Lu Fei said distressedly: "Can't we think of another way?"
I sighed, "There is no other way. Fu Xueman has a master behind her helping her. The hope of getting Yaxue back is probably very slim. If she fails, Yaxue will definitely lose her life."
Wang Zijun scratched his head and said, "How can you be sure that Xiaoxue is Yaxue? What if Fu Xueman lied to you?"
I was moved when I heard this. What the monkey kid said made sense. Although Xiaoxue's situation was suspicious, she might not be Yaxue. But I still smiled bitterly and said, "Whether she is Yaxue or not, she is Liu Shan's daughter anyway. Do you think I can ignore her daughter's life?"
"That's true." Wang Zijun sighed.
Lu Fei frowned and said worriedly, "Marrying a ghost is like being a person from the underworld. You will be unlucky for the rest of your life."
I nodded. I knew this a long time ago. Do I need you to tell me? But now, Wang Zijun's words stirred up a wave in my heart. Even for Liu Shan, I have to know whether Xiaoxue is Yaxue. What if it was a trap set by Tan Qing and his gang? The evil ghost didn't drink Mengpo soup to reincarnate, and they worked together with Fu Xueman and others to harm me. I must find out.
I asked Lu Fei to drive the car out of the county town and arrived at a field. I looked around and found that the surrounding environment was not bad. This land has strong yang energy, ghosts generally don't come here, and it is far away from the village, so it is a good place. I told them that I was going to the underworld, and the two boys were stunned.
Going to the underworld is like peeling off a layer of skin. I have been there three times. They asked me if I was addicted to it. But I also knew that if I didn't go to the underworld, I wouldn't understand Xiaoxue's true life experience, so I agreed. I had candles in my bag, took out eight and lit them, and told them to cheer up and protect me, so that I wouldn't be unable to come back and get married with Fu Xueman in the underworld.
I was really unsure about going to the underworld this time. First, the director of the Ghost Portal Management Office had changed, and I didn't have the Yin Pills, so I couldn't arrange anything. Second, the ancestor was in seclusion, so I probably wouldn't be able to see him. Not to mention finding out about Xiaoxue's life experience, even coming back would be a problem. But time was limited, and tomorrow night was the day to get married to Fu Xueman. If I didn't go tonight, I would have no chance.
After reciting the soul-raising spell, the soul floated out of the body. I turned around to look at the two of them with nervous faces, thinking that I might not be able to come back this time. I forgot to tell them to remember to take good care of my mother. Why did I become so fussy? Can't I still meet them after I die? Thinking of this, I found an entrance to the underworld and plunged down.
In the gray sky, I walked on a cold stone road, which made me feel very familiar. But this time I came alone, and felt a little lonely.
Who have I been here with? Who have I been here with? Suddenly thinking of this question, I shouted twice in my heart, and suddenly I remembered that I was here with Shen Bing!
At this moment, I had goose bumps all over my body. This was not because of the horror, but because I remembered our memories. The first time, I came to save her. The second time, we accidentally came in through the store's entrance and almost got "reincarnated". The third time was to go to the City of the Dead. This time, without Shen Bing, a big-breasted and brainless girl, I wonder if I can get through the entrance.
Thinking of her threats to the Black and White Impermanence, I found them funny and couldn't help but smile. But after laughing, my heart suddenly sank and the smile disappeared. Because I remembered that I had hurt this girl badly a few days ago. Damn it!
However, I finally remembered her, and everything came back to me with her. I completely recovered all my memories. If I knew that entering the underworld would have such a miraculous effect, I would have come down long ago. Shedding a layer of skin is nothing. Living in a daze is really uncomfortable.
Hurry to the underworld to finish the business, and then go back to the provincial capital to apologize to the girl. Now I am in a very good mood, almost jumping to the boundary river, singing "We row the oars..." while swimming across the boundary river.
I'm afraid that throughout history, no one who has gone to the underworld would be so happy. My friend, this is definitely a ghost that has never been seen before and will never be seen again!