SFS Chapter 592 [Domain·2nd Gate] Yin-Yang Path (4)
Chapter 592 [Domain·2nd Gate] Yin-Yang Path (4)
The paper sedan chair has stopped!
The moment it hit the ground, the entire paper sedan chair swayed violently twice, and everyone held their breath for a second.
No one had time to react; it all happened so fast!
Without the monotonous sound of horses' hooves, the surroundings suddenly became as quiet as a tomb.
Only a breeze, seemingly from nowhere, rustled softly through the white curtain on the sedan door...
Feng Yao grabbed Wu Hui's hand tightly. Wu Hui couldn't see anything, only felt a chill down her back, and her fear was stronger than that of the others.
Why did the sedan chair stop?
Has something strange happened to the paper figure?
This idea wasn't just on Feng Yao's mind; Wu Hui immediately turned her head, and the silhouette of the paper figure in front of her could be faintly seen through the curtain.
He remained seated upright on the two paper horses, motionless.
Now, whether it's paper horses, paper figures, or paper sedan chairs, they all seem like the most ordinary sacrificial props, lifeless and dull.
But as soon as she turned her head back, Wu Hui's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran straight to the top of her head!
It was even darker inside the sedan chair than before.
But the sedan chair had already stopped, and its position hadn't changed, which caused the light to dim...
It was because each ghost was so close that it seemed to be glued to the paper sedan chair, with its head bowed, looking down at the four people inside through a thin sheet of paper.
Their movements were synchronized with the sedan chair; when the sedan chair moved, they moved too; when the sedan chair stopped, they stopped as well.
In such an insecure environment, no one dared to move, and everyone was extremely tense.
But a few minutes passed...
The sedan chair still showed no sign of moving forward.
The same applies to the ghosts outside.
Wu Hui's wildly beating heart gradually calmed down, and she cautiously looked around.
She wasn't the first to do this; Chen Ji was already observing the paper horses ahead.
Ghosts stood on the paper walls on the left, right, and back of the sedan chair, but not at the front, where the sedan door connected to the paper horse.
This was barely a good thing, because the sedan chair didn't have a door at all, only a curtain as thin as a cicada's wing, which could be lifted with a single pull.
After a brief observation, Wu Hui immediately looked away; she had already gathered enough information.
There were about six or seven ghosts outside the sedan chair, some male, some female, some old, and some young.
Judging from their figures, they weren't any of the people they had encountered before, or any ghosts... meaning this was a new one.
But why are new ghosts appearing, ghosts unrelated to the curse?
Furthermore, the selection of objects appears to be very random...
"We have entered the underworld."
Suddenly, Chen Ji's voice rang out in her ear.
These words immediately made Wu Hui's heart tighten, coinciding with the guess she least wanted to admit.
She also suspected that the paper sedan chair had left the real world!
In other words, if they are in the underworld now, then all the ghosts appearing here are, like Huang Yue before, people who died in reality.
If we reason backwards...
Will all the people who die in Nijūmon and Taihei City appear in this world and become ghosts?
A huge number suddenly weighed on Wu Hui's heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. If it were true, it would be the domain with the most ghosts that she—no, all those who entered the domain—had ever experienced!
Realizing this, the originally eerie paper sedan chair has now become a kind of sanctuary.
I just don't know how long it can last...
"...Then why are we stopped here?" Feng Yao suddenly asked softly, her voice slightly hoarse.
Chen Ji turned to look at her and thought for a moment.
A few seconds later, he stared at the cloth covering Feng Yao's eyes and said slowly, "It might be related to the ghosts outside."
“The ghost appeared first and followed us, and then the paper sedan chair stopped,” Chen Ji said. “The paper sedan chair was stopped by the ghost.”
“We weren’t the first group to enter the underworld,” Phil added. “The paper horse took the two children and they went straight in without being stopped by any ghosts.”
Twins... Wu Hui was taken aback.
When Chen Ji and his companion went to Ma Zhao's house for the second time, she was still trapped with the Ghost Mother.
However, Wu Hui had already learned from Feng Yao that, just as Chen Ji had said, the twins had already entered the underworld.
“So this isn’t the normal procedure.” Chen Ji paused. “The question is, why would a ghost stop us?”
The answer is clearly not as simple as them being entrants to the realm. The curse of this gate is cruelly applied equally to ordinary people and entrants to the realm.
No one answered his question.
In silence, Wu Hui lowered her head and quietly held the incense burner.
On the other side, Feng Yao's palms were slightly cold, but covered in sweat.
Chen Ji, Fei'er, and the twins were all cursed by the paper dolls. Since the twins were fine, they shouldn't have any problems either.
Wu Hui's incense burner had already been used to fulfill her vow.
Based on Chen Ji's deduction, after eliminating all other possible factors, the only possible reason for the ghost blocking the way is...
It's Feng Yao herself.
To be precise, it's her ghost eyes!
But why? Is it because of the ghost on Zhou Liang? That's right, it was the ghost that bewitched Zhou Liang to search for the source of the curse, so in the end, all the curses are related to that ghost!
Whether it's paper figures, ghost eyes, mourning clothes, or incense burners, they all eventually end up in the underworld.
So, is that ghost... here too?
Thinking of this, Feng Yao felt a chill run down her spine, as if she had returned to Zhou Liang's body and was being stared at by a venomous gaze.
It was as if, at any moment, a malicious voice would echo in her mind:
"Feng Yao... what are you looking at?"
Swish.....
Her heart was pounding faster and faster uncontrollably, almost leaping out of her throat, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably!
"Feng Yao? Feng Yao!"
Wu Hui's alert voice immediately reached her mind, and the others simultaneously realized that something was wrong with Feng Yao!
The feeling of being watched slowly dissipated, but the fear in Feng Yao's heart grew stronger and stronger uncontrollably.
No, why is she so scared?
Uh-huh...
Feng Yao's teeth were chattering, but a part of her mind clearly realized that her fear was baseless and extremely bizarre.
It's a state where, when facing death, the whole body stiffens, as if being forcibly controlled.
That's when.
Something suddenly touched her neck lightly.
Swish.
That's a finger.
A cold finger made Feng Yao's blood vessels almost freeze.
She can't see anything, and she knows nothing.
But Feng Yao still realized one thing:
The sedan chair was enclosed.
Behind her was the paper wall of the sedan chair.
Where did the fingers come from?
besides.....
Why is there a slight breeze blowing from behind her?