Yun Mo left the Yanshang Teahouse and walked to the street. He took a look at the people coming and going on the street. Suddenly he spotted a familiar figure and couldn't help but smile.
At this time, the familiar figure also looked back at Yun Mo and saw the bright smile on his face.
The two people's eyes collided and they both smiled.
"Ah, Yun Mo, why are you here?" Hu Tao looked at Yun Mo with a look of surprise, and quickly ran over and said, "You disappeared without saying a word for many days. I thought you were being stalked.
Woolen cloth."
"I know the master of the Hutao Hall of the Rebirth Hall. How dare you come to trouble me?" Yunmo looked at Hutao and said jokingly: "I went to seek immortality and visit Taoism. I learned a lot of immortal magic. I want to
Do you want to see it?"
"Immortal magic?" Hu Tao's big fiery red eyes turned twice, looked at Yun Mo, and said: "I would like to experience it, but I'm afraid it's not suitable here."
"That's true." Yun Mo nodded. The immortal arts he learned were basically those that caused large-scale destruction. If he showed them on the street, he would probably get into trouble.
"Right, but there is a place we can try. Do you want to go together?" Hu Tao invited her with an expectant look on her face, and the look of anticipation in her eyes made Yun Mo couldn't help but feel a little excited.
"Where is it? Tell me." Yun Mo raised his eyebrows, and he became a little interested.
"We can't say it yet. You'll know it in the evening." Hutao looked at Yunmo with a mysterious look on his face and said, "But don't be afraid then. Don't dare to go."
Yun Mo looked at Hu Tao smiling like a little fox, and a bad premonition arose in his heart for no reason. He always felt that a dark cloud was about to form above his head...
At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, everything is quiet, and the quiet night wind blows slowly over the clear water, bringing bursts of cool air, which is refreshing.
The calm water surface suddenly set off ripples, and then, a figure flew past, causing a wave of ripples to draw a straight trajectory in the night, towards the hillside not far away shrouded in strange fog.
And go.
Hidden in the mist is one of the weirdest places in Liyue, Wuwangpo.
This place is called Wuwangpo because the Liyue people rumored that there are souls of the deceased wandering among the trees of Wuwangpo... These erratic ghosts often lure unintentional visitors astray and embark on dangerous mountain roads.
...Let it fall into the mountain stream or be eaten by lurking monsters.
He takes the blame for nothing, hence the name.
This place is filled with strange fog, and the sky is unclear even during the day. At night, dark fire appears, making the surroundings eerie and strange.
Legend has it that if you go straight ahead from Wuwangpo, you can reach the "boundary" of Yin and Yang and enter the underworld...
"Is this the place you are talking about?" Yun Mo looked at the misty hillside in front of him and asked Hu Tao who was standing next to him.
It was just after half of July, and the weather had not completely faded away from the scorching summer temperature, but there were still strands of cold air escaping from the dense branches around the hillside, making Yunmo feel a chill.
"Uh-huh." Hutao raised her head slightly. She looked at Yunmo and raised a beautiful curve at the corner of her mouth: "How are you? Are you scared?"
"Yeah, I'm scared." Yun Mo looked at Hu Tao, shook his head slightly, and pretended to be timid.
"Hehe, then you are allowed to follow me and don't stay too far away from me." Hu Tao stretched out her right hand, pulled Yun Mo's sleeve, and said with a playful expression.
"That's really saved." Yun Mo smiled slightly, followed Hu Tao, and asked softly: "Are you here to save some lonely ghosts left in Wuwangpo?"
"Yeah, I don't know why. There have been more and more ghosts here in recent days. Maybe it's because the Ghost Festival has just passed." Hutao shrugged and said helplessly.
Yun Mo didn't reply. Although he didn't know if the situation here had anything to do with what he was looking for, he always felt confused and guilty.
Hu Tao didn't pay attention to Yun Mo's abnormality, but stopped at the place where the ghost energy was strongest in Wuwangpo, preparing the things needed for salvation.
After death, you collect money from the living and send the dead on their way, shouldering double responsibilities. You must satisfy people in both the yin and yang worlds in order to obtain good results.
At such a young age, Hutao handles this matter in an orderly manner. Even if he is a ghost who cannot be paid, he still does it properly and everything is in order.
Yun Mo stood aside, quietly watching Hu Tao do these things, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
At this moment, a gentle and gentle female voice suddenly sounded in Yun Mo's mind.
"Wait a minute, when that little girl is saving her soul, stand farther away."
This voice is very familiar to Yunmo, it is a real voice.
"Can Hu Tao still transcend the soul of a god?" Yun Mo was a little surprised. Although there was really only a ray of remnant soul in his body, it was also the soul of the demon god, so it could be transcended? This is considered the power of an immortal, right?
"I don't know, but I'd better be careful." Zhen continued, with a touch of worry in his tone.
"Okay." Yun Mo responded without asking any more questions.
At this moment, Hu Tao's preparations have been completed, and the salvation ceremony is about to begin.
Hu Tao squeezed the secrets with both hands, and strange marks emerged one after another. Those marks rotated rapidly in mid-air, and then turned into rays of light and shot high into the sky, forming a huge fiery red light wheel.
The light wheel rotated slowly, and the light shone down. The lonely ghosts wandering on Wuwangpo were immediately attracted, and they flew to the light wheel one after another. A warm light shuttled through their bodies.
Gradually, their souls faded and their obsessions gradually disappeared.
The boundary of the underworld opened, and wisps of dark wind blew over, bringing the lonely ghosts into it, and were pulled into the underworld bit by bit.
Yun Mo looked at everything in front of him, and moved away from here in a flash.