Zhao Wujiang's ears moved slightly and he heard a slight noise coming from the carriage.
Two men and one woman.
One man's voice was full of energy, and the other man's tone was modest, with a hint of depression.
The woman is a young girl with a soft and sweet voice.
The carriage drove through the city gate.
"Little brother, have you ever encountered many difficulties when traveling alone?" The middle-aged man smiled mellowly.
Zhao Wujiang scratched his head, smiling gently with a hint of long-lost stupidity:
"There are still a lot of them, but they are generally fine. If you can solve them, you will solve them. If you can't solve them, you will run away."
He didn't feel any murderous intent in the middle-aged man, nor did he notice any move that was detrimental to him.
But the middle-aged man's questions were very particular.
It seemed like a casual chat, but it was actually testing his strength.
If he is extremely strong, he will naturally not encounter any difficulties; if he is weak, he will naturally encounter difficulties everywhere.
The man nodded and said with emotion:
"It's the same as when I was traveling alone. There are always difficulties. If you want to solve them, you never have to be exhausted."
After the carriage entered Youdu, it passed through a street paved with bluestones. There were various restaurants and shops beside the street, just like a mortal city.
But no lights were on in either restaurants or shops.
It was hazy in the dark night, coupled with the dense fog, it was extremely strange.
Suddenly, Zhao Wujiang saw figures appearing on both sides of the street.
These figures are dressed in various costumes, and most of them have numb expressions.
Some people look pale.
Some are not human at all but have the characteristics of demons, or have multiple tails, or have sharp horns on their foreheads.
Some people's eye sockets were hollow and dark, with deep red and black blood constantly flowing out.
There are even people with rosy looks, no different from ordinary people, but they move stiffly, like zombies.
"These are ghosts." The middle-aged man said solemnly:
“In Youdu, ghosts become visible to the naked eye.
These ghosts will "come back to life" in another hour at most. By then, hundreds of ghosts will walk at night, and Youdu will become a ghost capital. "
"Thank you for the explanation, brother. This is my first time in Youdu." Zhao Wujiang scratched his head.
The middle-aged man smiled:
"Brother, I come to Youdu often.
I have seen too many of these ghosts. There are countless hateful people and countless pitiable people among them. They all stay in this quiet city.
If it weren't for Master Meng Po, this place would have become the death place for the entire Lingxi Continent. Not to mention the Venerable, even the Supreme would not dare to step here. "
"Meng Po?" Zhao Wujiang was confused:
"Are they the Ghost Emperor's subordinates?"
The middle-aged man shook his head:
"The Ghost Emperor is Po Meng.
But some people respectfully call him Lord Ghost King, and some people call him Lord Meng Po.
Brother, I have never been lucky enough to see Lady Meng in my travels to this quiet capital. "
"May I ask what my identity is?" Zhao Wujiang clasped his fists and captured the details. This middle-aged man was coming and going in Youdu.
"Brother, I'm just a bodyguard." The middle-aged man said in a faint tone.
"Escort some living people or ghosts into and out of this quiet city."
Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, a bodyguard? How come this description doesn't sound like a bodyguard at all, but more like a ghost?
"Brother, during this trip, did you also kill a living person?" Zhao Wujiang scratched his head and his tone was natural.
"Yes, he is still an infatuated person. I only accepted two hundred spiritual stones from him, not more." The middle-aged man sighed:
"He wants to find his late wife, but there are so many ghosts in the city, how can it be so easy to find her?
I heard that Master Meng Po also built this Youdu in order to find the soul of an old friend.
But Master Meng Po has never found the spirit of her old friend for thousands of years.
How can ordinary people do it? "
"Sincerity leads to gold and stone," Zhao Wujiang said with a gentle smile.
"The depth of obsession can move people but also trap them." The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed:
"It is said that Youdu is full of ghosts, but there is still a man in Youdu who has the obsession to travel thousands of miles to succeed.
What's more, ghosts are obsessions. "
