If it happens again, even if it's unintentional, Wong Tai Sin will not let it go easily. Then, no one can save you!
Su Mingyang nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, not daring to breathe loudly.
Next, Master Jin told us about the steps and precautions for 'passing through the underworld'.
He sternly warned us that none of his demands were to be violated.
Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, it will not only endanger Huang Xiangu alone; the consequences will be unimaginable and may trigger a series of unpredictable disasters.
Su Mingyang, that good-for-nothing, kept nodding, saying that if Master Jin told him to go east, he would never go west.
After explaining everything, all that's left is to wait for nightfall.
Since the 'passing through the underworld' could only be done at midnight, Su Mingyang and I planned to stay in the Rebirth Pavilion, but we were chased away by Master Jin.
What they said was extremely rude.
"What are you doing here if you're not going to get out? You look like you're having a terrible time, you're interfering with my business, get out of here!"
There was no other way, so Su Mingyang and I took a shower and then went to the Martyrs' Cemetery for refuge.
I didn't sleep a wink last night. I had only been leaning against the stone sculpture for a few minutes when I fell asleep.
Whether it was the protection of a heroic spirit or the effect of the bracelet given by Huang Xiangu, I slept exceptionally soundly this time.
I didn't wake up until it got dark.
I checked the time and it was already eleven o'clock.
I patted Su Mingyang, who was sleeping like a log and snoring loudly: "Get up quickly, it's midnight!"
"Honey, stop fooling around, let me sleep a little longer."
Su Mingyang mumbled sleepily as he turned over, his arm instinctively wrapping around my leg, as if he mistook me for a technician, before trying to fall back into a deep sleep.
Just as I was about to kick him, I inadvertently noticed a coin-sized bruise that had appeared out of nowhere on his neck.
Having worked in the funeral home for so many years, I recognized this thing at a glance.
This isn't a bruise, it's damn lividity!!!
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