t to go take a look"Of course, I'm very curious to know who the other party is and why they specifically came looking for me.The moon was hidden by clouds, and the wind howled through the trees. This..."It couldn't possibly be me, Your Majesty. This person is merely an ordinary mortal, with a chaotic mix of three souls and seven spirits. It's impossible for them to see figures from the Underworld." Jiang Qiyun frowned slightly, looking at the unusual gatekeeper with displeasure.

A while ago, we knocked on the door at the foot of the mountain. An old man with a fierce expression opened the door. This person looked similar to the one we saw before, but his mind was no longer clear.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and one's gaze usually reflects their mental and physical state.

This person's whites of their eyes are too prominent, their mind is muddled, and they look more like a walking corpse.

If one were to stay like this for a long time, their seven souls would inevitably be damaged. That's why they stayed on the outskirts of this deserted village, barely scraping by, waiting for someone to go up the mountain.

For the ordinary traveler seeking thrills, perhaps they've already met their demise. But those who can open this door are the "guests" he awaits.

But not quite calling him master, either

My brother tentatively asked, "Who is your master"

The gatekeeper's mechanical head turned towards me, its voice a rasp. "… Are you sent by the Master… You carry the scent of the Master…"

I widened my eyes. Before I could even ask a question, Jiang Qiyun beside me exuded an aura of intimidation. The temperature around us plummeted by ten degrees instantly.

He surprised me with that attitude. I quickly waved my hand and said, “That’s none of my business! I—”

I want to say, I didn't even get a clear look at what Yin Su Bai looked like. I only saw a dark silhouette.

But it seemed that Jiang Qiyun was not angry with me, but rather displeased with the strange words the corpse watcher had said. I wisely kept silent, afraid to mention Yin Su Bai's name.

Jiang Qiyun, this venerable god, is quite tsundere. He might say he's interested in Yin Su Bai's purpose, but that doesn't mean he likes me being interested in Yin Su Bai. So I'll just shut my mouth and not say anything more.

The corpse watcher looked at me with a dazed expression, and my heart pounded in my chest. Could the blood pact I had made with Yin Su Bai with his own hand still have an effect

I couldn't help but cover the spot where I was pierced. It seemed like a psychological effect, but I felt a burning sensation there.

“....Xiao Qiao.” My brother winked at me, and the mortician seemed to be waiting for me to speak.

"Huh" I was really under a lot of pressure. Looking at Jiang Qiyun's cold and murderous eyes, and then at Bai Wu Chang's sinister and playful smile, I had no idea what my brother wanted from me right now.

My brother tilted his head and gestured for me to look at the corpse-watcher, mouthing, "Try asking him something."

"Ah... oh, oh... cough... uhm, c-can I come in" I whispered.

Here is the gate within the gate. Roughly, when a watcher sees someone ascend the mountain and enter this gate, they will secretly follow them.

If those who enter the gate are lay believers from the world or scouts sent by demon lords, they will use the so-called "scent" to open the second gate.

"Ah... obey..." The corpse keeper's eyes were vacant, devoid of any light. He moved with the stiffness of a corpse covered in livor mortis. Turning, I saw a dark beast with crimson patterns on its back, lying low on the nape of his neck.

“Ah!” I was startled. The monster’s two tentacles were thrust into the corpse-keeper’s back of the neck!

This is being controlled My understanding of demons is most profound, that is the chaotic and stupid, immortal Chaos Corpse Demon.

Even a monster of the Corpse Demon's level has a blurred consciousness and acts on instinct. No wonder this gravedigger said I had a "smell" on me—perhaps those demonic beasts use smell to determine if someone is one of their own.

"...You, you... You're with these monsters!" Zheng Zhe looked at me in horror.

"Cut the crap, how could you possibly be on the same side as this monster!" my brother muttered.

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The Corpse Demon left us with such deep psychological trauma. I'm afraid we'll remember this for not just two or three years, but maybe twenty or thirty.

"Big brother, I'll go ahead." I was worried that there might be some traps or demons ahead. If I really did have the aura of Yin and Yang about me, it might help me avoid being attacked.

My brother furrowed his brow, didn't say anything. His attitude was acquiescence.

He leaned back slightly to let me come forward, but instead of hiding behind me, he walked alongside me.

Jiang Qiyun had always stood at the back of the line, a position that was actually more important than being at the front.

Hold back, meaning to protect the front while also preventing being cut off from behind or ambushed.

He nodded slightly, tacitly allowing me to walk at the front of the line, while he raised his hand slightly, and a few points of light appeared around him.

That was his lantern guiding souls, and also a tiny glimmer that soothed my heart.

Speaking of which, ordinary people seeing these ghosts and spirits should be terrified, even fearful. On the contrary, since I've been in contact with these ghostly affairs, I feel it's much simpler than dealing with ordinary people.

But towards these demons, I felt a degree of fear and anxiety in my heart. After all, although demons are often mentioned, they are rarely seen in the world.

Both human and ghost, we in the mortal world have seen ghosts.

While the realm of gods and demons was a different matter entirely, the ranks of demonic creatures were far beyond those of ordinary ghosts. As I followed him, I secretly muttered the thunderclap incantation in my hand.

In the distance, black mist billowed, and an eerie, sinister aura permeated the air.

I swallowed nervously, noticing the unnerving silence behind me. Even breathing seemed to have ceased.

My brother has weathered many storms, and I believe he can stay calm; but what about the other two ordinary people, Zheng the expert and Chen, the young girl Can they remain so composed as well

I turned back in confusion, nearly jumping out of my skin—Zheng and Chen had their eyes slightly closed, their hands drooping, their shoulders slumped. They looked like... what's the word...

Could they have unwittingly stumbled upon it I nervously took out my talisman.

"Shhh~~~~" Bai WuChang suddenly floated up from behind me, a sinister smirk on his face: "Little Empress, don't make any sudden moves. The energy here is tranquil, and even the slightest movement... could awaken something."

"Something" A chill ran down my spine. Could it be that the corpse was moving

I'm not afraid of ghosts, but I am afraid of these moving corpses, ranking second in my psychological shadow list.

"Hee hee... So the Emperor bestowed upon these two mortals a silent decree..." Bai Wu Chang lightly shook his drooping sleeves.

Swish... swish... I heard the faint scraping sound of two chains rubbing against each other.

Following Bai Wu Chang's sleeve down, two chains extended from the sleeve and floated, binding Zheng Zhejia and Chen Ru.

Their souls were being pulled along, their consciousnesses hazy as they followed me forward.

"That, that you be careful, don't, don't pull it out..." I whispered.

Bai Wu Chang smiled and nodded: "No need to order, this little girl, has a connection with me."

"What" I raised my voice, as if I had caught the key point.

The corpse watcher in front suddenly stopped. I quickly covered my mouth and dared not make a sound.

"Here... Here..." The corpse-watcher pushed with both hands in the dark void.

With a clang… another sound of iron echoed, yet I saw no “door” at all.

"Xiao Qiao." Jiang Qiyun called my name from a few steps behind me.

"What's wrong"

He slightly lifted his chin, motioning for me not to be afraid and to walk forward.

I took two steps forward, and a wave of icy air instantly pierced my bone marrow. In the darkness, a dilapidated house seemingly materialized out of thin air —rusted the townspeople to him, and he gladly agreed.There is no other reason. Under the rule of the Shaman, war and killing are meaningless, as is the conquest of territory. The existential crisis has...