I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

Just like what Duan Muyang said, I don't know if it's because of his high cultivation base or something, anyway, after he brought the two of them into the city, even though all the wandering ghosts in the city stared at him with green eyes He didn't let go, but along the way, no one dared to approach half a step.

If it is said that the outside of the city is pitch-black and the people who watch it feel bored, the feeling in the city is definitely worse than that.

Leaving aside the pure black buildings and grounds that were no different from the outside, the howling sound of ghosts that He Yufan originally thought would not exist in the city became even more deafening when surrounded by the city.In addition, the ghosts wandering around the city are just as He Yufan imagined, ranging from sticking out a long tongue to missing arms and broken legs, and there are even a few passers-by who almost look like human beings. not coming out.

He Yufan only glanced twice when he entered the door, and immediately lowered his head to try to keep his eyes on his nose, his mouth on his mouth, and his heart, trying to walk forward without looking at it.

He didn't expect his reaction, Duan Muyang saw it, but he couldn't help laughing and teasing: "Why, is Brother He afraid of this scene?"

Hearing this, He Yufan nodded sincerely and admitted: "After all, no one told me what was going on before I came here, and the current scene is indeed much more impactful than I imagined. But Brother Duanmu, you first Didn't you feel terrible when you came here once?"

"When I first came here..." Duan Muyang rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly put on a brighter smile, while casually pointing to a wandering soul with severed limbs lying on the ground not far away, He said with a smile: "When I first came here, I was much scarier than him. It is a miracle that they are not afraid of me, and they expect me to be afraid of them?"

When he said this, He Yufan was stunned for a moment, and realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly apologized to Duanmuyang in a low voice.

The latter waved his hands nonchalantly, and continued to smile and said, "The ghosts in Wusi City all came to the underworld outside the death period in the book of life and death, so they were either framed by others or committed suicide. Although this place Block everyone like a cage, but if you really want to go out, there is no way."

As he spoke, he raised his chin proudly.Tell He Yufan with his eyes that the person who "has a way" is just talking about himself.

He Yufan looked back at Duanmuyang with a slightly admiring gaze, and then continued to follow his words and asked: "Then how many people have left the City of Death in all these years?"

"No more than a hundred people." Duan Muyang sneered: "The rubbish you are looking at wandering in the streets now, nine out of ten you think it's okay to just hang around in this city like this, so all these years have passed. , Most people couldn't hold on anymore, and finally became the nourishment of the four walls."

As if to match what he said, as the three of them moved forward step by step, the cries of ghosts coming from all around became more and more harsh.

He Yufan raised his head and followed Duanmuyang to look at the city wall that was hidden behind the thick fog because the distance was too long. After a long time, he pursed his lips and let out a long sigh, and brought the topic back to the right track, saying: "Brother Duanmu, what you said Let’s see, since it’s so difficult to get out of the City of Death, will anyone come back and open a shop if they can get out?”

"Of course there will be, not just one or two."

Duan Muyang smiled and said: "You have to know, even if we can get out of this city, we can't leave the underworld. We have lived in the city of death for a long time, and we can't stand the life of being watched by Lord Yan outside. gone."

He Yufan turned his head and looked around. Although he still didn't quite understand the choice Duanmuyang mentioned, he was not a native of the underworld after all, so he shouldn't make rash comments.So for Duanmuyang's explanation, he just nodded slightly and said yes, and didn't continue to say anything more.

After these few words, the three of them also walked to the pile of buildings in the center of Wushi City.

He Yufan glanced over, and to put it bluntly, it was a bunch of dark, low houses.To put it bluntly, this house looks like a street of haunted houses, not to mention the dilapidated look on the outside that is about to collapse at any time, He Yufan even felt that if he took a step closer, the coldness to the bone would be enough Let him refuse to move forward.

As soon as this thought popped into his mind, there was a burst of warmth from the hand hanging by his side.

He Yufan turned his head, and Huan Chengzhi, who was silent all the way beside him, tightened the hand he had just held, comforting softly: "I am here."

"I know."

He Yufan grinned. Although the environment didn't change much because of this sentence, the fear and panic in his heart were successfully dispelled by Huan Chengzhi's words.

Duan Muyang in the front also turned around and took a look when he heard the movement behind, but after seeing the palms of the two clasped together, he sighed faintly as if thinking of something.

He Yufan raised his head upon hearing the sound, just in time to meet Duan Muyang's almond eyes that were always full of affection.After hesitating for a moment, he still asked, "Brother Duanmu, what's the matter?"

"No." Duan Muyang shook his head, but after a moment of silence, he continued: "It's just a little jealous."

envy?

He Yufan frowned.

If I remember correctly, in the story, Duanmuyang didn't even have a confidante, let alone a Taoist companion before his death.

Could it be the resentment from the single dog?

But Duanmuyang doesn't seem to be constrained by the relationship between his sons and daughters...

Before he could finish his entanglement, Duan Muyang seemed to have finally found someone to confide in. He opened his mouth first, and smiled slowly in a voice worse than crying: "I once loved you when I was still a person. A person, I have been with him for a long time, so long that I forgot to think about what my feelings for him are. By the time I can calm down and think about it carefully, it is already a month later .”

He Yufan blinked.

He felt as if he could guess who it was.

However, this is just a guess, and it is impossible to say anything to Duan Muyang.

So after a slight pause of two seconds, he took a deep breath and continued to follow the words: "Brother Duanmu, you want to leave the ghost world just to find him?"

"It's been so many years, I'm afraid he has already ascended to immortality, how can he afford to wait for my broken soul..."

Duan Muyang answered vaguely, and without giving He Yufan a chance to ask a few more questions, he raised his hand first, pointed to a small dark bungalow not far in front of them, and said, "The place is here, you guys If I forgot to prepare Ming coins, I can help to put them on first, and in the future... Forget it, I won’t need these things after I go out, just treat it as an extra bargaining chip for my toll.”

With that said, Duanmuyang has already led the way to the hut.

He Yufan and Huan Chengzhi looked at each other, and followed him into the room.

The furnishings inside the room are similar to those outside, from the tables and chairs to the walls, they all maintain the darkness characteristic of the underworld.On both sides of the door are two rows of cabinets that are as tall as the wall, and behind the black counter at the end of the cabinets is a white-haired old man who looks to be 80 or [-] years old.

Duan Muyang seemed to be quite familiar with that person, he went up and tapped on the table with his index finger, and after saying a word of Moonshine Grass, the old man yawned and got up, and slowly went to the two rows of cabinets to find materials.

"This old man is the first ghost to leave the City of Death, almost a thousand years ago."

While the shopkeeper was looking for something, Duanmuyang also stepped aside, folded his arms and explained to He Yufan and the other two: "When I came here, the old man's shop has been open for a long time. The things are pretty good. The price is relatively reasonable.”

"So if you need anything in the future, you can come to the old man to get it at any time." While speaking, the old man also got the medicinal materials, turned around and handed them to Duanmuyang, and subconsciously turned his head to look in He Yufan's direction.

It's just that it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, just glanced over, and the old man was stunned for a moment.Before He Yufan could respond, he laughed again and said, "The old man was dazzled just now, and didn't see the little friend's state clearly. It seems that what he said just now needs to be changed. As the old man's blessing, I hope this is Let's meet one last time."

The old man saw that he was not dead yet.

He Yufan thought about it, nodded slightly, and thanked him softly.

The old man waved his hand, and after taking Duanmuyang's money, he slowly walked back behind the counter and dozed off on his stomach.

The words are divided into two parts, let's put aside He Huan and the two for the time being.

Let's talk about the Tianjimen people who are still in the secret realm over there.

There are many treasures in the secret realm. Although the two best ones have already entered the hands of He Yufan, the remaining ones are not mortal objects. Whether it is Tianjimen or other cultivators who passed by later, naturally they will not let themselves go empty-handed. return.

It's just that everyone can't figure it out, the Wang family seems to be on the fence with the Tianjimen, instead of robbing the treasures, they just focus on the disciples of the Tianjimen to rob.

In just one day, as far as Ming Xu knew, more than ten disciples from the Tianji Sect had already been killed or injured.

So in the afternoon of the second day, it was still in the original desert.

Mingxu held an iron bone fan, and quietly looked at Wang Yuzhe, the Patriarch of the Wang Family, who was standing against the wind not far away.He was full of breath, and asked in a cold voice without anger and prestige: "Mr. Wang, the old Taoist has been listening to some news about your house and our faction these days. Do you think it is necessary to explain to the old Taoist?"

Wang Yuzhe's expression remained unchanged. When the long sword in his hand was out of its sheath, he sneered and said, "How do you explain it? It's as you have heard. Besides, old man, you have lived for too long. Today I will help you go to the underworld." Let’s help your disciples find the way.”