Chapter 583: 583
Chapter 583: Reality (1)
Qin Qiu: “???”
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Did Ye Yuxuan pull a muscle in his face? What’s up with his expression?
Did he get a facial expression tic disease after being facially paralyzed for too long?
Qin Qiu asked cautiously: “You, have you recently become religious?”
Now he was bringing up souls . Would the next sentence be about God creating the world?
Ye Yuxuan quietly lowered his head, but his pitch-black eyes stared darkly at the hospital .
“I know her name . ”
For a moment, Qin Qiu didn’t respond . “Who?”
Ye Yuxuan quietly mumbled over and over, “Weiwei, Bai Weiwei…”
These words, in his faintly murmuring lips, carried a few traces of deep and persistent affection .
“I saw it, on the Sansheng stone . Her name was clearly written on it . ”
Ji Yongchuan and Bai Weiwei’s names covered the entire Sansheng stone, densely packed together .
All written by the man in the dream . Using his finger, stroke by stroke .
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The words were messy and chaotic, full of crazed grief .
Blood-red mist filled the air . Cold and gloomy ghost qi wrapped around the entire Naihe Bridge .
The spirits trembled in fear as they crossed the bridge .
Bloody strokes filled the entire ash-grey face of the Sansheng stone .
Over the years, the stone had turned almost bloody brown .
Meng Po measured the amount of the Meng Po soup with a ladle . “There’s not enough again . All of you line up . ”
These words made all the spirits waiting in line indignant and resentful .
But Meng Po’s words rendered them all silent .
“All the Meng Po soup was taken away by the ghost king . This old lady has no choice but to cook day and night . ”
A new ghost was puzzled: “What does the ghost king need so much Meng Po soup for?”
Meng Po raised her old eyes to look towards the Wangchuan River . “They all say that if you don’t reincarnate1, if you aren’t reborn2 and soak in the Wangchuan River for a thousand years, you can exchange infatuation for a lifetime of love3 . ”
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In the center of the blood-colored river stood a tall and noble figure .
The blood-red robe swayed with the flow of the river .
Meng Po looked away . “But who can endure the torment of the Wangchuan River for a thousand years?”
So he could only drink Meng Po soup again and again .
Just to forget that woman for a second, to get a moment of peace .
“Xiao gege…”
In the river, she reached out for his hand, her smiling expression radiant and lovely . .
Ji Yongchuan foolishly reached out, but when he touched the surface of the ice-cold river, her face shattered, only leaving behind fragments of her body .
He stared blankly . Intense pain wracked his entire body as his bones were tormented by the water of the Wangchuan River .
The river water was like a mirror projector .
Continuously showing him the best parts of her .
And again and again, in the cruelest way, shattering before his eyes .
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Ji Yongchuan didn’t know how many years he had stayed in the Wangchuan River . He had killed every last ghost that had devoured her that year .
To this day, the rivers of hell ran red .
Then he used all the bones in hell, the resentment accumulated by all the spirits, and the most terrible summoning methods . None could call back the soul he sought .
Later, he kept trying out all kinds of methods .
She couldn’t be found .
That shouldn’t be .
He hadn’t devoured her soul that year . He could become the ghost king because he had absorbed enough ghost qi .
That meant that her soul hadn’t been scattered . Her soul should still exist .
He hadn’t seen her be reborn, cross the Naihe Bridge, or drink Meng Po soup .
He constantly searched for her among the reincarnated people through the mirror of the human world .
He constantly searched among the new ghosts for that familiar figure .
He had been disappointed far too many times, and he had lost all hope .
Ji Yongchuan chose the most hopeless path .
Just like those useless ghosts, continuously soaking in the Wangchuan River .
He had heard that if he stayed for a thousand years, he could obtain a lifetime of fated love .
Even a hundred years was fine . If they could be together, he could soak in the river for ten thousand years .
1: 转世: turn/shift/circle + world/life . = reincarnation or transmigration . This term doesn’t have a connection/affiliation to any single religion↩
2: 投胎: throw/to cast + fetus/birth . Both this and the other word refer to reincarnation, but this word seems to refer specifically to reincarnation as the soul leaving the body after death and finding a new vessel (in other words, a fetus in the womb) . It’s also more specifically a Buddhist term, as compared to 转世 (footnote 1) . Originally comes from Dream of the Red Chamber↩
3: 痴情: infatuation or lovesickness . Based on the different suggestions I’m getting, it seems to have a more negative connotation, or an implication of an emotion that isn’t reciprocated or doesn’t come to fruition . 情缘: predestined love/love affinity . ↩
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