Chapter 151: Seeing You

"You're getting more and more absurd," the middle-aged man said impatiently. "Big sister, we followed you because we believed in you. Why are you telling us all this nonsense?"

"Child, you still don't understand," Tong Yi shook her head. "But that's okay, Mu Shen will forgive you."

She extended her hands in a hugging gesture. "Zhong Zhen, Mu Shen will forgive your sins."

"You..." The middle-aged man frowned, but his expression remained skeptical.

Here, everyone kept mentioning that they had seen it before, so it wasn't surprising that she knew his name.

"Why does 'Shen' want us to die?" the handsome young man asked.

"Child, you're mistaken," Tong Yi shook her head. "Think carefully. Shen didn't make us die; we were meant to die anyway."

"We're meant to die?" The crowd still didn't understand.

"You must all remember what happened before you came here—we all died." Tong Yi looked up and said, "We were destined to die, but 'Mu Shen' brought us back to life. She's not killing us; she's nurturing us! No matter how many times we die, we'll always come back in a new form! It's Mu Shen who granted us another kind of life!"

Qi Xia felt a chill run down his back.

What kind of twisted logic is this?

If this "Mu Shen" really exists, why would she revive people here instead of in the real world?

And after reviving them, why make her followers die again?

"This is basically a cult," Qi Xia sighed deeply. "People who make it to Tian Tang Kou alive aren't fools. Probably not many will believe her."

Just as Qi Xia expected, no one in the group responded. Everyone's expressions looked uneasy.

They not only doubted Tong Yi but also started questioning the Tian Tang Kou organization.

At that moment, a dark and skinny girl raised her hand and asked, "Then why don't we go to the underworld after we die, but end up here instead?"

"That's precisely because we have sins," Tong Yi explained. "I don't know everyone's past, but I know you all must have sins. We're all here to atone."

Hearing this, some people slowly furrowed their brows.

"Are you saying we've broken the law?" Zhong Zhen, the middle-aged man, asked.

"No," Tong Yi shook her head. "Having a sinful life doesn't mean you've broken the law, but ultimately, the sins we commit are those that lead to hell. Sowing discord is a sin, spreading rumors is a sin, abandoning loved ones is a sin, and even wasting food is a sin."

"This big aunt's words sound familiar..." Han Yi Mo whispered softly to Qi Xia. "When I was writing my book, I looked up some material. In the eighteen levels of hell, many are set up to punish trivial things, and what she just mentioned—like 'wasting food,' 'sowing discord,' and 'spreading rumors'—are all among them."

"Is that so?" Qi Xia looked at Han Yi Mo with doubt; this was news to him.

"But 'hell' isn't a Buddhist term, right?" The dark and skinny girl continued. "Auntie, with all these things you're carrying, what faith do you follow? Which religion is 'Mu Shen' from?"

"Child, how could 'Mu Shen' be from just one religion?" Tong Yi explained patiently. "She is 'everything'! All the things I carry and all the religions in the world were established by 'Mu Shen'! Only by believing in everything she created can I try my best to understand Mu Shen's intentions."

"But Auntie, no religion in the world was established by 'Shen'; they were all created by people, and there's historical evidence for that," the dark and skinny girl said bluntly. "If you're willing to check the sources, you could even trace the entire development history of a religion, and then you wouldn't say things like that."

"Child, you'll understand eventually," Tong Yi continued smiling. "If you only believe in one religion in this world, you'll always encounter things you can't comprehend. But if you follow in the footsteps of 'Mu Shen,' everything in the world can be explained."

At that moment, Lin Geng lightly nudged Qi Xia with her arm and asked, "Don't you find this strange?"

"What do you mean?" Qi Xia was puzzled, as there were so many odd things about this big aunt.

"I mean, why would Chu Tian Qiu bring her into Tian Tang Kou?" Lin Geng thought for a moment and asked, "Wasn't it said that this place is full of 'remarkable people'?"

After hearing this, Qi Xia furrowed his brows.

Lin Geng was right—what made this big aunt so special?

Could it be that Chu Tian Qiu agreed with what she was saying?

"Clang!!"

A huge bell rang out in the distance.

Qi Xia blinked slightly but quickly refocused on the big aunt.

Now, none of the people he knew had participated in the game, so this "Hui Xiang Zhe" was probably not one of their own.

"Next is the second topic of this lesson: What is 'Hui Xiang'?" Tong Yi smiled at everyone.

The group had no choice but to patiently listen to what the second topic was about.

Tong Yi first gave a simple introduction to when the bell rang, which matched what Qi Xia already knew.

The only difference was that Tong Yi claimed the "I" on the screen was "Mu Shen."

"I" heard the "Hui Xiang."

In other words, "Mu Shen" heard the "Hui Xiang."

It had to be said that her explanation had no obvious flaws so far.

"When we sense 'Hui Xiang,' we can temporarily borrow the power of 'Mu Shen,' and she will grant us infinite possibilities."

Seeing that no one believed her, Tong Yi said, "You all have paper and pens in front of you. Please write down a sentence at random. I'll prove to you that 'Mu Shen' exists."

After saying this, she turned her back to face the blackboard.

The group whispered among themselves for a while but still wrote something on the paper with doubt.

Qi Xia and his group also had a sheet of paper. They looked at it and passed it to Qi Xia.

It seemed none of them had anything they wanted to say.

A hint of sadness appeared on Qi Xia's face. He took the pen, thought for a long time, and silently wrote: "An, I really miss you."

"Now, you can ask me anything," Tong Yi said with a smile. "I'll know what everyone wrote on their paper."

"Nonsense." Qi Xia was the first to raise his hand and ask, "Big aunt, what did I write?"

Tong Yi thought for a moment and said, "What you wrote is about someone important to you. If I'm not mistaken, it's 'An, I really miss you.'"

"Hah." Qi Xia sneered. "Close enough, but not quite accurate. Your 'Hui Xiang' probably needs some fine-tuning."

Qi Xia picked up the paper from the desk, about to show it to everyone, when he suddenly froze like he'd been struck by lightning, his eyes wide open.

Clearly written on the paper was: "An, I really miss you."

These five words were indeed in Qi Xia's own handwriting, the ink still wet.

What on earth?

Had he just remembered it wrong?

"You're kidding... what are you doing?" Qiao Jia Jin asked in confusion. "Didn't the big aunt guess it right?"

"You... didn't any of you see what I just wrote?" Qi Xia stared and asked.

"You just wrote that sentence." The three of them all looked puzzled.