Su Yi looked straight into the Cloth Robe Man's eyes and said, "I only wish to inquire about a secret."
A secret?
The Cloth Robe Man fell silent.
Any secret that Su Xuanjun had kept on his mind was destined to be far from ordinary.
Su Yi drank a cup of wine without urging him.
As a Night Watchman, the Cloth Robe Man had witnessed the changes of endless ages and inherited all manner of ancient secrets.
Unfortunately, extracting secrets from a Night Watchman was truly no easy matter.
"Go ahead. Let me hear it."
The Cloth Robe Man said.
Su Yi tapped the tabletop and said seriously, "A long time ago, I became curious about something. What exactly is the relationship between the Coffin-Lifting Old Ghost and the Netherworld Underworld? Could you tell me about it properly?"
The Cloth Robe Man's eyelids gave an almost imperceptible twitch.
After some thought, he asked, "Why has Fellow Daoist suddenly taken an interest in this matter?"
Su Yi answered frankly, "Back when I roamed the Netherworld, I came to know the Coffin-Lifting Old Ghost. This old fellow may seem utterly improper, but he hides many secrets in his belly. He even knows quite a bit about reincarnation."
"For example, he was the one who told me that the gravestone guarding Unjustly Dead City likely concealed a secret related to reincarnation."
"And I heard that this old fellow mysteriously vanished long ago. Even my eldest disciple, Bi Mo, failed to find any trace of him."
"Moreover, he once made a wager with me at Rebirth Pool and owed me a Six Paths Burial Coffin, which he has yet to deliver."
"Under such circumstances, I was naturally curious about where this old fellow came from and where he went."
At this point, Su Yi