Qingye Supernatural Office

Ever since I opened my yin-yang eyes, I can feel yin qi, and I have never felt this way.

The Yin Qi I felt was either the diffused Yin Qi left behind by the ghost's activities, or the Yin Qi emanating from the ghost's own body.

No matter what kind, there is a source, that is the ghost of the dead.

However, the Yin Qi rising in the room did not come from Meng Hua.I could feel the yin energy in Meng Hua's body fluctuating, but the fluctuation didn't spread. Meng Hua's mood, or maybe his strength, wasn't strong enough to release so much yin energy all at once.

This cloudy air came suddenly, not only did I feel abrupt, but the adults in the room could clearly feel the temperature in the room drop instantly, and I could see the goosebumps on their skin.

The men and women who had the most quarrel before all shrank their necks and touched their skin in horror.

The cries and soft shouts of children become louder after the adults are silenced.

"Father..." the child called out again, looking around him suspiciously, and then at the window.

There is still Meng Hua's shadow on the window.

His actions attracted the attention of those adults.

Soon someone was screaming.

"There's a ghost! Look! Look!" The screaming woman pointed to Meng Hua's shadow on the window.

The shadow became more and more clear in the Yin Qi, and anyone could see that Meng Hua was staring at them.

A group of people yelled and fled in panic.

The child was protected by Meng Hua and was not harmed in any way. He didn't know what happened just by looking at his expression.

When I was in the car, I felt that the student was a bit stupid, and it was normal for him to be inexperienced, but the tension and bewilderment were stronger than normal people.

Looking at the child now, I became even more aware of something wrong.

The people in the house have run away.

Meng Hua squatted down, feeling sad.

He hugged the bewildered child and comforted him softly.The child is still ignorant.

"Xiao Meng? Fanfan?" An old voice came from outside.

An old lady walked into the room slowly with her back bent, and saw the child at a glance.

Meng Hua stood up, at a loss, and wanted to say something, but after speaking, he seemed to realize his situation, and smiled helplessly.

The old lady grasped all around and stretched out her hand to the child, "Fanfan, why are you here alone? Where's your aunt? Why did they all run out just now?"

The child naturally held the old lady's hand and called out "Mrs. Li".

Li Po touched the child's head, then looked at Meng Hua's black and white photos, and sighed.

"You and Grandma can wait here for a while, until your aunt comes back. Are you hungry?" Li Po asked.

The child nodded, then shook his head.

Li Po put incense on Meng Hua, and sat with the child on the narrow sofa to watch TV.

Meng Hua stood like a pillar.

I don't know how long it has passed, but I heard movement at the door.

I thought it was Meng Hua's relatives who came back again, but suddenly I felt a yin energy that was different from Meng Hua's.

Meng Hua didn't seem to be used to being a ghost yet.The thoughts running through his head were worries about the future of his own children.

The Yin Qi gradually approached.I didn't feel that the ghost coming over was aggressive, but the feeling of a ghost approaching from behind was still creepy.

When a hand was placed on Meng Hua's shoulder, before Meng Hua regained consciousness, my scalp was about to explode.

The feeling of gloom is still clear.

It was so clear that I could tell that the Yin Qi that suddenly appeared in the room before was the same as this Yin Qi!

It was different from the cold yin energy of Aoba Supernatural Office, and it didn't make me feel dangerous, but this kind of yin energy was very muddy, chaotic, and very disgusting.

Meng Hua didn't notice anything, and turned his head in a daze.

Standing behind him was a middle-aged man with a tall and straight figure and a very dignified appearance. He was wearing an old-fashioned suit and a bow tie. A beautiful and delicate watch and sparkling diamond cufflinks were exposed from the sleeves.He also wore a ring on his finger, which looked like a platinum ring, with a fancy style, and it didn't match his old-fashioned suit very well, and it made people notice the ring at a glance.

It's not a wedding ring, it looks like a women's ring.

I don't know much about it, but it's like a red flower among green leaves, and it's not hard to notice that it's special.

The man also wore gold-rimmed eyes, a very typical image of rich intellectuals in the old days.

There was also a gold chain hanging from the clothes bag on his chest, which seemed to be a pocket watch.

Both Meng Hua and I were a little shocked by this ghost, unable to react.

"Hello, Mr. Meng, isn't it?" This man is very polite, and he speaks with a Huixiang accent, but it won't make it difficult for outsiders to understand.His eyes swept across the wreath, and he seemed to have learned Meng Hua's name from the elegiac couplet on it.

"Who are you?" Meng Hua suddenly became vigilant and stood in front of Granny Li and the child.

The man smiled, "Don't be nervous, I'm just a guide. I will visit all the new ghosts in Hui Township, and I will also inform the newcomers of Hui Township's rules."

My mood went up and down like I was on a roller coaster.

Guide...inform...the rules?

Are you kidding me?

The identity and purpose of this ghost was beyond my expectation.

I thought that the ghosts in Huixiang and the rules of killing animals without killing familiar ones were born because of the thoughts of Huixiang people, or because of their deep-rooted obsessions.

Why is there still a guide here?Will there still be a clear rule?

Aren't these born naturally, aren't the ghosts here directly influenced by Huixiang people?

Things are unbelievable.

Meng Hua and I had the same idea: Liar!

There is no way to verify what the strange ghost in front of me said.

It is not impossible for a ghost who died decades earlier than Meng Hua to discover Meng Hua's existence and come over to pretend to be a boss.

Ghosts should act according to their pre-life obsessions, but I've met too many "unique" ghosts, and I wouldn't be too surprised if I encounter another one.

But soon, I thought of the same Yin Qi.

This turbid feeling can't be some kind of coincidence, right?

I am hesitant.

Meng Hua firmly believed that the ghost in front of him was some kind of liar.

"I've never heard of a guide. I was born and raised here, and I've heard a lot of ghost stories. No stories about you."

Meng Hua was very sure when he said this.

This firm self-confidence comes from the common thinking of Huixiang people.

The ghost smiled calmly, "I'm just a guide to inform Mr. Meng of some things. What Mr. Meng will do in the future is up to you."

As soon as the words fell, I felt that turbid Yin Qi filled the room.

Both Granny Li and the child were a bit slow in their reactions, they just looked around blankly.

The child shivered, but didn't know what happened.

Meng Hua's face changed. When he wanted to do something, he suddenly felt it was difficult to breathe. He clutched his chest and fell to his knees.