Chapter 875 Return to the Underworld

Chapter 875 Return to the Underworld

Walking on the familiar mountain road, looking at the street lights and bluestone steps, Li Yuan's figure seemed illusory and his expression was dazed.

Behind him, Gu Jian followed closely, tears streaming down his face. A little further away, You Shiwu was hanging behind, with difficulty in his steps, and was almost shocked by Anshan's auspicious fairy spirit and could not get close.

Originally, such a cross-regional matter must contact the local Netherworld Guide, but the Netherworld Guide in Anshan was Mo Qi, who had already turned into dust of light and perished.

The underworld is short of staff and currently has no time to assign people over. Fortunately, all the underworld immortals know the rules. Before the matter is resolved, the guides from the surrounding areas will take over for a period of time, and will be rewarded according to their work afterwards.

However, the Anshan area was too special, and the underworld immortals were also very secretive about Mo Qi's identity. In addition, there were few disasters or casualties here, so the souls of those who were born, died, sick, or died were directly led to the neighboring area by a underworld spell to find a guide themselves.

You Shiwu also had to do one less negotiation, saving a lot of trouble and explanations.

Previously, You Shiwu was so excited that he volunteered to lead Li Yuan back to Anshan to take a last look. But now, after walking along the way, the impulse has long gone. The troubles and consequences that may be caused by this matter make You Shiwu feel uneasy.

I just hope this big guy can fulfill his wish as soon as possible and go to the underworld with him soon.

Of course, he only dared to think about such words in his heart. If he dared to say it out loud, he would probably be beaten up by the City God in front of him.

Feeling that sad emotion, You Shiwu didn't dare to say anything. He obviously knew the importance of the name Li Yuan to Anshan.

However, beyond You Shiwu's expectations, Li Yuan's remaining soul did not disturb any living creature during its return to the mountain.

Gu Jian seemed to understand what Li Yuan meant by his instinct, and he concealed his figure on purpose so that the many creatures on Anshan would not be able to see him.

Now that the catastrophe has just dissipated, most living creatures are still unaware of it. Fortunately, An Shan and Anyue's main forces are outside the mountain, otherwise Gu Jian would not be able to hide even if he wanted to.

However, because of this, Li Yuan's remaining soul seemed more and more melancholy, and some familiar faces... were not seen.

He was in a dazed state at the moment, his memory was severely damaged, and he was supported only by vague instincts, as if he had to return to this place and see those important people and things again.

The mountain road was not long, but Li Yuan walked for a day and a night, looking back and stopping every moment.

Although his spiritual light was not obvious and he had lost his clear mind, there was a throbbing in the depths of his soul, as if it was vaguely telling him that his body was gone and his soul was annihilated. He might return to this place someday, but it might... have nothing to do with him anymore...

During this day and night, countless pure-hearted Anshan spirits felt an inexplicable sadness. They couldn't help crying, and at the same time, they seemed to be watched gently by someone, and gently stroked by an invisible hand, bringing blessings and gifts...

Mountains are the majestic ups and downs of the world, and the veins of heaven and earth that give rise to spiritual charm.

The return of the remaining soul of the mountain god has shrouded Anshan in continuous rain, as if the whole mountain was crying, using the rain from the sky to express its silent sadness.

The people who were worshipping in the mountain didn't care, they just sighed inexplicably, feeling empty in their hearts. The mountain temple didn't seem to have the clear and spiritual light of the past. I don't know if it was an illusion...

Then, with a chaotic and complicated thought, I hurried down the mountain in the drizzle.

The continuous drizzle accompanied Li Yuan's return and lasted for a whole day and night without stopping for a moment.

The people living at the foot of the mountain were a little confused. Anshan, which was filled with fairy light, was always like spring all year round, and the occasional clouds and rain were always accompanied by a peaceful atmosphere. Why was the rain so long this time, and seemed... especially gloomy?

Li Yuan stayed for an exceptionally long time at the cemetery at the foot of the mountain, the bluestone area on the mountainside, and the vast plain on the top of the mountain, often standing there for a long time, lost in thought.

The cemetery was peaceful as usual with the breeze blowing; the big bluestone conveyed an emotion of sadness and reluctance, and it turned into a shadow and bowed in tears to say goodbye; the old Bodhi tree kept shaking, and its clear light was mixed with sadness.

Li Yuan finally sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the world below for a long time.

It was not until the Bodhi tree connected with Zhuge Laodeng's mind and the incarnation of the honest old man hurried back that Li Yuan suddenly laughed.

"When people see me, they are left with sadness. It is better to go back as soon as possible, why bother to linger and make others sad."

He stood up, his illusory figure gently stroked the green leaves of the Bodhi tree, and walked step by step towards You Shiwu who was waiting halfway up the mountain.

With his current status, if he wanted to stay in the human world, the underworld would be helpless. He was afraid of seeing this again, seeing his relatives and friends crying and sad, and the ripples in his heart would be hard to eliminate, so he would be reluctant to reincarnate...

"It's time to go... Death is the only way for the soul to return to the netherworld."

A flash of clarity flashed across Li Yuan's eyes. He stood with his hands behind his back. Without the need for divine light to set off his gaze, a sense of detachment naturally emerged from his eyes, as if he had become the center of heaven and earth.

You Shiwu was extremely terrified and quickly bowed, saying, "I am the one who has disturbed your eyes, sir. I hope you will forgive me."

Gu Jian, who was standing by, was wearing a black robe with gold threads, and looked reluctant: "Master Li Yuan..."

After a day and a night of waiting, he gradually digested the fact of Li Yuan's death, but he was still sad in his heart and couldn't imagine the scene in Anshan after losing Li Yuan.

"As the first City God in this world, your every word and action has far-reaching influence. Do good things and remember your original intention."

"If you have any difficulties, please report to the Earth Mother. The position of City God is of great importance, and the Netherworld will surely help."

Li Yuan raised his imaginary arm and gently patted Gu Jian's shoulder. His smile was warm, like the spring flowers in March, touching people's hearts.

"Also...after I'm gone, please take care of the people in Anshan, as well as those relatives and friends, so that they can live happily and stick to Anshan's ideals..."

Hearing these words, Gu Jian couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat, and his mighty and majestic body trembled continuously.

Lord Li Yuan... the mountain god of the people of Anyue! You fought and died tragically with all your might, but why are you still so gentle and kind? We feel so guilty and can't help but sigh and cry for you!

There is only a remnant soul left, about to go to the underworld, but he is still worried about us?

It took Gu Jian a long time to calm down his turbulent emotions, but when he looked up, Li Yuan was nowhere to be seen, and You Shiwu had naturally left as well.

Only the smell of the vagina slowly closing still lingered in the mountain, but it soon disappeared without a trace.

The forest swayed gently in the drizzle and cold wind; the branches and leaves collided and rustled, as if waving goodbye silently and with tears in their eyes.

The emerald green bamboo forest stands in the mountain, and the fallen leaves dancing in the wind are particularly dazzling.

The City God Gu Jian stood silently in the drizzle, dispelling his magic and letting the misty rain fall on him. He looked a little lonely, with an expression of indescribable complexity and sadness.

He stretched out his hand, caught the falling raindrops in his palm, looked up and sighed for a long time.

"The mountains are crying, the sky is crying... just like all living beings..."

In the distance, a gray-haired figure hurried back, tears streaming down his face, followed by many familiar and anxious-looking relatives and friends.

Some people even lost control of their emotions, causing their breathing to become disordered and they fell heavily to the ground. However, they did not dare to stop for a moment and ran as fast as they could using their hands and feet.

All of them had red eyes, unable to hide their sadness, but the figure they had tried their best to rush back to see had already passed away.

"Ugh......"

"You don't want to see this scene. Are you too cruel or too soft-hearted?"

Gu Jian sighed again.