r18novel Chapter 42 Dead Man's Pit
Chapter 42 Dead Man's Pit
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[The host guides the innocent ghost into the underworld and gains 1 strand of merit.]
Just as the female ghost was being led into the Yin-Yang Path, a familiar notification sound rang in Zhao Yi's mind.
"Hey, you get 1 merit point for this?"
A slight smile appeared on Zhao Yi's face; it was a completely unexpected gain.
"Are ghosts without sins truly innocent ghosts?"
"It seems that it's really not easy for ghosts to be free of sins."
Although the hint was simple, Zhao Yi still figured something out.
"This ghost carries eighteen calamities within it; it's truly not easy for it to be free of sins."
Zhao Yi had a sudden realization.
Normally, when people die of natural causes, their souls are captured by underworld officials, and therefore they do not become wandering ghosts.
Only those who die unjustly or violently, and whose resentment breeds, will be spared from reincarnation.
Such a ghost carries resentment and is burdened with eighteen calamities; it would be strange if it didn't commit sins.
Moreover, some people commit sins while they are still alive.
People like Wu the Comprador and Li Qingshan were all deeply sinful.
If they die and no one cares, they will surely become evil spirits or vengeful ghosts.
Therefore, becoming an immaculate soul is truly not easy.
Let's go!
Uncle Nine waved his hand wearily and walked towards the mortuary.
"Ah Yi, I'll come to the restaurant to find you tomorrow. We'll set off early in the morning to find my friend and help you refine a magical artifact," Uncle Nine said to Zhao Yi.
"Okay, see you tomorrow!" Zhao Yi nodded, released the Heavenly Dao Divine Weapon and rickshaw from the small bronze granary, and returned to the restaurant in the rickshaw.
The restaurant is doing pretty well at this time of day.
Zhao Yi also designed seven late-night meal sets for the restaurant.
Now, most of the people who come here to eat are ordering set meals.
However, the shopkeeper was in charge of all of this, so Zhao Yi, the boss, was naturally happy to have some free time.
Back in the backyard room, I first washed up quickly, then turned on the record player, put in an old record, brewed a pot of honey water, and then leisurely drifted off to sleep.
Silent all night.
The next morning, Zhao Yi stretched and slowly got out of bed.
I went to the yard to fetch water, filled the kettle with hot water, and did a quick wash.
"It would be so nice to have a personal maid, otherwise I have to do things like fetching water for washing my face myself, it's such a hassle."
"I kind of miss the days when I could come home and there was a water heater, hot water available all day, and a sink for easy washing up.
"It's a pity I didn't encounter a powerful demon like Bai Suzhen. Otherwise, it would be really great to take her in as a maid."
Zhao Yi was secretly pleased with himself as he walked out of the backyard, just as Uncle Jiu arrived.
"Master, have you eaten? Let's have some breakfast together before we set off," Zhao Yi said with a smile.
"Okay!" Uncle Nine nodded.
He also knew that Zhao Yi had a divine weapon to pull the carriage, making his travel speed astonishing, so he didn't care about the extra time.
So the two of them enjoyed a leisurely breakfast before boarding the rickshaw and continuing their journey.
"Ah Yi, your rickshaw is really nice." Uncle Jiu sat in the rickshaw, cracking sunflower seeds that Zhao Yi had taken out.
"Don't worry, Master. It won't be long before the rickshaw drivers are even better. I'll get you one then, and it'll be very comfortable," Zhao Yi said with a smile.
Now that we already have a Mercedes, it shouldn't be too difficult to get one for Uncle Nine later.
"If given the chance, it might be more comfortable to build a car that uses magic, ghost energy, or yin energy as its power source."
Zhao Yi couldn't help but think to himself.
"rickshaw?"
Uncle Nine paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I did see one once before in the provincial capital. It was a strange iron lump. It wasn't very fast, but it could shield you from the wind and rain without using any magic, and it moved automatically. It was quite mysterious."
"Master, these foreign gadgets are actually quite interesting."
"Although we can't compare to foreigners now, we will surpass them in a few decades."
"We might even become so powerful that we're number one in the world!"
Zhao Yi said with a smile.
After all, this is not fantasy or expectation, but a living reality.
He traveled to the year 2030, when China was absolutely the strongest in the world in terms of both technology and economy.
The two walked and talked, sometimes about interesting things in the spirit world, and sometimes about the essentials of cultivation.
More than an hour later, Uncle Jiu and the others arrived at the territory of Shijia Town.
"Master, we've reached the boundary marker. Should we go straight into the town, or somewhere else?" Zhao Yi asked.
"Let's go to my friend's place first. He doesn't live in town, but near the Dead Man's Pit on the east side of town. After I've settled the matter of refining weapons for you, we can go to town for a stroll. Xinji Congee and Guo's Suckling Pig in Shijia Town are both very famous," Uncle Nine said.
"Yes, Master," Zhao Yi nodded and said.
Guided by Uncle Jiu, Ah Da headed towards the mass grave east of Shijia Town.
The mass graves in this area have a history of over a hundred years. Since the Qing Dynasty, they have been a place for dumping corpses in the surrounding towns.
Unattended corpses, plague-ridden livestock, and other such animals are all dumped here.
Zhao Yi had already sensed a strong death aura when he was still more than a mile away from the mass grave.
"Master, the deathly aura in this place is astonishing, but there's no sign of resentment or malevolent energy," Zhao Yi said with some curiosity.
"My good friend is a descendant of the Iron Slaughter Sect. Their sect is most skilled in weapon crafting, and their cultivation technique condenses a Yin Nether Crimson Flame."
"This flame is not very powerful, not much stronger than ordinary flames, and even far weaker than the true fire cultivated by Maoshan."
"But this Yin Nether Crimson Refining Fire can use resentment and malevolent energy as fuel to refine rare and precious materials and forge magical artifacts that connect with the underworld."
Uncle Jiu explained to Zhao Yi.
"So that's how it is!" Zhao Yi nodded, somewhat surprised.
Indeed, the world is vast, and no one or any force should be underestimated.
"Ah Yi, look, that big house next to the mass grave is my friend's house. Let's go straight there," Uncle Nine said, pointing with his finger.
"Okay, Ah Da, let's go!" Zhao Yi said.
Two minutes later, the two arrived outside a large mansion.
"Ah Yi, wait here, I'll go knock on the door!" Uncle Nine said with a smile as he got off the rickshaw.
He hadn't seen his friend for almost two years, and he was quite excited to come over.
"Knock knock knock~~~"
Uncle Nine stepped forward and knocked on the door; the heavy bolt made a dull sound.
Uncle Nine knocked for several minutes, but no one answered.
"That's not right. There are dozens of people in Lao Tie's family. How could no one be home?" Uncle Jiu was immediately puzzled.
"Master, something's not right!" Zhao Yi's gaze immediately sharpened.
Seeing that Uncle Jiu didn't respond to his knocking, Zhao Yi began to examine him carefully.
But upon closer inspection, a strange feeling arose in my heart.
It wasn't exactly a crisis, but it was rather strange.
He possesses a sixth sense, almost like a sudden impulse, and doesn't experience strange feelings inexplicably.
After reminding Uncle Jiu, Zhao Yi took out a magical artifact.
"Open the Dharma Eye, connect Yin and Yang!"