Taboos in the Underworld: Starting from being paid a lot of money to beg for a child

"Brother Liu, I hope I didn't take up too much of your time." After a few minutes of waiting, Shen Wang's voice came over. Compared to his outfit last night, he had an extra kraft paper painting in his hand.

"Haha, no, is this painting for me?" I asked.

Shen Wang nodded and said, "Yes, it's for you. Can't you remember this painting?"

I shook my head, "It should be the painting by Yu Bingqing. I heard it from my senior sister, but I have no impression of the specific shape of the painting."

Shen Wang hummed, handed the painting to me, and said, "Yes, this is Bingqing's painting. My sister has been reincarnated. I saw it in her room when I went to see her last time. This is Bingqing's painting." The painting is ice green, so I brought it out and now give it to you."

I reached out and took the painting and said, "Thank you. I'm anxious to help my sister regain her soul, so I'm leaving first."

Shen Wang nodded, raised his hand and took off the black frost and said, "I'd better return this black frost to you. I know this is what my sister means."

I shook my head and said: "I understand the good intentions. As you said, my strength has declined so much that giving me Black Frost is not of much use. You don't have to be polite. I'll leave first. See you again when we have the opportunity. "

Seeing that I was about to leave, Mengmeng quickly said: "If you want your sister to forget this memory, it is best to open the altar three minutes before the ugly time to perform the soul-reviving ritual."

I nodded and hugged them. They nodded slightly, and then entered the passage I drew casually.

I took Mu Xue into the cave first, took out the soul-nurturing umbrella, then put Mu Xue into the soul-nurturing umbrella, and started flying towards my hometown as fast as I could. I didn't even have time to look at the painting by Yu Bingqing that Shen Wang gave me.

The distance from the cave to my hometown is much closer than the distance to Guangzhou. If there are no delays on the way, it is possible for me to reach my hometown before dawn.

After my non-stop running, I finally arrived at my hometown before dawn. Instead of going home directly, I went to Master Wang's house first. To restore Mu Xue's soul, I need to perform a soul-restoring ritual. Although I know how to do it, now I don't have the ability to do it, so I can only rely on Master Wang's help.

It was around five o'clock in the morning when we arrived at Master Wang's house. The roosters in the village had already begun to crow. Master Wang had also woken up. He was about to get up. When he saw me suddenly appearing in his room, he was startled for a moment, and then He smiled happily.

"Little guy, have you found a way to help your sister regain her soul?" Master Wang said with a smile while putting on his shoes.

I chuckled and said, "Yes, Master Wang, I would like to ask you to help with a soul-returning ritual."

"No problem." Master Wang said: "The time is not short. Your parents are a little impatient. We will go to your house now."

I shook my head and said, "Master Wang, let's not be in a hurry. Let's wait for a day. Doing it three minutes before tomorrow's ugly time can help Mu Xue forget this memory."

Master Wang frowned, then relaxed, and nodded, "This is best. If a girl has such notes, it may not be a good thing for her in the future."

I hummed, thinking the same thing in my heart. If Mu Xue was allowed to remember these things, it would really not be a good thing for her. After all, these things would not be easily accepted by others, and others would even think that she was crazy.

I went to Master Wang's house and smoked a few sticks of tribute incense before dawn. I still don't have the habit of enjoying tributes. In my opinion, those tributes are far less useful than tribute incense. Part of the smoke from tribute incense can be absorbed by me and merged into my soul. , can purify my own soul-nourishing yin energy.

During the day the next day, Master Wang went out to my house and told my parents that Mu Xue could regain her soul and asked them to prepare. At midnight, Master Wang walked to my house with his soul-nurturing umbrella. I followed Master Wang and only established audio-visual contact with him.

After arriving at my house, Master Wang began to prepare the altar. My parents were very excited, but at the same time they were also a little worried, but these worries are inevitable.

After Mu Xue's soul was treated by Mengmeng, its return to the soul was already a matter of time. As soon as the hour passed and everything was ready, Master Wang began to perform the ritual. In just over two minutes, Mu Xue's soul returned to his body. Within half an hour, Mu Xue opened her eyes.

"Dad, Mom, what's wrong with me?" Mu Xue said weakly, not even having the strength to get up. These are normal. The living soul has been away from the body for too long and needs a period of recovery.

My mother cried with joy and said: "It's okay, you just had a good sleep."

Seeing that Mu Xue was fine, Master Wang also packed his things and prepared to go home. My father thanked Master Wang. Master Wang said, "No need to thank me. It is your son who has blessed your daughter in heaven."

My dad was puzzled, but from the vicissitudes of his face, he felt very happy.

Master Wang gave some instructions about Mu Xue's future recovery before leaving my house. I stayed with Mu Xue for a while. Looking at the smiles on my parents' faces, I felt very sorry for them, but I didn't let him go. They saw that in me, people and ghosts have different paths. Even if love is like parents and children, they are just two parallel lines in the end, and there will be no intersection in the future.

I stayed at home until almost dawn. I saw that Mu Xue's breathing became more and more stable. After confirming that it was really stable, I turned around and left the house and returned to Master Wang's house. At that time, Master Wang had not gotten up yet, so I got into the soul-nurturing room. In the umbrella, I began to wonder whether to improve my strength first or go directly to Brother Liu to send me to the underworld.

With the Soul-nurturing Umbrella, there is a lot of room for improvement in my strength, but it also requires the accumulation of time, which I cannot afford. Tiedan was taken away from the Soul-Making Camp by Yin, and Yu Bingqing's whereabouts are even more unknown. .

After thinking about it, I decided to go to the underworld to find the answer in my heart. Shen Wang's words touched me very much. Even if he is stronger than me, what can I do? Didn’t you end up like this in the end? What's the use of increasing your strength? Since ancient times, the strongest has its own strong hand, and every mountain is higher than the other. No one in this world can be superior to everything.

The next night, Master Wang and I said goodbye and rushed towards Guangzhou, but the distance was still not close. I still couldn't make it in one night, so I could only find a cave to rest in the mountains during the day.

During the break, I took out the painting left by Yu Bingqing and started to look at it carefully. This painting felt very familiar, so familiar that I couldn't help but feel like I was entering the painting.

The painting is cool and the yin energy is even stronger. However, there is nothing in the space in the painting, only a faint shadow of yin energy. This shadow is very empty, like blue smoke, light green, and you can't even see the complete one. human form.

"Hello." I slowly approached the shadow and asked tentatively.

The phantom did not have any fluctuations. It stopped one meter away from her and stared at the phantom carefully.

The shadow was still calm, and this calmness also touched the tranquility in my heart, and a familiar yet indescribable feeling came to my heart. I took a deep breath of yin energy and began to meditate involuntarily next to the shadow.

Time flies by, and beside this shadow, I feel an unprecedented tranquility. It seems that everything around me is a fleeting illusion, including the time that is lost every minute.

I don’t know how long it took, but the moment I woke up, the space in the painting became dilapidated, and the light green shadow I saw before had disappeared.

I got out of the painting, and the moment I came out, the entire kraft paper painting turned into ashes and slowly merged into the air, leaving not a single particle of dust.

"What's going on?" I turned around and looked at the soul-nurturing umbrella I placed next to me. The handle of the umbrella was already covered with a thick layer of spider webs, and the surface of the umbrella was also covered with a thick layer of dust.

"How long has it been?" I said doubtfully, picked up the soul-nurturing umbrella, and dusted off the dust and cobwebs on it.

Fortunately, the umbrella surface was not damaged or corroded, which made me relieved.

I looked up at the direction of the cave entrance. It was pitch black, and I didn't know what time it was. I shook my head helplessly. The light green shadow in the painting was too much of a delay.

My soul shook and I stirred up the Yin Qi flowing in my body, ready to fly out of the cave. But as soon as it was two or three meters above the ground, the soul's Yin Qi seemed to have been drained out, and it fell directly.

"Holy crap! What's going on?" I was speechless. Could it be that these hours of meditation have consumed all the yin energy in my soul? But the solidification of my soul is obviously very high.