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Chapter 269 The Secret of the Eye Realm

All the way down the mountain and into the village, Qiao Ziru never said a word, but walked straight forward holding the skeleton wrapped in red silk.

Qin Manjiang took a step forward and asked the old Taoist: "Old Taoist, let me ask you something."

The old Taoist glanced sideways at him and sighed: "Ask me, ask me. When I see the three of you, I will know that this situation is probably going to be difficult for me."

Qin Manjiang was stunned and didn't understand what he meant.

After thinking about it, he asked his own question: "Old Taoist Priest, is there really a soul after death in this world?"

As soon as this question came up, even Mei Sijun, who was walking silently at the back, became interested and looked much more focused.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist neither nodded nor shook his head, but looked into Qin Manjiang's eyes. In his old but bright eyes, there was an inexplicable emotion: "People with tricks like yours will have souls after death."

This answer made Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun stop in their tracks, and they looked at each other. This statement was really weird.

This old Taoist priest seems to know more than those of them who have personally participated in the ghost story game.

"etc!"

Qin Manjiang chased after him in two steps, but saw the old Taoist wave his hand, point to the old house surrounded by fences, and said: "We're at the place, I want to make some arrangements, and I'll talk to you guys later."

He said so, of course Qin Manjiang could only nod.

Although Qiao Ziru was depressed, she had stabilized. She handed the skeleton wrapped in red silk to Lao Tao, who carried the skeleton into the door. He wanted to decorate the main room into a mourning hall.

Qiao Ziru, on the other hand, sat blankly on the wooden threshold that had been trampled bare, staring blankly at the small fenced courtyard, seemingly lost in memories.

Qin Manjiang is no stranger to this kind of yard. He also grew up in such an environment during his childhood.

Although Mei Sijun grew up in the city, he has a delicate mind and can understand Qiao Ziru's emotions at this moment.

The two of them did not bother her, but looked at the old Taoist's movements in admiration.

"Ghost stories have continued from ancient times to the present, and there will always be some people who escape. Maybe the ancients were more profound in the research on ghost stories than we are today." Mei Sijun said slowly.

Qin Manjiang was also sitting on the threshold, half the size of Qiao Ziru, but Qiao Ziru was looking at the small courtyard outside the door, while he was looking at the decoration of the mourning hall inside.

After hearing what Mei Sijun said, Qin Manjiang thought for a while and asked, "Brother Mei, don't you think it's strange? Why can this old man tell at a glance that we have spiritual pupils?"

Qin Manjiang blinked. Could it be that the eyes of people like him were different from ordinary people's eyes?

After all, the old man just mentioned "tricks", which means that the "spiritual pupil" he mentioned is not the spiritual pupil points rewarded by [Pupillary Realm], but real eyes, their eyes.

Mei Sijun shook his head slightly: "I don't know either. The person who knows the most about these things is Miss Xueran. She was born into a Taoist family. The Zhong family has related records of the [Pupillary Realm] from ancient times to the present..."

Speaking of this, Mei Sijun remembered something. He heard Xu Yi mention it some time ago that Zhong Xueran's eyes began to change.

The colors of the world she saw began to be reversed and chaotic, but this was only the first step, and the dissociation of all forms would follow.

If Zhong Xueran's family really had relevant records, she shouldn't be surprised by the abnormalities in her eyes. However, in fact, she didn't know why her eyes were like this, and she was unprepared for it.

Could it be that...Miss Xueran and her family don't get along well...

Mei Sijun thought a lot at that time.

Qin Manjiang saw that the old Taoist was busy alone, Mei Sijun was thinking, and Qiao Ziru was in a daze, so he took a moment, went to the side and quietly took out [Tong Jie].

Ever since he fainted once, he could no longer actively use this [brick]-like thing. According to them, Jiang Du showed up and used it to complete the backup of Shen Zhi.

Maybe this behavior changed something...

But he didn't think it mattered. This [Tong Jie] might just be a permanent prop belonging to Jiang Du.

His own is [I].

It's the doll that pretends to be dead in the real world.

Speaking of which, Qin Manjiang once thought, could that doll be the incarnation of Jiang Du? But later, Jiang Du's consciousness appeared directly in his body, which made Qin Manjiang immediately give up his suspicion.

However, when the doll is in the Kaitan world, it obviously has some kind of [self-awareness], and it is by no means just a simple prop.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he lowered his head and looked at [Tongjie]. This time, even with the heartburn and pain, he resisted not taking it out. It was only now that [Tongjie] was completely unresponsive that he took it out.

He tried to wake up [Tongjie], but there was still no response.

It seems that now only Jiangdu can use this thing.

But the old man who was decorating the mourning hall saw the thing in Qin Manjiang's hand with sharp eyes, came over to take a look, and asked: "Is this the key to the pupil world?"

"ah?"

Qin Manjiang looked at him with a puzzled expression, and then looked at the [Pupillary World] in his hand. Isn't this thing called the Pupil World? What is the Key to the Eye Realm?

"Does it look like a key?" Qin Manjiang asked.

The old Taoist clicked his tongue in amazement and sighed: "You three are indeed from the Pupil Realm. If so, why don't you use the [Key to the Pupil Realm]?"

"Use?" Qin Manjiang glanced at the old man: "If I use it, you will probably be pulled into the world of ghost stories forever like us just now. Are you willing?"

The old Taoist shook his head: "No, little friend, you are wrong. I don't have a spiritual pupil, so the [Pupillary Realm] will not sense me."

"On the contrary, if someone uses the [Key of the Pupil Realm] when a mutation occurs, they can create a cave based on reality. The surface is the same as the real world, but there are monsters and ghosts in it, which is weird and unpredictable."

"Taoist Priest, what do you mean is that using [Pupillary World] can create a space for ghost stories, allowing those with spiritual pupils to enter and compete with ghosts and gods. If [Pupillary World] is not used, ghost stories will be born in the real world, harming the people? "Mei Sijun came over and asked aloud.

The old Taoist looked at him, his gray beard swaying as he nodded: "Yes, but even if it is born in the real world, it generally will not disturb ordinary people. It's just that you, who are born with spiritual eyes, can see When you see them, naturally they can only see you in their eyes.”

Having said this, the old Taoist touched his beard and sighed:

"There is a Little Chongyang Temple in the northwest of Fucheng. I once heard that the temple contains the secrets of the [Pupillary Realm]. However, later on, the Little Chongyang Temple had no successors and it was ruined."

Mei Sijun and Qin Manjiang looked at each other, and their hearts moved at the same time. Mei Sijun asked aloud: "I dare to ask, which family and surname is in charge of the Little Chongyang Temple?"

The old Taoist frowned, thought for a moment, and said:

"Zhong... is the surname Zhong. After Taoist friend Zhong Xuming passed away, his son's fate was unknown, and I don't know if there are any descendants left..."

Descendants...

Qin Manjiang and Mei Sijun felt incomprehensible.

Of course, there are still descendants left behind, but the descendants of the Zhong family are also trapped in the [Pupillary Realm] that they have long recorded.

Update is coming

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