Chapter 15 It's Probably the Evil Thing Inside

"Go left, turn right, stop, silently count to eight, then flip over the wall in front!"

Chen Abao wasn't lying. She knew this place like the back of her hand.

It could even be said that she knew it inside and out.

Being held in Hu Ma's hands, she constantly pointed out the way, guiding Hu Ma step by step towards the depths of this mansion with extreme precision. Not only was the direction crystal clear, but she could even accurately instruct Hu Ma to bypass some sentries and patrolling guards.

In this mansion, which was clearly built with great effort, she was as relaxed as if she were in her own backyard, without the slightest mistake.

Most importantly, when they entered the mansion, the two Negative Spirits that he had clearly killed earlier, whose brains were gone, actually got up again with Chen Abao's command and continued their patrol.

Of course, they were just walking stiffly, silent and expressionless, mechanically circling the same route, but unless you looked closely, you couldn't see anything amiss.

"The abilities of the Ten Surnames are indeed extraordinary..."

Hu Ma carefully watched and could only sigh inwardly.

That Zhao family of puppeteers, although they seemed to have lost face when they let him into the City of Wrongly Dead by making a hole in the end.

But Hu Ma wasn't blind. He could see that his most powerful ability was actually creating resentment out of thin air.

Just a black cloth and a straw man could create an extremely tragic wronged soul, which was simply miraculous.

The Tan Er Sect that Hu Ma had seen before, specializing in creating Tan Gugu (a type of vengeful spirit), relied on resentment to harm people, but that resentment was achieved through unscrupulous means of torturing people. However, the Zhao family could just casually manipulate things and create something with resentment no less than Tan Gugu…

This was indeed a heaven-defying technique!

As for this Chen Abao…

Hu Ma sighed inwardly, 'It can only be said that the Jiangtou Chen family truly deserves the name "Living Ghost"!'

There were many methods in this world that could extract information from the dead, such as soul searching and divination.

But the method Chen Abao used didn't belong to any of them. She really directly worked on the corpse, or rather, her method was to directly take everything she wanted to know from the dead person's brain.

How much the Negative Spirit knew about this mansion, that's how much she knows now. Whatever those two Negative Spirits knew about this mansion, she knows completely now.

Even when they reached the second gate of the mansion, because the two patrolling guards in front were only responsible for the outside and knew less about the interior, Chen Abao suddenly spoke in a man's voice:

"Reporting to Duty Officer Sun, there was a disturbance outside the City of Wrongly Dead. The Sītáng official investigated the truth and sent us to deliver a message!"

"..."

Not only was it lifelike, but even the tone and the slightly ingratiating meaning were perfect.

It was as if she had let the two patrolling guards speak themselves.

The people inside didn't suspect anything and opened the gate, but Chen Abao's disheveled hair suddenly surged forward, instantly suppressing the duty officers inside, and Hu Ma went up and punched each of them, killing them all.

When he turned around, Chen Abao was already sucking on the head of the duty officer with a slurping sound. After letting go, she licked her lips with satisfaction.

"It's in that house with the lanterns in front..."

Chen Abao savored the taste and became serious, lowering her voice and saying to Hu Ma, "This time, the Meng family can be said to have moved half of their assets here: Yin Copper Iron Fiend, Yellow Spring Water, White Bone Stone, and even a large number of Purple Taisui."

"From this guy's head, I also saw a large number of spirit tablets being moved in, thinking it probably has something to do with the Fǔjūn (City God) raised by the Meng family."

"However, the most important thing is the people from the noble Zhang family."

"Looking at it now, there aren't many people from the noble Zhang family showing up. There are only five or six of them in total, all living in the courtyard in front. Fortunately, we're lucky. A batch of mischievous evil spirits just came to the City of Wrongly Dead, and it seems to be related to some rogue who is causing trouble up there."

"The Meng family and the Zhang family sent out a large portion of their people to suppress them, so there aren't many people left in this mansion now."

"Logically speaking, there's such a big commotion, but the order that this small duty officer received was just to serve the people in the house in front well, giving them whatever they want, but also guarding them closely, not letting them leave."

"But if there are any disturbances, they can't deal with them privately and must report to the people above..."

As she spoke, her eyes lit up slightly, and she licked her lips, saying, "They have to serve them well, but they're also guarded like thieves. It's possible that the evil spirit is living inside..."

"Then let's go..."

In his heart, Hu Ma was already extremely impressed with the Jiangtou Chen family's methods.

Just one head was enough to help so much. What else was there to say?

It's just a pity that the Chen family's methods are a bit...

...sickening.

Otherwise, if he could learn a few tricks from her, it would be much more convenient for him to do anything in the future.

"Of course, we're going, but I have to make it clear that our Chen family and the Meng family are also family friends. Although I'm not very satisfied with what they're doing, we can't break face, so whatever you do when you go in has nothing to do with me. I've never been here at all..."

Only Chen Abao's little head was floating there, and a rare solemn expression appeared on her sad little face.

"Understood, understood..."

Hu Ma nodded helplessly and said, "So, you mean you're going to take me there and then run away?"

"How could that be?"

Chen Abao said, "I'm different from those slippery characters from the Puppeteer Sect. Our Chen family has always been sincere and devoted to our friends, so not only will I send you there and find the person, but I'll also provide you with some convenience."

"I still have a mouthful of resentment left here. If I spit it out later, it will definitely cause chaos in the City of Wrongly Dead for a while. This is the time I'm buying for you."

"Without the protection of the robe on your body, I'll be directly expelled from the City of Wrongly Dead once I spit out this breath."

"Even if I want to help, I won't be able to help you!"

"..."

Hu Ma took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Okay, let's do it like that."

After the two said that, they followed the secluded path in front of them, feeling somewhat apprehensive in their hearts. They knew that the deeper they went into this mansion, the closer they got to the secret core of the Meng family and the Zhang family, the tighter the defense would definitely be.

Although they had Chen Abao's help, they were worried about whether they would suddenly trigger something important and cause unexpected problems. Fortunately, the path wasn't long, and they had already reached the outside of that mansion.

As soon as they got close to this place, they felt a strong Yin wind and resentment. It seemed that there was nothing to see from afar, but when they got closer, they saw that it seemed to be wrapped in a black mass of Yin energy. If they got closer, they would definitely be shocked by the hidden Yin spirits.

Looking up again, Hu Ma had also confirmed the importance of the people in this mansion from the white lanterns hanging high in the courtyard.

He subconsciously touched his chest, where there were three talismans that Er Guotou had given him, and he felt a little more at ease.

Turning his head to look at Chen Abao, he nodded.

"Time is of the essence. I'll try to blow this breath deeper and make a bigger commotion, so you can take care of yourself!"

Chen Abao's head slowly emerged from his black robe, as if endless Yin winds were rapidly gathering towards her.

Suddenly, her small mouth twitched, and the surrounding area was turbulent. Even the Yin wind and evil spirits that enveloped this mansion were sucked into her mouth.

In the next moment, her face suddenly turned green, her hair stood on end, and her appearance was terrifying. Then, she opened her mouth full of fangs and let out a Yin roar. In an instant, a gust of Yin wind spewed out of her mouth.

"Boom boom..."

The rolling evil spirits affected the surroundings. This was originally in the City of Wrongly Dead, where there were the most wronged souls and fierce ghosts who had no way to appeal their grievances and no place to vent their resentment. They were usually suppressed by the City of Wrongly Dead, trapped in pain all day long, but now they were suddenly alarmed by her.

It was like a firecracker lit in a swamp, instantly exploding with unimaginable huge movements.

The entire City of Wrongly Dead seemed to have suddenly experienced an earthquake, and evil ghosts were howling and tearing apart a piece of dead silence everywhere.

"Shua!"

Hu Ma knew that time was of the essence. At this moment, he used the Ghost Climbing Stairs skill and immediately flipped over the wall and entered the courtyard.

He didn't have time to think about what Chen Abao was doing outside. He just hurriedly swept his gaze across the mansion, and a surge suddenly rose in his heart. His heart beat slightly, and he knew that he had indeed found the right place this time.

The courtyard wasn't big, but it was very exquisite. In this Yin Mansion City of Wrongly Dead, there were even flowers and plants planted.

It seemed to have some special arrangement. When he arrived in this courtyard, the Yin wind and resentment that had been raging and sweeping through the City of Wrongly Dead all year round were all blocked outside, leaving only a piece of tranquility.

And in this tranquility, there was a faint, sad, hoarse, and melodious voice, floating quietly and gently swirling. The voice was extremely light and full of poignant beauty, but in Hu Ma's ears, it was no less than thunder.

The music and timbre instantly evoked a familiar thing in Hu Ma's mind, and his mood seemed to be disturbed, creating endless complexity.

A gramophone?

……

……

After a long silence, he slowly landed in this courtyard, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly raised his steps and walked towards the wide-open main room in front.

The closer he got, the light from the room gradually fell on his face.

Through the open main room, he saw the interior layout: there were carpets, hanging paintings, exquisite red lacquered solid wood tables and chairs, and he also saw a slender figure in a white brocade robe, sitting quietly with his back to the door.

As Hu Ma's footsteps slowly climbed the steps in front of the main room, the sound of the gramophone inside suddenly became much lighter, and the white brocade man sitting facing the inside of the main room gently put down the teacup he was holding.

Without turning his head, a smiling voice rang out, "Are you here to kill me?"

"...Reincarnator!"