Why
The old man stared at the young man for a long time, then said hoarsely, "I... I don't know."
Chen Ling glanced at his still unsolid soul and advised, "You are very weak now. You have to report to the underworld as soon as possible." He thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
The old man shook his head slowly: "No."
If an ordinary soul stays in the world of the living for a long time, it will be reduced to ashes sooner or later. Unless it is stained with extremely heavy Yin Qi, it has transformed from an ordinary soul into a wandering ghost in the world.
Chen Ling felt that he had found the answer. The old man didn't leave because he couldn't leave. The yin energy was too heavy and the road to the underworld would not appear in front of him.
As for why, over the long term, not only has he not become more violent, but his Devil May Cry has become less and less intense, it is probably because he has no desires or demands.
The ghost's obsession will grow stronger day by day, which will help him become stronger and stronger.
On the contrary, if he had no obsession, his power would gradually weaken.
I hadn’t asked the village chief Shen Dazhuang how long his father had been dead, but judging from the situation in the house, it had been at least a year.
Chen Ling said: "Grandpa, since you are at peace and have no resentment, it's time for you to reincarnate."
"No, I, I can't leave." The old man finally spoke, and he shook his head with a bitter face.
Chen Ling: "Why can't you leave?"
The old man still shook his head.
It seems there is nothing more to ask.
Chen Ling sighed and asked again: "Do you want to leave here? I can help you."
"I have been wandering around the village since I died. If anyone sees me, they will hit me with iron sand and grains... I am scared and can only hide in my son's new house." The old man looked at me with a trace of desire, "Young man, can you really help me leave?"
"Yes." Chen Ling said, "Grandpa, I have another question."
Knowing that the other person was a good person, the old man no longer resisted as before, nodded and said: "Ask me, I will tell you everything I know."
"Did you drink the Blue Lagoon water before you died?"
"I did." The old man's lips curled up, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deep. "I was very sick at the time. After drinking the lake water, the pain in my body was gone. And before I died, I saw my short-lived old woman. She had two braids and wore a pink shirt, trousers, and small leather shoes, exactly the same as she wore on our wedding day."
"She is still so beautiful."
There are all kinds of human emotions, and everyone has their own way of expressing their feelings.
The old man in front of me should be a silent type. He doesn't say anything and his expression is very restrained, but from his eyes, I can see that the old man misses his deceased wife deeply and feels disappointed that he can't accompany her for the rest of his life.
Chen Ling was somewhat moved, "You miss her a lot, right?"
The old man glanced at the young man, said nothing, and avoided answering, "Little brother, when are you going to send me away? Leave early, maybe I can see the old woman earlier."
"I will help you to be liberated now."
The old man felt relieved, and his tense body gradually relaxed.
The "Sutra of Salvation" that can save the souls of the dead flowed from the young man's lips, and the indistinct words and spells filled every corner of the room.
The old man stood there quietly, his heart calm, without any resentment or hatred. If he had to say anything he regretted, it was that he did not see his son get married and start a family.
But everyone has his own destiny, and regrets in life are also part of his destiny.
If you think in this way, there is nothing to be attached to.
The little bit of ghost energy left in his body disappeared completely under the lingering of the scriptures, and the old man felt relaxed and at ease: "Little brother, there is something I didn't tell you the truth."
Chen Ling: “What?”
The old man said, "I can't leave because I drank the blue lake water. There are many people in the village who died but couldn't reincarnate besides me. Of course, this is the result of our discussion. Whether it is really because of the blue lake water, you who are still alive need to verify it."
The ghost has arrived and is standing at the end of the passage leading to the underworld.
The old man walked over, his figure becoming fainter and fainter.
The moment he completely disappeared, Wu Weiwei immediately felt the temperature around him rise a lot, "Brother Chen, is the old man gone?"
"Gone." Chen Ling frowned, thinking over the old man's words again and again, and felt that it was not impossible.
Our ancestors said that there was something wrong with the lake water and that there were probably many wronged souls buried underneath. The yin energy in this kind of place is extremely heavy and once anyone drinks it, especially the elderly and the sick, the yin energy will quickly disrupt the yin and yang balance in their bodies.
Once the yin energy is higher than the yang energy, people will easily get sick or even die.
If this is true, then the belief in the village that drinking the blue lake water can relieve illness in the short term has a reasonable explanation.
The so-called lake that can bring relief to people and make them see regrets become fulfilled in their dreams or comas is actually a deadly poison.
But what does this have to do with the inner demon
Even if there is something wrong with the lake water, how does it conquer people's hearts, see through their obsessions and regrets, make the living hallucinate before they die, and make their lives complete in the illusion in their minds
"If you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it for now." Jiang Yu suddenly said, placing his hands on the young man's temples and massaging them gently.
The man half-closed his eyes, his gaze tracing the young man's forehead and thick eyelashes. After a while, he whispered, "Perhaps you can change your way of thinking."
"Assuming that the lake water itself carries demonic energy, when ordinary people drink it, the demonic energy will naturally evoke the regrets deep in their hearts. The demonic energy will paint a series of desirable pictures of the regrets, causing them to die without knowing it."
"It's not just regret." Chen Ling raised his hands and held the man's hands, looking into his eyes, "There's also fear and hatred for not getting what you want. These can all become demons in your heart."
"Just like...just like..." He suddenly stopped, something flashed through his mind quickly, but he didn't have time to catch it.
Chen Ling rubbed his face in annoyance: "I seem to know something, but I also seem to know nothing."
This sounded strange and contradictory, but Jiang Yu understood what he meant. He slid his fingers to the back of the young man's neck and pressed gently: "Some things may seem messy, but as long as you find the clues, you can sort them out quickly. In this case, why rush?"
He said in a gentle voice: "Are you hungry? The village chief's house has prepared dinner. Let's go there first."
Wu Weiwei felt like there was a 2,000-watt light bulb on his head. Hearing this, he hurriedly said, "I'll go over and help set the table first!"
Chen Ling finally broke free from his thoughts, and hurriedly stood up and chased after him, grabbing Wu Weiwei's arm with one hand, "Slow down, do you think your leg is not bad enough?"
"No." Wu Weiwei glanced at Jiang Yu secretly, "I'm just afraid of disturbing you two."
Chen Ling cleared his throat and stammered, "It's actually okay."
Anyway, when he was being intimate with his ancestors, he would always easily forget that there were third, fourth, fifth, or sixth people in the room.
The village chief's family prepared a rich meal tonight, so he called the two leaders of the Special Investigation Department over to avoid wasting the food. At this time, he was eager to pour wine for Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan raised his hand politely and said, "Village Chief, I don't drink."
"How can a man not drink?" The village chief was very enthusiastic. "Come on, let's not drink so much, it's okay to drink less."
"Village chief, my master..." Li Hongyu suddenly remembered that they were stationed in the village in the name of a scientific expedition team, and quickly changed his words, "Our team leader really can't drink. So, can I drink for him?"
The excessive persuasion to drink was annoying, so the village chief said, "Okay, let's drink together."
There were footsteps coming from the direction of the door. The village chief stood up in surprise and hurried out to greet them. He saw the little brother named Chen, who was supporting his brother and jumping towards the stone steps of his house.
The village chief shouted and hurried down to help. He and Chen Ling stood on both sides and almost carried Wu Weiwei up.
Wu Weiwei felt extremely ashamed, and when he looked at Li Hongyu sitting in the yard, he felt even more embarrassed. It was ok that he couldn't catch ghosts and monsters normally, but now his legs and feet were also useless.
He pretended to be calm and greeted them, then pointed to his ankle. Before anyone asked, he took the initiative to say, "My foot slipped and twisted this afternoon, and Brother Chen made a fuss about it and insisted on helping me walk. I told him many times that he didn't need to, but he wouldn't listen."
Li Hongyu took a look and found that the ankle was not swollen or bruised, so the injury was indeed not serious.
He looked up at Wu Weiwei's pretending to be tough face and couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect you to be so delicate."
Wu Weiwei immediately exploded: "What are you talking about!"
Just as he stood up and was about to say something rude, he felt a pain in his ankle and fell back down on the stool with a thump.
Chen Ling saw this scene right after he greeted Li Daoxuan. He was speechless. It was confirmed that she was weak.
He leaned over and asked, "Does your butt hurt?"
The stool is made of solid wood. It would be strange if it didn't hurt if I sat down on it so suddenly.
Wu Weiwei didn't say anything. Wu Weiwei was very strong: "It doesn't hurt!"
"Oh." Chen Ling sat up straight again. After a few seconds, he couldn't help but look at Wu Weiwei's forbearing face again. He chuckled and almost burst out laughing.
Fortunately, for Wu Weiwei's face, he tried hard to hold back. When he looked away, he inadvertently noticed that Li Hongyu's attention was also on Wu Weiwei.
He held the wine glass, and the curve at the corner of his lips was so shallow that it could not be seen without careful observation.
But when he blinked and looked again, Li Hongyu had returned to normal and turned to talk to the village chief.
When he was halfway through his speech, he suddenly heard the sound of mournful music played by instruments such as gongs and suonas in the distance. The music was a bit harsh and the tune was slow, and every beat made him feel breathless.
The village chief looked up at the source of the sound, put down his chopsticks and drank a glass of white wine: "This funeral music will have to be played for seven days and seven nights. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well recently. You can only rest well when it stops."
"It's okay. When a person dies, it's natural for children to want to stay with him for a few more days." Li Daoxuan was still gentle and calm as usual, as if he really didn't feel anything about the noisy vocal music.
Chen Ling was extremely hungry. He buried his head and ate a few mouthfuls of rice to fill his stomach. He said, "Team Leader Li, you came to Lanhu Village ahead of time. Did you find anything important?"
Li Hongyu glanced at the young man. He had clearly told him the general situation, so why was he still asking
Li Daoxuan put down his chopsticks and adopted a businesslike attitude: "No, but since you are here, I believe there will be a breakthrough soon."
Chen Ling joked, "Team Leader Li has so much confidence in us?"
Li Daoxuan glanced at Li Hongyu and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen's ability is obvious to all, and I naturally have confidence in you."
This hat is a bit too big, Chen Ling doesn't want it: "Only by cooperating with each other can we overcome difficulties. It's not enough to rely on one person alone. The team leader is joking."
Li Daoxuan's smile disappeared. He stared at the young man opposite for a moment and said, "It's just a joke. Why are you so serious, Mr. Chen? This project is a bit difficult. We can only move forward together if we work together."
"Has Team Leader Li ever been to Yuhe Mountain before?" Jiang Yu's voice suddenly interrupted. Except for the village chief and his wife, the others all looked confused.
Li Daoxuan: "Of course I have been there. Twenty years ago, everything on Yuhe Mountain was destroyed overnight. Such a serious incident would definitely have sent us to investigate."
He smiled and looked at Jiang Yu, his eyes seemed to be looking at a junior who asked a random question, "Why do you ask that, Mr. Jiang?"