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… …
Arthis admitted defeat.
She was willing to bet that if she had an Emissary of Hell like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva hundreds of years ago, she would have long since sent him to the afterlife.
Unfortunately … she had no choice but to bow her head …
Would you believe that the last Emissary of Hell in history had focused all of his talent for survival on trickery and trickery?
Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, she muttered disdainfully, "Aren't you courting death by letting him go?"
"No, no, no." Qin Ye wagged his finger confidently, "Firstly, you've forgotten Wang Dachui's identity."
"... Who's Wang Dachui?"
"That's not the point. The point is, Wang Dachui is Wang Zemin's son.
He's the only one who can enter CEO Wang's office.
Secondly, if he goes in the day, the ghosts wouldn't dare to come out. "
Arthis thought for a moment - It's flawless!
"There's nothing wrong with this logic, but it still feels a little strange … I'm going to rest for a while … Don't call me if there's nothing important …"
Her heart was stifled.
… …
Wang Chenghao awoke to Qin Ye's relentless slaps on his face.
Blinking his eyes, he ignored the heat on his cheeks and looked around in astonishment, "Did … did I just see my dad?
What's he doing here? "
He hugged himself tightly like a rabbit and pleaded with a trembling voice, "What the hell is going on … Qin Ye … please … please tell me … I-I'm going crazy!"
Qin Ye pinched his cheeks and forced him to look straight into Wang Chenghao's eyes, "Your father is long dead.
Your mother should be possessed by a ghost.
If I'm not wrong, you're the only living person in your family. "
Wang Chenghao's jaw dropped, and his eyes blinked several times.
His entire body trembled.
A sense of terror spread from head to toe, causing his hands and feet to tremble.
How is this possible … After living together for so long, I … I'm actually living with a bunch of living corpses?!
What the hell is happening to this world?
Qin Ye didn't miss the slightest bit of expression on Wang Chenghao's face. He waited until Wang Chenghao's tears began to flow, "Do you want to live?"
Wang Chenghao nodded his head vigorously. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel that the current Qin Ye was terrifying.
Even though it was a smile, it was so frightening that … it was enough to convince him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … Look at you. Where's the arrogance you had in school?
Lift your head, puff out your chest and stand up. "Qin Ye patted Qin Ye on the shoulder," If you want to live, then fight with your own hands! "
Wang Chenghao gritted his teeth. That's right … no one is obligated to do anything for me. Begging … they're always begging. After begging for so long, I might as well beg myself!
Qin Ye retracted his hand with a benevolent expression on his face, "You'll soon realize that it's still useless once you're done."
Wang Chenghao's face instantly twisted.
His mouth opened slightly as if he wanted to say something. Suddenly, he felt like eating sh * t … Why is there honey in sh * t?
Qin Ye retracted the smile on his face and continued with a solemn expression, "If you want to live, the first thing you have to do is to go to your father's office. There should be a safe there.
The password was 200086.
There's a rock inside. Bring it to me. "
"Alright … I-I'll go back in the morning … T-t-t-t-t …" Wang Chenghao's teeth chattered rhythmically. He instinctively avoided Qin Ye's dangerous gaze and looked at his own legs, "Haa … my legs … why are my legs trembling?
I'm not afraid … not afraid … "
"It's good that you're not afraid.
Don't worry. Boys who aren't afraid have good luck.
Because those who aren't are already dead. "
Qin Ye patted Wang Chenghao on the shoulder, "It's too dangerous to go back at night. Just stay here for the night."
Wang Chenghao clutched at his chest and nodded. Then, he wrapped himself tightly in his blanket and shivered as he drifted off to sleep.
At 7.00 a.m. the next day, Wang Chenghao left the funerary street with a pale expression on his face.
The last lamp above his head flickered softly under the rising sun, almost as though it would go out at the very next moment.
Qin Ye ignored him. Instead, he switched on his computer and began to search for information on the Hyatt incident from five years ago.
Although a long time had passed, he should still be able to gather some clues.
He opened up the Tianya Community Forum and keyed in the keywords' Hyatt '. Soon, hundreds of posts appeared before his eyes.
"You actually have a member?" Arthis was astonished.
"That's normal … I've lived in human society for far too long. I've got all the required memberships." Qin Ye clicked on a post that had thousands of replies. The author of the post was none other than "That Amorous Affair".
This should be the original post of the incident.
It was also the starting point of everything.
Arthis had once mentioned that the first iron rule for Emissaries of Hell in the mortal realm was that no matter how bizarre the circumstances, they would never be able to escape the obsession of a ghost.
This was because ghosts would instinctively repeat their obsessions.
These details could very well be the key to purging this ghost from purgatory.
Although he had already begun to creep forward and steal the tower, he still had to be prepared for any eventualities.
Having lived for far too long, he had long since understood that he should never let himself be caught off guard.
He browsed through the comments one by one, only to realize that things were exactly as he remembered them to be.
"Can you guys stop worrying?
There are at least eighty of these eye-catching stories every day.
Can you please try something new?
What a waste of your father's brain cells. "-- User 029344.
"Haha, there's no truth without a photo. Do you think you're Reba or Tianbao?" -- Conan Conan of Cathay.
"Even if this is true, the OP is still a scheming bitch. Didn't you just want to become a phoenix?
Now that you've become a used shoe, you're here to gain sympathy?
Get the hell out of here! "-- World Weariness.
Verbal violence was like an invisible carving knife, emanating from the thin lips and carving deep into the hearts of others.
Qin Ye flipped through the post calmly, and soon came across dozens of images.
Qin Ye paused.
"What's the matter?"
"Strange …" Qin Ye looked at the images with a grave expression, "These images should have been images of a mixed-gender brawl, and they should've been 404ed a long time ago. This is That Amorous Affair's counterattack.
The incident has already reached its climax ever since the release of these images. But … why are they still here? "
The images that had appeared weren't images of a mixed-gender brawl, but rather … images of an office!
This was CEO Wang's office.
The office was brightly lit at night, yet there wasn't a single person in sight.
Every single image was taken from the same angle.
It was almost as though … a pair of invisible eyes were silently watching over this office every night.
"Look here."
Arthis suddenly spoke. Qin Ye looked in the direction that she was pointing, only to discover that … a woman with disheveled hair was standing right behind CEO Wang's office. The flickering lights illuminated the room, and the woman's hands were hanging limply by her sides.
The lighting and angles of the images were all poor, and it was impossible to tell who she was unless one looked closely.
The woman wore a black dress that almost blended in with the darkness of the night!
Qin Ye could vaguely make out a pair of bloodshot eyes staring intently at CEO Wang's seat through her disheveled hair.
Ghost photos!
These weren't photos taken by humans at all. Rather, it was something that the evil ghost herself had seen with her own eyes.
And then … it was placed right in front of everyone's eyes.
Not a single person knew about it!
"When was this changed?" Qin Ye was taken aback, and he immediately looked at the top of the post.
The date "19 August 2025" was written on it.
"Ten days ago."
This was the post of That Amorous Affair. These photos were posted by her. In other words … a woman who had died five years ago had edited her own post in this thread ten days ago.
Furthermore … she had been watching CEO Wang silently from the shadows for nearly ten days straight!
Qin Ye's eyes gleamed brightly, and he immediately flipped to the first page and began reading.
"Did you find anything?"
"Yes."
Qin Ye's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the number of comments on the screen, "The only good thing about me is that I have a pretty good memory.
If I remember correctly … the number of comments on this thread is 8,472? "
"8,472 replies. This was the number before I opened the thread.
But now … take a look at the number. "
8473！
As soon as he opened the thread that had sunk into the depths of the sea … something that he didn't know whether it was human or not had quietly posted a reply.
According to the rules of the forum, as soon as a reply was posted, the thread would immediately be pushed to the top of the page.
However, this thread did not.
Qin Ye drew a deep breath and scrolled to the last page. He opened it and saw seven consecutive threads. The words were as red as blood, and the author was shockingly …
That Amorous Affair!
A woman who had died five years ago!
"I'm … back …"
"I'm not lying …"
"I've caught him …"
"Tonight …"
The last thread was the one that had just been posted.
"I know … you're reading …"
It was daytime.
It was daytime at the funerary street.
Sunlight shone through the funerary street, illuminating the pale paper dolls, paper horses, firecrackers, incense, and candles.
It was as though a layer of white smoke had enveloped the room. It was noon, and yet the room was suddenly silent, sending a chill down one's spine.
"Not bad."
Arthis was taken aback, and then she chuckled, "She's got a temper. It's been a long time since I've seen a soul that dares to challenge an Emissary of Hell.
Ah … that's right, given how long she's been a vengeful apparition, I'm afraid she probably doesn't even know what Hell is.
Only those hundred-year-old ghosts would still revere Hell these days, wouldn't they? "
Qin Ye was also somewhat taken aback. Having been to Hell in person, he finally understood what a terrifying place it was. Even a former provincial governor like Arthis could only linger around the fringes of Hell, while the Sixfold Ghost Kings were existences that could kill provincial officials with a single strike.
Not to mention the Yama-Kings of the Ten Palaces and the King Yanluo of Hell.
No … even Granny Meng was an existence that sent shivers down one's spine at the mere sight of her.
How bold must he be to challenge the authority of the state?
Spit it out!
Qin Ye's fingers flew across the screen, "You've probably never heard of me. I'll give you a chance to turn yourself in. Midnight tonight, when the moon is high above the willow tree, and we'll meet after dusk. How does that sound?"
No response.
It was almost as though the other end of the screen was stunned.
Something's not right …
Seconds later, another line of blood-red text appeared on the screen, "Look at your phone."
Just then, the phone suddenly began to ring wildly.
Qin Ye didn't answer it immediately. Instead, he glanced at the old-fashioned clock hanging behind him, "It's midnight."
Arthis immediately understood what he meant.
Something's happened.
It had been five hours, and there hadn't been a single missed call.
Given how frightened Wang Chenghao was, he would definitely call back as soon as he completed his mission.
Not even now …
Qin Ye sighed, "It looks like he's out of luck.
Could he be dead? "
Arthis sneered, "It's not that I'm underestimating this ghost. Even I would be wary of killing someone in broad daylight.
Just based on this? "