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Chapter 159 It’s Not Easy to Be a Ghost Messenger in the Underworld (20)

At night, Shi Qi and Meng Nianchan came to the west together. They are now in Mo Village.

Shi Qi's heart tightened when he saw the scene in front of him.

It was clearly a famine, but at this moment the Mo Village looked as if it had experienced a horrific war.

It was a ruin, desolate everywhere.

There were rotten, smelly corpses and rotten meat everywhere, and from time to time there were carrion birds flying around the corpses, which was very eerie.

In theory, there are almost no disasters in spring.

Lack of food would not turn a village into something so... horrible and creepy.

In fact, the reason why Shi Qi chose to come here was because he risked backlash.

One is to fulfill Mo Xuan's instructions, and the other is... to catch some evil spirits that have escaped.

Every year, there are evil spirits that escape into the human world, wreak havoc on the world, destroy the balance of time and space, and kill many innocent lives.

What she has to do every year... is to make the evil spirits disappear and stop disturbing the human world.

"Qiqi, it seems that those who escaped... are really here. This place... is too ghostly, very evil." Meng Nianchan frowned slightly and said seriously.

Shi Qi looked at the empty streets and the faint white smoke, his eyes slightly cold.

"Follow me." Shi Qi said, blocking Meng Nianchan.

"How do you feel now? Is the backlash... severe?" Meng Nianchan asked worriedly.

Shi Qi paused and shook his head: "No, with the Xu Ming Fu, it's much lighter, you don't have to worry."

Shi Qi glanced at something and his eyes flashed.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a purple light flashed away.

"Ah~Ah!" a scream.

The next second, a long-haired male ghost with blood in his mouth appeared in front of Shi Qi.

"Ghost...Ghost Officer! Spare...spare my life!" The more the male ghost struggled, the tighter the purple light on his neck became.

"I can spare you, but lead the way." Shi Qi said coldly with icy eyes.

"Lead...lead what road?" The male ghost trembled with a ferocious look on his face.

"Playing dumb?" Shi Qi exerted his strength, and the male ghost finally begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I'll lead the way... I'll take you there... cough cough."

Shi Qi loosened his fingers and the male ghost fell to the ground helplessly.

After a moment, the male ghost stood up and floated towards somewhere.

Shi Qi and Meng Nianchan looked at each other and followed.

Before they knew it, the two were taken to a house somewhere.

The male ghost turned back tremblingly and whispered, "That group... are all here. If... nothing else matters, I'll... leave first."

The male ghost said this and without waiting for Shi Qi to react, he suddenly disappeared.

Meng Nianchan was about to chase after him, but Shi Qi stopped her: "Don't chase him yet, let's see what's going on inside."

The two held their breath, jumped onto a big tree and hid in the dark.

This sight made me even more frightened.

All I saw on the ground in the yard were rows of rotting corpses and flesh, and even some skull remains, which was disgusting.

Meng Nianchan was so angry that she was shaking all over: "How dare they do this so blatantly... I'm going to kill them right now!"

Shi Qi's eyes trembled, and he quickly stopped her: "Don't move yet."

Meng Nianchan looked at her held hand, slightly stunned: "Why?"

"The yin energy is the heaviest at this moment, and the power of evil spirits is the strongest. Moreover... they are using the soul-gathering power of the dead. Before you know the other party's strength, do not take action to avoid causing unnecessary trouble." Shi Qi looked at the black shadows and white light in the room, frowning.

"The most important thing is that we have had too smooth a journey. They are very likely...laying an ambush." ​​Shi Qi thought of the unnatural male ghost just now and said lightly.

This place is very spooky and evil, so we have to be extra careful.

Meng Nianchan was slightly stunned: "I see, then let's find a place to stay first."

Shi Qi nodded.

The two of them flashed and disappeared silently in the yard.

Not long after they disappeared, the door of the yard was suddenly opened. Inside the door, a pair of white eyes stared straight at the place where the two people were just now.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, eerie and strange.

......

Above the underworld - Wanhua Street.

Just like the human world, it’s bustling.

The difference is that this is... the most prosperous street market in the underworld.

It was dark, and then there was a dark light everywhere.

Di Liao turned his eyes slightly and glanced at both sides of the street.

"Mr. Liao, what are you looking for? Can I help you?" A dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of Di Liao and said flatteringly.

Di Liao was slightly stunned and took a step back: "Haha, you are a sensible guy. Is there a mask shop nearby?"

"Yes, just turn right and you will see it."

Di Liao nodded: "Okay kid, I want your stuff, and the rest is a reward for you."

The vendor was happy to receive a business with just one sentence: "Mr. Liao is very generous. I will take my leave first."

After the peddler finished speaking, he returned to his shop.

Di Liao calmed himself down and walked forward according to the instructions.

This area is even more lively and prosperous, bright and colorful.

There are also various small and exquisite floating lanterns, which are dazzling and dreamy.

When Di Liao saw something, his face lit up with joy and he smiled broadly.

The four characters "Mask Workshop" are somewhat obscure.

The front door was deserted, and it didn't seem like a place where people would stay for long.

Di Liao took a step forward and pushed the door open.

As soon as I entered the door, the sound of wind chimes came, melodious and clear as the wind.

The room was a little dark, with only a yellow light hanging above.

The old wooden tables and chairs, the carved handicrafts, the rare quietness.

A long and large wooden cabinet, on which are neatly arranged various masks of various shapes and lifelike.

"It's an honor to have you visit our shop, Mr. Liao. Is there anything I can help you with?" An old man leaned on a cane with a kind face.

Di Liao came back to his senses and scratched his head in confusion: "No need, let me... take a look at the mask."

"Haha, I get it, but is it for the person you like?" the old woman laughed.

Di Liao was stunned, his cheeks flushed a little: "No...no, I just gave it to a friend."

"Then take a look...is there anything you like?" The old man did not make things difficult for Di Liao and just sat aside and waited quietly.

"Grandma, these masks...are they all made and painted by you?" Di Liao looked at the masks displayed everywhere and couldn't hide his admiration.

“Not all of them. The wall behind you… was made by the customers themselves.”

Di Liao turned around and was slightly stunned when he saw the rows of carefully carved objects behind him.

"Why do you want to stay here?" Di Liao was puzzled.

If you paid for it and did it yourself...you should take it back, right?

The old lady was slightly stunned, and said with some regret: "Maybe it's my own thoughts...I can't give them away."

“Not every gift can be accepted; not every thought can be conveyed.”

Di Liao paused, looking at the wall of masks, his mind full of thoughts.

Can’t send it out?

If he gave it to Shi Qi, would she...accept it?

"Haha, kid. This is a minority. Most people who receive gifts... are very happy. If you want, grandma will teach you?" The old woman's voice sounded a little vicissitudes of life, but warm and caring, as if encouraging.

"What if I...can't send it out?" Di Liao said with a smile.

"Mr. Liao is handsome and willing to spend his time. How can we not give away such thoughtful gifts?" said the old lady happily.

"I told you, she will be very happy when she receives it." Di Liao didn't think any more about it and happily followed the old man into the workshop.

The wooden flower wall carries the bitterness of many people, and there is an empty space at the bottom that has not been filled.

A mask, a story, a mood, two separations.

Neat and tidy, yet unforgettable.

Perhaps the saddest thing is that I gave my all...and you didn't need it.

It turns out there are people who can hide their love...to the ends of the earth, until everything is destroyed.

Finally, they are all hidden in this...mask that no one comes to take.