Chapter 40 Ascend Panwang Mountain again
Panwang Mountain is located on the edge of Jiangliu City.
Because of the haunted incidents that occurred in the mountain villages here long ago, many people have moved out of this place.
This has caused the mountain roads, which were already sparsely populated, to become even more desolate and deserted.
A black taxi slowly drove to the Panwang Temple halfway up the mountain. After Liu Haoyu got out of the car, he immediately shivered from the cold mountain wind.
The taxi driver behind him immediately turned around and fled, at such a speed that one would worry he might drive into a ditch.
Liu Haoyu was also speechless. After a long silence, he sighed with emotion.
“It seems that buying a car also needs to be put on the agenda.”
Although he had a motorcycle, it was fine for places that were not far away. However, for places that were far away or had very bad roads, riding a motorcycle was no different from riding an instrument of torture.
As for taking a taxi… he didn’t know why, but taking a taxi in Jiangliu City now was like buying a lottery ticket, with a frighteningly low success rate.
Especially after hearing that he was going to Panwang Mountain, the drivers ran faster than rabbits, and didn’t listen to his explanations at all.
“Isn’t it just that the place is a little farther away, why are you so cowardly?”
“No, no, no, I don’t think it’s a problem of the distance of the place.”
The Black Book let out a rather untimely complaint.
But it was obvious that Liu Haoyu did not take its words to heart.
Time was pressing, and it was 10 PM.
Before leaving home in the morning, he had specifically asked Qin Liu to stay at home and help receive express deliveries.
After all, a computer worth several thousand yuan left at the door was not very safe.
And he himself had to follow the Black Book into Panwang Mountain.
There was no moon tonight, and Panwang Mountain was pitch black. Due to being on the mountain and the gradual fading of summer, the temperature here was a bit low.
Liu Haoyu tightened the trench coat on his body and slowly climbed up the small path leading up the mountain.
For this trip, at the request of the Black Book, Liu Haoyu did not carry any weapons. His backpack contained only paper money and a burial shroud that had been worn by a dead person. He also held a soul-summoning banner in his hand. This thing was not small and was difficult to put into his backpack, so he could only hold it in his hand even in the car.
In the dark and gloomy mountain forest, Liu Haoyu walked for nearly an hour, passing through an uninhabited mountain village, and finally arrived at the mass grave.
The surrounding graves were not neatly arranged, and because they had been unattended for many years, the graves were covered with messy weeds.
It was a bit eerie here during the day, and it was even more chillingly cold at night.
Liu Haoyu shook his head and continued to walk in.
This was the depths of Panwang Mountain, and the lights of Jiangliu City were no longer visible, as if it were isolated from the world.
Walking through the dark mountain forest, Liu Haoyu almost merged with the darkness.
Due to staying up late for many years, and being emptied of bullets by Qin Liu on the bed before leaving, Liu Haoyu felt a little tired after climbing for more than an hour, so he had to find a clean, large stone to sit on and catch his breath.
While resting on the cold stone, he did not forget to take out all the things from his backpack.
As mentioned before, besides a burial shroud and some paper money, there was nothing else in the backpack.
Liu Haoyu quietly stroked the burial shroud, feeling the rough texture of the hemp cloth.
The man did not speak, and the darkness and loneliness began to erode his nerves little by little.
Within a few minutes, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.
And Qin Liu… endured this loneliness for decades.
One had to admit that the willpower of this unremarkable little ghost was truly admirable.
For this trip, he did not bring any weapons, so if he encountered a fierce ghost, he had no other choice but to flee.
He stared intently at the burial shroud in his hand, then put it on.
“Black Book, do you think I can reach the other side?”
This trip was very dangerous. It was a matter of life and death for a living person to go to the underworld, let alone that he was unarmed.
It was no exaggeration to say that Liu Haoyu had prepared himself for death before coming here.
At home, he had taken a charm to protect his spirit, so even if he died, he could return to Qin Liu’s side as a ghost.
Looking at the determination on Liu Haoyu’s face, the Black Book asked in confusion.
“Is it really worth it?”
It was just a book, an ordinary spirit of an artifact. It did not understand human emotions and desires, nor did it understand what Liu Haoyu was so persistent about.
In response, Liu Haoyu exhaled a deep breath, draped the burial shroud over himself, and his eyes were unusually calm.
“Just consider it as male pride.”
This was already the depths of the mass grave, but it was still some time before midnight. Now he just needed to wait here quietly for midnight to arrive.
As he sighed with emotion, he lay down on the cold, large stone.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the world, even the starry sky became much brighter.
He quietly looked at the night, his eyes a little complicated.
Come to think of it, how long has it been since he had calmly enjoyed the scenery like this?
The last time, it seemed, was when he watched the sunrise with Qin Liu together.
At that time, the little ghost could even faint from being scared by her own appearance. Time had passed, and she had also grown a lot.
And he had reached the limit of a human. If he did not fight to try to break through, he would really not be able to raise his head in front of Qin Liu.
Lying on the stone, Liu Haoyu showed a bitter smile.
The last dozen minutes or so felt so long, yet so short.
During this waiting time, his thoughts in his mind were like a fleeting show, replaying the process of meeting Qin Liu and getting together with her, bit by bit.
And as midnight approached, the temperature on Panwang Mountain became even colder.
Coupled with the heat absorbed by the stone, this made Liu Haoyu feel a little cold.
But even so, he still did not get up, but lay quietly on it.
As time continued to pass, perhaps many people had already fallen asleep at this hour, or perhaps many people were still enjoying their late-night lives.
He just didn’t know if Qin Liu was honestly staying at home right now.
“It’s midnight.”
The Black Book’s voice sounded. Liu Haoyu heard it, took out a black cloth strip from his pocket, blindfolded himself, and with nothing to see, under the guidance of the Black Book, he slowly lay down.
Even through the trench coat, Liu Haoyu could still feel the thick wood behind him.
The narrow space prevented him from extending his limbs, and the darkness and coldness that attacked him from all sides pulled him completely into the abyss.
The coffin was like a leaky boat filled with water, slowly sinking.
