The master and disciple turned their heads and saw an old man in white clothes and a long beard standing not far away. The old man looked like an immortal.
However, what surprised Lu Jingzhi was that his lower body was not a normal pair of legs, but a ball of white mist.
The mist seemed to merge with his body, making him float in the air, giving people an otherworldly feeling.
There was a faint smile on the old face, and that smile was as warm as the spring breeze. He didn't look like someone from the Gui Yamen at all.
"Humph, who told you to hide inside and not come out? You even sent guards to kill us."
The old man stroked his beard helplessly and said, "It was you who wanted to break in that triggered the ghost guards."
Lu Jingzhi coughed and interrupted, "We don't know the rules here either, senior, I'm really sorry."
"Hahaha...it's okay, it's okay." After saying that, he turned around and waved his hand lightly. The black death energy once again condensed into an identical strange government office.
"No living people are allowed in here, that's why you triggered the guards."
Lu Jingzhi stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said, "Senior, could you answer a few questions from me?"
The old man looked Lu Jingzhi up and down, his piercing eyes brightening a little, "Welcome home."
“???”
Lu Jingzhi was a little confused by his words, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
"It's nothing special. I just want to welcome you home. As for why I say that, you have to go to Guimen Pass in person to understand the situation."
[Tsk tsk… This stinky old man is so uncomfortable just saying half a sentence (?°??°?)]
After Lu Jingzhi finished complaining in his heart, he clasped his fists and asked, "Excuse me, senior, how can I leave this Yin-Yang realm?"
The old man replied, "Go to Guimen Pass and find the boundary master here. They will send you out."
"Realm Master?" Lu Jingzhi lowered his head and thought for a moment before asking again, "But will they help us?"
"Don't worry, she will definitely help you." The old man looked at him meaningfully.
Lu Jingzhi was very happy to hear this. He didn't want to stay in this place where neither humans nor ghosts existed for a moment. When he heard that he could go out, he almost jumped up.
However, he thought of the problem of dead air, which was the most important thing.
"Grandpa, how can we resist this deathly aura?"
"Of course there are. As long as you commit suicide, you can go in just like them."
Yan An separated a part of his soul, grabbed his clothes and lifted him up, "Before I commit suicide, I might as well kill you."
Seeing Yan An's threat, he was not afraid at all, and always showed a kind expression on his face, "My friend, your wife is a real murderer, she must be disciplined." After saying that, he raised his white eyebrows with a teasing look.
[What a naughty old man, but since you need his help, it's better to be gentle.] Thinking of this, Lu Jingzhi said to Yan An beside him, "My wife, I'll do it."
"Hmph." Yan An retracted his soul clone and folded his arms across his chest.
"Ahem, Senior, is there any other way? After all, it's not easy to live again."
He stroked his beard, his eyes opening and closing, "Is there any benefit in helping you?"
Lu Jingzhi touched the back of his head and said, "Senior, what do you need? If I can give it to you, I will definitely offer it to you with both hands."
"Well, if you agree to beat up the Yin-Yang Realm Master, I'll help you resist the death energy. Besides, if you're completely infiltrated by the death energy, you'll really die."
Lu Jingzhi pointed his index finger at himself in disbelief, "Ah? Me?"
"certainly."
He hesitated for a long time... then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if he's too strong, I can't help you."
"Don't worry, it's not strong." After saying that, he put his right hand into his armpit and rubbed it back and forth. Then, a long black strip of dirt was rubbed out.
"Here, just take it and you can resist the terrifying death energy."
Lu Jingzhi's face was dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Fuck you! Do you think you are Jigong rubbing his legs and glaring?"
The old man had an innocent look on his face, and then… he lightly pointed with his right hand, and a round hat appeared out of thin air on Yan An's head. "Just wear this, and you won't have to worry about the erosion of death energy."
Yan An touched the round hat with his hand, half believing and half doubting, "Is it true?"
"No deception, absolutely authentic, seven-day no-questions-asked refund, dear."
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