The group of ghost messengers had no choice but to kill their way to the River of Forgetfulness. Unfortunately, they still missed. They followed the river bank to the Bridge of Trials.
Zhu Yao could no longer float. She silently cursed that cultivator who was traveling on public expense. He was really too troublesome. Don't let her see it. Even if she saw it … she couldn't do anything about it.
Ning Yun, however, did not give up. He looked as though he would not give up until he succeeded in flattering her. Bringing the group of ghosts along the river bank, they walked for a whole two hours before they could faintly see a bridge that spanned across the entire River of Forgetfulness.
It was a stone bridge, yet it was made of black stones. Placed on the silvery-white surface of the river, it was especially obvious.
Before they could even approach it, they were stopped by someone. The one leading the group was a very sturdy looking ghost messenger. He was dressed in black, and there were red patterns embroidered on it.
"Ning Yun, you've crossed the line. This isn't your territory." That person laughed extremely arrogantly, as though he was not going to let them pass.
"Ning Lin, hurry and call your boss out."
"Our boss isn't free." That person basically did not buy it.
Ning Yun was instantly enraged. "You bunch of despicable people, don't think I don't know what kind of immoral things you've done."
Ning Lin's expression darkened, as he glared at him. "So what? That lord said that he only wishes to take a look at my Bridge of Trials. He doesn't fancy that piece of land of yours, so what can I do? "
"You …" Ning Yun was furious. "If you have the ability, let us pass. I will personally explain things to the lord."
"This is our territory, why should we let you pass?" Ning Lin seemed to be going against him. Not only did he not give way, he even called a few more ghost messengers over to block the path.
Ning Yun was fuming, yet he could not do anything to the other party. After all, this Bridge of Trials was indeed their territory. Both parties were in a stalemate, neither of them giving way.
On one side, they were in a rush to break through, while on the other side, they were completely blocking the path. More than an hour passed, yet there was still no result.
Zhu Yao could not help but be distracted, as she sized up that bridge. There were many ghosts by the side of the bridge. Some of them were dressed in luxurious clothes, while others were naked. There were all sorts of people. However, they all had a blank look on their faces, and there was not the slightest bit of brilliance in their eyes.
Zhu Yao guessed that these should be the ghosts of ordinary mortals. Usually, ghosts that arrived in the Underworld, unless the resentment they carried when they were alive was too heavy, otherwise, they would not have any intelligence to speak of. The souls of cultivators were generally stronger, so even if they went to the Underworld, they would still retain some of their memories and spirituality. Although it was not very tall.
They were both ghosts, but the ones she saw at the Gate of the Underworld were much more vivid than the ones she saw here.
Zhu Yao once again sized up the bridge. The bridge was huge, and half of it was hidden within the fog. There was only one such bridge across the River of Forgetfulness, it was called the Bridge of Guidance, also known as the Bridge of Helplessness. On the other side of the river was the path of reincarnation.
She had heard from other ghost messengers that only souls like this who did not have any emotions from their previous lives could cross this bridge. Otherwise, they would fall into the River of Forgetfulness and wash away everything from their previous lives. Only then could they reach the other side.
Zhu Yao concluded that the entire River of Forgetfulness was a large-scale reset database, and it was completely mandatory. However, she was curious as to where this river came from and where it flowed to.
"Newcomer, what are you daydreaming for? Hurry and shout!" Ning Yun suddenly pushed her.
"Ah? Ah? "She regained her senses, and her face was filled with confusion.
"You're a woman, and your voice is the loudest. I'll leave this mission to you." Ning Yun said with a solemn look.
Zhu Yao was startled. What the hell? She basically wasn't listening to him earlier. "Shout … Shout what?"
"We can't enter, so we can only attract that lord's attention." He patted on her shoulder. "Don't be afraid, you just have to shout loudly. If you manage to get him to come out, I will remember your contribution. "
Understood!
"Alright!" Zhu Yao patted on her chest. Wasn't it just shouting at a person? Leave it to her.
Zhu Yao cleared her throat, got into a stance, and loudly said. "The people inside, listen up. You've already been surrounded. Hurry and put down your weapons and surrender. You don't have the right to remain silent. If you still don't come out, this old lady will spank your buttocks till they blossom."
How about it? Domineering enough, right? Eh? Ning Yun, why is your face so dark?
Ning Yun really wanted to cry. Girly, you're a spy sent by the other party, right?
"If you shout like that, he'll come out … Ehhhhh …" He really came out, hey!
Before he could even finish, suddenly, a human figure charged over from the opposite side. With a flash of white light, it was as though a gust of wind had swept over.
Even Ling Lin who was at the back exclaimed out in astonishment. "Lord …"
Ning Yun was instantly excited. Just as he was about to speak up, that white figure had already disappeared without a trace.
"…" The words he had in his stomach instantly rotted back into his stomach. Was this considered a success or failure?
He turned to look.
Eh? Where's the new girly?
She couldn't be settling the score after this, right? His heart was in a state of unease again.
Oh right … What's that girly called again?
— — — —
Zhu Yao was a little dumbfounded. She simply felt something was blowing towards her like a gust of wind. Her waist tightened, and her entire body was hurriedly flying backwards. Then, the gust of chilly wind caused her brain to sway.
When she finally stopped, she was already in a daze from the sway. As a new ghost, such a high-intensity exercise was basically an unbearable pain for her soul.
She needed to slow down.
She finally managed to catch her breath, only to realize a black head was currently tightly pressing onto the little steamed bun in front of her chest. It wasn't big in the first place, and now, it had already been pressed into the shape of an airport.
"My steamed bun …" Zhu Yao cried out miserably. Reflexively, she raised her leg and kicked towards him. Ultimate technique: Bloodline Ending Kick!
"Ugh!" That person cried out miserably. In an instant, his body curled up like a shrimp, and slid down from her body. He rolled onto the ground, yet, one of his hands was still tightly grabbing onto her sleeves.
"The hell, you stinky pervert!" You actually want to press onto my little steamed bun. Though the steamed bun is small, it's still dry rations. There might even be room for growth! Ssss … This lady here is going to die from the pain.
Zhu Yao tugged on her sleeves, yet, she was unable to snatch it back from his hands. Hence, she ruthlessly tugged with all her might!
"Big sis Zhu Yao …" He suddenly let out a groan, which carried a stifled and choked feeling.
Zhu Yao's hands paused. This voice … was so familiar! Lowering her head, she looked at the person who was rolling on the ground. She saw that the other party was holding onto his nether regions, and was currently slowly raising his head to look at her.
This was the face of a youth, and every single part of it was a face she was familiar with. However, the immaturity between his brows had faded away, and was replaced with an unfamiliar weathered look.
She stiffened for a moment, and then probed. "Mushroom?"
The youth's expression sank, and the pain on his face deepened. He stared at her intensely, and with a blink of his eyes, droplets of water would flow out from his eyes that seemed to be filled with numerous emotions. His voice was choked to the point where it was almost inaudible. "… Big sis Zhu Yao."
Zhu Yao completely stiffened, as though she was directly struck by something. Her eyes could not help but widen, and for a moment, she could not find her own voice. "Little … Wimp …"
He tightly grabbed onto her sleeves.
"It's really you!" Zhu Yao squatted down, and pulled up the person on the ground. She carefully sized up this familiar face. This was impossible! "Why are you still alive … Ah pui!" These words sounded strange. "Why didn't you reincarnate? Ah pui!" These words were even stranger. "You … Why are you here? I'm not seeing things, right? "
"It's me." He nodded. As though he wanted to say something, he choked on his words, and was unable to speak. The mist in his eyes instantly formed a line. He immediately hugged Zhu Yao, and like a little child, he buried his head into her neck. "Big sis Zhu Yao, I finally get to see you again."
It's really him! Little wimp …
"Why are you crying?"
"I … It hurts!" Wang Xuzhi tightened his arms, and pulled her even closer into his embrace.
"Serves you right. Who asked you to take advantage of me." Zhu Yao could not help but scold him. However, the depths of her heart felt sour and uncomfortable. Pulling her sleeves, she wiped his face. "Didn't you say since young that a man should not shed blood, but not tears?"
"But … It really hurts."
Alright, she had indeed kicked you a little too hard. I apologize to your wife!
"Stinky little brat, stop crying! Don't you know that crying is contagious? You're making me want to cry. " Zhu Yao could no longer hold it in. Her tears uncontrollably flowed out. It was definitely not because she was weak. This was contagious! It definitely was!
Little wimp. Her little wimp. That little brat that she had watched grow up. Proud and stubborn, the little brat that she could never let go of, and always wanted to keep an eye on.
He was finally back.
— — — —
Realmspirit promised that he would let her see little wimp again. This time, he was finally reliable. Zhu Yao had once thought, if she were to see him again, what would happen?
But it definitely wouldn't be like this. She kicked him. Mn, and it was even in a certain indescribable part. Then, the two of them hugged each other and cried for an hour. He was in pain, while she was contagious.
Even Zhu Yao was moved by her own actions. Just as she was about to express the greatness of a mother's love towards this son that she had regained after losing him …
A female ghost crawled out from the ground.
"Hey, are the two of you done yet? You've already cried for half a day, and your tears have already flooded my house. Are you even going to let ghosts sleep? "
Wang Xuzhi: "…" Why the hell is this place her home?
Zhu Yao: "…" What a crappy place you chose.
The two of them weakly crawled away. As expected, such a beautiful and sorrowful place wasn't their style.
"Oh right, little wimp, why are you in the Underworld?" Only then did Zhu Yao remember to ask Wang Xuzhi about the situation. "Didn't you reincarnate?"
Wang Xuzhi was startled. "Big sis Zhu Yao, how did you know?"
"Uh … Don't worry about how I know. Why are you here now?" She clearly remembered that when Realmspirit showed her the scene back then, he had already reincarnated. However, his current appearance, was still exactly the same as before.
He was silent for a moment, before he slowly said. "I had indeed reincarnated, but for some reason, when I returned to the Underworld at the end of my lifespan, I returned to the appearance of my previous life. After that, I opened my spiritual consciousness and thought of big sis Zhu Yao, so I cultivated into a spiritual body and went to Spiritual Realm."
Wasn't it said that the water of the River of Forgetfulness could wash away everything from one's previous life? Why did he recover?
Haah, forget about it. She was already very satisfied to be able to see him again.
"In other words, you have already begun to cultivate again?" Zhu Yao sized him up for a moment, and then nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, little wimp. As expected of my son."
"Big sis Zhu Yao … I'm not your son." His expression darkened. He had never been.
"Aiya, don't mind these details." Zhu Yao waved her hand. "Then how are you doing in Spiritual Realm? Did anyone bully you? Tell big sis, big sis will blacklist him. "
"I'm great." Wang Xuzhi nodded. He glanced at her and heaved a long sigh. As though he had recalled something, he slowly said. "After I opened my spiritual consciousness, I thought of big sis Zhu Yao. So I would often stop on the Bridge of Judgement, hoping to meet you, but also hoping not to. "
He wanted to see her, but this was the Underworld after all. Seeing her meant death, and now …
Wang Xuzhi was startled, as though he had just recalled this point. He anxiously consoled her. "Big sis Zhu Yao, don't be sad. It's fine even if you die. We can go to Spiritual Realm and start anew."
"Enough." Zhu Yao patted on his head. "It's not like I've never died before." She was already used to dying, alright?
He no longer spoke, and his face was filled with guilt.
Zhu Yao, however, could not help but feel her heart ache, as she blurted out. "Little wimp, I'm sorry!" Clearly, she was the one who should be feeling guilty. She had clearly promised Doctor Wang that she would take good care of him, yet, she did not do it.
"That's not big sis Zhu Yao's fault." Wang Xuzhi smiled. A moment later, he said. "I've never blamed you."
— — — —
When she swaggered back with Wang Xuzhi, Ning Yun and his little companions were all dumbfounded.
"Hi!" Zhu Yao took the initiative to greet them.
"Milord, spare me!" Ning Yun however, knelt on the ground and shouted. "Little wimp had no intention of being rude to you. This was all done by the new girl."
Zhu Yao: "…"
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