Hundred Ghosts

There is no light and no life in the underworld, but it is very lively.

Lin Zi couldn't stop looking at both sides of the ghost street. The souls went to the underworld, some were reincarnated immediately, and some were reincarnated with others.

One day in the world, one year in the underworld. Some ghosts have to wait thousands or even tens of thousands of years before their sweetheart comes with them. After paying for their crimes, they will stay in the underworld. The life of the millennium was difficult, and the undead had to earn money to support themselves, so ghost streets appeared.

Thinking about how long he would stay in this place, Lin Zi couldn't help feeling melancholy.

After being brought to the underworld by the ghost of impermanence, he didn't cry or make trouble, and he crossed the Wangchuan River, and didn't go to Wangxiang Terrace, but directly asked to see King Yama to reincarnate as soon as possible.

The impermanent ghost likes such happy souls, so he took him to the palace of the king of hell, checked his merits and demerits, and found that he hadn't done any bad things, after another look, something was wrong, his life span shouldn't be so short.

For some reason, his yang soul dissipated completely, leaving only the yin and yin, the yin was heavy and the yang was extinguished, and his body couldn't bear it, so he died.

Human beings are formed from the word soul, and "soul" is divided into Yang soul and Yin soul. Yin soul is what he looks like now, and Yang soul refers to the person's yang energy and spiritual energy.

The Yang Soul can leave the body when a person is alive, which is also known as the "lost soul" in the legend. The person who loses the soul will lose consciousness and be in a daze. If he does not find it in time, he will die of physical exhaustion.

That is to say, if Lin Zi was reincarnated like this, he would easily die young, and his ghost soul would be damaged after a long time, and eventually he would be wiped out—the only way is to find his own soul soul.

Lin Zi smiled wryly in his heart, he lost his Yang soul, it should have something to do with He Huai, he is a ghost in a tree, he has a very heavy Yin energy, it is easy for a mortal to be absorbed by his side, even if it is not what he wants.

No wonder the master left him as soon as he said he had repaid his kindness. Don't have too many friendships with him...

Yan Wang only said to let him get back his Yang Soul, but he didn't give him any help. Now he has no other choice but to stay in Ghost Street first.

He didn't have any money in hand now, Lin Zi counted the time, when He Huai came back to find his body, and then placed the coffin and burned paper, it would take at least half a day, and it would take half a year to settle the settlement in the underworld.

The past six months have been difficult...

Fortunately, ghosts don't need to eat, and they don't feel hungry. It's just too boring to float around doing nothing all day long. Bored, he closes his eyes and recites all kinds of spells that his master taught him.This underworld is not like the mortal world, there are ghosts everywhere, he can only find a relatively quiet place to recite the spell, and when he opens his eyes, there are no ghosts in a radius of ten miles around him.

Since those ghosts make their homes here, the ghost messengers of the underworld will take care of them.Not only did he have to take care of it, but he was much worse than the officials on the ground. Hearing that Lin Zi dared to disturb the ghost like this, he slapped his chest and said, folks, don't be afraid, he will definitely go over and teach that guy a lesson.

As soon as you get close, well... a ghost exorcist!

The ghost guard dared not speak out, so he stood by and stared at him. Lin Zi silently recited the spell and then recited the book of Hundred Ghosts taught by his master. The appearance and characteristics of various ghosts, the cause and effect and the method of expulsion and avoidance.

The ghost guard was terrified when he heard that, so he hurried back to find the city god—although the official position of the city god is not great, he is not a ghost but a god, and he has the best relationship with ordinary people, so it is most suitable for him to come forward.

The City God agreed, and when he found Lin Zi, Lin Zi was sitting next to the sea of ​​flowers on the other side to enjoy the flowers.

The other shore flowers are in full bloom on Huangquan Road, the color is like fresh blood, and the road is paved with bright red, which is endless at a glance. This kind of flower is specially used to lead the way for the dead. The fragrance of the flower can awaken the memory of the dead. Lin Zi has been here for several days, and he will see it tomorrow. Many undead suddenly cried out as they walked.

The same goes for him, staying here, it is easy to think of the things before his death, master, uncle, Xiaocai, and He Huai.

The thought of him became more and more unforgettable, and when I thought of his face, my chest seemed to be severely whipped by a whip... It's really strange, obviously ghosts don't hurt.

I want to see him so much, I want to now.

But now there is a yin and yang gap between him and him, maybe I have a deep relationship with him, and I have used all my luck to get to know him, and there is nothing left.

The City God told him not to talk about exorcising ghosts here, Lin Zi deeply apologized and said that he would never do it again, the City God sighed and left.

There is no more fun to pass the time, and the days in the underworld are getting more and more difficult, day after day, without end, and the most terrible thing is that there is no hope at all.

Do you want to stay here indefinitely?

If you don't want to, there is only one way left.

Therefore, Lin Zi decided to find something fun for himself. He wanted to visit the ghost town, but He Huai hadn't burnt money for him yet. Without money, the ghost messenger at the gate would not let him enter the town.

Lin Zi counted carefully with his fingers, he has not been in the underworld for three months and it will be half a year, and it is half a day in the mortal world. He Huai should go back and see his dead body no matter how much ink marks there are, right?

For the sake of the past, shouldn't he find himself a coffin to live in?Then burn some paper or something... I can have some money to spend in the underworld.

What is He Huai doing?

He Huai buried Lin Zi's body under the roots of his tree, and the layers of roots wrapped his body tightly, not a single bit of soil seeped into his body.

Planting locust trees in front of the grave is a great revenge for the dead. The roots of the locust tree can dig up the grave and mess up the corpse.

He Huai has only one purpose for him in this way, to get him out of the underworld first.

Sure enough, not long after, Lin Zi inexplicably felt uncomfortable in the underworld. He couldn't say exactly where he was uncomfortable, and his body became more sinister, and those wild ghosts who were afraid of him were attracted to him.

Lin Zi looked at the bustling wild ghosts around him and didn't know what to say. He could sense that something was wrong with this phenomenon, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary in the underworld, so it should be because his body was passive.

The surrounding wild ghosts stared at him, there was no malice in their eyes, more like they were attracted by him-most of these ghosts were people who had done wrong things in their lifetime.Because there is no way to reincarnate, or it is too long before they are arranged to reincarnate, they are forced to stay here. I don’t know how many thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, until the memory of the soul has completely degraded, and they are here in a daze. In the circle, do things based on the instinct of the soul, lean in when you meet someone you like, and leave if you don't like it.

Maybe I will become like this in the future... Thinking of this, Lin Zi felt very uncomfortable.

"Go away..." Lin Zi frowned slightly, feeling a little annoyed. What did He Huai do to his corpse?

Really want to go back and see.

But the day of returning to the soul is the seventh day of the dead in the mortal world, and the seventh year in the underworld. Lin Zi doesn't want to be surrounded by these ghosts for the rest of the years.

He didn't know how long he stayed in the underworld. In order to get rid of the entanglement of these ghosts, he secretly recited spells to exorcise ghosts, but the wild ghosts didn't stop there, and they could always stay where he saw them.

Over time, Lin Zi also gave up.

And counting the days in the mortal world, it is already late at night.

The seven ever-burning lamps flickered faintly in front of the house, as if they could be extinguished at any time. There was a slight breeze tonight, and He Huai carefully protected the lamps for fear that they would be blown out by the wind.

This method was learned from Lin Zi's book. It was originally a method of summoning souls. He had seen Lin Zi use it before.

At the middle of the moon, he asked the plague ghost to continue to look at the ever-burning lantern, and he went to insert the soul-calling flag, then placed food under the soul-calling flag, lit incense, walked around a few times with Lin Zi's things before his death, and finally took the A bowl of rice was shouted and sprinkled at the door.

"Lin Zi, are you back..."

Lin Zi, who was doing nothing in the underworld, suddenly heard someone calling his name. At first he thought it was his own illusion, and felt depressed for a while. How could he hear it wrong when he was a ghost?

But the voice called his name again, and he couldn't help shivering. This voice was all too familiar to him—it was He Huai's voice.

Lin Zi perked up his ears suspiciously and listened again, it really was calling him.

How is this going?Is that guy summoning his own soul?

Lin Zi walked in the direction of the voice, and a mist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The clear smoke was dense, and the fog became heavier as he walked forward.

The sound of insects was very clear in the quiet night, and there was still the smell of night in the air—there were no such things in the underworld, Lin Zi exhaled lightly.

He raised his eyes and looked forward, He Huai was standing at the door, still holding the rice in his hand, just looking at him in a daze, his eyes were clearly filled with indescribable sadness, his lips trembled, but it was Nothing was said.

Lin Zi lowered his head, not daring to take another look.

"Lin Zi, are you back?"

Lin Zi responded softly, "I'm back."

"Lin Zi, go home."

"Okay, let's go home."

"..."

He Huai asked a question, and he responded, walking towards him step by step, and the last handful of rice grains just fell on him.

"Let's go." He Huai held the bowl and stretched out his other hand to him.

Lin Zi put his hand up and let He Huai hold it vaguely, "Let's go, let's go home."

Because of his approach, the ever-burning lamps under the Calling Soul Banner seemed to be brighter. Lin Zi glanced inside the house, but he didn't see the coffin or anything, so he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Did this guy throw his body into a mass grave?

No wonder he didn't even burn paper money for him, you know he was going crazy poor in the underworld!

After lighting another stick of incense, He Huai said, "Lin Zi, don't be afraid, I will definitely bring you back to life."

Lin Zi sneered, "Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky. In fact, I don't have any regrets in my heart. It's enough to see each other today. Don't do this in the future. By the way, remember to burn some paper for me in time. What do I do in the underworld?" None, I'm almost insanely poor..."

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