"Shut up!" Qin Ye shut his eyes and listened intently to the sounds around him.
Silence.
Absolute silence.
The loud gongs and drums gave off a contrasting sense of deathly stillness.
Dong, dong … Clang! The rhythmic, ear-piercing sounds of the gongs and drums reverberated throughout the entire building.
Listening to the sounds in the dark made one's hair stand on end.
Qin Ye listened intently. One minute later, the sounds of the gongs and drums grew dull.
And yet, he knew that … someone had entered the building!
It was midnight. Someone was beating the gongs and drums, and only those who were supposed to be listening could hear it. Someone was walking towards someone's dormitory upstairs.
The sounds grew louder and louder.
Qin Ye raised his eyebrows. Ten minutes later, on the fourth floor, the sounds of gongs and drums reverberated throughout the night. A low, muffled, "Heyo, heyo, heyo …" was actually walking straight towards his door!
The three Yin spirits in the corner of the building were already pale and scared out of their wits.
Shk … There was the sound of something falling outside the door.
Then, there was complete silence.
It was deathly quiet.
It was so quiet that no sound could be heard. It was so quiet that no one could hear anything.
The trees outside the window formed a swaying shadow that cast a horrifying, colorful shadow on the walls.
Dong … Seconds later, a soft sound came from the door.
Dong, dong … Once per second. It was a rhythmic sound.
Tonight, the moon shone brightly, and the stars shone brightly.
The fourth floor was illuminated by the moonlight, and the pale moonlight peeked through the cracks in the door. Yet, he couldn't see the shadow of the person outside!
The old wooden door sounded neither soft nor heavy. It was neither slow nor fast.
But it was gentle and slowly suppressing the fragile nerves of the people.
It was exactly the same as it had been three years ago!
Qin Ye ignored him and allowed him to knock for a full five minutes.
Finally, the knocking stopped.
Is it gone?
Amidst the darkness, Qin Ye stretched lazily and stood up, before peering out through the peephole!
A bloodshot eye was staring straight at him through the peephole!
It was separated by a single door.
Even Qin Ye's heart skipped a beat.
Swoosh … At this time, a soft noise was suddenly heard from above.
This was a dormitory building that was built many years ago.
The door wasn't one of the modern closed doors.
Instead, it was an ordinary old wooden door with many cracks. Furthermore … above this old door, there was a blurry glass window that had not been cleaned for a long time.
And at this very moment … four human heads were staring down at him from above the glass window!
The pale moonlight, the pale face, and the pitch-black clothes.
Set off by the dusty glass window, it was simply hair-raising!
These were four paper dolls.
The entire male dormitory was dead silent. No one knew the horror of the night. It was as if everyone had fallen asleep.
"My lord."
Then, just as the Yin energy around Qin Ye's body was about to surge, a shrill voice suddenly called out from outside the door, "My Lord, my master would like to see you."
Qin Ye was stunned.
How audacious! The ghost "invited" the Emissary of Hell. Was he looking down on him?
"Interesting." He smiled and opened the door.
Outside the door, the pale moonlight illuminated the corridor, and wisps of greenish-white Yin energy lingered in the air.
In the corridor, there was a long queue.
There were a total of twelve people … no, twelve unknown things.
The corridor wasn't wide. At the very front of the queue were four figures dressed in colourful rags, almost as if they were actors from ancient times.
They were tall.
They were two meters tall, almost reaching the ceiling.
They were dressed in the same clothes, with the same hair draping over their chests, and the same oiled paper umbrella in their hands.
It was a neat sight, yet stifling to behold.
Their faces couldn't be seen.
Even the front of their faces was covered in hair.
Behind the four figures were four tiny paper dolls.
Their limbs were pointed.
They wore a meter-tall hat, and they wore scarlet lipstick. Their faces were pale as a sheet.
Their cheeks were painted with greasy blush.
They carried a coffin on top of them.
It was pitch black, and there was no lid to the coffin. However, the inside of the coffin was made out of fine fur and leather.
Behind the four figures were another four two-meter tall ghosts.
The twelve of them stood silently in the corridor, while the dark corridor stretched out behind them.
"Who's your master?"
"My lord, our master says that you've already received his invitation this morning.
Tonight is the day he's going to be promoted and make a fortune.
He's going to spread the invitation far and wide, and all the reputable evil ghosts in the City of Salvation will be present. We hope that my lord will give us some face. "One of the paper dolls responded with a shrill voice.
Qin Ye was slightly taken aback. He immediately took out the card that he had received this morning and looked at it.
After twelve o 'clock, the card actually changed its appearance.
Two large, blood-red words had appeared on the black card.
Insignia University.
What a coincidence.
Qin Ye kept the card placidly as he cursed in his heart. I can't even get a bribe. It's so difficult to earn some money in the mortal realm!
This was the lair of the head honcho of the entire City of Salvation!
Insignia University!
It was the very ground beneath his feet!
"Please." The paper dolls squatted down in unison.
Qin Ye pondered for a long time, before stepping into the coffin and leaning against the soft fur.
The four paper dolls stood up at the same time, and then turned around in a strange manner to face the corridor.
They shrieked, "Let the noble be on his way, rise ~ ~ ~ ~"
Dong, dong, dong! The two one-meter tall ghosts at the front began to play the drums in their hands.
One of the ghosts behind him held a gong in his hand and lightly struck it.
Clang!!
The ear-piercing sound reverberated throughout the entire corridor.
The coffin was incredibly stable. The twelve ghosts didn't even touch the ground. Instead, they floated in the air.
Soon, they arrived at the first floor.
As soon as they arrived, Qin Ye raised his hand, "Hold on."
The coffin came to a stop.
They were on the first floor, where the gatehouse was located.
There should be someone here.
And that person should be here right now.
Old Man Liu trembled from head to toe. His clothes were plastered with yellow paper money.
He held three joss sticks in his hands, and his face was painted with the same red lipstick and blush. He stood trembling at the door.
His short stature appeared even more stooped as he cowered.
He knelt to the door like a madman, "May the heavens bless us … May the heavens bless us!!"
Qin Ye picked up his saber and silently placed it against Old Man Liu's neck.
All it would take was a little bit of force, and he would be able to slit Old Man Liu's throat.
However, Old Man Liu didn't seem to feel anything at all. Instead, he simply knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Ye, almost as though he were afraid of waking something up. At the same time, Qin Ye sheathed his saber.
"Let's go." Qin Ye retracted his gaze, sat back down in the coffin and beckoned.
"Lift the coffin!"
With a shrill cry from the humanoid paper effigy, the coffin was lifted up, and then … it tilted its head and began to walk towards Old Man Liu's house!
"Buddha bless us … Lord Taishang, bless us!"
The door behind Old Man Liu opened on its own. Old Man Liu lowered his voice and kowtowed desperately on the table.
Old Man Liu lived in the mezzanine between the stairs and the first floor. It wasn't small, nor was it stifling.
It was pitch-black inside, and dense Yin energy lingered about like a haze.
Whoosh … A bright light flickered on overhead.
Qin Ye suddenly discovered that … there wasn't a bed in Old Man Liu's room.
There was only an extremely spacious sofa that should be able to accommodate someone. There were two potted plants placed in the corner of the room.
There were no bookshelves, no table, and no stools.
What was even stranger was the fact that … the walls of the mezzanine … were all mirrors!
It's an inexplicable sense of familiarity … It's almost as though I've seen similar sights everywhere in human society … Qin Ye gently tapped his fingers on the mirror as he furrowed his brows. Yet, he couldn't recall where he'd seen it before.
The mirror was covered with yellow talismans, each of which was inscribed with blood-red runes.
There were twelve people standing around him, yet none of them could be seen in the mirror.
But before Qin Ye could take a closer look, the entire room suddenly sank downwards with a loud whoosh!
Whoosh!
The sudden drop caused the talismans on the mirror to flutter upwards.
A blood-red Arabic number appeared on the surface of the mirror.
-1。
The number changed rapidly. Within seconds, it changed to … -2, accompanied by a series of dull clicking sounds.
-3, -4, -5 … all the way to -6 before it finally stopped.
"Is this a direct elevator to Hell?
No wonder I found it familiar. It's right below this building. To think that the students of this dormitory haven't perished yet … Should I praise him for being kind and benevolent? "Qin Ye sneered, opened the door and walked out.
The door led to a wide stone path that was approximately five to six meters wide.
The stone walls were carved with ancient patterns, and there were beast-headed lanterns that flickered with a faint yellow light.
Furthermore, the two sides of the stone path … were filled with Yin spirits!
Some were dressed in suits, some looked like students, and some looked like office ladies. But the one thing that they all had in common was the fact that they were all carrying a red lantern in their hands.
They walked forward aimlessly.
As soon as Qin Ye opened the door, all of the Yin spirits froze, and the sound of gulping could be heard. A split second later … hundreds of pairs of scarlet eyes turned around and stared intently at him!
"A hundred Yin spirits are here to offer their congratulations. What an honor …" Qin Ye ran his fingers gently across the wall. It was cold and damp, and it carried with it a thick stench of corpse and Yin energy.
He immediately understood what this was.
"This is an ancient tomb that's at least a hundred years old … This isn't the tomb of an ordinary tycoon. It has to be at least a fifth-ranked official!
Furthermore … there must be at least a hundred people buried with him. "
Roar!! Just then, a ghostly figure appeared right in front of him, roaring and rushing towards him.
Then, there was a bright flash of saber light, and several of the evil ghosts at the forefront were instantly transformed into wisps of Yin energy that dissipated into the surroundings.
Then, a wave of Yin energy that was completely different from that of a Yin spirit erupted from Qin Ye's body!
"Scram."
He snorted coldly. Then, with a series of cries of alarm, the hundreds of ghosts immediately retreated, opening up a path for Qin Ye like the staff of Moses.
After walking for ten minutes, a heavy stone door with the head of a beast finally appeared right in front of him.
Yulan Orchid on the left, Clubhouse on the right.
Four large words were carved out of the stone. They were bold and powerful, and they blazed with netherflames that dyed the entire place a shade of green.
As soon as he arrived at the door, the Yulan Orchid Clubhouse's card floated out from his pocket.
Then, with a low hum, the door swung open with a loud bang.
Qin Ye shut his eyes and drew a deep breath. Then, just as he was about to step in, he froze in place.
"What ghosts and legends? What demons and demons? There's only the egret eagle singing at the top of its voice!"
"The sky is filled with yellow sand, I walk through every nook and cranny, I walk through the boundless galaxy …"
Desert camel?
Can you believe it?!
What he saw was completely different from the image of a human head hanging on the wall and burning with netherflames. Without the obstruction of the door, the sound of taxis crashing straight into his heart like a tidal wave.
Dazzling lights flickered, and a crowd of ghosts danced wildly in the venue that was three to four hundred square meters in size!
A gorgeous female ghost dressed in a bunny costume walked through the sea of ghosts with a silver tray in her hands. From time to time, she would grope her delicate buttocks, causing the female ghost to pout coquettishly. Then, she would smile faintly and take away the Heaven and Earth Bank notes that were stuck on her back.
The skull-shaped dance floor above her head dazzled the entire venue.
It's not just a hundred ghosts … this place was practically a gathering of all the ghosts in the City of Salvation that had attained spiritual awareness!
Why were they so certain that they were ghosts?
It was simple. Because … everything from the knees down was illusory!
Furthermore, their faces were incomparably pale, and their bodies were covered with livor mortis spots. The entire venue was filled with the stench of corpses that even air fresheners couldn't conceal!
Evil Ghosts Clubhouse!