Yuanshin: The sickly Leishen is in my class

It seemed a little unreliable, and it was not a long-term solution, so he gave up after thinking about it.

Helping Ying cover the quilt that was kicked under the bed, Huang Xing washed up and came to the living room on the first floor.

Zhongli, who has a ridiculously regular schedule, is still fiddling with the tea set.

The aroma of tea was lingering, and the heat was dense. Opposite him sat Hall Master Hu.

"What are you talking about?" Huang Xing asked.

"We're talking about solutions!" Hu Tao pointed to Huang Chen's two dark circles, "You don't want to go on like this forever, do you?"

"Of course I don't want to..." Huang Xing took a cup of tea naturally, and sat next to Walnut.

Hu Tao raised her chin, "Although I don't have nightmares, seeing you like this always makes me feel uneasy..."

Huang Xing thought about it, "Everything starts with obsession, so it should end with obsession. The system may not have no intention of letting you come here at this time..."

Hu Tao opened her eyes wide and pointed at herself, "Me?"

Huang Xing nodded. Although the system has never shown its independent will, in many cases, its operating logic has intentions.

For example, after the "Three Gods Discuss the Tao", the completion rate of the Demon God's mission suddenly soared a lot, which also verified that some of his guesses were correct.

"Hungry Ghost Festival is coming soon."

Suddenly, Zhong Li said suddenly.

Everyone looked at him, and Zhongli was fiddling with the tea set unhurriedly.

"This traditional funeral at the Pastoral Hall should be on the agenda."

Chapter 145 The Dissipated Obsession

The fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month is the Hungry Ghost Festival.

Auspicious: Breaking ground, burial, praying for blessings.

Taboo: Marriage.

At nightfall, Huang Xing's family drove to the mountains in the southwest of the city.

There are very few pedestrians on the road, and it is deserted.

A few pieces of paper money were slapped on the car window by the wind, Huang Xing looked over, and there was a family burning paper money at the corner of the intersection.

They put the pots on the ground, and put the burning lamps and incense candles at their feet, with solemn faces.

On the night of the Ghost Festival, it seems that the whole city has a sad and desolate atmosphere.

"It turns out that this custom is still preserved here." Zhong Li said.

Huang Chen nodded slightly.

"However, open flames are actually banned in cities."

These sacrificial activities were all carried out secretly, so there were very few things prepared, and they were not as grand as in the past.

Huang Xing looked away.

"As I said, the flame is not burning at all." Hu Tao stared at the intersection with piercing eyes.

Huang Xing felt that she was eager to try it out, and she really wanted to hold a beautiful memorial ceremony for him.

On this spooky night, the family went to the barren mountain for the purpose of holding a funeral.

A funeral without the dead...

And this night was also truly "ghostly". Through the [Souvenir Mirror], Huang Xing already saw a few ghosts on the street.

Those homeless and lonely ghosts are wandering in the streets and alleys at night. As they drive to remote places, there are more and more ghosts...

Sure enough, the words became a prophecy, and this night was like a night of ghosts.

"Do you think... this will work?" Wendy looked at everyone suspiciously.

"You mean..." Huang Xing said, "About the funeral mission, or about everyone's dreams?"

"All."

Huang Xing silently thought that the former seems to be able to be done, as for the latter...

He couldn't help but look at the two members of the Hall of Death. This funeral without the dead was created by Zhong Li and Hu Tao.

He doesn't know too much inside information.

"Of course it can be done!" Hu Tao was fiddling with the tools used in the funeral in the back seat, "Don't underestimate my hall master! This funeral will definitely be a splendid one!"

Wendy was still skeptical, "It's fine if there are no dead, and there's not even a mourning target...I've never seen such a funeral..."

"Who said there is no mourning target?" Hu Tao looked at everyone, "Everyone here has relatives and friends who want to mourn, and there are people who want to express their mourning. Today's funeral is actually held for everyone. !"

"Huh?" Huang Xing and Ying looked at each other.

Shenzi who was driving also turned his head to look over.

"A funeral for us...?" Shadow frowned.

Hu Tao coughed twice, "It's a funeral for your obsession."

Huang Xing was silent. Unknowingly, he recalled the real appearance in the dream, as well as Huzhai Palace, Sasauri, Yuyu Chiyo...

The illusion in the dream gradually turned into their real appearance.

"Funerals are used to bid farewell to the dead and express their grief." Hu Tao sighed, "In Liyue Port, it is very dangerous to be an ocean-going sailor. Shipwrecks of all kinds."

"The wind and waves hit, not to mention the corpses, even the wreckage of the ship can't be found."

"Not to mention going to the ground for peace, the soul returns to its hometown..."

"We put the relics he left at home during his lifetime in the coffin. After the cremation, the obsession dissipates, and the family members can also seek peace of mind."

"This is called a hidden burial." Mei Huatong looked at everyone, "Now you can't get rid of your obsession with the dead, so let today's fire really bury the past."

Huang Xing saw the worldly lock in Zhongli's hand.

"But..." He looked at Ying again.

Shadow is also a little helpless.

"We have nothing prepared."

"It's all right!" Hu Tao smiled again, "Some sailors who have been away from home all year round have no homes or jobs, and they can't find anything. I have also handled such funerals."

She patted behind her, where a black-painted coffin lay horizontally.

"Relics, tablets, if you want to convey something, or if you want to say something, put it in it, that's fine too."

"Oh." Huang Xing nodded and stopped talking.

The car drove from the city highway all the way to the remote countryside. The surrounding terrain was undulating, and the lights in the world gradually became scarce.

The location Zhongli and Hutao chose was quite feng shui, and it was a flat ground on a gentle slope. After getting off the car, Huang Xing helped Hutao lift the coffin and climbed up the gentle slope.

Looking at the coastal city in the distance, with water in front and mountains behind, it can be regarded as a land of mountains and rivers.

"Is it safe here?" Wendy looked around, and someone might find out if the fire was lit here.

"Ann!" Hu Tao didn't care, "Who is coming from the wilderness?"

"Forest ranger..." Huang Xing curled his lips, this is not Wuwangpo, the forest is guarded.

"If we are discovered, we will run away with the coffin on our backs! Let's go to another place!" Hu Tao said while taking out the utensils used for the funeral.

Huang Xing looked around, the trees here were sparse, blown by the wind, the shadows of black branches stretched out their teeth and claws, and the atmosphere was a little permeable.

On the night of the Ghost Festival, seeing a few strange people running around with coffins in this kind of place, no matter who sees it, they will be scared to pee...

He found that since the walnuts came, there were a lot of things like going into the woods in the middle of the night.

There are also many things in the underworld.

sub-hours down.

After Hu Tao placed the utensils, a cluster of dazzling flames appeared from the tip of her gun.

The lid of the coffin was open, and the inside was empty, but no one had the idea of ​​putting a memorial tablet inside.

Wendy walked over first, and in his hand, a feather condensed from wind elements was looming.

The feather fluttered gently in the air with the wind, and finally fell in the direction of the coffin.

"Actually, there is nothing to say." Wendy smiled and scratched her hair, "I have seen the real sky for you, and seen the poems and songs outside the cage, so... you should have no regrets. ..”

Shenzi, who was silent all the way, also stepped forward, and she gently placed a petal in the coffin.

Huang Xing saw that it was a cherry blossom petal.

Then, she turned her head, looked at Huang Chen and Ying and laughed.

"I have nothing to say, I just hope I can really sleep well tonight."

There was deep concern in Ying's eyes, and Huang Xing was also very worried about Shenzi's health, but when the words came out of his mouth, they turned into teasing.

"After today, rest assured to sleep on your beauty sleep."

The Son of God gave him a blank look.

When it was Zhongli's turn, he remained silent and put the worldly lock in the coffin.

Huang Xing noticed that the lock was unlocked.

For thousands of years, with the wisdom and ability of the rock king, how could he not be able to unlock a small stone lock.

It turned out that he didn't want to untie it at all.

Noticing Huang Xing's gaze, Zhongli showed a faint smile.

"You're also curious about what's inside the stone lock, right?"

Huang Xing was indeed curious, but he shook his head.

Zhongli smiled even better, "It's okay, I can tell you."

Huang Xing looked at him curiously, but Zhong Li said slowly: "There is nothing inside, there is nothing in the lock of the world."

"So it's like this..." Huang Xing didn't know what to say.

"Yin and Yang are orderly, fate is impermanent..."

"Use this butterfly fire to guide you..."

Fierce flames scattered in the shape of butterflies, and walnut's hair swayed in the wind.

The flames grew hotter and hotter.

Finally, Huang Xing and Ying walked forward together.

What Ying left behind was a purple gentian flower, and Huang Xing took out the source of everything from the system, the commemorative mirror.

Looking at the small mirror that had been tried to be destroyed, Hu Tao opened her eyes wide.

"you sure?"

"determine."

Huang Xing nodded, and he threw the commemorative mirror into the flames without any hesitation.

Flame wins.

There was a click, the sound of a lens shattering.

After that night, we never had that kind of nightmare again.

Chapter 146

Unknowingly, the time has come to late August, and most of the summer has passed.

After the "Remembrance Mirror and Obsession" incident ended, Huang Xing's life returned to the calmness of the past.

The "calm" of yesteryear.

Outside the yard of the beach house, there was the sound of tires rubbing violently, and that guy Wendy hit something again.

With the sea breeze blowing on the balcony, Huang Xing looked down and found that the bumper of the newly bought Audi A8 hit Zhongli's pillar.