Chapter 116 Conspiracy

Li Moli glanced at Yuan Muye with a profound look in her eyes, and said with a smile that was not a smile, "Have you ever wondered how the evil ghosts escaped from the underworld, which is so heavily guarded?"

Hearing this, Yuan Muye's heart sank suddenly. Yes, how could the evil ghosts escape from the underworld, which is so heavily guarded?

Something must have happened!

Or, someone released these evil ghosts.

If that's the case, why would he do that?

Did he want to destroy the human world?

Or did that person want to rule the human world?

No matter what the reason, releasing evil ghosts and harming the human world is an unforgivable sin.

Yuan Muye looked at Li Moli with cold eyes and said, "So what do you think?"

"Yuan Muye, some things are destined, so why bother to change them? And with your power, what can you change?" Li Moli said lightly.

Hearing this, Yuan Muye understood Li Moli's intention, which was nothing more than to tell him not to stop Li Moli.

Yuan Muye chuckled and said, "According to you, it's a destined situation that evil ghosts eat people, and we shouldn't interfere."

"That's right. Think about it carefully. If the Heavenly Dao opposed it, how could we have the opportunity to eat living people?"

Li Moli smiled slightly.

Yuan Muye felt that this guy was getting further and further away. First it was the underworld, then it was the Heavenly Dao. This matter was obviously someone deliberately stirring up trouble!

However, after Yuan Muye calmed down and thought about it carefully, he felt that what Li Moli said was not without reason.

If it wasn't allowed by the Heavenly Dao, how could evil ghosts wreak havoc on the human world?

Yuan Muye had never thought about this question before, but now that he thought about it carefully, it was not impossible.

"Don't act like you know everything." Yuan Muye said coldly.

Li Moli didn't argue with him, shrugged her shoulders, and responded lazily, "Whether it's as I said or not, you'll know when the time comes. Anyway, there's still time now. Are you interested in accompanying me to the depths of the underworld to take a look?"

Hearing this, Yuan Muye's heart tightened. The last time he entered the underworld, he only looked at it from the outside and didn't go inside. Moreover, Ghost Master said that it wasn't so easy to enter now.

What's more, this is just Li Moli's dream, and what you see is not necessarily true.

Seeing Yuan Muye hesitating, Li Moli said again, "Are you going or not? If you miss this village, there won't be this shop."

"It's just a dream. Maybe it's all your imagination. I'm not going!"

Yuan Muye wasn't stupid. Moreover, he couldn't control Li Moli's dream now. What he saw might be Li Moli misleading him, so he didn't want to see those unreal things.

Li Moli glanced at him lightly and said, "I thought you were very brave. I didn't expect you to be so timid."

"I'm leaving."

Just as Yuan Muye was about to go out, Li Moli said again, "Since you're here, whether it's true or false, go and take a look. Anyway, there's no loss. You're not even afraid of dreams, are you?"

"What a joke? Let's go!"

Yuan Muye wanted to see what this woman was up to.

Then, he followed Li Moli to the Gates of Hell. Perhaps because of the dream, there wasn't a single ghost shadow at the Gates of Hell.

Stepping onto the Huangquan Road, he saw a few scattered ghost shadows walking around. The further he went, the more desolate the scenery became. He could even see black 彼岸花 (bǐ àn huā, Manjusaka flowers) growing in the depths of hell.

Those black bǐ àn huā were nourished by Yin energy and were very lush. The Yin wind was gusting, and the flowers swayed in the wind, and a strange fragrance filled the Huangquan Road.

Although it was a dream, Yuan Muye couldn't help but shudder.

After passing Huangquan Road, it was the Wangchuan River.

Yuan Muye had heard many legends about the Wangchuan River, so he was quite excited when he was about to see the Wangchuan River.

However, when he actually saw it, he found that the Wangchuan River was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

The water of the Wangchuan River here was dark, and the surface of the river seemed to be still, like a dead river.

Standing by the river, Yuan Muye felt a burst of coolness and couldn't stop shivering.

Suddenly, Yuan Muye's reflection appeared on the river surface, but strangely, Yuan Muye in the river was smiling, smiling strangely and creepily.

Yuan Muye was also taken aback. He was clearly not smiling, so why was the reflection smiling?

At this time, Li Moli walked to Yuan Muye's side, looked at Yuan Muye's reflection, and smiled meaningfully.

"It seems that I guessed correctly. You really have secrets hidden in you." Li Moli said lightly.

Hearing this, Yuan Muye was also stunned, turned his head and glanced at Li Moli in surprise, and said, "What do you mean by that?"

"Don't you know? The Wangchuan River hides people's past and present lives. You can find back the things you have forgotten from the Wangchuan River. Don't you want to find back your past memories?" Li Moli stared at Yuan Muye's eyes and asked in a deep voice.

Yuan Muye's heart sank. Past memories?

If he could retrieve his memories from a thousand years ago, he would know what happened in the underworld.

But will the memories that are forcibly retrieved help him?

"What exactly are you up to?" Yuan Muye knew that this woman had been ill-intentioned from the beginning. Li Moli seemed to be guiding him to retrieve some lost things that he no longer remembered.

He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for him to retrieve those things.

Li Moli glanced at him lightly and said, "I don't have any intentions. I'm just saying it casually. Whether you do it or not is up to you."

What she said was nothing wrong.

After all, Li Moli couldn't force him to enter the Wangchuan River.

Li Moli definitely had a purpose in having such thoughts.

As for what the purpose was, Yuan Muye didn't know. He always felt that this woman knew something, but she didn't want to say it.

While Yuan Muye was pondering, a wooden boat suddenly sailed over the Wangchuan River, and an old man in black clothes was rowing.

When Li Moli saw the old man, her face immediately changed, and she said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

"What's wrong?" Before Yuan Muye could react, Li Moli pulled him away.

Back on Huangquan Road, Li Moli breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, that old man didn't call us just now, otherwise we would all be finished."

Hearing this, Yuan Muye became even more curious and looked at Li Moli suspiciously and asked, "Why? Who is that old man?"

"I don't know who that old man is, but he has lived for a long time, longer than any ghost god in the underworld. I heard that his boat is specially for carrying wronged souls who don't want to be reincarnated." When Li Moli talked about that old man, she also felt a burst of fear.

Hearing her say this, Yuan Muye was also curious about the old man's identity.