I was still wondering when this memory would stop, but as soon as I stopped muttering, everything in front of me changed.

I felt like my soul was being pulled out, pain and emptiness filling my body. By the time I reacted, the memories of my previous life had disappeared, and what caught my eye was a scene in the coffin shop in Chen Youxian County.

I saw myself lying in a coffin like a dead man, with a pale complexion. On a small stool next to the coffin, there was a burning oil lamp, which burned vigorously.

And Chen Youxian, holding his head boredly on the counter in the store, looking at the crowded street outside, his eyes were blank. I found myself floating in mid-air, and I wanted to float over and ask Chen Youxian if he could see me.

As a result, I found that my soul was involuntarily drifting out, and looking at the hot sun above my head, I was a little apprehensive, thinking that I would not disappear.

It didn't, and the soul drifted out, all the way to the west. I enjoyed the feeling of flying in the sky this time, but it was not as comfortable as described in the novel, on the contrary, I felt like I had no bottom in my heart, wandering and wandering all the time, as if I was a ghost, drifting, with no direction to speak of.

On the way, I saw many evil ghosts, I saw the hypocrisy on the faces of the people on the ground, and the black gas that shrouded them, and the whole city was filled with black gas, covering the whole sky.

I knew I was drifting west, but I didn't know where I was going, but I looked down and saw that this was not the little village on the western edge of the city.

I've been to this little village before, so I recognize it. The last time I came to this county, it was because it was haunted, and I took over an old man's business and came to help him. When I came here, I found that the whole small village was shrouded in yin qi, and at that time, I was not good enough, but I only helped the old man solve the problems at home, but I didn't have any way to deal with the yin qi of this village.

But now I wonder how I got here.

I thought to myself, could it be that this side has something to do with me?

Then I drifted into the forest behind the little village, a forest full of trees and secluded woods. On a hill is the grave where the people of the village are buried after they die. I floated there, and I looked at the large and small graves on the ground, and the black gas that permeated them, which made me feel a little frightened.

But then, my soul rushed down to a very old grave bag on the ground, and I was startled, and then I found a hidden hole underneath the grave bag.

This tomb bag is far away from the new tomb bags, and when I came to that small village, I learned that there is a custom here that the new tomb should be behind the old tomb when buried, and once the new tomb is made, you cannot worship the ancestors at the old tomb. So there was a hole in the village, and the people in the village didn't know about it, because they couldn't set foot on the old grave.

Unexpectedly, this rush down also allowed me to discover this hole. Then, before I could react, I slipped into the hole. There was still a bit of light in the hole, and I could feel it as I floated, and it was going underground.

I tried to see the scenery of the past few years, but when I was concentrating, a dark shadow passed in front of my eyes, and at the same time, a rotten and disgusting smell wafted into my nose, and I couldn't help but almost throw up.

I didn't know what it was, but by the time I tried to get a look, the shadow was gone. My soul continued to fly, and when I passed through the passage, a large door appeared in front of me, and although it was dimly lit, I could see that it was covered with skulls.

"How can there be such a strange gate under this little hill?" I was surprised, could it be that the people in the village did it?

But when you think about it, it shouldn't be possible, the people in the village are simple, the villagers are kind and amiable, and they don't look like people who would do such things. I guess they didn't know that there was such a thing under the grave mountain.

The wind poured in through the hole, and although it didn't feel anything on me, it added a sense of horror.

Just as I was contemplating the source of this door, the door creaked, startling me.

What is this for, how can a good door make a noise? I thought to myself, is this a hint that I open the door?

Sure enough, as I thought, as a soul state, I involuntarily pushed open the door, and I could still touch the door, I was surprised, I should not be able to touch anything in the soul state, how can this door be allowed to let me touch it.

At the moment when my fingertips touched the door, the coldness came from my fingers, all over my body, as if I was in ice water, a spirit trembled, I quickly withdrew my hand, and it was then that I realized that I could freely control my own soul.

Looking at the door that was pushed open, I thought about it, it is definitely not an accident that I came here, since I came, I will go in and have a look. So I stepped in.

Inside the door, there is a monument that resembles a ruin. The place where I was standing was on the open ground, which was large, what seemed to be a large square, and the ground was covered with dust, and there was a very soft sound when I walked on it.

I looked around and saw that on the edge of the square a few hundred meters away, there were large pillars tens of meters high at intervals. I counted them, and there were exactly eight of them.

I opened my mouth in surprise, wondering how could there be such a huge place underground? And it's similar to ruins, if the state finds out, the people in this village won't be able to get rich.

I ran over and found that the big pillars were carved with some strange charms, golden, but perhaps too much time had passed, and the gold had already looked dull and full of ancient aura.

I looked at the large pillar carefully, and when I tried to touch it with my hand, my hand passed through it, and I had to give up. Then he stood in front of the pillars, looked at the other seven pillars on the main square, and secretly deduced the direction in his heart, and finally found that the pillars here were erected according to the hexagram of the gossip.

And where I am standing, I am in the position of the gossip.

"It's strange that this ancient ruin has nothing but this empty square?" I was speechless, it stands to reason that there are some peerless masterpieces in some ruins? Why is there nothing here except a few big pillars?

As soon as the words were spoken, I noticed that my soul began to float again, and before I could react, there was ground in front of me, and I was going to crash straight down.