Chapter 34 The Mysterious Man in Black
Shen Qingze's injuries were not easy to recover from. He slept in bed for three days before his complexion began to improve.
In addition to dealing with the pile of verdicts every day, Yeluweisi rushed back to the bedroom to take care of Shen Qingze.
When Shen Qingze finally opened his eyes tiredly, he saw Yeluvis, who was hugging him and resting beside him with bruises under his eyes. He felt heartbroken.
His willfulness this time finally made Yeluvis very angry.
"Yeluvis, why are you locking me up?"
As Shen Qingze's health improved, he began to feel restless and wanted to run out of the ghost house every day.
The ghost house once again staged the drama of the little wife running away and the overbearing president chasing me.
He pulled the gold chain on his ankle helplessly.
One end of the chain was hooked on the bedpost, and the other end was tightly looped around his ankle. The chain was long enough to reach the yard outside the house, but he couldn't move any further than the door.
Yeluvis didn't really want to imprison him in this small place, but he couldn't let Shen Qingze leave his sight and do dangerous things.
This time, he was really scared.
"Try to sneak out again. I don't mind keeping you locked up like this."
Yeluweisi held Shen Qingze's ankle, which was encircled, and rubbed his calf.
"Your injury has not yet healed. Hei Wuchang said that many new ghosts have come to the ghost market outside the street recently. They are very aggressive and may hurt you."
"I'm not a porcelain doll, look at me",
"I can run and jump now~"
Shen Qing stretched out her hand and pinched a corner of Yeluweisi's robe, and said coquettishly in a sweet tone,
Unfortunately, the Ghost King was already familiar with his tricks, and was not pleased with them. He just lowered his head and rubbed his legs.
Shen Qingze actually enjoyed the care and restraint that Yeluweisi had for him. Sometimes he even wondered if he had some alphabetic attributes.
But does that matter? Not really.
Because the other party is Yeluvis.
"When you feel better in a few days, I'll send someone to follow you and you can go out and play again."
"Okay~"
Shen Qing knew that he was in the wrong, so he followed Yeluweisi's lead, took medicine obediently every day, and ate and slept in the palace to recuperate.
Only Shen Qingze could enjoy such a leisurely life. The ghost officials in the ghost palace were so busy that even Ye Luweis had to work overtime from time to time.
Shen Qing noticed that Yeluweisi came back later and later.
Did something terrible happen in the world of the living? Why does it seem like the number of ghosts in the underworld is increasing day by day?
He couldn't continue to do nothing and had to go back to the Yang World to investigate the situation.
No matter how reluctant Yeluweisi was, he couldn't bear to do that to Shen Qingze.
"Promise me you'll be careful"
Shen Qing placed a kiss on his lips, but before he could pull away, Yeluvis deepened the kiss. This kiss was full of punishment.
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The night was as dark as ink, and Shen Qing came to Yin Yang Gate alone.
As Yeluvis had said, the ghosts came like a flood, blocking the Yin-Yang Gate. Even though the ghost guards in charge of guarding the Yin-Yang Gate had increased their number, they were still in a panic.
A biting chill came over him and he couldn't help but shiver.
He took advantage of the chaos to shuttle through the crowd and carefully came to the ghost market outside the street.
In the darkness, countless ghosts are floating or hiding, looking like crazy.
Some of them were baring their teeth and waving their claws, making sharp screams; some of them were curled up in a ball, trembling.
Shen Qingze observed as he moved forward, not daring to make too much noise with every step.
The ghost market outside gave him an increasingly strange feeling. The bustle here was no longer a prosperous bustle, but a noisy, complicated, and chaotic "bustle".
It's only been a few days, how come he looks so different from when he first came back?
What exactly happened in the Yang world?
Shen Qingze's doubts grew stronger, and he could not help but quicken his pace.
He just wanted to get away from this chaotic place as soon as possible.
Suddenly, a ghost rushed straight towards him.
The ghost's face was distorted beyond human form, his eyes were lifeless, and black mucus kept coming out of his mouth.
Its body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and its limbs were twisted and swayed at strange angles.
Shen Qing quickly dodged to the side, staring at the ghost.
Not far away, a group of ghosts gathered together, they seemed to be fighting for something.
Shen Qing approached quietly and saw that what they were fighting for was something emitting a faint glow. The light was flickering and seemed like it would go out at any time.
These ghosts fought for the items, biting and pulling each other, making creepy noises.
One of the ghosts had its arm torn off, but it seemed unconscious and was still madly participating in the fight.
Further ahead, a female ghost in ancient costume stood there quietly.
Her hair fell down, almost covering her entire face.
Shen Qingze was alert and approached slowly.
When he was still a few steps away from the female ghost, she suddenly raised her head slowly, revealing a pale face with dislocated facial features and her mouth stretched from ear to ear, revealing an extremely weird smile.
Just as Shen Qingze was preparing to respond, the female ghost suddenly ran away like crazy, muttering something.
Shen Qing frowned. He found that most of these ghosts had no self-awareness and were completely driven by instinct.
It stands to reason that unless the ghosts are forcibly disturbed by external spells such as possession and sacrifice, they will not lose themselves in the streets.
The underworld will not take away the ghost's consciousness when they were human.
On the contrary, they will clearly know that they are dead and will seek reincarnation on their own.
These ghosts obviously don't even have the consciousness of being human.
Their behavior is chaotic and crazy. The entire outer street ghost market seems like a huge madhouse, filled with endless weirdness and horror.
Shen Qingze suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a look of hostility came from him.
The crooked lantern on the street corner swayed in the night wind. In the dim light, a black corner of clothing was faintly visible behind the broken walls.
The man in black stood in the deep shadows, his black robe soaking into the night like ink. Only his eyes glowed with a cold green light, like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass, spying on its prey.
Shen Qing recalled the familiar gaze. It was the psychopath who had followed him in the alley before!
The gravel made a crisp sound under the soles of his boots. Just as Shen Qing turned around, a dark figure flashed into the alley like a ghost.
He followed on tiptoe, the musty smell mixed with the stench of decay in the alley assaulting him.
The hem of the man in black's robe swept across the cobwebs in the corner of the wall, but did not leave any sound of footsteps. Only the mottled water marks on the wall reflected a distorted outline.
"stop!"
Shen Qing swung out the soul-binding rope, and the sharp sound of the chain cutting through the air startled the night owl under the eaves.
The man in black turned around suddenly and threw out three poisoned silver needles from his sleeves. The needle tips glowed purple in the moonlight.
Shen Qing turned around to avoid it, and the silver needle penetrated deeply into the brick wall behind him, splashing tiny sparks.
After chasing through three streets and alleys, the man in black suddenly jumped onto the tilted eaves.
Shen Qing followed closely behind, the tiles under his feet groaning under the weight.
The night wind lifted the hem of the black robe, revealing the dark brown humus soil on the soles of the man's boots.
The two chased each other until they reached the dense forest outside the ghost street.
A cliff suddenly appeared in front of him, and the man in black jumped down without any fear. A vortex of formation appeared out of thin air, instantly swallowing up the man in black's falling figure.
Shen Qingze didn't have time to think about it, he used the Wind Control Technique to follow closely, and jumped into the vortex together.
The vortex was spinning so hard that Shen Qingze couldn't tell the road ahead.
Where does this formation connect to...
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