The god of death was grinning in my ear like a maggot on the tarsal bone. My feet had begun to lose feeling and I was running forward purely on instinct. But I also knew that my legs might really break soon.
As I gritted my teeth and ran, Ye Jin suddenly rushed up from behind, leaned over and carried me on his back, and rushed forward as fast as a galloping horse: "Zhaozi's foot is injured, but I'm still here. I can carry him to the place even if I have to crawl."
After a moment of shock, the Grim Reaper became angry and said, "Then I'll see how you climb!"
As soon as the Death God finished speaking, an irresistible pressure descended from the sky. I felt a huge force like a mountain falling down from the sky, and Ye Jin under me suddenly became half a head shorter - Ye Jin's knees knelt in the sand.
"Get down!" The Grim Reaper shouted coldly, and Ye Jin was already lying on the sand with his hands on the ground.
Ye Jin supported himself on the ground with his limbs and gritted his teeth, "Brother, hug my neck and I'm faster than a horse even if I lie on my stomach!"
Not long after I hugged Ye Jin around the neck, Ye Jin suddenly jumped up and used all four limbs to move quickly on the sand. I kept bouncing on Ye Jin's body, but I never let go of my arms.
Ye Jin laughed loudly and said, "Zhaozi, just hold on tight. Who hasn't let their brothers ride on them like horses when they were little? As long as we can rush out, it's better than anything else."
As Ye Jin laughed, the Green Fly Dart in my hand began to tremble violently. That was the reaction when it was close to the target dart: "Almost there, we are almost there..."
The grim laughter of the Grim Reaper was heard again: "Do you know what 'falling short at the last hurdle' means? Sometimes, the closer you are to your goal, the easier it is to fail, even if you are only a hair's breadth away from success."
What does Death want to do
When I raised my head suddenly, I saw that the two warlocks who had just been dragged away were hung in the air at the same time. The two bodies spinning in the air raised their right hands at the same time. Sun Xiaomei shouted loudly: "Stop them, stop Wu Zhao!"
The remaining warlocks of the Mirror Division flew forward at the same time and blocked my way. The two corpses shouted angrily: "You... You... You..."
Every time the corpse screamed, an iron hook would come from the air, mercilessly piercing through the bodies of the warlocks of the Hanging Mirror Division and dragging them into the shadows. The shrill screams came one after another near me, but the green fly dart in my hand suddenly seemed to lose its target and began to circle in the air.
Just a moment later, the warlocks who had been dragged away reappeared near me. Without exception, they were hanging in the air, some upright, some upside down, some already dead, and some still twitching. They were covered in blood and surrounded me and Ye Jin from all directions.
Only Sun Xiaomei, Lin Jingyuan, and Jie Jingwen were left at Xuan Jing Division. Sun Xiaomei and Lin Jingyuan were retreating step by step, while Jie Jingwen knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, begging: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The corpses surrounding us raised their right hands at the same time and pointed at us: "You!"
"Jump—" I shouted angrily, and Ye Jin suddenly jumped up and jumped into the air. At this moment, I also punched the top of my head with all my strength. The surging energy suddenly hit something. After a sound like a broken board came from above my head, a piece of wood covered with dust fell from the air.
"Go!" I roared again, and Ye Jin leaped up against the falling wood chips. I felt like I had rushed through a gap in a building, and suddenly my eyes lit up and I landed in a brightly lit hall.
"Welcome!" When the voice of the Grim Reaper sounded from behind me, Ye Jin and I turned around and looked at him at the same time. When the Grim Reaper standing behind us gently lifted his cloak, Ye Jin was stunned: "Hunchback?"
I bowed to the hunchback and said, "Senior, are you Zhan Wuxiang, the master of human connections?"
"No." The hunchback shook his head and said, "Zhan Wuxiang and Ning Nitian have other plans and are not here. I belong to Yunmai, you can call me hunchback. Come with me!"
The hunchback walked forward with his hands behind his back. "The ghost realm is just a test for you. Zhan Wushang left behind the Wuxin Illusion with only one requirement. No matter which branch of the Half-Life Dao the descendant is from, as long as he enters the illusion, there is only one requirement for him: those who would rather die than give up their original intention can be led into the Zhenjie Hall; otherwise, they will be allowed to die in the illusion."
While the camel was talking, I heard footsteps behind me. When I looked back, Lin Jingyuan and the other three had caught up with me. I couldn't help but frown slightly, but the camel in front seemed to have heard nothing and continued to lead the way slowly.
The hunchback said slowly: "I am just a gatekeeper here. Zhan Wuxiang left two things for you. The first one is the blood letter in front."
When I looked in the direction of the hunchback's finger, I saw a piece of bright red writing on the distant wall.
"Hate, hate, hate..."
At the beginning of that line of words, there were ten consecutive words for "hate". Then it went on to say:
"Heavenly Hate: Heaven is Unfair"
"Earthly Hate: Ghosts and Gods Are Unclear"
“People hate: intrigue and deception”
"Dragon's Hate: Hypocrisy"
"Tiger Hate: People's Hearts Are Easily Changeable"
"Wind Hate: Fratricide"
"Yunhen: Immortality"
"God Hates: Ingratitude"
"Ghost Hate: Separation of Life and Death"
“I only regret that I can’t change the situation.”
Who knows how many years the blood letter has remained in the ghost realm, but it is still as bright red as new and filled with resentment.
The hunchback put his hands behind his back and looked at the blood book and said, "This is actually the place where the nine disciples of the Half-Life Dao joined forces to defy the heavens. They fell in the vast desert and each of them left a blood book. This blood book carries the hatred of the nine disciples of the Half-Life Dao that spanned a thousand years!"
"No one who has inherited the Half Life Dao has ever been able to escape these ten hatreds. In the end, they all died with hatred, and even hated themselves. They hated themselves for being powerless to change the situation, and hated themselves for not being able to defy the will of heaven and change their fate. Haha..."
"The hatred of the Half Life Path is the core that maintains this ghost domain. As long as the hatred persists, the ghost domain will not be destroyed. The Ten Great Hates are also the fate of the Half Life Nine Veins, an irreversible fate."
I was shocked and asked, "What is the fate of the ghost vein?"
"It's a separation of life and death." The hunchback looked at me and said, "Ghost veins cannot have emotions. If they do, they will harm others and themselves. If I'm not mistaken, you, the descendants of the ghost vein, don't have women in your families, right? If the women around you don't leave, they will have to die in front of you. This is the fate of the ghost vein."
I couldn't help but shudder. My grandfather had said the same thing, and he had personally driven away the women in the family. Was he trying to make sure that the Wu family would only be separated in life, not in death
It should be. Let them go, at least they can still be alive, even if they are far away, it is a kind of concern. But what about the separation of the Yin and Yang? Warlocks can summon souls, but summoning souls is a secret method after all. Even if they can be summoned back, they may not be able to keep the souls from dispersing.
Since the fate of the Wu family has been determined, why does my grandfather insist that I marry Guan Qingyan
The hunchback, who had no idea what I was thinking, continued, "The Ten Great Hates of the Half-Life Path were originally meant to be a warning left by our ancestors to future generations, but unfortunately they became a curse, a curse that coexists with the ghost realm."
I looked at the hunchback and asked, "What exactly is the ghost realm?"
The hunchback said, "It's an ancient city, an ancient city buried under the desert. Zhan Wuxiang set up an illusion array on the ancient city. After you rushed down from the sky, you fell into the illusion array, so more than 90% of everything you see is an illusion."
I said in a deep voice: "Including Fengling River?"
The hunchback shook his head and said, "No, the Sealing Spirit River is where the bones of the Nine Half-Life Sons were buried. Their remains soaked in the Ten Great Hates actually attracted thousands of ghosts under the Nine Earths. Later, Zhan Wuxiang used those remains to build a Sealing Spirit River surrounding the ghost realm."
"To outsiders, the Fengling River is meant to seal off the ghost realm and imprison the evil spirits inside; in fact, the Fengling River is protecting the secret left by Zhan Wuxiang."
Ye Jin and I looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes. At first we thought that the Fengling River was a place to suppress the evil spirits in the ghost realm, but we didn't expect that the Fengling River would actually be a defense.
Ye Jin was stunned for a long time before he said in surprise: "Since the nine disciples are all in the Sealed Spirit River, doesn't that mean that if we crack the Sealed Spirit River, we can obtain the entire inheritance of the Half-Life Dao?"
“Hahaha…” the hunchback laughed, “Do you think that if the Nine Half-Life Sons join forces to defy the will of Heaven, will Heaven still allow them to reincarnate or grant them immortality? They are already finished. Apart from the Ten Great Hatreds, they don’t even leave the slightest trace!”
"Even if someone can break through the Fengling River, what can they do? The most they can find is nine incomplete skeletons. Which magic and Tao combination would spend huge manpower and resources to snatch a few useless corpses? Unless they are the filial sons and grandsons of Jiuzi."
The hunchback stood in front of the blood book and said, "The game I played with you was actually very simple. You wrote a story, and I would activate the evil spirits drawn by hatred according to the story to create all kinds of specious things for you, and then I could kill people at will."
"Brilliant!" I have to say that Zhan Wuxiang's method is very brilliant. The most terrifying thing in this world is not real ghosts, but mysterious legends. Many people have never seen some of the legendary evil spirits and ghosts, but have heard too many legends about them. Once they know that the legendary ghosts will suddenly appear in front of them, their momentum will weaken a bit. The first thing they consider is not how to fight back, but how to escape. As long as they escape, they are doomed to die.
Zhan Wuxiang took advantage of their mentality. After he gradually enlightened his opponents and made them think that the blood letter was the rule of heaven, his prey completely lost the confidence to resist. The only thing they could think of was to desperately find the blood letter to break the deadlock.
Who is the easiest person to kill in this world? Those who have already accepted their fate and waited for death. Isn't Zhan Wuxiang just asking people to accept their fate and wait for death
In fact, if we think about it carefully, when did the hunchback give us the clear conclusion that "blood is the way of heaven"? Isn't it all something we have inferred ourselves
The hunchback said with a smile: "Come on, I will show you the real secret of the ghost realm."
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