books44 Chapter 12 The Moon Won't Sleep, But I Must; I Won't Be a Bald Little Baby
Chapter 12 The Moon Won't Sleep, But I Must; I Won't Be a Bald Little Baby
The noodle shop is next to a coffin shop, and several empty coffins are parked in front of the shop.
Mei Shiyu tossed the copper coins into the bamboo basket beside the stove, then turned around and saw his good apprentice resolutely walking towards the coffin shop, muttering "Seeing a coffin brings wealth."
Li Tingyun wasn't interested in the coffins; he noticed a crooked square stele standing at the entrance of the coffin shop, with words on it and a cat lying in front of it.
A black cat with smooth, glossy fur.
The black cat wasn't afraid of strangers. Li Tingyun approached to look at the seal script on the stone tablet. The shadow cast by his body enveloped the cat, and it just raised its tail and patted the ground a few times out of boredom.
"When you see this line of text clearly..."
Li Tingyun muttered aloud, "You're already standing on my head?!"
He hurriedly took a step back, looking at the spot where he had stepped, but nothing seemed amiss.
Feeling somewhat relieved, he poked his head out and peered into the coffin shop.
The shop had a wide-open storefront, so it must be a business that had been in business for many years. He had a bold idea: he wanted to ask the coffin shop owner if there was any recent funeral in town and if anyone had ordered a coffin and funeral clothes from him.
"Newly deceased" means that the person has just died, and their soul is still wandering nearby.
After a person dies, their soul returns to the underworld. As long as the person did not die a violent death, their soul can find the entrance to the gates of hell on its own.
They can be caught and made into soul-guiding lamps to illuminate the path to the underworld.
Although there is a saying that the Black and White Impermanence are there to chase souls and claim lives, there are so many people in this world who are destined to die every day that the Impermanence ghosts are too busy to keep up. So, most people go to the gates of hell on their own.
Just as Li Tingyun was about to walk into the coffin shop, something suddenly wrapped around his ankle, stopping him in his tracks.
The touch was icy cold, the fingers were clearly defined, and they gripped his ankle like eagle claws.
Looking down, it was indeed a human hand, pale and thin as skin and bones, devoid of flesh and blood.
The "ghost hand" emerges from the ground.
Right where he had just stepped.
The black cat has disappeared without a trace.
The ghost hand suddenly increased its strength, and Li Tingyun's pupils shrank.
The bright red, blood-red fingernails pierced straight into his flesh, pulling his left leg and dragging him forcefully into the ground.
Li Tingyun bent down, grabbed the ghostly hand, and pulled it upwards with the opposite force.
The intention was to pull out this strange thing and see what it looked like.
Clearly, Ghost Hand was no match for him in strength and was being pulled out of the ground inch by inch.
At the same time, a sharp pain in his ankle reminded him that he was injured and bleeding.
Li Tingyun saw his blood flow onto the grayish-blue ghost hand, which corroded the skin and bones completely, leaving only a wisp of black mist that could be blown away by the wind. Before he could understand what was happening, all traces of it disappeared.
There was no ghostly hand emerging from the ground, only a wound on the ankle that was still bleeding.
My right wrist suddenly tightened, as if it were bound by something.
Li Tingyun was startled. Not again?!
What the hell is it this time?
But when he looked down, he saw that it was the same Immortal Binding Lock from before.
One end was wrapped around his wrist, and the other end... he turned around and saw it in Mei Shiyu's palm.
Unlike before, the light on the surface of the Immortal Binding Lock gradually faded, slowly became transparent, and then disappeared.
But the sensation of the chain wrapped around my wrist is still there.
In other words, the Immortal Binding Lock is still binding him, but he just can't see it.
Mei Shiyu pulled on the chains, drawing him back to her side.
A clear and melodious voice suddenly entered Li Tingyun's sea of consciousness.
"I just saw you standing in front of that stone tablet, motionless. What happened?"
The message was transmitted across a distance, and only the two of them could hear it.
Li Tingyun moved his wrist. He hadn't expected the Immortal Binding Lock to have this function. Could it be a wired megaphone?
He replied, "It's nothing."
He secretly lifted his left foot and rubbed it against his right calf, then slid his rolled-up trouser leg down to cover his injured ankle.
Because the wound was not only bleeding, but also emitting black energy, it was obvious at a glance that it was a body that cultivated demonic energy.
Li Tingyun used the Immortal Binding Lock to connect with Mei Shiyu and said, "Master, the shops on both sides of this street look like row buildings, one after another, with the east wall next to the west wall. So the whole street only has this one main road running vertically, and there are no alleys running horizontally."
"However, each shop in these row buildings is independent... as if it were in a grid, and these grids are the barriers. There are as many barriers as there are shops here."
That's why, when he and Mei Shiyu were standing in two different shop areas, Mei Shiyu didn't see the strange scene that happened in front of the coffin shop.
All you could see was him standing there, motionless.
Mei Shiyu nodded. The strangeness of Yongjie Town didn't stop there.
He said, “This street has no end. If you keep walking like this, you will return to the starting point. It seems like you are walking in a straight line, but in reality you are going around in circles. If you can’t find the way out, you will never get out.”
Li Tingyun wasn't afraid of that. As long as he could capture a fresh soul to guide him, he could find his way out of any circle, no matter how big it was.
This method, which sounds a bit unorthodox, was something he pulled from the original text's memories. This is how the author of "Old Six" gave the protagonist a cheat code—the tricks sounded weird, but they worked well.
But he was somewhat curious—
"Master, in your past life, how exactly did you escape from Eternal Calamity Town and find the Gates of Hell?"
Mei Shiyu did not answer him directly, but said only: "In the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks have nowhere to hide. If we cannot find a shortcut to the other side of the mountain, then we can only use the sword in our hands to cut a road across the mountain range."
In short, a violent attack.
But he doesn't want to corrupt the children.
While violence can be an effective means of resolving problems to some extent, it is a costly one.
Li Tingyun raised the corners of her lips and smiled.
It wasn't that he was being paranoid, but rather that beneath Mei Shiyu's gentle and peaceful exterior lay the inherent mindset of a powerful swordsman.
So what exactly is the difference between good and evil? In order to practice their own way, anyone can commit the most violent acts.
Li Tingyun walked back to the noodle shop and plopped down on the bench right next to Mei Shiyu.
"Sixth Brother, are you still there?"
Secretly call the crashed system.
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"..."
Li Tingyun muttered "artificial stupidity" to himself, then focused his gaze on the holographic projection panel that had appeared out of thin air in front of him, automatically selecting the "merit" button.
Once you enter the details page, you can browse nearby hidden missions and the reward points you can earn from them.
He needs to select a few tasks with reasonable cost-effectiveness to fill the huge pit of merit points debt.
He couldn't keep dragging on with the body of a teenager, unable to accomplish anything. He had to earn back the cultivation of the original villain as soon as possible, otherwise he would never return from the gates of hell.
Just as he was carefully reviewing the mission information, Mei Shiyu's voice suddenly rang in his mind.
“Yuanbao, you’ve been staring at that person’s face for too long. That’s not very polite.”
Mei Shiyu reminded:
"He's probably going to get angry."