The midday sun is dazzling, and the refreshing forest is a quiet and peaceful scene. The other shore flowers are in full bloom all over the mountains and plains. There is a misty lake in the middle of the cascading mountains. It feels like a dream when you are in it.
This place was so incredibly beautiful that Mu Yao couldn't help but look at it a few more times: "You can always find such a beautiful place."
"Obviously Senior Sister never leaves the front door, and this is obviously the back mountain, but you never come to see it." Shen Wuchuan sat under the tree and looked at the lake opposite: "Look, the silvery sunshine is shining brightly. The mountains over there will glow golden when exposed to the sun, isn't it beautiful?"
Mu Yao followed his example and sat down. He hadn't gone out for a long time, but when he suddenly came here, he felt that his vision was broader and his mood was much more comfortable.
"You can take me to experience different scenery every time." Mu Yao looked at the mountains full of Bianhua flowers: "These Bianhua flowers are not common on weekdays. I didn't expect so many to grow here."
"Everyone in the world sighs that the flower on the other side is the guide flower on the road to the underworld, and is not happy about it. But how can life and death in this world be decided by a flower? I think it is much more beautiful than those flowers in the world." He was stroking the velvet cloth. petals, hooking the lips.
"It's just a legend in the world. I have never been to the ghost world, and I don't know if there are flowers of the other side there." Mu Yao thought for a moment and said, "When my brother died, my mother took people to the ghost world, but she didn't find any trace of it. I lost my soul, and then I gave up."
If the soul is not found, either the soul is gone or the soul is not dead.
It was obvious that when fighting against Chen Ying, Dongfang Zhongqing had no hope of death, and even Su Qionghua believed in the former one.
"I haven't been there often." He thought for a while and became interested: "Then when we have time in the future, how about we go there to play?"
Mu Yao twitched his mouth and went to the ghost world to play, but luckily he could think of it.
Also, she felt that with such a lively Shen Wuchuan by her side, her illness would never relapse in her life.
"I've really never been there. Are there souls there? Do people go there after they die?" he asked curiously.
Dongfang Mu Yao said: "This issue has obviously been discussed by Master."
He had some regrets: "I fell asleep at that time."
"..."
Looking at Dongfang Muyao's speechless face, he blinked: "But I never fell asleep even once when Senior Sister lectured me. If Senior Sister lectures to me again, I promise to remember it in my heart."
Mu Yao re-elaborated: "After death, most of the souls will be collected in the Wangchuan River in the ghost world, but there are also a small number of people who choose to wander around the world because of their strong spiritual power. This is also the reason why there are ghosts in some places. .There are also some who were beaten to the point of losing their souls, and no trace of their souls can be found, so they will not be included. There are also some who were controlled and suppressed by powerful magic weapons, so they are not in the ghost world."
"Having found the soul, is there any way to bring that person back to life? I haven't tried it, but it feels like a magic trick." He said.
Mu Yao thought for a while and said: "I have never seen such bizarre things, but I have heard of the art of seizing a body, but this kind of thing is expressly prohibited."
He nodded as if he understood: "Actually, people are no different from ghosts. Everyone in the world is afraid of ghosts, but they don't know that the most terrifying thing in the world is the human heart."
Mu Yao looked at him in surprise, feeling that what he said was more clear than others.
Even though he looks careless all day long, he is always working hard and has not fallen behind in his martial arts. More importantly, he has a kind heart.
He suddenly came over and looked at her with bright eyes: "Senior sister, what will happen to you if I die?"
Mu Yao's hand trembled and she did not answer him.
"Come on, tell me, will you go to the bottom of the Forgotten River to find my soul and bring me back to raise me?" He was looking forward to her answer.
Mu Yao thought for a moment and said, "I don't know."
"Ah, okay." He thought for a moment and said, "If I really die, senior sister can be sad, but she is not allowed to cry, and she is not allowed to go to the ghost world."
"Why?"
He smiled and said, "If senior sister cries, her eyes will be hurt, and if she goes to the ghost world, her body will be hurt too. It's not worth it for me."
Not worth it?
Looking at her dazed face, Shen Wuchuan moved closer, so close that he could hear his breathing: "Senior sister, are you really going to go to the ghost world for me?"
Mu Yao felt like he was being seen through, so he looked away: "I don't have that much ability."
Chen Wuchuan was not sad. Instead, he held her face and kissed her lightly on the lips——
Dongfang Mu Yao turned into wood again, his cheeks were slightly red. He stood up and looked at her for a moment, a little humble: "It's okay if you don't. Compared to your love for me, I hope you live well."
His words were remembered in her heart, and for a moment her heart really started to throb, but it was only for a moment, and she quickly suppressed it.
The two people have different identities and have no control over their fate. If you let yourself go now, it will only be more painful when they are separated later.
She didn't want to bring what she had experienced to him again.
The two of them were enjoying their time alone in the back mountain, but before they stayed there for long, a gust of evil wind came from behind them.
Mu Yao turned his head and saw that it was the male ghost hiding in the shade of the tree, frowning at her, hesitating to speak, as if he had something to say to her.
"What's wrong with you?" Mu Yao asked. As soon as he brought him back, he went into seclusion and almost forgot that this person was there.
The male ghost glanced at the young man beside her with fear, and his intuition told him that this young man was very dangerous, but he still had the courage to come here for the sake of his daughter.
"Yu'er is gone."
Dongfang Muyao was stunned: "Your daughter? How come she disappeared? When was the last time you saw her?"
The male ghost said hurriedly: "It has been seven days."
Mu Yao felt a little headache and began to analyze: "There are many spiritual beings in Zhongzhou, maybe she was taken away by some disciple."
As soon as he heard this, the male ghost became even more anxious: "Can you help me find her? I only have her now."
Chen Wuchuan stood up lazily, glanced at the male ghost lightly, and muttered: "It seems that I can't live alone with my senior sister today."
They gave Mu Yao an inch of his soul. Mu Yao returned to the room, took out the spirit stone and sensed it, and then said: "He is still alive, but his breath is very weak. He must have been hit by some magic weapon."
The male ghost said: "Please help me find her, I can do anything you ask me to do."
"Don't worry, I'll think of a way." Mu Yao sensed for a long time: "She has been put away now, and only a few traces can be found, which seems to be... the direction of Qishi Villa."
Why did the little ghost go to Weshi Villa? That’s terrible!
The male ghost immediately said: "I'll go find her."
"Wait a minute, that's a place of decency. If you go there, it will only make things worse." Mu Yao thought for a while and said, "You stay here and don't run anywhere. I'll go find him."
The male ghost nodded hesitantly, and Mu Yao told him again: "Don't follow me, don't move around."
"Okay, we must rescue Yu'er." It was obvious that he was very nervous.
Shen Wuchuan undoubtedly wanted to go with her.
After all, the Wushi Villa is a decent place in the human world, so it would be unreasonable for them to ask for a ghost, so the two of them disguised themselves, wore night clothes, and sneaked in quietly at night.