Mu Junyan remained silent.
Just then, two heads emerged from the ground and slowly surfaced.
Truly, seeing a ghost in broad daylight.
Wu Yue silently moved behind Yan Chiyu, her legs feeling weak.
"Oh, you really can see us! Ahh." The white-robed ghost stared at Wu Yue, his smile both bright and eerie.
Aside from her stark white robes, her long hair was styled into a bun with a black wooden hairpin. A white, inverted triangle headband covered her forehead.
The black-robed ghost looked at Yan Chiyu with an expressionless face and a cold tone, showing no human emotion: "I've long heard of ghost masters in the human world, but I never expected it to be such a young man."
Yan Chiyu still intended to play dumb to the end. He turned around and tried to pull Wu Yue away, saying, "Teacher, we've been out for too long."
"When talking to intelligent people, I don't need to explain or beat around the bush, but I am willing to state my purpose to show my sincerity."
Mu Junyan's eyes narrowed slightly. "I came to the mortal realm to find a demon who escaped from the eighteenth level of hell. Since I can't stay for too long, I need your help."
Wu Yue stared at Mu Junyan with a pitiful look on her face. She really wanted to ask, "Teacher, look at me. Do I look like someone who isn't afraid of ghosts?"
"We can't help you." Yan Chiyu refused outright without even considering it.
Mu Junyan turned her head to look at the distant blue sky, and suddenly smiled, "I'm afraid you have no choice but to agree. Yan Chiyu."
The boy narrowed his cold eyes slightly, "Teacher, threatening students is not a good thing."
"I'm not threatening you, but—we're discussing this." Mu Junyan flipped his palm upward, and a black scroll with gold foil appeared out of thin air.
"We are granting the Yan family descendants the ability to control ghosts, but there are conditions." The conditions are all contained in the scroll in Mu Junyan's hands.
Yan Chiyu had heard old people talk about this when he was young, but he didn't take it seriously. If you want to talk about it in detail, that's none of his business.
However, given the current situation, it seems he has no choice but to accept it.
“I can do it. Wu Yue is out of the question. She’s a small girl with a small frame and she’s stupid. I’m afraid she won’t be able to do the job of a ghost messenger.”
Mu Junyan tossed the scroll into Yan Chiyu's arms and lightly flicked her sleeve. "Wu Yue, I haven't told you about Cheng Pingxi yet. Do you think he's the next Monkey King?"
Finally, she added quietly, "The underworld has the right to correct mistakes."
Wu Yue suddenly realized that she was still a fifteen-year-old girl who was about to turn sixteen, and it was impossible for her to remain calm and composed.
She pursed her lips in anger, gritting her teeth: "I'll take it!"
The goodwill I had previously felt towards Mu Junyan because of his appearance vanished in an instant.
The white-robed ghost seemed to have a strong liking for Wu Yue, always trying to get close to her, revealing a bright yet terrifying smile.
The white-robed ghost smiled as he looked at Wu Yue, a tall hat on his head bearing the words "Get Rich Upon Seeing Him".
"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Xie Bi'an. I am Bai Wuchang, an official from the underworld, specializing in capturing evil spirits. This is Lao Hei, Fan Wujiu."
White Impermanence hooked his arm around Black Impermanence's neck, as if introducing another friend to a close friend.
Compared to the smiling face of White Impermanence, Black Impermanence's expression was much fiercer, cold and ruthless. His long hat was adorned with the four characters "Peace Under Heaven".
Yan Chiyu turned to the side and explained to Wu Yue, "The Black and White Impermanence are not named after skin color or clothing. 'Black' and 'white' represent yin and yang."
Wu Yue nodded, her mood low, and said, "Hello." Then she took another step back.
"Old Bai, you can talk to them about the rest. I'm going back to the classroom now."
Mu Junyan was in a hurry to go back and explain the test papers to the children.
Seeing Wu Yue's dejected and listless expression, Bai Wuchang quickly picked up on the key point and said, "This evil ghost did many bad things in his life. After he died, he was thrown into the eighteenth level of hell. I never expected that he would escape. That's why he was tracked down to the capital."
"The magnetic field in the capital is complex, and he may be hiding under protection. So we would like to ask you two for help, because there are some places we cannot go."
Yan Chiyu asked, "What evil spirit?"
Black Impermanence opened the record book: "According to information from the underworld fifteen years later, this evil spirit is named Song Suian. During his punishment, he injured a ghost messenger, jumped into the Pool of Time and Space, and returned to fifteen years ago, which is now..."
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