Chapter 236
Chapter 236
Seeing Chen Daji and Eighth Master Chang stare at him with ill intent, Night-Wandering God Qiao Kun prepared to bid them farewell.
“Beyond the Naihe Bridge lies a region where kings of wild ghosts dwell alongside fierce and vicious souls.
“Young General, you and your companions must be extremely careful!”
“Wait, Brother Little Face. I have another question.”
Chen Daji grabbed Qiao Kun.
“Before we came down here, I heard the Yin-Yang Realm has been a mess these past few days. Everyone’s running around trying to catch my godmother.
“What happened? What kind of terrible trouble did she cause?”
“Your godmother, Young General?” Night-Wandering God Qiao Kun asked in confusion.
Only after Chen Daji explained did he realize that the boy meant the soul Snow Corpse had carried away-in other words, Hua Jiunan’s mother.
“You misunderstand, Young General.
“The Underworld Court’s reaction this time has nothing to do with your godmother… with your honored mother.”
At that, Night-Wandering God Qiao Kun hesitated. Many matters involved secrets of the Underworld Court and could not be discussed carelessly.
Only after a moment did he make up his mind and continue.
“Some time ago, the Ghost Mother Evil Goddess, who was imprisoned in the Great Wailing Hell, suddenly went mad.
“She erupted in violence despite knowing it would destroy her body and cultivation. After injuring the jailers, she released many thousand-year evil ghosts and ten-thousand-year evil gods.
“That was why the Five Directional Ghost Emperors jointly ordered those beasts hunted down.
“They must be prevented from entering the mortal realm and bringing disaster to any region.
“If not for this, I would not have remained stationed at the Naihe Bridge for so long.”
Hua Jiunan let out a long breath of relief.
*As long as this has nothing to do with Mother…*
Then another thought made him wary.
The Great Wailing Hell?
The Ghost Mother Evil Goddess?
Wasn’t that the same being whose avatar Wuxin had devoured alive not long ago?
Could some unknown conspiracy lie behind all this?!
One pen cannot tell two stories at once.
While Hua Jiunan pondered the matter, Li Yun, for whom Chen Daji longed day and night, had already fallen into danger.
In rural villages in the late 1990s, power outages remained common, especially on nights of wind and snow.
Whenever that happened, every household shut its doors and went to sleep early.
Li Yun was not yet asleep. By candlelight, she frowned at a love letter.
A love letter someone had forced upon her.
Although its contents remained unbearably awful, Chen Daji had truly paid “in blood.”
This author is not exaggerating. It was literally written in blood.
To demonstrate his determination in pursuing her, Chen Daji had dipped his finger in a nosebleed and written…
Dear Yun, colon:
I like you something fierce!
I hope you’ll give me a chance and date me.
I’ll earn the money and support the family. You work hard at having babies.
Our family is rich. We’re not afraid of fines!
Ran out of blood here…
Loving you… In place of a signature, there was a drawing of a crooked little chick.
Li Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry. Picking up her pen, she wrote a comment.
Reviewed: Well written this time. No spelling errors, and punctuation used correctly.
She was about to put down the letter when she suddenly heard someone outside calling her name.
She rose and opened the door, only to find a long trail of footprints in the snow and no one in sight.
After what happened to Xu Fangcao, Li Yun already knew that supernatural beings existed in the world.
She immediately closed the door again and quickly returned inside.
The instant Li Yun turned around, a Red-Dressed Female Ghost appeared behind her.
Its head hung low, its entire face concealed behind long hair.
Two deathly pale arms stretched forward and slowly wrapped around Li Yun’s waist.
Bent over in this fashion, the ghost entered the room with her.
The candle abruptly went out, and the temperature plunged.
Li Yun shuddered and looked around in terror.
At that moment, Chen Daji’s smug face suddenly appeared in her mind.
*Perhaps… perhaps I wouldn’t be so frightened if he were here…*
Two little rats in the corner witnessed everything.
Chen Daji had hired them as “long-term workers” to secretly protect his “wife,” paying them an “annual salary” of two cases of spicy strips.
The facts proved that his “money” had not gone to waste.
The professional integrity of the two little rats stood up to the test!
With their grunting battle cry, the little fellows leaped up and threw themselves fearlessly at the Red-Dressed Female Ghost.