Chapter 182: 088 River of Oblivion (Second Update)

Translator: 549690339

“I’m looking for someone. Has she passed through here?”

The young girl pulled out a portrait and showed it to Meng PO.

After a fearful glance at her, Meng PO looked at the girl in the painting and said, “Leave me a tear of yours, and I’ll tell you.”

“I don’t cry.”

“That’s impossible, all humans cry; tears of compassion from a Buddhist Woman are rare in this world. If you add it to my soup, no fish will slip through the net.”

“But I have never shed tears.” She said.

Meng PO looked at her and laughed, “It’s the ephemeral blooming of the night lily, all for Weituo. Wait until the day the one who can make you willingly shed tears comes, then come back to me with a tear.”

Ming Jing nodded, “Grandma, where is she?”

“Three months ago, she was wandering by the side of the Wangchuan River. Her lifespan is not yet over, so she couldn’t cross the Naihe Bridge. I don’t know why she ended up here, and one day she just disappeared. She might have fallen into the Wangchuan River and become a wandering ghost.”

Under the Naihe Bridge, in the Wangchuan River, the water was blood-red and terrifying. Worms, serpents, and lonely ghosts were struggling in endless pain within it.

Ming Jing glanced at it, unafraid of the horror, saying lightly, “You are lying to me.”

All of a sudden, she fixed her gaze on Meng PO. Her pitch-black eyes were more terrifying than the Wangchuan River.

Meng PO was startled, thinking that this was undoubtedly a Buddhist Woman.

“The underworld is vast, with billions of evil ghosts. Trying to find a person is as difficult as climbing to the heavens. This old woman sends souls on their way every day and my memory isn’t so good. Maybe I remembered it wrong.”

Ming Jing turned to cross the bridge. Meng PO’s voice came from behind her, “Ordinary people cannot cross this Naihe Bridge, they will lose their memories from when they were alive.”

Just as Ming Jing took a step onto the bridge, a gust of wind blew. She could feel her power fading away.

Before consciousness disappeared, she heard Meng PO shout, ‘You remember, you owe me a tear. Don’t forget, otherwise I’ll follow you in every life.” The candlelight flickered, the blue color deepened.

Ming Jing suddenly opened her eyes, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Under the swaying blue flame, the young girl’s face was terribly pale, a flash of red in her pupils vanished in an instant.

Holding her chest with one hand, Ming Jing took a while to settle the surging blood in her chest.

As expected… Her cultivation level was too low; she can’t use the Nine Planets technique for long. She was almost lost on the Naihe Bridge.

“Senior sister, where on earth are you?”

After Master passed away, senior sister fell ill. Ming Jing thought it was just an ordinary cold, but after a week, senior sister still hadn’t woken up.

She realized something was wrong, and using the Nine Planets technique to investigate, she found out that senior sister’s soul had left her body and she didn’t know where it had gone.

She read in ancient books that if the soul leaves the body, finding the Buddhist artifact, Vajra Pestle, and Soul Recruiter Flag and activating the Daoist site, the soul can be called back, but these two Buddhist artifacts had been lost for a thousand years.

Before she could find the Dharma tools to summon back the senior sister’s soul, the senior sister’s body had been taken over.

This was the great calamity in senior sister’s life that Master had mentioned.

The only solution now is to find senior sister’s soul as quickly as possible, help her return to her body, otherwise when that person’s three souls return and unite with senior sister’s body, it will be too late even if senior sister comes back.

As long as senior sister is still alive and not in reincarnation, it’s enough.

“Ming Jing, are you sick? Why do you look so pale?”

At breakfast, Ming Chen looked worriedly at Ming Jing.

“No, I think I might have a cold, I’ve taken medicine.”

“Senior sister, you must take care of your health, don’t you still have exams in a few days?”

Ming Jing nodded her head, “I know.”

Madam Zhou’s heart skipped a beat, looking at Ming Jing’s pale face, she felt a bit worried.

In this scorching summer, how can you catch a cold?

Was it because of air conditioning? A lot of young people are prone to air-conditioned sickness.

The mobile phone in Han Suwen’s apron pocket was vibrating. She looked apologetically at Madam Zhou, took her phone and headed to the garden through the kitchen back door.

“Suwen, how have you been lately?” A worrisome man’s voice sounded from the phone.

“I’m fine. You are calling, does that mean the date for our divorce is decided?

I’m ready at any time.”

Han Suwen replied coldly. “Suwen… you… where are you staying now?”

“None of your business.”

“Suwen, I miss you so much. Can you come back? I promise, from now on, mom won’t interfere in our matters.”

“Qin Xu, touch your heart and tell me, how many times have you said this? Let me tell you, it’s not possible anymore, give up, if it’s not about divorce, don’t call me again.” She hung up the phone as soon as she finished speaking..