Don’t blame me if I get rough.”The small window on the anti-theft door swung open, and a middle-aged woman in her forties angrily shouted: "Are you tired of coming to my door every day! I told you tha...I walked towards the warning line, and Song Wei saw me from afar. She slung her camera onto her shoulder and pulled me aside, saying, “You better not look, people are cut in half. You'll definitely be scared to death if you see it.”
I'm not that weak, am I... I've seen broken limbs before.
“I heard the car was going like lightning, and when it hit the guardrail at the nearby gas station, the employees heard a huge crash, and the front of the car caught fire. The person was thrown out and hit the safety barrier, breaking in two…” Song Wei frowned and said, “The traffic police said they will investigate whether it was drunk driving or drug driving.”
"Why would someone drive out here in the middle of the night..." I look around, it's desolate.
"Who knows if these people are just looking for excitement, she's not a good person either, but the dead have passed, I won't say much... Calling me out in the middle of the night to take these... Really..." Song Wei frowned and looked down at the photos she had taken.
The surroundings were eerie and cold. Even if someone came to handle this "accident," they would whisper quietly, as silent as a mime.
I saw large patches of blood on the isolation barrier. How much force would it take for a person to be split in two... There were two flattened bodies covered with white cloth on the ground. Just looking at them was terrifying.
A gas station worker sat by the roadside, Song Wei went there for an interview, and I followed to listen in.
The employee was the first to see the car crash into the guardrail in a bizarre way. He was on night shift, dozing off at the convenience store when he heard a screeching brake sound outside. Startled, he pushed open the glass door and looked out. That's when he saw the car spinning on the road at a high speed before crashing into the guardrail.
"I saw something fly out directly... At the time I didn't think it was a person, I was calling the police while holding my flashlight to check... I didn't dare look closely at the car, the front of the car was on fire and I was afraid of an explosion... I just... Just saw the lower half of a person..." He trembled, covering his face and said.
"Wasn't there anyone else here" I couldn't help but ask.
"That man shook his head. “Two of our gas station employees were sleeping, and I had to wake them up. No one else was here... Not even a car passed by on the road."
It's normal that there are no cars out at this late hour, the problem is how could Zhong Lanlan be driving out at this time...
"Mu Xiaoqiao," Jiang Qiyun's voice sounded behind me. I turned around and saw him frowning slightly, motioning for me to come over.
"Have you found the Seventh Uncle" I asked hurriedly.
Jiang Qiyun nodded: "Sure enough, it's the ghost cultivator who leaked out before..."
"What does that mean Did it come out of the underworld" I asked.
Jiang Qiyun's voice was low, and he let out a slight sigh: "When you were kidnapped before, I wanted to open the passage to the Demon Realm behind Xuwu Mountain..."
"Had it not been for the timely intervention of the Old Man of Ziwei, I would have been immediately recalled to the Purple Microcosm. At that time, Bai WuChang was handling the aftermath."
I nodded, yes, when I reach the underworld, Mount Xuwei is where Bai Wuchang sits.
“The power of the Crimson Lotus Inferno, its destruction across spatial boundaries, is immense. Though I didn't fully break through the barriers at the time, I did shake the intersection of the two realms. Some things took advantage of the chaos and slipped through before they could be consumed by the flames—they escaped into this world…” Jiang Qiyun frowned unhappily.
My heart pounded, not from fear of these strange and sinister things, but because I feared this would be blamed on Jiang Qiyun.
“The Demon Realm is a place of confinement. Powerful practitioners cannot pass through the existing boundaries. Don't worry, only some minor demons and imps can get out.” Jiang Qiyun comforted me, “The Underworld will just round them up. There have been times when spatial intersections shifted before.”
"So this… this ghost I've never even seen, she also came out from in there" I asked.
“Yes, and she's not an ordinary ghost. According to the records in the Underworld, this ghost practiced evil arts in her lifetime, so powerful that even the Black and White Impermanence were tasked with escorting her. She was imprisoned in Xuwei Mountain, constantly being eroded by demons until last time when space shifted, she fell into the Demon Realm. This time, taking advantage of the shaking boundary, she managed to escape back to the human world…” Bai Wu Chang said that during the moment when the flames of業 burned the boundary, he vaguely saw this ghost… From then on, he has been deliberately chasing her.” Jiang Qiyun explained simply to me.
A ghost that White Impermanence could recognize and personally pursue must be extraordinary.
"Could it be that Qiyě has a past with this female ghost As soon as she felt him appear, she immediately fled." I asked.
I'm not sure about the festival, but Bai Wuchang's attention on her must have a special reason. That female ghost is a Ghost Cultivator, an uncommon kind of spirit. She can gather and disperse her own Yin Qi, possess people in dark and evil places, and even briefly appear to deceive living people. But capturing her is difficult.
"Why is this" I couldn't understand. Bai Wu Chang, in my heart, was like a set of chains, dragging a ghost along. How could he be so restrained in front of a female ghost
Jiang Qiyun told me a lot, but at this time he was unwilling to continue. He just sneered: "...Most mortals are deaf and blind, they will invite ghosts into their homes. If they forcibly pull them away, it will damage the souls of living people to some extent. Moreover, it is not guaranteed that the ghosts can be gathered or dispersed as qi."
To be considered a ghost cultivator, one would need at least several hundred years of cultivation both before and after death, right And the fact that this female ghost once escaped to the Demon Realm indicates that her cultivation far surpasses that of an ordinary century-old ghost.
"Ghost cultivators... are they all evil" I asked, puzzled.
Jiang Qiyun shook his head slightly: " … The immortal way values life. If one harms living beings, they naturally stray from the right path. Not all ghost cultivators are evil. Can't the many Yin officials and ghost messengers under the jurisdiction of the underworld also be considered as those who have received the teachings of ghost cultivation"
"...No wonder Qiyee told me not to get involved... I won't take this commission." I whispered.
"It's best not to touch it. This female ghost is cunning and cruel, not something an ordinary sorcerer can handle." Jiang Qiyun warned.
After hearing Jiang Qiyun's words, I also lost my confidence.
If it's not something I can handle, then who am I to accept any requests Even if Teacher Xiao Wang himself came to persuade me, I wouldn't take this commission.
Jiang Qiyun ordered the city gods of all levels to investigate the entries about Zhōng Lánlán in the Book of Life and Death, one level at a time. I stood with my arms crossed, waiting. It was so cold outside in the early morning hours.
I rubbed my arms for half a day, and Jiang Qiyun saw me. He took off his cloak and draped it over my back.
"Don't... if your subordinates saw you 'unkempt', it wouldn't be good." I ducked away.
Jiang Qiyun frowned slightly: "These things still need you to worry about Don't be reluctant to wear it, it's just an outer robe...Don't run around, I'll tell someone to take you home."
He unceremoniously draped himself over my shoulder. This wasn't just an ordinary robe, this dark robe of ink with threads of gold dragons was the attire of the Heavenly Prince! By wearing it, I would be committing a transgression.
"Achoo!" I couldn't help but sneeze, reaching into my bag to grab a tissue. The little figurine inside immediately climbed out, grabbing onto my sleeve.
A Meng whispered, "Little Madam, there seems to be someone over there..."
Where I looked around busily.
Because more and more cars kept coming to handle the situation, they all temporarily parked at the gas station. I didn't notice when a low-key black sedan drove up.
The car door was ajar, and there was no one in the driver's seat.
I walked a few steps in the direction Ah Meng pointed, and I vaguely saw a black figure. He flipped over the railing and slid down the hillside, carefully doing something unknown.
That's near where the incident happened, with large spatter of blood. The road is blocked off with police tape and outside the road is a hillside, deserted.
"Come on, let's go see." I frowned and walked a few steps into the shadow.
There were traffic police officers and Jiang Qiyun around this week, I wasn't afraid of encountering anything strange or evil, but when I vaguely saw that figure, my heart skipped a beat – it was Changjing's boyfriend.
What does he want to do!
Sneaking around in the grass for a bit, then dashed back to their car and drove away quickly.nded like a chant, but also like someone singing something. There were some tones I couldn't quite understand.The sky seemed to darken faster.A cold wind whipped up dead leaves, swirling them outside...