Chapter 92 Chapter 92 Family (XIV)

Fang Hui understood in his heart that saving his family was important, so he took a step into the formation, and then looked at Ning Helan: "This thing won't hit me, right?"

The thing he was talking about was of course Bingsha.

Ning Helan glanced at Bingsha who just wanted to escape from the formation: "No..."

Fang Hui breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'm relieved."

As the formation lit up, Bingsha seemed to be dragged to the center of the formation by something. He desperately scratched the ground, leaving several deep marks with his fingers: "I won't go! I won't go to the underworld!"

Fang Hui squatted beside him and persuaded him: "Give up the struggle, the sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn."

Bingsha looked desperate: "Impossible... I won't have the chance to reincarnate..."

He yelled, and suddenly looked at Ning Helan: "Ning Helan, your father and mother caught too many ghosts and monsters, so they were retaliated! You will not die well!"

Ning Helan's eyes trembled, and "Shua!" Bingsha disappeared, Fang Hui's soul also left the container and was taken to the underworld by the formation.

Qin Yang saw Ning Helan staring at the dimming formation in a trance, thinking that he was affected by Bingsha's words, so he patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Xiao Lan, these ghosts are just talking nonsense. You are doing good deeds to exorcise demons, so don't listen to their nonsense."

Ning Helan nodded. He was in a trance not because he was touched by Bingsha's words, but because he was curious about how this Bingsha knew about his parents.

The sound of the ambulance interrupted Ning Helan's thoughts. He stepped forward and picked up the Fang Hui container that had been deflated and turned into a leather case. Qin Yang was a little worried: "That Bingsha looks ferocious. What if he eats Xiao Hui?"

"This Bingsha has lost all his power now. He won't hurt Fang Hui." Ning Helan paused and said, "Should."

"Should?!" Qin Yang covered his face with one hand and sighed for a long time. Fang Hui, Fang Hui, you just wish for yourself.

Medical staff ran over with a stretcher, led by the security guards.

"Here, here." Qin Yang shouted to the medical staff. The leading doctor immediately squatted down and checked Fang Cheng's condition first, then waved his hand to signal to lift the stretcher first.

When he checked Fang Yi and Fang Yu, his face sank, and he quickly put ventilators on them, and then rushed them into the ambulance.

The security guard saw that the wall of Mr. Fang's villa was broken, the glass was broken, and the ground was full of bricks and broken glass. Mr. Fang Cheng and his son and daughter were lying on the ground unconscious. What just happened here? The most crucial thing is that they all saw the big red bird appear in the sky just now, as if it was hovering above here...

He walked to Qin Yang curiously: "Officer, here... what happened here? Why did Mr. Fang..."

"..." Qin Yang glanced at Ning Helan, who looked at Qin Yang calmly, obviously not intending to speak. Qin Yang had to clear his throat and said, "The central air conditioner in Fang Cheng's house broke down, so it caused an explosion, and Mr. Fang Cheng and others were injured."

The security guard was skeptical: "The central air conditioner exploded? But I just saw that in the sky..."

"Oh, that's a projector. Have you seen those light shows at the seaside or river at night? It's that kind. Don't let your imagination run wild." Qin Yang thought that since he had already made up the story, he might as well make up some more.

"Is that so..." The security guard laughed. He believed this reason. "I thought it was some kind of divine appearance."

Then he asked curiously, "Officer, have you finished your work? Have you found the person? Are you looking for Mr. Fang? What crime did Mr. Fang commit?"

Qin Yang frowned. Why did the security guard have so many questions? So he said seriously, "Investigate the case. Don't ask nonsense questions. Don't talk nonsense either."

"Hey, okay, officer." The security guard put away his curiosity after Qin Yang said that.

As they were talking, the doctor who was treating the patient came over and asked, "Excuse me, who among you is a family member? Do you need to go to the hospital with me?"

"I'm a policeman, I'll go with you." Qin Yang looked back at Ning Helan, who nodded at him.

After Qin Yang and the ambulance left, Ning Helan looked back and saw that many people had gathered outside Fang Cheng's yard. They all came to watch the excitement and discuss the big red bird that had just appeared in the sky.

Seeing that the ambulance and the police officer had left, and only Ning Helan was left, the security guard could not suppress his curiosity and came up again: "Hey, police brother, why don't you follow?"

"I'm here to clean up, and I'm not a policeman."

"Oh, I see, do you need my help here?"

Ning Helan glanced at Fang Cheng's yard, he stood up straight, closed his eyes and felt it, the ice in the house that was formed by the witchcraft had melted, and the witchcraft had dissipated.

Seeing that Ning Helan didn't say anything, the security guard could only look around with his hands behind his back, and his remaining eyes swept to the formation that he had just drawn on the ground, and he immediately exclaimed: "What is this?"

His shout attracted the attention of the crowd outside the yard to this formation.

However, it was difficult to see clearly from where everyone was standing, so some curious people wanted to get closer to study it carefully.

Ning Helan took two steps forward and stepped on the formation, then rubbed the dirt with his feet, blurring the shape of the formation.

Security guard: ...

Onlookers: ...

"Alright, don't come in here for now. Before the air conditioner is fixed, there is a high possibility of explosions. It may hurt people. Please set up a quarantine zone outside. The police will come back to investigate." Ning Helan said and smiled faintly at the security guard, "Sorry, security guard." The

security guard had no choice but to nod and said, "Hey, little brother, leave it to me. I will watch over it and won't let anyone in."

Ning Helan left in a hurry this morning and didn't bring his cell phone. He wanted to go back and ask his grandfather about Bingsha's problem and why he knew about his parents.

His hometown was far away from where he lived now, and Bingsha couldn't be their neighbor.

But as soon as Ning Helan got home, he felt a strong sense of fatigue. He had drunk a lot last night and attracted thunder from the sky. In the morning, he summoned the Vermillion Bird to attract fire from the sky. Even if he had a strong body, he couldn't withstand the backlash. He felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing. He forced himself to walk to the sofa and then fell down.

On the other side, Fang Hui returned to the underworld. He looked at the dark waters of the Wangchuan River and let out a long breath. After going back and forth like this, the ghost messenger at the Naihe Bridge might have recognized him.

If this was not the underworld, Fang Hui's free and easy appearance would make people think it was a park on the street.

Although Bingsha's cultivation was destroyed and he was seriously injured, and now he looked half dead, his body was still able to move. He saw Fang Hui staring at the Wangchuan River in a daze, picked up a stone from the ground beside him, and approached Fang Hui quietly.

"!"

A dull voice sounded, Fang Hui turned around and saw Bingsha lying on the ground with his eyes rolled up, and the ghost Xiaoliu stood next to him, holding a stone in his hand.

"Xiaoliu!" Fang Hui was always happy to see an acquaintance.

Xiaoliu smiled at him: "Hi, Fang Hui."

Fang Hui looked at Bingsha: "What did you do to him?"

"This guy just wanted to sneak attack you, but I knocked him out." Xiaoliu threw away the stone, and a soul lock appeared in his palm. He squatted down and handcuffed Bingsha, and took a closer look, "Oh, it's still a Bingsha, which is rare these days."

"Why?"

"There are very few people who are frozen to death in society nowadays. This kind of thing was most common in ancient times. At that time, social productivity was low, and many poor families had a hard time in winter. When a heavy snow fell, people were frozen to death."

Fang Hui looked at Xiaoliu in confusion: "Why are you here?"

"Oh, we received a notice that evil ghosts would be sent here, so I came here first." Xiao Liu smiled, "Whoever gets it first gets it, it's their performance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several more ghost officials running over. Xiao Liu shook the soul lock in his hand, and they all showed regretful expressions on their faces for being a step late.

Fang Hui: ...

"By the way, what are you doing here this time? Looking for someone again?" Xiao Liu picked up Bingsha.

Fang Hui said quickly: "My brother and sister's souls were thrown into the underworld by this ice evil, so I came to look for them."

Xiaoliu took out a tablet: "Tell me your name, gender, date of birth."

After Fang Hui said this, he saw Xiaoliu tapping on it: "There is no record, it seems that they are not in the hands of our ghost messenger yet."

Fang Hui immediately became anxious: "Then, what should I do? Will my sister and brother be eaten by these ghosts?"

Xiaoliu patted him: "Hey, don't worry, wait for me to get this thing. I will take you to find it after we put it in jail.”

Fang Hui had no choice but to follow Xiao Liu and walk forward: “Where should we look for it? Excuse me.”

Xiao Liu shook the tablet in his hand and clicked on a map: “Look, this is the map of our underworld. Those souls that have just been sent here, unless they are the ones that our ghosts pay attention to like Bingsha, will be sent to Wandering Soul Street.”

Fang Hui stepped forward and saw a large town plan on the map with the words “Fengdu City” written on it. There is a street next to Fengdu City, which is Wandering Soul Street.

Xiao Liu told him that those who are not picked up by the ghosts will be sent to Wandering Soul Street when they arrive in the underworld.

"Who won't be picked up by the ghost?"

"Well... those who died suddenly, or those who died unexpectedly before their life span was over, anyway, they are not normal deaths..."

Fang Hui suddenly thought of something: "Then isn't it an accidental death for someone like me who was hit by a car?"

Xiao Liu glanced at him and didn't answer immediately. Fang Hui asked again: "I always thought I died accidentally, but when I died, there was a ghost to pick me up... Could it be that I only have more than 20 years to live? Did I die of old age?"

"Hey, don't think too much, Fang Hui, you have to know that everything has its destiny."

"..." Fang Hui always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Following Xiao Liu, he sent Bingsha to the Chacha Division where Lu Pan was, and said hello to Lu Pan who was judging a case. Xiao Liu took Fang Hui to Youhun Street again.

Xiaoliu said that in the past, Youhun Street could be reached by passing by the Wangchuan River, but some time ago, a demon escaped from prison and smashed the entrance to Youhun Street. It is now under repair, so we have to take a detour, that is, to go around Fengdu City.

Fang Hui complained: "Do you still need to repair it? Can't it be fixed with a few spells?"

Xiao Liu smiled bitterly: "Do you really think we are gods?"

The city wall outside Fengdu City is tall and majestic, winding and undulating. From the brick patterns on the wall, it can be seen that it has experienced countless years of baptism. Fang Hui couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but Xiao Liu stopped him: "Don't touch! There is a deadly poison on the wall."

"What?" Fang Hui quickly withdrew his hand. He looked carefully and found that the bricks on the wall were indeed emitting a faint layer of black and purple gas. He didn't understand why the wall was coated with poison. Was it a defensive measure?

"This is insidious, more poisonous than poison to you ghosts, and if you get a little bit of it, you're basically doomed." Xiao Liu explained to Fang Hui, "This is naturally generated, not man-made."

"This wall must be thousands of years old..." Fang Hui looked at the experienced city wall.

"More than that, tens of thousands of years." Xiao Liu said as he reached out to touch it, with some emotion, "How many years do you think our underworld has existed?"

Seeing Xiao Liu's action, Fang Hui was shocked and squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Didn't you say it was poisonous!"

Xiao Liu retracted his hand and smiled: "Haha, that poison is useful for you ghosts, not for us."

Fang Hui: Tsk...

The tall and majestic city gate was wide open, and a few people who looked like ghost messengers stood at the gate and chatted. Seeing Xiao Liu and Fang Hui coming over, they couldn't help but look at the two of them a few more times. Xiao Liu nodded to them as a greeting.

Fang Hui lowered his head and did not dare to look them in the eye. He was still quite afraid of the ghost

messenger. As soon as he entered the gate of Fengdu City, he could see that it was a prosperous and bustling town. It was not as gloomy as described in those mythological books that Fang Hui had read before. The surroundings here looked no different from the ancient cities in the world today.

The city was spacious and tidy. Fang Hui saw some people who looked like guards patrolling. The bluestone slabs on the ground were paved for a long distance. There were shops on both sides of the street, and the stalls were filled with a dazzling array of goods.

There were not many people on the street. There were nobles wearing gorgeous ancient costumes and ordinary people dressed simply, but they all looked like ancient people.

People came and went, just like living people.

If there is any difference between this place and the real world, it is that there is no life. Although they talk and laugh, Fang Hui has a weird feeling.

"Is it very similar to your real world? I have been to your ancient cities, and they are similar to ours, but many are not as beautiful as ours." Xiaoliu said, "Some of them have too much modern atmosphere. Once I went to an ancient city that claimed to be authentic, Fengdu, and there was a 4D horror experience hall inside. The people inside were so scared that they screamed. It was too fake."

Fang Hui thought to himself, of course, your Fengdu city is an authentic ancient town.

Xiaoliu told Fang Hui that there is no sun in the underworld, so it looks like a cloudy day during the day, but the moon at night is very round and big.

Also, many residents in Fengdu City have incomplete souls and cannot be reincarnated, so they settled here.

Fang Hui looked at the pedestrians around him and wondered if he would also live here if he could not be reincarnated. Would he live on the street or in the suburbs at that time? As he thought about it, his thoughts wandered far away.

As if knowing what Fang Hui was thinking, Xiaoliu said, "Fang Hui, you can't live here."

This sentence pulled Fang Hui back to reality from his fantasy. He blinked: "Ah? Why can't I live here?"