Chapter 9:
Early in the morning, the shorty roommate went to class.
Last night, he tossed and turned at the police stat mo aion until three in the morning, and by the time the two of them got home and washed up and slept, it was already past four. Lian Xi had a biological clock and woke up at eight o’clock sharp, having slept for less than four hours.
Su Jiao: “Lian Xi, I’m leaving.”
The youth in the kitchen who was cooking instant noodles raised his eyes to look at his roommate in front of the door and softly hummed.
With a click, the gate closed.
Only one person was left in the empty house again.
After cooking the noodles, he found the mobile phone holder and looked for an uploader on a video website that commented on the film. Lian Xi ate the noodles while watching the video. After watching the ten-minute short video, the noodles were just about finished.
Lian Xi yawned and walked towards the bedroom.
When he got up this morning, Su Jiao mentioned the matter of Liu Lang once, but the two didn’t say much more.
Perhaps Su Jiao could see that Lian Xi didn’t want to care about it anymore, so he didn’t talk about it.
There are too many poor and sad things in this world, hundreds of people die every second. If you really want to control it, who can care and control all of it?
Lian Xi never interfered with ghosts.
People have their own destiny in this world.
He’s been living in the fan factory for a year. Half a year ago, Chen Jianjun’s ghost suddenly appeared next door, didn’t he know?
Of course he knows.
He just chooses not to look, doesn’t listen, doesn’t ask.
It has nothing to do with him.
He did not owe Chen Jianjun anything, he is just an ordinary struggling, dress warmly and eat one’s fill; have adequate food and clothing who is on the line of subsistence 18000 line small anchor.
If not for that night Chen Jianjun suddenly came to his home, that kind of matter happened, perhaps until he moved out of the fan factory and the dormitory building was demolished, he would not say more to Chen Jianjun. Moreover, he will not accidentally help him find out the murderer of the tragedy twenty three years ago.
Liu Lang is now alive or dead.
But who knows, this may not be his long-destined death yet?
Lian Xi thought about it and sighed softly.
Still not close enough.
If it was Uncle Li who had lost a spirit, even if he called the police and was suspected by the police, he must retrieve that soul. People are selfish, he and Liu Lang were not familiar with each other, and even the two of them didn’t get along well before. He had thought of all the ways he could think of, and now that things had come to this, Lian Xi felt that he had already done his best.
While thinking, Lian Xi walked towards the bedroom. However, the next moment he walked into the bedroom, suddenly, the door rang.
Lian Xi froze and walked over to open the door, “It’s something I forgot and didn’t take it…”
The sound ended abruptly.
The ghost outside the door looked at him and smiled crookedly, “Hey, hey, signing?”
The person inside the door’s mouth twitched, “….”
….
Can he just fucking leave me alone!!!!
That’s right, standing outside the door was none other than Liu Lang’s ghost!
A male ghost in a suit with a pale face, if you don’t look at the bloody wound on his forehead, you completely can’t tell whether it’s a ghost or not.
Lian Xi was completely out of temper and directly made a phone call, calling his roommate back.
As soon as Su Jiao came home, “F*ck?!”
His gaze turned halfway between Lian Xi and Liu Lang, then finally looked at Lian Xi, his eyes suspicious: “How much money do you owe him? He won’t let you go even after he dies?”
Lian Xi: “….”
“I’m not familiar with him at all!”
Su Jiao nodded his head, with a face full of “Okay, whatever you say is right” expression.
Lian Xi: “……”
Su Jiao thought for a moment and asked Stray: “We can’t help you now, where do you live in your own home, what family members do you have, do you know?”
Stray glanced at Su Jiao, then looked at Lian Xi, smiling sorrowfully, “Signing?”
Lian Xi: “….”
Su Jiao thought about it and asked Liu Lang, “We can’t help you now, where do you live? Family members, do you have it? Do you know it?”
Stray glanced at Su Jiao, then looked at Lian Xi, smiling sorrowfully, “Sign a contract?”
Lian Xi: “….”
Su Jiao: “I see that in your case, in all probability, you accidentally hit your head, and your soul body was shaken, resulting in one of your soul being knocked out of your physical body and displaced. If you don’t get this one spirit back, it will be dangerous.”
Liu Lang: “Hey, hey, sign up?”
Su Jiao: “After your soul has left your body for double 7 or forty-nine hours, you are truly dead. Where exactly is your original body, can you find it yourself?”
Liu Lang: “Hey, hey, hey, hey, sign up?”
Lian Xi: “….”
Su Jiao: “….”
Su Jiao: “You still dare to say that you don’t know him well?!”
Lian Xi: “？！！！”
I really don’t know him well!!!!
This time, Lian Xi really couldn’t wash himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
No matter how much he talked to Wandering, he would only repeat that one sentence, asking Lian Xi to sign the contract with him!
Su Jiao was completely out of ideas.
He wanted to save the person more than Lian Xi, but the problem was that there was nothing he could do. Su Jiao muttered in a low voice: “If my senior uncle is here there must be no problem…”
Lian Xi raised his eyebrows, “Then call your senior uncle over?”
Su Jiao immediately collapsed: “My senior uncle is in seclusion, I can’t find him!”
Lian Xi: “Don’t you celestial masters have any mutual contact information? Find a few more of your celestial master friends?”
Su Jiao was speechless: “You think you are writing a novel, also a Heavenly Teacher (title of the head of the Taoist religion) but also a friend. We, dark cultivators are all in charge of their own, each cultivating their own path. I’ve only seen one Xuan cultivator since I was a kid, my senior uncle! Oh yeah, counting you, you’re the other one.” After a pause, he stroked his chin, “But it’s so strange, it’s reasonable to say that if there’s a soul in Su City wandering around on the road in broad daylight, still a living soul, the local Black and White Irregulars should have discovered it a long time ago, and even sent this spirit back. How come there has been no movement?”
Lian Xi thought for a moment, “Too many things to do, too busy?”
Su Jiao: “Have you seen an unusually large number of ghosts appearing in Su City recently?”
Thinking for a moment, Lian Xi said, “Then they might not have noticed?”
Su Jiao’s expression as if saying you’re teasing me, “Huh? Do you know how scary Su City’s Heibai Wu Chang: two deities, one dressed in black and the other in white, responsible for escorting the spirits of the dead to the underworld?”
Lian Xi: “Eh, how scary?”
Su Jiao reveals a fearful expression, “It’s terrifying! How bad is the reputation of your Su City, don’t you have a little bit of B in your heart? China’s Su City, give off an unbearable stink!”
Lian Xi: “….”
You’re the one who stinks! Your whole family stinks!
Su Jiao: “Other places of black and white impermanence are still normal people, dark cultivators went to their territory, Well-water does not mix with river water.—I’ll mind my own business, and you mind yours. or Keep out of each other’s affairs. But you, Su City, have a bad reputation! Those two guys are crazy! No one is allowed to enter the city of Suzhou. If they come in, they come to steal jobs with them, and want to beat people! The problem is that they’re stronger than the rest of the Black and White Irregulars! My uncle once came to Suzhou City for a trip, and before the bus came in, it was targeted by those two guys, which almost led to a bus crash on the highway’s massacre or tragedy!”
Lian Xi: “Eh, is it that serious?”
Su Jiao: “More serious than that! Moreover, those two guys in your Su City are not only cruel to dark cultivators, they are also cruel to their fellow ghosts! dark cultivators can’t enter Su City, and the Black and White Irregulars can’t enter either, once they enter, they have to fight!”
Lian Xi was silent: “Is the sense of territory so strong?”
Su Jiao coughed, he looked around to make sure that a black and white impermanent couldn’t come out from nowhere, then he came to Lian Xi’s ear and said quietly, “My uncle said, because they are two dead rabbits.”
Lian Xi was surprised: “Can a dead rabbit also be a ghost messenger?”
Su Jiao squeezed his eyebrows, “That, that rabbit.”
“Which rabbit?”
“That one~”
Lian Xi: “Which one?”
Su Jiao: “The two dead faggots!!!”
Lian Xi: “….”
Liu Lang, who kept giggling on the side: “Hey, hey, signing up?”
……
By this time, Lian Xi’s brain turned around, and the melon that was half-eaten yesterday finally connected!
Previously, Su Jiao said that Suzhou City is a haunted place, and he was afraid of running into “those two guys” after he got into the graduate school of Suzhou City University. Now it seems that he is afraid of coming to the city of Suzhou, encountering Hei Bai Wu Chang of Suzhou!
When Su Jiao’s uncle travelled to Suzhou City, he was almost killed. Now Su Jiao has come to attend the college, already staying there three years, it was only natural that he is afraid.
But ……
Lian Xi: “If the Black and White Irregulars of Su City are very strong, so strong that…. far-named; one’s mighty reputation spreads far and wide,therefore it’s impossible that they didn’t realize that someone’s soul had left their body.”
Su Jiao: “You have a point. So ….”
Lian Xi: “So?”
Su Jiao nodded with a serious face, “So I guess they are already dead.”
Lian Xi: “….”
Su Jiao folded his hands, put the palms together before one (a Buddhist greeting), “I hope the two of them are alright.”
Sweeping a glance at the short roommate who was full of gloating, Lian Xi faintly said, “The old hope project.”
Su Jiao: “Eh…hey.”
After casually rambling, the topic of the two returned to Liu Lang.
Su Jiao directly said, “I’m out of ideas. Unless I find his original body, I may still have a way.”
Lian Xi pondered for a long time and said, “I might be able to try.”
“What? How can I try it?”
Slightly shaking his arm, Lian Xi raised his left hand, revealing the thin red thread tied around his wrist and the bronze bell on it.
“Try it this way.”
***
Three o’clock in the afternoon, Suzhou City Park.
In the penthouse of a certain high-class flat, the young anchor with dyed yellow hair was collecting his luggage and preparing to leave.
On one of the viaducts leading to the park, two old policemen were chatting idly as they drove to the place they had visited in the early hours of this morning.
On the other hand, in a certain neighbourhood separated by a whole piece of Jingdu Lake.
Brilliant sunlight shone in through the living room window, illuminating the soul sitting on the sofa that was gradually becoming discrete, and the two young men standing in front of him, approaching step by step.
Su Jiao was rather hesitant: “What if I get killed.”
Lian Xi’s expression was calm and his tone was light: “Treat the dead horse as a living horse.”
[To give medicine to a dead horse (idiom): keep trying everything in a desperate situation]
Wandering with a silly grin on his face, “Hey, hey, sign it up?”
Lian Xi glanced at him and stretched out his left hand.
Only on that white and thin wrist was tied an ancient and old bronze bell. It didn’t move, and at first glance it seemed inconspicuous, but as long as one paid attention to it, one would not be able to take one’s eyes off of it. Just by looking at it, you feel clear and bright, the imperial court is open, and the many knots in my heart are also evacuated a lot.
In other words.
Heart, quiet.
His right hand slowly pressed on the bell.
Lian Xi raised his eyes to look at the lost soul in front of him, and he softly shouted out the other party’s name: “Wandering.”
The words came out with his mouth, and his fingers violently rattled the bell!
“Buzz!”
At this moment, the illusory ghost suddenly stopped giggling, and the short roommate who was a curious onlooker on the sidelines also abruptly opened his eyes roundly, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air amidst unbelieving eyes.
Lian Xi shouted out his name again, “Wandering (Liu Lang)!”
His hand dialled the bell.
“Buzz!”
The ghost’s mouth opened wide and a gradual glow grew in his eyes.
The short roommate’s mind shook, and the realm that had been stuck for half a whole year actually showed signs of loosening at this moment!
At this moment, Lian Xi shouted out a third time, “Wandering!”
The long and melodious sound of striking the bell spread far and wide, through the sparkling (gleaming reflection of waves in sunlight) in Jingduo Lake, through the Su City Avenue where people came and went, and through the modern forest of steel and iron.
Boom!
Arriving at the double entry top floor of that high-class apartment building.
Inside the dimly lit room, the yellow-haired anchor was already almost packed up and ready to leave.
The man in a suit with a stiff expression was then sitting in the study, his neck twisted in an eerie position. His body was panting hard and his face was red because of the strangulation.
The female ghost with dishevelled hair was riding on his neck, her hands choking him to death, and she was about to break his neck!
However, just at this moment!
A profound bell sound that seemed to come from ancient times buzzed and shook the female ghost away!
“Ah ah ah ah!” The female ghost was shaken aside, screaming miserably.
The man was torn backwards by the force, his chair crashing to the ground.
Hydrogen was packing up the last few pieces of clothing when he suddenly heard a loud rumbling noise coming from the study, and he rushed over to the door, shouting as he did so, “Brother Lang, what’s wrong?”
Halfway through his run, the doorbell suddenly rang again. He happened to be walking to the living room, so he went ahead and opened the door.
Hydrogen: “Huh? The police? Erm, is there anything else? Did you catch the thief last night?”
Team Wu and Old Li glanced at him and then looked into the house, “Where’s Xu Lang.”
Hydrogen then remembered, “Oh yeah, it seems like Brother Lang fell down in the study room.”
Team Wu’s gaze stern, “Go!”
The three of them walked into the study room together, and Team Wu’s gaze was like an eagle’s as he saw Xu Lang, who had fallen on the floor, and saw the reddish and purple finger pinch marks on his neck. He immediately walked forward, felt Xu Lang’s pulse, sighed in relief, and turned his head to his old colleague, “Call 120.”
Hydrogen saw the scene and said in shock, “What’s going on? Is Brother Lang okay?” With that, he was about to run up.
However, he was stopped by Team Wu.
Team Wu: “You two are the only ones in this house right now, aren’t you?”
Hydrogen: “Eh, that’s right.”
Team Wu sneered, “Then turn around!”
Hydrogen was stunned on the spot, “Huh?”
With a click, a pair of handcuffs were placed on both of his hands.
Meanwhile, in the neighbourhood separated by a lake.
Lian Xi rattled the bronze bell three times.
On the first ring, Liu Lang’s ghost stopped giggling foolishly.
On the second ring, Liu Lang’s ghost gained sanity.
On the third ring, Liu Lang’s ghost suddenly stood up, then walked towards the gate!
Lian Xi’s gaze tightened, “Follow him!”
The sound of the three bells, which had a long history, was still vibrating and spreading little by little.
Not only did it spread in the world, this ancient and deep bell sound also penetrated the limitations of the Yin and Yang realms, and with a buzzing sound, it spread to the netherworld.
However, no one could hear this bell.
It stroked across the slowly flowing yellow spring of the Forgetful River, and no one noticed that the water of the Forgetful River stopped for a moment.
It travelled through the ten halls of Yama and crossed the eighteenth hell—the lowest depths of hell.
All the way down.
Eventually, it came to a land of nothingness.
Endless long black, drenched this invisible and shadowless space.
Everything is nothing, everything is empty.
There was nothing, nothing existed.
There shouldn’t be anything in this place either, much less any living beings.
At this moment, the sound of the bell travelled to this place, but it stirred a faint ripple.
The ripples dissipated little by little in the boundless nothingness, about to be exhausted.
…. Suddenly.
A long and cold hand grabbed the ripples.
As if transformed into a light that guided the way forward, the owner of the hand tugged at this ripple and followed it, climbing upwards step by step. Bubbling black blood flowed from the bones of his hand, but he never let go of the light that he had grabbed with all his might.
Seeking the light, he broke through the air.
Finally, at the last instant when the ripples dissipated, he broke away from the hell and came to this world!
The yin and yang worlds roared and stirred, and the entire Hellmouth shook with it.
The hellish ghosts and gods came out of the hall one after another.
“What’s going on?”
“What do you mean?”
“What happened?”
At this time, one of the ghost guards standing guard on the Naihe Bridge looked towards the Yellow Spring of Forgetfulness that had been left unchanged for eternity, and suddenly,
Chapter 9:
Early in the morning, the shorty roommate went to class.
Last night, he tossed and turned at the police stat mo aion until three in the morning, and by the time the two of them got home and washed up and slept, it was already past four. Lian Xi had a biological clock and woke up at eight o’clock sharp, having slept for less than four hours.
Su Jiao: “Lian Xi, I’m leaving.”
The youth in the kitchen who was cooking instant noodles raised his eyes to look at his roommate in front of the door and softly hummed.
With a click, the gate closed.
Only one person was left in the empty house again.
After cooking the noodles, he found the mobile phone holder and looked for an uploader on a video website that commented on the film. Lian Xi ate the noodles while watching the video. After watching the ten-minute short video, the noodles were just about finished.
Lian Xi yawned and walked towards the bedroom.
When he got up this morning, Su Jiao mentioned the matter of Liu Lang once, but the two didn’t say much more.
Perhaps Su Jiao could see that Lian Xi didn’t want to care about it anymore, so he didn’t talk about it.
There are too many poor and sad things in this world, hundreds of people die every second. If you really want to control it, who can care and control all of it?
Lian Xi never interfered with ghosts.
People have their own destiny in this world.
He’s been living in the fan factory for a year. Half a year ago, Chen Jianjun’s ghost suddenly appeared next door, didn’t he know?
Of course he knows.
He just chooses not to look, doesn’t listen, doesn’t ask.
It has nothing to do with him.
He did not owe Chen Jianjun anything, he is just an ordinary struggling, dress warmly and eat one’s fill; have adequate food and clothing who is on the line of subsistence 18000 line small anchor.
If not for that night Chen Jianjun suddenly came to his home, that kind of matter happened, perhaps until he moved out of the fan factory and the dormitory building was demolished, he would not say more to Chen Jianjun. Moreover, he will not accidentally help him find out the murderer of the tragedy twenty three years ago.
Liu Lang is now alive or dead.
But who knows, this may not be his long-destined death yet?
Lian Xi thought about it and sighed softly.
Still not close enough.
If it was Uncle Li who had lost a spirit, even if he called the police and was suspected by the police, he must retrieve that soul. People are selfish, he and Liu Lang were not familiar with each other, and even the two of them didn’t get along well before. He had thought of all the ways he could think of, and now that things had come to this, Lian Xi felt that he had already done his best.
While thinking, Lian Xi walked towards the bedroom. However, the next moment he walked into the bedroom, suddenly, the door rang.
Lian Xi froze and walked over to open the door, “It’s something I forgot and didn’t take it…”
The sound ended abruptly.
The ghost outside the door looked at him and smiled crookedly, “Hey, hey, signing?”
The person inside the door’s mouth twitched, “….”
….
Can he just fucking leave me alone!!!!
That’s right, standing outside the door was none other than Liu Lang’s ghost!
A male ghost in a suit with a pale face, if you don’t look at the bloody wound on his forehead, you completely can’t tell whether it’s a ghost or not.
Lian Xi was completely out of temper and directly made a phone call, calling his roommate back.
As soon as Su Jiao came home, “F*ck?!”
His gaze turned halfway between Lian Xi and Liu Lang, then finally looked at Lian Xi, his eyes suspicious: “How much money do you owe him? He won’t let you go even after he dies?”
Lian Xi: “….”
“I’m not familiar with him at all!”
Su Jiao nodded his head, with a face full of “Okay, whatever you say is right” expression.
Lian Xi: “……”
Su Jiao thought for a moment and asked Stray: “We can’t help you now, where do you live in your own home, what family members do you have, do you know?”
Stray glanced at Su Jiao, then looked at Lian Xi, smiling sorrowfully, “Signing?”
Lian Xi: “….”
Su Jiao thought about it and asked Liu Lang, “We can’t help you now, where do you live? Family members, do you have it? Do you know it?”
Stray glanced at Su Jiao, then looked at Lian Xi, smiling sorrowfully, “Sign a contract?”
Lian Xi: “….”
Su Jiao: “I see that in your case, in all probability, you accidentally hit your head, and your soul body was shaken, resulting in one of your soul being knocked out of your physical body and displaced. If you don’t get this one spirit back, it will be dangerous.”
Liu Lang: “Hey, hey, sign up?”
Su Jiao: “After your soul has left your body for double 7 or forty-nine hours, you are truly dead. Where exactly is your original body, can you find it yourself?”
Liu Lang: “Hey, hey, hey, hey, sign up?”
Lian Xi: “….”
Su Jiao: “….”
Su Jiao: “You still dare to say that you don’t know him well?!”
Lian Xi: “？！！！”
I really don’t know him well!!!!
This time, Lian Xi really couldn’t wash himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
No matter how much he talked to Wandering, he would only repeat that one sentence, asking Lian Xi to sign the contract with him!
Su Jiao was completely out of ideas.
He wanted to save the person more than Lian Xi, but the problem was that there was nothing he could do. Su Jiao muttered in a low voice: “If my senior uncle is here there must be no problem…”
Lian Xi raised his eyebrows, “Then call your senior uncle over?”
Su Jiao immediately collapsed: “My senior uncle is in seclusion, I can’t find him!”
Lian Xi: “Don’t you celestial masters have any mutual contact information? Find a few more of your celestial master friends?”
Su Jiao was speechless: “You think you are writing a novel, also a Heavenly Teacher (title of the head of the Taoist religion) but also a friend. We, dark cultivators are all in charge of their own, each cultivating their own path. I’ve only seen one Xuan cultivator since I was a kid, my senior uncle! Oh yeah, counting you, you’re the other one.” After a pause, he stroked his chin, “But it’s so strange, it’s reasonable to say that if there’s a soul in Su City wandering around on the road in broad daylight, still a living soul, the local Black and White Irregulars should have discovered it a long time ago, and even sent this spirit back. How come there has been no movement?”
Lian Xi thought for a moment, “Too many things to do, too busy?”
Su Jiao: “Have you seen an unusually large number of ghosts appearing in Su City recently?”
Thinking for a moment, Lian Xi said, “Then they might not have noticed?”
Su Jiao’s expression as if saying you’re teasing me, “Huh? Do you know how scary Su City’s Heibai Wu Chang: two deities, one dressed in black and the other in white, responsible for escorting the spirits of the dead to the underworld?”
Lian Xi: “Eh, how scary?”
Su Jiao reveals a fearful expression, “It’s terrifying! How bad is the reputation of your Su City, don’t you have a little bit of B in your heart? China’s Su City, give off an unbearable stink!”
Lian Xi: “….”
You’re the one who stinks! Your whole family stinks!
Su Jiao: “Other places of black and white impermanence are still normal people, dark cultivators went to their territory, Well-water does not mix with river water.—I’ll mind my own business, and you mind yours. or Keep out of each other’s affairs. But you, Su City, have a bad reputation! Those two guys are crazy! No one is allowed to enter the city of Suzhou. If they come in, they come to steal jobs with them, and want to beat people! The problem is that they’re stronger than the rest of the Black and White Irregulars! My uncle once came to Suzhou City for a trip, and before the bus came in, it was targeted by those two guys, which almost led to a bus crash on the highway’s massacre or tragedy!”
Lian Xi: “Eh, is it that serious?”
Su Jiao: “More serious than that! Moreover, those two guys in your Su City are not only cruel to dark cultivators, they are also cruel to their fellow ghosts! dark cultivators can’t enter Su City, and the Black and White Irregulars can’t enter either, once they enter, they have to fight!”
Lian Xi was silent: “Is the sense of territory so strong?”
Su Jiao coughed, he looked around to make sure that a black and white impermanent couldn’t come out from nowhere, then he came to Lian Xi’s ear and said quietly, “My uncle said, because they are two dead rabbits.”
Lian Xi was surprised: “Can a dead rabbit also be a ghost messenger?”
Su Jiao squeezed his eyebrows, “That, that rabbit.”
“Which rabbit?”
“That one~”
Lian Xi: “Which one?”
Su Jiao: “The two dead faggots!!!”
Lian Xi: “….”
Liu Lang, who kept giggling on the side: “Hey, hey, signing up?”
……
By this time, Lian Xi’s brain turned around, and the melon that was half-eaten yesterday finally connected!
Previously, Su Jiao said that Suzhou City is a haunted place, and he was afraid of running into “those two guys” after he got into the graduate school of Suzhou City University. Now it seems that he is afraid of coming to the city of Suzhou, encountering Hei Bai Wu Chang of Suzhou!
When Su Jiao’s uncle travelled to Suzhou City, he was almost killed. Now Su Jiao has come to attend the college, already staying there three years, it was only natural that he is afraid.
But ……
Lian Xi: “If the Black and White Irregulars of Su City are very strong, so strong that…. far-named; one’s mighty reputation spreads far and wide,therefore it’s impossible that they didn’t realize that someone’s soul had left their body.”
Su Jiao: “You have a point. So ….”
Lian Xi: “So?”
Su Jiao nodded with a serious face, “So I guess they are already dead.”
Lian Xi: “….”
Su Jiao folded his hands, put the palms together before one (a Buddhist greeting), “I hope the two of them are alright.”
Sweeping a glance at the short roommate who was full of gloating, Lian Xi faintly said, “The old hope project.”
Su Jiao: “Eh…hey.”
After casually rambling, the topic of the two returned to Liu Lang.
Su Jiao directly said, “I’m out of ideas. Unless I find his original body, I may still have a way.”
Lian Xi pondered for a long time and said, “I might be able to try.”
“What? How can I try it?”
Slightly shaking his arm, Lian Xi raised his left hand, revealing the thin red thread tied around his wrist and the bronze bell on it.
“Try it this way.”
***
Three o’clock in the afternoon, Suzhou City Park.
In the penthouse of a certain high-class flat, the young anchor with dyed yellow hair was collecting his luggage and preparing to leave.
On one of the viaducts leading to the park, two old policemen were chatting idly as they drove to the place they had visited in the early hours of this morning.
On the other hand, in a certain neighbourhood separated by a whole piece of Jingdu Lake.
Brilliant sunlight shone in through the living room window, illuminating the soul sitting on the sofa that was gradually becoming discrete, and the two young men standing in front of him, approaching step by step.
Su Jiao was rather hesitant: “What if I get killed.”
Lian Xi’s expression was calm and his tone was light: “Treat the dead horse as a living horse.”
[To give medicine to a dead horse (idiom): keep trying everything in a desperate situation]
Wandering with a silly grin on his face, “Hey, hey, sign it up?”
Lian Xi glanced at him and stretched out his left hand.
Only on that white and thin wrist was tied an ancient and old bronze bell. It didn’t move, and at first glance it seemed inconspicuous, but as long as one paid attention to it, one would not be able to take one’s eyes off of it. Just by looking at it, you feel clear and bright, the imperial court is open, and the many knots in my heart are also evacuated a lot.
In other words.
Heart, quiet.
His right hand slowly pressed on the bell.
Lian Xi raised his eyes to look at the lost soul in front of him, and he softly shouted out the other party’s name: “Wandering.”
The words came out with his mouth, and his fingers violently rattled the bell!
“Buzz!”
At this moment, the illusory ghost suddenly stopped giggling, and the short roommate who was a curious onlooker on the sidelines also abruptly opened his eyes roundly, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air amidst unbelieving eyes.
Lian Xi shouted out his name again, “Wandering (Liu Lang)!”
His hand dialled the bell.
“Buzz!”
The ghost’s mouth opened wide and a gradual glow grew in his eyes.
The short roommate’s mind shook, and the realm that had been stuck for half a whole year actually showed signs of loosening at this moment!
At this moment, Lian Xi shouted out a third time, “Wandering!”
The long and melodious sound of striking the bell spread far and wide, through the sparkling (gleaming reflection of waves in sunlight) in Jingduo Lake, through the Su City Avenue where people came and went, and through the modern forest of steel and iron.
Boom!
Arriving at the double entry top floor of that high-class apartment building.
Inside the dimly lit room, the yellow-haired anchor was already almost packed up and ready to leave.
The man in a suit with a stiff expression was then sitting in the study, his neck twisted in an eerie position. His body was panting hard and his face was red because of the strangulation.
The female ghost with dishevelled hair was riding on his neck, her hands choking him to death, and she was about to break his neck!
However, just at this moment!
A profound bell sound that seemed to come from ancient times buzzed and shook the female ghost away!
“Ah ah ah ah!” The female ghost was shaken aside, screaming miserably.
The man was torn backwards by the force, his chair crashing to the ground.
Hydrogen was packing up the last few pieces of clothing when he suddenly heard a loud rumbling noise coming from the study, and he rushed over to the door, shouting as he did so, “Brother Lang, what’s wrong?”
Halfway through his run, the doorbell suddenly rang again. He happened to be walking to the living room, so he went ahead and opened the door.
Hydrogen: “Huh? The police? Erm, is there anything else? Did you catch the thief last night?”
Team Wu and Old Li glanced at him and then looked into the house, “Where’s Xu Lang.”
Hydrogen then remembered, “Oh yeah, it seems like Brother Lang fell down in the study room.”
Team Wu’s gaze stern, “Go!”
The three of them walked into the study room together, and Team Wu’s gaze was like an eagle’s as he saw Xu Lang, who had fallen on the floor, and saw the reddish and purple finger pinch marks on his neck. He immediately walked forward, felt Xu Lang’s pulse, sighed in relief, and turned his head to his old colleague, “Call 120.”
Hydrogen saw the scene and said in shock, “What’s going on? Is Brother Lang okay?” With that, he was about to run up.
However, he was stopped by Team Wu.
Team Wu: “You two are the only ones in this house right now, aren’t you?”
Hydrogen: “Eh, that’s right.”
Team Wu sneered, “Then turn around!”
Hydrogen was stunned on the spot, “Huh?”
With a click, a pair of handcuffs were placed on both of his hands.
Meanwhile, in the neighbourhood separated by a lake.
Lian Xi rattled the bronze bell three times.
On the first ring, Liu Lang’s ghost stopped giggling foolishly.
On the second ring, Liu Lang’s ghost gained sanity.
On the third ring, Liu Lang’s ghost suddenly stood up, then walked towards the gate!
Lian Xi’s gaze tightened, “Follow him!”
The sound of the three bells, which had a long history, was still vibrating and spreading little by little.
Not only did it spread in the world, this ancient and deep bell sound also penetrated the limitations of the Yin and Yang realms, and with a buzzing sound, it spread to the netherworld.
However, no one could hear this bell.
It stroked across the slowly flowing yellow spring of the Forgetful River, and no one noticed that the water of the Forgetful River stopped for a moment.
It travelled through the ten halls of Yama and crossed the eighteenth hell—the lowest depths of hell.
All the way down.
Eventually, it came to a land of nothingness.
Endless long black, drenched this invisible and shadowless space.
Everything is nothing, everything is empty.
There was nothing, nothing existed.
There shouldn’t be anything in this place either, much less any living beings.
At this moment, the sound of the bell travelled to this place, but it stirred a faint ripple.
The ripples dissipated little by little in the boundless nothingness, about to be exhausted.
…. Suddenly.
A long and cold hand grabbed the ripples.
As if transformed into a light that guided the way forward, the owner of the hand tugged at this ripple and followed it, climbing upwards step by step. Bubbling black blood flowed from the bones of his hand, but he never let go of the light that he had grabbed with all his might.
Seeking the light, he broke through the air.
Finally, at the last instant when the ripples dissipated, he broke away from the hell and came to this world!
The yin and yang worlds roared and stirred, and the entire Hellmouth shook with it.
The hellish ghosts and gods came out of the hall one after another.
“What’s going on?”
“What do you mean?”
“What happened?”
At this time, one of the ghost guards standing guard on the Naihe Bridge looked towards the Yellow Spring of Forgetfulness that had been left unchanged for eternity, and suddenly,
his eyes widened in horror.
“It’s too late! The Forgetting River is dry up!”
Author has something to say:
Su city Hei Bai Wu Chang, two dead rabbit
I’m so sorry!
Soon to be White Wu Chang (demon regarded as the messenger of death)
CC: ….
The soon-to-be Black Wu Chang Chief Lie: …..
Chief Lie： Remember how to pronounce my name and learn Chinese well.his eyes widened in horror.
“It’s too late! The Forgetting River is dry up!”
Author has something to say:
Su city Hei Bai Wu Chang, two dead rabbit
I’m so sorry!
Soon to be White Wu Chang (demon regarded as the messenger of death)
CC: ….
The soon-to-be Black Wu Chang Chief Lie: …..
Chief Lie： Remember how to pronounce my name and learn Chinese well.