Chapter 364 Overwhelmed with ghosts

  On the cemetery, a beautiful figure in white clothes stood on the tombstone, giving a passionate speech.

   "Compatriots, we can no longer be so muddled. The yang energy in the world is too scary for us. We should unite and ask for help from the strong in this world."

   "We don't know anything about this world, how can we ask for help?"

   "The strong are untrustworthy. Although I lost my memory after taking Meng Po Decoction, I still vaguely remember that I was killed by an unreasonable strong man in my previous life."

   "Even the powerful underworld doesn't care about us, who can control it? Do you want to say that this world is stronger than the underworld?"

  A few ghosts quarreled, but more ghosts were in a daze, letting their companions quarrel.

  Those insane ghosts wander freely, through tombstones, through trees, through abandoned houses, they are out of tune with this world, nothing can stop them, and they can't use anything.

  Suddenly, the ghosts noticed that the yang energy not far away was extremely strong, and they fled in fright.

  They are ghosts, belonging to extremely yin bodies, yang energy is their nemesis, a little yang energy cannot harm them, but if they touch too much yang energy, it is very likely that yin and yang will be neutralized and dissipated in the world.

   It stands to reason that this would not happen, but among the three, two men were obviously of extraordinary cultivation, carrying Yang Qi that could threaten them.

  Especially the man in the middle, there is a danger of being melted by Yang Qi if he gets close.

   That man is a ghost buster.

  Only those ghosts who have become immortals are not afraid of Yang Qi, and they are just a group of ordinary ghosts waiting to be reincarnated.

   "It's her!" Seeing the beautiful figure in white clothes standing on the tombstone, Du Ping recalled the experience of last night.

   Ji Kongkong and Du Ping attacked at the same time, but Ji Kongkong was consistent with the description in the report, and the attack failed, unable to attack the ghost.

  Du Ping grabbed Baiyi Qianying with his powerful hands, but he found that he couldn't touch anything and felt nothing, like a piece of air. Baiyi Qianying was not caught by his magic power, but something else.

  Du Ping just kept a virtual grip.

  Qianying in white began to breathe white gas, howling in pain.

  Jiang Li quickly asked Du Ping to let go.

   "Your yang energy is too strong, you need to restrain yourself." Jiang Li recalled what Chang Cun Immortal and Old Buddha Xumi had said, knowing that ghosts are afraid of the yang energy carried by living people.

  Du Ping was carrying the heavy yang energy that made Qian Ying in white unable to move.

  Ji Kongkong probably didn't have enough cultivation, and his yang energy was too weak to threaten ghosts.

  Before, only cultivators at the transformation stage had encountered ghosts, and they were helpless against ghosts. Jiang Li guessed that only the yang energy carried by the cultivators at the fusion stage could pose a threat to ghosts.

   "Yang Qi?" Du Ping and Ji Kongkong looked at each other, but they didn't know how to control it.

  Jiang Li has studied the soul and knows how to control Yang Qi, so he taught the two the method.

   While the two of them were studying, the ghosts wanted to escape. Jiang Li snapped his fingers to release part of his yang energy, surrounding the graveyard, and even a single ghost couldn't escape.

  The two quickly learned how to control Yang Qi.

  The ghosts still want to disappear out of thin air like before, but Jiang Li can still find them with his divine sense.

   They are just invisible, not disappearing.

  The ghosts found that after they hid their bodies, they were still surrounded by Yang Qi surrounded by Jiang Li, unable to leave, they had to sigh and reappear.

   "Everyone, it's rare to come to the Yang world, why rush back to the underworld?" Jiang Li stepped forward, skillfully narrowed the range of Yang Qi, and trapped the ghosts in a small circle centered on the beautiful figure in white.

   "Why go back to the underworld, we want to go back, but we can't go back." A ghost muttered.

   "I seem to have an impression of you." Qianying in Bai Yi looked at Jiang Li hesitantly, and kept recalling the things before her death in her mind.

  She vaguely remembered that there was a statue of this man in her home before she was alive, and she regarded it as a belief and worshiped it day and night.

  Du Ping only then realized that Qianying in Bai Yi didn't look very old, only fifteen or sixteen years old, very pitiful.

  She stood on the tombstone, which was engraved with "Qi Gufang, Daughter of Qi Ming".

   There are quite a few people in Kyushu who take their mother's surname, most of them are because the woman's cultivation level is higher than the man's.

   "You know me? My name is Jiang Li, and I am the emperor of the world of Kyushu."

  Qianying in white clothes shook her head regretfully: "I'm sorry, I crossed the Naihe Bridge and drank Mengpo soup, so I only have a vague memory of my life, and I can't remember who you are."

  Qianying in white pointed at the ghosts who were confused and slurring their speech: "These are ghosts who have crossed the Naihe Bridge and drank Mengpo soup, and they have no memory of their previous lives."

   "Maybe it's because of my cultivation in my previous life, I can still remember a little bit, but it's just a little bit."

  Qianying in Baiyi pointed at the still active ghost again: "They should have cultivated in their previous lives."

   "Xiaofang, you told him everything about us, obviously we don't know anything about him." Some ghosts were very upset when they saw Qianying in Bai Yi wanting to tell the whole story.

  He remembered that he trusted people too much during his lifetime, and was stabbed to death by someone in the back, which made him very wary of everything and felt that someone was trying to harm him.

   "What is ignorance? Didn't he introduce himself, his name is Jiang Li, and he is the emperor of the Kyushu world."

  Qianying in Bai Yi has an inexplicable trust in Jiang Li, thinking that Jiang Li is a good person.

   "Your name is Xiaofang?" Ji Kongkong asked curiously, as if he had heard the name just now.

   "It was random."

"oh."

   "How did you come to Yangshi, is there something wrong with the underworld?"

   "Yes, the underworld is full of ghosts now, and there is no place for ghosts."

   "What?" Jiang Li was greatly surprised by this answer.

   "All of us ghosts have been dead for more than fifty years. I am the youngest. I have only been dead for fifty years. I have not been reincarnated, and I am still waiting in line."

   "But haven't you crossed the Naihe bridge and drank Mengpo soup?" In Ji Kongkong's impression, crossing the Naihe bridge is to wash away the past.

  After passing these two procedures, it is time to reincarnate.

  If you are still queuing, why do you drink Mengpo soup when you cross the Naihe Bridge so early.

   "Originally the underworld stipulated this way, but the underworld changed the rules thousands of years ago."

   "I heard that there are too many dead people and beasts in the heavens and myriad realms, and the number of ghosts in the underworld has increased sharply, while the number of living people in the heavens and myriad realms has dropped sharply, and newborns have also decreased."

   "It's okay to be reincarnated into the beast realm. At present, the number of beasts in the heavens and the world is still considerable, but the human realm is no good, and there is no place."

   "After we, the ghosts, have cleared Yinde, we will be reincarnated as humans according to the regulations."

   "But there is no place in Yangjian now, so the underworld has no choice but to let us wait for the opportunity."

   "There are more and more ghosts reincarnated as human beings, and people's hearts are getting more and more chaotic. The underworld is gradually unable to take care of people. Let us first cross the Naihe bridge, drink Mengpo soup, and forget our previous lives, so that it can take care of us."

  (end of this chapter)