No restrictions 628

nk's robe and was chanting scriptures by the side, performing a ritual of sending off the deceased. The scene was oddly harmonious and almost comical.A monk and a Taoist priest actually went together...Originally, these two figures shaped like hanged ghosts were the gatekeepers of the prison. The two puppets acted like gatekeepers and opened the gate.

A deathly and oppressive aura emanated, what was Amulet Moon doing with such a spell

Inside the gate, it was pitch black, with only a faint glimmer of light in the distance.

This is a terrifying psychological suggestion. All things in the world, whether they be humans with three souls, animals with two souls, or plants with one soul, share a common characteristic: they all face the sun.

Especially in pitch-black darkness, a single glimmer of light can be a beacon of hope for survival.

However, it could also be a summons of death.

In the dark depths of the ocean, some predators use light to lure their prey. Could this also be a trap

"Qiyun, is it dangerous here" I couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Qiyun shook his head and said, "The people who left behind this method are very clever. They didn't use difficult-to-crack methods. This method is simple and there are no unusual barriers. I can break it at any time."

“But this looks just like a prison... Why would they leave a spell here in such a place” I was very puzzled.

Could you please have Jiang Qiyun come to the prison to guide the work

On both sides appeared iron fences, the fences hung with various wooden talismans.

The ghosts in the prison were more violent, reaching out to grab him. Jiang Qiyun raised his hand and flicked it, a pale white energy beam hitting the iron bars of the prison, sending the ghosts behind it flying.

The action was only done once, and the ghosts inside knew fear immediately. They quickly retreated from the fence and huddled together in the back.

"What kind of ghosts would be imprisoned here" I looked around at the numerous cells.

Can ghosts commit crimes

Jiang Qiyun faintly twitched the corners of her lips: "…Have you heard of the City of Unjust Deaths"

I nodded. Descriptions of the underworld and hell from people in this world, whether from monks, Daoists, or commoners, are all similar.

There are too many changes in the world. No matter how high heaven or deep hell, it's impossible to accurately predict a person's life. Therefore, there is a saying that "fate is predetermined by heaven," but there is also the saying "man can overcome destiny," and both are correct.

"The two qi of yin and yang give birth to all things, the human heart is the most intricate and difficult to gauge. Every sip and every peck are all karmic fruits of one's own causes and conditions..."

“Some people on the Book of Life have their lifespan recorded, but they die prematurely due to their own reasons or those of others. They will then linger in the City of Wrongful Deaths. Firstly, it is to dispel resentment, and secondly, it is to witness the karmic retribution in the mortal world. This prison is where ghosts who caused harm to others are detained.”

I don't quite understand: "If these are murderers, why not reward good and punish evil, throw them into the path of evil spirits to be punished in the underworld"

Jiang Qiyun shook his head: “No, these people imprisoned here haven't directly caused harm to others, nor are they masterminds behind the scenes, coerced by force, or simply talkative, even possibly harboring curses in their hearts...”

Oh... it's just that the law doesn't care now, it's only moral condemnation. The person involved doesn't take it seriously at all.

"Hey, Your Majesty, there's a beautiful female ghost looking at you…" I secretly glanced and saw a stunningly beautiful female ghost sneakily gazing at Jiang Qiyun.

Jiang Qiyun lazily glanced at me, not even bothering to look at what kind of ghost girl I was. He said faintly, "Looks don't matter. In the underworld, people aren't concerned with beauty or ugliness, only goodness and evil."

"Oh, right. All the minor and major Yin officials, ghost messengers, and deities I've encountered never seem to be interested in ghosts."

Those who have accumulated virtue and done great good deeds are welcomed with smiles by minor spirits and officials. Ordinary people receive ordinary treatment, while evildoers are given to the Chi Guo Mo Ya (a mythical creature) and Niu Tou Shuai (the God of Hell) for physical training...

"Well, don't immortals look at beauty and ugliness too Pretty girls and handsome boys are always more popular!" I asked stubbornly.

I think Jiang Qiyun is so favored, three out of ten because he is the incarnation of Emperor Ziwei, three out of ten because of his cultivation, magical powers and abilities, and the remaining four out of ten is because of his appearance.

"Immortals... they prefer talent and aptitude over beauty, as you can see with You Nan and Yu Gui. How many people admire them."

Yes, even counting—poof…

He spoke to me in hushed tones as he led me deeper into the prison.

His aura was too powerful, those wails or mournful voices stopped, the surrounding ghostly atmosphere was still, eerily quiet.

Deep within lay an iron-barred prison, its gate heavy beyond compare. Above it hung a small barred window, and the gates themselves were festooned with countless charms and locks, giving an air of solemn grandeur and a palpable sense of inescapable doom.

This cell must be for holding special people... no, special ghosts.

I was seriously thinking about what kind of amazing thing could be inside, requiring so many heavy spells and seals to lock it up.

"Go look," he said, pulling me forward.

Jiang Qiyun never let go of my hand the whole way. This made me feel very secure. His hands were a little cool, but his grip was firm, which gave me great comfort.

He walked, and I followed. He stopped, and I stood behind him.

I have always followed him step by step, into the underworld, into his world.

Jiang Qiyun stood at the door and suddenly let out a light chuckle.

I moved past his arm and peered into his hand, where he held an open bronze rune lock.

Uh Opened

“How could it be open There are so many locks here, couldn't they all be—”

“They are just talismans of the barrier. Only this key truly locks the door, while the others are used to suppress dangerous evil spirits.”

Are those things inside very dangerous

Jiang Qiyun pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why don't we just go in and see"

He pushed the door open a crack and led me inside.

The faint lights I saw before were coming from here. The cell is very large, and many places are hidden in the darkness and unclear.

There was only a candlestick on the ground in front.

The flame flickered with an eerie green hue because the surrounding air was thick with ghostly energy.

Beside this eerie candlestick, there were actually several... faces.

I gasped for breath, almost choking, and squeezed into Jiang Qiyun's side. He held my hand, and we stood silently in the darkness behind the door.

One face moved slightly, the voice low and solemn—

"Three to one."

Huh

Another pale face stirred, mumbling softly, "I won't take it..."

Oh

A shadowy figure behind the door let out a shrill, triumphant laugh: “Ha ha ha...Boom! Can't take it How about another four-two! Can't take it A pair of hooks! I win! Ha ha ha ha!”

That low and solemn voice was enraged, slamming the cards on the ground: "Thirteen Scents, you bastard must be cheating because you're a ghost!"

Alas......

I turned my head and rested it against Jiang Qiyun's arm, letting out a long, wordless sigh.s waist and, with a flick of his wrist, the blade's tip flared with an eerie glow, cold as frost."You, an old monster hiding in another world, actually know the inscription on the mountain cliff withi...