After the students finished their meal, Ruan Bei and Qin Gu rushed to the hospital.
I visited my father first and learned some good news: his leg injury is recovering well, he doesn't need to stay in the hospital anymore, and he can rest at home.
Mr. Ruan had been restless for a long time; he's always been a restless person. Now, lying in bed all day, he's completely exhausted.
As soon as Ruan Bei arrived, he grabbed his son's hand and complained that he wanted to go back, but his wife and daughter disagreed. He asked Ruan Bei and Qin Gu to stand by him and speak on his behalf.
His father had never bowed his head like this before. Ruan Bei found it amusing, but also felt that his father had really suffered this time, so he helped persuade his mother to agree to have his father discharged from the hospital the next day.
After staying at the hospital for a while, Ruan Bei and his companion said goodbye and left to talk in a room booked by the Special Affairs Bureau team at a hotel near the hospital.
Actually, if we were just talking about the origin of that evil spirit, we could have done it over the phone. The reason we arranged to meet was because Ruan Bei's big gift package had been sent to us.
When the news got back, many people in the bureau were unhappy. Why did everyone else come in with nothing, but he brought back a whole bunch of good stuff?
However, once Ruan Bei's intelligence was reported, most of the voices went silent.
The ability to see ghosts has been absent for at least several decades.
Furthermore, he had only been practicing for half a year, yet he had already torn apart a hundred-year-old evil spirit with his bare hands. With this talent, given time, he would become a leading figure in the Xuanmen sect.
In metaphysical cultivation, talent is paramount. With such talent, his sect has a very strong backing. I've heard he's still quite young, and his future is bright.
Even if you don't want to curry favor with such a genius from the Xuanmen sect, you can't afford to offend him, because you never know when you might have to ask him for help.
Forget it, they're not the ones paying for it anyway. No matter how vehemently they object, they won't get any of the good stuff saved up.
With the dissenting voices silenced, Xuan Ningcheng took it as tacit agreement and instructed his junior apprentice to go to the warehouse, pick out his junior brother's onboarding gift package, pack it up, and send it over by express mail along with his identification documents.
There are many valuable items inside, and Ji Weilan dares not hand them over casually. She must check them out with Ruan Bei in person.
Ruan Bei didn't understand those materials either. He just pushed them all in front of Qin Gu as soon as he got them, asking him to take a look and keep them if there were no problems.
Looking at the pile of unexpected wealth in front of him, Qin Gu sighed inwardly that the Special Affairs Bureau was indeed quite lucrative. It seemed that he could no longer slack off and drift through life. He had to earn the materials as soon as possible to finish drawing Xiao Bei's Yu'an Umbrella.
"This is the Soul-Capturing Bell that Fifth Uncle wanted." Ji Weilan opened the tightly packaged wooden box, inside which was a small brass bell, only the size of a fingertip, which could be described as small and cute.
Ruan Bei took it and gently shook it: "Why isn't it making a sound?"
"This is a magical artifact; shaking it like that won't make a sound. You need to..."
"jingle------"
The crisp sound of the bell rang, and Ruan Bei felt a surge of energy. Then he sensed several wandering ghosts fleeing in panic nearby.
Those few new ghosts, who probably didn't have much cultivation, were almost shattered by his shaking.
Ruan Bei quickly withdrew his spiritual energy, and the bell indeed stopped ringing.
"This Soul-Capturing Bell is quite a good match for Junior Uncle," Ji Weilan said with a smile.
The Soul-Capturing Bell, as its name suggests, is a magical artifact that works on the soul. Moreover, it is not an ordinary low-grade magical artifact. Its function is not limited to capturing souls. What specific effects it can play depends on its owner.
Ruan Bei could activate it immediately, and the sound was quite unusual, so it would obviously be very easy to use.
Ruan Bei recalled her feelings just now and said with a smile, "I think so too."
His perception, or rather his mental strength, wasn't that strong before. Unless the ghost was very close, he couldn't sense it, but even at that distance, it was less effective than if he could see it with his own eyes.
But when he used the bell just now, he immediately sensed the ghosts outside the hotel.
“I knew this would suit Xiao Bei.”
Qin Gu fiddled with the small bell in his palm: "Go back and get the red string to thread it and carry it with you."
"Okay." Ruan Beixin took the new treasure and was quite fond of it.
Ji Weilan handed him the documents again, and Ruan Bei was immediately excited when he saw the little booklet he had been longing for.
He wiped his hands before carefully taking it, opening it and admiring it closely. Then he saw two prominent characters below the name.
"What's this……"
Qin Gu peeked out, coughed lightly, and turned his head away. He was finally free from hiding his ID. Before, when Xiao Bei wanted to see it, he tried every means to hide it.
"Internal code name." Ji Weilan had seen many of these before and didn't think much of it. He even took the initiative to explain, "As you know, Junior Uncle, in the Xuanmen, you can't just tell others your name. There are many names that are more famous than your real name."
During the reorganization, we discovered that many members of the Xuanmen sect had names that no one knew. Even though their names were well-known outside, their credentials were meant to prove their identity. If no one knew them, wouldn't that greatly diminish their effectiveness?
So they compromised and printed the names on it as well, which made it complete.
Following this tradition, the company developed the habit of sending a code name upon joining.
Ruan Bei: "...This Chongming..."
"Oh, it means Chongming Bird. Master specially chose this name for you." Ji Weilan thought the code name was very good, with a good meaning and appropriateness.
The Double-Eyed Bird has double pupils, while Junior Uncle possesses the ability to see yin and yang.
The Chongming bird is a divine bird that can ward off fierce beasts and demons. In modern terms, it would probably be used to exorcise ghosts and subdue demons.
Ruan Bei: "..."
He tried hard not to let an awkward smile show.
"Where's Kunkun?" Ruan Bei suddenly realized that everyone had a code name, so Kunkun should have one too!
"Fifth Uncle's code name is Zhulong." Seeing that Qin Gu didn't seem inclined to speak, Ji Weilan said it for him.
Ruan Bei: "...Pfft."
Both are equally childish, and now I'm fine again.
Qin Gu: "..."
I knew it! Luckily, it wasn't exposed until Xiao Bei got his documents, otherwise he would have laughed at me to death.
"Alright, let's get down to business. What exactly is that evil spirit?" Qin Gu didn't want to dwell on the code name any longer, so he changed the subject.
As soon as he mentioned this, he immediately caught Ruan Bei's attention: "Right, has the person behind that evil spirit been caught?"
Ji Weilan composed himself and said, "We have found the source of our arrival; they are subordinates of the Netherworld Ghost King."
Qin Gu frowned: "It's him?"
Ruan Bei had never heard of this name before, but based on the words "Ghost King," he guessed: "Is it the one who hid in the mountains?"
Qin Gu and Ji Weilan both laughed. Ji Weilan said loudly, "Junior Uncle is right, a cowardly rat hiding in the mountains."
Qin Gu had mentioned the events of twenty years ago to him before, but he only gave a general overview and didn't know the specifics, since he wasn't even born then.
Ji Weilan said a bit more. It is said that there were as many as five ghost kings who got into trouble back then. Three of them were killed in the great battle, and the remaining White Bone Ghost King and Yinming Ghost King fled with their subordinates.
However, among these two ghost kings, the Yinming Ghost King was not very powerful. In fact, he was the weakest of the five ghost kings. When he escaped, he was severely injured, and his ghost generals were scattered and few remained.
Qin Gu originally thought that even if the investigation traced back to the Ghost King, it would be the White Bone Ghost King who was behind it, as he had many ghost generals under his command.
Moreover, when his fourth senior brother told him about those past events, he said that the White Bone Demon King was a hot-tempered guy twenty years ago, the kind who would fight anyone who disagreed with him. If it weren't for his special cultivation method, he would have been the first to die.
At a time like this, someone who still dares to cause trouble must be someone like the White Bone Demon King, who, even as a ghost, is still hot-blooded.
"Are you sure it's him? How many ghost generals does he have under his command? And has he recovered from his injuries?" It's easy for a ghost to recover from its injuries, but it's also difficult, depending on whether there is enough yin energy to replenish it and whether incense is offered to it.
Although the King of the Underworld is a ghost king, he has been beaten into a stray dog, so where would he get any replenishment or offerings?
Since everyone present was trustworthy, Ji Weilan didn't hide anything: "It's true, he did want to push it onto the White Bone Ghost King. You know, with White Bone's temper, can he talk properly? If you fight him, he might just admit it without a second thought. But the Underworld Ghost King didn't expect that White Bone had a past with someone, and when that person's descendant came forward to inquire, White Bone finally gave a reply that the evil ghost had nothing to do with him."
This news was unfamiliar to them, and even Ruan Bei became curious: "How could they find out about someone who has a past with the Ghost King?"
Ji Weilan frowned and said, "I'm not quite sure either, but Master said this person's information is reliable."
He glanced at Qin Gu, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, as if that person had some connection with Fifth Uncle.
Qin Gu was trying to match the stories he had heard with reality and did not notice Ji Weilan's gaze.
After much thought, they realized that the Ghost King was too far removed from them, and with their current abilities, even if they knew it was the Ghost King, there was nothing they could do.
"And then what? You just leave it at that?"
“That wasn’t the case then,” Ji Weilan said. “The Special Affairs Bureau has already sent people to negotiate, and our sect has also sent a senior uncle. However, the Yinming Ghost King has gone deep into the mountains again, and our people are looking for him.”
Ruan Bei: "Again?"
Can't this Ghost King have any backbone?!
Although there's still no useful information, the criminal suspect is trapped deep in the mountains, and his underlings can no longer cause trouble. At least for now, there's no need to worry about the safety of his family.
Before going to bed that night, the two chatted for a while as usual. Ruan Bei recalled what happened that day and hesitated before saying, "Kunkun, don't you think that Qin Shen is strange? He seems... seems a little afraid of you?"
Qin Gu also found it puzzling: "There is a bit of a reason."
Qin Shen looked arrogant towards others, but when he threw a dagger at him, Qin Shen seemed to be really stabbed and instantly wilted.
"Strange, could it be some kind of ghost? Why is he so afraid of you?" Ruan Bei had only ever seen ghosts so afraid of Kun Kun.
Qin Gu laughed and said, "Then it must be a cuckold, or a turtle spirit."
Ruan Bei: "...Hahahahahahahaha."
Ruan Bei burst out laughing. Luckily, Qin Shen didn't hear it, or he would have been furious.
...
On the other side of the city, Song Wanzhou returned home reeking of alcohol.
The nanny came forward and took the coat he had taken off.
Song Wanzhou drank a bit too much, but he had a high alcohol tolerance and didn't get drunk.
He leaned back on the sofa and asked, "Where is he?"
The nanny glanced upstairs and said cautiously, "The young master is in his room."
Song Wanzhou, with his eyes closed, chuckled, "He didn't cause any trouble today?"
The nanny's face lit up with a hint of joy: "Young master has been very well-behaved these past few days, perhaps he knows that you are doing this for his own good."
Song Wanzhou's lips curled up, revealing a hint of pleasure: "He only gives me a friendly face because he needs something from me. My son acts like an ancestor."
A few days ago, he suddenly asked him to take him to visit another family. Song Wanzhou was surprised, but since it was rare for this kid to make a request, he agreed. Unexpectedly, he didn't cause any more trouble these past few days.
Just then, the person in question came downstairs.
Song Jiaxi, holding a file folder, walked up to Song Wanzhou and said, "Dad, I need your help."
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