Hell Emperor

"The soul is back."

Following the whisper of the tall ghost, Qi Feng opened his eyes. The cold darkness brought by death gradually went away, and the familiar cold wind blew on his face again.

He sat up and gasped violently, like a drowning man trying his best to swim out of the stormy waves. He stretched out his trembling hands and carefully touched the wounds on his chest and abdomen. The horrific memory of being cut in half by the shrimp-headed man still remained in the deepest part of his memory like a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

"I...I'm still alive?" Qi Feng showed an incredibly excited smile. Not only was his chest and abdomen okay, but even his right arm, which was severely clamped by the scallop and finally cut off, was back to its original state at this moment, as if it were before. Everything he experienced was just a terrible dream. Once he woke up, he could leave all the painful memories behind.

"You are already dead."

The whisper coming from the side made Qi Feng slightly startled. He turned his head and saw a tall, dark ghost figure with a lifeless look standing beside him.

Qi Feng was alert. After getting up from the ground, he raised his fists in front of him and prepared for battle: "Who are you? When did a practitioner like you appear near Qingshi Town?"

"My name is Ye Jie, you can call me Gui Cha Jie." Ye Jie replied lightly, raised a skinny finger and pointed at the Jinghe River not far away, "Look what that is?"

Following the direction pointed by Ye Jie, Qi Feng looked over with suspicion. The situation there made him sit down on the ground in fright, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, his pupils tightly shrinking, and his whole body unable to stop. Trembling: "That's...that's my body?"

In the river, a monster with a shrimp head and human body was standing there, holding something in both hands and biting it vigorously. From time to time, there was a sizzling sound like sucking noodles. Looking carefully, the object it held was an upper body that had lost its right hand.

The shrimp-headed man swallowed vigorously, taking a bite of the soft neck. The head rolled down and was washed to the shore by the river. After a closer look, the appearance of the head was 80% similar to that of Qi Feng at the moment, except that the lips were stiff. , his face was bloodless, and he looked like he had completely died.

"So, I have..." Seeing his own body with his own eyes, Qi Feng knelt on the ground and remained silent for a long time.

Ye Jie sighed, took out a scrap of paper from his arms, and recited:

"Qi Feng, your destiny is over. The following are your life's merits and demerits."

"In the summer of the fifth year of Daye, I was born into a poor family."

"In the autumn of the third year of Zhenguan, I patiently showed the way to a lost traveler, and was taught a volume of exercises. I embarked on the path of cultivation and gained the ten yin virtues."

"In the spring of the fifth year of Zhenguan, I rescued my companions while hunting monsters and gained thirty virtues."

"In the winter of the eighth year of Zhenguan, a demon hunt attracted a wave of demons. I stayed alone to protect my companions, but was seriously injured. I escaped death and received two hundred yin virtues."

"In the autumn of the ninth year of Zhenguan, I visited the families of my companions who died, and left a sum of money for the orphans and widows. Later, I received help from time to time, and received one hundred virtuous virtues."

"In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, he was obsessed with profit, fell into the trap of monsters, and died for money. He died at the age of twenty-nine."

"In my life, I treat people and things in accordance with the way of heaven. I have gained 150 yin virtues from trivial matters. I have 50 yin virtues left in my previous life."

"A total of five hundred and forty yin virtues."

After reading, Ye Jie put away the remaining pages and said: "Your life is over in this life, but do you still have any unfulfilled wishes? If not, just follow my soul to the underworld and go to the next reincarnation."

"Wish..." Qi Feng was stunned and quickly said, "My child is about to be born. Do I still have the chance to hug him with my own hands?"

Ye Jie shook his head: "Your soul has not been cultivated and cannot touch living people. Even if your child is born, he will not be able to see you. But your wife, if you are willing, I can make you sleep in the dream We will meet each other, but I must remind you that doing so will consume all your moral virtue. Once you lose your moral virtue, you can only undergo an inferior reincarnation..."

Ye Jie informed Qi Feng about the reincarnation, and Qi Feng looked depressed: "My wife... no, I can't see her like this."

Ye Jie glanced at him: "Why? She will be particularly sad after hearing the news of your death. Especially when the child is about to be born, you should comfort her in her dream."

Qi Feng's shoulders were slumped and sluggish: "I promised her that I would return safely. I said that I would bring back the best cultivation resources for the child who was about to be born, but it turned out to be like this... Until now, I I have failed to live up to her expectations and have no courage to see her again. Doing so will only increase her pain. I just hope she can forget me and all the pain I have left her."

"Really..." Ye Jie stopped persuading and changed the topic, "So, you are ready for the next reincarnation."

Qi Feng suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly: "Your Excellency Gui Cha, didn't you say that Yin De is very precious? I have five hundred and forty Yin De here, what can I get for my children? Compared with going back to see my relatives. , I prefer to leave everything I have to them.”

Ye Jie shook his head: "You can't exchange for anything. A low-grade spiritual stone requires a thousand yin virtues, and the price of the technique is even more expensive. You should leave your yin virtues to your next life. If something goes wrong in the next life, At least I can be reincarnated as a human again.”

Qi Feng didn't think so: "I have accomplished nothing in my life. Those virtues are the last thing I can leave to my children. Even if I can only exchange for half a low-grade spiritual stone, it is proof of my hard work in this life. Your Excellency Gui Cha, Can I ask you to help me fulfill my last wish?"

"Of course." Ye Jie took out the broken page and put it in Qi Feng's palm. His Yin De quickly decreased, and finally only one hundred remained.

The crisp sound of black stone hitting the ground sounded on the empty riverside. The shrimp-headed man who was eating with big mouthfuls of food paused, looked around, but did not see anything unusual, and then turned his attention back to the delicious meal in front of him. The flesh and blood of the cultivators, which contain spiritual power, are full of fatal attraction to monsters.

At the Naihe Bridge, Ye Jie stuffed a ghost messenger token into Qi Feng, and watched his body completely disappear on the bridge. The broken page in his arms vibrated.

[Book of Life and Death:]

[In the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan, the soul holding the ghost messenger Jie token successfully reincarnated into the ninth grade. ]

[Ghost messenger Jie obtained one Yin De. ]

Below the broken page, a cinnabar head portrait of Qi Feng was painted with regret and pain.

Putting the broken page into his arms, Ye Jie returned to the bank of the Jing River. The apparently empty beach seemed very lively to him. Many ghost messengers came upon hearing the news to collect the bodies and lead the souls of the dead hunters.

Among the busy figures, Ye Jie saw a familiar face. The ghost messenger Mei in white clothes and white face was smiling and waving at him.

Ye Jie clasped his fists in return. Seeing that he was no longer needed here, he took out the ghost messenger order from his arms and sensed Xia Wei's whereabouts. Suddenly, his eyes froze. In his perception, Xia Wei seemed to have gone to a very dangerous place.