Hell Emperor

Under the leadership of Inai, Ye Jie and his party soon arrived in front of an extraordinary pavilion.

At the entrance, there is a majestic torii gate with red wooden pillars towering into the clouds, declaring the sanctity and solemnity of this place. The big red lanterns hanging outside the pavilion exude a faint and mysterious light, adding a bit of mysterious atmosphere to this place. .

Passing through the quiet courtyard in front, Inai said to the two people behind him, especially the Snow Girl: "This is the Witch King Shrine. Please wait here for a moment. I will inform the red hijab of your request... Since you are looking for it, Be prepared to pay the price."

The snow girl nodded vigorously, and after Ina left, she fell into silence. Although hope was right in front of her, there was a rare hesitation in her heart.

Ye Jie didn't pay attention, just thinking that she was nervous and expecting when her wish came true. She turned to look around, but her heart was extremely calm: "Witch King Shrine... It seems that this is the main rudder of the Witch Shrine. Maybe the Witch Shrine The Lord is here."

While looking around, Ye Jie also saw a familiar figure in the courtyard, which was the soul of the warrior who had previously sought death.

Ye Jie thought for a moment, then took the initiative to come forward and said eagerly: "Are you the warrior just now? I didn't expect to see you here again."

"You are...the benefactor who helped me die before? What a coincidence."

When seeing Ye Jie, the warrior also showed great enthusiasm. No matter where he is, strong people are more likely to gain respect. Ye Jie fulfilled the warrior's wish to die heroically with just one blow. He deeply understood the difference in strength between the two. Just like the gap, I also admire Ye Jie even more. It is not a waste of my life to die in the hands of such a strong man.

Ye Jie didn't know much about the internal situation of the Witch King Shrine. He took this opportunity to ask the warrior and said, "I see you are standing alone outside the courtyard. What are you doing here?"

The warrior did not doubt that he had it, and replied: "Today is my last day in the world. I will soon become a soul-eating soul, driven by the witch. I want to feel the smell of fresh grass in the courtyard, and I want to feel this again in the future." The breath of nature can only be felt during the annual Huayang Festival..."

"Oh?" Ye Jie seemed to have heard something and continued to ask, "After becoming a heart-eating soul, doesn't it have to be refined by a witch and sealed in the body? How can you still move freely?"

"Don't you know?" The samurai was a little surprised, but still replied, "You are not local monsters, right? These things are known to everyone in the local aristocratic families, and it is not a secret."

Ye Jie spoke slowly: "I am willing to listen attentively."

The samurai explained: "Take me as an example. I have cultivated two realm-transformation techniques and five great success techniques in my life. As long as the witch turns me into a heart-corrupting soul and seals it in my body, she can borrow my power, even for a moment. Even if I haven’t practiced for a day, I can perfectly display all the techniques I learned during my lifetime, and my strength has skyrocketed. The only souls that are stronger than me are the souls of those monsters.”

Ye Jie nodded. He had known about this before and heard the warrior say:

"However, this is not without cost. When the witch borrows this power, it will also contaminate my heart-eating soul with the resentment and evil spirit left during the battle. Over time, my soul will be polluted and I will become completely irrational. , a ferocious evil spirit who only knows how to kill.”

At the end of the sentence, the samurai sighed: "In order to purify the evil spirit in the soul, the witches' method is to release the ghosts sealed in the body for one day every year, so that the ghosts can kill each other without fear. In this way, the accumulated evil spirits can be released, and they will continue to be used by the witches in the coming year. The day when the witches release the ghosts is the annual Festival of the Return of the Sun."

"What……"

After listening to the warrior's story, Ye Jie was stunned on the spot and could not come back to his senses for a long time.

Although I had long heard that evil ghosts would roam rampant on the Huanyang Festival and keep all living beings in the world in silence, the secret was still beyond Ye Jie's expectation. After a long time, it was clear that those evil ghosts were released by the witch herself. The purpose is to purify the evil spirits accumulated by ghosts.

"If the evil spirits on the Return of the Sun Festival were all released by witches, then why do the people here respect the witches so much? Shouldn't they be hostile to this matter?" Ye Jie couldn't help but ask.

The samurai simply replied: "The witches had no choice but to do this. Their souls are the source of their strength. Besides, if it weren't for the protection of the witches, ordinary people would have been killed by those ferocious monsters. Compared with this, it's still a shame." It’s nothing. As long as you make protective preparations in advance and put out corresponding talismans, tributes, or charms, there won’t be much danger.”

After a pause, the warrior smiled and said: "Speaking of which, I was naughty and playful when I was young. I didn't go home on the Huayang Festival and there was no one around. But I was quite frightened. I saw many ghosts appearing on the street. Shadow, then he had an idea, hid his head under his collar, pretended to be one of the ghosts, and really fooled me into it, and I was able to witness the night walk of a hundred ghosts with my own eyes..."

Ye Jie seemed to have thought of something and said: "Since a large part of the power of witches comes from the ghosts sealed in the body, isn't it their weakest moment when they release the soul-destroying Huanyang Festival?"

The samurai pondered for a while: "I haven't thought about this issue. Logically speaking, it should be... but with the Witch King sitting here, no one would dare to attack the shrine even if the Witch was weak that day."

Ye Jie didn't answer. It seemed that the master of Mo Luo Palace had chosen the day of the assassination to be on the day of the Return of the Yang Festival. He might have already planned all this.

Ye Jie changed the topic and said with emotion: "If every heart-corrupting soul is as powerful as you, I'm afraid even the demons will not be the opponent of those witches."

The warrior smiled. Ye Jie was clearly stronger than him. Being praised by this strong man also made him feel happy:

"Not all souls that corrode the heart are like me. The more powerful the soul, the longer it takes to complete the corroding of the heart. Sometimes, if there is really no soul left, the witch will seal those with weaker strength or even those who have not practiced for a few days. Ghost, the soul of a witch before me was punished and became a heart-corrupting soul. I heard that not long ago, the important spiritual veins used by the Witch Temple to corrode the heart were snatched away by other Yama Temples. It is really unreasonable!"

Ye Jie coughed dryly. The punished witch he was talking about was probably Bai Zaoyu, but Ye Jie didn't want to tell him that it was Ye Jie himself who took away the spiritual veins of the Witch Temple.

While the two were talking, Ina, who had left earlier, returned again and said to the snow girl: "The red hijab is ready, you can go see it."

The snow girl took a deep breath. When she heard the red hijab's name, her originally uneasy heart began to beat wildly, and she could not calm down for a long time.

The fear and worry in her heart made her purse her lips hard and her eyes were sad, as if she was about to lose something important.

Ye Jie saw something strange about her and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you want to see the red hijab? Why are you still hesitant when the opportunity comes?"

The snow girl sighed. Under her snow-white eyelashes, there was a pair of worried eyes: "I'm fine. I'm just a little scared when I think about what I'm about to lose..."

Ye Jie was a little helpless: "It's a pity that the red hijab doesn't accept yin virtue. If it accepts yin virtue, I can still help you to the end. Now you can only rely on you to find a way. Having said that, I don't know yet, what will happen to the red hijab? What to charge?”

The snow girl smiled miserably: "No amount of evil virtue can satisfy the red hijab. What it receives is the most precious memory in my heart, my love... According to legend, the red hijab is the wife of a certain incredible being. But on the wedding day, Hong Hijab's fiancée husband abandoned her, leaving her alone. After that, Hijab went crazy and eventually lived in the witch temple. She relied on collecting people's love threads and constantly devouring people's most precious memories to heal her. The sorrow in my heart.”

"Yeah……"

Ye Jie took a deep breath. It sounded like the red hijab was not a spirit, but more like an evil spirit full of resentment. Can she really help Xue Nu meet her husband who is far away? Why doesn't it sound reliable at all?

No matter what, the red hijab is Snow Girl's only hope. For this elusive hope, Snow Girl set out from Mount Paektu, followed everyone across the vast land, crossed the boundless East China Sea, and finally came to the red hijab. She said Don't want to give up anything.

"Don't be afraid, I will pay attention. If there is anything wrong, I won't let the red hijab hurt you." Ye Jie said slowly.

With Ye Jie's words, Xue Nu felt a lot more at ease. The tight string was now loosened, and she turned to say: "Thank you, you and Xia Wei are the best people I have ever met." People. I will never forget the help you gave me.”

"The best person..."

Hearing this, Ye Jie smiled helplessly. He didn't know what Xia Wei would think when she heard this. Rather than pursuing those boundless and impossible ideals of changing the world, it is more comforting to express gratitude to those who have been helped.

"I will accept your gratitude to Xia Wei for her first. If I see her again in the future... I will convey it to you." Ye Jie suppressed his smile and replied slowly.

Not far away, Inai was impatient with waiting, and urged the two of them: "Are you going yet? I have other work waiting to be done. Don't think I'm free, don't cause trouble to me!"

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Hearing this, Ye Jie was quite helpless. The enthusiasm in Inai was in line with the temperament of the best ghost, so he made a gesture of invitation to the snow girl beside him, indicating her to move forward first.

The snow girl also put aside her uneasiness and walked forward quickly. She soon came to a unique wing. When she opened the door, the scene inside the wing made her eyes tremble.

But inside the wing room, the candlelight was swaying, the light and shadow were dancing, the surroundings were filled with bright red candles, and there were rose-colored cloths everywhere. There was a bit of dignity and sanctity in the festive colors, making it look like a wedding scene.

In the center of the room, a figure with an unclear face sits kneeling. It is dressed in a red dress, sitting upright and meticulous. Its movements are full of seriousness, and every breath is cautious. It looks like a lady waiting for her lover to arrive. Her head is covered with a brightly colored veil. , a red hijab embroidered with gold thread.

"Is it the red hijab? It really lives up to its name."

Seeing the figure in the wing, Ye Jie's pupils trembled. Even with his perception, he couldn't tell the state of the red hijab, or whether it was a human or a ghost.

Snow Girl didn't think much of it. She came to Japan just to look for the red hijab, so she immediately imitated the red hijab's appearance and sat with it.

In the dimly lit room, two figures, one red and one white, sat opposite each other. Not only did it not feel as festive as a wedding, but it added a bit of indescribable weirdness. There was no laughter, no joy, just endless silence.

Inai reminded the snow girl: "Whoever you want to see, just say his name, and at the same time imagine his appearance in your mind, and imagine the memories of being with him."

The snow girl did as she was told. She closed her eyes, and her eyes rolled around under her thin eyelids. She recalled all the past events in her mind, including the beauty of flowers before and under the moon, and the boredom of quarreling and bickering. All kinds of memories were intertwined, and finally turned into a Her most precious love, she choked with sobs and said, "I want to see Evergreen."

"Take off his red hijab." Inai reminded again.

The snow girl trembled, remembering all the legends about the red hijab, and the longing in her heart could no longer be suppressed. She quickly stretched out her hand, reaching halfway, and her movements suddenly slowed down. The slowness contained as much care as possible, and she revealed the details bit by bit. Open the red hijab of the person sitting opposite you.

"Evergreen...is it really you?"

When the red cloth was taken off and she looked at the familiar face across from her, the snow girl choked with sobs, sadness took over her heart, and she burst into tears for a while.

Seeing this scene, even Ye Jie couldn't help but feel his scalp numb. When the red cloth covering his face was lifted, what appeared under the red hijab was a handsome man, and he was sitting on his belly. The palm in front of me also changed quietly. The back of the hand changed from smooth and tender like a woman, to quickly squirming and swelling, and turned into thick and rough like a man.

Ye Jie blinked hard. Not only his appearance, but also the aura of the red hijab, he could not feel anything at the beginning. He became exactly the same as the snow girl husband. His realm remained at the level of the second-level earthly immortal, which was the same as Ye Jie's original one. The feeling is worlds apart.

After the red hijab was taken off, Changqing was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at the bright red clothes on his body and the Snow Girl opposite him. He didn't understand what happened until the Snow Girl's sobs came to his ears. After coming back to his senses, he reached out and hugged her hard, murmuring:

"Xue Ling, I am here, is this all a dream? I was clearly being punished in the Soul-Eating Abyss just now... But even if it is a dream, it would be good if it could continue like this forever."

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Ye Jie was shocked. Now he finally understood how the red hijab found Xue Nu's husband.

I originally thought that there was some way for the red hijab to contact Shura under the Soul-Eating Abyss, but the result was completely beyond Ye Jie's expectation. As long as the red cloth covering the face was lifted, the snow girl achieved her wish.

"Is it just an illusion formed by memory, or... no, this is not an illusion..."

After careful observation, Ye Jie also had the answer in his heart, and was even more surprised by this. What appeared in front of the two of them was definitely not a disguised illusion, but the husband of the snow girl himself, the mountain god of Mount Paektu named Changqing.