Chapter Seventy-Two: Dialogue with the Spirit
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"Well, so be it, your current physical condition is really not suitable for long walks. You stay in this inn for the time being, and I'll come back to pick you up after I'm done with things at the beach!" ”
The Roy man thought for a moment and asked, "Then how long are you going to go, I'm alone in a strange inn, I'll be scared!" ”
"It won't take more than seven days at most, don't worry, I'll be back as soon as possible!" Shanshan said solemnly.
The Rojs thought about it for a moment and agreed.
After that, Sansa helped the Roys pack up everything and hurried to sleep, she was too tired.
The next day, early in the morning, Shanshan prepared a lot of food and water, hired a carriage, and ran to the beach day and night.
A few days later, she finally reached the seashore of the Holy Maiden again.
Looking at the vast and vast sea, Shanshan's mood is no longer the same as when she sent Princess Seli to get married.
Everything has changed in time.
Shanshan did not forget the purpose of this trip, she quickly found a small boat, prepared her belongings, took the spirit lamp and went to sea alone.
In the middle of the night, she moored the boat next to a small island.
Sansa sat on top of the boat, first placing a transformed crystal sword at her feet; Then she placed the jade bottle that collected souls beside her, and in order to prevent accidents, she prepared three bottles; Then hang the spiritualist lamp on the mast; There was a small medicine bottle hanging next to the conjuring lamp, that was Huo Yan's favorite small medicine bottle that she carried with her, she stole it from the Flowing Fire Palace, and the high priest told him that he had to have a token of the party, so that the soul could find the direction of return, and Shanshan also took many small objects from Huo Yan; Finally, Sansa smeared the psychic powder that the High Priestess had given her on her eyes, which could help her see the spirit.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw a completely different world: the center of the originally empty conjuring lamp suddenly lit up with a fiery red wick, emitting a blinding and dizzying light; The night sky, which was as black as ink, completely turned blood red, and there was a black wind blowing on the sea, and the sea surface was completely shrouded in fog, and there were many transparent white ghosts floating around in the air from time to time.
"Ahem!" Shanshan tried to calm herself, although the high priest had reminded her of the details, she had a certain psychological preparation, but the real scene she saw in front of her still gave her countless shocks, she couldn't control herself from being afraid, and her legs were shaking.
It turns out that this is the world of ghosts! Everyone, where they have to go after death, she feels inexplicably in awe.
"Calm, calm, must be calm! Sansa struggled to remind herself, forcing her breathing to steady.
Soon, Sansa regained her composure. As the high priest had said, she put her hands around her trumpets and called out the name of the flame in a loud voice over the sea.
In the world of the soul, except for the soul itself, which is very sensitive, everything else has become slow, moving like a snail, and even the sound is much slower than the normal world, and the voice that Shanshan hears has changed, like the feeling of eating something, unable to swallow or spit it out.
The High Priest said that the soul needs time to perceive the sound, and that it must keep calling so that the soul you are looking for can hear it.
Fire-fire--! Fire-Fire-......
Sansa kept calling reverently, and soon a lot of spirits and ghosts gathered around her boat, and the ghosts, looking at Sansa with empty eyes, they couldn't speak, they just looked straight at her.
Shanshan stopped shouting, and saw the dense souls around her, and the cool breeze on her back was blowing again and again, saying that she was not afraid, it must be fake! But she couldn't back down, she had to calm down and carefully identify the souls that looked similar, in order to find the soul of the flame.
Shanshan's eyes widened for a long time, and she didn't have a clue. He cursed secretly in his heart, "Why do these souls all look the same, they can't distinguish between men and women, how can they find Huoyan, I'm curious, what method does Death use to distinguish them?" Really, why didn't I ask the High Priest at that time, if there was any way to distinguish between the world of the souls, how could I know that this was the case? ”
After thinking about it for a long time, Shanshan still decided to use the old stupid method: try one by one.
"Are you a flame? I'm Sanshan! If you're a flame nod your head, if you're not just shaking your head! Sansa spoke carefully to the spirits around the ship.
The souls still looked at Sansa with wide, empty eyes, but they didn't move.
"Didn't they understand?" Confused, Shanshan continued to use a slower pace, matching her body language, and said to them again: "Are you-the flame?" I'm -- Sanshan! If - if - if you are a flame - nod - if - not - please shake your head! ”
Who knows, all the souls nodded with her - shook their heads - nodded - shook their heads .......
Sansa collapsed in an instant! "What's the situation? It turns out that people become idiots after death, this is outrageous, right? Is it so hard that I have to become like them when I die? Isn't that boring? It seems that it is better to be alive! ”
Talking to the soul is indeed a very difficult task, but Shanshan can't give up, for the sake of the flame, she has spent so much effort, how can she give up all her efforts? Besides, Huo Yan is still lying on the bed.
Putting her attitude in order, Sansa continued to search.
Sansa tried to talk to each soul individually, talking to them about the many things that Huo Yan and Sansa had played with since she was a child, and screened them one by one.
In the end, Shanshan found that none of them were fiery souls, and it was almost dawn, and Shanshan was tired, she was too sleepy, so she closed her eyes directly, snuggled up to the boat and fell asleep.
Sansa slept during the day, and when night fell, she began to search for the fiery soul, for three days, but every day she found nothing.
The hard work paid off, and on the evening of the fourth day, things finally took a turn for the better.