Chapter 52: Crossing the Weak Waters
Whether it's murder and arson, or robbing a house, if you can't get in the door, you'll be a fart!
But just like that, she slipped back, and she had to be laughed at by her senior brother for two hundred years, and she was really unwilling.
Bored, she threw one of the talismans into the water, and as expected, everything in the weak water would sink automatically. She silently recited the mantra and activated the illumination talisman to see what was under the water.
Except for the remnant soul that has not been completely devoured, no one has told her what is in the weak water.
The lighting rune lit up, but the weak water was not illuminated at all, only the rune paper itself glowed faintly, sinking deeper and deeper.
Suddenly, countless ripples rippled on the calm surface of the river, and countless remnant souls were attracted by the energy contained in the rune paper, scrambling to pounce on that little light source.
As far as the eye could see, it was full of remnant souls, and I couldn't even see the surface of the water.
Kong Qianyu was thoughtful, she tentatively activated the talisman again and threw it down, this talisman was under her control, and it happened to fall on the body of a remnant soul.
There is a door!
The rune paper fell steadily, not like the previous one, and quickly sank, only to be completely torn apart under the scramble of the remnant souls, and the dots of aura caused the irrational remnant souls to go even more crazy.
Very good, Third Senior Brother, your blood has not been shed in vain!
Kong Qianyu activated all the handfuls of non-aggressive life rune paper in his hand, his wrist flew up, and the rune paper landing point was very skillful.
The remnants of the soul have no reason, and if they have an aura, they will automatically be attracted to it instinctively.
Taking advantage of the fact that they gathered the most, Kong Qianyu used his light body to use his kung fu, stepped on one foot to change places, and for the sake of safety, he threw rune paper while jumping, and after seven or eight take-offs, he stood firmly on the other side of the river.
Call~
The remnant souls behind him finished absorbing the aura and began to fight each other, gradually sinking to the bottom of the water, so dangerous!
For fear of being discovered by the roving ghosts, the place she chose to cross the river was already very remote, and if she walked two miles further south, she would get the entrance to the eighteenth layer of hell.
No wonder you rarely see parades in this area, the ghosts that can run out of the eighteenth layer of hell are not good stubble, and the ghosts are also shrewd, so they don't want to rush to find death.
After checking the general map of the underworld provided by Ling Fengzi, she discerned the direction and headed towards the capital city.
The first stop of the ghosts after Lethe is to go to the Judge's Hall to judge their lives, to see if they will go to hell or enter the inner city.
Kong Qianyu released the new ghost near the left, and saw her drifting into the judge's hall in a daze, and he found the right time to go straight into the inner city.
She had a residence permit issued by the city god officer in her hand, and she was disguised like any other ghost, and the city gate official glanced at her lazily and let her go.
The inner city looks peaceful, the markets are bustling with activity, and the shouts of vendors are endless, and if you don't look at the items they sell, they are actually very similar to the street markets in the sun.
After all, ghosts are all changed by people, and it is not surprising that they continue the habits of when they were alive.
Being able to come to the underworld for a visit is a novelty for their immortal cultivators.
Since embarking on the immortal path, even if they can't reach the other side of immortality, they have already transcended the six realms, and they will no longer have the opportunity to be reincarnated.
Once an immortal cultivator falls, most of the gods and bodies are destroyed, and it is a real death. If the body is destroyed by luck, the soul still exists, and most of them choose to rebuild, for example, the third senior brother becomes a big rabbit spirit, and a very small number of them have a great opportunity to turn into a ghost cultivator and re-ascend the path of immortality.
Therefore, cultivators are very willing to die, and it is quite rare for someone like Kong Qianyu to die and come to the earth.
She squatted in front of a small stall, looking at the stall with some confusion.
All kinds of offerings such as fruit cakes are weakly exploded, the latest fruit 15, villas, boys and girls, the latest sports cars, everything.
And that's just a stall.
I saw a ghost floating next to me, pointing to the rice in the corner and asking, "Boss, how much is this?" ”
"100 million."
The ghost took out a piece of paper money from the Heaven and Earth Bank, bought the rice, and after a while, turned his head back and asked, "Where is the incense?" How can I eat it without fragrance? ”
"Twenty million incense."
The ghost scolded and scolded: "If you are the second among the profiteers, no one dares to be the first, just three sticks of incense are more expensive than a bowl of rice." ”
"Blame me? The people above burned hundreds of billions of dollars, can the underworld not be inflationary? Buy 200 million today, and it will rise again in a few days. ”
The ghost threw out another 200 million, took the three sticks of incense given by the stall owner, and the incense was inserted into the rice and burned automatically.
Kong Qianyu watched speechlessly as the ghost plucked off two of the incense sticks, and used them as chopsticks with great skill, and began to pull rice, no more than five seconds at most, and a bowl of rice was empty.
He threw away the rice bowl, stuffed three sticks of incense into his mouth, crunched and chewed them all out, and then patted his belly: "Alas, let's eat one meal after another." I couldn't eat any day, so I went to reincarnation. ”
"I don't know how many people in the city think like you, but reincarnation is not something you want to vote for. Do you go when a fly and a mosquito? "The stall owner knows the ghost very well, so he doesn't have to be so polite when he speaks.
"Hey, who's to say it's not, the thing I hated the most when I was alive was mosquitoes, even if it was a frog."
"Frogs? The wild ones are almost wiped out by pesticides, and it's almost the same as being a bullfrog, but it's good to be a bullfrog, and it's coming back in a few months. ”
"Alas, your rice may be sold for a billion by then. The little money in your pocket is not as valuable as waste paper. ”
Kong Qianyu didn't speak, quietly squatting to listen to their chat. The stall owner suddenly turned to her: "Girl, new here, right?" ”
"Huh? Oh. New arrival, new arrival. "It's not new, it's only been an hour. I can't feel the passage of time at all in Xudu, Kong Qianyu also guessed, in line with the attitude of saying more and making more mistakes, saying less and making fewer mistakes, first understand the living habits here, after all, I have to stay for a while.
"Yo, the little girl is young, it's a pity, how did she die?"
"Sick and dead."
"Come on, come on, try our food here, although it is not delicious, but I am full, and I don't want to go home." The stall owner is working very hard to sell, but in recent times, prices have skyrocketed, consumption has been downgraded, and his luxury goods cannot be sold.
Kong Qianyu smiled shyly: "Thank you, big brother, but I don't have any money, so I won't eat it." She complained silently, the ghost wants to eat your food, I'm not a real ghost.
"Huh? Girl, didn't your father and mother burn money for you? ”
My father and mother hung up a thousand years ago, and this topic is not nutritious, Kong Qianyu changed the topic with a smile: "Big brother, do we have a signal here?" Can you still use your phone? ”
"Yes, so many old experts in our country have come down, now there are some above, there are below, the network is very good, but the package is too expensive, especially if you can roam in the sun, you will get 100 billion in a minute."
White rice is only 100 million bowls. When a rich person dies, he will become a rich ghost, and a working dog is also a working ghost, which is a stark and tragic contrast.