My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 807 Embroidery Shop

"I will obey the orders of my lord and serve you at your side even if it means death."

Ling Chi's attitude was very humble and he looked loyal, but Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart. Even an old ghost like Ling Chi, who had lived for who knows how many years, couldn't resist the effect of Meng Po Soup. What would happen if a living person drank Meng Po Soup?
Will I become like these evil spirits and have my memory wiped clean?
Or do you just vomit after drinking it?
But no matter what, he solved a doubt in his heart here with Ling Chi, which is where the soul of a person goes after he dies on Earth.

As early as when he first entered the underworld, he had doubts about this question in his mind. After the death of all living beings in the secular world, their souls will enter the underworld to reincarnate. Then, after the death of living beings on Earth, will they also enter the secular underworld?

Jiang Xinghuo once thought of using the ghost walking method to go to the underworld to see where he could end up, but he was still afraid and did not dare to act rashly.

Now he finally understood what was going on. This so-called spiritual world was the destination of all living beings on Earth after death.

It was also fortunate that I didn't foolishly come here directly. Otherwise, with my cultivation and background at that time, I would have probably been killed by these evil spirits.

"Tell me everything you know about the spirit world without reservation."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at Ling Chi and said.

Ling Chi did not hide anything and repeated what he had just said, but unlike before, this time there were many more details, such as which place was the most terrifying, which place had the most evil spirits wandering around, and which places it dared not approach.

In this way, Jiang Xinghuo also had a general understanding of this spiritual world.

The location of this ancient house is probably at the center of the spirit world, but this center was explored by Ling Chi himself. Because there are too many ghosts wandering in the spirit world, including some that are more powerful than these evil spirits, Ling Chi did not dare to go too deep into the spirit world. He could only use the ancient house as the center and explore in a circular shape, gradually spreading outward evenly.

The ancient house happens to be the center point of this concentric circle. No matter which direction you go, as long as you reach a certain distance, you will see a thick ghost fog. You don’t know whether it is the edge of the spirit world or a barrier leading to a deeper part of the spirit world.

Ling Chi once had a ghost named "Gouge Eyes" under his command. He had the ability to see through illusions and distinguish reality from illusion. He wanted to use this ability to spy on the secrets behind the black fog, but the whole ghost was swallowed up by the black fog and never appeared again. Even Ling Chi and other ghosts could not sense his existence or death.

Therefore, Ling Chi had no idea what was behind the black fog.

After listening to Ling Chi's words, Jiang Xinghuo thought about it carefully. This time, he accidentally entered the spirit world, which was an unexpected surprise. If he could recruit the evil spirits wandering here for his own use, he would have someone to help him manage those hells in the future, which would save him a lot of trouble.

But if he wanted to subdue these evil spirits, he had to place his hope on Meng Po. Her Meng Po soup was really powerful and was much more effective in dealing with evil spirits than his own God-binding and Immortal-controlling Talisman.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo called Meng Po out again and told her his thoughts. After listening, Meng Po looked at Jiang Xinghuo, then took out the alchemy furnace from her stomach and stuffed it into Jiang Xinghuo's hand, indicating that the Meng Po soup was inside.

Jiang Xinghuo lifted the lid and saw a full pot of Meng Po soup. Although it looked small, this furnace was a space prop. The amount it could actually store was not at the same level as what could be observed with the naked eye.

"Thank you, Sister Meng."

Jiang Xinghuo put away the alchemy furnace and smiled at Meng Po God. Meng Po God glanced at him, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and disappeared into a cave.

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo unfolded the Ancient Bodhi Hell and included Ling Chi in it. The shadow of the ancient Bodhi tree was looming behind him and could be fully revealed at any time. In this way, even if he was really attacked by a fierce ghost, he could react in the first time.

Another thing is to prepare a substitute doll. In case there is no time to unfold the Bodhi Ancient Hell, the substitute doll can also withstand a fatal attack.

He had previously used a substitute doll to avoid the killing pattern of being torn apart by a chariot, and thus looked for an opportunity to kill the opponent in return.

After completing all the preparations, Jiang Xinghuo looked at the direction and walked towards a narrow path on the right.

According to what Ling Chi just said, if you walk along this path for a while, you will see a shabby embroidery shop. The owner of the shop is a shroud ghost who can sew the remains of different ghosts together to form a new evil ghost.

The killing pattern of the shroud ghost is also very simple. As long as it is not allowed to measure the circumference of the body, the killing pattern of the shroud ghost cannot be triggered.

But once the size is measured, a shroud will automatically form on the body, and then no matter whether it is a human or a ghost, all the vitality in the body will be taken away by the shroud.

Moreover, this shroud ghost is relatively easier to deal with, not as troublesome as the other evil ghosts wandering around here.

Jiang Xinghuo walked along the path. There was only this path under the gray sky. There were dead and silent woods on both sides, like tall ghosts standing there.

"Baby, baby, wait for grandma..."

Jiang Xinghuo was walking forward when he suddenly heard an old voice coming from behind him. He subconsciously wanted to look back, but just as he was about to turn around, he suppressed his instinct.

The evil spirits in the spirit world are too treacherous. God knows if there is any evil spirit that will kill you if you turn around and call your name, so it is better to be careful.

Jiang Xinghuo pretended not to hear the voice and continued walking forward, the shouting behind him still continuing.

"Baby, baby, wait for grandma..."

"Baby, baby, wait for grandma..."

"Baby, baby, wait for grandma..."

Jiang Xinghuo listened to the call behind him. At first, it didn't seem like anything, but later he stopped abruptly, because the old voice behind him actually changed its tone, and the tone became more and more familiar, and finally it really became his grandmother's voice.

This sudden change caught Jiang Xinghuo off guard. He was very familiar with the old lady's voice, so when the voice behind him changed, Jiang Xinghuo immediately noticed it.

"You bitch, you're looking for death!"

Jiang Xinghuo's voice was cold, his eyes were burning like two suns, and the golden-red lightning spread out like a tide. The voice behind him suddenly disappeared, and then a shrill scream rang out.

The scream sounded extremely harsh, as if countless voices were mixed together, including the voices of men, women, old men, women, and children. Jiang Xinghuo could not help but frown and turned to look behind him. He saw a figure about five meters behind him, wrapped in golden-red lightning, screaming continuously, and a thick yin energy drifting out, which was then annihilated by the lightning.

What is even more shocking is the appearance of this figure. Although she looks like an old woman, her exposed skin is covered with marks of stitches, as if it was a corpse forcibly stitched together by countless corpse fragments.

Jiang Xing immediately thought of what Ling Chi said. The ability of the shroud ghost is to piece together the remains of different ghosts into a new evil ghost, which looks very similar to the old woman in front of him.

Could it be that this old woman is the work of the shroud ghost?

At this moment, the old woman suddenly let out a strange cry, bathed in golden red lightning, and pounced towards Jiang Xinghuo, holding a moldy rice ball in her hand, as if she wanted to use it to block Jiang Xinghuo's mouth.

Jiang Xinghuo naturally wouldn't let it get its wish. Before the old woman could get close to him, lightning bolts as sharp as spears and arrows shot out from his palms, directly striking the old woman and sending her flying more than ten meters away.

Then, Jiang Xinghuo condensed the red lotus fire into a spear, which flew through the air and nailed the old woman to the ground. The red lotus fire instantly shot up into the sky, firmly locking the old woman's figure in it.

But to Jiang Xinghuo's surprise, he had originally imagined that after the old woman was entangled by the red lotus fire, her consciousness would be wiped out in a few seconds. However, the old woman struggled in the flames for a long time, and there was no sign of her consciousness being wiped out, and she didn't even make a scream.

"Ok?"

Jiang Xinghuo raised his eyebrows, feeling extremely surprised. Even a fierce ghost like Ling Chi couldn't hold on, so how could a seemingly ordinary ghost like the old woman hold on for so long?

There are usually only two explanations for this situation. Either the evil ghost is extremely resistant to the Red Lotus Karma Fire, or the evil ghost is completely free of sin. For such a sinless being, the Red Lotus Karma Fire is equivalent to air. Apart from being able to be used for entertainment, it has no other function, not even for warming oneself by a fire.

"Can't you?"

No matter which of these two possibilities is the truth, Jiang Xinghuo finds it hard to accept. If this old woman's resistance to the Red Lotus Karma Fire is higher than that of Ling Chi, then it means that she is a very difficult opponent and the threat is definitely not less than that posed by the evil ghost Xingming.

But if the result is the latter, Jiang Xinghuo would find it even more unbelievable. If an evil ghost does not have any sin at all, then what kind of evil ghost are you?
Even the rabbits we raise at home might have a trace of sin in them. How could a real evil ghost be purer than a rabbit? It would be ridiculous to tell anyone about it.

But that was the fact. Jiang Xinghuo stared at the burning red lotus fire for five minutes, and the old woman was still struggling, with no sign of her consciousness being wiped out at all.

"What a wicked man! A fierce ghost has no sin at all."

Jiang Xinghuo walked over, controlled the red lotus fire to trap the old woman tightly, and then performed the Nine Locks Soul Searching Technique, trying to read the memories in the old woman's mind.

Finally I understood what was going on.

According to the old woman's memory, this evil ghost was indeed the work of the Shroud Ghost. The Shroud Ghost collected a large number of remains of evil ghosts in the spirit world, then sewed the different parts together, and used his own abilities to create new evil ghosts.

This old woman is one of them. Because she has not appeared for long, she has not accumulated any sins.

Jiang Xinghuo was the first target it met. If it stuffed the rice ball into Jiang Xinghuo's mouth, Jiang Xinghuo's internal organs would be immediately corroded by the moldy rice ball, and he would become the first unlucky person to die at the hands of this evil spirit.

After figuring this out, Jiang Xinghuo thought that this was just bad luck. Although the Red Lotus Karma Fire was the natural nemesis of evil spirits, it couldn't stop them from doing anything bad, so the Red Lotus Karma Fire naturally couldn't have any effect.

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo simply increased the output power of his thunder magic and chopped the old woman into ashes alive.

Just after Jiang Xinghuo killed the old woman with his sword and was about to move forward, he discovered that a dilapidated two-story wooden building had appeared in front of the empty path!

It appeared without any warning or sound, as if it had always been there. But Jiang Xinghuo remembered very clearly that there was nothing there just now, so how come a two-story building suddenly appeared?
There were two tattered red lanterns hanging at the door, swaying in the wind. The two mottled wooden doors were half-open, and you could vaguely see human figures flashing inside.

There is also a wooden plaque hanging above the gate, with two incomprehensible words engraved on it.

"The embroidery shop of the Shroud Ghost?"

Jiang Xinghuo raised his eyebrows. Although he did not recognize the two words on the plaque, he immediately understood its meaning at a glance and knew that this was the embroidery shop of the Shroud Ghost.

"Would you like to go in and take a look?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the two-story building in front of him. It was obvious that the person who came here had bad intentions. If he went in, he would be easily caught...

bah bah...

Jiang Xinghuo spat. Catching a turtle in a jar was too inconsistent with his personality. It should be more like a dragon in shallow water or a tiger in plain water.

Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a while, and the Red Lotus Karma Fire suddenly ignited from under his feet and quickly spread forward, soon turning the path in front into a fire path. But just when it was about to touch the two-story building, a black gas suddenly surged out from behind the door like a tide, and actually isolated the Red Lotus Karma Fire half a meter away. The blazing Red Lotus Karma Fire could not get close to the two-story building at all.

"Such a heavy yin energy..."

Jiang Xinghuo's eyes became somewhat solemn. It was the first time he saw an evil force that could directly resist the erosion of the red lotus karma fire.

At this time, the group of Yin Qi began to wriggle again, entangled with the burning red lotus fire all around, and twisted into an arch bridge, standing between Jiang Xinghuo and the small building.

"Would you please enter the urn?"

Jiang Xinghuo's eyes flickered slightly, lightning arcs flashed between his hair, and he stepped onto the arch bridge without hesitation. If he retreated at this point, it would seem too cowardly. It would be better to lose the battle than to lose the person. If he fell into a disadvantage now, then when facing the shroud ghost, he would naturally fall into a disadvantage, and it would be difficult for him to gain the upper hand again.

Jiang Xinghuo stepped onto the arch bridge and walked forward step by step. All he saw before his eyes were hallucinations. Countless undulating gullies appeared and disappeared, especially the various evil spirits hiding in the gullies, which made people feel frightened.

(End of this chapter)