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After crossing the Mercury Pool, we did not see any sign of Lime. Walking down the spacious corridor, the Terracotta Warriors on both sides stood motionless, exuding an imposing and solemn aura. It reminded me that we had almost stolen the priceless treasures from the Crystal Coffin right under their noses! I wondered if they would really not move at all.
Lost in thought, I was suddenly pulled back by Xianxian, who asked me, "Fengfeng, where are you going?"
"Where else could I go? Of course, I'm going back to find Lime," I replied casually.
Xianxian shook her finger and said, "It's impossible to return the same way. He wouldn't overlook something so obvious."
"But he..." I was about to say that he had clearly run this way when Xianxian grabbed my arm and said as we walked, "I know where he is." She pointed toward the Crystal Coffin.
I looked over, but Lime was not there. Just as I was about to question Xianxian's sanity, I suddenly caught a glimpse of black amidst the sea of red. The red must have been from the vast expanse of Red Spider Lilies, but that black figure—upon closer inspection—was indeed Lime! His movements were too quick; I hadn't even noticed when he had already dashed to the other side!
"Where are you going?" I asked as Xianxian headed left without any intention of crossing the Mercury Pool.
Without looking back, Xianxian said, "I think it’s safer for us to go around." I wanted to ask why since taking a detour would waste more time, but then Xianxian cheekily added, "Because Lime Brother hasn't flown over!"
"Alright then." After glancing at the clear and transparent Mercury Pool, I abandoned my plan to 'fly' across. If neither Lime nor Xianxian intended to fly over again, what was the point? If something went wrong and I fell in, it would be a huge loss!
The Mercury Pool was large. To save time, Xianxian and I ran along its edge. After making a half-circle, I finally got a close look at the enchanting and beautiful Other Shore Flower—Lycoris.
The flower stalks were about 30-60 centimeters long, with 4-6 flowers arranged in an umbrella shape at the top. The petals were lanceolate and curled backward with wavy edges; the floral tube was extremely short. The stamens and style protruded prominently, and the flowers were relatively small with a circumference of over 6 centimeters.
When in bloom, the leaves were nowhere to be seen; when the leaves appeared, there were no flowers visible. The flowers and leaves never met; they existed in their own realms. Before me lay an endless expanse of red—dazzling red. It is said that these flowers often grow in crevices of rocks or on gravesides, known as "flowers on the road to the underworld." I never expected to find so many growing so deep underground.
Endless love...
A harbinger of death...
The Summoning of Hell...
I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine. In the blink of an eye, I saw Lime sitting on the ground facing Lycoris, one hand resting on his knee, propping up his chin. He sat there quietly like a statue, motionless, gazing peacefully at the beautiful scenery before him. The scene was so picturesque that it felt wrong to disturb it.
"What is he thinking?" I asked Xianxian softly. This really didn't seem like Lime; we had been here for a while, and he still hadn't noticed us.
"How would I know?" Xianxian replied, then mischievously nudged me and said, "He can't be thinking about women, can he!? Hmm~"
Thinking about women!? No way! Would Lime actually think about women? I found it hard to believe. Deep down, I had automatically categorized Lime as someone with a clear and detached demeanor, devoid of desires. Don't blame me for my wild thoughts; after all, Lime always appeared calm and distant. It was really difficult for me to imagine him in an intimate situation with a woman...
I looked closely again; there was no expression on Lime's face. His eyes were lightly gazing ahead, the vivid crimson reflecting in his gaze diluted his calmness and added an air of coldness. He seemed to be contemplating or reminiscing about something, a faint sadness enveloping him, making his silhouette appear even lonelier.
At that moment, Lime moved. He turned his head back to glance at us and quickly stood up as if nothing had happened, saying, "Let's look for another way out. Let's go."
Hearing his deep voice, I nodded involuntarily and followed him slowly.
"The Dead can be collected by the Soul-Collecting Ghost Ring, right? If they are truly collected, what will happen to those spirits?" I asked lightly, thinking about Dabao who was suffering somewhere. If I just left him behind like this, would he hate me even more? I... I promised to bring him along to help him, but now I hadn't helped at all.
"I think they would go to where they are supposed to go," Xianxian replied.
Where they are supposed to go? "Is it hell?" I asked.
"Yes." Xianxian tossed the Gas Mask into my arms and chuckled lightly, "Since the item collection is real, I believe the Soul-Collecting Ghost Ring must also be real. However, regarding The Dead, I personally think its main function is still for collecting spirits. As for the specific functions, you should understand them better than we do!"
"Yeah." I nodded. Actually, I knew; I could already sense the cold, evil, bloody stench emanating from The Dead. If I listened closely enough, I could even hear the wails from hell—a heart-wrenching pain and fear! I didn't dare to listen too deeply or feel too intensely; I was afraid my mind wouldn't be strong enough. Call me cowardly if you will; I didn't want to experience the evil aura from hell. Although I couldn't see hell itself, I knew there was an invisible Hell's Gate connecting somewhere... slightly ajar...
In contrast to the evil aura of hell was the place with twelve strange statues; the atmosphere there was pure and serene. There wasn't a hint of breeze—like a world that had died...
Regardless of everything, The Dead exuded an eerie aura everywhere.
"I am leaving..." Suddenly, a melancholic voice echoed in my mind.
My footsteps paused, and I felt momentarily dazed as the sorrowful voice continued, "I saw... Hell's Gate, Little Phoenix. Did you bring this to completely get rid of me?"
"No!" I denied under Consciousness.
"What do you mean 'no'?" Xianxian looked at me in confusion, and even Lime stopped to glance at me.
I awkwardly smiled and quickly said, "It's nothing, nothing."
You're not dead, are you? I hurriedly asked.
"You’re the one who’s dead!" A delicate face suddenly appeared before me, looking displeased as it pointed at me and coldly snorted, "As expected, you really want to send me away. You say I've helped you so much, and now you've gotten capable, huh? Hmm?"
"No, no, no! How could I dare? Who are you?"
I wiped the cold sweat from my brow. After the initial shock of the "madman" appearing suddenly wore off, I felt a surge of joy. Although I still felt we weren't quite on the same wavelength, I sensed my soul had become whole again.
"By the way, you just said something about leaving. Are you going to hell?" Could bringing The Dead affect him? Would he drop dead as soon as he appeared? I thought anxiously but suddenly heard him say in a mocking tone, "Fool! I was just kidding; did you really take that seriously?"
"Damn it! Why did you take so long to speak?" I should have expected this; if this madman didn’t tease me for a day, he would definitely be very unhappy! What a sin! What kind of karma did I create in my past life to end up with two personalities in this one!
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