Last night was really dangerous.
Not only that skinless ghost, but also me unconscious in this woman's car!
If she had murderous intentions, I wouldn't be able to see the sun today.
"Who are you and why are you following me?" I didn't answer her, but asked my own question.
There seemed to be some resentment in her eyes, as if she felt it was unfair.
However, she still answered my doubts.
Her name was Chuying, and she followed me because she happened to see me using paper figures to attract ghosts in Fenghanxuan.
She belongs to a non-governmental organization called Huangsi, which is responsible for the underworld in the entire Jinyang area.
What I did broke the rules.
It is an iron rule that people who have passed through the underworld cannot harm ordinary people. If they violate it, they will be obliterated by the supervisors.
My eyes narrowed and I asked, "Master Huang? Supervision? The rules you have set?"
Chu Yingcai shook her head and said: "Hongsi and supervisors are not the same kind of people. We, a group of people, walk in the world of the underworld and eat the food of the dead without seeing the light, but supervisors are different. Feng Shui divination, Taoism Buddha drives away evil spirits.”
It dawned on me.
"The yin life and the yang god, the factions are facing each other?"
"Little brother, you are like a blank sheet of paper." Chu Ying's phoenix eyes became more and more surprised.
I frowned slightly and said, "I have a name, Luo Xianshen."
"Are you really a blank piece of paper?" She smiled sweetly, her flowers trembling.
"..."
I really couldn't follow her words.
The information she conveyed to me was something that Lao Qintou had never said before.
Growing up, the most important thing he told me was that I was destined to be a Yang God. I sucked Jiazi Plague and became a Plague God. However, the Plague God commanded both humans and gods to be angry and punish me. Therefore, he tried his best to survive the Yin God. Life is covered.
I cannot reveal my true fate in front of anyone, otherwise, it will definitely lead to death.
As for the factional confrontation between Guoyinming and Chuyangshen, he didn't mention a word.
After my thoughts settled, I answered Chuying. I had just left school, so I didn't know what she said or the rules.
Chuying looked serious and said, "I'll take you to a place."
The car started again and left the street where the cicadas were chirping.
Ten minutes later, we entered an underground parking lot.
After she parked the car, she took me into the elevator and pressed the button for the third floor.
With a ding, the elevator door opened.
What you see is an empty hall. There are about ten doors on the circular wall. Some of the doors are open, and there is a deep corridor inside.
The empty spaces on the walls between doors are extremely abstract murals. There are people driving corpses to lead the way, people keeping watch at night, and executioners sharpening their knives...
There are some sofas and coffee tables in the center of the hall.
The yin energy here is strong. Although it is daytime outside, inside, it is no different from night.
"It's dawn, everyone is resting, and it's relatively quiet here."
Tsubaki Ying took me to one of the doors with ease.
Obviously, this place is the territory of the non-governmental organization Huang Si she mentioned.
Logically, I shouldn't be here.
But I do need information.
My mother did not die in the villa, but disappeared together with my father. I vaguely felt that there might be a shocking secret.
Their life and death cannot be finalized.
But based on Tang Quan's words alone, I couldn't even find Mingfang, let alone the people who supported my parents back then?
Huangsi is a non-governmental organization for people who have passed through the yin. Chaoying's performance is particularly recognized for my ability.
If you join them, you will definitely be able to get a lot of information easily and even avoid some dangers.
The aisle is very long and narrow, with doors every ten meters on both sides. There are signs and photos on the doors with information about the staff.
At the very end are two thick doors. After being pushed open, it is extremely quiet inside.
There is a cabinet on the right wall, which contains some old jars, pottery figures, lanterns, and paper bindings as decorations.
Under the main wall is a tea table made of old tree roots, with a tea tray on top, and the tea pet is a fist-sized porcelain doll, lifelike, with red lips and white teeth, really looking like a child standing there.
"I have already informed the manager and he will be here soon. Our Huangsi has nine different departments. You are capable of three kinds of nine arts, so you should be able to find a good job. When you get your identity, you will have to treat your sister to a drink. I'll teach you the things you don't understand."
I frowned again.
After being in contact for such a short period of time, there were no big problems with Tsubaki Ying's people.
But she always made puns and hinted at something, which made me very uncomfortable.
Perhaps Lao Qintou would like this tone?
I didn't answer, and Tsubaki didn't speak again.
About ten minutes later, the thick door was pushed open again.
A man with a slender face, like a goat's face, entered the house, walked straight to the coffee table with the roots of the old tree, and sat down.
Two more people entered the room next, one was extremely lean, with veins covering his forehead, and a stick covered with white silk hanging from his waist.
The other man was slightly shorter and carried a thick bamboo pole on his back.
They did not move forward, but held the door.
My heart sank slightly.
Chuying gave me a calm look, walked to the side of the goat-faced man, and whispered a few words.
My hearing is very good. She roughly said that it was not easy for me to come out of the bloody house alive last night. It was also checked out and found to be clean and ready for absorption.
The goat-faced man looked at me with narrowed eyes and did not answer Tsubaki.
Suddenly, he said: "Luo Xianshen."
My pupils shrank.
In just a moment, I calmed down.
Although Tsubaki didn't mention my name, she said before that someone was investigating me.
In two days, plus my relationship with Tang Quan, it was normal for the details to be found out.
This is also the reason why I mentioned the name directly before without hiding it.
I bowed slightly, showing off my courtesy.
There was a trace of satisfaction in Chuying's eyes, and she said with a smile: "Manager Yang, he is not old, he knows the rules very clearly, I like it very much, how about he be assigned to my side?"
The goat has a cheeky smile, and his eyes are slightly round, but the ends of them are narrow and narrow. This expression is quite scary.
"Do you know why he is fine in the face of blood resentment?"
"That blood grudge is blood relative to him."
My heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
This goat-faced attitude is completely different from that of Tsubaki Ying. His unkindness is written directly on his face!
Chuying was surprised for a moment, and then said: "I see, but even this does not prove his ability. He knows three kinds of nine-level arts. There is no doubt that he must be..."
"It must be a problem, Chuying. You have only joined Huangsi not long ago, and many things are unclear. Take action and arrest him first!" In an instant, murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the goat-faced man, and he gave an order directly to the two people at the door!
Chu Ying's expression changed again and she said: "Manager Yang, we don't have this rule. This is the person we invited. Even if we don't use it, we can't arrest him!"
The goat-faced man raised his hand to signal for silence.
The two people behind me directly surrounded me from left to right, approaching me!
Although I am confident, these two people may not be able to defeat me.
But this is other people's territory. Once they start taking action, it will definitely not be just these two people!
Also, this goatee checked my background and immediately turned against me. There must be something wrong here.
My mind was racing, and I suddenly turned over my hand and pulled out something.
It was a paper man the size of a palm, with blood-red eyes.
The incandescent lamp made a hissing sound, flickering on and off, and the good light suddenly turned dark green.
The two people who were outflanking me stopped instantly and looked at me with surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.
The goat face was also stunned.
Ghosts have different categories and levels.
Among the most ferocious types, hanging is one of them. Among the categories, blood resentment is the most serious, and the common name is "spicy ghost".
The skinless ghost in my villa was brutally skinned and hanged before dying, full of resentment.
It was sealed in the paper figure by the black energy. It was a tricky thing. I couldn't leave it in the villa, so I took it out.
At this moment, I am holding up the paper man with my left hand, and my right hand is the razor, which can cut the paper man at any time. The skinless ghost will be released directly if it loses its shelter!
