The dark wind in Baihua Valley was filled with a chilly and chilling atmosphere.
The servants in the valley huddled together in fear and stared nervously around, fearing that a ghost hand would reach out from somewhere...
Ziyaqin looked at Feng Qingyan uneasily.
Not long after, Feng Qingyan stopped playing and seemed to be looking at something with his brows furrowed. Although he was extremely confused, he did not dare to disturb him rashly.
Ten years.
Is her soul still there?
In fact, he had already had a guess in his mind, and it was also the fact that he was most afraid to face. He didn't even dare to think about it and kept running away. Also, he played "The Conjuring" for two nights in a row, but there was no reaction at all...
The more Zi Yaqin thought about it, the more desperate she became, and her eyes became hollow again.
Will not!
Ziyin's soul must still be there...
Ziyaqin suddenly shook off the scary thoughts and looked at Feng Qingyan expectantly.
At this time, the ghost in front of Feng Qingyan disappeared. Seeing the expectation on Ziyaqin's face, he pondered for a moment and said, "I found a dead soul, which seems to be the soul of the young master's wife."
"Jun, gentleman, did you, did you not lie to me?"
Ziyaqin's body trembled suddenly, and she couldn't believe it.
"It needs to be observed again to confirm." Feng Qingyan added, but he was almost sure in his heart, otherwise he would not say it rashly and make people happy in vain.
"It must be, it must be..."
Ziyaqin trembled all over and kept mumbling.
Feng Qingyan walked to the ice coffin and carefully observed the young woman in the coffin. After a while, he turned around and said, "Sir, do you have a portrait of your wife?"
"portrait?"
Ziyaqin came to her senses and said quickly: "Yes, yes."
"Can I take a look?"
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Gentleman, wait a moment."
Ziyaqin immediately went to get the portrait.
After a while, Ziyaqin took the portrait and handed it out and said, "Gentleman, please be careful."
Feng Qingyan nodded, took it, opened it and observed it carefully, and found that it was somewhat similar to the charm of the dead soul.
Sure enough it was her.
"Gentleman...have you confirmed it?" Zi Yaqin asked nervously.
"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be her." Feng Qingyan looked at the portrait again and said, "It's best to confirm again to avoid making a mistake."
"Yep."
Ziyaqin's face was full of excitement and she couldn't wait to ask: "Excuse me, gentleman, where is Ziyin now?"
"Nature is in the underworld."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Please, gentleman, bring back the soul of my wife."
Ziyaqin bowed down again, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. Ten years of hard searching finally paid off.
"I'm afraid it won't be easy."
Feng Qingyan frowned, hesitated for a moment and then said, "When I played to summon the soul, your wife's soul showed no response at all."
"What should I do?"
Ziyaqin's six gods have no master, and they have already lost their footing.
"As I said last night, I'll wake up the memory of your wife's soul through soul summoning first." Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and said, "When the memory recovers, everything will be easy to handle."
"I leave everything to you, gentleman."
Ziyaqin nodded.
"I will come again tomorrow."
Feng Qingyan handed the portrait back and left Baihua Valley with his six-pin qin on his back.
When he walked out of Baihua Valley, Mu Yu, Fang Wang and others gathered around him and asked curiously: "Senior brother, did you find it?"
"I found it, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to bring back the spirit."
Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.
Everyone was amazed when they heard this. They didn't expect to find it.
In their view, finding nature is the first step to recall...
At midnight on the second night, Feng Qingyan came to Baihua with a six-fret qin on his back and continued to play the sacred song "Calling the Souls". He found that he seemed to "see" more clearly. After many careful identifications, the souls of the dead were revealed.
The appearance is the same as that of Zi Yaqin's late wife.
Just the temperament is very different.
The souls of the dead are indifferent and have been wandering around the mountains like zombies.
After a while, Feng Qingyan saw a ferocious ghost looking for food in the direction of Ziyaqin's wife's soul, devouring many dead souls along the way.
Although the dead soul struggled, it was impossible to escape in the end.
not good!
At this time, Feng Qingyan was shocked. Was he going to be devoured by a ghost just after he found it? When he was about to continue looking, the ghost in front of him suddenly disappeared.
"Gentleman, it's confirmed."
Zi Yaqin asked expectantly and anxiously.
"Basically confirmed, unless there is a second person in the world who has the same appearance as your wife." Feng Qingyan said, but his brows were furrowed and he was quite worried.
"Zi Yin is still there, Zi Yin is still there..."
Zi Yaqin cried with joy.
He wiped his sweat, took a break and played "The Conjuring" forcibly.
He "saw" the ghost again and immediately looked for the soul of Ziyaqin's dead wife. He was relieved when he found that it was still there. However, he "saw" the ghost and continued to wander towards the soul of Ziyaqin's dead wife...
Even if you are lucky this time and are not devoured by the evil ghost, what about next time?
Feng Qingyan was secretly surprised by the fate of the unconscious dead souls, who seemed to have only the fate of being devoured in the netherworld. It felt very strange.
The return of the dead souls to the Netherworld is the final and best destination.
But what he saw was not like this.
This made him very confused.
Did something happen to Netherworld?
Feng Qingyan thought doubtfully, and then was stunned. It seemed that the evil spirits roaming the world came from the netherworld. Could it be...
No wonder that big mountain was uprooted.
However, isn’t there a Youdu that manages the Netherworld? Why does this situation still happen?
When he wanted to continue "looking", he plunged into the flowers.
"Gentleman."
Ziyaqin was shocked and quickly helped Feng Qingyan up.
"I'm fine."
Feng Qingyan struggled, feeling dizzy, and it took him a while to regain his balance. He waved his hands and said, "It's just excessive energy consumption. It'll be fine after a while."
Ziyaqin breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Because of Qin's matter, the gentleman has suffered."
Feng Qingyan sat down, rested for a while and then said, "Master, does he know about Youdu?"
"I've only heard of Youdu, but don't know much about it."
Gongziqin shook his head and said.
Feng Qingyan was a little surprised. Even the world-famous Young Master Qin didn't know much about Youdu? Perhaps Youdu is an extremely mysterious existence to ordinary people, but for Qinxiang level, it shouldn't be.
After Feng Qingyan said goodbye, he returned to Jiaziyuan.
After the scripture class on the second day, I went to the back hall to find the teacher and wanted to ask some questions about the underworld.
"teacher."
Feng Qingyan breathed softly in front of An Xiu's study.
"Come in." An Xiu said softly, then put down the bamboo slips in his hand, looked at Feng Qingyan who came in, shook his head and said: "You haven't fully recovered yet, so you played to summon spirits for three consecutive nights, which is quite inappropriate for your health.
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"Thank you, teacher, for caring."
After Feng Qingyan saluted, he knelt down and said, "Teacher, when I was playing to summon the souls, I saw a mountain in the netherworld being uprooted and thrown aside. I saw the souls of the dead wandering around like zombies and being swallowed by ferocious ghosts. Why is this?
?”
An Xiu was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Qingyan, and said, "Can you see the underworld?"
"You can do it while playing The Conjuring."
Feng Qingyan didn't hide anything.
An Xiu was a little surprised, but not surprised, and then said: "I have never been to the Netherworld, so I don't understand the situation in the Netherworld. As for your problem, I'm afraid you have to go back to the ghost merchant era and the origin of the evil ghosts before you can solve it.
Clear."
"The teacher doesn't know either?"
Feng Qingyan was very surprised and asked: "Isn't Netherworld managed by Youdu? Why is it still like this?"
"Who said the Netherworld is in charge of the Netherworld?"
An Xiu shook his head and said: "The Netherworld is the Netherworld, and the Netherworld is the Nether City. You cannot regard the Nether City as the Netherworld."