Chapter 6, Yin Tomb

Having dealt with Old Zhang, I led Liu Kun to continue along the paper money route, heading directly west. The street was eerily quiet, with not a single passerby. This was largely due to the fact that today is the Ghost Festival. Since the reform and opening up, our Shangcheng Town has become very prosperous, with everything from karaoke bars to saunas and nightclubs. In the past, during this time, it was common to encounter drunken men embracing women singing softly, or groups finishing a game of cards and heading out for a meal, with cars occasionally passing by. This was largely due to the fact that today is the Ghost Festival. Since the reform and opening up, our Shangcheng Town has become very prosperous, with everything from karaoke bars to saunas and nightclubs. In the past, during this time, it was common to encounter drunken men embracing women singing softly, or groups finishing a game of cards and heading out for a meal, with cars occasionally passing by.

I watched his retreating figure, my heart sinking; he had already been captivated by that vixen. I tucked the copper coin sword into my belt and followed him inside

The further west I walked, the more I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp, for the town was long and narrow from north to south, and relatively short from east to west. It wasn't long before I left the town and reached the outskirts. According to local customs, heading west leads to the gates of the underworld, and the western outskirts of the town are also where the graves are located. This area is quite desolate; apart from the dark, ominous tombstones, there are only a few scattered large trees. Under the shadow of the Ghost Festival, it increasingly seemed as if ghostly figures were standing there.

I watched his actions with a cold gaze, knowing that his soul had been completely taken away. With a cold laugh, I drew out the copper coin sword and placed it on the tea table, saying: "You are from out of town and still do not know who I am, right? https://m.hetushu.com"

I suddenly discovered that a residence had been built beside the graveyard, which I had initially overlooked while focusing solely on the grave itself. At that moment, I noticed that the paper money had vanished just outside the entrance of the residence, which felt rather strange to me. However, from the exterior of the house and the view from above, a peculiar black mist enveloped the area, indicating that it was certainly not a normal household. Unfortunately, I had not brought the "Eye-Opening Brush" with me tonight; it is a treasured heirloom that can temporarily open a yin-yang eye on the forehead, allowing one to see through any ghostly or malevolent presence.

"What is so strange? Aren't we here to handle the case?" Liu Kun opened my hand and swaggered in.

A woman, appearing to be around thirty years old, dressed in a white silk nightgown, with a certain degree of beauty, leaned half of her body out through the door crack. Her face was coated with an excessive amount of foundation, as pale as Shen Bing. Her rosy lips, illuminated by the flashlight, were as bright as fresh blood, and her two pitch-black eyes were filled with a hint of seductive mischief.

Old Zhang is the cook at the police station and also takes on odd jobs. He is simple and honest, yet he was inexplicably harmed by a ghost, which is truly unjust. I sighed and pulled Liu Kun back inside, quietly asking him where the kitchen was. He said it was in the northeast corner, so I asked him to lead the way. We entered the kitchen, found a leftover steamed bun, scooped a ladle of cold water, and then walked out the main door

"I knew you would come, please come in," she said, her voice laced with seduction as she threw us a flirtatious glance and turned to walk inside. This allowed us to see her entire back; her nightgown was very short, with thin straps that revealed large areas of her snow-white skin. The hem barely covered her hips, exposing her long, beautiful legs. She wore a pair of exquisite sandals, her hips swaying as she walked, revealing most of her white panties. This allowed us to see her entire back; her nightgown was very short, with thin straps that revealed large areas of her snow-white skin. The hem barely covered her hips, exposing her long, beautiful legs. She wore a pair of exquisite sandals, her hips swaying as she walked, revealing most of her white panties.

"As long as you understand, there is a rule in my line of work: as long as you remain honest and compliant, I will not pursue the matter. Hurry and release the person, and return to your place of origin." My eyes were fixed on the copper coin sword, and my mind became much clearer.

The yard is not large; upon entering, there is a screen wall, and behind it are several rooms. At this moment, the woman has already entered the room, leaving the door ajar for us. Liu Kun and I walked in one after the other and noticed that the furnishings inside were quite polite. Although the sofa and furniture appeared somewhat old, they were very clean and elegant. However, the lighting was too dim, which cast a somber atmosphere over the entire room.

Liu Kun hurriedly said, "I apologize, I made a mistake." As he spoke, he clumsily picked up the broken pieces of the teacup from the ground

I walked outside the main gate with Liu Kun, who resembled sifted chaff, and was just about to raise my hand to knock when the door suddenly opened with a sharp "ah". This sound was extremely jarring in the night, carrying a hint of eeriness.

I secretly laughed and pulled him back: "What are you in such a hurry for? Don't you find it strange that she knew we were here before we even knocked, and didn't ask about our purpose?"

The woman first revealed a glint of fierce light in her eyes, but it quickly vanished as she pouted with a charming smile and said, "Bad person, why did you break my cup?"

The woman sat down on one side of the sofa, striking a seductive pose: "Have some tea"

The night owl continued to cause trouble, occasionally letting out a couple of cries that sounded extremely eerie and mournful. Liu Kun, a grown man, was so frightened that he trembled all over, gripping my clothes tightly and refusing to let go

At this moment, it is so quiet, and following the footsteps of the ghost as I move forward undoubtedly serves as a tremendous stimulus, causing my heart to race uncontrollably.

"Do you think I am a ghost? You little rascal are too adorable." As she laughed, she stretched out her snow-white arm and surprisingly took the copper coin sword away from in front of me.

Heh heh, daring to cause trouble on my territory is simply asking for trouble

Not only did I not bring the eye-catching brush, but many of the ghost-hunting tools were also left behind, as I am not in the business of exorcising ghosts and generally do not have use for these items. However, it can still be determined with the naked eye that this is a tomb! The houses where we living people reside are referred to as yang houses, while the places where ghosts dwell are known as yin houses.

"Of course I know, you are in the business of the dead." The woman smiled at me, and a hundred charms emerged, making my heart feel a wave of enchantment. Her snow-white thighs and delicate bosom dazzled my eyes, nearly causing me to lose control

This leaves me utterly astonished; copper coins possess a tremendous deterrent power against ghosts, not to mention that when smeared with human blood and imbued with a spiritual incantation, they transform into a talismanic sword for exorcism. Even the most formidable ghosts would not dare to come into contact with it.

Liu Kun and I took our seats, and a woman emerged from the inner room, bringing two steaming cups of tea and placing them on the coffee table. Since entering the room, Liu Kun's eyes had not left her for a moment, his expression resembling that of a wolf that had been starved for three days and nights, almost drooling.

Liu Kundan picked up the teacup to drink, and I reached out to press down on the cup, coldly laughing, "Such fresh black tea, we are not worthy to enjoy it. And the books." Liu Kundan was taken aback, not understanding what I meant, and continued to try to bring it to his mouth. I flipped my hand, and with a "clang," smashed the teacup on the ground, shattering it to pieces. Suddenly, a strong metallic smell of blood surged up, and the tea on the ground instantly transformed into a pool of bright red blood. Upon seeing this, Liu Kundan was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide and remained silent for a long time.

As soon as Liu Kunyuan saw this scene of spring, his spirits immediately lifted. This was the first time since the power outage that he no longer exhibited that fearful demeanor, his eyes fixated on the other person's snow-white backside as it squeezed past me.

I said it was nothing, because his death was rather unjust. Right before he died, at midnight, he had nothing in his stomach, and he experienced the common situation of being a "hungry ghost guarding the door." If we do not offer him some food, it is likely that the police station will not be peaceful afterward. Now, with the red rope binding his hands, we laid Old Zhang's body flat on the ground, allowing Liu Kun to surround his body with that bowl of cold water. This way, the resentment will not dissipate and will gradually converge, ensuring that he will not come looking for trouble in the future.

First, use a red rope to bind the old man's hands, pry open his mouth, and let Liu Kun break off a piece of steamed bun and put it into his mouth. Then, forcefully close his jaw, and one can see his throat move slightly as he swallows the bun. Liu Kun was so frightened that his whole body trembled, thinking the old man had come back to life, covering his face and not daring to look.