I have never been able to figure out what kind of paper figures exist.
It seemed to have no emotions. Even when Shen Gong picked it up by the collar, it still had that stiff smile on its face: "It turns out to be Mr. Hu, you are here too."
Duke Shen's tone was indifferent: "Don't say it's useless, where did Meng Laizi go?"
"Sir, I told you not to..."
"Okay, you can shut up."
As soon as the paper man opened his mouth, Mr. Shen impatiently put his hand on its head.
His action shocked me: "Hey, hey, it's not big brother, don't kill him!"
But Mr. Shen didn't pay attention to me at all, but a ball of green light appeared in the palm of his hand. At the same time, several mysterious tadpole characters appeared in the ball of green light, swimming slowly like small fishes.
There was nothing strange about the paper man covered in green light. It still stared at Mr. Shen with the same smile, seemingly unaffected.
After a few seconds, Shen Gong withdrew his hand and threw the paper man away.
The paper man landed lightly on his feet and said nothing, but looked at Mr. Shen with more respect.
Then Shen Gong looked to the west: "Let's go, Meng Laizi is in Shanyin City."
I was stunned for a moment: "Huh? You know Shanyin City."
He didn't say anything, but turned his head and looked at me like he was looking at me.
Only then did I realize it and told him, yes, yes, you gave me the spiritual needle and asked me to help you get the stone. After working for a long time, you knew that the stone was in Shanyin City.
Duke Shen just said nonsense. If it were not in Shanyin City, what would I do to you? It is inconvenient for me to enter that place. You were about to reach the end of your yang life at that time, and your body was full of yin energy. As long as you were close to the gate of hell, you would naturally be sucked away. Of course I would.
Find it on your head.
After listening to what he said, I finally understood and asked him again: "So is it convenient for you to go in now?"
He did not answer directly, but looked to the west with his hands behind his back: "Have you seen the Yin Qi floating in the sky?"
I said yes.
"Those are all from Shanyin City."
Duke Shen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mount Tai is in the Yang world, and Shanyin City is in the underworld. They seem to be connected through the gate of hell, but in fact they are two completely different spaces.
Something must have happened in Shanyin City to cause the Yin Qi to flow out through the Gate of Hell.
Then something has happened, so it’s not too much for me to take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, right?"
I think your nagging is really the fart of an old god - it's extraordinary.
This is indeed the truth, but what Mr. Shen did seems to be inconsistent with Sister Lin's memory, which makes me very confused.
In Sister Lin's memory, the Wu Clan is so ancient that no one can tell exactly how many years they have existed.
The only thing that is certain is that when witches ruled this land, there was no such thing as Taoist priests in the world.
Their lifespans are too long. Even for ordinary shamans, they are in their prime at seventy or eighty years old, and they are in their twilight years at one hundred and fifty-six years old. If they are lucky, it is not a problem to live for two hundred years.
Those witches who are successful in cultivation can generally live to be three to four hundred years old. The most powerful one lived for a full six hundred years. After the death of the witch, his soul immediately disappeared, leaving only a trace of his true spirit and entered reincarnation.
In a word, a witch will always be a human being when he is born, and no one can deprive a witch of his right to be reincarnated as a human being.
Later, with the decline of the Wu clan and the rise of Taoism, when the underworld first appeared, the ancestors of the Wu clan once swore an oath, promising never to enter the underworld and never interfere in the affairs of the underworld, in exchange for their blood being passed down, so after death
Only then will the process become what it is now.
If Sister Lin's memory is correct, then didn't what Duke Shen did directly violate his oath?
So I asked him insinuatingly: "As a shaman, if you follow me to Shanyin City, aren't you afraid that Emperor Dongyue will chop you up?"
"Didn't you lose your memory? You know quite a lot."
Duke Shen glanced at me: "Sanyin City does not belong to the real underworld. It is just a place of exile. What happened to me when I entered a place that even the underworld despises?
Besides, Emperor Dongyue has already fallen asleep. To say the least, even if he is still awake, can a person of that level take action against me personally?"
Seeing that he didn't seem worried, I didn't say anything.
Later, Shen Gong walked forward with his hands behind his back, and I followed him towards the direction of Guimenguan.
The barren hills were no different from last time, with steep mountains and withered and low plants. The only difference was that this time I had Duke Shen guiding me, so I could walk a little faster.
What he said must be right. The closer I get to the gate of hell, the more intense the yin energy becomes, and it even starts to penetrate into the cracks of people's bones.
Gui Che faithfully performed his duties, protecting me firmly within his own aura and not allowing the Yin Qi to invade at all.
Soon, we found the archway.
Stop strangers!
The familiar four big characters were right in front of me. Standing there, I suddenly remembered what Mr. Yin said that day.
He told me not to come back until I have enough strength, but how can I be considered strong?
I was a little hesitant, so when Mr. Shen crossed the archway, I didn't follow him.
Realizing that there was no one around him, he turned around and asked me, "What are you thinking about?"
I didn't answer, but asked him: "Brother Shen Gong, what do you think of my strength?"
He raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to hear the truth?"
I hummed.
"It's a little bit of trash."
He was honest, but then he added: "But according to your sister's level, you should have been considered a number one person before you lost your memory. Now this body is too weak, so it shouldn't be your true body, right?"
I was a little embarrassed by him and didn't know how to answer, so I could only continue to ask him: "Then what do you think my strength is in Shanyin City?"
Now it was his turn to be in trouble.
After hesitating for a long time, he frowned and answered me: "Normally, you are no better than ordinary people, but the ghost car is the nemesis of all spirits. With its help, the ghosts in the city cannot hurt you."
I said, you mean, I can walk sideways in Shanyin City?
He nodded: "Absolutely."
After hearing what he said, I felt relieved and stepped across the archway.
Duke Shen was puzzled: "What do you mean by asking me this?"
I said it didn't mean anything, so I just asked casually. After asking, wouldn't I feel confident?
He looked me around, obviously not believing this reason, but he didn't say anything more, and we walked into the city one after the other.
It's still a familiar architectural style and a familiar market, but it looks a little deserted and far less lively than the last time I came here.
But just a few steps forward, the thirty-year-old bustard appeared again.
This time she ignored me, but directly took Shen Gong's arm: "Oh, this big brother looks strange. Did he just arrive here today? Are you tired from walking such a long way? Go to my sister.
How about a massage?"
So diligent.
I didn't say a word and walked around her. Just as I was about to move forward, Mr. Shen pulled me from behind.
"Gu Yan, let's go, Brother Hu invites you to visit the building."