Chapter 124
Just when Cheng Hui was worried about the size of the white tiger, Uncle Gui took action, as if to prove that he was no worse than Changling. He made a gesture, and a dark golden talisman appeared out of thin air and fell on the white tiger.
The white tiger's body kept shrinking until it became the size of a kitten. Cheng Hui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he easily grabbed the tiger's neck.
"I have sealed its power. Look at it and see if it has a badge or something like that." Uncle Gui seemed to have consumed a lot of energy when he used this move, and he looked a little tired.
Changling snorted coldly and muttered softly: Pretending.
Uncle Gui glared at him unkindly but said nothing.
Cheng Hui could only pretend not to hear. He rummaged around on the ground and found a palm-sized badge. The front of the badge had "Shichang" written on it, and the back had "Luowushan" written on it.
"Sergeant? He must have hundreds of subordinates, how can he only be a sergeant?" Cheng Hui muttered in a low voice.
"Because these aren't true ghost soldiers," Uncle Gui explained. "Real ghost soldiers aren't so easy to deal with. We're lucky this sergeant is just a lone commander, with no soldiers under his command. Otherwise, dealing with him would be even more difficult than before."
Cheng Hui smacked his lips, picked up the white cat, and killed all the wolves and hyenas that pounced on him unwillingly.
"Let's go." said Uncle Gui.
Cheng Hui wielded his long sword, carving a bloody path through the demons. Aside from those led by the White Tiger to attack him, the others were mostly irrational, instinctively savoring the scent of living creatures.
Cheng Hui's physical condition was rather special, and he was not very attractive to ghosts. In addition, he was holding a real ghost soldier in his hand, which also had some deterrent effect on ghosts. He actually broke through the group of ghosts very smoothly and came to a dark door.
"Is this the Gate of Hell?" Cheng Hui looked at the gate in front of him in surprise. The gate was only two or three meters high. If the words "Gate of Hell" were not written on it, he would not have believed it.
This thing really doesn't live up to its reputation. How could a place as famous as Ghost Gate be... so small?
"What are you thinking? It's just a projection." Uncle Ghost said unhappily. "Hurry in."
Cheng Hui looked at the constantly rotating vortex in the middle of the gate, took a deep breath, and stepped in.
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The sky was dark and gloomy, and a cold wind was blowing, blowing up a lot of black dust from the ground.
If Cheng Hui were asked to use one word to describe his first impression of the underworld, it would be desolate. There was no grass growing as far as the eye could see. The mountain ridges in the distance were bare, without even a tree to be seen. There were gravels and gravel everywhere. Occasionally, some incomplete ghosts would appear out of thin air, and then disappear for inexplicable reasons.
Behind him was still the projection of the Ghost Gate, and a large number of dazed and lifeless ghosts lined up and kept pouring in. It seemed that because he had been contaminated with the breath of the underworld, these ghosts had no interest in him.
"What is this place?" Cheng Hui asked Uncle Gui.
"you guess?"
Cheng Hui thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Luowu Mountain?"
"Not bad, quick reaction." Uncle Gui curled the corners of his mouth.
"So what should we do next?" Cheng Hui asked again.
"Of course I do..." Uncle Gui grinned, revealing a few white teeth: "Go make some money first!"
"Make money?" Cheng Hui repeated, and looked at the bare ground nearby. There was not even a blade of grass, and no wild animals were seen. Where could he make money?
Uncle Gui did not answer his question immediately. He figured out the direction and told him to go south.
Cheng Hui walked over as he was told. After about an hour, he arrived at a valley where there was an inn.
Cheng Hui: ???
How could there be an inn in this place?
"Sure enough, it's still there." Uncle Gui said in an inaudible voice.
"What did you say?" Cheng Hui didn't hear clearly.
Uncle Ghost didn't answer. "Go ahead and knock on the door. Three long knocks and one short knock. Once the door opens, don't go in. Oh, and if you have any defensive spells, use them first. The gatekeepers here don't have much brains and can't tell friend from foe."
Cheng Hui was even more puzzled. However, he was still very obedient. He first cast a defensive spell on himself, and then bravely knocked on the door.
After three long and one short sounds, the door creaked open. Cheng Hui stood at the door and did not go in immediately. Suddenly, he heard a roar from behind the door, and then a huge shadow jumped out from the door, and a bloody mouth bit his throat fiercely.
Cheng Hui leaned back and raised his leg to kick.
When he kicked out, he felt like he had kicked a stone. He flew backwards with the force of the kick and rolled on the ground to relieve the force.
When he looked up, he realized that the one who attacked him was a huge rat, as big as a calf, with round little eyes that were red, and its teeth that were yellow and black, and it was drooling.
It let out a sharp hiss, then pounced again, as if it wanted to make Cheng Hui its dinner.
Its strength was not very strong, and Cheng Hui did not think it could pose any danger to him. He used a series of quick moves to beat the mouse, forcing it to run away in panic. It quickly went into the inn and refused to come out again.
"Okay."
"Huh? What's okay?" Cheng Hui didn't understand what Uncle Gui meant.
"I said you've passed the test and can go in."
"So... defeating that rat is the test?" Cheng Hui suddenly felt a pang of frustration. "What if I lose? Will my death be in vain?"
Uncle Gui gave him a surprised look. "What else do you want if you don't die in vain? This place isn't open to just anyone. Anyone without any skills coming here is just going to die. Someone is willing to die and become a meal for the rats. Should I sympathize with him?"
Cheng Hui was silent. He had forgotten that this was not even a world of cultivation. For ghosts, devouring each other was normal. Those who had no idea what was going on and were willing to die did not deserve sympathy from others.
He pushed open the door of the inn again, and this time there was nothing lurking behind it.
Through the window, I could see that the hall was empty, with no one there. The tables, chairs and benches were covered with thick dust, as if no one had cleaned them for a long time.
"Hiss, this way!"
At this time, a person... no, half a head appeared from a guest room on the second floor and greeted Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui looked at the male ghost with only the lower half of his face visible. "Are you talking to me?"
"Nonsense, who else could it be if not you? I was wondering, this place has been abandoned for more than ten years, why would anyone come here? But since you can easily deal with Beibei, I'm here to pick you up. Come with me."
Cheng Hui raised his eyebrows and looked at his wrist meaningfully.
Uncle Ghost: ...
"Heh..." Chang Ling didn't show up, but his sneer was timely.
Uncle Gui looked gloomy. How much effort did those damned devils put into building this inn's reputation? And now they've abandoned it? What a bunch of losers!
Cheng Hui followed the half-faced ghost into the guest room and saw the opened bed board at a glance.
"Look, this passage hasn't been used for a long time. Be careful when you walk later. You might meet some residual souls." The half-faced ghost gave a warning and jumped down first.
Seeing that Uncle Ghost didn't say anything, Cheng Hui jumped down as well.
The passage below is very long and there is not much light. Most ghosts can survive at night and don’t need any lights at all.
Cheng Hui followed the Half-Faced Ghost and got a lot of information from him.
The half-faced ghost obviously didn't realize that Cheng Hui had just entered the underworld, and chatted with him about a lot of gossip. It can be seen that this ghost is quite enthusiastic, and I don't know if it is a job requirement.
Cheng Hui roughly understood that the Baiwei Building where the Half-Faced Ghost was located sounded like a restaurant, but was actually a platform.
A platform where you can hire others to help you do tasks.
As long as you register at Baiweilou, you can accept various tasks as a tasker. You can earn money by completing tasks, or you can post tasks to collect information. Many things can be done at Baiweilou.
However, it is not so easy to join Baiweilou, at least not for those who do not have some strength.
Apart from anything else, the inn just now was once one of the assessment locations of Baiweilou. If you fail to defeat the big rat Beibei, you will either be lucky enough to escape or become Beibei's snack.
Cheng Hui was lucky. It just so happened that this half-faced ghost had worked here before and was familiar with Beibei. He came to see him today and discovered Cheng Hui.
Just as the two of them were chatting but actually trying to expound on each other, several pearly white, translucent souls appeared in the passage.
"Want some?" the half-faced ghost suddenly asked.
A question mark slowly appeared above Cheng Hui's head.
Want something? What?
Fortunately, the half-faced ghost was only being polite. Without waiting for Cheng Hui's reply, he took the initiative to step forward, quickly eliminated those residual souls, and then absorbed the purest yin energy from them into himself.
The combined power of those remaining souls only produced a tiny wisp of pure Yin Qi. After absorbing it, the Half-Faced Ghost smacked his lips and said, "Eh, the quality of these remaining souls is still too poor. It would be much better if I could soak them in the Soul Nurturing Pool for a few days."
Cheng Hui knew that the soul-nourishing pool was said to be a place discovered by the Lord of Luowu City. It was very effective for those with injured souls. Even if an uninjured person could soak in it, it would help to nourish his soul and increase his chances of achieving Nascent Soul in the future.
Cheng Hui also coveted the soul-nourishing pool, but he also knew that it was the city lord's treasure. Only if he made great contributions or won certain competitions would the city lord give him a place to bathe in the soul-nourishing pool as a reward.
The exit at the end of the passage was on the floor of a cellar. Cheng Hui climbed out of the cellar and found that they were in an abandoned farm not far from Luowu City. It would not take long to walk there and they could enter the city directly.
The guard at the city gate obviously knew the half-faced ghost and greeted him with a smile. The half-faced ghost also came over and chatted with him for a few words.
Perhaps because of the existence of the half-faced ghost, the guard did not make things difficult for Cheng Hui. He asked him to leave his breath on a stone according to the rules and then gave him a waist badge.
The waist badge was only the size of a palm, and its style was similar to the one Baihu had obtained before, except that Cheng Hui's name was written on the front of the waist badge, and the three words "Luowu City" were also written on the back.
Since the rules of Baiweilou had changed, Cheng Hui could not live there. Fortunately, Banmiangui enthusiastically introduced him to a hanged ghost with a round face, who was said to be the most famous broker in Luowu City. From him, Cheng Hui rented a small courtyard with a good location, only two streets away from Baiweilou.
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