"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure!"
The young man clutched at his heart. The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became. The sound of whipping, the sound of knives cutting into flesh, the sound of blood splattering, Li Cheng's sudden disappearance, and the black cat that he had never seen before … He had already decided to resign tomorrow. He couldn't stay on this street any longer!
He didn't want to speak to Qin Ye anymore, and was about to turn around and leave.
However, he was suddenly pulled back by his clothes.
"Dear … it's almost seven o 'clock now. It's dangerous to walk at night … Given my looks, are you sure you don't want me to get into an accident?" The yellow-haired young man stared at Qin Ye with an expression of utter disgust.
He couldn't bear to stay on the street any longer after speaking about such a terrifying incident.
Qin Ye was displeased.
"... Wait, why are you so confident in your looks?
Can't you see that I have a name, while you're just a 'young man'?
Our graphics cards are different, alright?! "
The young man glanced at Qin Ye, and then turned on his phone.
"What are you looking at?"
"... It's nothing. I'm just looking at how many years I'll be sentenced to for causing bodily harm."
"... There's no point in you talking like that … Come on, put down your phone. Don't force yourself to add to the drama … I'm just asking, do many people know about this incident?"
The young man put down his phone and struggled to get out of his clothes, "Quite a few people do. Previously, Li Jiankang would visit the funerary street every day and invite many monks and priests over to perform rituals.
But … after the disappearance of four people in a single night, the funerary street has already become aware that it's a real haunted house.
But, probably because they don't want to ruin their own reputation, they've kept their mouths shut. "
Suds milk … That makes sense.
The young man left.
Arthis muttered softly, "The Great Intergenerational Heredity."
"What an incredible specimen … Kid, take note of this topic. I guarantee that you'll shock everyone when we hold a public lecture."
"What's that?" Qin Ye furrowed his brows.
"You'll know once you try it yourself …" Arthis responded maliciously, "Let me warn you in advance. Even if it's only at the level of an Operative-class expert, a Hunter-class expert shouldn't let their guard down. Otherwise … you won't be able to clean up this mess …"
After leaving Tianxi Fourth Street, he found an internet cafe and surfed the net until 11.00 p.m.
Tianxi Fourth Street at night was no different from the netherworld back in the mortal realm. It was filled with an eerie aura.
The electric poles during the day were now like spirit summoning flags. No one knew if there was a person hanging on them, staring blankly at the passersby.
Every few dozen meters, there was a dim yellow streetlight. Many of the streetlights were already broken, and they flickered and flickered, almost as though … something was flashing in the darkness.
In the pile of garbage, stray cats and dogs, and the rustling sound of rats digging in the dead and lifeless street, not only did it not make people feel at ease, but it also made people feel an oppressive fear.
"Only a madman would choose to live here …" Qin Ye looked around and noticed that there were only a few houses with lights on. He clicked his tongue and sighed.
"Eh?
With your wealth, you must have stayed in such a place many times, right?
Where did you get the cheek to talk about others?
Do you think everyone is middle-class?
Even the largest city has its own slums. "Arthis said disdainfully.
"… Don't talk nonsense!
No matter what, I'm still someone with an official business license. So what if a coffin shop isn't a business?
At most, I'm just living in a gloomy place. Can that even be called style? "
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … I can sense that you're getting a little too full of yourself right now. It's almost as though you've become a different person every time you face a ghost. How can you still be in the mood to take a stroll in the territory of a special Yin spirit?
Have you even forgotten the fear of being dominated by Lin Han? "
"Ridiculous!" Qin Ye snorted disdainfully, "That's an exchange of views. Do you understand?
Do you think the affairs of Emissaries of Hell can be determined simply by winning or losing? "
"I don't have to be afraid that the great hereditary entity won't come out. As long as it does, I'll let it know that I'm in charge of the night!
I'm the king of all ghosts!
The grandson of the slippery ghost! "
So full of himself …
Arthis clicked her tongue and shook her head. She watched as Qin Ye made his way to Coffee Shop No. 4, where he took the keys from Li Jiankang and made his way to Li Jiankang's house.
Li Jiankang's house was located right outside Insignia University. Qin Ye could clearly see the sealed north gate of Insignia University, as well as the school buildings and student dormitories.
The two-storey building in front of Qin Ye looked like it had been around for quite some time. Hidden in the darkness of the lights, it appeared almost as though it had been abandoned.
Qin Ye opened the door and flicked the switch.
There was no electricity.
"You're in arrears, aren't you?" Qin Ye shrugged his shoulders. Li Jiankang had mentioned that he hadn't been home for a long time.
That seemed to be the case.
However, the darkness posed no obstacle to him at all.
As a husky of a pack of wolves, he naturally possessed a unique ability to see in the dark.
If a genuine Emissary of Hell couldn't even see in the dark, it would be far too humiliating for him.
Qin Ye took in everything he saw.
It was a large room that was approximately a hundred square meters in size. There was a staircase that led directly to the second floor.
And the second floor … was the scene of the matricide.
The furniture was old, and there weren't even any floorboards or tiles on the floor. The walls were adorned with traditional statues of immortals and Buddhas. The sofa was covered with a blue cloth cover, and the table was covered with dust.
Apart from the fact that it was slightly dirty and old, it was impossible to tell that such a horrifying tragedy had occurred here in the past.
"Then … let's not waste any more time, shall we?" Qin Ye licked his lips excitedly, and his eyes suddenly turned black and white.
White pupils, and black sclera. The eyes of a Soul Hunter!
All Yin spirits below the level of a Soul Hunter would find it impossible to escape the gaze of these eyes.
Things haven't been going too well lately. That blockhead Lin Han has given him a bellyful of pent-up anger. Zhou Xianlong has been eyeing him from time to time, and his own affairs haven't been all that peaceful either … It's time to make the night tremble. It's time to let all Yin spirits know who their true lord is!
I'm going to make them pay for what they've done in the mortal realm!
However.
Silence.
It took him three full minutes before he finally glanced around in disbelief. He shut his eyes, and then opened them again. This time, he scanned the entire room.
"Nothing?" He gasped, "How could this be?"
"That's right … how could this be?" Arthis chuckled gloatingly, "Yin spirits that even Emissaries of Hell can't see?"
Qin Ye turned around like a robot and stared at the paper crane on his shoulder, "Did you already know?"
"Don't underestimate Yin spirits."
Arthis explained placidly, "What you've encountered so far is only the tip of the iceberg. Humans come in all shapes and forms, just as spirits come in all kinds of forms.
In Hell, there's a specialized division of Yin spirits. Its full name is the Records of Yin Spirits.
Perhaps 99 of them won't take your life, but the last one will be your final destination. "
"Mother-Child Spirit, Nightmare Spirit, Great Intergenerational Heredity, Yin Spirit of Extinction, Wronged Spirit … these are all extremely dangerous types of Yin spirits. You'd better … take a good look at them … hang on … what are you doing?!
Stop right there!!
Where's your dignity as an Emissary of Hell?!! "
Qin Ye was just about to open the door when he suddenly paused, and he chuckled dryly, "About that … I've got an urgent need to pee, so I'll be making a move first …"
Arthis drew a deep breath. The paper crane trembled violently, and then exploded with rage, "You're an Emissary of Hell!!
Underworld arrests, all rabble scatter!
Do you think these eight words are just for show?!
Back then, when the eight words were spoken, all ghosts would retreat!
And now, you're actually running away from the Great Intergenerational Heredity?! "
"What do you mean by running away?
What nonsense are you spouting?
That's a tactical choice!
Haven't you heard of the saying 'don't fight an unprepared battle'? "
"Bloody hell …" The paper crane flapped its wings and struck Qin Ye squarely on the forehead, "Where's your fearless spirit?!
Don't you want to be the lord of the night?!
To make all Yin spirits tremble in fear?
To be the true lord of all evil ghosts?!! "
"Shh … lower your voice. I don't want other ghosts to hear such shameful words … Humans must have dreams, but dreams must never be divorced from reality, right? Speaking of which, why can't I open the door?"
Clang!!
Just then, there was a crisp sound, and Qin Ye abruptly retracted his hand.
Clang!!
Then, before he could even react, the next sound reverberated throughout the entire room.
Dead silence.
The darkness swayed slightly, and the moonlight shone in through the windows. It was almost as though the chairs and tables had opened up their mouths, while the reflection of light from the windows appeared no different from a pair of dark eyes that stared intently at him.
It was a dark night, and the room was dim. A series of loud clangs echoed out, almost as though something were desperately hacking at the door!
Clang!
Clang!!
It was the sound of metal clashing against metal.
"Damn it …" Qin Ye gritted his teeth and peered through the peephole.
Clang!!
There was another loud clang, and the door trembled. However, there was nothing through the peephole.
There was only a faint yellow light in the distance. He immediately looked at his phone.
Midnight. Twelve a.m.
An evil ghost is about to arrive!
"Shit …" He took a step back. What's knocking on the door?
No … what's hacking at the door?
But before he could even react, an intense sense of terror that he hadn't felt for a long time shot through his back like a bolt of lightning. It quickly spread to his scalp, causing his hair to stand on end!
Just a moment ago … he had suddenly taken a step back, and he had collided with … a person's body!
It was a body that was as cold as a corpse's!
There's someone in the room!
Goosebumps rose all over his body. He had glanced around when he first entered the room, but there wasn't a single person in sight. Yet right now, someone was standing right behind him!
Without hesitation, he swung his demonhead saber and drew a semicircle behind him as he turned around.
However.
There was nothing behind him.
It was still the same pale moonlight, and the stifling darkness. Yet, there was nothing at all.
Whoosh … A bead of cold sweat dripped down from his forehead.
He drew a deep breath and yanked open the door.
It was just as empty outside.
However, at this moment … there were several more marks on the door in a disorderly manner.
"This is … a kitchen knife."
He gently ran his fingers along the scratches as his eyes flickered, "In the case of matricide, Li Cheng also used a kitchen knife to hack his own mother to death …"
Whoosh … Suddenly, the sound of a faucet being turned on rang out in the kitchen.
At the same time, the somewhat hoarse voice of a middle-aged woman called out, "Chengcheng, help me wash the vegetables … You … you're smoking again!!"
"Why do you care?" A young man's voice resounded in the room, almost as though it were right next to his ear.
Qin Ye glanced around warily. It was too bizarre. It was almost as though he were replaying the events of the past. Yet, despite being an Emissary of Hell, he couldn't even detect a single trace of it!
"How many times have I told you?
Don't you want to learn?
I-I'll beat you to death!! "The young man bellowed furiously. Then, the sound of a belt snapping echoed throughout the entire room.
Smack, smack, smack … The sound of a belt hitting flesh could be heard. The young man cursed, "Bloody hell!!
Try hitting me again!!
I'll kill you!! "
"How dare you talk back to me?
How … how dare you scold your own parents?
How dare you talk back to them like this?! "
"I'll … hack you to death!!"