon world. One is gray and the other is dark. There are wailing sounds everywhere. As soon as you hear them, you know that someone is being tortured again.

Xie Jingshu hid and dodged until he finally reached the vicinity. "The Palace of the Four Ghost Kings?"

Xie Jingshu read it out loud. The four ghost kings are in charge of the punishment of hellfire. They will throw the evildoers into the oil pan and punish them.

Xie Jingshu held his head and thought, couldn’t this evil spirit choose another ghost king? Did it have a grudge against him?

In order to prevent others from noticing anything unusual, he turned his white hair into black, and like other ghost catchers, he went in with his hair loose.