Chapter 222 The Nail Householders Waiting to Die

Ajian: "It should be that someone opened the gate of Hades, which caused the rules of this city to change. Everyone can become a ghost after death. These ghosts are increasing, just like raising poisonous insects."

Ye Tingbai: "I have always been curious. Does the soul really exist?"

"It depends on the situation and the belief. Ordinary people and non-believers disappear after death, but in some special environments, non-believers can also give birth to souls."

In fact, it is not new that gods have an impact on the rules of the world. The closest thing to him is the mechanization of the deep sea. In the deep sea, many substances will get rid of physical limitations and turn into various mechanical creations.

Then this local god can also have similar rules, that is, people will become ghosts after death, which is not difficult to understand.

Ye Tingbai sat back in his car and called Xie Cai. Xie Cai behaved very normally. He seemed to have no idea what happened in Yangcheng. He just asked a few more questions and told Ye Tingbai roughly what happened here.

Mingchuan City is a small city with a population of only about one million. The main livelihood is various agricultural products, so this city is considered to be sparsely populated. In fact, ghosts have happened in Mingchuan for a long time, and they have even become accustomed to it.

Mingchuan was originally a big city, but one day about eight years ago, ghosts appeared in this city for the first time. Many judges were helpless against such things. They were not physical things at all.

So the Order began to deploy judges with special talents around the world to kill ghosts in this city, but they later found that there was no end to this. There were dozens of judges, but the number of ghosts was increasing by hundreds every day.

The only thing that made people feel at ease was that these ghosts could not leave Mingchuan. Even some captured ghosts would automatically dissipate after being taken away from Mingchuan. This phenomenon made the world government helpless. The most important thing was that you couldn't tell which of these ghosts had malicious intent and which didn't. When they showed malicious intent, it was too late to deploy judges.

So the World Government made a decision to gradually abandon the plan, gradually transfer the population, help ordinary people to migrate their household registration and settle in other cities. Mingchuan used to have a population of tens of millions. After years of efforts by the World Government, most of the people were finally moved out.

But two years ago, this abandoned plan was hindered. Many people who stayed did not want to leave because of many reasons, which were different for everyone. Even after the government launched the relocation compensation plan, these people still did not want to leave.

Because many people stayed here because there were ghosts here and they could see their deceased family members. If they left Mingchuan, these ghosts would disappear.

This abandoned plan was unprecedentedly hindered. In two years, the population here remained almost unchanged.

Ye Tingbai couldn't help but complain: "They don't leave like this. Aren't these people afraid of death?"

Ajian followed up with a particularly meaningful sentence.

"Sometimes, what is more terrible than death is loss, and here, death means another kind of rebirth."

Ye Tingbai thought about it and it was true. Turning into a ghost after death might be a kind of comfort. Humans are amazing. They are very afraid of ghosts and gods, but they hope that they exist in their hearts. Many people do not worship gods when they are young, but when they are old, they begin to believe in Buddhism, chant scriptures, and go to church to pray.

This only expresses their good wishes from the side. They do not want to disappear completely after death, but hope that there is another world waiting for them. This is a kind of sustenance, sustenance on another thing, so that their lives can continue in another way.

Humans are a species with a strong purpose. They pay attention to a purpose in doing many things. Whether they believe in Buddhism or religion, they selflessly give, have good intentions, do good deeds, and fill in incense money. What is the purpose?

It's very simple. In order to get better treatment in the world of their fantasy and faith after death, going to heaven and ascending to paradise are their purposes.

Of course, it does not exclude some people who are really devout believers without mixing other things, but such people are really very few, so few that they almost do not exist.

Ye Tingbai: "Then let's go, let's go into the city and take a look."

Ajian's face became much better, and he no longer worried about the bombing of the hotel. His stupid son went back to look after the hotel, and he got into Ye Tingbai's car.

Ajian: "It seems that you have a high status in the government."

Ye Tingbai always felt that Ajian was a little funny, and couldn't help laughing: "You have a good eye, you can see this."

"I have been gathering the dead souls here these days, and I have been troubled by the government. You can take me in so confidently, it must be not simple."

"Do you know other gods?"

Ajian sighed.

"I knew a lot before, but few of them can survive until now."

Ye Tingbai: "Why?"

"Because many people are clearing us out, I don't have much combat ability, but because I am separated from the Yin and Yang, those people can't target me, so I can survive until now."

Ye Tingbai felt quite sympathetic to him. Humans hunted the gods, and the deep sea asked Ye Tingbai to hunt the apostles of C'Thun for the same reason, both of them were afraid of the resurrection of the gods.

But if the skin is gone, where will the hair be attached? If the local gods become extinct and the dreamland is broken, humans will become extinct first. Such hunting is obviously not a rational behavior.

After Ye Tingbai returned to the highway exit, he was stopped by someone. After some negotiations, he was successfully released. Now these people stopped here not to seal the city, but to prevent outsiders from entering, because in the past few months, the ghosts in Mingchuan have become more numerous and fierce. The government has cut off all supplies here except for the necessary living supplies.

The only food is rice and noodles, and all fresh vegetables are out of supply. They hope to use this method to force those who are still in the city to leave Mingchuan, but the effect is very small. These remaining people are almost nail households.

Ye Tingbai rode a motorcycle into the city. After getting off the highway, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. It was just when the sun was rising. At this time, he still saw a lot of "ghosts" on the roadside.

"Are these ghosts? They don't look much different from humans."

Ajian: "Humans are yang and ghosts are yin, how can there be no difference?"

At this time, a beggar-like uncle on the roadside found that Ye Tingbai was looking at him, and ran up excitedly, his figure was erratic, and he almost put his dirty face on Ye Tingbai's nose and asked excitedly.

"Can you see me? Can you see me? Give me some food!"

Ye Tingbai slapped the beggar, and he flew up without landing, and turned into ashes in mid-air. Other ghosts seemed to notice this side, and the whole street was quiet in an instant. The street that was bustling a second ago was empty the next second.

Ajian got out of the car and looked up at the sky.

"It's getting worse and worse. The sun can't break the yin energy. Ghosts can appear freely in the daytime. This place is much worse than I thought."