Su Bai turned his hand and held the oil paper umbrella and gently twisted it away.

"brush!"

The light around him seemed to have twisted for a moment, and it became much dimmed inexplicably. On the contrary, there were faint wisps of mysterious mist surrounding him, slowly rotating with him as the center.

At the same time, a trace of relevant information flowed into his mind.

"It can allow ghosts to move freely in the sun without fear of the threat of yang energy..."

But when he looked up at the oil-paper umbrella, he was shocked to see that there were many dense yellow-brown talisman papers under the umbrella, barely maintaining the cracks that were about to collapse!

Some are painted with sloppy spells with red cinnabar on it, while others are vivid images of ghosts, dancing and appearing vividly.

Some were damaged and some were intact, densely covered with layers after layers, which was dazzling.

Some even some filthy insults and mockery, as if they were engraved on the talisman paper with huge and indescribable resentment and hatred!

And as expected, the text above is familiar Chinese from previous lives rather than from current alliance languages.

"What happened to the world a thousand years ago..."

Su Bai frowned, and even thought about it carefully.

In the thousands of years of history that have been erased, this mysterious underworld myth and the developed human technology have all been wiped out in an instant...

Shaking his head and shook the vague uneasiness away, he put down his things first, turned around and went to the desk.

At first glance, he saw a few big words written on the cover of the ancient book above.

He was curious and picked it up and turned on the first page, which clearly stated his name.

"Su Bai, the owner of the service house, from Nanjiang City, has a long life and is gentle and kind..."

He was stunned.

All recorded here are records of his life, that is, records of the predecessor of this body.

After traveling through time, he merged with his predecessor, which could indeed be considered as stealing Su Bai's original life trajectory. He was not surprised by this.

Just the following sentence "Inheriting the legacy of three thousand years..." made him feel a sudden jump in his heart.

"This underworld... can you really tell if I traveled through time? Or, what does my travels have to do with this underworld?"

Unfortunately, no one can answer these questions for the time being.

In addition, this also records in detail the small evils and good things that the predecessor may have forgotten, including stealing other people's candy in elementary school, and also getting money and so on...

These small things can also show a person's character.

Any good deeds can be recorded in detail as merit points and can be rewarded with virtue.

Any evil act can be recorded in detail as a penalty point, and any crime must be punished!

The two are not incompatible with each other, and they are arranged in a row. Never think that you can make up for your past sins by doing good deeds in the future.

For ordinary ghosts, this is an important judgment factor whether they can be born in a good fetus in the future.

Su Bai looked at his own value. The current merit point is "258" and the punishment point is "76". It is considered warm and kind to those who have seven emotions and six desires.

However, now that he has become a Yin official, the value of good and evil has also been standardized. The point of punishment for crime must not exceed the point of merit, otherwise it may backfire yourself at any time.

Although Su Bai is not clear about the specific consequences, he doesn't want to try it.

After looking through the next five pages, they were all blank.

After turning back, it was as if it was stuck and could not be turned away.

He understood a little: "That is to say, I am not as the owner of the house, and I can only recruit five ghost messengers at most."

Does that mean that he can recruit subordinates from ghosts to do his own business?

He wanted to give it a try, but he didn't have the right person in hand, so he naturally had to put it aside for the time being.

Put down this book, and the remaining one is entitled "Nanjiang City Directory"

He opened it and looked at it twice. Although he could open it, it was all blank, which made him confused for a moment.

It was not until I looked through the memory that this thing was used on ghosts.

After catching the ghost, you can see the ghost's life experience and cause of death, so as to roughly judge its specific disposal method, which is the lowest version of the life and death book.

Putting down the book, he came to the tablet on the left.

The blank tablets on them are prepared for the ghosts you will catch in the future.

In the current situation where there are no six paths of reincarnation to send them to reincarnation, it is a good choice to place them here.

Finally, the mural was left.

Su Bai walked closer and observed carefully. The color on it was natural and did not look like it was carved on it.

He wanted to go forward and touch it, but before his hand could touch it, he suddenly saw the eyes of the golden god in the mural from the corner of his eye and frightened him.

Then his fingers seemed to be electrocuted, and a stinging pain quickly shrank back. At the same time, a low shout sound echoed in his mind.

The loud noise echoed in his mind, which made him confused for a while, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, but fortunately he also roughly understood the purpose of this mural.

"Please God!"

As long as the merits meet the requirements, you can ask this Golden Light God to help you.

Of course, you can also ask for a ghost.

Su Bai glanced at the whipped evil ghost below.

The Golden Light God above can be used to consume 500 merit points, and the ghost below can be used to increase the penalty point of 250.

There is no doubt that this strength is proportional to the price.

He is not planning to ask them to take action for the time being.

After reading this, he wandered around the room again, trying to find out if he had overlooked anything valuable.

Soon, he found an inconspicuous back door in the corner of the wall.

When I opened the door, I left the service house. The purpose was a dark gray mist, completely covering up the whereabouts of the path, and it was not clear at all.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to take the three pieces of novice equipment he gave and walk carefully towards the depths of the fog.

After walking for a while, the fog was heavy, and it was almost impossible to see what was three meters away in front of me.

He looked back and saw that the hall behind him was always lit with candlelight, as if it was a lighthouse on the sea, and it showed him the way back in the fog, which made him breathe a little relieved.

Holding an iron chain in his left hand, a mask on his face, and an oil-paper umbrella in his right hand, he walked in the fog, searching for possible clues.

But the deeper you walk, the more you feel the danger in your heart becomes stronger.

The gravel under the feet became rough and dry at some point, "cracking", as if it was stepping on the broken bones, making fragile groans of pain.

A stream of bloody smell and rotten smell that seemed to be present and spread in the air. Even if there was a mask, he could vaguely smell it. This was still the case with a breath. It was hard to doubt whether he would take off his mask and vomit instantly.

Suddenly, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and his pupils shrank slightly.

Not far ahead, the kind of plants used to block ghosts on the roadside actually withered and died, and some of them seemed to have been eaten, leaving many holes out!

His heart beating suddenly stopped for a moment, and then it beated violently at an astonishing speed, and the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger!

"Pu"

"Pu"
Chapter completed!