You are not human

Yin Bei gave Zhang Xiaobao a hint, and left when he saw that he had broken the illusion.

Those two ascetics had no great skills, they just resorted to two rare formations to make a fuss, the essence was to delay time, take Zhang Xiaobao's living soul away, or directly let him die from his soul.

From the very beginning, they had no intention of confronting Lian Chunjun and Ao Jinyu head-on. In the beginning, they only summoned souls to get rid of Ao Jinyu. Later, they used the illusion formation to trap Lianchun Jun.

It's a pity that they don't know enough about the Ten Lords of the Underworld, and they don't know that ordinary formations can't trap Lord Lianchun.

Once the formation of these two people is broken, it is the level that ordinary strong young people can fight.

Yin Bei originally planned to watch the excitement there, but he smelled something in the abandoned factory that didn't belong to the two of them—it was ghosts.

Although it was too pale, and even mixed with the smell of dog blood and glutinous rice to hide it, Yin Bei could still smell it.

There must have been a spook here once, but it just disappeared before they got there.

The message left by Lao Zhang at the beginning said that there was a ghost hidden in S City. At first, the ghost in a pot hadn't been found yet, but after that they seemed to hide from all the stories, and finally found a little fox tail. Bei naturally couldn't let him slip away for nothing like this.

He followed the trail all the way to the outskirts of City S. He has lived in City S for so long, and he knows most of the places.

This is already a remote township far away from the city center, and even the bus only comes a few times a day. Not far away is a small village with a small population, and it will enter the demolition stage in a few years.

From here, the outline of the village could be vaguely seen. Yin Bei looked around, and his eyes fell on the scattered black ashes on the side of the road.

He slowed down and lowered his head to observe carefully.

These are the traces left by burning paper money and tin foil ingots. The Ching Ming Festival has passed, and the traces here have been there for a while-this is actually a graveyard on the side of the road.

Except for the one closest to the roadside, there are several graves scattered here and there, and there are quite a few tombstones further away, which are probably only erected in recent years.

The land in the city center of S is carefully planned, and there is also a special cemetery, but this cemetery is almost no longer within the scope of S city. It is a large piece of wasteland that has been bought but has not yet been developed.

But just judging from the map, the nearby villagers would not think that the place where their ancestors were buried did not belong to S City.

At that time, construction was about to start here, but it was put on hold because the villagers and the developer could not reach an agreement through negotiation.

In addition, the layout of this grave mound is also quite strange.

At the beginning, there was probably a plan, but later, more and more people, it turned into a weird situation where you are next to me and I am next to you, and there are only a few more tombstones than mass graves.

Yin Bei frowned, no wonder the atmosphere in this place is so weird, and the feng shui is too bad.

He stood in front of the cemetery and looked at it for a while, took out his mobile phone, took a picture, and sent it to the Hades work group, and his subordinates responded quickly.

Have you seen my chain (Emperor Sin): "This feng shui is too bad, it gives me a headache!"

Can't sentence everyone to death (Wu Shanjun): "Oh, it's strange, Emperor Sin-jun still looks at Fengshui!"

Did you see my chain: "Well, it's not symmetrical."

Xiao Transparent (Long Yejun): "If there is an underground river here, it would be a good place to raise Gu. The living souls trapped in it cannot escape, and if there are not enough tributes for festivals, they can only devour each other. And mortals who know nothing are still burying new ghosts in it..."

Can't judge everyone to die: "Hey, it's scary."

Did you see my chain: "Hey, spooky."

Zhuyoujun ate three bowls of fried noodles last night (Zhuyoujun): "Is there a ghost? Do you want to kill it?"

Yin Bei's eyes paused for a moment on Lord Zhuyou's name. This is the ceiling of the ten kings of the underworld. He has always been serious. This name is not his style at first glance.

But there was no need for him to ask, Mr. Wu Shan had already asked first.

Can't judge everyone to death: "Jun Zhuyou, what's your name?"

After waiting for a while, Mr. Zhuyou had already changed his name back to the three characters of "Junyou Zhu".

Zhu Youjun: "Sorry, my partner touched my phone yesterday."

If you can't judge them all to death: "Fork it out for me if you show affection!"

Yin Bei rubbed the center of his brows silently. As one of the few people in the underworld who has a partner, although Zhu Youjun is low-key and does not show off, he still emits the sour smell of love at certain unexpected moments.

"Let me come to you, go eat fried noodles. This place will breed new ghosts sooner or later. You can go to a gymnasium of a cooperative organization to do ritual rituals."

After sending the message, he didn't go to see their quarrel, put away his phone, and looked back at the short mountain not far behind him.

The shadow of a Taoist temple could be seen faintly on the top of the mountain. He raised his neck to take a look, and walked up the mountain.

There are ghosts everywhere around here, so it's not easy to find, but there is actually a gymnasium here, Yin Bei thinks he should go up and take a look.

The Taoist temple has no name. Yin Bei glanced around, but didn't notice any trace of popularity. He took a step inside, but suddenly heard someone quietly asking him, "Would you like to offer incense?"

Yin Bei turned his head slowly, and there was a skinny old Taoist priest sitting on the counter by the door, with bundles of incense in front of him, and a stack of paper money at his feet.

Yin Bei raised his eyebrows. He actually put the incense for the gods and the objects burned for the dead together. It's really no taboo.

The old Taoist misunderstood his eyes, and his eyes fell on the paper money at his feet: "Or go to the grave?"

Yin Bei looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him. He looked like a mummy, and his ghostly aura was heavier than ordinary ghosts, but he didn't look evil, and his demeanor was even kind.

Yin Bei asked, "Can you see me?"

He is now in a state of out-of-body soul - although he was originally a ghost, he has already reshaped his golden body after becoming a semi-holy, with a soul and a body, and to a certain extent, he is no different from ordinary mortals.

It's strange enough that this old Taoist priest has no Taoism at all, yet he can see a separated soul.

The old Taoist slowly raised his head, his eyes were a little blank: "You..."

Yin Bei was expressionless: "It's nothing, just ask casually."

The old Taoist slowly opened his eyes wide, and asked slowly, "You are neither here to offer incense, nor to visit the grave, how did you find this place?"

"Looking for someone." Yin Bei's expression was flat, "Is anyone staying here recently?"

Since he can see living souls, he can also see ghosts. If anyone has been here recently, he must be able to see them.

The old Taoist shook his head slowly: "No."

Yin Bei stared at him: "Then you are the only one here?"

The old Taoist still shook his head slowly: "There is also my apprentice."

Yin Bei raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Didn't you say that no one has come recently?"

The old Taoist raised his head slowly: "But he has been here all the time, occasionally going out to buy, there are only me and him here."

He paused, then spoke again, "A few days ago he brought back a friend. I didn't see him leave, but I honestly said he had already left."

"Correct?" Yin Bei raised his eyebrows, "What's your apprentice's name?"

"It's the Taoist name." The old Taoist was like a stone statue, "If you want to see him, just wait here."

"He goes down the mountain occasionally, but he always comes back after a while."

Yin Bei asked casually, "Really? How long will it take?"

Yin Bei noticed that the old Taoist had sat here and talked to him for so long without blinking his eyes once.

The old Taoist replied with some difficulty, as if he was thinking: "Sometimes two or three days, sometimes more than ten days, are common things."

Yin Bei was silent for a moment: "Really."

"He will be away for more than ten days, can you cook for yourself?"

The old Taoist was stunned: "Eat? I'm not hungry."

He raised his head belatedly, showing a little confused look, "Yes, eating, I seem...it seems like I haven't eaten for a long time, but am I not hungry at all..."

"what on earth is it?"

Yin Bei showed pity: "Because you are already dead."

The Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes wide. This was the biggest reaction he had ever made since seeing Yin Bei.

"I, I... I'm already dead..."

He struggled to stand up, but finally curled up and sat back down.

It seemed that at the moment when he realized that he was dead, his body corrupted extremely rapidly, and the death that had been hidden for a long time was finally exposed in broad daylight.

When Ao Jinyu carried Yin Bei's body and ran all the way into the Taoist temple, what he saw was Yin Bei and the decomposing corpse before his eyes.

He quickly jumped between Yin Bei and the corpse, trying to block and persuade him with a serious face: "It's not something strange, it's just that..."

"chemical reaction!"

Yin Bei: "..."

He looked at Ao Jinyu silently, then lowered his head to look at his own body being held by him.

Ao Jinyu reacted belatedly, and quickly waved to him: "Come in!"

Yin Bei: "...you put me down first."

Ao Jinyu said "Oh", and gently put him on the ground, but he was a little worried that he would fall, and supported him gently behind him, as if holding him in his arms.

Yin Bei twitched the corner of his mouth: "Why don't you lean me against the pillar?"

"There's a lot of dust on it." Ao Jinyu took a look and shook his head at him, "Don't dawdle, come back quickly, it will be bad for your health if you stay outside for too long."

Yin Bei frowned, his soul returned, and he regained control of his body.

The direction of sight changed for an instant, and the touch of a living person returned. The palm against his back was warm, and Yin Bei blinked.

"You don't seem very scared." Ao Jinyu whispered in his ear.

Yin Bei raised his head to look at him, Ao Jinyu was watching him, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

Yin Bei: "..."

It's over, he doesn't seem to be pretending to be afraid.

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One dares to pretend and the other dares to believe.