Chapter 11: Conversation
"I don't know why you were able to escape the mark made by the engraved pen, which can be used to hide the breath of the living, but obviously you don't have it on your head" The young Taoist priest looked at my forehead and said, "If you are discovered by Ah Pong or other underworld personnel, then the end will definitely not be much better."
"Why?" I frowned, thinking to myself that it was just a living person coming in, so I couldn't have such a big battle, right?
"You have to figure it out, in this entire underworld, there are more than ghosts from various departments," he shook his head at me, "There are countless evil ghosts, most of them are people who have harmed countless people in life, and it is difficult to reincarnate after death, for a living person like you, you are like a treasure, at least they will be captured as a servant, or at worst they will be dragged into the eighteenth layer of hell to eat."
"So scary?" My body trembled a little, and I hurriedly begged this Taoist priest to ask if he had any way to help me escape. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
He just looked at me pitifully and said one word: "Difficult"
Hearing this, I instantly froze, and sat straight on the ground, my brain hurting.
There were a few dogs and cats that were not afraid of life crawling over me and jumping on me.
I waved my hand irritably and drove them away, and suddenly I thought of something, pointed to the relics on my chest to the Taoist priest, and said, "Look, can this thing help me escape?" ”
"This is ......" he half-crouched down and reached out to touch my relic.
There was nothing unusual about the relics, they were extremely quiet, and they didn't seem to resist the hands of the young Taoists.
"The relics of the high monks, not bad," he smiled and gave me a thumbs up, "Those who can get this thing are people with good karma"
"But is it really useful?" I ignored his words and asked anxiously.
"Hmm......" he stood up and looked at me thoughtfully, "your two friends, just leave them alone?" ”
"Haven't they been controlled by Scar Man, is there still a chance to save them?" I was stunned and said.
But as soon as the words came out, a sense of disgust suddenly rose in my heart, and it was I who harmed them, and if I left them like this, wouldn't all humanity be annihilated?
I quickly shook my head at him, "No, no, no, as long as you can bring me to the yang world, I have a way to rescue them"
The reason for saying this is that a figure just popped up in my mind - the white-haired Taoist priest who gave me the news of the capital.
Since he can lead me to a nightclub, and nine times out of ten he can enter the underworld alone, wouldn't it be a foolproof way to beg him to let him save Li Fa and Li Cai?
Seeing that I was so entangled, the young Taoist priest also smiled, motioned for me to stand up, and led me into a thatched hut.
"I'm afraid by then, those two will have been reduced to food for Ah Pang's men," he said, sitting on a bench.
"What is the origin of this Ah Pong?" More and more, I felt that the Ah Pong he was talking about was very familiar, but I just couldn't remember who it was.
"Do you know the four major ghosts in the underworld?" He asked helplessly.
"Bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence" I quickly replied, these are some simple knowledge legends.
"Ah Pong is one of the bull heads" He nodded, and continued: "And the reason why the four of them can sit on the title of the Four Great Ghosts is because everyone has no shortage of abilities, so they were selected by the Ten Palaces of Hades."
I see, I understand, it turns out that the scar man is working for the legendary bull head, in this way, the nightclub in the yang world, isn't it the sun absorption station that the cow head is bred in captivity?
"Wouldn't it be even more difficult to snatch Li Fa and Li Cai out of his hands?" It was then that I understood why the Taoist priest in front of me sighed at me again and again.
"Not necessarily" He suddenly turned his face and said next to my ear: "Aren't you curious, why haven't I been engraved yin?" ”
After that, I quickly turned my eyes to his forehead, and cursed a few words in my heart, only then did I realize that there was no "yin" word on the forehead of this little Taoist priest.
"According to what you said, if you don't have a carved yin, wouldn't that be able to prove ......" I opened my mouth in disbelief, "you are also a living person?!" ”
"No, no, no" he shook his head, repudiated my decision, and told me: "There are countless rules in the underworld, it is not for you to find out, the carving of yin is just a tool used by the bosses to control ghosts, and there are still many people who do not have to suffer from this treatment."
"Why?" I didn't understand what he meant, and asked.
"Because I'm also a ghost, and it's not an ordinary ghost," he explained his identity with a little excitement, and felt a little relieved.
"Since I died, I have been in charge of this cave of rebirth, so I can naturally be exempted from the carving of yin and serve here."
"In that case, you're going to be able to get me out?" I hurriedly said excitedly.
"Do you know that you are the only living person in this entire underworld?" He said, "If any of the four great ghosts find out that I am harboring you, not only will I lose this good official position, but I will also lose my qualification to be reincarnated, and I will also be sent to wander in the eighteenth layer of hell."
"......I listened to him, and I didn't seem to want to help me, and I didn't know what to ask for, and I didn't seem to be of much use to him."
"And I, as long as I hand you over, I will get a lot of money," he said with a slight smile.
The smile at this moment seemed so ironic to me, but I didn't expect that since I climbed into this hole of death, I had harmed myself.
"Give me up," I said to him with a look of despair in my eyes.
"But," he suddenly patted me on the shoulder and said softly, "I don't plan to do that."
I shuddered, came back to my senses, despair had been replaced by joy, and asked, "Why?" ”
"You and I are originally fellow believers, and there are a lot of causes and effects in retrospect, since you have come to me, let's send a favor" He smiled mysteriously, interrupting my questioning.
"Haven't asked yet?" I understood that he didn't want to reveal too much, so I changed the subject.
"Call me Uncle Lou," he replied.
"Uncle Lou? Shouldn't you be called Brother Lou? When I saw how young he was, I smiled and asked.
In fact, I can guess that a person who can sit in an official position in the Netherworld Mansion has more or less good skills during his lifetime, and his age will naturally not be less, not to mention that it is just a title, so he doesn't need to delve into it.
He gave me a blank look and said, "Do you want me to send you back first, or do you want to rescue those two?" ”
"Wouldn't it be too inhuman for me to leave like this?" I asked, swallowing, a little confused.
"Not really, as long as you come back to save them on the day of the Midyear Festival, it's not a big problem," he thought for a moment before he said.
"Midyear? When was that? "I thought about it and found that I couldn't remember what day I was brought down.