Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 174 The dead Luo Qian

An ancient bridge spans the entire strange river.

On the old bridge, there are three small seal characters "Naihe Bridge" written on it.

In front of the Naihe Bridge, the sea of ​​flowers swayed, and the blood red spread for unknown miles.

Luo Qian looked at a path in the distance, filled with green and black mist.

There is no end in sight, it seems to be Huangquan Road.

Everything fits the setting of the underworld, but something is missing.

"Why didn't you die in vain?" Luo Qian asked doubtfully.

Yu Zhile's eyes were indifferent, "There are no people or ghosts living here, so why waste the city?"

"If a person comes here, he is unlucky and deserves to die. If a ghost comes here, he is destined to be devoured by me in the end. I don't need this place to be a gathering place for ghosts."

Luo Qian's expression changed slightly, "That's the truth. Are there eighteen levels of hell?"

He was extremely curious about this. The eighteen levels of hell were the core of the underworld.

People are afraid of the underworld, mostly because of the eighteen levels of hell.

"You can have it, you can have it not." Yu Zhile looked at the distance where the river flowed, and in the dim world, little sparks flickered.

That was caused by the evil ghost who entered here and was ignited by the will-o'-the-wisp.

They are like fireworks that suddenly appear and disappear once you see them, but they are still a scenery.

"The Eighteen Levels of Hell are of little use now. My view on the role of the Eighteen Levels of Hell is to suppress, split, and destroy evil ghosts before they are devoured by me."

"The ghost who can be recruited here is not qualified to enjoy this treatment."

Yu Zhile pointed to the path in the distance, "They don't even have the ability to resist this path. If they can walk through this path, I may only cast a little glance, but they will look away in an instant."

His eyes were indifferent, "There are twenty stations in the underworld, and I only take twelve. Stations can be regarded as gateways. They don't need anyone's supervision. If you can pass twelve, you can give me some attention."

"The purpose of this arrangement is very simple. I want to see if any ghost masters will come here in the future."

"Ghost Controllers? What are they doing here?" Luo Qian asked with a frown.

Yu Zhile smiled and said, "What to do? Of course, you are contributing nourishment to me and becoming a part of me."

"I said before, only look at ordinary people, only pay attention to ordinary people. Ghost controllers are not ordinary people."

"Ordinary people are of no use to me. If you kill too many, you can increase your strength, but they are too weak. But the Ghost Controller is different. If I eat one, my strength will increase by one point, and I will be closer to that step."

"What... do you mean?" Luo Qian's eyes were gloomy.

"The living person dies, the one who controls the ghost dies, and I grow. What do you mean by this?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Yu Zhile's lips.

He tilted his head and looked at the rolling river, "You don't think I would really give up on such a sweet potato as reality?"

Luo Qian felt cold, "You are planning to raise food!"

Yu Zhile's eyes remained indifferent as he looked at He Yin'er.

He Yin'er, who was sitting by the river, lowered his head slightly and actually started washing his hair.

"That's right." Yu Zhile admitted openly.

Ghosts can grow by killing people, why can't he?

There are lives and deaths every day in this world, so why don’t those dead people become bait for his growth?

The growth of ghosts alone may be very fast, but the number of ghosts is obviously lower than the number of living people.

Eating ghosts will be very slow, but waiting for people to die will be very fast.

"You should know that life and death are just numbers to time."

"As we speak, many people have died. They may be accidents, they may die of old age, they may be killed."

"It doesn't make a big difference to the world that these people died because they deserved to die."

"What if I use these damn people to improve my strength?"

"What do you think is wrong with this?"

Luo Qian looked at the young man with a smile in front of him, his face gloomy, "Their death is their business. I know what you want to do. You want to cover the whole world quietly with supernatural powers, and then harvest the lives of those people."

"But this is no longer a question of whether you should die or not, but a question of whether you want to kill or not!"

"There is nothing wrong with relying on quantity to cause qualitative change, but you..."

Yu Zhile waved his hand, "I can kill if I want. There is no problem. There is no need for a reason to kill, as long as I can get benefits."

"You think I'm the only one who does this?"

Luo Qian's pupils shrank, "You are all madmen!"

"You talk too much." Yu Zhile waved his hand, and Luo Qian's figure was quickly erased.

"You!" Luo Qian looked at Yu Zhile in horror, but all he saw were extremely indifferent eyes.

Luo Qian disappeared, wiped away like a stain with a rag.

Lin Ying swallowed, her eyes filled with shock.

Yu Zhile glanced past Lin Ying and looked at He Yin'er.

"If I didn't need a trump card, I would have killed them all."

"Only now do I know that the most secure form of immortality is not that you will die if there are evil ghosts, but that a living person will not die as long as there is one person alive."

"So, it is impossible to destroy the world. I even have to ensure that these ants stay alive."

"But my protection comes at a price. What do I value about a living person?"

"After over and over again, after much thought, the only thing that interests me is their lives."

Yu Zhile closed his eyes slightly, "Those two guys don't want to die either. They are both greedy for life and afraid of death."

"So, living people have to live, but ghosts cannot be completely dealt with."

"What an interesting plan. I only saw it now."

He shook his head and said, "Yu Qian, you guys are very good at playing chess. Why don't you have a chance? It's just that I don't have a chance."

"source……"

Yu Zhile waved his hand, and Lin Ying disappeared and was sent to a strange place.

"Fairy, ghost, god..."

"It's disgusting to see the true nature of this troubled world."

Yu Zhile opened his eyes, with extreme indifference and evil in his eyes, "From today on, become a creation god. The mysterious resurrection in the box sounds very interesting."

"Despite everything to become stronger and survive without being eaten last, Zhile, I think this is good."

He Yin'er walked through the sea of ​​red flowers on the other side and came to Yu Zhile's side.

The long hair was still dripping with water, so Yu Zhile reached out to wipe it away.

"Someone has said that the fish tank may not be filled with fish, but us."

"Those two guys have known about it for a long time and have already gone out. It's just a pity that they still need to guarantee something."

"Living people created by the supernatural will still be affected by the supernatural, so it is not safe."

"So, living people have become divided existences." He Yin'er started the conversation.

"Well, but they do need my help. After all, that guy will definitely die if I meet him now."

Yu Zhile looked up at the dim sky, "I never thought that that existence could actually kill a person at any time in the past, future, and present."

"So, if you want to stand by those two people, you need two conditions."

"My existence cannot exist in the past or the future, only reality remains, and there must be a trump card, that is, as long as one of the living people does not die, then I will not die."

"This is also the reason why reality is extremely far away from the source. This is also the reason why evil ghosts will continue to flock to reality and then attack living people."

"Ghosts, they grow up by killing people after all..."

He Yin'er lowered her eyes slightly and said, "All of us are one..."      …

What is the truth of this world?

The true essence of ghosts is rules, so what is the existence of the unity of rules?

Could our world also be a fish tank?

Some people are aware of these issues, but some are still confused.

There are always fireworks going off in the underworld.

The ghosts in the supernatural land seemed to have a target, and they walked towards a place one after another.

But the ghost masters were not affected. They were busy surviving and had no time to observe this.

Some ghosts are not affected, such as that little starving ghost.

The past and future do not exist, only the present is left. How strong is Yang Jian?

Yu Zhile wanted to see it.

The underworld was created, but it has no staff. The current underworld is just a tool to attract evil ghosts and then eat them.

There are more and more words in the ghost book, but the owner of the book never cares.

Since Luo Qian's death, Yu Zhile and He Yin'er have lived a life of fish farming.

It is said that it will not affect reality, but it has already quietly affected it.

It's just a promise, no one will know, not even Zhang Dong.

In a city near the coast, Yu Zhile and He Yin'er lived a life that many people dream of all their lives.

Now, the most important thing for the two of them every day is to take care of the small fish in the fish tank.

They didn't raise many small fish, only ten.

Ten fish tanks were used respectively.

These small fish are very worry-free and do not need to be fed with bait. They do not need to eat.

In other people's eyes, what's in the fish tank is fish.

In the eyes of the couple, these small fishes are worlds recreated by their supernatural powers.

The world is completely reproduced one-to-one according to the real world, but the dynasties and people are different.

According to previous expectations, two comparisons were made, one public and one private.

Then put two kinds of ghosts on top of it.

One kind is a ghost who has been stripped of the law of killing, and the other is a ghost who has not been stripped of the law of killing.

This creates two more comparisons.

They don't need to interfere too much, they just need to control the number of ghosts released.

Some of these ghosts are real, while others are created by supernatural powers.

There is actually only one purpose for them to do this.

"The radishes will be harvested tomorrow, and the biggest one will be used to stew the ribs."

He Yin'er sat on the deck chair, basking in the rare winter sun.

"Well, as long as the biggest radishes are not old, they will taste very good. The radishes grown by the seaside will taste very good."

Yu Zhile nodded, the radish stewed pork ribs was indeed delicious.

Radishes are also nutritious.

"I feel like I'm improving very quickly now."

"This is normal. Every person who dies can be considered killed by a ghost, even though the way they died is normal."

"Yes, anyway, we can see the life span of those people."

He Yin'er doesn't care about this, they are omnipotent now.

Whatever ability you want, you can just trick it out.

Although the two were talking, they didn't open their mouths.

"Will those fish grow up as we expected?" He Yin'er suddenly asked.

"It's not important. What's important is that they can grow up."

Yu Zhile's eyes were indifferent. As long as he didn't die, he didn't care. If he died, it would be a big deal to raise another one.

This is indeed the truth, and He Yin'er doesn't ask any more questions.

The reason why she asked was because she thought it was the right time to ask, not because she was really curious.

"Boss, buy something."

A man wearing a windbreaker, wrapping himself tightly and exuding a strong salty smell, appeared in front of them.

Yu Zhile flipped through the book without even looking at the man.

The man didn't say anything and walked straight into the door.

After a while, the man came out with several old boxes.

"21." He Yin'er said calmly.

The man didn't answer. He took out three seven-dollar bills from his pocket and placed them on the recliner. He wanted to leave, but after hesitating for a while, he asked, "Does the boss know what happened recently?"

The two of them were just minding their own business, with Yu Zhile reading a book and He Yin'er leaning on Yu Zhile and looking at his phone.

The man seemed to have become accustomed to such scenes and continued, "Recently, when driving at night, I encounter ghosts carrying coffins. The coffins are red with white flowers on them and paper figures next to them."

"Nothing will happen to the people I meet at the time, but without exception, they will disappear within three days after returning."

"May I ask if you two know what is going on?"

"How to deal with it?"

The man looked at the two young men and women, his eyes slightly lowered, and his expression tried to be calm and calm.

Yu Zhile tapped the handle of the recliner with his fingers, and the man was keenly aware of his movements.

Suddenly he understood everything and took out three seven-dollar bills from his pocket again and placed them on the recliner.

"After encountering it, close your eyes, open the coffin, lie in it, and don't care about anything during this period. Thirty-six hours later, you will be safe."

"If you want to imprison, after you go in, just ask someone to imprison the paper man outside."

After saying that, He Yin'er reached out to put away the money on the recliner, and then continued to use his phone.

The man suddenly became excited and wanted to say something, but something suddenly occurred to him. He quickly lowered his head, tightened his clothes, turned around and left quickly.

From beginning to end, neither of them looked at the man once.

"Retirement life, we can start after Yang Jian blocks the supernatural." Yu Zhile said lightly.

"Don't be in a hurry, we have plenty of time anyway." He Yin'er showed a sweet smile, but with those cold eyes, it was impossible to tell that she was smiling.

Yu Zhile patted He Yin'er's head and looked through the mythological allusions in his hand.

Immortals come from humans, but they are not immortals but ghosts.

Ghosts are controlled by people and show extraordinary abilities, so they are called immortals.

In ancient times, when thunder fell from the sky and struck a living person, the ignorant ancients called it heavenly punishment. It was the angry male and female of thunder and lightning punishing mortals.

But the truth is yet to be known.

"That door is very good. The ghosts in the supernatural land can enter the underworld faster, saving a lot of time." He Yin'er said.

The ghost gate obtained from the headquarters was more useful than expected. At this moment, the ghost gate was standing in front of that road.

The ghosts who come out of it will be immediately suppressed, then attracted, and gradually walk to Naihe Bridge, where they will be peeled off by those red flowers to kill people, and finally thrown into the river.

Today's underworld is not very perfect, but this is just because there is no need. If they are perfect, they have this ability, but it is of no use.

There is no point in perfecting it until the time comes.

What Yu Zhile wants is the whole world, but an underworld.

He is God, the God who sits on the top of the mountain and looks down at the mountain.

(End of this chapter)