Chapter 1 Soul Transit: Ferry Β-413
Chapter 1 Soul Transit: Ferry β-413
Seventy-three, eighty-four, the King of Hades didn't ask me to go.
Eighty-four-year-old Qingu is finally approaching the end of her life. With the complete dissipation of her body's life magnetic field, her soul naturally floats out of her body.
The moment her soul came out of her body, without the slightest obsession, she was directly isolated by the power of heaven to another dimension.
——The soul transit space of this interface.
A transition zone between the worlds of yin and yang.
Qingu looked back at the hazy way he came from, and the shadow of the world before he was born was still vaguely imprinted in the haze.
A large group of filial sons and grandchildren are crying and crying around her bed, as the camera gradually zooms out:
Luxurious single-family villas, industrial buildings with more than 100 floors, bridges, winding roads, schools, barren hills after greening...
All that was the result of her exhaustive efforts, and she has no regrets. Even if she had to do it again in her life, she didn't think she could do better. The point is, she is...tired now.
Watching everything that is familiar swish away like a flying shuttle.
It became more and more blurred in the sight, until it was completely filled with the chaotic Yin energy of this space and disappeared without a trace.
An elegant and indifferent smile appeared on the face of vicissitudes accumulated over the years, and the past disappeared with the smoke.
Souls around, or sighs;
Or looking at the direction of the previous life with nostalgia;
Or roll and roll on the ground and cry out unwillingly;
Or chasing the image that will eventually dissipate in the direction of the return of the soul, so the space extends infinitely forward with their running, extending...
All in vain!
Qingu turned around lightly, began to observe the environment she was in, and noticed the golden floating engraving on the dome: Ferry β-413.
With the gaze of the soul, the information about the β-413 soul ferry was transmitted to Qingu's consciousness.
——So, her current state is not a ghost, but a soul.
As far as the soul is concerned, if it walks the road to hell with this weak body like a wisp of green smoke, it is easy to be attacked by evil spirits along the way, and instantly annihilated in ashes.
The best option is to take the train directly to the underworld, and the train to the underworld runs every seven days.
"The train from Ferry β-413 to Station No. 3 of the Underworld is about to leave. Passengers who haven't boarded the train please get on the train as soon as possible..."
"The train from Ferry β-413 to Station No. 3 of the Underworld is about to leave. Passengers who haven't boarded the train please get on the train as soon as possible..."
"Beta-413..."
A broadcast sound without any emotional fluctuations came from the void, attracting Qingu's attention.
In a space where the wind was blowing and howling, a row of cars covered in white glow came quietly from the chaos, hovering in the air.
It turns out that this is the underworld train that guides souls.
However, Qingu learned from the information just now that this is not free.
Countless souls flew towards the train, some entered directly through the body, and some were blown out by the white light.
Qingu is not in a hurry to reincarnate, this train runs every seven days, so there is no time difference.
Besides, the current state of her soul makes her more calm because she is not bound by her body. She needs to be more familiar with and understand this strange thing.
After about an hour, the train started and disappeared into the chaos again without a sound.
The rest of the ferry are souls who are unwilling or unable to get on the train.
A group of souls floated in front of Qingu: "Just now I saw that you didn't get in the car, is it because you don't have enough soul stones? Why don't we take the Huangquan Road together"
"Yeah, everyone has a care for each other when they are together."
"Well, it can also save soul stones. The extra soul stones can buy a good fortune in the underworld. It's good to be a ghost and reincarnate."
Qingu glanced at the souls in front of him, there were many ghosts, at least dozens of them.
With a calm expression and a clear attitude, she said, "No, thank you."
The souls grumbled and left in resentment, to collect the next soul to enter their team.
After a while, another group of souls floated over: "...their group of people had already discussed it, and now they are looking for a substitute for the dead ghost, so let's come with us."
Although some souls have been dead for a long time, it is still customary to call them "people".
Qingu still said: "No, thank you."
"You, aren't you still waiting here for your descendants to summon your soul? Want to see them for the last time?" a soul asked, with a hint of disdain and contempt in his expression.
Before Qingu could reply, another old soul rushed to say: "Oh, I think you should just forget about it. How can there be any real concern in this world? For people like us who don't die, people want you to die sooner. Well, lest you drag them down..."
"Yeah, even if you really want to call back souls, you will always ask them when they will be promoted and get rich, and you must bless them"
"That's right, I despise you when I'm alive, and I don't feel safe when I die, so I want you to bless me..."
Because of this topic, the souls discussed a lot.
In the end, I still looked at Qingu: "...Eldest sister, let me tell you, it's useless to wait here, even if you wait here until you lose your wits, it's better to take advantage of the strength of your soul power now, Walking through this Huangquan Road..."
Qingu didn't argue, just said it again: "No, thank you."
"Hey, I said, why are you like this?"
"Oh, forget it, let her do whatever she wants."
...Qingu has already rejected dozens of souls who came to invite her to walk the road to Huangquan together.
They have their own calculations, but Qingu also has his own considerations.
Huangquan Road is extremely dangerous, yes, the more souls gathered together, the more chances of winning.
But this "chance of success" does not refer to each other's mutual support, but: when the evil spirits attack and hide among the many souls, the more people behind them, the greater the chance of winning naturally.
Everyone wants to be the "lucky guy" who can hide in the middle and let others take the place of the dead ghost. How can there be so much luck in the world?
Qingu's successful life is not based on the word "lucky".
Just as the underworld train over there left, an ethereal voice came from the void above the ferry:
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"Come to our Tiandao office, punching scumbags and trampling scumbags, accompanied by beautiful men and loyal dogs, will make you a real winner in life"