My enemies became my companions

Chapter 339: The Cloud Sea Floating and Walking Alone (Additional Two-in-One)

Everyone has his own fate and his own circumstances.

Some people wait for the rabbit to eat them, and some people block the road in the mountains to be the king.

Some people sit at the gate of hell waiting for a bowl of Meng Po soup, while others disappear into thin air after selling the last Meng Po soup.

There may be some Zen or truth in this.
But there are already enough Zen principles in the world.
Too many already...

Chen Yi took a deep breath, turned around and left.

Yin Weiying looked at it for a long time, and after the bronze door slowly closed, he quickly caught up with Chen Yi and grabbed his clothes.

Chen Yi slowed down his pace a little. Something seemed to flow through his heart, but he didn't understand what it was at the moment.

The two of them didn't talk much along the way.

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For similar journeys, we naturally walked faster and faster, and rested less along the way. It took us nearly ten days to go back, but this time it only took us seven days to reach the gates of hell.

After passing the golden words "The Gate of Hell", they saw Deng Ai standing on the top of the city wall, his figure towering. When he saw the two men coming, he turned over and jumped off the city wall.

The defeated general's big ghost commander casually placed his spear on the ground, walked towards Chen Yi and asked, "Did you bring it?"

Chen Yi took out the bowl of Meng Po soup from the square and said, "I brought it."

Deng Ai took it with both hands, but did not rush to drink it. Instead, he looked back at the ghost city at the gate of hell, as if he was overwhelmed with emotions. He sighed first, then looked into the distance, his gaze straight to the ghost city Yingdu.

"Are you going to the ghost town of Yingdu?" Deng Ai asked.

Chen Yi also wanted to learn more about the ghost town: "What do you have to say?"

"I can't say I'm here to teach you, but the ghost town is in a mess right now..."

Taking this as an excuse, Chen Yi started a conversation with Deng Ai. As Chen Yi expected, Deng Ai was imprisoned in the depths of the Eighteen Layers of Hell, and knew very little about the ghost town. He only said that there was chaos and disorder in the town, but it seemed to be gradually stabilizing, maintaining a delicate balance.

Now the King of Hell has gone mad and is trapped in the palace, and the Department of Punishment is in charge of the affairs of the ghost town.

In other words, the missing person warrant in Chen Yi's hand came from the Evil Punishment Department.

As for the Ministry of Rewards, which once stood alongside it, it is said to have become weak.

I don’t know what happened to Min He.

If everything was the same as in the previous life, there would be no need to worry about Min He's safety. However, now the direction of the plot has changed for some reason, and everything is hard to say.

Chen Yi pondered in his mind.

Then, he asked Deng Ai, "Who was the person who rescued you? Can you tell me?"

"It doesn't matter if I tell you or not, but this benefactor didn't leave his exact name," Deng Ai laughed and described, "His surname is Li, and he's an old man in his sixties or seventies. It seems that he came to the underworld thousands of years ago, climbed all the way, and by chance, he was favored by the King of Hell."

This old man surnamed Li is one of the key points of all changes?

Chen Yi frowned, as he had never heard of such a person in his previous life.

Deng Ai pointed to the distance of Ghost Gate and asked:

"If you want to go all the way to the ghost town, you will pass through a town on the way. There are some rules in that town that you'd better abide by. If you don't, you'll be in big trouble. Even I almost got a layer of skin torn off."

"Town?" Chen Yi asked in surprise.

"Yes, that town is very mysterious and strange, not like something from the Central Plains." Being described like this by Deng Ai, the Great Ghost Lord, Chen Yi could not help but pay attention. He pricked up his ears and heard Deng Ai continue, "If you go to the Ghost Town, you will definitely pass by this town. Behind this town is my benefactor. Remember to be kind to him. If you get involved, you will inevitably be in danger."

After saying this, Deng Ai had nothing more to say.

After the two men saluted Deng Ai, they headed off into the distance.

Deng Ai held the bowl of Meng Po soup in his hand and watched the soup sway as many things flashed through his mind. He had a stutter when he was young, and later he cultivated land to control floods, and he loved killing. In his old age, he sneaked across Yinping to defeat Shu, and saw how majestic the last emperor of Shu was when he left the city. But everything was gone with the wind, and when he thought about it now, it seemed like thousands of years had passed.

He held the bowl of Meng Po soup and drank it all in one gulp.

Wow, sugar is added to Meng Po soup!

Deng Ai was startled, and then he looked at the figures of the man and woman gradually going away, and suddenly thought of his wife whom he had not seen for a long time. However, the vague impression in his mind was shattered as the Meng Po soup entered his stomach. He finally understood that everything was over and could be forgotten with a handful of yellow earth.

He walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped off.
Reincarnation has begun.

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After the conversation, Chen Yi listened to Deng Ai's earnest warnings and kept them in mind, but his confusion became deeper and deeper.

There are too many mysteries, and they are entangled with each other. After they flashed through his mind together, Chen Yi decided to find the source first.

Find out why everything changed in the first place!
After passing the Ghost Gate, we headed towards the ghost city of Yingdu. There were very few ghosts along the way, and you couldn't even encounter them if you wanted to, let alone exciting things like mice getting married.

Chen Yi didn't think anything of this, his mind was full of thoughts.

But Yin Weiying did not have such a heavy burden. Nothing happened on the way, and she would never see Chen Yi, who had turned into a rat, again. So she felt a little regretful for no reason.

Chen Yi was so good at that time. Although she was afraid, she was not that afraid. She could even enjoy... the pleasure of conquering the blind fear.

Unlike now when they were making love at night, she was pinned down and was always tormented to death.

But Chen Yi was also gentle, even if this gentleness could not alleviate the fear much, but gentleness was gentleness, so Yin Weiying was not as nervous as before, and they had more to talk about at night.

Since she didn't know when, the relationship between them had eased a lot, and they had become closer. Yin Weiying's elegant charm, like wind, dew and lightning, gradually appeared in front of Chen Yi. She always liked elegant things. One day, she saw the sky was dark, the fog was heavy, and the wind was blowing hard in the distant mountains. She immediately felt a myriad of emotions in her heart, and she couldn't help pacing and chanting many words.

Seeing this, Chen Yi teased her, "Why don't you write a word yourself?"

She took it, picked up the pen, wrote down the words in the wind, her thoughts surged, her heart was filled with thoughts, and she wrote a poem called Ru Meng Ling.

[Jade liquid and nectar to drink, the magic of divine water and golden elixir,

This meeting will meet the true immortal,
Fly into my home,

Look, look, the sea of ​​clouds is unique! 】

After she sang the lyrics and then hummed them again and again, Chen Yi heard her inner pride. How could he not understand her obsession with cultivating immortality in this life, walking alone in the sea of ​​clouds, so carefree.

It’s just that Chen Yi doesn’t want her to become an immortal.

Yin Weiying wrote the lyrics, hesitated for a while, and then advised Chen Yi to try writing the lyrics, and she would help to adjust the rhythm.

But Chen Yi is really not good at it.

Having never received any introduction to rhythm, nor the habit of writing poetry, and even less understanding the rhythm of tones, she spent two or three hours fiddling with it, not even having time to enjoy the taste of being a nun, before she managed to compose a poem of Bu Suan Zi.

The previous words are not worth mentioning, as they are not very outstanding. Only the last sentence is barely worth mentioning:
【Don't be stained by dust, don't be stained by dust, it always brings sadness. 】

"The lyrics you write are always filled with sorrow." Yin Weiying looked at them for a long time, and then said softly.

The nun put away the rice paper, feeling confused.

"I am a mortal, and I have many sorrows." Chen Yi said casually, not caring much. "Think about it, I rarely drink to relieve my sorrow, and I don't get drunk. Isn't that good?"

Yin Weiying said nothing and looked outside the cave. The wind was still blowing hard among the distant mountains.

The dim firelight reflected the faces of the two. Yin Weiying was looking at the distant mountains in the strong wind, while Chen Yi was looking at Yin Weiying who was nearby.

He knew this confused woman very well, and he had known her very well since he entered the underground palace.

And not long ago, Yin Weiying began to understand him.

Chen Yi suddenly said:
"Lyrics are sung. The lyrics in my hometown are different from those today."

Yin Weiying turned his head to the side, lowered his long eyes, and hummed softly:
“…I want to hear your state of mind.”

After saying that, she waited for a long time.

But I never waited.

Yin Weiying lowered her head in disappointment. She couldn't help thinking that if Tingxue was here, she would be able to hear it. But when she turned her head and looked into the distance, she heard a slightly hoarse singing voice:

"The sea of ​​suffering... stirs up love and hate, and in this world... one cannot escape fate..."

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After a few days, smoke could be seen rising from the distance. Along the hillside, a corner of the ghost town half-hidden in the mist gradually emerged.

Chen Yi stood at a slightly higher place and saw that there was a hazy gray fog there, like the half-hidden face of a female ghost.

Yin Weiying also saw it, and she clutched Chen Yi's clothes tighter.

Large tracts of red spider lilies grow, forming a sea of ​​flowers. Further away from the ghost town are huge mountains with looming black shadows. No one knows what is hidden in them, but faint blue spots of light can be seen gathering.

After preparing themselves mentally, Chen Yi and Yin Weiying moved forward.

After passing the memorial archway, we saw a corner of the ghost town. The rows of wooden buildings were half hidden in the shadows. The straight lines exuded tranquility, and the streets were empty.

Not to mention a human figure, there wasn't even a ghost.

And those wooden buildings were not overly decorated, and the doors and windows of every household were closed. The eerie wind blew through the empty streets, blowing the two men's robes.

Not far away, there was only one building with lights on. The light was dim blue, like a beacon, leading people to rest.

Chen Yi glanced sideways at Yin Weiying.

The nun naturally understood what he meant and calculated the fortune by pinching her fingers.

This time the hexagram is vague, somewhere between safe and mostly disastrous.

Chen Yi frowned slightly. This ghost town did not exist in his previous life, but it appeared here at this moment. He had no "strategy" to deal with it.

This ghost town blocks the way to the ghost town. If you want to go to the ghost town, you must pass through this ghost town.

Chen Yi shifted his gaze away from the inn and looked elsewhere.

Looking around, everything was gloomy and dark, and the road in the ghost town was so deep that you couldn't see the bottom, as if it was sliding into an abyss ahead.

He asked Yin Weiying to tell his fortune again...

After the hexagram came out, Yin Weiying's face turned pale.

A narrow escape from death.

Since this is the omen, instead of rushing in, it is better to go to the inn first to see what is going on.

After making up his mind, Chen Yi turned around and walked slowly towards the inn.

Before entering the door, he took another look at the inn's plaque: Four Heavenly Kings Inn.

The Four Heavenly Kings... I think it refers to the Four Heavenly Kings of Buddhism.

(End of this chapter)