After returning to his room, Xia Yuyang poured a glass of water and drank it before he quietly fell into a daze. Tonight, he had gone up the mountain to worship the spirit, and he had also "negotiated" with the ghost. Now that he suddenly had nothing to do, he felt tired. After a long time, Xia Yuyang shook his head, packed his clothes, and went to take a shower.
The food and living environment in the small village was not as good as the hotels in the big cities. There was no bathtub to take a bath, but the water pressure was high and the temperature was relatively high. After taking a hot bath and washing away the soil on his body, Xia Yuyang was much more energetic. He casually pulled a towel and put it on his shoulder as he wiped his head.
The moment he walked out of the bathroom, Xia Yuyang felt that something was wrong. The entire room was abnormally cold. Moreover, before he went in to take a shower, he had clearly left the light on in the room. Now, not only was the light off, but the entire room was so dark that he could not even see his fingers. The bright moonlight outside seemed to be completely blocked by a window, unable to seep in.
Xia Yuyang's heart turned cold. The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. His drum-like heartbeat seemed to be right beside his ears. Even though he was panicking, Xia Yuyang did not stop drying his hair. He forced himself to calm down and groped his way to the bedside, turning on the bedside lamp.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew behind him. Xia Yuyang felt goosebumps all over his body in an instant, and his hair stood up collectively. The cold wind blew slowly at the back of his neck. Could it be that Old Feng was still unwilling to let it go after taking the gift? However, there was a statue of a god at the entrance of the courtyard. How did he get in? Had Cheng Zhengdong fallen for it again?
In just a short moment, countless thoughts flashed through Xia Yuyang's mind. After silently taking two deep breaths, Xia Yuyang was finally mentally prepared to turn around. In any case, if he extended his head, he would be stabbed, and if he retracted his head, he would also be stabbed. It was his fault, and he could not avoid it no matter what!
Xia Yuyang almost had a heart attack when he turned around. He saw a tall man in a white robe standing a step away from him. His entire face was deathly pale, but his lips were so red that they looked like they were about to drip blood. His black eyeballs were ridiculously large, as if they were about to take up the entire eye socket. The person who came, or rather, the ghost head, was wearing a tall white hat with the words " A lifetime of wealth " written on it. He was dragging a long chain in his hand.
Xia Yuyang couldn't understand why the Impermanence Reaper had come to find him when Old Feng had already left! At such a critical juncture, Xia Yuyang actually had an inappropriate thought. It turned out that what the older generation said about having big eyes and being listless was true.
Quietly pinching his thigh, Xia Yuyang tried to calm himself down. The White Impermanence was floating in front of him. It was also at this moment that Xia Yuyang realized that it was not that the other party was tall, but that his feet were not touching the ground and were covered by the white robe. He had grown by 20 centimeters.
The messengers of death would not enter the mortal world without a mission, let alone a leader like Xie Bian. They might not want to kill people, but there was a high chance that they did not come with good intentions. Even evil spirits had to flee when they saw the Black and White Impermanences, not to mention the bodies of living people. When mortals dealt with things from the netherworld, their luck would be damaged and they would be plagued by bad luck. In serious cases, they would fall seriously ill and even suffer a bloody disaster.
The room was filled with gusts of cold wind, so cold that it drilled into the bones. Xia Yuyang endured the discomfort and silently memorized the self-cultivation of an actor. He did not panic even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. He casually picked up a cup and poured himself a drink.
"Just now, the netherworld took in a new ghost. It's Feng Jingsong of Wind Affinity Village. Do you know who it is?”White Impermanence suddenly asked, his voice drifting from the ground.
"…There's no water." Xia Yuyang turned a deaf ear to him. He mumbled to himself as he picked up the electric kettle and started boiling water.
“……”
For a moment, Xia Yuyang felt the chilly wind around him stop for a while, and the entire room fell into a subtle awkwardness.
"Can't see me? Did I find the wrong person…?" Listening to this straightforward, emotionless, and inexplicably doubtful voice, Xia Yuyang could not help but feel curious. He quickly glanced at the Wuchang Ghost's expression as he turned around and silently complained in his mind, Sure enough, he still had that blank face, but his head full of question marks seemed to be about to materialize. Oscar owed me a little golden man.
"The ingots in Feng Jingsong's hands are of excellent quality. According to his description, the ingots were given to him by you as a gift.”
Xia Yuyang was unmoved. He whistled leisurely and began to make the bed. There was no trace of a performance.
" What kind of information did Old Fan give me? He even got the wrong person…" As White Impermanence muttered, the temperature in the room clearly began to return to normal. The sound of the kettle boiling and the steam rising made Xia Yuyang finally feel the aura of the Yang Realm.
"What happened tonight?”Xia Yuyang wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and threw himself onto the bed. Just as he was about to roll up the blanket and go to sleep, he heard a soft shout from the courtyard,"Summon the living soul, Xia Yuyang, to serve under the 72 Divisions of Dongyue!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Yuyang immediately realized that his soul had left his body. His entire soul body floated uncontrollably into the courtyard. After he went out, he bumped into the expressionless face of the Impermanence Ghost.
The scene of a social death was nothing more than this! Acting as someone else and getting caught red-handed!
There was only silence in the courtyard. Just as Xia Yuyang thought that the Wuchang Ghost was about to use his ultimate move, the other party spoke,"You're really a good seedling to do business in the netherworld. You can lie to ghosts without changing your expression.”
Xia Yuyang could not tell if this was a compliment or a mockery, so he could only remain silent.
"Did you give Feng Jingsong the ingots? Answer truthfully."
"…Yes."
"You were born with an extremely Yin body and have the Yin Yang Eye. To be able to fold such a fine ingot proves that you are upright and respectful to ghosts and gods. Now that the Dongyue Underworld is busy with official business, the underworld is seriously short of manpower. I have specially summoned you to work under my office and enjoy the treatment of a civil servant in the underworld.”
"…What civil servant? He's clearly a temporary worker without any official status.”
"If you want, as long as you do a good job, you can become a full-time employee after a hundred years."”
" Can I refuse…" Xia Yuyang still understood what was going on. Simply put, a few paper ingots had attracted trouble from the underworld.
When a living soul went to the underworld to work, it was called the Life of Impermanence. It assisted the underworld in dealing with the work of seducing souls and capturing evil ghosts in the human world. It was also known as "walking the underworld" or "walking the impermanence". Now, it was equivalent to being recruited by the underworld as a temporary worker. Whether the treatment was good or not was another matter. The main point was that this job was too exciting and really did not suit Xia Yuyang's old mentality.
"Living souls are conscripted by the underworld. They are not allowed to leave their posts without permission before the underworld allows them to do so. Otherwise, they will be dealt with impartially.”The Impermanence Ghost ignored the question of whether Xia Yuyang could reject it and directly announced the overlord treaty.
…Understood. It meant that they didn't have the treatment of an official, but they had to be bound by the terms of the official position. They had neither ghost rights nor human rights.
"This is your work uniform and props. Sir Fan has something important to do recently, so you can temporarily take his place.”White Impermanence waved his hand and brought a set of black robes and a chain to Xia Yuyang.
When the long chain touched Xia Yuyang's soul body, a white light flashed and turned into a bracelet that wrapped around his wrist. The words "Peace Under the Heavens" could be clearly seen on the official's black robe.
"The Eastern Peak Underworld has high expectations for you. Don't disappoint the Great Emperor's trust.”By the time Xia Yuyang accepted the 'official garbage', the White Impermanence Ghost had already disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only this ethereal sentence that was scattered in the wind.
Well, chasing a duck away, the high hat of "the world is at peace" was not so easy to wear!
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