As An Yanyuan thought to himself, he waved his hand.
An ancient, pitch-black, edgeless sword embryo appeared in his hand. The sword was pitch-black, and there were no fancy things on it. The only special thing was that there were the words 'City God' on the hilt.
The moment it appeared, an unimaginably heavy aura spread out, like an eternal and indestructible mountain of the underworld falling from the sky, suppressing all inauspicious things in the myriad worlds.
"Not bad."
An Shiyuan nodded in satisfaction.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the Ghost Baby's movements and the appearance of the Sword Embryo of the City God Sword. It subconsciously retreated and hid behind An Yuyuan.
A second later.
The ghost infant leaned forward slightly and stuck its head out from his feet. Its dark eyes stared at the sword embryo carefully, like a curious baby.
It was very curious about what this thing was, but it was also instinctively afraid.
"You little brat." An Shiyuan was amused by Ghost Baby's actions.
He shook his head slightly.
"Xi 'er, this sword embryo won't hurt you. Don't be afraid.”
As he spoke, An Yanyuan walked to a table in the room where ornaments were placed. He waved his sleeve lightly, and a gust of wind blew.
A wooden shelf with a sword on it quietly appeared on the table.
An Yanyuan placed the Sword Embryo of the City God Sword on it.
Then, he looked at the ghost infant behind him." Xi 'er, sit down and let me take a closer look at the situation of the source ghost in your body.”
He was very curious about the Origin Ghost.
The fountainhead ghost was a very strange kind of ghost. Their existence was extremely evil, and they also had the characteristic of fusing with each other. This made him wonder why there was such a classification among ghosts from the same world. If the fountainhead ghost could fuse with ghosts, then why couldn't normal ghosts do the same?
There were too many questions that needed to be answered. An Yuanyuan took advantage of the fact that he had nothing to do to study them.
Ghost Baby heard An Yuyuan's words.
It took a step forward and disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already sitting on a chair with its legs dangling.
An Shiyuan was not surprised by this.
He took out the book on ghost infant rearing from the bookshelf and opened the page marked with the fallen leaves of the trees in the temple yard.
"I remember the book said that the ghost infant can fuse with the origin ghost…"
As he spoke, he walked toward Ghost Baby.
……
Seven days later.
In these seven days, the Shing Wong Temple was closed for the first two days.
The workers who were repairing the temple were doing their work seriously, and there were also old masters who were holding brushes and painting ancient paintings on the outermost wall…
Everything proceeded in an orderly manner.
On the third day, the temple staff saw that a large number of people had come to worship the Shing Wong every day. When they saw that the temple was closed, they asked around when the Shing Wong Temple would be repaired.
This kind of inquiry naturally reached the ears of the temple staff.
After some discussion, the temple staff decided to repair the surrounding parts of the temple first. If the temple hall had not been repaired, it could be opened.
After making his decision.
The Shing Wong Temple was opened again, and it immediately welcomed the sight of hundreds of people worshiping the Shing Wong.
Later, the people on the streets near the Shing Wong Temple learned of some things. Most of the people who worshipped the Shing Wong said that they had been saved by the Shing Wong, so they came to thank him. Every time they asked what they had saved, everyone kept quiet, which made the people nearby confused.
This kind of 'interesting news' gradually spread, making the people nearby feel that the Shing Wong Temple was more and more mysterious. Many people who believed in the gods and Buddhas often worshipped the Shing Wong, and the incense offerings were non-stop every day.
At night, seven o'clock.
In the netherworld.
The Shing Wong's residence was located beside a stone table in the courtyard. On the table was a plate of pastries and a pot of tea.
An Yanyuan took a break from his busy schedule and sat here to rest. Occasionally, he would take in two breaths of incense to cultivate his golden body.
He was reading a comic book that a child had left in the City God Temple.
"Isn't this book very good? How dare you throw it away?”An Shiyuan looked at the funny scenes in the comic book and smiled knowingly.
At this moment.
An Yanyuan felt something and looked into the room.
He raised his hand slightly, and a book on the desk flew up and landed in his palm.
This book was a good book.
An Yanyuan cast a special spell for the Book of Virtue. The pages of the book flipped strangely and finally stopped on one of the pages.
On this page, there was a person's name and deeds:
Zhong Chengyi.
He was from the Southern District of Cang City and lived in the Anlan Community of Chengmiao Street. He was fifty-three years old and a ghost controller. He was upright and loyal all his life.
His mother passed away when he was ten years old, and his father raised him alone.
At the age of 18, he saved a child from a fire. His back was burned and left a large scar.
He joined the Ghost Control Bureau at the age of 20 and has handled hundreds of ghost cases since then.
When he was twenty-seven years old, he had experienced the incident of an A-class ghost general. He had been infected by the cursed aura and suffered from the pain of the ghost aura all year round. It was difficult to remove it.
His father passed away at the age of 30. In the same year, he experienced a Class B malicious ghost incident and saved two people. He fell into a desperate situation and escaped death, entering Class C.
At the age of 35, he was on a mission. His left eye was dug out by a malicious ghost, and he saved five people at the cost of it.
He married a female ghost controller at the age of forty-three. Three years later, he and his wife died in the hands of a malicious ghost on a mission.
He entered B class at the age of 49.
At the age of 50, he fought with a malicious ghost. His legs were corroded by the ghost and had to be cut off. He saved three people. In the same year, he was treated by the hospital dedicated to ghost manipulation. He obtained a pair of ghost feet and controlled two ghosts.
…
He had saved 30 people from the water ghosts, 523 people from the earthquake, and saved a village in the mountains from the evil spirits…
An Shiyuan looked at the records that kept appearing on this page.
It recorded the number of people Zhong Chengyi saved in the ghost cases he handled. In his life, he had saved as many as 800 people! There were no rumors about his deeds in the outside world. Ghost controllers were originally a group of 'criminal police' who ran about in the dark. Zhong Chengyi was unknown and did not regret doing these things. Sometimes, he would go on missions during his holidays and come back with another injury.
He traveled all over Cang City all year round or was sent to other places on duty.
In a moment.
An Yanyuan pinched his fingers to read his fortune and sighed deeply." It's time.”
"Ah Bang." His mouth moved slightly, and a special voice came out of his mouth, heading toward the residence of the ox head.
The ox head appeared in front of An Yuanyuan before long.
It bowed respectfully." Lord Shing Wong.”
"Ah Bang, bring two messengers of death and bring Zhong Chengyi back. He has a lot of merits and virtues. After his death, he can be a messenger of death to accumulate merits and blessings for his descendants and take care of them.”
"Yes, Ah Bang."
The bull bowed and turned around to leave.
In the courtyard, An Yanyuan's gaze fell on the Book of Kindness again. He was silent for a long time.
……
In the West District of Cang City, in the hospital dedicated to ghost controllers.
Room 103.
Wen Hong Wen, Pang Xiang, and three young elite ghost controllers walked in.
When they walked into the room, they saw a hospital bed. A middle-aged man was lying on it. His hair was white and his face was old. This was caused by overwork.
The middle-aged man had a friendly expression. When he saw Wen Hongwen and the other two arrive, he smiled." You're here."”
His voice was weak.
The left eye of the pair of eyes was colorless. It was a fake eye, and the right eye seemed a little dim, without much spirit.
"Captain Zhong." Pang Xiang and the other five said in unison.
"You guys sit."
Beside Zhong Chengyi was a grandmother in her 90s. When she saw Pang Xiang and the others coming, she wanted to go to the stacked chairs beside them.
She was Zhong Chengyi's grandmother. Although she was old, she was still healthy.
Besides her and Zhong Chengyi, there was also a young man who looked like a high school student in the room. He was Zhong Chengyi's son, Zhong Pingkang, who meant that he was safe and healthy.
"Grandma, let me do it." Zhong Pingkang walked over.
"No need for trouble, no need for trouble."
Wen Hongwen and the others shook their heads." We'll just stand. It's fine."”
Zhong Chengyi, who was lying on the bed, shook his head slightly.
He looked at his son, Zhong Pingkang." Go get some chairs for the brothers to sit on.”
Seeing this.
Pang Xiang hurriedly went over to help open the stacked plastic chairs. He didn't try to be pretentious and handed the chairs to Wen Hongwen and the others.
"Didn't the Zhengfa come?"
Zhong Chengyi sat up and leaned against the pillow with Wen Hongwen's help.
"Teacher is out on a mission. There are some problems in Lanshan City and we need manpower.”Wen Hongwen said," Captain Zhong, the teacher wanted to come and see you, but he couldn't because of an urgent mission. He…"
"I'm fine." Zhong Chengyi listened to Wen Hongwen's explanation and shook his head lightly.
There was a smile on his pale and bloodless face." If Zhengfa sees that I didn't go, I'll scold him to death.”
Hearing this, Pang Xiang and the others didn't know what to say.
Only Captain Zhong dared to say such words.
Their teacher (Captain Lin) was a top-notch ghost controller. Previously, he was the strongest in Class B, but now he was Class A. However, Zhong Chengyi still dared to scold Lin Zhengfa. This was the reason why the two of them had a good relationship.
Suddenly!
Zhong Chengyi's breathing became heavier, and sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Captain Zhong." Wen Hongwen and the others 'expressions changed drastically. They stood up to call the doctor.
Zhong Chengyi waved his hand." No need. I'm fine."”
"But…"
Pang Xiang looked at the corner of Zhong Chengyi's mouth turning purple, and his face was full of worry.
This time, they came here to visit Zhong Chengyi because the Ghost Taming Hospital had informed them that Zhong Chengyi was dying. There was nothing they could do to save him. His injuries had accumulated over the years. Now that he had returned from a mission and was severely injured by a malicious ghost, all the injuries that had accumulated before had suddenly erupted. The Ghost Taming Bureau had made a judgment that Zhong Chengyi would not last for more than a few days.
"I know my situation." Zhong Chengyi said softly.
He looked at his grandmother and son, then at Pang Xiang and the others." I want to ask you for a favor.”
Hearing this.
Pang Xiang and the other five sat up straight and agreed as soon as they opened their mouths.
Zhong Chengyi said softly.
Pang Xiang and the others knew what he was asking for. Everyone who came to see Captain Zhong would hear Captain Zhong's instructions.
"If I die, I hope you can help me take care of Kang and my grandmother.”He had repeated this sentence countless times.
"Captain Zhong, you won't die. You survived before and you can survive now.”
The others spoke in a low and serious voice.
Pang Xiang and the others nodded in agreement.
"Dad."
Zhong Pingkang couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes. Although he had heard such words a few times, he wanted to cry every time he heard it.
"Cheng Yi, speak less. It's unlucky to keep saying these words.”Chengyi's grandmother frowned and reprimanded him, but her turbid old eyes were filled with tears. She had only found out that her grandson, Zhong Chengyi, was seriously ill these few days. Zhong Chengyi had been hiding it from her before. If it was not for her great-grandson Pingkang telling her, she would not have known.
"Grandma, you always say that I can't talk about death, but…"
Zhong Chengyi's weak voice came from his mouth." Some things have to come.”
He looked at Pang Xiang and the others.
"The sentence I said just now, you guys help me pass on the correct method.”
"Captain Zhong, don't think too much. You'll be fine. We still want to do missions with you in the future.”
Zhong Chengyi shook his head as he listened to Pang Xiang and the others 'comforting words. He felt the pain in his body, which was greater than before. He couldn't help but sweat even more. He didn't say anything and looked at Pang Xiang and the others." If I can live, I want to live too."”
Zhong Chengyi's voice trembled when he said this.
"My mother died when I was ten, and so did Ping Kang. My mother died when I was very young, but I'm still fine. My father left when I was thirty, but Ping Kang is only seventeen now. He hasn't graduated from high school or gone to college yet. After college, he still has to find a job, get married, and have children. I can't see any of these, so I can only shamelessly beg everyone who comes to visit me to help me take care of them.”
Hearing these words, Zhong Pingkang burst into tears.
"Why are you crying?"
Zhong Chengyi frowned and lectured his son." You have to take care of Grandma in the future. Don't cry. It's immature."”
Zhong Pingkang didn't retort. He would have said it in the past, but he didn't dare to say it now.
Wen Hongwen and the others 'eyes turned red.
They wanted to find words to comfort him, but they did not know how. At Zhong Chengyi's level, he was very clear about his own body's condition. It was very difficult to hide it.
Zhong Chengyi did not stop talking.
However, the more he spoke, the softer his voice became. The corners of his mouth turned purple, and his hands trembled slightly.
Suddenly, he grabbed his son's hand and looked at Pang Xiang and the others. His words that were originally educating his son about what he should do in the future paused, and he changed the topic. There was a look of desire on his face, and his voice became louder."…Help me take care of Kang and the others.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Chengyi spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was like a deflated balloon, suddenly out of breath. His entire body wilted rapidly, and his breathing rapidly decreased.
This change caused Pang Xiang and the others 'expressions to change.
"Call the doctor over and press the emergency button.”
"Captain Zhong, we promise you. Hold on and call the doctor.”
Pang Xiang and the others moved one after another. They either pressed the emergency call button on the wall or disappeared from the room to find the doctor at an astonishing speed.
There were also people who knew how to do emergency checks, and their expressions changed three times.
"Captain Zhong…"
Zhong Chengyi's body had already started to turn cold. He had been holding on for the last few breaths, but he could not hold on any longer.
Zhong Chengyi squeezed out a smile. His eyes were red and there were tears in them.
He looked at the ceiling, his eyes visibly turning gray, and his mouth slightly opened.
" I'm leaving. The thing I regret the least in my life is being able to work with Zhengfa and all of you to help others. What I regret the most is not being able to live longer…"
He did not finish his sentence.
It stopped abruptly.
"Dad!" Zhong Pingkang cried.
At this moment, the doctor and a few nurses rushed over and laid Zhong Chengyi flat. They gave him an emergency injection and performed the most urgent treatment for the ghost controller's life.
Zhong Pingkang wanted to see his father, but he was stopped by Pang Xiang and the others." Give the doctor some space. It's fine, it's fine."”
Zhong Pingkang looked at his father who was lying on the hospital bed.
His father was looking at him. Tears flowed down from his unharmed right eye. There was guilt in his eyes. This color lasted for less than a second before it dimmed and then completely closed.
The doctors by the bedside were still performing resuscitation.
After a while.
They announced the time of death at 19:31 p. m.
Zhong Pingkang rushed over and cried loudly.
Just a moment ago, she had clearly told him not to cry. Men should not cry."…I told you not to cry. Why did you cry in the end…"
Grandma was already in tears.
It was the most painful thing for a white-haired person to send off a black-haired person.
She was about to faint." Ah Shu is gone, and now Cheng Yi is gone too…"
She was muttering to herself. Ever since her son died, she had been working hard to live and train her body. She was afraid that she would die. Her good grandson, Chengyi, had no elders. He could not even find an elder when he got married and had children. She was about to break down. She had been working hard to live. Chengyi was often on the run. She was the one who took care of Pingkang. She lived only to see her great-grandson grow up. She did not expect such a situation to happen.
One time, he watched his son leave, and the other time, he watched his grandson die in front of him.
"Am I the jinx?" Grandma was about to break down. She couldn't help but feel that this was her fault. It was her fate.
Pang Xiang and the others couldn't hold it in, their eyes turning red.
"Doctor, get someone to pick Captain Zhong up later.”Wen Hongwen whispered to the doctor.
When he said pick them up, he meant sending them to special treatment to prevent the ghost controller from turning into a corpse. This had happened before. For safety reasons, the ghost controller would usually be cremated soon after death. It sounded very miserable and unreasonable. Every ghost controller was informed of this information when they joined the Ghost Controlling Bureau. They had signed the agreement and were mentally prepared.
The doctor nodded.
He looked at Wen Hongwen and the others 'Ghost Controller badges and the level displayed on them. He didn't object and walked out of the ward.
They were used to this kind of thing and sighed. Ghost controllers were a group of people who silently contributed, but they were destined to be miserable. Every time they thought about it, they felt uncomfortable.
A new nurse came out silently.
Then, the corridor in the distance cried.
She thought about the situation of the ghost controllers. Sometimes, she felt that she should tell them about the ghosts. She couldn't let so many ghost controllers die in silence. However, when she thought about the chaos that would be caused by announcing the matter and the changes in society, she knew that she couldn't say it. At this thought, the nurse cried even harder.
"Tell the people in the team about Captain Zhong's death, the teachers, and the bureau.”
Pang Xiang said in a low voice.
Wen Hongwen nodded and turned around, intending to leave the room.
However, after taking two steps, he realized that something was wrong!
There was a strange mist near the window. It flowed into the room like water and flowed out from the walls and windows.
Pang Xiang and the other young elite ghost controllers did not notice this. Wen Hongwen felt that he was the only one who could see this.
"What is this…"
He didn't say anything and looked outside.
In the distant sky, there were three figures approaching from afar. They moved horizontally like wandering black shadows.
One of the figures was extremely terrifying. It was tall and terrifying. It had the head of a bull and the body of a human…It approached them and walked through the wall into the ward with two figures in black official robes behind it.
A moment later, Pang Xiang and the others felt a cool breeze blowing in from outside the window.
They didn't feel that someone had entered the room.
It wasn't until Wen Hong Wen spoke that they realized something was wrong…
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