The Spirit World

Chapter 348 Fire

No one likes thunder.

There was a loud bang of thunder, and the explosion made people feel uneasy.

Of course, there are also people who are willing to listen to thunder. If there is thunder, it may rain. When it rains, and the person returning home does not bring an umbrella, and quietly approaches her, no one should miss this opportunity. If possible, the rain should be just the right amount, and the thunder should be just the right amount, so as to scare others instead of themselves.

A white reptile flashed in the sky, as if leaping down, and the white lightning replaced the black night sky. With a rumble, thunder responded.

The clouds and mist on Bailing Mountain were shaken, and then returned to calm.

"Is anyone... buying an umbrella?" A little child ran in the rain, holding three oil-paper umbrellas.

The umbrella she held was small, but enough to shield herself from the heavy rain.

The raindrops were like nails knocking on the colorful oil-paper umbrellas, fluttering and making the umbrellas shake up and down. Children chased after them among the hurrying pedestrians.

Even in such heavy rain, you didn’t buy your own umbrella?
It’s weird.

I feel a little aggrieved and a little unwilling.

"Little sister, give me an umbrella." A man squatted in front of her.

No umbrella.

The rain seemed to avoid him, unwilling to hit him, and instead turned into mist and bounced away. The little girl was a little surprised, but still held the oil-paper umbrella between her neck and gently took the oil-paper umbrella out of her arms and handed it to the man.

"Here you go, sir."

"Well... thank you." Another flash of white lightning flashed in the man's eyes, and the lightning suddenly split in the sky, like a claw grabbing into his pupil.

【Boom! 】

There was a loud thunder, and the man stood up and opened his oil-paper umbrella. The raindrops hit the umbrella eagerly. The girl walked away. He stood there and looked around. There was a little boy also holding an umbrella there...looking at him quietly.

【Snap! 】

A snake-shaped bolt of lightning flew down and hit the tree next to it. The fire burned in the rain, a raging fire on the branches, rushing in the heavy rain.

"You look so cheerful... enjoying the scenery in such heavy rain?" The man looked into the little boy's eyes.

The doubt never left his eyes.

"God of Fire..." The little boy stood there, looking coldly at the man he called the God of Fire.

The god of fire.

"Shh..." The man seemed to have acquiesced to the boy's address to him and put his fingers on his lips. His eyebrows were a little apart, as if all his energy was in his eyes. His pointed chin was covered by his fingers. His hands were white without any blood, and the fire in his pupils was burning and rotating non-stop.

“Although there are only you and me here, it is better not to make any noise. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can hear us.” The God of Fire chuckled, but it could not be heard in the rumbling thunder.

His face curled up as if he had met an old acquaintance.

"Long time no see, Demon King..."

“……”The little boy didn’t answer, but he obviously sighed.

"It's really strange, isn't it?" The Fire God held out his oil-paper umbrella, and the rain splashed around his hand, but couldn't stain his slender arms. He glanced at the boy and said in a somewhat evil tone: "This time, you still can't do anything~"

"I think you came here not only to tell me these." The little boy held an umbrella, and the rain splashed on his clothes, his shoes, and even his face. In such heavy rain, the oil-paper umbrella was actually useless.

The sound of it rustled even on his face, blinding his eyes.

The continuous sound of rain hitting umbrellas, together with the thunder, made those hiding from the rain terrified.

"Of course not. However, you may not think that this time, I am here to help you." The God of Fire withdrew his hand, and the rolling clouds in the rain caused white mist to roll up between the two of them.

"I am your potential enemy." The little boy looked at the misty surroundings, not knowing what would happen. He stood there coldly. The word 'enemy' seemed a little fierce, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"The enemy..." Kagami glanced at the little boy with interest.

"No, no, no, you are not my enemy. You can be a friend or not a friend, but you can never be my enemy."

"Well, I find it strange now too..." There was Kagami in the boy's eyes, and in Kagami's eyes were rapidly jumping raindrops.

"Don't be surprised. You are just an ordinary person now. If you were an enemy, you would have died thousands of times. How can you still say anything?" The God of Fire shook his head and stood quietly. On his waist, there was a row of dazzling red pearls and he was wearing a fiery red dress.

"Actually, to be precise, it was your mother who asked me to help you. Although you are a new god, you have such a great charm that I have to learn this journey."

The boy was surprised again, and his eyes began to lose their calm glow. Instead, they became dull, and only the mist swirling in the rain could be seen.

"my mother……"

"She can't come. Ever since she brought you back from that world, her movements have been blocked. If it weren't for her, you would still be suffering in that orphanage. The Creation Clock wouldn't have started running again." The God of Fire looked at the boy as if he had said something very sad, and he said to himself: "She was punished. This was inevitable. I came to help you because she entrusted me with this."

"I don't know what to do for a while."

"You don't need to understand, you just need to understand that if you fail, everyone's efforts will be in vain. Including everything your mother has done for you." The Fire God looked at the boy with emotion and a little sad.

"What should I do?" The boy was a little short in front of the tall God of Fire, and their lines of sight were not the same, but the flames next to them were clear.

"Open the Tower of Babel."

"Xun Huangying has lost contact. There is no way I can open the Tower of Babel now."

The boy looked at the God of Fire with difficulty. There was helplessness in his eyes, like a cloud that blocked the view and stretched as far as the eye could see.

"So, this is why I'm here." The God of Fire laughed softly. He said, "The king fell into a deep sleep due to unknown reasons. This will be a turning point for many things. It's as easy for the great demon kings who have been released to sense you as it is for them to sense me. If they take action, you must react. Otherwise, failure is inevitable."

The boy frowned and said nothing.

“I know this is difficult for you because you can’t do anything right now, but as long as Chen Lin’s consciousness and divine body are combined, and Chen Lin from the ninth reincarnation wakes up, you will definitely be told what you should do.”

The God of Fire slowly disappeared, and the umbrella turned into flames and danced in the rainstorm.

Then he fell straight down, landing in the rain.

"Of course, this is not an easy thing to do. Take care of yourself."

When the God of Fire left, the flames around him rolled and suddenly disappeared.

The fog dissipated, leaving only heavy rain and thunder.

【Boom! 】

The boy walked gently on the road, and a strong wind blew, blowing his oil-paper umbrella apart, and it fluttered in the air like petals leaving, sweeping out a beautiful arc. Then it fell straight down, and the two oil-paper umbrellas had the same fate, which could be said to be the gift of this torrential rain.

Ten Miles Peach Blossom Street,
It's like a calamity of peach blossoms.

That night, all the peach blossoms were destroyed by the wind, and the peach tree that was struck by lightning was burned to the point where not even the roots were left.

Since then, the Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms has disappeared in the past few years, and someone witnessed it all.

She hurried back and got home before the boy did.

"Miss! There is something strange!" The maid knocked on the door breathlessly.

The door opened, she entered, and slammed the door shut.

"Oh no, miss! Just now, the boy came into contact with a strange man!" The maid danced with joy and shouted in panic: "Boom! A thunderbolt struck a peach tree."

The maid made a gesture of pointing her finger at the table, which was a round table made of red lacquered wood, as if if she put her hand down suddenly, the table would really be split in half.

The young lady was totally confused and just stared at the maid's actions.

"In a flash, that weirdo disappeared! It was raining so hard! It was all raining to avoid him. It's unbelievable!"

"Oh, you've been looking for such a long time, and this is all you see?" The young lady touched her hair and gently pulled it twice with a small wooden comb.

"No, miss, we really can't keep this kid. She just lied to us! And now she's using the excuse to go out and meet a weirdo. She's a complete nuisance. We have to kick her out as soon as possible." The maidservant spoke louder and louder, until she almost jumped up next to the young lady.

"Xiao Cui, this is the first time I see you so happy." The lady touched her hair and smiled at the mirror, revealing her white teeth.

"Miss, this is not happiness at all! I'm almost scared silly." The maid shouted anxiously and even started coughing.

"It's normal for him to go out to meet someone we don't know. Isn't it a bit arbitrary to say he is a weirdo? The water-avoiding spell is not a rare spell. Is that weirdo really that weird?" The lady stood up, straightened her dress, touched her waist, and straightened up. She was wearing bright red and green, which looked very weird.

"This……"

How could the maid describe it? It was really strange, but not strange. He was a man with elegant gestures. If there was anything strange, it was because his true appearance could never be seen.

"My cousin is staying here today... We must find a way to show ourselves more in front of him. Otherwise, it would be a pity to miss such a good man like my cousin. We must make a deep impression on him today. Wouldn't it be better to have a child around to highlight my maternal nature? Killing two birds with one stone. Isn't it wonderful?" The young lady touched her waist and felt that it was wide enough, and became a little complacent.

"Miss, I..."

"Let's just let it go. That kid is no simple creature. As long as he doesn't cause trouble, my family can afford to support him. If he does, you can just drive him away."

"Okay." The maid nodded angrily.

"How about this dress? Does it look good?" The lady turned around in the room, and the fluttering hem of her skirt hit the chair, making a clicking sound.

"It looks good." The maidservant nodded reluctantly, still in shock.

"I think so too. Let's go see my cousin now. He's in the lobby. You have to be careful when you speak. Don't be startled. Otherwise, you'll scare my cousin. I'll make you suffer." The young lady opened the door and stepped out halfway. She turned back and said to the maid: "You have to leave a good impression. If his father is here, you have to be more careful when you speak. Do you understand?"

"Got it..." The maid nodded again, and this time it was much better. Not so stiff.

The two of them quickly walked through the corridor-like passage, which was blocked by vermilion pillars and white walls. Chang Yufeng sneezed as he passed by them.

He shrank back as if he had caught a cold.

"Hey! Stop! Where is your umbrella?" The lady still called out to Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng wanted to turn to her, but his nose felt itchy, so he quickly turned away and sneezed.

"The umbrella was struck by lightning..." Chang Yufeng touched his head apologetically.

Wet hair, still dripping with water.

"Go to Auntie Wu to get a towel first, and then ask Uncle Wu to boil a kettle of water for you to take a bath. It's not good to catch a cold." The young lady hurried over. The maid kept staring at Chang Yufeng, snorted, and followed her.

Chang Yufeng felt like a drowned rat.

He shook his head and continued walking with his head down.

He rubbed his arms while looking at the road.

cold.

【Boom! 】

There was another thunder.

Chang Yufeng shook his head again and walked towards the cottage.

He said he was homeless, and Miss Li took him in temporarily out of kindness.

Bailing Mountain has a recognized young master, who came back two years ago, not him.

Whether it’s about true or false evidence, about authority, or about everything else, it doesn’t matter anymore.

Because he is definitely no longer the young master of Bailing Mountain.

Now I am just a little kid who will catch a cold if I get caught in the rain, that’s all.

"Ah chirp!"

He sneezed, thinking back to Kagami's words.

In fact, I couldn’t figure out the reason at all. I was just a little puppet, it was nothing.

It's like an experience card.

Wealth, honor, and martial arts skills are all things that come and go. It is not worth worrying about. Thinking in this way, having no way out may also be a way out. He does not need a true reason. He also knows that many things have happened. Not to mention his own joys and sorrows, even the ups and downs along the way will never make him retreat.

But, just waiting and letting things take their course may be much more difficult.

It's really lucky, otherwise being penniless and sleeping on the streets is no joke.

So what? It's already come to this, so why worry? I've been through so much, normal and abnormal, driven by desire and not driven by desire, so what?

Even if I end my life alone like this, I only need to wait until Xun Huangying finds another body and implant my memories into it.

That self has long disappeared.

In the fire of hell.

Burn.

(End of this chapter)