C97 pseudo-yellow spring

Xia Xin said, "Let's leave our bodies here and hide our souls in the grave."

"Leave your body here?"

Xia Xin nodded, "It's just a dream, you wouldn't be reluctant to part with it, right?"

I replied, "It's not that I can't bear to part with it, it's that I'm worried. If I lose my physical body, will I be able to wake up?"

Xia Xin said, "In your dreams, all bodies, buildings, and ghosts are illusory. Only your thoughts are real. You just need to bring your reason back to reality. "

I nodded. "All right."

After that, Xia Xin grabbed the top of my head, and both of our souls floated out of our bodies.

I thought I was leaving the body and that the next step would be to enter the grave. Who knew that Xia Xin would casually shove my soul into a clay figurine.

I was shocked and shouted, "Xia Xin, what are you doing?"

Xia Xin ignored me and walked into another mud man.

I tried to get out of the Mud Man, but I couldn't. He could only try his best to glance at Xia Xin from the corner of his eyes to see what she would do.

Xia Xin controlled the clay figurine and helped it up from the ground, sitting cross-legged in a meditative posture.

Puzzled, I asked, "Why can you move?"

Xia Xin said, "Because I think of the clay figurine as my body. I don't resist it in my heart. "

I suddenly understood. Thus, I lifted my hand tentatively. As expected, the clay figure moved.

However, possessing a body made out of mud was not very comfortable at all. Every step he took caused him to fall to the ground. What was going on?

Xia Xin set up her own body, and helped set up my own.

I asked her, "Is that all? When the heavenly soldiers rush in, won't they still be able to rescue us from our bodies made of mud? "

Xia Xin smiled at me. "Now you have to relax. Imagine a body made of mud as a pool. "Hmm …" It would be better to think of it as a swamp. "

Then, with a plop, she fell to the ground. I looked at her, puzzled, and followed her example, slowly lying down.

I tried to relax, to relax. I suddenly realized, to my horror, that as I relaxed, my muddy body was falling apart.

I turned my head to look at Xia Xin. Xia Xin had already turned into a pair of loess, and the soul that should have appeared in the loess had disappeared.

"Where did you go?" I shouted.

"Follow me and you will see her." I heard the voice again.

I vigilantly asked, "Who are you?"

The person replied, "I'm Loess, a clay figurine of this place."

I asked, "Mud man?"

That person acknowledged, "I was originally just a piece of loess in the small temple. Then Lord Ghost Prisoner came to this place. He had been devouring the souls of the village for many years. Occasionally, a tiny bit of it would fall out of his mouth. When these souls fell into the ground, they accumulated to a small extent. To think that I actually gained consciousness. When Lord Ghost Prisoner saw that I was smart, he let me be his messenger. "

I asked, "Then where did Xia Xin go?"

The messenger said, "Relax. After you relax, you will naturally be able to see her."

At that moment, I heard a loud bang outside and the wooden door was pushed open again. Then came the sound of a tide of footsteps.

The messenger said, "Lord Ghost Prisoner will not waste his energy. If I give you another long howl, won't you come with me?"

I bitterly said, "I also want to follow you, but how can I relax under such circumstances?"

The footsteps were coming in, and even if I didn't want to relax, I had to. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and started to count. I purposely counted very slowly: One … Two... Three...

After that, I felt my body start to disintegrate. With the first step, what's next would be easy. I felt as if my soul were sinking, as if I were in a swamp.

I slightly opened my eyes and saw that a Heavenly Soldier had already charged in. My heart sank. I have yet to completely escape. As long as he extended his hand, he would be able to pull me out from the soil.

However, the Heavenly Soldier didn't notice me as it hurriedly rushed to the side of Xia Xin's body. After a brief examination, he realized that he had been fooled. So he turned around and examined my body again.

By the time he was done, my head was completely beneath the earth.

At first, I could still hear movement on the ground, and then I was completely in darkness.

I fell. My body stopped falling.

I got up and found myself in a wasteland with a bluestone path in front of me. This road extended into the distance, its end indiscernible. On both sides of the path, there was an oil lamp every ten meters or so. However, the lamp was dim and nothing could be seen clearly.

I suddenly realized that this road was very much like the Road to the River Styx. I had never been on the Road to the Yellow Springs, but I had seen it from a distance in the rain market.

I looked around. There was only a path and a few lamps, but nothing else. I didn't find Xia Xin.

I asked in the void, "Envoy, are you still here?"

The messenger's voice came again, "I'm still here."

I asked him, "Where's Xia Xin? Where did Xia Xin go? "

The emissary let out a chuckle, and said with an even stranger tone, "She went along this path."

I replied, "Don't lie to me. I know this road. This is the Road to River Styx."

Actually, I don't know anything about the Road to River Styx. I didn't expect the emissary to fall silent after hearing my words. My heart skipped a beat.

After a few seconds, the messenger said in a faint voice, "Friend, you have good eyesight."

I immediately became anxious. "Is this really the Road to River Styx?" Where did you get Xia Xin? "

The messenger said, "This can also be called the Road to the River Styx, because it is exactly the same as the Road to the River Styx. "But it's actually fake. You can call it the fake Yellow Springs."

I said, "I heard that someone built a fake sky palace inside the tomb and dreamed of becoming an immortal after death. This is the first time I've heard of cultivating the Yellow Springs. "

The messenger let out a sigh and said, "It has to be said that Lord Ghost Hell didn't build this tomb. They wanted to kill Lord Ghost Hell, but they couldn't. Thus, they built such a tomb. There was a Road to River Styx, a Bridge of Helplessness, a Underworld, and a total of nine levels. Lord Ghost Hell is locked in the deepest part of the Unbroken Hell. "

"The Underworld's people, they built this place exactly like the Underworld for the sake of allowing Lord Ghost Hell to wear down their consciousness. When a long time has passed, they will really think that they are in the Underworld, when that time comes, they will feel disheartened and their souls will scatter."

I nodded. "That's a good idea."

The messenger continued, "Are you still not going up? "It's about time Xia Xin left."

I always felt a little uneasy, so I asked the messenger, "Xia Xin is fine, why does he walk on the Road to River Styx?"

The messenger sighed, "Isn't that simple? To find a way out, of course. Are you going to stay here for the rest of your lives? "

I nodded. "That makes sense."

So I set foot on the Road to the Yellow Springs. The moment I stepped on it, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable, as if I had made a decision that I would regret for the rest of my life.

I couldn't help but call out again, "Envoy, are you there?"

The messenger's voice came from behind me, "I'm here."

I frowned. Because all along, the emissary's voice would always be in my ears, so why did he run behind me this time?

I turned my head and said, "Why aren't you following me?"

The Emissary laughed, "The Road to River Styx. You can't go in or out. I won't go up."

My heart thumped as I thought, "Not good." I held onto a sliver of hope and said, "Didn't you say that this was fake Yellow Springs?"

The messenger said, "But I said it too? This is exactly the same as the Road to River Styx. "

I cursed under my breath and headed back. At this moment, an evil thing happened. The edge of the Road to River Styx is there, but I just can't get there. It was as if I had taken a step and the Road to River Styx had grown longer.

The messenger said faintly, "You don't have to waste your energy. I wonder how many people tried to walk down from here, but failed. Sigh. Amongst these people, there are quite a few of your ancestors. "

My heart sank. "What do you mean?"

The messenger said, "Don't you understand? The souls of the people buried on the mountain could never leave. In the beginning, it was nothing, but as time passed, they couldn't take it anymore. A hundred years? Two hundred years? Three hundred years? Being locked in a place for such a long time is enough to drive people insane. "

"So. In the end, these souls entered the Golden Toad Temple. They wanted to ask their Lord Ghost Prisoner to be merciful and let them go. Take them to hell. Send them to the Road to the River Styx. Results... "Hehe, there's someone going up, no one coming down."

After I finished listening, I was silent for a long time. Then I said lightly, "You didn't send them to hell out of good intentions, but instead lied to them to send them to their deaths. You gave your innocent souls to the Ghost Prisoners to eat, and you're acting as the accomplice of the tiger. "

The messenger said, "It doesn't matter what you say. Lord Ghost Hell Hound doesn't eat my soul, do you want him to eat me? "Alright, since you're already on the path to the Yellow Springs, you can either sit here and waste your time or obediently move forward. I won't be accompanying you here anyway."

The emissary's voice grew distant and finally disappeared.

I called out a few more times, but the messenger didn't make a sound. It seemed that he really did leave.

I sat on the edge of the Road to the Yellow Springs and saw that my freedom was at hand, but I could never reach it.

I was a little disappointed in my heart. "It seems that we are really done for this time." How could he return to reality after being trapped in such a damned place? Do I really have to spend the rest of my life in a dream? "