Charme du chat 2

Chapitre 31

In an eerily quiet underground sewer, listening to the sound of his own feet moving in the water, Xu Xian realized that...

The scariest thing isn't what you encounter or see, but that you see nothing at all. Most importantly, it's too quiet here.

The silence was so profound it felt like being inside a black hole in the solar system; the noise I once loathed was actually a sign of life. And here, only...

It was deathly still.

The further he went, the deeper the water became, eventually reaching his chest. Just then, Xu Xian suddenly felt a pair of hands underwater.

A cold hand grabbed his foot, the one he was about to take a step, and kept pulling it down. Then another hand touched his waist.

Then he felt more and more hands around him. He struggled desperately to raise his flashlight. A wave of terror washed over him like an electric shock.

Cover the entire body.

Hands! Just as Xiaodi and the others described, there were hands everywhere! And each hand was making strange movements.

Gestures? Why do all the hands make different gestures?

While Xu Xian was busy getting rid of these hands, a question suddenly occurred to him. Generally speaking, if they were vengeful spirits...

They are likely reflecting their memories in the instant after their death. If it was man-made… no way! It couldn't possibly be man-made. It must be an attempt to…

What does it reflect? But those five gestures must also be some idea that the mastermind behind the scenes wanted to convey.

So, to whom are these ideas intended? And what are they meant to convey?

At this moment, the soul-exorcising talisman on Xu Xian began to take effect; all the hands that touched him were calmed by the soul-soothing spell on the talisman.

The spirits were delivered, but unlike other wronged spirits, these delivered souls did not resist the incantation; on the contrary, many more...

Hands thrashed and tried to pull at Xu Xian. Xu Xian suddenly understood; these hands in the water were simply creatures restrained by that powerful force.

The low-level spirits, unable to reincarnate, are merely struggling with the illusion of wanting to escape.

In their desperate attempt to escape, they resorted to any means necessary, including finding substitutes. However, not a single low-level psychic escaped the powerful...

The area is controlled by a powerful force, which is why the number of wronged souls here is increasing. The water should be groundwater, but it has been contaminated by the corpses.

The groundwater had become polluted, and as it seeped to the surface, the putrid matter attached to the wronged spirits created the filth in the stairwell.

All that water-drawing and everything Professor Chen encountered, but Xiao Xiao's death was merely a coincidence, a chance encounter with something that happened twenty years ago.

Is this the Gate of Death, or is there another hidden story?

Forget it, this is another unsolvable mystery. Let's take this great opportunity to help these poor souls find peace in this ghost.

The location was relatively good. Xu Xian ignored the struggling and pulling hands, and focused on calmly chanting the incantation for soothing the soul.

The radiant light emitted by the purified souls instantly reflected in the waterway. The waist-high sewage, purified by the Soul-Soothing Incantation,...

It gradually cleared up and then faded away.

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [41]: After these souls were exorcised, Xu Xian quickly moved forward under the illumination of the spiritual light.

After walking through the dark waterway, a pale purple mist gradually appeared ahead, becoming denser the further we went.

In the misty haze, Xu Xian seemed to see a small hillside covered with willow trees, with kites flying above and the distant sound of...

A burst of laughter erupted as a boy and a little girl ran alongside. Tired from running, the boy sat down to rest first. The girl tugged at her sleeve...

He gestured with his hands, then the boy repeated the little girl's actions, patted her head again, and then sat down.

The girl sat down, her back to the boy, and the two leaned against each other. Fine willow catkins drifted in the air, and their faces...

A happy smile radiated from them.

Just then, a thick fog drifted by, and the willow catkins continued to flutter, but the beautiful scenery was shrouded in a dark red, blood-red light.

The child and girl were gone, surrounded by the sounds of women's sobs, children's cries, and men's shouts. Then, they disappeared into a fog.

Everything returned to calm.

The willow catkins still danced in the air, the scenery remained unchanged, but the only difference was that a row of trees had been added where the boy and girl used to sit side by side.

The desolate graves and the fluttering willow catkins added to the sense of desolation and melancholy.

Xu Xian slowly blended into the misty atmosphere, as if he were that boy, infatuated and madly in love with the girl he loved. He was so...

It was as if he heard the girl say to him, "Come here, I've been waiting for you." His feet involuntarily followed the sound.

Move, move...

Oh no…

Xu Xian was suddenly awakened by a sharp pain all over his body, and looking at where he was, he broke out in a cold sweat again.

He almost suffered the same fate as Yang Tao, his soul almost leaving his body. If it weren't for the soul-driving talisman protecting him, he would probably be a wandering ghost by now.

It's a ghost.

Isn't this the dream Wu Xi had? Did the girl's gesture mean "good friends, back to back"?

The secret behind "good friends, back to back" is actually this: what was originally a very touching story has now been tainted by...

It was getting bloody. Xu Xian found himself getting closer and closer to the answer, yet he understood less and less about the person who had set up the mystery.

Sigh, it seems that getting through this misty maze will be a waste of time.

Author: Binglingxuewu Reply Date: 2003-09-30 19:49:00

That's some time.

Xu Xian pondered for a moment, then took out a spare knife and made a cut on his arm without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the tricks he learned from TV to stay alert came in handy at this moment. Xu Xian quickly bandaged his wound, no...

I can't help but recall the times I secretly sneaked down the mountain to watch TV. Sigh, it's only when you're close to death that you realize how precious life is.

Things that bring joy.

Xu Xian relied on the pain from his wounds to stay conscious in the mist. Although he got lost a couple of times along the way,

They actually managed to escape.

The fog was gradually thinning. It seemed they were almost out of the fog. Xu Xian felt a little relieved.

When the fog completely dissipated, the scene before Xu Xian left him somewhat dumbfounded.

Before my eyes, there are still willow catkins fluttering in the air, still green hillsides, and still desolate graves.

I should have escaped the maze by now, right? Why do I feel like I'm still trapped in this dream? Have I been struck by a soul-separating spell?

?

But the pain in his arm told Xu Xian that he wasn't dreaming. He pinched the wound hard.

"Ouch, that hurts." Xu Xian realized that he hadn't left his physical body.

"Hahaha~~~, little friend, welcome! I never imagined you could single-handedly navigate through my Netherworld Waterway and Misty Maze."