Chapter 105: A mystery within a mystery

The second floor, a powerful guy? Go upstairs quietly?

I admit that I had a momentary illusion that I was not in some so-called ghost town, but rather that I had traveled to some place. No matter how strange this place was, it should not be a world of ghosts!

Because in my understanding, ghosts have no physical bodies and are not subject to any of the restrictions of the material world. All I can say is that this place and its owner have given the ghosts here a great dream. What kind of power is this?

After the illusion, I felt powerless because I knew that this place was a dream-like existence, and I was powerless to break through the essence of this dream, but instead I was trapped in it.

This sense of powerlessness is like the powerlessness I feel when I directly confront the powerful beings who built the secret ghost market. I don’t need to face the power of the ghost market, but the owner here is basically certain to be my enemy.

Although the child’s serious reminder made me feel such complex emotions, I was still prepared to do it. However, Xiao Chengqian was always a guy who didn’t like to be left out. He yelled, “What kind of guy is on the second floor? Are you afraid of it? You don’t need to be afraid after you’ve met us.”

“Oh my god, are you the most brainless young master in the world?” Chengxin walked behind Xiao Chengqian with some helplessness. He subconsciously covered Xiao Chengqian’s mouth, but we are soul-like beings, is this possible? In fact, he really covered Xiao Chengqian’s mouth, and Xiao Chengqian glared at Chengxin, but he had no way to break free for a while.

This is not good news for me. The more real it is, the more powerful the owner of this city is. This can be seen from the influence of this illusion projected deep into the soul. Can covering one’s mouth be achieved?

In fact, Chengxin couldn’t cover Xiao Chengqian’s mouth at all, but both his soul and Xiao Chengqian’s soul told them that they had covered it, and this false fact was established.

Thinking about this, my brows furrowed slightly. The numbness and curiosity I felt when I first entered the city had completely turned into pressure, and this pressure was all around the city, always present.

Our little farce has caused the owner of this place, the little boy, to become dissatisfied. He said in a low voice, “I want to be truly liberated, but I would rather stay here in pain for an endless number of years than become someone else’s stepping stone or nourishment. If you want to be my guest, please respect me. If you don’t, then leave.”

I glared at Xiao Chengqian, and Chengxin let go of Xiao Chengqian’s mouth. Xiao Chengqian also quieted down. After all, the host here had spoken. He might be the second youngest, but he was not the most rude youngest.

The guest follows the host’s wishes. In the end, we chose to go upstairs with the child in the same way, silently, quietly, and the sound of breathing did not exist in this state. All that remained was the sound of the old wooden stairs.

We made it to the third floor with great difficulty, and what came into view was a wooden corridor with three rooms side by side.

The child let out a sigh of relief and said to us, “Finally, every time that ‘person’ downstairs…” At this point, it let out a wry smile and continued, “I shouldn’t call it a ‘person’ anymore. I never thought that after being a ghost for hundreds of years, I would still be unable to forget the habits of being a human for ten years.”

This sentence is a bit desolate. Yes, it is a wonderful experience to be human. The real suffering is covered by the colorful world. Many people are grateful. They don’t know how many times they have reincarnated before they have the opportunity to be human. How could they forget so quickly?

Unfortunately, people are precisely the most painful, and the most refined soul in countless reincarnations! Because the human body gives the soul the ability to think, and thinking gives rise to many things, desires, emotions, birth, old age, sickness, and death. Animals do not need to suffer such pain, but people do! Isn’t it bitter? But the bitterness is also unforgettable. Is this the reason why the gods laugh at the world and cannot see through it? Or, is this the most painful opportunity that heaven has given us? If we don’t figure it out this time, then fine, let’s continue to reincarnate.

I was distracted again by a sentence, but I heard Chengyuan exclaim in a low voice, “How many centuries have you been a ghost? Then you…”

The child did not answer directly, but instead walked to the last room at the end of the hallway, opened the door and said to us, “Come in, let’s talk inside.”

So, we didn’t waste any more time in the hallway, but followed the child into its room.

The room was not small, about 50 square meters, but it was an empty room, with no partitions or walls. As soon as we entered the room, we could see everything in the room.

A not-so-small wooden bed, a wooden table, a few stools, and a few boxes made up the room.

“If I had more ability, my room could be a lot nicer,” the child said to us. It was wiping the table while speaking, and then asked us to help it move the table to the edge of the bed, and then arranged the stools in a row. Then it said with a hint of happiness, “This should be enough to sit on. You can sit down.”

Looking at its slightly happy expression, I felt a little sorry for it. Is it true that with a little enthusiasm comes a lot of loneliness?

The bed was placed by the window, and with the bed and the stool, we could see everything on the street from the window. But what was there to see? The street was full of lunatics, and there was a quiet inn that was even eerie, with no innkeeper or waiter.

“Here, everyone, no, every ghost is given a power, the power to make your heart’s desire a reality! You newcomers must know this.” As soon as we sat down, the child started talking to itself.

This is exactly the question I wanted to ask it, because as soon as it entered the room, it said that it didn’t have enough power, otherwise the house could be a little more beautiful.

But I don’t know if it was because it had been lonely for so long that it had already started talking before I had a chance to ask it a question.

It looked like a little boy with a round face and rosy cheeks. It looked a bit like my little brother when he was young. It didn’t look like it had experienced much, but it was really cute like a little boy. I didn’t ask any more questions, and let it talk for a while.

From its mouth, we learned some of the rules of the city. For example, houses like this are basically full of ghosts. The lowest-level beings that wander the streets are completely suppressed by resentment. They have almost no ability to think except for hatred. They are just guys who want to vent their hatred and are left to fend for themselves on the streets.

Those who have lived in the city for a long time will be given a house like this. How long does it take to live here? The child told us it was 20 years, except in special circumstances! As for what the special circumstances were, it didn’t have time to tell us, and then it moved on to the next question, which is also the one I wanted to know the most.

Such a house is initially empty, but in the city it will have the ability to make the environment real. For ghosts, creating illusions that affect people’s souls is as simple as people running. The difficult part is self-influence, which is almost impossible to accomplish. Just like you lie to people, can you still lie to yourself?

“Of course, you can’t get close to the living world without limits. At most, you can add a few more pieces of furniture and decorations to your house. But don’t underestimate these decorations. The more they resemble the living world, the more you can forget the pain of being dead.” The child explained to us.

It sounds a bit sad, but what does this ability mean? It seems to have some connection with the owner of this city (didn’t it create such a big dream?), but where is the connection? I can’t think of it now.

“I’ve said so much, but I forgot to tell you my name. My surname is Zhu, my given name Zhuo, and my style name is Lizhi. When my father gave me this name and style name, he meant that I should strive to become a superior and extraordinary person… But what’s the point of saying all this? I died before I was ten years old, so how could I become a superior and extraordinary person? Later, in the world of the living, I couldn’t bear to leave my parents and my home, so I didn’t reincarnate. As a result, my family had two more younger brothers, and with my older brother who had died before me, my parents put all their thoughts on them. So I don’t want to have a name anymore. You can just call me “kid.” I don’t want to think about my parents in the world of the living anymore. It’s meaningless.” It turned out that his name was Zhu Zhuo, but looking at his appearance, he didn’t want to mention his name again.

I sensed that when this child said this, although he sounded old and wise, he couldn’t suppress the sadness in his heart, and he had already formed a grudge. Could it be that this seemingly normal Zhu Zhu was also a spirit with a grievance?

I frowned at the thought, but Zhu Zhu was even more concerned than I was. It jumped up and said, “How could I say that? It feels like it’s complaining about my parents! The master said that there can’t be resentment, that you have to understand that when the karma is over, it’s over. How could I have resentment again? Will I become like that sooner or later? No, I can’t! I can’t go into the city. If I become like that again, it would be more painful than dying.”

It said to itself, very frightened, but I found that I didn’t understand a word! However, even if I didn’t understand, I caught a key word in one of the sentences.

But before I could ask, Hui Gen had already asked, “You said there is a master here?”