Luocheng, Jinshan Residential Area.
As a local, run-down old residential area, it is located in the old urban district.
At the same time, because a processing plant opened nearby, most residents have moved away awaiting demolition, and those who remain are those who truly have nowhere else to live.
One of them is Fang Ping.
"Hoo..."
Fang Ping let out a long sigh.He lay on the bed, glanced at his slightly reddened fingers, and then at the stack of waste paper on the table.
According to Chu Qing's standards, only a few could barely be considered complete.
But it was enough for Fang Ping to feel a sense of accomplishment.
Though he himself didn't know the meaning or reason behind doing these things, it was purely out of trust in Chu Qing.
However...
Thinking of this, Fang Ping touched the special paper figure in his arms.
A paper figure made of bright red banknote paper, ugly yet cute, combined with his own birth date and time, gave him a real feeling that this folded paper figure was like another him.
Where did Chu Qing learn this from?
He never heard that this guy had such a skill before.
Putting the lifelike little paper figure back into his arms, Fang Ping picked up his phone that he had put aside, randomly opened VX, and suddenly froze.
After graduating from university, the classmates who were not close to begin with, scattered to their respective futures during this summer. The original class group chat was seldom active.
But today, when he opened it, the 99+ unread messages in red clearly indicated that something had happened.
Fang Ping decisively clicked into it, and directly scrolled back to the beginning of the conversation.
The line of text that greeted his eyes made Fang Ping's eyeballs widen, and he suddenly sat up from the bed he had just lain down on.
'Zhao Miao: Something big has happened! Lin Yuancheng, the chairman of Senmu Group, died by suicide at the Second Hospital this evening due to mental illness. His wife died of acute cerebral hemorrhage because of it. His son, unable to accept the reality, jumped off a building.'
'Liu Yunyun: Is it true or false???'
'Zhao Miao: Absolutely true! I accompanied my mother for a check-up today. The body of that Young Master Lin was less than tens of meters away from me. He jumped from the eighth floor, landing headfirst with a 'splat', a gruesome sight.'
'Wang Qing: Holy crap? I applied for Senmu Construction today! This is crazy, will it affect my monthly salary of six thousand?'
'Mu Hong: Wait, the young master of Senmu Group? Surname Lin? Isn't that the one…'
'Li Qingyun: That's right, the new boyfriend of An University's campus belle. Good heavens, the An University's campus belle didn't expect that before entering a wealthy family, their whole family was wiped out…'
'Liu Yunyun: If you ask me, Chu Qing and An Ruoxue were a perfect match back then, why bother? Now it's all ruined…'
'Wang Qing: What does a perfect match matter? Now it should be a rich man and a beautiful woman! But it's a pity, the An University's campus belle missed such an opportunity to soar to the heavens.'
'Zhou Lingling: You people are still gloating. Don't you know? Ruoxue already got her marriage certificate with Lin Hengtian. Now that this has happened, do you know how much inheritance Ruoxue will get?'
'Wang Qing: My goodness? Got married and then the whole family was wiped out, is there some kind of conspiracy involved?'
'……'
The entire class group chat fell into a discussion.
However, Fang Ping could only mechanically scroll through the chat records. After the first few messages, his mind was no longer on any of this.
What colossal inheritance, what conspiracy theories.
He no longer cared about any of it.
What he cared about was only one thing.
That was what Chu Qing said to him before he returned from North Mountain Cemetery at noon today:
'This thing can ward off ghosts. Lin Hengtian has a ghost on him, and it's estimated that their whole family has ghosts too!'
Having ghosts means not living long!
He suddenly clasped the folded paper figure that was placed in his arms.
However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed that outside the window, a faint red light appeared not far away.
His home was on the first floor. Jinshan Residential Area, being an old building, was at most six stories high, with no elevator, let alone excessively bright streetlights.
This faint red light outside was extremely abrupt.
He looked up.
However, the first time he looked, Fang Ping was slightly stunned.
It was actually a lantern.
No, a balloon?
Fang Ping blinked, unable to distinguish for a moment.
But it seemed to be a glowing balloon, so it should be a lantern!
But how did this thing appear by his window?
Fang Ping didn't know. He subconsciously opened the window, wanting to get a closer look.
The faint red light illuminated his entire body.
A sense of indescribable comfort spread through him.
In this feeling, Fang Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and even had an illusion of floating like an immortal.
However, as soon as this feeling came, Fang Ping seemed to suddenly sober up and looked up.
Unknowingly, the blood-red lantern had already appeared above his head, and he seemed to finally see clearly what was illuminated inside this blood-red lantern.
It was a human head.
Fang Ping was terrified.
Unfortunately, it seemed to be too late.
The lantern, who knows when, had already covered his head.
Then, through the open window, it actually pulled a living person up and dragged him towards the sky.
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'Taking off~'
……
In front of North Mountain Cemetery.
Still a taxi.
Still a driver who looked unlucky, he hastily drove away from this cursed place after receiving the fare.
Chu Qing paid no attention to the exhaust fumes from the taxi driver's aggressive acceleration. Holding the statue of the Underworld God of Wealth in his hand, he returned to North Mountain Cemetery.
Lin Hengtian was dead.
His entire family died unexpectedly.
Chu Qing was satisfied with the result.
Because his gains were visible.
【Chu Qing】
【Grade: None】
【Yin Shou: Four months, Yang Shou: Three months】
【Symbiosis (Status): His own Yang Shou is greatly reduced, can fully command the Blood-Eyed Ghost.】
【Note: The taste of Yin Shou is really good. It's just that these inferior humans were infected by Yin energy in advance, and could only produce this much Yin Shou. Let me eat that thing in your arms. I have a premonition that its taste is much stronger than that human.】
That's right, in the end, Chu Qing could not let An Ruoxue be the one to kill Lin Hengtian.
Not to mention it was too troublesome and left too many traces, he didn't want to find trouble with the inspectors.
Fortunately, the Blood-Eyed Dragon Lord's abilities had many areas for development.
After making eye contact, the Blood-Eyed ability could control blood, which was equivalent to controlling Lin Hengtian's actions.
After confirming An Ruoxue's intentions, he directly used the Blood-Eyed \[ability] to make Lin Hengtian jump from the eighth floor in front of everyone.
This thoroughly saved him all the trouble.
He also gained a full month of Yin Shou.
After handling everything, he let An Ruoxue handle the aftermath at the hospital, while he, carrying his true target, returned to his 'kingdom'.
The gate was opened again.
The Yin energy at night was several times more concentrated than during the day.
It even made Chu Qing, whose body was still that of an ordinary person, shiver slightly.
Blood-Eyed \[ability] appeared, and his gaze quickly swept over.
North Mountain Cemetery under the night was pitch black, with not a single light visible.
But it couldn't obstruct his vision.
"Meow!"
Two green lights flickered in the distance.
Chu Qing smiled slightly and extended his hand:
"You little fellow is quite good at guarding the house. Not bad, I'll feed you something delicious tomorrow."
"Meow meow!"
The black cat seemed to understand Chu Qing's promise, and with an excited leap, it landed in Chu Qing's outstretched arms, then with a pounce, it squatted on his shoulder.
Chu Qing didn't mind, and let out a deep breath.
Whether it was the Underworld God of Wealth or anything else, none of it was as important as the door he was about to step through!
Death Apartment, he combined the opening provided by Ding Xie and the rule-based anomaly he intended to summon in advance based on his own understanding.
This is the best candidate for the 'Gravedigger', the 'Tomb Ghost', absolutely not to be missed.
Thinking of this, Chu Qing walked to the guardhouse and pushed open its door.
The Underworld God of Wealth also slowly followed him inside.
Blood-Eyed \[ability] scanned. He had kept the Faceless Ghost on the door all along. Now, that door must be thoroughly soaked with Yin energy, right?
The lights were turned on, and he threw the Faceless Ghost aside, his gaze firmly fixed on the seemingly slightly dried blood-red text on the guardhouse door.
Three minutes passed, with no change.
He had already prepared for failure.
After all, Ding Xie repeated this action, and it probably took several attempts, if not a dozen, to awaken the prototype of Death Apartment.
For him to succeed on his first try, even with the extra preparations he made, it would be difficult.
This was an expected failure, and he was not discouraged.
However, just as Chu Qing was about to give up completely.
Suddenly, his Blood-Eyed \[ability] instantly focused.
The blood-red dried text on the glass suddenly looked as if it had just been written, slowly flowing.
Finally, it disappeared from the glass.
As if something had sucked dry the text made of blood…