I'm not a drama god

Chu Muyun was silent for a long time:

"Is there no way... to find a specific soul?"

"If I must say, there is." Sun Bumian replied slowly, "Behind the Temple of the Dead, which carries the foundation of the Ghost Path, there is an ancient well... The ancient well can make certain souls appear through the entanglement of cause and effect, and communicate through the ancient well."

"...Is it just a conversation?"

"?"

Sun Bumian looked at Chu Muyun suspiciously, "What else do you want to do? The ancient well only establishes a connection with the soul, just like making a phone call... Only those in the Styx are the real souls."

Chu Muyun shook his head and said no more, but fell into deep thought...

"Strange, why does it look like a city in front?" Jian Changsheng suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked ahead, and saw the continuous and dark outline of the city standing silently around the magnificent Styx River... With the help of the faint light scattered by the Styx River, everyone could barely make out the scene of the city.

It is not "one" city, but more like a mixture of cities from different eras, from primitive tribes, to ancient city towers, to modern dilapidated Western-style buildings, and then to modern high-rise residential areas. Buildings from different eras are connected and stretched out to each other. Rather than being a city, it is more like a "cemetery" for the burial of ghosts in the River Styx.

“It’s a ghost town.”

"Different regions of the Styx correspond to the dead from different eras. The further upstream you go, the older the time period. The memories of the ghosts within the Styx intertwine, materializing the places they once knew best... These memories are reflected on both sides of the Styx, forming this ghost town."

"Occasionally, ghosts that fell from the River Styx will appear in the ghost town and wander around the places that impressed them the most. Don't disturb them."

"What will happen if we disturb them?" Jian Changsheng asked in disbelief.

“…something very bad is going to happen.”

Sun Bumian felt like a tour guide, carrying a small flag. Every time he arrived at a place, he had to explain the scenic spots and historical background to the group of tourists on the "sunset tour group".

If those sticky guys from Guidao Guzang saw this, they would probably be defeated again.

……

The moment Chen Ling and others stepped into the ghost town,

Deep in the ghost town, in a dead and dusty house.

Numerous extinguished torches were scattered around the courtyard in a disorderly manner. A handful of snow was quietly piled on the wasteland in front of the door. Faint music, a woman's coquettish voice and a man's laughter could be heard from the empty void, as if the resentful spirits that once existed here were partying.

suddenly,

A dusty silver coin seemed to be pushed by fate, being pushed off the small stage in the center of the courtyard and falling crisply to the ground.

jingle——

It bounced lightly over the threshold and rolled down the blood-stained steps...

A cold wind blew from nowhere, blowing through the gate of the house. A cracked wooden sign was hung on the wall, with three large characters "Ma Family House" written in a casual manner.

The dusty silver coins bounced out of the house and rolled slowly in a certain direction along the twisted and strange streets.

On the side of the street,

A road sign stood silently:

【Bingquan Street】.

……

"……Um?"

Chen Ling, who was walking through the streets of the ghost town, suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction.

"What's wrong?" Jian Changsheng asked with some confusion when he saw Chen Ling stunned.

"Nothing, I just suddenly had this... strange feeling." Chen Ling glanced at the nothingness beside him, "I have a feeling that something bad is about to happen."

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“???” Jian Changsheng’s expression suddenly changed.

Jian Changsheng trusted Chen Ling's "intuition" too much. Every time Chen Ling said something like this before, something bad would happen.

"Everyone, be careful." Sun Bumian was also nervous. "If living people walk in the world of the dead, they will attract the hostility of the 'ghost path'... It should have set its sights on us."

"Ghost Way? What is that?"

"There is destiny in the world of the living, and there are laws of the ghosts in the underworld. The so-called 'ghost way' can be understood as the will of the ancient ghost treasure. Although it does not have true spiritual intelligence, it is here, and it is the master of destiny, truly omnipotent." Sun Bumian paused for a moment.

"Although it won't attack us directly, it will trigger 'cause and effect'. The longer we stay in the Ghost Path Ancient Treasure, the stronger its hostility towards us will become."

"cause and effect?"

Jian Changsheng raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean? Is it amazing?"

……

jingle——

Coins rolled along the twisting and chaotic streets.

Right in front of it, a once magnificent and huge manor stood silently:

【Star Chamber of Commerce】.

The silver coin passed through the gap in the manor's iron gate and gently circled along the remains of the fountain... At the same time, the broom placed in the corner of the wall slid down strangely, and the end hit the fallen dustpan.

As the dustpan was pushed up by the force, the silver coin that happened to roll here was thrown into the air...

Then it flew accurately into the gap of the second-floor window.

Ding dong——ding dong——

The silver coin bounced twice on the ground, then continued to roll forward, eventually hitting a table leg and spinning to a stop on the ground.

In the silent office,

A wandering ghost looked down at the glittering silver coin.

After seeing the silver coin, the ghost's hollow eyes visibly became excited, as if an instinct deep within the ghost was aroused, and his body trembled violently!

"money!"

"money!!"

"money!!!"

“They are all mine!!!”

Yan Shang's voice roared wildly in the empty office, and shadows gathered around him, as if they were all ghosts who once lived in this manor... They trembled under Yan Shang's roar, and the entire manor in the ghost town shook slightly!

Yan Shang was like a beast out of control. He grabbed the silver coin with both hands and raised it high above his head!

"Coal for you!!"

“Give me all your money!!!”

Gollum-

The door of the Star Chamber of Commerce opened with a creaking sound.

Pieces of coal spewed out from the warehouse of the Star Chamber of Commerce, rolling outward along the sloping streets in a black mass. There were so many of them that the black mass looked like a surging black river, washing through the streets!

……

"Cause and effect...how can I explain this to you?"

Sun Bumian scratched his head. "To put it simply, everything we did in the past, every person we killed, left a 'cause'... and such 'cause' is in the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasures. It is very likely that the Ghost Dao will use it to become the 'result' against us..."

"..." Jian Changsheng shook his head honestly, "I don't understand."

"what sound?"

Chu Muyun's ears moved and he immediately looked in a certain direction.

Everyone's eyes followed suit. When the mighty coal river rushed straight towards them, everyone present except Sun Bumian was stunned for a moment...

"What... is that?"

Sun Bumian answered without hesitation:

"Your 'karma'!"