As Liu Zhongjun's physical body entered the chessboard space, a ghost-hunting team from the Lin'an branch of the Bureau of Mysterious Affairs found the warehouse.
In the last two or three days, strange things have been happening frequently, especially at night, with strange events occurring everywhere.
The authorities received a call from a member of the public saying that a person with two human heads attached to his waist walked out of a certain warehouse rental company.
Without a doubt, it was probably a strange incident, so a small team was sent over to investigate.
The team consisted of five people. They cautiously entered the only warehouse with its door open and saw a woman in flowing white clothes hanging in mid-air.
"Hanging ghost?"
The captain looked alarmed and immediately recalled the information about the hanging ghost.
The official records document the strange occurrences that have occurred over thousands of years, compiling them into an information database. The first lesson for each team member is to memorize all this information.
"A hanging ghost, and a woman at that, at least a fierce ghost, or even a malevolent ghost. We are no match for it, retreat immediately and notify the advanced squad to come over."
The official hunting teams are ranked, and this is just a beginner team, which can only deal with wild monsters, and they are not guaranteed to succeed every time.
They can't handle this hanging ghost, which is at least at the level of a fierce ghost.
The captain acted decisively and immediately ordered a retreat.
Unfortunately, they were a step too late. The Hanged Ghost floated over in the air and instantly blocked their way.
"Five brothers, how about we hang ourselves together?"
A few minutes later, all five members of the team were hanged at the warehouse entrance.
A gust of wind blew by, and the corpse swayed.
The Hanged Ghost killed and devoured souls, but did not leave. It returned to the warehouse and guarded the Ghost-Sealing Chessboard.
It seemed convinced that someone would come out from inside.
Chessboard space.
Xia Tianqiong and Liu Zhongjun were only a dozen meters apart.
"The rules of death are varied and many of them share a similar characteristic: the sole survivor rule."
Upon hearing Xia Tianqiong's words, Liu Zhongjun's face stiffened, and cold sweat poured down his back.
Xia Tianqiong couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, becoming even more certain of her guess.
"These kinds of rules only allow one person to survive, or rather, the rules will only end when only one person remains."
So if I kill you, some rule in this space will end, and I can leave.
"That's impossible! You're just guessing!"
Liu Zhongjun remained defiant, but the fine beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed him.
Xia Tianqiong stopped wasting words and directly used the Heavenly Rope to bind him.
"You can't kill me. I'm from the Liu family. I notified the family before I came in, and they'll be here soon. If you kill me, they'll kill you too."
Liu Zhongjun was still making a last-ditch effort, but he wasn't lying.
I did call my family earlier to tell them about the situation here, and they said they would send someone over immediately. They asked me to hold on for a while.
But it's unlikely that I can hold on for long.
"Tell me the specific details about this space and how to use it, and I won't kill you."
Xia Tianqiong was very interested in this place.
It not only features various terrains and landforms, but also seals away many rare and bizarre things.
If we can control this space, we might be able to find a way to seal the strange creature. Even if that doesn't work, we can still unseal it, either by making a contract with it or by killing it and exchanging it for gold.
In short, he took a liking to this space.
"If I tell you, you'll definitely kill me."
Liu Zhongjun wasn't stupid. If he didn't speak up, he might live a little longer; if he did, he would be killed immediately.
Xia Tianqiong frowned slightly. It seemed that without some tricks, he couldn't force him to speak.
Then he dragged Liu Zhongjun into the mirror space.
As soon as I entered, seven waiters surrounded me to complain. The first waiter was being upgraded, so now there were only seven left.
“Master, our ghost bodies are severely injured and urgently need Netherworld Gold to repair them, but the delivery ghosts won’t give us any.”
"It wants to watch us die! Master, you have to stand up for us."
“You clearly instructed us to find a takeout vendor to collect the gold if we were injured, but it disobeyed your orders and refused to give it to us. You must punish it.”
The waiters surrounded Xia Tianqiong with aggrieved expressions, all complaining about the strange delivery service.
Xia Tianqiong listened for a few minutes and roughly understood.
When I entrusted the gold notes to the delivery ghost for safekeeping, I told him that if anyone was injured in battle or needed to level up, they should go to the delivery ghost to collect the gold.
It's now essentially Xia Tianqiong's property manager.
When we were dealing with the zombie clones, several of the waiters were severely corroded by the poisonous fog, but the delivery ghost didn't give them any gold.
This clearly disobeyed Xia Tianqiong's orders.
So he called the delivery guy over, asking, "What's going on? Why aren't you giving them gold?"
The delivery guy, however, remained calm. “Master, they are indeed badly injured, but they can recover with thirty or forty taels of silver. But they are asking for two or three hundred taels of silver. That’s too much. I don’t dare to make the decision.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ba couldn't help but argue, "We did say a little too much, but that was to restore our demonic forms to their peak condition so that we could fight better for our master."
The mistress also stepped forward and said, "You thought two or three hundred taels was too much for each of us, but the mirror image ghost asked for five hundred taels, and you gave it to it without hesitation. What do you mean by that? Are you deliberately making things difficult for us?"
The delivery ghost remained calm. "As you can see, the zombie ghost's poisonous fog has corroded many houses and buildings. These were all copied by the mirror ghost using the power of the underworld."
To repair it, the old one must be erased and a new one made, which consumes a lot of spirit gold. I think this is a reasonable loss, so I gave it to them.
The waiters were still not satisfied with its explanation, but they had nothing more to say.
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