The clock on the wall points to four o'clock in the morning, which is the darkest hour of the day.
In the quiet campus outside the library, even the street lights seemed dim.
Looking higher and further away, I saw the sky and earth in the north, with no stars, moon, or lights, and it was as dark as ink.
Li Xiang didn't care.
Because he knows that the darkness will eventually pass.
The sun will rise as usual.
He turned around and continued reading.
at the same time.
North, sixth line of defense, bone burial ground.
Thousands of dark soldiers and ghost generals walked out of the battlefield.
But there was a person blocking the intersection.
Meng Yi raised his right fist, with ten thousand ghost knights standing behind him.
In front of me, although there was only one person, it was like a huge mountain.
The breath is strong and vigorous.
Meng Yi subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword.
Behind him are 10,000 ghost cavalry and 10,000 yin soldiers, waiting in full formation.
And further behind, there are one hundred thousand dead souls.
Feel this breathtaking and overwhelming Yin Qi.
Even Qingqiu, who is a fourth-level returner, feels like facing a formidable enemy.
He hesitated for a moment, then slowly pushed aside to get out of the way.
Meng Yi lightly knocked on the horse's belly, slowly walked out of the burial ground with his dark soldiers and ghost generals, and embarked on the road south.
Qingqiu stood by the road and nodded slightly.
To show respect.
That night, he witnessed with his own eyes the bravery of these ghosts.
When 20,000 ancient Qin Yin soldiers passed by him.
They are the ghosts of a hundred thousand who died in the burial ground.
Many dead souls have found their stumps after regaining their consciousness.
Now, an army of 100,000 dead souls is marching out in a mighty and mighty manner.
Qingqiu even saw a few familiar faces among these dead souls.
These dead souls were once his subordinates, soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.
Qingqiu's Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed for a moment, and finally asked in a hoarse voice:
"Do you all want to leave?"
The voice fell.
One ghost stopped moving forward, then the second, the third... a hundred thousand ghosts stopped.
One hundred thousand pairs of eyes look towards Qingqiu.
silence.
Silent in this pre-dawn darkness.
A ghost suddenly opened his mouth and said something.
But Qingqiu couldn't hear any sound.
People and ghosts have different paths.
Although they are close at hand, they are separated by a natural chasm.
"General, I, Wei Guozhong, and our Eighth Regiment have not failed the Zhenbei Army! We have not failed the motherland!"
Wei Guozhong spoke again.
This time, Qingqiu still didn't hear the sound, but he could see what the officer was talking about from the shape of his mouth.
His eyes were moistened instantly.
Wei Guozhong silently placed his right fist on his left chest.
One hundred thousand heroic souls who died in battle performed the same action.
Snap.
Qingqiu stood at attention and gave a standard military salute.
Watching one hundred thousand heroic souls leave.
Wait for them to walk out of the burial ground and pass through the sixth line of defense.
Only then did he realize that there were countless soldiers swarming on both sides of the road.
These people saw the battle at the Boneyard through the intranet.
So, they came from Xuanwu City and from all over the defense line.
They stood on both sides of the road, looking at these ghosts without any fear.
There is only gratitude and respect.
Sentinel Wang Jiagui stood in the crowd, looking at these ghosts with tears in his eyes.
At this time.
An officer yelled:
"Shot!"
Thousands of soldiers pointed their guns into the sky.
Bang bang bang bang.
The sound of gunfire tore through the silence of dawn.
"salute!"
Snap!
To these ghosts, to these former comrades and compatriots.
On both sides of the road, dense crowds of people stood at attention and saluted.
Wang Jiagui saluted, his lips trembled, and he whispered softly, "Comrades, have a safe journey."
The long team of ghosts slowly disappeared into the darkness.
East.
The morning sun breaks through the dark night, and the morning light breaks through the sea of clouds.
Wang Jiagui turned his head and saw the rising sun.
It's dawn.
Kyoto University.
Li Xiang walked out of the library, stood on the steps at the door, looked north, and murmured softly:
"Hunxi, come back."
The next moment.
His voice and shadow disappeared from where he was.
When he appeared again, he was already in the Palace of the King of Hell.
The military uniform on his body also turned into a gray robe.
Threads of golden silk thread inlaid on the cuffs and corners of the clothes give this gray robe an extra majestic air.
Two lines of prompts appeared in Li Xiang's mind:
[Conquer 100,000 dead souls, reward 10% compatibility]
[Current compatibility is 31%, unlock the gate of hell]
Li Xiang walked out of the Palace of Hell.
With a wave of his hand.
Rumble.
The ground shook, and something huge slowly emerged.
The huge bronze door slowly rose from the ground.
On the huge door that towers into the clouds, there is a blood-rust horizontal plaque, engraved with three terrifying characters: "Ghost Gate".
There was another deafening roar.
On both sides of the giant gate, city walls hundreds of meters high rose up, rapidly spreading into the distance until the end of the field of vision.
The towering city wall stretches and grows, enclosing this place of heaven and earth.
Countless ancient houses and buildings rise from the ground, with high eaves and teeth, row after row.
This... is a city.
An ancient giant city several times larger than Kyoto.
The Hall of the King of Hell is located right in the center of the giant city.
The Gate of Hell is the only exit from this huge city.
On both sides of the gate in front of the ghost gate, there are eighteen stone statues of evil ghosts, with green flowers and claws.
There was a click.
The stone statues were cracked, and eighteen hundred-meter-tall giant evil spirits broke free. They shook their heads, and tens of tons of boulders smashed to the ground, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.
From the smoke and dust.
Eighteen giant evil ghosts took long strides and came to Li Xiang. They restrained their ferocious faces and kowtowed:
"Meet Yin Tianzi!"
The sound is like a bell, and the sound is like thunder.
Li Xiang had no expression on his face and ordered: "Switch."
Eighteen evil spirits obey orders.
Divide them into nine on each side and push the giant turntable hard.
Wow.
The turntable stirred the extremely thick iron chain and opened the bronze door.
boom.
The huge bronze door slowly opened, and the dust covering it for countless years fell down like an avalanche.
The smoke and dust dispersed.
From outside the gate of hell, in the boundless darkness.
Meng Yi came on horseback.
Then there are 20,000 ancient Qin Yin soldiers, and 100,000 heroic souls of Jiuzhou warriors.
Eighteen giant evil ghosts stood on both sides of the gate of hell, overlooking these strange visitors.
One hundred and twenty thousand ghosts entered the gate.
After entering this huge ghost town.
The scars on their bodies healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Xiang stood with his hands behind his back.
Meng Yi got off his horse, strode to Li Xiang, and knelt down on one knee.
behind him.
Twenty thousand ancient Qin Yin soldiers all knelt down.
The heroic spirit of a hundred thousand warriors hesitated for a moment, and then knelt down on one knee like those Yin soldiers of the ancient Qin Dynasty.
This is a journey.
Meng Yi and his men have explained the situation here to all the warrior ghosts.
These hundred thousand ghosts, from initial doubts, to confusion, to horror, finally accepted this fact.
They can become ghosts after death, so the existence of the underworld is reasonable.
After crossing the legendary gate of hell, the last trace of doubt in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of ghosts disappeared.
Looking at the 120,000 ghosts kneeling in front of him.
Li Xiang's worried heart finally let go.
In his initial expectation, if 20,000 ancient Qin Yin soldiers, plus Xuanlong, captured the Bone Burial Fortress, there would be considerable battle losses.
However, a hundred thousand ghosts in the Boneyard were awakened and went into battle.
There was no suspense in this small-scale battle.
It seems that there is a certain destiny somewhere.
Li Xiang placed these 120,000 ghosts in the ghost city.
He turned around and said to Yama, "Yam Luo, how's the matter with the soul-binding thing going?"
King Yama stepped forward and said, "I want to report to Your Majesty that my subordinates have sent Black and White Wuchang with a group of ghosts to search for him in various places."
"But the situation is not optimistic."
"After most people die, their souls will dissipate. It can take as long as a month or as short as three to five days."
"However, there are some exceptions."
"For example, on a battlefield, where there are many deaths and the Yin Qi gathers, the soul can be preserved for a longer period of time."
"In addition, you can also encounter some souls in places such as hospital morgues and crematoriums in the city."
Li Xiang nodded slightly, "First capture the wandering souls and fill them in the ghost city of the underworld."
King Yama respectfully said: "Yes!"
Li Xiang called Judge Cui and asked, "How is the Book of Life and Death?"
Judge Cui stepped forward and presented the book of life and death.
Li Xiang opened it and looked through it, and saw that there were densely packed names written on it based on the birth date, place of birth and other information.
However, some names do not record Yangshou.
Judge Cui hurriedly said: "The book of life and death has been left alone for too long. There may be some problems. These people..."
Li Xiang interrupted him, "It's not that there is something wrong with the book of life and death. These people are all returnees to their ancestors. Their bloodline genes have been integrated with their ancestors, so they are naturally not in the normal reincarnation."
Judge Cui suddenly realized.
Li Xiang threw the book of life and death to him, "These are all small things. The most important thing right now is to arrest the ghosts in the underworld in time and reestablish the order of Yin and Yang."
