Aoba Office

Ever since I opened my Yin and Yang eyes, I can feel the Yin energy, but I have never felt like this before.

The Yin Qi I feel is either the Yin Qi that is left and diffused after the ghost's activities, or it is the Yin Qi emanating from the body of the ghost itself.

No matter what kind, there is a source, and that is the ghost of the dead.

However, the yin energy rising in the room now did not come from Meng Hua. I could feel the Yin Qi in Meng Hua's body fluctuating, but the fluctuations did not spread. Meng Hua's mood, or perhaps his strength, was not strong enough to release so much Yin Qi at once.

This yin energy came out of the blue so suddenly. Not only did I feel it, but the adults in the room could clearly feel the temperature in the room dropping instantly. I could see goosebumps rising on their skin.

The man and woman who had argued the most fiercely before shrank their necks and touched their skin in horror.

After the adults were silenced, the cries and soft screams of the children became louder.

"Dad..." The child called again, looking around him with some doubts, and then at the window.

There is also Meng Hua's shadow on the window.

His actions attracted the attention of the adults.

Soon someone was screaming.

"There's a ghost! Look! Look!" The woman who screamed pointed at Meng Hua's shadow on the window.

The shadow became clearer and clearer in the Yin Qi, and anyone could see Meng Hua glaring at them.

A group of people started shouting and ran away in panic.

The child was protected by Meng Hua and was not harmed in any way. Just by looking at his expression, he didn't know what happened.

When we were in the car, I felt that the student was a little stupid. It was normal for him to be new to the world, but the nervousness and uncertainty were stronger than normal people.

Looking at the child now, I became even more aware that something was wrong.

The people in the house had run away.

Meng Hua squatted down, feeling a sad feeling arise spontaneously.

He held the confused child and comforted him softly. The child is still confused.

"Xiao Meng? Fanfan?" An old voice came in from outside.

An old lady, stooped, walked slowly into the house and saw a child coming.

Meng Hua stood up, at a loss, and wanted to say something, but after he spoke, he seemed to realize his situation and smiled helplessly.

The old lady looked around and stretched out her hand to the child, "Fanfan, why are you here alone? Where is your aunt? Why did they all run out just now?"

The child naturally held the old lady's hand and called "Po".

Granny Li touched the child's head, then looked at Meng Hua's black and white photo, and sighed.

"You and grandma should wait here for a while until your aunt comes back. Are you hungry?" Po Li asked.

The child nodded, then shook his head.

Granny Li offered incense to Meng Hua and took her child to sit on the narrow sofa to watch TV.

Meng Hua stood like a pillar.

I don’t know how much time passed, but I heard movement at the door.

I originally thought that those relatives of Meng Hua were back, but suddenly I felt a yin energy that was different from Meng Hua's.

Meng Hua seems to have not adapted to becoming a ghost. The thoughts running through his mind were worries about his children's future.

The yin energy gradually approached. I didn't feel the ghost coming over was aggressive, but a ghost kept approaching from behind. This feeling was still creepy.

When a hand was put on Meng Hua's shoulder, Meng Hua hadn't recovered yet, but my scalp was about to explode.

The feeling of yin energy is still clear.

It was so clear that I could tell that the yin energy that suddenly appeared in the room before was the same as this yin energy!

It is different from the cold Yin Qi of Qingye Supernatural Agency, and it does not make me feel dangerous, but this Yin Qi is very turbid, chaotic, and very disgusting.

Meng Hua didn't notice anything and turned around in a daze.

The middle-aged man standing behind him was tall and elegant, wearing an old-fashioned suit and bow tie. A beautiful and exquisite watch and sparkling diamond cufflinks were exposed from the sleeves. He also wore a ring on his finger. It looked like a platinum ring. It was very fancy and didn't match his old-fashioned suit very well. It also made people notice the ring at a glance.

It's not a wedding ring, it looks like a women's ring.

I don't really understand this, but like a red flower among green leaves, it's not hard to notice that this is special.

The man also wore gold-rimmed eyes, a very typical image of a wealthy intellectual from the old days.

There was also a gold chain hanging from the pocket on his chest, which seemed to contain a pocket watch.

Meng Hua and I were both a little shocked by this ghost and couldn't make any reaction.

"Hello, Mr. Meng, right?" The man was very polite and spoke with a Huixiang accent, but it would not be incomprehensible to outsiders. His eyes swept over the wreath, and he seemed to know Meng Hua's name from the elegiac couplet on it.

"Who are you?" Meng Hua suddenly became alert and stood in front of Granny Li and the child.

The man smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just a guide. I will visit every new ghost born in Huixiang, and I will also inform the newcomers of some of the rules of Huixiang."

My mood went up and down like I was on a roller coaster.

Guide...inform...the rules?

Are you kidding me?

The identity and purpose of this ghost were beyond my expectation.

I thought that the ghosts in Huixiang and the rules about killing living things and not killing them were born because of the ideas of the people in Huixiang, or because of their deep-rooted obsessions.

Why is there still a guide here? Will there be any clear rules?

Aren't these born naturally? Aren't the ghosts here directly influenced by the people of Huixiang?

Things are unbelievable.

Meng Huasheng and I had the same idea: Liar!

There is no way to confirm what the weird ghost in front of me said.

It would not be impossible if a ghost who died decades earlier than Meng Hua discovered Meng Hua's existence and came over to pretend to be the boss.

Ghosts should act according to their obsessions during life, but I have already encountered too many "maverick" ghosts, and I wouldn't be too surprised if I encounter another one.

But soon, I thought of the same yin energy.

This muddy feeling can't be some kind of coincidence, right?

I was a little hesitant.

But Meng Hua firmly believed that the ghost in front of him was some kind of liar.

"I've never heard of a guide. I was born and raised here, and I've heard a lot of ghost stories. There are no stories about you."

Meng Hua was very confident when he said this.

This firm confidence comes from the common thoughts of Huixiang people.

The ghost smiled calmly, "I'm just a guide, here to inform Mr. Meng of something. What Mr. Meng does next is your own business."

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt that turbid Yin energy filling the room.

Both Granny Li and the child's reaction was a little slow, and they just looked around blankly.

The child was shivering but didn't know what was happening.

Meng Hua's expression changed. When he was about to do something, he suddenly felt it was hard to breathe. He covered his chest and fell to his knees.