Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

Yin Yang is located at the junction of two worlds, like the horizon. From the inside out, the upper and lower are two completely different colors. Above the line is the bustling world, and below the line is the black-based ghost world. , while inside the line, there is a deep and bright galaxy.

In this yin and yang environment, as soon as Ye Xingze stepped in, a scale appeared next to Ye Xingze's right eye. The special pure black texture made his face cold and noble, and the dark blue suit on his body also slowly changed into a fiery red one. The long robe is automatic in the absence of wind, and even the long hair on the back of the head flutters slightly, becoming the only bright color in this galaxy.

Yan Xun opened his eyes wide, and tilted his head to look at Ye Xingze, his eyes were full of surprise and admiration covered by dependence.

Ye Xingze waved his hand, as if a curtain had been lifted. A huge palace was suspended above the Milky Way, transforming into long steps, extending all the way to the feet of the two of them. Ye Xingze's voice seemed to become more ethereal, "Go Bar."

Ye Xingze stepped up first, but turned around to see Yan Xun standing there, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Xingze," Yan Xun gathered his palms in the sky, looked up at Ye Xingze, said nothing about Ye Xingze's changes, "I'm a little afraid of heights."

I don't know if it's the illusion of words and training, Ye Xingze seemed to stand on a high place and paused for two or three seconds, looking at him with unfathomable eyes, as if he had seen through something, but in the end he stretched out his hand and spoke with a little Smiling, "I'm holding you."

Climbing up the stairs, the higher you go, the more you can feel the majesty of the palace. Ye Xingze held Yan Xun's hand steadily, "There is a special existence among yin and yang. No matter who enters here, they will have a With the mark of one's true identity, no one can cross this law."

"Does everyone have to walk up the steps here?" Yan Xun asked. Looking back, the long steps are slowly swallowed up by the Milky Way. It always gives people an illusion, as if the world is so big that only you and your side are left people.

"We can directly lead to the palace, but humans can't." Ye Xingze thought for a while, stretched out his free hand, grabbed the void, and opened his hand in front of Yan Xun, "Send you off."

Yan Xun looked at the shining star in Ye Xingze's palm in surprise, and when he touched it with his hand, it was warm and rugged, and the soft light reflected in Yan Xun's eyes, "Is this a real star?"

"Of course not, real stars are not really this small," Ye Xingze laughed out loud, teasing, "Have you forgotten your common sense?"

"..." Yan Xun blushed silently. When a star appeared in the palm of his hand, who would think about practical issues like common sense.

"However, it is also a very precious material. The diamonds in the world are not as hard as it, and it will emit light and heat by itself, so it is very beautiful for decoration." Ye Xingze said.

"I'll keep it safe." Yan Xun grabbed the star and promised.

While talking, Ye Xingze opened the gate of the palace. Inside was a huge hall with a long table in the middle, and five or six people were waiting there.

"My lord." Everyone said in unison, all lowered their eyes, and no one dared to raise their heads.

"Go directly to the dungeon." Ye Xingze said softly.

A few people led the way, Ye Xingze walked behind, Yan Xun looked at the environment of the dungeon, it was different from the mysterious and blue outside, it was cold and humid here, there were a few flames hanging on the wall, but it was very clean, without Yan Xun's imagination in the dirt.

"Sir, here we are."

Following the voice, a dungeon door was opened, and there was a strange smell in the air. The hanged ghost was sitting on a stool, his hands and feet were bound by special ropes, and there was a blood-red strangle mark on his neck. His eyes were red and protruding, and his face was blue and purple, which was his death.

Yan Xun didn't see it, and his eyes were covered as soon as he entered the door. The moment he lost his vision, he grabbed Ye Xingze's hand and called out tentatively, "Brother Xingze?"

"Well, I'm here," Ye Xingze responded, "You don't need to look, it's pretty ugly."

"I'm not afraid." Probably because he lost his vision, Yan Xun could feel that all the eyes in the room were shifted to him, his cheeks were slightly red, and he muttered softly.

Ye Xingze tapped Yan Xun's forehead, "It's not a pretty thing, my dear."

The last word was like a spell, and Yan Xun, who was trying to wave away the fog in front of him, put down his hand in an instant, causing Ye Xingze to chuckle.

On the side, Ye Xingze's subordinates were all dumbfounded and made eye contact.

"Did he just call your lord by his name?"

"Who the hell is this person? Bazi is so fragrant."

"If it weren't for an adult, I really want to taste what it tastes like."

"Shut up, it's difficult for Chiyi to condense human form now."

Ye Xingze ignored the eye contact of several subordinates, and stood four or five steps in front of the hanged ghost, "Say it yourself, or should I ask?"

"What do I want to say?" The Hanged Ghost's voice was hoarse, as if every word was bloody, "Didn't you say that you deal with it immediately after you catch it? Why did you bring me back?"

"You really want to be wiped out? Why?" Every ghost Ye Xingze encountered tried their best to escape, which was strange.

"It's said that once you die, you're done. It turns out it's all a lie." The hanged ghost's laughter was hoarse. "You will only know after you die. There is another way to be tortured."

"People who commit suicide are guilty in the ghost world." Ye Xingze said lightly.

"But no one told me when I was alive, but someone told me that I will be free after I die, but after I hanged myself, I have been lingering in that place, dying repeatedly every day, and experiencing the pain of being hanged every day. Pain, doesn’t it mean that if you become a ghost, you won’t feel the pain?” The hanged ghost shouted hoarsely, looking like he was insane.

"Someone?" Ye Xingze grasped the point, "Who?"

The hanged ghost stopped talking, and suddenly focused his eyes on Yan Xun, staring intently, "Hello—ah!"

Ye Xingze directly waved his hand and branded the scar on the hanged ghost's neck, took a step forward to block Yan Xun, and gradually became impatient.

The screams of the hanged ghost resounded in the ears of several people standing aside, and they shuddered.

They have been with the lord for a long time, and the lord usually makes quick decisions, and has never used such a method of torture. For a ghost, its weakness is the cause of its death.

"Answer my question, make it clear, if you want to die, I will help you," Ye Xingze frowned, and stopped talking about the hanged ghost, "Where are the mutilated parts of the corpses you stole? "

"I don't know, they're all gone," the hanged man panted like a bellows, with fear in his eyes, and said forcefully, "I used to be a nurse in a hospital, and the one who asked me to steal the body was a masked I can't tell if the person in front of me is a human or a ghost."

"Why are you seeking death?" Yan Xun couldn't see, he could only hear the voice, and asked suddenly.

The hanged ghost was silent for a while, and said, "All the patients I took care of died, and the family members of the patients came to make trouble. One or two of them could be said to be terminally ill. Later, a pregnant woman I took care of suddenly had dystocia. Two dead bodies, the hospital began to spread that I was the lone star of the evil spirit, and everyone who was close to me would be unlucky, a fortune teller said that sooner or later I would kill my relatives, and only by hanging in the hospital will the evil spirit in my life be eliminated."

"Do you remember what that fortune teller looked like?" Ye Xingze asked.

"He covered his face—" The hanged ghost tried to recall, but stopped abruptly after speaking a few words, his body trembling violently. If it wasn't for the special rope, the ghost aura in his body would have dissipated.

Ye Xingze's voice rang in his ears, "He covered his face, he looks like the one who asked you to steal the corpse."

"The fortune teller and the person who instructed you are both the same person."

"Do you know that your horoscope is special?" Ye Xingze continued, "If you die before the end of your lifespan, your horoscope will give you powerful magic power, and the evil spirit in the hospital is heavy and special. If a person dies in the hospital, his ghost will not be hurt by the evil spirit in the hospital."

"The most important point is that everyone who gets their fortune has good intentions. No real fortune teller would advise people to die."

"But—but my son—" The hanged ghost opened his eyes wide to the point of terror, and began to struggle violently. The ropes on his body sensed resistance and began to tighten, and the hanged ghost slowly calmed down, saying Make a "ho ho" sound.

Seeing this, Ye Xingze calculated the time in his mind, pulled Yan Xun to leave, and before leaving, he ordered, "When he calms down, you have to interrogate him carefully. what he did."

"Also, remember to tell Han Ming to look up the history of the Central Hospital."

After saying that, Ye Xingze and the two left.

The few remaining subordinates pushed each other there, "I went to the human world last time, whose turn is it this time?"

"I don't want to go. The investigation bureau in the human world is full of people who talk about it, especially that Han Ming."

"Then I have to go, my lord is much scarier than Han Ming."

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By the time we got home, it was already night, Yan Xun finally became clear, and tugged at Ye Xingze's sleeve, "Brother Xingze, did that person get tricked?"

"Well, someone coveted his horoscope and asked him to commit suicide and then do things for himself." Ye Xingze frowned slightly, thinking about the next thing.

Yan Xun remembered his horoscope, touched the jade pendant on his neck, "Then what are we going to do now?"

"Now?" Ye Xingze looked at the sky, "You should rest."

"What time is it?" Yanxun retorted, turning on the phone, the number on it flashed in Yanxun's eyes, "Okay——"

Before the words fell, there was a knock on the door.

After Yan Xun opened the door, it was Ouyang Qi.

"Ah Xun, where's your brother?" Ouyang Qi asked excitedly, "I called you that day, did you find your brother?"

Yan Xun's eyes were on the two people behind Ouyang Qi, his eyes were uncertain, and he asked politely, "Do you have anything to do with him?"

"It's my brother. I called you the other day, and I was in my brother's car. My brother insisted that there was no one there, and even called this person to treat me. Get your brother out to prove that I'm not sick. "Ouyang Qi turned his head and glared at his elder brother.

"Young man, you have blood between your brows," said the other man, about 60 years old, wearing a Tang suit. He was originally a cheerful and fat old man, but his eyes changed slightly after seeing the words and training, "I'm afraid you have been haunted by some evil spirit. "

"Who are you?" Yan Xun took a step back and asked cautiously.

"I'm a fortune teller, and my surname is Tang," Elder Tang carefully observed Yan Xun's face, frowning, "It's strange, it's strange."