☆, Chapter 32: There is a first time

As the name suggests, "juehu" means having no descendants. A place that could be called a "juehu village" clearly has no living people left.

Yu Jiuyin had actually heard of this place when he and his master were in the mountains. However, what the old man said was likely unreliable. Therefore, Yu Jiuyin decided to do some research.

Turning on his computer, Yu Jiuyin typed "Juehu Village" into the search bar and pressed Enter. A string of related results popped up. He glanced briefly and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

If what was said online was true, then this Juehu Village was truly a place where one could never return. The mere mention of "self-destructive feng shui" was enough to leave Yu Jiuyin speechless.

Yang houses have their own rules, and Yin houses have their own methods. But every household in this village of extinct families goes against the grain. Instead of honoring the gods and Buddhas, they offer sacrifices to evil spirits. Every house is built like a tomb. Even more terrifying, the extinct families never leave the village until they die.

In simple terms, even if a person dies, the body will not be moved outside for burial, but will be buried directly in the family's yard.

Every household buried their dead, and the streets were littered with bones. Just the thought of such a place was terrifying.

Over the years, women from outside the village were reluctant to marry, and local girls struggled to find husbands outside the village. The village quickly became isolated, and the number of new births dwindled. However, the true cause of the village's decline was a case that occurred during the decade of the Cultural Revolution.

It's said that a man surnamed Wu entered the village. The villagers took pity on him, and since the village hadn't had a healthy child for a long time, they warmly welcomed the family and even lent them the best house in the village.

However, three months later, the police station in the county where Juehu Village was located suddenly received a call for help.

It is said that someone was killed in Juehu Village

The police didn't believe at first how there could be a murderer in a village full of old, weak and sick people, but out of responsibility, they still took people to check it out.

But by the time they arrived, the entire village had become a sea of ​​blood, the pungent smell of blood tangible from miles away. But the amazing thing was, despite all the blood, there wasn't a single body to be found. And by daybreak, even the blood was gone.

The policemen who went to check overnight were completely stunned. What was even more horrifying was that within a week when the case became an unsolved case, all the policemen involved died suddenly and unexpectedly one after another.

Now, the story of Juehu Village becomes even more confusing. Even after the reform and opening up, no one dared to develop it.

Yu Jiuyin was speechless after reading it.

This is a bit too weird. The first part can be said to be folk nonsense, but the second part is basically fabricated out of thin air. If so many policemen really died, in that era, people would be so eager to dig three feet into the ground to catch the murderer.

It seems that it is difficult to get any useful information on the Internet. Yu Jiuyin sighed, turned off the computer and started to daydream.

"Are you up?" Just then, there was a knock on the door, followed by Rongqing's low voice.

"Come in." Yu Jiuyin raised his voice.

The door opened, and Rongqing came in, bringing breakfast for Yu Jiuyin. Yu Jiuyin took a look and was surprised, because the breakfast Rongqing prepared was similar to what Xu Wang usually prepared for him.

"I didn't know what you like to eat, so I called Xu Wang this morning. Try it and see if it suits your taste." Rong Qing is a man who does things very carefully and steadily, and has a somewhat methodical air, but he has a youthful face.

Yu Jiuyin couldn't help teasing him. He lowered his head and moved closer, "Then let me try it."

Rongqing's face flushed immediately, "Stop it."

Yu Jiuyin laughed softly, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-six."

"Sixteen is about right." Yu Jiuyin stopped, reached out to pick up the plate from Rongqing's hand and put it on the table, and tasted the porridge first.

It tasted delicious, even more refined than what the Xu family's chef had prepared. Rongqing heaved a sigh of relief when he saw him sit down to eat.

After a simple breakfast, the two of them started talking about business.

"I have some clues about Luo Qiu's death." Yu Jiuyin recounted the previous events at the hot spring villa as well as his suspicions and leniency.

"It's indeed very strange. Wait a minute." Rong Qing interrupted Yu Jiuyin and took out his cell phone to make a call.

"Hello, I'm Rongqing. I'd like to know a detail about yesterday's suicide."

"No, you mean, there are no other signs of self-harm on his body except the final suicide wound."

"I understand." After hanging up the phone, Rongqing shook his head at Yu Jiuyin.

"Everyone who participates in the Death Game should have the same prerequisites, and the Soul Summoning Game is the final test for advancing to the intermediate level. Those who haven't gone mad or died will be able to successfully advance. He doesn't have Hela's mark on him, so it's unlikely he was a participant."

"The clue is broken again. But I don't think Luo Qiu would leave behind anything useless. Write it down and look at it later."

"Yes. I'll have someone keep an eye on the Hot Spring Villa." Rong Qing nodded. "Also, regarding the game a week later and your identity, I asked someone to prepare yesterday, and the relevant information will be delivered soon."

"No problem, I'll remember everything." Yu Jiuyin simply cleaned up the table. When he saw the bowl of porridge, he suddenly remembered something, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I don't need it." Rongqing shook his head.

Yu Jiuyin was puzzled at first, but when he glanced at Rongqing's thin wrist, he immediately understood his plan.

Rongqing was currently portraying Yi Qing, a fragile and nervous teenager who had just been frightened out of his wits. How could he possibly recover in a week? Rongqing hadn't eaten, probably to make the performance more convincing.

And for Rongqing, eating or not seemed to be a matter of course. After all, he was not a fully alive person.

But even for a devil, physical discomfort is hard to endure. Not to mention Rongqing's health was already very poor. Yu Jiuyin felt that this was not okay. He casually cut the skin on his fingertips and pressed it on Rongqing's lips, "Hold it."

"What's wrong?" Rong Qing wondered, but then a drop of warm blood flowed from Yu Jiuyin's fingertips into his mouth. An indescribable warmth instantly dispelled all the pain in Rong Qing's body. Even the previously intense and restless ghost energy was calmed by Yu Jiuyin's blood.

Yu Jiuyin is a master of ghosts. His blood is a great tonic for evil spirits, and it is a natural delicacy for Rongqing.

No, it's addictive. Rongqing hurriedly tried to retreat, but Yu Jiuyin restrained him. He used his other hand to pinch Rongqing's jaw, forcing him to look up at him.

"Be obedient." The two words Yu Jiuyin were full of temptation. This was the special tone used by the Heavenly Master in the ghost world when commanding evil spirits.

"Yeah." Rong Qing was caught off guard by Yu Jiuyin and fell for her immediately. He subconsciously obeyed Yu Jiuyin's orders, as obedient as a cat with its fur smoothed out.

Yu Jiuyin loosened the hand that was pinching his jaw and touched Rongqing's face with satisfaction. But soon, this warm scene was broken by a sudden sound at the door.

The voice at the door of "Fuck, Young Master" suddenly woke Rongqing from his confusion, and then he was completely stunned.

The scene between him and Yu Jiuyin was too ambiguous. Especially the way he held her finger tightly in his mouth, it was a bit...

Yu Jiuyin patted his head soothingly, "It's okay, we'll continue next time."

"There will be a next time." The man looked Yu Jiuyin up and down as if he had discovered some gossip. "Who are you?"

Yu Jiuyin "Yi Duojin Ah"

"This simple and rough name finally brought Rongqing back to his senses, and his ears turned red.

Yu Jiuyin smiled and rubbed his head. "Everything has its first time. Once you get used to it, it will be fine. Did you feel comfortable just now?"

show mercy

Such ambiguous words were beyond Rongqing's tolerance, but she had no choice but to turn around and say to the young man at the door, "Have you brought all the information I asked you to bring?"

"Young Master, you're really changing the subject. I don't need to avoid it."

Rongqing's face suddenly turned cold. The young man didn't dare to provoke him. He quickly swallowed the rest of his words and handed the folder in his hand to Rongqing.

Yu Jiuyin smiled softly beside him, took the information from Rongqing's hand, and read it slowly.

Rongqing asked someone to bring Yu Jiuyin's new identity.

Rongqing acted quickly. Yesterday, Yu Jiuyin blurted out on the phone that he was Yi Duojin, and today, Rongqing's people actually created a Yi Duojin out of thin air. His life story was so detailed that Yu Jiuyin even had the illusion that there was already a young man named Yi Duojin in this world.

"I'll memorize all of this as quickly as possible." Yu Jiuyin knew this was important business and couldn't be delayed. He carefully put the information away. After the young man who delivered the information left, he and Rongqing discussed the situation in Juehu Village.

Rongqing didn't have much information about Juehu Village, and it was pretty much the same as what Yu Jiuyin had read online.

"I thought you would have other channels."

"Yes, but it's useless." Rong Qing shook his head, "Because everyone who went to Juehu Village ended up dead. Either died in the village, or died suddenly on the way back."

"So this extinct village is really interesting." Yu Jiuyin was not afraid, but very excited.

Rong Qing stared at him for a long while and promised solemnly, "I will definitely bring you back unharmed."

"Okay." Yu Jiuyin teased him, "You care so much because you've tasted me and you don't want me to die?"

This guy was really amused by him, and finally pushed to the point of being desperate and blurting out "Aren't you afraid that one day my ghost energy will go out of control and eat you?"

"Eat me." Yu Jiuyin's eyes moved down along Rongqing's chest. "Little friend, you have to be able to stand up first."

Rongqing is speechless. Forget it. As long as you are happy.

In the following week, Yu Jiuyin and Rongqing each prepared for their upcoming trip to Juehu Village.

Rong Qing had been leaving early and returning late, as he had to sort out the affairs of the Rong family company. He also had people meticulously investigating other details of the death game.

As for Yu Jiuyin, he called his old man who was still in the mountains during the week. Needless to say, apart from hearing a bunch of nonsense, he didn't get any other useful information.

"Okay, okay, I'm hanging up." Yu Jiuyin felt that he had made a very stupid call.

However, the old man on the other side said a meaningful warning before hanging up, "Jiuyin, be careful of the jar in the yard."

"What?" Yu Jiuyin was about to ask, but the master on the other end hung up the phone.

God damn, this old man always speaks half his words

There's always a way around something. Yu Jiuyin had always been a troublemaker, but he was no match for his master. Even so, he took his master's words to heart.

After all, although his old man is poor and has nothing serious to do, he never tells lies.

A week flew by, and it was departure day. According to the game's requirements, Yu Jiuyin and Rongqing needed to arrive at the designated location before 3:00 AM and join the other participants in the car heading to Juehu Village. So, this time, Rongqing didn't bring a driver; it was Yu Jiuyin who drove to the designated location.

"Are you cold?" In the car, Yu Jiuyin looked at Rongqing beside him and always felt that his clothes were a little thin.

"It's okay." Rong Qing shook his head. He did look very unwell now, but his actual condition was much better than before.

Yu Jiuyin's blood can help him calm the ghost energy. After the ghost energy settles, it makes his body feel much more relaxed.

There was no conversation along the way. When the two arrived at the meeting place, everyone else had already arrived.

Yu Jiuyin got out of the car first, went to the trunk to take out Rongqing's wheelchair, and then opened the car door and carried Rongqing down.

Unexpectedly, there were seven participants in this mid-level game. Of course, the vast majority were young men between the ages of eighteen and twenty, and they seemed to be treating this trip to the Village of the Dead as a genuine game. One even dressed up as a ghost to match the atmosphere.

The appearance of Yu Jiuyin and Rongqing interrupted their conversation.

"Tsk, another one trying to grab a spot." Someone looked at Yu Jiuyin provocatively, then cast a disdainful gaze on Rong Qing, "What's the cripple doing here?"

He deliberately walked in front of Rongqing and looked down at him. "Are you qualified to serve the goddess?"

Ever since Rong Qing was despised on the phone last time, he has become extremely sensitive, and there is no telling what he will do when he is angered.

The thin hand grabbed the man's collar, and a paper cutter suddenly appeared in Rongqing's palm and pressed it hard on the man's neck.

"The goddess is fair. She only favors the most devout believers." Rongqing's eyes were crazy, and his strength was beyond common sense.

The provoking person was also frightened by his sudden madness and struggled desperately.

"Enough, we are all teammates, are you going to kill him?" Another calm-looking young man came over and pulled the two apart. Then he glared at Yu Jiuyin who was watching the fire from the other side and said, "You don't care about your companions?"

"How can I care?" Yu Jiuyin sneered, "Didn't you see my brother was terrified?"

After Yu Jiuyin finished speaking, Rongqing seemed to suddenly react. He threw away the paper cutter in his hand, his face turned pale and he began to tremble.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yu Jiuyin reached out and held him in her arms, coaxing him softly.

The others were suddenly speechless.

"Forget it, forget it. We're all future game partners, and we still have a little time to leave. Let's introduce ourselves and get to know each other." The young man acting as a peacemaker first said his name, "My name is Qi Ming, and I'm from City B."

"Cheng Dong, from the neighboring city S." The next person to speak was a young man dressed in punk style.

"Mu Xiaoxiao, I'm from T City, so I've come a long way." This is the only girl in the team.

After that came Yu Jiuyin and Rongqing.

"Yi Qing." Rong Qing, still recovering from the shock, spoke in a low voice. Yu Jiuyin, however, spoke with full energy, "I'm his brother, Yi Duojin."

""The simple and crude name made everyone look at each other in the face, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent for a while. Finally, the boy who had clashed with Rong Qing broke the silence, "Sheng Chun."

Sheng Chunyu Jiuyin was slightly stunned. He stared at the young man's face for a while and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Why is this person called such an unlucky name?