Volume 1 Chapter 21: Entering the Underworld
The soul-raising method is to stick the soul-raising spell on the soles of your feet, lie flat on the ground, and use eight candles to surround them according to the eight trigrams. This is the soul-raising lamp. Use the soul-raising spell to force the three souls and seven spirits out of the body. After entering the underworld, the eight candles are used as guiding If one is extinguished, you will go the wrong way. You may not be able to return to your body and become a wandering ghost. If all eight candles are extinguished, you don't need to return, and you can directly queue up to register for reincarnation.
I asked Le Wei to close the mechanism at the entrance of the cave and not let anyone in, for fear of frightening them and for fear of the wind blowing out the candles. I returned the gun to him and told him that this was a real trip to the underworld to get someone back. If you really want to save Shen Bing, then don't disrupt this ritual, and be a ghost partner with my brother Ermao to keep watch over Shen Bing and me.
Le Wei looked at Ermao with a face full of fear, but in the end he really wanted to revive Shen Bing, so he nodded and agreed.
I checked the time on my phone, and it was midnight. I brought eight red candles with me to set up the formation, and they came in handy now. Each candle can burn for about two hours, so there is enough time. I arranged the candles, lit some incense drew a temporary spell to evoke the soul. I moved Shen Bing into the candle circle, lay down with her head next to mine, and stuck the spell on the soles of her feet.
He pinched his fingers and chanted, "The underground springs have dried up, and no grass or trees will grow. You will forever be a ghost in the netherworld, unable to ascend to heaven. I am here by your side, so be at ease and don't be alarmed. Let us swear a great oath together, vowing to save all living beings. Hurry up and obey the command! Open your mind!"
I placed my finger on the Yintang acupoint in the middle of my forehead. This is the spiritual orifice of a person. Once the spiritual orifice is opened, the three souls and seven spirits will leave from here. Suddenly, everything in front of my eyes went dark, and then it became bright again. I found that I was standing outside the candle circle. Looking at myself sleeping peacefully on the ground, I thought that nothing could go wrong, otherwise I would really fall asleep and never wake up.
I looked at Ermao and Lewei again. Ermao waved at me. He could see me, but Lewei couldn't. There was a little ghost watching over this kid. He looked distracted and trembling.
I nodded to Ermao and flew away. Damn, I can fly too. It feels really good, light and comfortable. I floated into the small room. This direction is the Five Ghosts Position, from here I can go to the underworld. I glanced at the big-bellied female ghost huddled in the corner, thinking that I was in a hurry and forgot to perform a caesarean section on her. Now we are all ghosts. My soul has just left my body and is relatively weak. It is basically difficult to kill her.
Forget it, I think there will be enough time to kill her when I come back.
I looked at the concrete floor, wondering if I could get in. I stepped on it and it was soft, like a sofa. I closed my eyes and fell headfirst.
I didn't feel anything. Did I not get in? I opened my eyes and saw that everything was gray. There was nothing in front of me except a straight stone road. I saw a river at the end of the road from afar. Oh, this is Huangquan Road, and the Wangchuan River is in front. It seems that I am lucky enough to spend some time with Meng Po on the Naihe Bridge.
Uh, I realized when I got there that I was totally wrong. This road is the Yellow Spring Road, but the river ahead is not the Forgotten River. It's embarrassing that a ghost story inheritor doesn't know much about the structure of the underworld, but it's not embarrassing if others don't know.
This river is called Jiehe. It is the boundary between Yin and Yang. The other side of the river is the real underworld. Ghosts who go to the Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River must pass through the place where they will be reincarnated after registering in the underworld. Take a look at your hometown on the Wangxiang Terrace of the Naihe Bridge, and then Meng Po will pour you a soup to make you forget your past lives, cross the bridge and reincarnate, and become a new person.
After crossing the boundary river, the gray world suddenly turned into a dark environment. It was so miserable and sad that I couldn't help crying. Fortunately, I was not really dead, otherwise I would have cried when I saw this scene.
There were only a few houses on a wide street. I saw a money house. Holy shit, this is not just a legend, it really exists. An old man with small eyes and a mustache, wearing a melon-shaped hat, was sitting at the counter, rolling his eyes at me outside the door.
I wanted to go in and take a look, but the people, no, the ghosts, were clearly not in a harmonious relationship. If I went in without storing or retrieving anything, wouldn’t I be asking for trouble? Just as I was about to leave, a male ghost staggered over. Hey, I know this ghost. He’s been to my store before and bought Yin-boosting pills.
Oh, the smell of alcohol hit my face. When he passed by me, he burped and walked into the money house with drunken eyes.
"No, boss. It's been several days since the Ghost Festival. Why haven't you sent me anything?" the drunk asked while burping.
"How much money have you borrowed from the bank? You still have the nerve to come here to ask for things? We still owe you 380 billion. I'll send a dream to your family and ask them to send more money over. Otherwise, I'll send you to the management office to be punished." The old man with small eyes shouted with his eyes wide open.
Damn, 380 billion, why spend so much, buy an atomic bomb? Atomic bombs are not that expensive, and does the underworld have such high-end weapons? I looked up at the sign of the bank and saw the words "Underworld Bank". I realized that I made a mistake. One piece of ghost money is 100 million. How many billions would it cost to burn a fire basin? It seems that this is how inflation in the underworld is caused.
The drunk came out with his head hung, and went back to where he came from.
I know the management office. Its full name is "Ghosts Management Office", which is equivalent to the ancient government office. It was originally called Ghost Department, but it was changed to Management Office because it wanted to be in line with the system of the living world. Newly dead ghosts have to report to this place, otherwise, if their names are not on the ghost household register, they will not be arranged to be registered for reincarnation.
I hurriedly caught up with the drunk in front of me and asked him where the management office was. He looked at me for a long time with his drunken eyes before recognizing me. He was very happy, but then he said with a bitter face: "Brother, how did you die? From now on, where can I buy Yin-boosting pills?"
You are so stubborn and still thinking about this when you have so much debt. I smiled and said that my brother is not dead, he came to the underworld to do something and will be back soon. Please help me, and I will burn some paper money for you and give you two Yin-tonifying pills.
This guy's eyes immediately lit up. Damn, it was a real green light. It gave me goose bumps all over. Am I looking like this now?
Without saying a word, he took me to the Guikou Management Office.
This is the ghost office? It's too run-down, isn't it? There are a few small blue brick houses, very old, with a sign on the roof with five big characters "Ghost Mouth Management Office" written on it. If it weren't for the sign, I would have thought it was a drunkard fooling me.
I had to first ask Shen Bing if she had reported. I entered the room where new ghosts were reported. A lifeless man and woman in black shrouds were sitting at the counter, writing in the register with their heads down. There were two newly dead male and female ghosts registering. They smelled pungently of smoke, and I guess they were burned to death. The female ghost finished quickly, so I walked over.
The female ghost registration clerk at the counter nodded to the men as soon as she saw me. It turns out that there are gender-specific registration rules.
Just then, the male ghost over there had also finished registering. The male ghost registrar lowered his head and asked without even looking at me, "Name, age, cause of death!"
" Sorry , I'm not dead yet. I'm here to look for someone." I smiled at them and ran to the woman.
"Come on, you trouble-maker! Take him down and fry him in the oil pan!" the woman glared at him and shouted.
