Under the vast night sky, countless trees blocked their vision. The cold wind blew against the branches, and the sound of shuttles was heard in the night wind. It was strange and sinister.
In the forest path, the bicycle squeaked as it rolled over the stones. The chain passed over the wheels, creating a strange sound in the quiet forest path.
In the early years of the Republic of China, bicycles were the only means of transportation. It would be more than a decade later before China actually manufactured bicycles. Obviously, even in the entire Qingshan Town, there was probably not a single car.
Qin Jing rode his bicycle toward the neighboring town.
After three days, he was short of three herbs. As long as he got this one, he would only have one Dalbergia Flower left.
Although there was still no news about the last one, at least it was not hopeless. If he only found one in three days, Qin Jing believed that there was still a chance.
At this moment, he was the only one in the entire forest.
If it was an ordinary person, no one would rush through the dense forest alone at night. In this era, the talk of demons and ghosts was far from what the future could compare to. It was definitely not a so-called feudal superstition, but a fact.
Only someone like Qin Jing, who had the power of the Death God, would be fearless of all of this.
Qin Jing's gaze was looking ahead. He kept stepping on the pedal and moving forward.
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In front of them was a red bridal sedan chair. Four men dressed in the same uniform, their faces flushed like paper figurines, were carrying the bridal sedan chair and leaping toward the roadside.
Why would someone carry the bridal sedan in the middle of the night?
They moved so briskly as if they could float, carrying such a large palanquin with such light footsteps. Even the most ignorant person should know what these things were.
Without a doubt, Gui Mei!
These should be the paper figurines and sedan chairs that were burned to the dead.
In the bridal sedan, a woman in a new red dress held a small handkerchief in her hand. She gently lifted the curtain and looked outside.
In the distance, a man in a thin shirt could be seen riding a bicycle through the night.
The woman waved at the sedan chair bearer, who obediently put down the sedan chair.
" Is that him? We finally meet again…"
After muttering to herself, a smile appeared on the woman's face.
His arm pulled open the curtain, and the figure sitting in the sedan flew out like a piece of paper. His light figure gently landed on the branch of a tree and sat steadily on the high treetop.
"He's coming soon. You guys can go back.”The woman waved at the sedan bearers, indicating for them to go back first.
When the sedan bearers heard her words, they waved at her and carried the sedan back the way they came with smiles on their faces.
As she watched the sedan bearers leave, the woman held her head and continued watching.
A minute later, the car was already in front of them.
Qin Jing rode his bicycle and did not look at the sedan chair that was leaving, nor did he look at the woman on the treetop.
He noticed it, but he only took a glance before turning his gaze away. He did not care at all.
It was not unusual to see ghosts in the middle of the night.
As long as you pretended not to see them, they would not find trouble with you for no reason.
Obviously, Qin Jing had no intention of causing trouble.
The bicycle quickly passed by the tree.
Qin Jing's gaze was fixed in front of him, as if he had not seen the woman on the tree at all.
The woman lowered her head and looked at Qin Jing, who was about to pass by the tree. She pressed her hands on the treetops and her entire body seemed to be weightless as she gently fell down. She landed behind Qin Jing's bicycle and on the stool behind him.
"He doesn't seem to see me?" The woman bent down slightly and looked at Qin Jing's side profile from behind. Her slender fingers tapped her chin as she muttered to herself.
Even so, he had no intention of turning back.
It seemed that the incident last time was really unintentional?
She recalled the scene of Qin Jing offering incense to her on the mountain a few days ago. His last words," You're welcome," had surprised her until today.
Perhaps, he was just very bold and not afraid of ghosts. She couldn't really see him, the woman guessed.
Thinking about it, it made sense. How could a person see a ghost?
The woman sat behind Qin Jing as if she was taking a ride. Occasionally, she would turn around and look around, waving the fan in her hand. She was quite relaxed and comfortable.
Qin Jing's mouth twitched. This female ghost…
Even though he couldn't see her, he could tell what she was doing at such a close distance of less than half a meter.
Did she think she was enjoying the scenery?
Qin Jing felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Although the ghost was sitting behind him, other than feeling a little cold, Qin Jing did not have any bad feelings.
In the end, he was also a half-spirit, a combination of the Grim Reaper and a human.
Under normal circumstances, the Grim Reaper was cultivated from the soul of a person after death. Ordinary people could not see it. Only when it fused with the physical body could it be seen.
Qin Jing was now in a state where he was neither a human nor a ghost. This was also the reason why Ninth Uncle found it strange no matter how he looked at it.
However, overall, his existence could be considered unique. While he had the power of the Death God, he was still a normal human. If this state were to be told, who knew how many people would die of envy!
After all, the Grim Reaper was immortal. As a human, he was already semi-immortal.
Although he would still age, it was much slower than normal people. When the Death God's strength increased to a higher level, his aging speed would probably be ten million times slower than that of an ordinary person!
Such a long period of time was probably no different from eternal life.
Qin Jing was only 22 years old this year. He was at his youngest, so he didn't even realize that he was close to being young.
Unknowingly, it was so baffling.
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PS: attach a picture of the female ghost Xiao Yu.
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