Chapter 125 You Are Not a Ghost
"...We're sorry about the equipment malfunction. All customers who come in can get a free meal, and customers who order takeout can get two free meal coupons..."
The voice of the store manager explaining outside came in, and Teng's mother, who had regained consciousness, looked at Qin Qinsen worriedly in the office.
"Let Da Teng go with you. Don't try to handle things on your own if you run into any problems."
"You have Sanqi with you, so don't worry. On the contrary, you guys just got bewitched and need to rest now."
Sanqi was the ghost messenger of the six candied haws devils. He was now waving his mourning stick with a smile, occasionally hitting the devil with a stern expression.
"Wait till you go down there, no living people are allowed to enter. You guys, you better take a rest." Sanqi said, laughed strangely a few times, and clicked the electronic dial on the wall, "Time is almost up, Master Qin?"
Giving Teng Su a reassuring look, Qin Qinsen took out three peach pits and said, "These are to ward off evil spirits and keep you safe. Keep them close to you. Go to bed early tonight. I'll call you when I'm done here."
Hearing this, Teng Su finally loosened his hand and let him go.
Although they said they were leaving, the group did not go through the main gate.
To be precise, we are taking a shady path.
Qin Qinsen followed the ghost messenger and walked forward. He didn't even blink, but the living man disappeared on the spot.
Sanqi turned around and saw Teng An's expression, and laughed strangely, "This family is interesting, blessed with both fortune and virtue. And you still say you don't have any tricks?!"
The six little ghosts, seemingly at peace, were overcome by the death of their companions, but the resentment in their eyes only grew. They died young, and their souls remained as children.
However, these six little ghosts have a strong yin energy. Although they do not have the smell of blood and evil, they are much more powerful than ordinary wandering souls.
Therefore, it is not surprising that they can come to the downtown area to cause trouble to living people.
The strange thing was that the place they chose was home to both the lucky star Teng Mu and the radiant Teng Su. Not only did the little ghosts escape unscathed, but they were even able to subdue a virtuous and virtuous person like Teng Su, who was immune to all evil.
"Behave yourself." Qin Qinsen's voice was cold, and a faint light flashed at his fingertips. One of the little ghosts immediately shed tears and covered his toothless mouth with his hands, sobbing.
Just now he wanted to inform his sister in advance, but he was discovered as soon as he opened his mouth a little.
"You're still acting like a demon after all this?" Sanqi said without turning back, the mourning stick on his shoulder making waves.
The little ghosts' eyes couldn't help but follow the mourning stick, and soon they all lost their spirits.
Sanqi chuckled and said, "It's still better this way, just be quiet and behave yourself."
This was Qin Qinsen's first time walking the Yin Road. The road was lit by dim flames, like lanterns or will-o'-the-wisp fires. It was dark, and the road was invisible. He could only follow the Yin messenger forward. If he took even the slightest wrong step, he would lose his way and his soul would return to nowhere.
Occasionally, one would encounter hurried ghost messengers and other ghostly spirits along the way. The only sound along the road was the chilling wind and the whispering of ghosts.
Just as the group and the ghost were busy on their way, a bald-headed man suddenly appeared, half of his body poking out from the ground with crooked eyes and a slanted mouth. He opened his mouth and taunted, "Only six today? Sanqi, you are not good enough. This month's performance will definitely not meet the standard. You will have your gold coins deducted!"
"Bah, why didn't you tell me I brought 800 ghosts with me just now? I can tell from your stupid look that you must have been beaten by ghosts again, hey, coward."
"I really... really got beaten." Pulling the lower half of his body out of the ground, he came up with a bald head covered in wounds, pointing at his severely crooked nose and said, "See? That woman beat me up. You don't know, I just smelled the incense and thought of secretly taking a sip, but who knew I would offend her. It hurts so much, hiss——"
Noticing the change in the little ghost's expression, Qin Qinsen brushed the bald ghost's wound with one hand, "Who is this lady? Where is she?"
Surprised to find that his wounds had healed as before, and that he even had a handful of incense and gold ingots in his hand, the bald-headed man kept bowing in gratitude, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master. I always knew that if I encountered any problems, I would definitely ask Sanqi for help."
"Shaopin, let's be serious." Sanqi kicked him and continued forward with his bald head.
"Are you looking for my aunt too? Oh, she's so fierce!"
Baldy wiped his tears, feeling sad. "About last month, we heard from Fengqiao that a new, powerful outsider had moved in. When the brothers heard this, they thought, hey, isn't that just here to cause trouble? Fengqiao, only three miles from our Beilin Bridge, it's only a matter of time before he comes to take over our territory. So we brothers decided to go visit the new neighbor."
To put it nicely, it is a visit, but to put it bluntly, it is to take the initiative and teach the other party the rules of being a ghost.
Who knew that not only would he not get anything good, but he would also become a stepping stone for the outsider to establish his power.
"Looking at this gentle little girl, why does beating a ghost hurt so much? Wuwuwuwu..."
Perhaps because he was talking about something so sad that he felt both embarrassed and ashamed, the bald-headed man actually burst into tears.
Although she cried a little miserably, the leader did not hesitate at all, and even quickened his pace, sobbing as he led them to the big banyan tree 500 meters away from Fengqiao.
Hiding behind Sanqi, Baldy showed half of his head and seemed very nervous.
"It's right in front. Do you see that boat? I love lying on it and bathing in the moonlight."
Qin Qinsen was satisfied to see the little ghosts who couldn't speak glaring at the bald head angrily - proving that the characters and locations were correct.
Twisting his wrist, Qin Qinsen walked out from behind the banyan tree.
"stranger?"
A soft and gentle voice came from the air, accompanied by a rich floral fragrance, and fell in front of Qin Qinsen's eyes.
"You smell like Xiaohong and the others. Are you a wandering ghost? No, that's not right. You are a ghost-crosser."
Qin Qinsen frowned. This female ghost was quite powerful. Ordinary ghosts couldn't identify the ghost ferryman at a glance. "Who are you?"
"Xiaohong and the others are in trouble?" The ghost girl, called Auntie, had a baby face and looked quite cute, but her voice was calm and her face was cold. "They stole my hair just to get out and lose their lives. What a shame."
His gaze shifted, landing squarely on the Yincha behind the banyan tree. "Are they being sent to the underworld? It's time. Even if the Yincha doesn't care, I'll still send them all to hell."
The other party's behavior clearly showed that they did not like those little devils.
"Here, it's easy to get hair damaged if it comes in contact with my hair. Go home and take a bath with it, then sunbathe for three days."
Taking the bamboo leaf passed by the cold wind, Qin Qinsen frowned, "You are not a ghost."
The woman chuckled, "Of course not, it's just that this place is quiet enough, suitable for recuperation."
Aren’t shady roads quiet?
There's no traffic, no street noise, and even few living people. As long as you can find a way to keep the ghosts on the dark roads from provoking you, you can naturally live in peace and contentment.
It’s just that few normal people would settle down in the Yin Road.
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