Quick Transmigration: Leisure

"The weather is gloomy and the wind is howling." Horse-face and Little Black stood at the front of the group, looking at the battlefield that needed their "cleaning" and sighed.

Be careful!

"Yes!"

After seeing off the guiding immortal, Xia Youmi frowned. Every year, she could only see the physical form that took shape on its own. Unless the ghost was marked or its cultivation level was not high enough, its deliberately concealed state could not be detected immediately.

or,

It means to view things from the perspective of each year through the lens of impermanence.

Although she can see clearly this way, she can't multitask, and in her haste, she might get distracted and make mistakes.

therefore,

"Wait a minute, take them all." Xia Youmi took out extra magical artifacts from her Qiankun bag and put them on Qingze, Chaying, and Jijun one by one. Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and Little Black also received some.

Xiao Hei, on the other hand, seemed quite natural.

The three little devils were used to it; they wouldn't suspect anything even if they were given poisonous pills.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face said curiously, "It's a gift from Little White. You should accept it carefully, so you can show it off later."

"Take another pill." Xia Youmi's expression had returned to ease. With a proud air, she first handed the pill to the bull-headed creature, thanking them for coming to help despite their busy schedule.

"Easy to say!"

The atmosphere softened as the delicious food was enjoyed, but Qingze, usually the most lively person, became somewhat silent.

He sniffed and looked around.

But I've never been to this environment before. I went to a new place a few days ago, and there were almost no living people there. It was all the scene after the fighting had stopped. Occasionally, a little ghost from the underworld would pass by on its way and say hello.

In addition,

There was no danger, but there was no slackening of vigilance.

today,

Originally, I didn't think that bringing along Ox-Head and Horse-Face would lead to more troublesome beings. But Lord Wuchang made it clear that it was to help them understand and resolve the problems in their hearts.

But once they arrived at the place, before even starting the mission, an indescribable feeling of suffocation crept up on them.

He believed that Lord Xiaobai had also noticed the sudden distribution of the magical artifact.

but,

As they lined up to formally "collect the souls," the sun shone brightly. Although they were not yet exposed to dazzling sunlight, the surroundings felt as if the wind had awakened the earth, bringing a sense of comfort.

"You'd better put in a little more effort!" With Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and Little Black in front, Xia Youmi stepped back to the position of the three little devils, also holding a gourd and fiddling with it.

"Yes!"

The three little devils realized that Master Xiaobai was going to help them collect souls, and their eyes widened as they prepared to observe carefully and learn the tricks.

"Hey! Then we won't be polite!" Little Black curled his lips in front. He floated beside the tall Horse-Face, looking particularly elegant, but his aura was still high. He said provocatively to the three little devils, "If we rely entirely on Little White for support, that would be too lame."

"Will not!"

"We will keep up with Lord Xiaobai's pace!"

"That's good!"

Almost without warning, more and faster colored souls appeared on the ground than the Black and White Impermanence had in the previous days.

quickly,

The area around their feet was already filled with howls.

Thanks to the conditioned reflexes they had developed recently, Qingze and Chaying were the first to bend down and pick up the chaotic souls and put them back into the gourd.

Ji Jun didn't move, but suddenly looked at Xia Youmi.

His actions also distracted the other two, who were now looking at their senior.

Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and Little Black were very powerful. They were all skilled workers and had long been able to clearly classify the living souls. Therefore, even when the three new ghosts stopped and looked at Xia Youmi, they still did not relax.

but,

Despite the continuous action in front, the rhythm of the entire backcourt did not become unmanageable.

There is no large accumulation of living souls.

There was no incessant howling.

Xia Youmi's unique rhythm seemed to keep up with the previous three, without showing any panic or helplessness, nor the awkwardness of them having to bend over repeatedly.

She soothed the bound soul with the gentleness of a nurse.

Without much struggle, those things that had been causing Qingze and the others so much trouble and headaches simply obediently crawled into the gourd.

There are only three categories.

They each held a gourd of a different color, while Xia Youmi simultaneously manipulated three gourds to surround her, drawing her soul inside.

Most of the living souls would accept being touched by her with their eyes closed.

Some may be mischievous, or filled with resentment.

But Xia Youmi could only open her eyes and look at it, then reach out and stroke its head again. The complaining creatures, with hesitation and probing, chose to enter.

Ji Junchaying, who had not been guided by the Black and White Impermanence, found it somewhat incomprehensible.

Qingze, on the other hand, recalled the scene of their first meeting, touched the top of his head, and seemed to understand.

"us......"

Cha Ying spoke, hesitating whether to ask Little White Lord a question or to focus on the task at hand first.

"This kind of technique doesn't seem to be something we've learned before. It must be a skill of Wuchang," Ji Jun judged. "Let's not disturb Lord Wuchang for now, and just keep an eye on him."

Seeing this, Qingze swallowed his words for the time being.

He didn't approve of it and didn't ask a single question.

But Ji Jun is right. We should observe first, and then ask questions after we discover the specific key points through practice. It won't delay anything.

"it is good."

Xia Youmi was completely focused and did not pay attention to the three little devils.

The battlefield is never pleasant, but her skills and her perception cannot be attributed to external factors. The key is to treat each person equally.

Why did the souls of the dead in the mass grave end up being taken by a generation of Black and White Impermanence?

They realized that only those with families and loved ones seemed to be entitled to worldly completeness.

It can obtain the impermanent two-to-one attraction.

But that's clearly not the case. These people existed before and experienced their own unique and magnificent lives.

They are not disabled.

But reality is harsh. In terms of procedure, they are essentially a group of superfluous beings with blank identities in the underworld. Even if the Black and White Impermanence intend to bring them back one by one, they cannot do it slowly and painstakingly, expending too much energy on pointless tasks.

Even if they were willing to do it.

The higher-ups wouldn't allow it either; their reputation and the resources they've cultivated wouldn't be used to waste their efforts.

therefore,

Having secured their active containment, the Black and White Impermanence could only handle them in batches.

They will focus their efforts on the most difficult parts, and then be taken over by the underworld through the institutions they established. The underworld will distinguish them based on their past marks, that is, colors, and escort them through reincarnation to the greatest extent possible.

Xia Youmi and Xiao Hei, who had been taken to the battlefield by the Impermanent One, understood the intention. When they were collecting souls, in addition to casting spells, they would also communicate with them.

Sometimes they speak, sometimes they communicate telepathically, and sometimes it's just a glance or a gesture like touching the top of someone's head.

Then they understood.

It's not about refining them, nor is it about abandoning them; it's about saving them with hope. They can leave this hellish place, escape the demonic sounds, and enjoy a moment of relief. It's about welcoming them back; it's about impermanence.

This is why Xia Youmi tried desperately to crawl into the gourd after touching it.

They are even more afraid of being left behind here.

The three little devils were affected by the terrible environment, the troubles that their elders had not pointed out, their self-doubt, and their restlessness at the vast and intangible way out.

But more often than not, they simply couldn't understand the purpose of doing this.

They saw that their seniors were testing their abilities, so they tried their best to perform, but the way they performed was hard to distinguish.

With that kind of strength and meticulous work, any ghost messenger could do it.

So what is the significance of them being chosen, and what is the significance of the team?

Perhaps it was another test of endurance or observation skills, but after several attempts, it was fortunate that no magic power could match it. This was just one step in putting things in. With their current level of magic power, casting spells for convenience would only deplete their own reserves.

It's like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, and the action of cutting with the sledgehammer is also very tiring.

They could only manage to cut three times a day, no matter how hard they tried. After that, they couldn't even lift their hands anymore. It was better to put down their weapons and just pull them out by hand. They were clumsy, but at least they could complete the assigned task.

The grass grew strangely and moved around randomly. To be accurate, they only looked at the color and didn't look at it again. They shoved it roughly into the gourd and tightened the lid to prevent it from escaping, focusing all their attention on it.

Tension, anxiety, repetition.

This resistance brings pain.

Xia Youmi moved lightly, without stopping to offer any explanation.

They each gained their own insights.

At least, none of them are idiots.