The Richest Man in the Heavens Starts from Outlaws of the Marsh

Chapter 817 Old Friend
Du Yu got some useful information from the strange creature and learned that there was a small strange city not far away.

As to whether it was the City of the Dead, he was not sure, but he should be able to find out some information by entering this city.

But what identity should I use to enter the city?

I'm afraid that wandering ghosts are not qualified to approach that city, otherwise there wouldn't be so many of them outside this wilderness.

After thinking for a while, he patted his head and said to himself: "This is just a paper doll, why should I be afraid of it?"

After blaming himself for being too cautious, he simply controlled the paper man and flew towards the distant city.

Du Yu found that the closer he got to the city, the more solid the figures of the wandering ghosts became. While he was on the road, he used the soul-searching technique on a few wandering ghosts and obtained a lot of miscellaneous information.

However, the consciousness of those wandering souls has long been eroded by time, and most of what is left are their obsessions during their lifetime, and there is not much useful information.

Seeing that the results were meager, he gave up doing such useless work and simply quickened his pace.

An hour later, Du Yu finally arrived near the city.

He was surprised to find that when he came within a hundred miles of the city, there was not a single wandering ghost or spirit wandering around outside, as if they were all blocked out.

But many shadowy figures could be seen, and they all seemed to be evil cultivators.

"It's quite interesting." Du Yu said.

After saying that, he first used the 'invisibility' technique to conceal the breath and figure of the paper man, and then controlled it to blend silently into the strange cultivators entering the city.

When he arrived in front of the city and looked at the plaque emitting a gloomy aura, Du Yu couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The name of this city is indeed 'The City of the Dead', but this city is not Bi City.

It was a place that was almost identical to the one he had seen in the world of Liao Zhai except for the name. Neither the scale of the city nor the architectural style was related.

The only thing in common is that those active in the city are those strange cultivators who are outside the management of the underworld, or demons born in the underworld like the Black Mountain Demon.

“Fuck, this ghost city actually has to pay an entry tax just like any other mortal city, it’s really…” Du Yu couldn’t help but complain when he saw what happened at the city gate in the team.

However, this did not pose a problem for him, as he secretly used the 'yellow and white' technique to transform some of the spirit stones in the storage ring into the aura of the 'yin spirit stones' paid by those strange cultivators.

The team moved forward at a fairly fast speed, and soon it was his turn. He paid three pieces of 'Yin Ling Stone' and was allowed to enter the city.

"It seems that the 'Seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques' is still a very promising technique. The 'clone technique' and the 'visiting the underworld technique' can actually allow one to travel to the underworld without being blocked by the city's restrictions." Du Yu thought to himself.

After entering the 'City of the Dead', he found that it was almost no different from any other mortal city.

Well, that’s not the case. At least those who are walking back and forth on the street are not humans but weird cultivators with a certain level of cultivation.

Du Yu didn't know where to go to get information, so he just followed the crowd and walked on the street.

"Uh, are they really this similar?" he couldn't help but complain.

There is no other reason. There are so many shops on the streets of the "City of the Dead". Of course, most of the things they sell are ghost things and some strange tools from the underworld. The most outrageous thing is that there are even restaurants and inns in the city.

Out of curiosity, Du Yu walked into a restaurant that looked relatively prosperous.

But after casually glancing at what the 'diners' were eating, he almost vomited. Fortunately, he was controlling the paper figures with his spiritual sense.

Seeing the "warm" smiles on the waiter and the shopkeeper's faces, Du Yu bid for two "Yin Ling Stones" in order not to attract attention, and ordered a few side dishes that were not too disgusting, and a pot of old wine.

Fortunately, he was riding a paper man instead of coming to the underworld in person. I endured the nausea and took a sip of wine, two bites of food, and two puffs of cigarette. I asked myself, am I being vulgar?
......

Just like in a mortal restaurant, he pretended to taste the "delicacies", but was more interested in listening to the diners chatting and discussing the latest hot topics in the "City of the Dead".

However, they mostly talked about cultivation, or the fights between strange cultivators, and Du Yu listened for a long while without hearing a single word about the Strange Official of the Underworld or the City Lord.

This made him a little puzzled, and he wondered if these topics were taboo.

Just when Du Yu was feeling a little bored and was planning to go somewhere else, a figure strode into the restaurant.

He stood at the door and glanced inside, then shouted to the shopkeeper: "Old rules!"

After saying that, the man was about to go upstairs. Just after he climbed two steps, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Du Yu's profile sitting by the window.

The man's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped back and turned into the lobby on the first floor.

"Master Yan, what are you doing?" the shopkeeper asked. "I'm meeting an old friend. I'm going to prepare double portions of food and will send them to the private room upstairs in a while." the man said.

Then, he took a few quick steps to stand behind Du Yu, put out his big hand and gently patted his shoulder.

Du Yu was confused and almost cried out in surprise when he turned around. The man's face was that of his senior brother Yan Chixia, whom he had not seen for hundreds of years.

“Master…” He quickly stood up and greeted him.

Yan Chixia immediately interrupted him, made a gesture to keep quiet, and then said: "Old friend, when did you come to the 'Wrongful Death City' without saying hello? Let's go upstairs and have a few drinks."

"Okay." Du Yu said immediately.

Yan Chixia, smiling, took his hand and went straight up to the third floor and into the private room.

"Senior Brother! Is it really you?" Du Yu asked.

"Hahaha, it's genuine." Yan Chixia said with a smile.

After exchanging pleasantries, the two of them sat down opposite each other at the table.

"Brother, how come you are in this 'City of the Dead' and look like a regular here?" Du Yu asked.

"It's a long story, but this is what happened... Yan Chixia started talking, telling about his past experiences over the years.

It's not that complicated.

Yan Chixia is a mortal cultivator after all. Even if he is extremely talented, he will be trapped by the rules of heaven and earth in the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. There is a limit to the level of his cultivation.

The upper limit of his cultivation realm limited his lifespan, which was why he later passed on his mantle to Zhiqiu Yiye and let him inherit his name.

After Yan Chixia handed the Xuanyuan Sword to Zhiqiu Yiye, he chose to return to his hometown in Qin and chose a Feng Shui treasure land with beautiful mountains and rivers to sit in meditation.

Logically speaking, after his death, his soul would enter the underworld and begin reincarnation. However, unexpectedly, during this process, it seemed to be affected by some mysterious force and something went wrong while flying to the underworld.

Not only did he not enter Fengdu Guisi, but he came to this extremely unfamiliar place.

Yes, Yan Chixia’s spirit had left his body and walked in the underworld before he died, but the underworld he came to after his death was extremely unfamiliar to him.

The point is that he seems to have become a wandering soul that no one cares about, but fortunately, the spiritual energy in this alienated version of the underworld is extremely strong, which is suitable for practicing strange cultivation.

Therefore, being a free and easy person by nature, he no longer thought about reincarnation and simply turned to practicing the way of the ghost.

It has to be said that awesome people are awesome no matter what environment they are in. In this underworld where the rules of heaven and earth are even more advanced, Yan Chixia has cultivated to a realm he had never reached in his lifetime.

He has now spent hundreds of years in the underworld, far exceeding his lifespan in life.

After listening to Yan Chixia's story, Du Yu couldn't help but praise him: "Hahaha, you should be a hero in life and a hero in death. Brother is really a hero."

"Junior brother, you are too kind. But how did you get here? And by spiritual travel?" Yan Chixia suddenly asked in a voice transmission.

Du Yu sighed lightly, briefly described his own experience, and then told the story of Cui Ming.

"So that's how it is. Junior brother is a man of temperament just like Ning." Yan Chixia said.

"Brother, can you tell me about the 'City of Wrongful Death'?" Du Yu asked.

Yan Chixia did not hide anything and told the secret of this "City of Wrongful Death" while drinking.

Only then did Du Yu know some of the secrets in the underworld of this magical adaptation of Journey to the West.

It turns out that in this underworld, the underworld is not in charge of everything. The immortals, gods and Buddhas have also marked out an area for those evil spirits who are unwilling to enter reincarnation after death and left them to fend for themselves.

These strange heroes may refuse to enter the cycle of reincarnation because the grievances they suffered in their lifetime were not redressed, or because they still have an obsession with the mortal world.

In this closed world, they gradually became twisted and crazy, fighting each other with powerful resentment and strength, and gradually reached a new balance.

The powerful evil cultivators built cities and formed their own sphere of influence, and continued to enjoy the authority they had in their lifetime in the underworld.

Officials from the underworld did not dare to set foot here easily for fear of causing unnecessary trouble. Of course, they would not cross the line and anger those high-ranking officials.

(End of this chapter)