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Chapter 54 Three catties and six ounces of yellow paper money, bribing both the living and the dead...

This hexagram and the extremely inauspicious hexagram should both be in the same direction.

As for why this happened...

Although the Kan trigram and the Qian trigram represent good fortune and misfortune respectively.

To the average person, this might be seen as an omen of good fortune turning misfortune into good luck.

However, whether it is good fortune hidden within misfortune or misfortune hidden within good fortune, these two hexagrams are impossible to appear.

The Kan hexagram signifies misfortune with no good fortune.

The Qian hexagram signifies good fortune without misfortune.

The simultaneous appearance of both defies common sense.

The appearance of such a hexagram can only mean that someone has appeared who defies common sense.

It is the "flying dragon in the sky, it is advantageous to see a great man" that appears in the Qian hexagram!
The supreme "adult".

Cui Hong knew that he was not particularly proficient in divination.

It's impossible to calculate a very precise result.

But I could also vaguely sense something.

This "adult" should be among those undergoing this trial.

But who exactly is it?
Logically, Chen Jinxin is the most likely person to correspond to this divination.

But for some reason, the first person that flashed into Cui Hong's mind was Xie Lingxin.

If it were someone else, they would just consider it an illusion.

However, he was well-versed in divination and knew that sometimes inexplicable whims or flashes of inspiration were a kind of spiritual response.

Although it may not be accurate, he will not turn a blind eye.

But if this divination truly applies to this person, he simply cannot fathom what Xie Lingxin has that would allow her to correspond to such a supreme divination as the "Qian" hexagram...

Could it be... that he really is from some prestigious family?

Cui Hong couldn't help but recall Xie Lingxin's speech and erudition in the bookstore.

"call……"

As the group walked, a sudden gust of cold wind rose from the ground.

It sent chills down my spine, a coldness seeping from every bone in my body.

"coming!"

Cui Hong was startled and stopped his wild thoughts.

He glanced at Xie Lingxin.

He wasn't sure if it was just a misperception from being too focused on something, but he felt that Xie Lingxin seemed to have glanced in a certain direction, as if she had noticed something appearing even before him, and had even pinpointed its location accurately.

"What's coming?"

Liu Sanxian was initially confused, but then he quickly realized what was going on.

Suddenly, sounds seemed to come from all directions.

Sobbing softly, so desolate and forlorn...

"At the first watch, the moon rises in the east as we weep for the deceased; at the second watch, the stars shine brightly as we weep for the deceased..."

"At midnight, we weeping for the deceased amidst the heavy frost and dew; at the fourth watch, we weeping for the deceased as dawn approaches..."

"The rooster crows at dawn, I send my loved ones on their way..."

"Woooooooo..."

Intermittent sobs could be heard.

Liu Sanxian shrank his neck: "Why is that voice so creepy..."

Deep in the woods, a few faint lights suddenly appeared.

At first glance, it was faint and indistinct, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a tiny speck of light.

In the blink of an eye, the tiny speck of light had transformed into a white lantern, swaying precariously.

A faint white light illuminated several figures.

There were six people in total, and although they were constantly approaching them, they all had their backs to them.

The surrounding environment has changed at some point.

The shady banyan forest was gone, and a thick fog had enveloped everything around them.

A paper figure carrying a white lantern emitted a hazy white light, illuminating a faint path.

It was incredibly deep, and I had no idea where it led.

"The rooster crows at dawn, I send my loved ones on their way..."

"First, the golden boy leads the way with a banner; second, the jade maiden unfolds the lotus..."

"Send them off three times to the Bridge of Helplessness, send them off four times to the Gates of Hell..."

"Three catties and six ounces of yellow paper money, used to bribe the gates between the living and the dead..."

Six people, the one on the left suddenly raised a white banner, and the one on the right raised a paper flower.

Yellow paper money drifted in from nowhere, scattering along the path ahead. "No...it's not them approaching us, it's us approaching them!"

Cui Hong suddenly exclaimed.

Only then did the others realize that they had already reached the back of the paper figure.

The six people were divided into two rows, left and right, walking not far in front of them.

It's like... clearing a path for them!
Upon hearing Cui Hong's exclamation, one of them suddenly turned around.

A deathly pale face.

That's not all; this face isn't made of flesh and blood. It's clearly just a piece of paper!

Her facial features were all drawn on; her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were pitch black, making her incredibly eerie.

It made you feel a cool breeze seeping into every bone and crevices of your body.

Including Xie Lingren, all five of them suddenly found themselves unable to speak or move.

No, it's not that I can't move, it's that I can't move according to my own will, even though my body is clearly moving, following the paper figure step by step.

Xie Lingxin was greatly alarmed.

Hearing the paper doll's mournful, sobbing song, the ghosts were terrified.

This is clearly a deliberate attempt to send them to their deaths!

These paper figures were incredibly strange. They seemed to move slowly, but in the blink of an eye, they were far away, taking the people with them.

In just this short time, I don't know how far we've traveled on this foggy "Road to the Underworld".

If things continue like this, even if they don't actually end up on their deathbeds, the consequences probably won't be any better.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Xie Lingxin saw a piece of paper slip out of Cui Hong's sleeve, fluttering and drifting among the yellow paper money scattered everywhere.

It quickly floated behind the paper figures.

"Meow--!"

The piece of paper suddenly transformed into a black cat, letting out a sharp howl.

Startled, the papers all turned around, revealing their pale, reddish-white paper faces.

The black cat had already raised its sharp claws, their cold light flashing.

The paper figure was instantly cut into several pieces.

The facial features of the other paper figures suddenly distorted, and the red lips drawn with two red lines suddenly split open, turning into a strange smile.

The black cat's sudden attack seemed to break some kind of restraint.

"Mother Gan Lin!"

The next moment, a loud shout rang out.

A figure broke free from the paper doll's control, leaped out, and unleashed both fists, hurtling past with a whooshing sound like thunder and lightning.

Xie Lingxin didn't know if it was her imagination or not, but she felt her feet trembling, as if the earth was about to collapse.

The two paper figures were instantly smashed into countless fragments by the two fists, which fluttered and drifted away.

"A three-foot-long golden sword hangs above my head; its blade leaves no trace, its cool light slaying all demons and monsters!"

Then another loud shout was heard.

This time, Xie Lingxin saw things clearly.

It is Huoshan.

He pulled out a long, gleaming golden sword from somewhere; it was over three feet long and three fingers wide.

He muttered incantations as he unleashed a series of slashes, golden threads flashing past.

Then two paper figures were cut in half.

"Whoosh-!"

Almost at the same time, a sliver of cold light flashed by.

The last paper figure was severed cleanly at the neck.

The lanterns fell to the ground, and the mist dissipated.

Strange trees reappeared all around.

Xie Lingxin discovered that she could move again.

They returned to Luohunpo.

"Huff!... Huff huff!"

A series of heavy breathing sounds.

Just now, the first figure to fly out after the black cat was Zhu Wenjie.

Liu Sanxian held a fine iron throwing knife between her fingers, her pretty face still showing lingering fear.

The last paper figure was killed by the throwing knife in her hand.

"Cui Hong, if you hadn't been holding back, we would all be finished this time."

With a flash of black shadow, a black cat leaped into Cui Hong's arms, turning into a palm-sized piece of paper, which was then cut into the shape of a cat.

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