The days in autumn and winter are very short. In almost the blink of an eye, night has fallen and the South City is bustling with lights and music.
An Rugu frowned slightly. For some reason, the yin energy in South City was extremely heavy today, as if something was reviving. The concentration of yin energy was not much different from that of the previous Ghost Festival.
There were too many ghosts roaming around the city, which easily led to chaos. As a contract worker in the underworld, she had written several jobs related to maintaining law and order on her task list.
She was afraid of Youdu and didn't want her soul to leave her body, so she left the Taoist temple alone at night and wandered around the city.
She has the ability to see the other world, and can also summon spirits. In fact, she doesn't even need to leave her body to complete the task.
For example, after completing several soul-collecting missions, she directly summoned the souls to the Taoist temple and sent them to the underground for salvation.
"Aaaaaaah."
At this time, a man's screaming was heard in the distance.
An walked towards that place as usual, and what he saw was a private car.
A man crawled out of the car, screaming, "Don't kill me, please. Help, help, help, is there anyone? Come and save me."
He ran very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had run into the alley in the distance.
An Rugu took a closer look, his eyes flashing with coldness. That seemingly ordinary black car was actually surrounded by so much evil energy!
She simply opened her Yin-Yang eyes, and a faint gray mist appeared on the outer circle of her black eyeballs, hazily reflecting a completely different world.
The color on the black vehicle faded, the metallic luster gradually disappeared, and it became smaller and smaller. It turned out to be a paper car!
This man really encountered a ghost.
She raised her hand and made a gesture, and a golden flying sword appeared behind her, shining brightly. She raised her right hand slightly, swung it forward, and flew towards the paper cart.
As a result, at this moment, a head suddenly popped out of the driver's window.
The driver shouted angrily in the direction the man left: "You burned my car and didn't pay. Damn it, I've never seen such a low-class person like you. I'm speechless!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head 180 degrees to look at the back seat of the vehicle.
A small was burned in the back seat cushion hole, with white smoke coming out of it and the flames still spreading around.
The driver immediately blew with his mouth, and wisps of negative energy flew towards the flame. He blew for a long time before the flame gradually became smaller and went out.
However, a big hole the size of two people's buttocks was burned on the seat cushion, and the air was filled with the smell of ashes.
The driver turned around, grief-stricken, and slapped the steering wheel hard, sobbing: "Oh, why am I so unlucky? The money I earned today is not enough to repair my car!"
The next second, his sobs choked and his pupils widened. He didn't know when his paper car was surrounded by golden flying swords.
The flying sword flashed with dazzling golden light, almost illuminating the surrounding area as bright as day, and was the natural enemy of all dark things.
Driver ghost: “???”
His legs were shaking and trembling, and a woman in a white windbreaker came in front of him.
——I actually ran into someone from the Xuanmen sect.
He quickly opened the door, bowed and nodded to the other party, and admitted his defeat very quickly: "Master, please spare me, don't get me wrong, I didn't hurt anyone, I just came here to drive a car to earn some money to supplement my family expenses."
"What's going on?"
He was afraid that An Rugu would raise his hand and a flying sword would turn him into ashes, so he immediately cleared himself of suspicion: "I told him not to smoke in the car, but the man insisted on smoking and even wanted to put out the cigarette butt with the seat cushion. But the car is a paper car, not leather, so he lit it directly."
He looked away, feeling somewhat guilty: "I was angry for a moment, so I turned my head 180 degrees to glare at him."
After he finished speaking, he quickly waved his hands to show his innocence, and said with a hint of grievance in his voice: "He burned my car and ate a free meal. It was very difficult for me."
An Rugu: “…”
She lowered her eyes to look at the driver ghost in front of her who had a look of fear on his face, and when she saw that he had no blood on his body, her expression relaxed a little.
"How did you get up here?"
There are many reasons why ghosts come up from the underworld, such as returning on the seventh day after death, or coming up to play during the Ghost Festival.
But he didn't die recently, and the Ghost Festival had already passed.
The driver ghost saw this and immediately said, "I followed the Qingshan Ghost King up here."
"Qingshan Ghost King?"
The driver nodded and answered honestly: "Yes, he is a very powerful ghost king in the underworld. We usually serve him. Today he brought us up with him for something. My wife wants to buy a new phone to watch live broadcasts, but money is too tight, so I secretly ran away from the main group to drive, hoping to make some money..."
An Rugu frowned when he heard this, thinking that there must be something wrong when things go wrong.
"Do you know where the ghost king is?"
The driver ghost shook his head: "How can we spy on the whereabouts of Lord Ghost King?"
"OK."
An Rugu waved his right hand, and the golden flying sword surrounding the paper car instantly flew back, sank into his right hand, and disappeared.
The driver was overjoyed to see this, heaved a long sigh of relief, and quickly thanked: "Master, may you live a peaceful life!"
"Don't let me see you disturbing the living, or I won't let you go."
The driver nodded his head and said, "I understand. Goodbye, Master. Take care!"
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He stood up as if he had been pardoned, and returned to the car. The vehicle started moving and gradually drove away.
An Rugu raised his hand and drew a talisman in the air. After the talisman took shape, it turned into a white shadow and flew towards the paper car.
This is the art of drawing talismans in the air. There is no need for cinnabar or yellow paper. All you need is the talisman in your mind to borrow power from ghosts and gods. Only those who have mastered the art of talismans can use it.
She withdrew her hand, and a dark color flashed across her eyes.
A ghost king actually came to the small South City. The driver was a clue, suitable for fishing.
As soon as there was any unusual movement over there, she would be able to sense that something was wrong.
..............
A laboratory somewhere in South City
There is a huge glass vessel in the center of the laboratory.
Qian Weilai was stunned for a while, then walked up to it and saw a red object.
The object was shaped like a peach and about the size of an adult's fist. It was covered with blood vessels, beating back and forth, sometimes contracting, sometimes swelling.
It was a bright red, beating heart.
He turned around and looked at the strange woman, and asked curiously, "Didn't you ask me to get the Gu worm? Why are you showing me a heart?"
The woman looked to be forty years old at most. Her skin was very white, eerily white, with faint dark circles under her eyes and a very tired look.
She pushed up her glasses, her voice as hoarse as sandpaper: "I want to tell you about the precautions of the Insect and Bird Heart Gu."
She put on gloves, took out a clean glass test tube, moved in front of the glassware, and inserted the test tube into it.
In an instant, thin red threads pierced through the heart from the inside, entangled with each other, and poured into the glass test tube.
When the witch saw that she had collected most of the test tube, she withdrew her hand and covered the test tube with a lid.
She tilted the test tube, and the red filaments inside twisted and meandered like snakes in the clear glass tube.
Qian Weilai's pupils shrank slightly and goose bumps appeared on his arms. He always felt that this thing seemed to have life and was very strange.
He subconsciously said, "Is this the Gu worm? Why does it look like this?"
When the Gu Po saw him slandering the Gu worm she raised, she frowned, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and her attitude was icy: "Speak with more respect, this is a treasure I raised with all my effort."
Qian Weilai felt cold all over when she looked at him like that.
The members of their organization often plot against others and are good at sorcery. For example, Fang Ruoshui knows the art of exorcism, but the fear she brings to him is not as strong as that of a sorcerer.
After all, the art of exorcism is used by carpenters, and the talisman is a coffin or something like that. How can it be like a witch who lives with insects all day long?
He felt that the witch was on par with the corpse raiser who was caught by the police before, and they were tied for first place, extremely disgusting.
Qian Weilai's face turned pale, and he said against his will: "I just said it casually. Your bug is so powerful, strength is much more important than appearance."
Upon hearing this, the witch's expression eased a little, and she handed the test tube to Qian Weilai. After he took it, she said, "We have two main ways to poison people. One is through food, which is the fastest and most effective, and is also the least likely to be discovered..."
Qian Weilai shook his head and said, "No, I sneaked in quietly. It's too difficult to get food in. Is there any other way?"
"Yes." The witch said, "The second way is through clothing. When the time comes, you open the test tube and pour the poisonous insects inside onto her body. When the poisonous insects smell the smell of flesh and blood, they will instinctively crawl onto her skin, then drill into her skin and then into her heart. That will be considered a success."
Qian Weilai's eyes lit up: "This is quite convenient."
He just needed to shake the poisonous insect inside onto her body when she was not prepared.
“It’s not that simple.”
The witch raised her hand and showed the glove on her hand to the other party, saying in a cold tone: "This insect has never sucked the blood of the other party before, so it can't recognize its master. No matter who it is, it will devour his flesh and blood."
"Remember, you must wear gloves and don't expose your skin to the insects."
Qian Weilai swallowed his saliva, felt the test tube in his hand getting slightly hot, and complained, "This insect is too dangerous. What if it gets me killed?"
“Danger always comes with opportunity.”
The Gu Po pushed her glasses, walked over to the glass container, and looked at the beating heart in the middle. "Insect and bird heart Gu is extremely rare. I will only give you this one chance. If you fail, I will not help you. You will have to accept the punishment yourself."
Qian Weilai's expression gradually became cautious, and he nodded gently: "I understand, but why can't I take it a second time? Is it that I have only raised so many?"
The witch raised her lips in a strange smile, staring at the beating heart in front of her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Of course not. It's just that if I give you a little more, he won't be able to bear it."
it?
Qian Weilai asked subconsciously: "Are you talking about this heart?"
He thought about it for a long time and then something dawned on him.
He had recently learned about parasitism in biology class. The Gu worm was very much like a parasite, living in the heart. The reason why this heart could beat was probably because of the Gu worm.
The witch just smiled and said nothing. After a long while, she said, "This is not your business. Go and do your business."
Qian Weilai saw that she didn't want to say anything, and felt disdainful in his heart. He didn't want to know yet.
He immediately turned around and left the laboratory, leaving behind the witch and the beating heart.
............
After leaving the laboratory, Qian Weilai drove straight to Izumo Temple.
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He raised his hand to look at the watch. It was already half past eight in the evening. The Izumo Temple should have closed. He wondered if they had gone to bed.
If he slept, it would be easier for him to succeed. If he didn't, he wasn't afraid, because he was fully armed and ready.
Qian Weilai rubbed the insect and bird heart poison and the talisman with his fingertips, and excitement flashed in his eyes.
Soon, he arrived in front of Izumo Temple. The small Taoist temple was completely different from what it was during the day. It was shrouded in endless darkness and looked eerie. Only one room was faintly lit.
He thought that the place where the light was was the target, so he sneaked into the Taoist temple quietly, his steps were as slow as a cat, and his sound was shockingly small.
He quietly approached the window that was letting in light and looked inside. He held the talisman in his left hand and the insect and bird heart poison in his right hand, ready to throw the talisman out in the next second to catch the other party off guard.
However, when he looked closely, he saw a woman sitting in front of a computer desk, wearing headphones, her hands clacking on the keyboard like dancing, and the character on the computer killed all the people in the opposing camp without leaving a single one alive.
She didn't seem to be happy yet, and she yelled into the microphone: "You are such a bad player, and you still have the nerve to scold your sister. I sprinkled some rice on the keyboard, and the chicken played better than you. I think you just deserve a beating. If you keep nagging, I will go through the network cable to find you, do you believe it?"
Qian Weilai: “…”
A female ghost actually plays games?
Moreover, he has played this game before... I don’t know if he has ever met this female ghost. It’s really unlucky.
Seeing that there was only a female ghost in the room, he looked away and walked lightly towards the next room.
There is no light in this room. I'm afraid someone has already gone to bed.
After he pushed open the door, what he saw was a small black coffin.
Instead of withdrawing, his eyes lit up. An Rugu's previous obstruction had caused them to lose their future, which was a huge loss.
He couldn't help but walk to the black coffin, touched the gap in the coffin with both hands, and exerted strength to lift the coffin lid open.
A little zombie with its eyes open came into view.
A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. If he took her back, he would definitely be appreciated by his father.
Before the corpse-raiser was caught by the cops, he told him that this little zombie had a very chaotic consciousness, no different from a vegetative person, had no attack power, and was very easy to control.
As he thought this, he did it. He raised his hand, grabbed the little zombie by the collar, and dragged her out of the coffin.
The girl was so light that she seemed almost weightless to a young and strong man like him.
Her uncontrolled legs hit the black coffin, making a dull sound. At the same time, a crisp clanging sound was heard.
Qian Weilai looked over and saw something had fallen into the coffin, rolling back and forth. The room was too dark to see clearly what it was.
He didn't take it seriously. He grabbed the little zombie's collar tightly, like a doll, and put her on the chair next to him.
Qian Weilai rummaged through the talismans he had drawn, found a yellow immobilization talisman, and stuck it on the little zombie's forehead.
He is usually very reckless, but he is very careful when he needs to be careful. The energy of this immobilization talisman is so strong that even if the opponent goes crazy, he can't cause any trouble.
He smiled and whispered, "When the time is right, I'll take you away."
Then he turned around and was about to leave to find the room where his target was.
However, at this moment, a hoarse sound was heard, as if someone was clearing his throat.
The yin energy in the entire South City surged violently and rushed towards the Izumo Temple. The yin energy from all directions was like a substance, converging into the small room.
The City God of Nancheng was horrified when he saw this: "Such an evil spirit has descended upon the small Nancheng!"
Qian Weilai was stunned for a moment, feeling something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and saw a girl sitting upright on a chair.
She was wearing a pink pleated skirt, and her originally unfocused eyes were staring at him, with a faint green glow like a savannah lion seeing a zebra.
She opened her mouth slightly and made a hohoho sound like pulling an old bellows. It seemed as if she had lost the ability to speak. It took her a long time to regain the ability to speak.
Her lips moved up and down, with a hint of doubt on her chubby face: "...Brother, where did you put the candy she gave me?"
Her originally terrifying voice gradually became tender and soft, but it sounded like a death warrant from the King of Hell.
Qian Weilai took a deep breath, took two steps back, and his whole body tensed.
Shit, didn’t they say that this zombie is still some distance away from turning into bones?
How come they have advanced just when I arrived?
The corpse breeder clearly said that it is very difficult for zombies to advance!
He rummaged in his pocket for a long time and took out a fire talisman, which made him feel relieved. Fire can control all evil things.
As a result, when the little zombie saw that he didn't answer, he raised his hand and touched the talisman on his forehead, and tore it off directly in the other party's bloodshot eyes.
The movement was extremely easy, as if there was no resistance at all, as simple as eating a meal or drinking water.
She looked calm, and her voice sounded a little aggrieved: "Did you take the candy she gave me?"
Qian Weilai saw her tearing off the talisman as usual, and his vision went dark.
The immobilization talisman and the fire talisman were all drawn by him, and they were of similar levels. She could easily tear off the immobilization talisman, which meant that the fire talisman did not have much effect on her.
He swallowed hard and pretended to be calm. He didn't look at the little girl, but more like a terrifying beast. "I didn't take your things. Did you throw them somewhere? I really didn't see them."
"Did you really not see it? I remember I had a candy."
She vaguely remembered that a woman gave her a candy, which seemed to have a faint strawberry scent, so fragrant and must be very sweet.
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The little zombie grabbed the handle of the chair, jumped down from it, stood firm, and walked towards him.
She looked as if she hadn't walked for hundreds of years. Her steps were very inflexible, stiff as a robot, and her pace was extremely slow.
Seeing this, Qian Weilai immediately turned around, wanting to take this opportunity to run away. For a zombie that eats human flesh and blood, he was just a snack in front of her.
As a result, the next second, the originally not very flexible little zombie seemed to have the ability to teleport, and stood at the door, blocking him inside.
She raised her delicate face and said in a sweet and soft voice: "Brother, don't go."
She looks like a four-year-old child, with two ponytails and a pleated skirt, and looks very cute.
Qian Weilai was annoyed when he saw her pestering him, but since she seemed to be able to communicate, he followed her logic and said boldly, "I just took you out of the coffin and didn't touch your things at all. What should I say so that you will believe me?"
The little zombie blinked his eyes and said, "Give me the lollipop and I'll believe you."
Seeing that she was not angry, Qian Weilai's voice became louder and louder, "I said I didn't take it, and there are so many candies that taste better than lollipops. How about this, you go to the supermarket and pick it yourself, and I'll pay for you."
The little zombie looked up at his face, slowly becoming lost in thought, the sounds in his ears gradually being distorted into the voices of many men.
"Little sister, I'm waiting for your parents here. I'm your dad's colleague, and your dad asked me to pick you up."
"The candy in your hand doesn't taste good. I'll take you to eat better candy. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
The other person snatched the lollipop from her hand and picked her up.
But she didn't get the tastier candy as promised, but only got a rope.
The other party strangled his neck with a hemp rope, and the pain spread throughout his body, and his vision gradually became dim.
She was determined at that time not to let them have an easy time.
The little zombie shook his head: "I don't want your promise."
"So what do you want?"
She said in a serious tone, "I want you dead."
Her tone was very childish, as if she was asking her mother for snacks. She said the most terrible words in the calmest tone.
She heard clearly what Qian Weilai said in her ear.
Not only does he take away the candy that women give him, he also takes himself away from the women who have candy... No way.
Qian Weilai: “???”
This little zombie looked quite kind, why did he suddenly become so treacherous?
Qian Weilai gritted his teeth and threw out a fire talisman. Since the other party wanted to harm him, he shouldn't blame him.
After the fire talisman was activated, it pounced towards the little zombie like a fireball. The flames burned the skin, making a sizzling sound, and a smell of barbecue came.
The little zombie stared blankly at his burnt skin, as if he was completely out of touch with the situation.
Qian Weilai was extremely happy. He was indeed very powerful. The fire talisman he drew was effective even against the unbone-incorruptible zombies.
However, immediately afterwards, the burnt skin on her body slowly fell off like a snake shedding its skin, revealing the smooth skin underneath.
"Hold!"
Qian Weilai gritted his teeth. This zombie can actually heal itself. Doesn't it have its own nanny? Disgusting.
"It doesn't hurt." The little zombie nodded, then raised his head and walked towards Qian Weilai.
As a top-level zombie, she is not afraid of sunlight and fire. Her body is indestructible, her self-healing ability is very high, and her vitality is tenacious. Even if Qian Weilai's talisman skills are very strong, the fire talisman can do little damage to her.
When Qian Weilai saw her approaching him, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy and his teeth were grinding.
He was about to die at the hands of a little zombie before he even saw his target. It was really infuriating.
A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he took out a fire spell and threw it at the little zombie. The overwhelming fireball surrounded the little zombie, almost burning it into a charcoal.
While the other party was dealing with the fire talisman, he took out a stick of incense from his pocket and recited a spell. The incense was lit, and green smoke rose up and filled the air.
The little zombie shook his body, the charcoal fell off, and his skin became smooth as jade again.
She continued to walk towards Qian Weilai, but at this moment, a terrifying force descended upon her head, and a strong yin energy roared in, almost forming a tornado.
When the tornado dissipated, a man in white stood in front of him. He was wearing a white robe with green bamboo embroidered on it, holding a folding fan, looking elegant and unrestrained.
He raised his hand and bowed to the little zombie, his attitude was very solemn, as if he didn't care that she looked like a four-year-old child: "I am the Ghost King Qingshan, I am honored to meet you."
Qian Weilai was very proud when he saw the Qingshan Ghost King coming, and asked quickly, "Sir, I wonder if you can subdue this little zombie?"
The Ghost King of Qingshan waved his folding fan with a smile on his face: "Don't worry."
His ability is comparable to that of the zombie Hanba, while this unbone-incorruptible zombie has just gained consciousness and is not that powerful, far inferior to himself.
He raised his folding fan, condensed a cold wind, and blew it at the little zombie.
However, at this moment, something strange happened. Countless golden flying swords, making a sound of breaking through the air, stabbed towards him.
"not good."
Qingshan Ghost King held the folding fan and took two steps back, and had to fan the Yin wind to resist the golden flying sword. The golden flying sword and the Yin Qi disappeared at the same time.
An Rugu walked into the room and looked at the extremely lively room, frowning: "What's the matter with the visitor in the middle of the night?"
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