C99 Yellow Springs

I guided A Chang and said, "In your dreams, your imagination played a big role. Can you change this place with your will? So we can go to the end of the Road to River Styx and walk down from here to the outside? "

Unexpectedly, A Chang shook his head: "When I first came in, I tried too, I can't do it."

He smiled apologetically at me, "You can see that I am quite inflexible and do not have much imagination. When I saw the Road to River Styx, it was like this. It's very strange, isn't it? I don't know what it is either. "

I was a little discouraged. I bitterly smiled and said, "Then how did you get out back then?"

After A Chang heard this question, his face became very ugly. His eyes were very complicated. There was unwillingness, anger, and even more, shame.

He heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I have a way. I need you to follow me. Don't stop midway. "

Xia Xin and I were a little wary as we asked, "What method?"

A Chang was about to speak, when I suddenly heard a burst of bells. I said excitedly, "The voice can be transmitted here?"

A Chang and Xia Xin both looked at me strangely and asked puzzledly, "What did you say?"

"Can't you hear it?" I asked them.

Both men shook their heads. I thought: It looks like I'm the only one who can hear it.

At the same time, the light overhead changed. The flames left the wick and turned into a small ball of fire floating in the air. They gathered together, fusing together, eventually forming a giant hand that burned with blazing flames.

The hand covered the sky and reached for me. If I were caught by this hand of fire, I would surely be burned to death.

That hand fell from the sky, but it didn't grab me. I felt that the Road to River Styx had tightly trapped us. Nothing in the outside world could come into contact with me.

The giant hand spread out, turning into sparks of fire. The stars above us appeared again, and everything returned to calm.

I looked away and sighed.

Xia Xin looked at me suspiciously. "Are you alright?"

I shook my head and told him about my agreement with Mr. Zhao.

After Xia Xin heard this, she seemed to ponder for a while before saying, "It looks like we have to continue walking down the path of the Yellow Springs."

She asked A Chang: "What's your method of leaving this place?"

A Chang took a deep breath and said, "I'll do it once. Whether you can do it or not will depend on yourselves. "

When I heard those words, I became nervous and immediately stared at him without blinking.

A Chang looked away from us, and then he slowly turned around and kneeled towards the depths of the grave. Kneeling first, then bowing, and finally kneeling. He seemed to be devoutly worshipping the filial children and grandchildren of his ancestors.

A Chang slowly crawled up from the ground and recovered his kneeling posture. He said with an extremely sincere voice: "I, He Changbiao, hereby swear. I was willing to be the messenger of the tomb master, to follow the tomb master, to serve the tomb master. I can give blood, give up my heart, give up my life. With a single word, the owner of the tomb could decide my life and death. For the rest of my life, I would serve the tomb owner. If you break this oath, your soul will be destroyed. "

After A Chang finished speaking, he placed his finger in his own mouth and bit down hard until it broke. Then, he squeezed the blood under his feet and spoke loudly with his mouth: "Today, I will leave some blood. In the future, I will keep my heart. When my lifespan runs out, I will stay alive. Day and night, for all eternity, and forever remain in the grave. "

After saying that, A Chang stood up. Then he walked over to us. He motioned for us to do as we were told.

I looked at him dumbfoundedly. "He swore to me that even if I walked out of the tomb, what would happen? Not only will you become the slave of the owner of the grave, you won't be released even after death. "

However, now is not the time to think about this. A Chang's fate is indeed tragic, but we are a bit luckier than him, because we are still in a dream after all.

So I knelt down and repeated A Chang's words, as if I was trying to imitate a parrot. In my vow, I kept saying to myself, No, no, I was forced to, I won't admit it.

I did a little trick while I was bleeding. I mix saliva with blood so that my blood is impure.

Logically speaking, he should have been pious when swearing. If he was seen by a ghost, it would be equivalent to not swearing. But I don't need to be afraid, because everything that A Chang has imagined is true. I only need to make A Chang think I swore it.

Then came Xia Xin. I found out that she also did a lot of little things when she swore. However, A Chang swore with his back to us, and he did not see it.

After we were done swearing our oath, A Chang nodded and said: "Let's try."

The three of us walked out along the Road to the Yellow Springs. I was nervous all the way, afraid I'd be stuck on a false oath.

It wasn't long before we saw the end of the Road to the River Styx. A Chang asked us: "Who will go first?"

Xia Xin and I looked at him. This was his dream. Of course, he had come first.

A Chang took a deep breath and slowly raised his foot. He took a step forward and stood firmly at the bottom of the Road to River Styx.

He had succeeded.

Xia Xin and I moved forward excitedly. I don't want to wait a second for life and death. I took a step forward with my eyes closed. The ground beneath his feet was soft. It didn't seem to be made of limestone, but more like yellow soil.

I opened my eyes and found myself out of the River Styx.

I couldn't help but to burst into laughter. Beside me, Xia Xin also had the same expression, as though she had just survived a calamity.

A Chang looked around with a cold expression, then asked us: "How do we get out?"

I looked around and saw that I was surrounded by a thick layer of earth. We were lying on the ground, I remember, sinking slowly. However, this method obviously couldn't be used now.

I suggested, "This place is all dirt. We can dig out a step on the wall and climb it."

Xia Xin raised her head and looked at it, then pointed at the black space above her, "I wonder how far up we are. How long are we going to have to dig for?"

A Chang also poured cold water on me. "Even if we go up to dig, what if Sky Weapon still hasn't left?"

I looked back helplessly and found that the sky made up of light had also disappeared. This is good, we're going to be trapped in this damned place.

At this moment, I heard a faint voice say, "The three of you are doing well. You actually managed to walk down from the Road to River Styx."

I looked in the direction of the sound, but all I could see was an earthen wall, and nothing else.

I asked loudly, "Who are you?"

The voice sighed and said, "You forgot about me so quickly?"

I snapped out of it. "You are the envoy."

The emissary replied, "Yes, I am an emissary."

Just as the envoy finished speaking, A Chang suddenly reached his hand into the wall and tugged, pulling a person out.

This person was dressed in earthen yellow clothes and a earthen yellow hat. It was impossible to tell that he was hiding in the mud.

The envoy was flustered when he discovered that his whereabouts had been exposed.

I looked at him and suddenly realized, "You're a ghost. You're not some mud man who's got a mind at all. "

The messenger laughed, "Yes. "Seems like he's not that stupid after all."

I looked him up and down, wondering more and more, "Since the clay figurine didn't come to life, how did you become the messenger of the Ghost Prisoner? "That's not right, you look a little familiar, a little like that painting in the ancestral hall."

It was as if a bolt of lightning flashed through my mind, and I suddenly understood everything. I pointed at the envoy and said, "You are Hu Yuan."

The emissary looked at me with a fake smile. "You know my name? It seems like you are someone from the Hu Village? Which branch are you from? Hehe, no matter which branch it belongs to, they are all my descendants.

I spat, "What great-grandfather? Are you even worthy to be the ancestor of the Hu Village? I finally understand why you tricked so many people who were buried on top of the grave to come and be devoured by the Ghosts, because it was their own ancestors who tricked them, who would suspect? We even placed your portrait in the ancestral hall to serve. "

Hu Yuan coldly said, "It might not be a bad thing to be swallowed by Lord Ghost Hell Prison. It's better to die than to be locked up until you go mad. "

I glared at Hu Yuan and said, "Then why don't you just die? "You've lived for so many years, you must have devoured a lot of the Hu Family's souls, right?"

Hu Yuan actually had the nerve to argue, "The souls that I devoured were all the soul fragments left behind by Lord Ghost Hell Prison, and I've lost consciousness."

I flew into a rage and threw a punch at him. Hu Yuan laughed, then hid back into the ground.

He was so similar to the earth that I couldn't find him for a while.

A Chang asked me: "Do you want me to drag him out?"

I sighed. "Forget it, so what if we find out?"

At that moment, I heard the ringing of bells again. I said to A Chang and Xia Xin: "The bell is ringing again."

Xia Xin tried to look up at the sky, but there was only darkness above us, and nothing to see.

As we were brooding, I suddenly realized that this time the bell was ringing at my feet. I was worried that I might have misheard him, so I just lay on the ground and listened carefully.

Yes, it did come from below. I frantically dug the soil beneath my feet, calling out to Xia Xin and A Chang as I dug.

The two of them joined me, and the three of us dug a deep hole in the ground at high speed.

However, there was no hand at the bottom of the pit. Instead, a gurgling spring appeared. The spring water was mixed with the soil and was yellow in color.

I bitterly smiled and said, "Don't tell me this is the Yellow Springs?"

Who would have thought that A Chang would actually reply in a very serious manner, "That's right, this is Yellow Springs."

I was on the verge of tears. There was no way out, no way into hell, how could I get out?