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Little Tang Wei said it casually, so I heaved a sigh of relief. It seems like there's no problem with her soul. As long as I find her, I can leave this damn place.

As the few of us were walking towards the dining room's carriage, we suddenly heard an earth-shattering sound. Following that, the train started to shake violently. I subconsciously reached out to grab the handrail, but there was nothing there.

Then the car toppled over and we crashed around like apples in a box, bouncing off the roof and onto the windows.

We were both souls, but I couldn't stand the constant impact. A few seconds later, I heard a crack, the glass shattered, and my soul was thrown out of the car and slammed into the ground.

This time, there was no need to bump into each other anymore.

I tried to sit up, but my legs ached. I looked down and saw that my right leg was broken.

I closed my eyes and muttered, "I'm a soul, I'm a soul. My soul won't be injured, so after my soul gets injured, I can recover."

As far as the soul was concerned, willpower was the main factor. Whichever one's will was strong, the other's strength would be high. Sometimes, when one's will was strong to a certain degree, it could even move mountains and fill the seas, covering the skies and blocking out the sun, reversing yin and yang.

Of course, willpower could also be translated into resentment. Those wraiths that were difficult to deal with were all ghosts with a strong willpower and a very resentful aura.

I closed my eyes for a moment, then checked my leg, which had now recovered.

Relieved, I got up from the ground to look at the others.

I found myself surrounded by souls. Some of them were like me, lying on the ground moaning in pain due to heavy injuries. Some of them had already stood up, limping.

Those who were able to stand up were all old ghosts. They had already become accustomed to the existence of ghosts. The people lying on the ground were all newly dead, and their willpower was too weak to heal their injuries.

I looked up and saw that the train had completely flipped over. Like a dead snake, it was lying crookedly on the wasteland.

I looked closely and saw that the train had even broken in two. The broken steel plate was twisted, making it look very ferocious. I wondered: had this train been blown up?

I shouted, "Xiao Miao, Little Tang Wei, where are you?"

When no one answered me, I shouted again, "Little Tang Wei!"

Someone tapped me on the shoulder.

I was surprised and happy. I turned around and called out, "Little Tang..." Hm? Uncle Tang? "

Uncle Tang and the skinny man were standing behind me, both of them in sorry states. Uncle Tang patted my shoulder and said, "Hu Chujiu, it's yours. You came out of the confession room? "

I replied, "Yes, I just left the confession room. What happened?"

Uncle Tang asked again: "Look at you, did you bring out Little Tang Wei's evil deeds?"

I said, "Yes, I've brought it out. What do you want?"

Uncle Tang whispered, "Do you know where the explosion was? It was the confession room. Why did that place suddenly explode? Could it be that it has something to do with you? "

The thin guy beside him said, "Big brother, do you even need to ask? It had to be related to him. A good confession room. He had been fine for hundreds of years. The confessional blew up the moment he arrived. He must have been doing something wicked in there. "

I ignored both of them, because I was thinking about something else. Was the explosion in the confessional really related to me?

I sat down on a rock and seriously thought about it: The origin of the confession room should have gone back to the Master Xue. Long ago, the Master Xue used the carving method to create many statues of the Buddha, such as the redemption tablet, and even placed the Buddha statue inside the temple. Let them guard the box.

In the end, the Nagzul found out about this news, and they established a repentance chamber, hoping to use the sins of the world to corrode the Golden Man, so that they could obtain that box.

Now I took the box by chance. Those two worlds had lost their meaning and collapsed just like that?

The more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Just as I was about to tell Xiao Miao my guess, a rock suddenly flew over from afar and smashed onto my head.

I almost fainted from the pain. I clutched my head as I turned around and saw seven or eight more stones falling beside me. If I hadn't dodged them in time, I would have been badly beaten up by now.

I noticed that people were picking up stones from the ground, and when they did, they threw them at me.

"What's the matter with you?" I yelled at them as I hid.

The souls didn't say anything as they coldly stared at me. They just continued to throw rocks at me.

I had no choice but to escape. Fortunately, the souls didn't chase me and only threw rocks at me.

I ran out of breath and hid behind a big rock.

Then, I saw the surrounding souls looking at each other and whispering in confusion. Of course they weren't lost because they couldn't find me, but because the train was destroyed and they didn't know what to do next.

I saw the figures of Little Tang Wei and Xiao Miao in the crowd. They were looking around, obviously looking for me.

I slipped past, grabbed them, and hid behind the rock with us.

Little Tang Wei said, "The place you're looking for is not bad, it's quite a hidden place."

I bitterly said, "I have no choice but to hide. I don't know what are these ghosts up to as they continuously hit me with rocks."

Xiao Miao said: "Because just now, there was a rumor that the train broke down and it was you who did it. So these ghosts want to hit you with a stone to vent their anger. "

I immediately understood that this was a good thing that the Uncle Tang had done. I couldn't help but scold, "That bastard surnamed Tang."

Little Tang Wei glared at me: "Hey, who are you talking about?"

I said, "I didn't say you. I said, 'Where's your dad?'"

Xiao Miao looked at me with a face of shock, then said in a low voice: "Why don't you explain this?"

Xiao Miao didn't know what was going on with the Uncle Tang, but the Little Tang Wei did. She snorted, "I won't pursue this matter this time. From now on, don't let me hear you scolding him."

I spread out my hands. "That's enough! Can you still find the other half of the soul?" Let's quickly find people and bring them back to the human world. "

The Little Tang Wei sighed, and said: "This place is a mess, there are people everywhere, it's not easy to find."

At this moment, I suddenly heard a faint voice from afar, "Everyone, line up and follow me."

The voice wasn't loud, but it contained a kind of magic that made people to follow his instructions involuntarily.

I looked in that direction and saw a paper man floating on the wind. It was like a kite, but he was speaking clearly.

The paper man held a lantern in its hand. He waved the lantern and flew off into the distance. The originally distracted souls followed him as they walked into the distance.

Little Tang Wei said to me: "Let's follow them. The other half of the soul should be inside."

I nodded, took off my coat, and covered my face. In case anyone recognized me and gave me a few more stones.

The three of us waited until everyone had left, then sneaked to the end of the line.

The rest of the things are simple, we will look through the back of the team to look for the Little Tang Wei's main body.

Halfway through, I suddenly heard a familiar voice. The voice said, "Where are you going?"

I looked up and saw a man in a monastic robe. He, like me, had his face covered. Even though he covered his face, I knew from his voice that he was penitent monk.

The one who was talking to penitent monk was a young man, he probably died not long ago, so he wasn't as cold as the other little ghosts. He said to penitent monk: "Master, we are going to the Underworld."

The penitent monk asked in bewilderment, "How do you know which is the Underworld?"

The young man pointed at the paper man floating in the air and said, "I heard someone say that this paper man was used to attract souls. If I follow the paper man, I'll be able to reach the underworld. "

The penitent monk laughed and said, "So what if you are in the Underworld? It's just suffering and being punished, and then being reborn. Fighting for fame in the human world, then dying and being punished. "Tsk tsk tsk, what's the point of repeating it again?"

The young man said humbly, "Yes, yes, yes. What the master said makes sense. Isn't that what we mortals are like? "

The penitent monk said, "Now I will give you a chance. I told you to jump out of the Three Realms and not be one of the Five Elements. Transcending from the cycle of reincarnation and becoming an Immortal into a Buddha, are you going to do it? "

His tone was so loud that the young man was scared silly. He said hesitantly, "Well... Is there such a good thing? "

penitent monk said softly, "I won't hide this from you, I came from the Western Paradise. I want to find a few children to guard the lamp for Buddha. I see that you're quite intelligent and want to teach you a lesson, are you willing? "

The young man was even more surprised. His expression made him feel as if he had met a swindler.

He stammered, "I... Can I? "

penitent monk said, "Why not? When you get to the blissful world, you will no longer have to suffer, and you will no longer have to experience the cycle of reincarnation. How good is it to recite scriptures every day and light a lamp every day? "

The young man scratched his head. "It is good, but …"

penitent monk said, "But what? You don't trust me, do you? "

The young man did not say anything. It seemed like he had tacitly agreed.

penitent monk stomped his feet and said with a pained expression: "The chance to become a Buddha is right in front of you. If you can't catch it, that would be too much of a waste. Forget it, forget it, I'll let you see my real body. "

penitent monk took off the rags on his body as he said that.

His entire body was covered in gold foil. It was truly glittering with a golden light. He possessed an imposing manner. The young man was stunned.

penitent monk once again extended his hand out and said to the young man: "Pinch. "Let's see what it feels like."

The young man squeezed and said, "Hard."

penitent monk nodded, "I have long since cultivated the Golden Body. This body is impervious to fire and water; it is unbreakable for tens of thousands of years. If you follow me in cultivation, sooner or later, you will be able to achieve the correct results. "