Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 173 Underworld

The weird and terrifying flames engulfed the entire world.

At this moment, the world seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​fire in one of the eighteen levels of hell.

The scorching heat scorched and twisted the air, and the heat was visible to the naked eye.

It was still raining in the sky, and the two of them looked at this grand scene.

"Although I feel like I've been sloppy these past two days, you haven't done anything."

"But I know that you are doing a lot of things behind your back."

He Yin'er played with Yu Zhile's fingers. She liked this man's fingers very long and delicately.

"You have to hide your ability, otherwise no one will dare to appear in front of you and chat with you in the future."

"After all, no one wants to see you, and you will no longer be yourself."

"I don't care, you are in the same situation now."

That's the fact. He doesn't care about this. What the other person thinks is the other person's business, not his own.

He doesn't need to care what others think.

"That's true, it's enough for you to have me by your side. I'm not a vase now." He Yin'er showed a beautiful smile. Although his eyes were full of indifference, it did not affect the elegance of this smile.

Yu Zhile also showed a smile, "It used to be a vase, but now it's a flower, a flower that can kill people."

If anyone looked at these two people at this moment, they would feel very cold in their hearts and have chills running down their spines.

It's true that these two people are laughing, but it will give others an extremely weird feeling.

It was as if the smiles between the two people just needed to appear at this time and after these words, so they appeared.

This feeling is terrifying.

Are these two people or ghosts now?

No one knows that neither of them are understandable existences today.

The will-o'-the-wisp eventually consumed everything.

The heavy rain finally stopped at this moment.

The world became dark in the blink of an eye.

Everything around him gradually became gray and shabby.

The will-o'-the-wisp was withdrawn, and the two looked at the dilapidated and depressed scene around them, and then looked back at the Taoist temple behind them. It had already collapsed and the lintel was missing.

Everything before seemed to be false, but now is the true appearance of this place.

"Is this back to a supernatural land?"

Darkness enveloped everything, and the two of them looked at the rustling mountains and forests in the distance, with vaguely visible houses.

But in an extremely remote place.

In the middle there is an extremely wide flat wasteland, with yellow and black weeds lying low on the ground.

At the edge of the wilderness within sight, there was a black tombstone with some words written on it, blood red, but the distance was too far to see clearly.

"This is the border. When you walk across it, the beings you encounter can be related to myths, and some are even."

Yu Zhile pulled He Yin'er and turned around to leave.

Now is not the time to cross over.

"Let's go and go back. In thirty years at most, I will give you a wedding."

"It's just a pity that I can't be considered alive now. I'll have to be in a little more trouble then, but it's okay. I can handle it."

He Yin'er nodded, with a smile on his lips, and held Yu Zhile's hand tightly.

She didn't know what the use was of laughing like this or clenching her hands, but she knew that it was the right thing to do now.

"I still feel uncomfortable seeing you marrying a ghost." He Yin'er said.

"That's a lie." Yu Zhile scratched He Yin'er's nose.

He Yin'er knew that Yu Zhile knew about it, so he didn't care about it.

The two of them were really like gods at the moment, with no emotions at all, but reason was telling them what emotions they should show when, what they should say, and what they should do.

Everything seems to be done according to the rules.

Maybe it will recover in the future, but the two of them feel that this is actually good.

The two of them left. At this moment, it was very simple for them to travel through the supernatural land.

It doesn’t take much effort at all, just walk.

The two of them had no inhibitions.

Endless graveyard.

There is an old man who is dying.

"Don't you think about it?"

A little boy wearing a shroud sat on a stool, leaning on his knees and looking at the endless tomb below.

Many old friends died in the past, and most of them were buried here.

During this period of time, he could occasionally dig out old friends by digging their graves and skinning them.

It was a wonderful feeling. I was afraid of death before, but now I am no longer afraid of death, but instead feel a little sad.

Now, the old man named Luo next to him is also going to die. How many of his friends are left?

Is the path you insist on really the right one?

For the first time he had doubts.

"What are you considering?" Luo Qian looked at the place where he had spent most of his life expressionlessly.

"Life and death are matters of fate, and living has no meaning anymore."

"I have seen that future, and sooner or later what we stand for will be done."

"I have no regrets anymore. You may not understand the feeling of finally completing a lifelong goal."

"It's like all the pressure on my shoulders has been lifted, and all the worries that have accumulated in my heart have been solved."

"To be honest, this period is the most relaxing for me because I don't have to worry about future generations. At least our roots will be passed down."

"Although that person is a cold-blooded person, at least he will not go back on his word."

A smile appeared on Luo Qian's face. The relaxation in her body was far less than the relaxation in her heart.

"It's just a pity that I can't see what I want to see." Luo Qian sighed, "But it's enough."

Lin Ying scratched his head and said, "I don't understand where you come from."

"I just wanted to live before, but now I don't have to worry about dying. Instead, I feel confused."

"My goal accomplished, I can't find anything else to do now."

Luo Qian squinted at Lin Ying, "Aren't you going to compete to be the strongest?"

"That's nonsense, how can you argue?"

"How to fight?"

"Do you know how shocked I was when I woke up? Is it possible for people to do this?"

"That guy is already a god!"

Lin Ying rolled his eyes. The eyes were rolled in various ways. Countless pairs of eyes were closed together, and there were double images when he turned them over.

"Why don't you think about it? If you die, I will be bored. I don't even have anyone to chat with. You don't want to see me chatting with those people who are neither human nor ghosts." Lin Ying looked at it eagerly. She looked at Luo Qian, hoping that he would change his mind.

"It's not impossible. It's not that you can't chat with those things that are neither humans nor ghosts. It's just that they are always trying to plot against you. Just get used to it."

Luo Qian still didn't let go. He was determined to give up. Besides, his life was over and he would not do anything arrogant.

Living in Duoli is of no use.

Lin Ying sighed, "I really want to die and want to go crazy. Isn't it good to live?"

"It is better to die at the end of your life than to live longer." Luo Qian said calmly.

In one word, the two were silent for a long time.

There are now only two people in the gloomy cemetery, one of whom cannot be considered a human.

The other one is dying.

"Forget it, I can't persuade you anymore, let's go."

Lin Ying shook his head and stood up, picked up a rusty shovel, and walked towards the depths of the endless cemetery.

Digging a grave every day, today’s share has not been done yet, it must be done.

Looking at this weird little boy, Luo Qian's eyes were deep, could he still be considered a human?

Luo Qian didn't know either.

"Huh?" Luo Qian was a little surprised, then stood up and disappeared from the place.

At the edge of the endless cemetery, in the desolate plain, a young man and woman came hand in hand.

"Come back?" Luo Qian appeared in front of a tomb. Looking at the beautiful couple, he had a strange feeling that they seemed to be the same person.

"Once you get the things, you can naturally come back."

The two people in the distance were close in the blink of an eye.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would definitely be frightened.

"You're going to die." Yu Zhile looked at Luo Qian and knew that this old man didn't have long to live and his death date was only within these two days.

"I know." Luo Qian didn't pay much attention to this. “What are you going to do when you come back?”

"Move the Endless Cemetery, it's too close to reality."

Yu Zhile saw that the old man didn't want to live longer, so he didn't ask more questions.

"what ever."

The endless cemetery has long been handed over to the young man in front of him, and he can't do anything he wants to do.

Yu Zhile nodded. The moment his feet touched the grave soil, the terrifying supernatural power began to invade the grave soil and spread towards the depths.

Red light gradually appeared on the ground, and Luo Qian felt the scorching temperature at this moment.

The three of them disappeared in the blink of an eye, and something strange and terrifying happened.

The entire endless cemetery is spreading towards one place at an extremely fast speed, no less than the speed at which ghosts spread.

Luo Qian returned to the thatched house and looked at the two people sitting next to him. He was shocked. Just stepping into the cemetery took away his control over the graves in the cemetery.

At this moment, there were dots of firelight appearing on the ground of the entire cemetery.

Yu Zhile took out a book and flipped through it casually without reading it.

"What the hell!"

"Luo Qian, what are you doing? Why does this fire appear here!"

Not far away, I saw a little boy running towards this side in a panic, patting the sparks on his clothes as he ran.

"Almost burned me to death..."

"Forehead……"

"When did you come back?"

Lin Ying looked at Yu Zhile sitting there holding a book with some doubts in his eyes.

Yu Zhile raised his head and glanced at Lin Ying, and the sparks on his body disappeared immediately.

Lin Ying breathed a sigh of relief, ran over quickly, looked Yu Zhile up and down, and then looked at the current situation of the cemetery with a strange look on his face, "Is this fire yours?"

Yu Zhile said nothing as the will-o'-the-wisp quickly devoured the ghost imprisoned in the tomb.

His level of terror was rising rapidly, and so was He Yin'er's.

As for the book in his hand, the originally blank pages had strange and invisible coincidences appearing one after another.

Page after page was filled.

Luo Qian and Lin Ying's pupils shrank when they looked at Yu Zhile and He Yin'er.

What's happening here?

Why do these two people feel like they are getting stronger quickly?

This kind of breath...

They suddenly moved away from these two people.

"I feel that the suppressive power of the tomb soil is recovering, which means..." Luo Qian's face became solemn.

"This means that the number of ghosts here is decreasing rapidly!" Lin Ying tightened her grip on the shovel in her hand.

"Boy, are you...eating ghosts?" Luo Qian looked at Yu Zhile with a changing expression and asked.

"Don't worry." Yu Zhile turned his head and looked at the two of them, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were extremely indifferent, "This is what I want to do."

"I didn't dare to eat before because I had some problems of my own. Now that the problem has been solved, I won't be polite."

"With one less ghost in the world and one less ghost here, reality will be a little more stable, right?"

He Yin'er leaned on Yu Zhile's shoulder, always with a smile on his lips.

"Aren't you afraid of losing control?" Luo Qian stared at Yu Zhile. He couldn't stop this guy now.

"I've always told you that I always have a sense of proportion."

Luo Qian suddenly turned his head and looked around. The surrounding graves collapsed strangely.

At this moment, the towering tombs turned into grave soil and returned to the ground.

Luo Qian had thought about this kind of scene before, but never thought it would appear before her eyes.

He dreamed that someone could get rid of the evil ghosts in the endless cemetery, but there was no way. The ghosts were immortal and could only be imprisoned.

The reason why he is weaker than Zhang Dong is because he cannot mobilize all the supernatural powers of the tomb soil.

This will cause the evil spirits here to escape.

But now, the ghosts that have been suppressed for countless years in the cemetery from the Republic of China to the present are being dealt with.

Although he was not excited, he was worried under the excitement.

Is it really possible to deal with the devil like this and not lose control?

Others don't know how many ghosts there are here, but he knows it best.

Let’s not talk about tens of thousands of fierce ghosts here.

If you keep eating like this, nothing will happen?

Yu Zhile knew what the old man was worried about, and he shook his head, "You still can't understand me now. It's okay. I don't blame you. After all, I am a quick product that was forcibly bred by an era."

"I grew up too fast and had too many things to hide."

"It's normal that you can't see clearly or understand."

Luo Qian was silent, this guy...

Lin Ying put down the shovel and touched his chin. His eyes were filled with surprise as he looked at the rapidly collapsing grave. In less than a moment, the surrounding area turned into flat ground.

"You're so strong. I finally understand why you don't want to live."

"A matter that even Zhang Dong couldn't solve was solved like this. It's inhumane."

"There is indeed hope."

Lin Ying sighed.

Luo Qian didn't speak. He just looked at the disappeared graves and felt the repressive power of the grave soil. He had mixed feelings.

The endless cemetery was being relocated rapidly, and when ghosts were encountered along the way, they were buried directly in the grave soil and then devoured by will-o'-the-wisps.

Just like that, a miracle appeared in the supernatural place.

The endless cemetery is moving deeper, swallowing up everything along the way.

Like locusts passing through, not even a blade of grass will grow.

In an old house, Zhang Dong suddenly opened his eyes, "Luo Qian?"

"No, it's Yu Zhile. What does he want to do?"

Zhang Dong hesitated and wanted to take a look, but gave up after thinking for a while. He looked at a white coffin next to him and endured it silently.

The cemetery moved very quickly, and soon we reached the wasteland.

Here, Yu Zhile stopped and did not cross the border.

"It's time to start."

He stood up and glanced at Lin Ying and Luo Qian.

He Yin'er nodded, and a terrifying supernatural power suddenly emanated from her body.

Luo Qian and Lin Ying's expressions changed slightly, "This is... the ghost bride's trick to attract ghosts!"

"you……"

At this moment, the two of them could not imagine what Yu Zhile wanted to do.

This is to attract ghosts and eat ghosts!

"Now my supernatural power can support me to create something..."

Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, eerie construction shadows began to appear around him.

A green and black mist spread around.

Strange buildings quietly appeared in this cemetery.

Wow~!

A cold river flows under an old bridge.

A yellow mud path stretches for an unknown number of miles.

Luo Qian and Lin Ying stared blankly at the unfamiliar scenes around them. They were standing on a small bridge, with a very wide river below them.

Just taking one look at this big river, they knew one thing in their hearts, they would never get up if they fell into it.

This river eats people and ghosts!

"Boy, this is the underworld!" Luo Qian fiercely turned his head and stared at Yu Zhile, who was standing at the end of the bridge.

"As you can see." Yu Zhile put his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly.

He Yin'er sat by the river, her two white feet sliding against the river water.

Now, only she and him can do this. The rest of the people who touch this river will be burned to death by the water, then eaten, and become part of the river.

Luo Qian looked at the sea of ​​red flowers in front of the bridge with some confusion in his eyes, "It turns out that there really is an underworld in this world..."

(End of this chapter)