Mountain and sea lantern

Chapter 619 The Story of the Stone

Whether it would really work or not, Shi Chun himself was not absolutely sure, as there were too many uncertain factors. Therefore, he said, "There is no better way for the time being, let's give it a try."

Seeing that he said that, Chu Jingtang had no choice but to give up. He took out the Wind Scale, cast a spell, and took the two of them away again.

As Wu Jinliang ascended into the air, he kept glancing at Shi Chun. He felt that Chun's actions just now did not seem like he was doing his best and leaving the rest to fate. He knew the two of them very well; the simpler and rougher the method, the more confident they were in their ability to succeed.

Upon returning to Zhuoyong City, the group's first priority was naturally to check on Li Hongjiu's recovery. The rest was simply waiting for the assassin's reaction.

He wouldn't just wait there indefinitely. If Li Hongjiu's injuries stabilized completely and the assassin still hadn't reacted, he would take Li Hongjiu away first.

He had absorbed a bellyful of demonic energy, but it hadn't been successfully converted into cultivation yet. Once Li Hongjiu could cast spells again, he would definitely make Li Hongjiu strike him with the Thunder Sword properly once more.

Outside the hall, under the eaves, Shi Chun personally wrote another sign and hung it up, which read "Need a favor?" The four characters were on both sides...

The sunset over Dazhi City has a vast and beautiful quality.

A spatial rift appeared in the old pavilion in the city, and the woman in red walked out of it, the rift disappearing behind her.

Alan, who had been waiting there, hurriedly stepped forward and reported: "Your Majesty, our people have searched everywhere, but we still haven't found any trace of Shi Chun and the others, nor have we discovered where they went."

Woman in red: "Have they found out what their purpose was in going to Jie Luohai?"

Alan shook her head with a troubled expression. "Not yet. We've interrogated Wei Mo and his men, but they only said they came to arrest Shi Chun. They won't reveal a single word about whose orders they were on or why they wanted to arrest Shi Chun. Others may not know, but Wei Mo definitely knows something. Your Majesty, should we try some effective interrogation techniques?"

The woman in red walked to the recliner and slowly sat down. "Fine, let them all go."

Alan was surprised, "They released him without getting anything out of him?"

The woman in red said calmly, "Dongsheng has already reacted accordingly. What they used to turn a blind eye to and keep quiet about is now being taken seriously. They directly arrested a group of our people in Dongsheng. The matter could be big or small now. The Holy King has already inquired about it. Release them."

Hearing this, Alan was helpless. There was nothing she could do. The forces behind Wei Mo had the power and means to check and balance this side, and they really couldn't do whatever they wanted. She could only agree and say, "Yes."

The woman in red asked again, "Has no one picked up the goods at Zhelanpo yet?"

Alan said, "No, the things are still there."

The woman in red raised her hand, and after Alan withdrew, she took out the mother-child talisman and sent a message to Shi Chun, expressing that she missed him again. What she had found difficult to say at first, she could now send out so smoothly.

However, Shi Chun still did not respond at all...

Several days later, the deathly thick fog in the Yin-Yang realm suddenly stirred slightly, as if an invisible and silent fish had swum from the depths of the fog. After reaching the location of the letter's target, the fog began to sink, quietly disappearing into a deep underground cave.

The cave was dimly lit, with scattered sandalwood flames on the ground and a few corpses lying around. These were long-dead, skeletal remains that had not decayed, and they were even more gruesome than skeletons.

The scattered golden flames seemed to have been used by the corpses for lighting when they were alive, and they appeared to have been dormant there for a long time.

The slowly sinking mist suddenly condensed rapidly upon landing, gradually coalescing into a gray mist distinct from its surroundings. It formed a mist with a somewhat human-like upper body, drifting and wandering within the cave.

There are obviously not many people throwing things here, and this half-human mist is clearly familiar with every abandoned item here.

Soon, it floated and stopped in front of a bundle of books.

The half-human mist reached out, and the misty hand shadow surprisingly grabbed the letter with power. After a quick grasp, it immediately sensed something unusual. It easily cut open the binding threads and slowly opened the letter, revealing the bills inside. But that wasn't what it was concerned about; it was the strange object inside.

A butterfly whose wings had been broken, whether from wrapping or from grasping it just now, and a beetle shimmering in the flames.

The mist gently picked up the broken butterfly wing and examined it closely. After putting down the broken wing, it picked up the butterfly's body, examined it carefully, and then gently squeezed it, causing it to burst with fresh juice.

After Shi Chun caught this thing, he kept it in the Qiankun Bracelet. Since it was only recently caught, and the Qiankun Bracelet has a good preservation function, it was quite fresh.

The half-human mist picked up the beetle again, examined it closely, peeled off its shell layer by layer, and finally squeezed a fresh, juicy piece.

This is not a perverted act; it is simply to check the novelty level.

After receiving the money, he unfolded the letter and found that the main text contained only four words: "I have a favor to ask!"
He looked at it over and over again, and even took a closer look at a piece of sandalwood gold flame. Apart from those four words, there was really nothing else in the text except for the address.

After observing for a long time, the half-human mist rolled up the letter and the money, and then wandered around the remaining corners of the cave.

After confirming that nothing else had been missed, the fog dissipated, and a trace of ethereal power, like an invisible fish, quickly departed within the fog, only this time carrying the rolled-up letter and ticket with it.

They left faster than before, having taken the items with them.

After flying out of the sea of ​​fog, there were no more ripples, only things rolled up into small objects flying in the air.

They flew a long way and for a long time before swooping down into a mountain valley dozens of miles outside of Yongcheng and disappearing into a cave.

Inside the cave, a man draped in white cloth was sitting cross-legged in meditation. A small, rolled-up object fell in front of him, and he slowly opened his eyes. He was a thin, middle-aged man with a simple and ordinary appearance. He had a short stubble on his face, which made him look rather destitute. Even when he was sitting cross-legged, you could tell that he was tall and thin. His five fingers, which reached out to reach the fallen object, were long and slender.

After picking up the rolled-up items and unrolling them, he took out the crushed butterfly and beetle corpses again and examined them carefully, even sniffing them. Then he unfolded the letter, staring at its contents, his brows furrowing deeply.

After a long while, he packed up his things and got up. He was indeed a tall and thin man. After leaving the cave, he flew around.

Before long, they arrived at the towering city of Zhuyong. They pulled out a cartload of stones from a corner, adjusted the white cloth covering their heads, and finally entered the city without any apparent abnormality, just like the other people coming in and out.

There are twelve timekeeping towers in the city. The time is indicated by the light of the tower that is lit. Therefore, the city is divided into twelve districts accordingly.

The tall, thin man went to the area in the late afternoon, where his home was located. It was a small shop along the street called "Stone Story," with people living upstairs and doing business downstairs.

The shop sells all kinds of stone carvings and accepts all kinds of stone carving pre-orders.

People came and went outside the shop, and the shopkeeper was a pretty woman named Nian Xiu.

She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a gentle and pleasing appearance. However, she was also very thin and would occasionally cough, pulling her white coat tighter around her.

Coughing is a common ailment among humans trapped in the underworld, a problem accumulated from prolonged exposure to yin energy.

After the tall, thin man hauled a cartload of stones to the shop's entrance, he began unloading them, carrying them back and forth into the inner room, which served as the shop's carving workshop. He was the shop's owner, named Shi Wushuang, and all the stone carvings sold in the shop were made by him.

They went in and out, exchanging silent glances, only smiles in their eyes and on their lips. During this time, the man took out a newly bought picture book from his pocket and handed it to the woman.

After unloading the goods, Shi Wushuang disassembled the carriage, as the shop was small and it was easy to move the goods into the back room.

After all that was done, the clanging and banging of carving echoed from the inner room again.

However, the noise didn't last long. Suddenly, it stopped without warning and there was no sound of tools being put down.

Sitting in the shop in front, Nian Xiu looked back, somewhat puzzled, and noticed something unusual.

Just as she was about to get up to see what was going on, the sound of putting down her tools rang out, and Shi Wushuang came out from the inner room, whispering to her, "I'm going upstairs to rest for a while."

His tone was calm and gentle.

"Mm." Nian Xiu nodded in agreement.

However, after the man went upstairs, she still looked back several times with a puzzled expression. After being together for many years, she keenly sensed that her husband was somewhat different from usual.

After going upstairs and closing the door, Shi Wushuang quickly sat cross-legged on the couch and began meditating...

Some things may be considered coincidences, but the residence that Chu Jingtang and Lao Changtai purchased in Zhuoyong City is also in the Wei time zone.

However, we have a guest today, Lao Xi, who has come to visit Shi Chun.

Lao Xi didn't know Shi Chun had come at first; she just kept mentioning it to Chu Jingtang, expressing how much she missed him and wanted to see him.

As far as Shi Chun was concerned, since he had come to the Underworld, it was necessary to have a proper conversation with Li Hongjiu before leaving, because Li Hongjiu's injuries had almost stabilized, and he could not let Li Hongjiu remain unconscious. He had already decided to leave soon.

Thus, this meeting took place. It was inevitable that the host and guest would be very happy to see each other, and of course, this did not prevent Lao Xi from discussing business.

Regarding the sale of souls, Lao Xi's idea was to ask if there was still a demand here for the souls and remains of those condemned prisoners from the last time. If so, since future condemned prisoners would all die anyway, it would be better to make use of their remaining energy and sell them to them in the same way.

Shi Chun certainly didn't mind having too much of this kind of stuff, so he didn't let Lao Xi make this trip for nothing. However, he also made it clear beforehand that you can't mess around. You can't just put anyone in a death row and then kill them to sell them for money. That will cause trouble sooner or later.

Lao Xi naturally patted his chest and guaranteed that it was absolutely impossible!
Once the deal was settled, this guy couldn't sit still any longer. He said there were two more in the death row, and he wanted to get them as a gift for Shi Chun, the kind that wouldn't cost him any money.

They wouldn't accept it even if you wanted to.

And they can leave whenever they want.

Shi Chun had no choice but to get up and see the guest off.

As the guests and hosts were leaving, Lao Xi paused under the eaves, staring up at the sign that read "Seeking a Request," stroking his beard and muttering to himself, "Brother Wang, Brother Gao, is there some significance to hanging this sign?"

Wu Jinliang chuckled and casually replied, "It's for praying for blessings."

Speaking of this, Shi Chuncai remembered that because of Lao Xi's arrival, they had chatted for a long time and hadn't used his right eye's special ability to observe his surroundings for a while. After submitting the letter, he would use his right eye's special ability to pay attention to his surroundings every now and then.

Reminded of this, he felt a sense of unease and cast a spell to activate his right eye's special ability again, instinctively scanning his surroundings. However, his gaze only flickered for a moment before stopping.

(End of this chapter)