Chapter 39: The Flower of the Other Shore
I was very bored when I was pressed in the coffin by the fierce girl, but fortunately, the white potatoes that were used to smash me before carrying a fierce girl in my arms could be used to temporarily satisfy my hunger.
I lay in the coffin with my eyes closed and munched on sweet potatoes, and suddenly I had the illusion that I was like a stupid roe deer in the Northeast living in a cave.
And when I finished eating the sweet potato in my hand, I felt even more bored, and in a daze, I actually fell asleep, you know, ghosts don't need to sleep.
Maybe it's like what the fierce girl said, as a living soul, I used monsters indiscriminately, so I hurt my soul, and this ghost coffin is quite comfortable to lie on, and I sleep very peacefully.
It wasn't until I was woken up by the ghostly howl of the stud boy that I was allowed to crawl out of the broken coffin.
According to Yang Luo, a young man with earrings, when I was just carried up from under the inn by Anan in black leather clothes, my eyes were red and transparent, and I looked very scary, and I fainted directly without saying a word......
And all the inns, houses, and shops on the Yellow Springs Road were instantly burned to ashes by the fire that swept out of the ground, and the spirits and whip ghosts who had been enjoying themselves in this land of bliss all recovered their minds at once, and fled in all directions.
In the chaos, perhaps to avoid the attention of the whip ghost, or maybe I had told Anan that I was going to the city of vain death at the foot of the Yin Mountain, Anan in black leather took everyone from Huangquan Road to the Wild Ghost Village.
When we came to this wild ghost village, Anan in black leather took a smile from Yang Luo, a young man with earrings, and said that he was going to the Santu River to purify the soul of the flowers on the other side.
After saying that, the stud boy chatted with me about a bunch of useless nonsense, and he focused on describing how he had managed to get me to this ruined temple in Ghost Village.
"You-you wait for me to figure it out."
I listened to the nonsense of the stud boy, and my ears hurt when I heard it, and I was in a daze for a long time, and suddenly I couldn't receive so much disorganized information, so I had to rub my head a little swollen, and then turned my head to look at the fierce girl who was breaking the dead wood branches on the side and building a fire with the withered yellow ghost grass.
The fierce girl is very serious about making a fire, she looks very virtuous, her movements are flexible and fast, and she really looks like the injuries on her body are no longer serious.
While breathing a sigh of relief in my heart, I couldn't help but wonder how unfair this world is, not only are people different, but how can there be so much difference between ghosts? My soul was damaged and I had to lie in the dark coffin, but the fierce girl was pierced through countless blood holes on her body, and she could still play here like a ghost breaking branches......
The gap between me and the fierce girl's physique can't help but make my heart, a big man, suffer a thousand points of critical damage.
I turned my gaze back to Yang Luo, the young man with the earrings, and on his innocent face, he took a white potato from the bamboo basket and gnawed it with the young man with the earrings: "So, you mean, the place we are in now...... Is it called Wild Ghost Village? ”
The stud boy chewed sweet potatoes in his mouth, his cheeks bulged on both sides, and he replied to me vaguely: "This is what Anan said before leaving, and I have never been here...... But yes, this is the Wild Ghost Village. ”
Yang Luo, a young man with earrings, belongs to a typical heart that is light and long, and he has not become a black chocolate melt corpse in the pits under the tree holes, but sits with me next to the fire and nibbles sweet potatoes, purely God opened a skylight on his head.
"Before Anan leaves? You're saying that Anan isn't with us right now, so what are you looking for...... Went spent? I paused, trying to piece together the scattered information in my head, and hesitated: "When you just said that when he left, you just took away your kettle with smiling spring water?" ”
"Well...... When the yellow sand was flying all over the sky before, didn't my kettle fall to the ground? "The young man with the stud earrings was eager to express his grievances because he had food in his mouth, so when he talked to me, the white potato skin in his mouth almost sprayed me in the face.
"That's my darling! Of course I'm going to pick it up...... But who knew that Na Anan knew that the kettle was filled with spring water from the smiling spring, and in the end, it was confiscated and taken to water the flowers. The facial expression of the young man with the studs was extremely exaggerated, and he complained reluctantly, unwillingly, for fear that I would not understand what he meant, so after thinking about it, he added: "Ah, that flower is called the flower of the other side, and it is said to be the only flower that can grow in the underworld." ”
“…… Watering the flower? The more I listened, the more confused I became, and I wondered, "Where is this??" Does it have anything to do with the female ghost we met on Huangquan Road? ”
I remember Anan once said that the name of the laughing spring is called smile, but it is gathered from the river water in the Quartet, and the bitter river is extremely bitter, because it is all the obsession bitter water poured out of the hearts of the dead souls, and the obsession is endless, and the bitterness is boundless.
And whenever a soul lets go of its attachments, a part of the water flowing in the bitter river will be gathered into the smiling spring water, and after drinking it, the soul will be temporarily happy and laugh.
Anan is now using this smiling spring water to water the flowers on the other side, what is the reason? Could this water still make the flowers happy?
No, I seem to remember that Yang Luo was talking about 'purification' before.
Suddenly, a white light flashed in my head, and those scattered fragments seemed to finally let me find the logical line that connected them.
I turned to the fierce girl and said, "You said before that the girl in the gauze is not a soul at all...... So what is she, the flower on the other side of the Santu River? ”
The fierce girl was originally folding the withered grass in her hand, while thinking about something, but at this moment I asked suddenly, her eyes were very loose for a while, obviously she hadn't come back to her senses.
After a long time, the fierce girl nodded at me and said, "I was just guessing before, but your friend has already determined that it is the rhizome of the flower on the other side that is corroded by the turbidity brought out by the evil ghosts of hell, and the flower spirit on the other side will appear on this Huangquan Road, specifically intercepting the souls on the road as fertilizer." ”
"Intercept the soul on the road as a ...... Manure? ”
In the grooves under the hollow of the tree, the corpses that kept melting into black mud and sinking deep into the ground, and the brown rhizomes that pierced the body of the fierce girl, gradually seemed to make everything clear.
"I once saw a ghost unload one of his arms for a bowl of wonton noodles...... I thought that if I wanted to cross this Huangquan Road, I must leave something behind...... But I didn't expect that as long as I ate the food provided in this land of bliss, it would slowly turn into fertilizer to nourish the flowers on the other side that had been corroded by the turbidity of hell......"
The earring boy listened to me mention the food in the inn, and the chewing sweet potato in his mouth choked in his throat, and he coughed incessantly.
I reached out and wiped the white potato skin sprayed on my face by the young man with earrings with my sleeve, looked at the fierce girl with interest and said, "Then how did you find me?" ”