Chapter 5 That guy is so handsome

This is a world that is never pure. In the world of the living, there are people who wander between law and crime, and in the land of the dead, there is also a place that wanders in the gray area between yin and yang.

This kind of place is the Yinren Inn, and the owner of the inn is called the Ferryman.

When the dead enter the Yin Man Inn, they may have lingering obsessions and don't want to go down there, so they stay here to avoid the Yin troubles.

Living people who enter the Yinren Inn all have ulterior motives, whether for wealth or longevity.

But this is not a good place, it is a contract with the devil. Everything has a price. If you want to get it, you must pay. What you pay depends on the mood of the ferryman.

This is just a legend. I once saw it in the handwriting of an ancestor. It was mentioned briefly without going into details. Especially about the ferryman, it was even more secretive. Only two words were used to describe it in the whole article - ruthless person.

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I am very sure that I have definitely encountered such a legendary place.

There is a five-ghost tree in front of the door, and the eaves are upturned. It does not catch rainwater and catches evil spirits. If I guessed correctly, there should be 108 money swords stuck upside down in the ground, dotted around. This is a typical Nine Yin underground palace game, not a yin one.

Who dares to set up a trap like this in a human inn to attract dead people? I had an inexplicable impulse before I came here, and I must have been attracted by this place!

After thinking about this, I felt very sad.

"Then boy, why don't you go in and wait to die?"

The old man's lazy voice came. He turned his back to me and never looked back. He said to himself: "Yin Cha will be here soon. Do you want to stay here and let me tell Yin Cha that I didn't see you?"

?It’s okay if you want to do this. At worst, you’ll have to fight with Yin Chai, but if you charge extra, I’m afraid your elders will be pissed to death.”

I was heartbroken, turned around and fled into the old building. I made up my mind to ask the old man to contact my dad at dawn. The ferryman never mentions the requirements that the guests can't meet. Once he opens his mouth, it means that there must be some, so let's treat it as a harm to both parties.

Whichever is easier, it's better than the old Wei family.

The corridor was very dark, there were no lights, there were only oil lamps from the old society, and no one knew what kind of oil was added to them. The flames were a pale green, with black smoke curling up from them, and the walls were covered with black ash.

I knew this was not a good place, so I didn't dare to stay. I hurriedly climbed upstairs in the dark through the moss-covered stairs, and soon found the room the old man mentioned.

The door was not locked, so I opened it with a slight push. It was dark inside, and an unspeakable rancid smell came to my face. The smell was like a lot of dead mice rotting together, and it penetrated into my nose.

I got a little bit sick at the end. Even though I had turned into a paper man, I couldn't bear it. My legs were shaking from the smoke.

Squeak!

Suddenly, a door opened not far away.

A dark object poked out from the crack in the door. Under the pale green light emitted by the oil lamp, I vaguely saw that it seemed to be a head. It was very small, like a dried orange, with its face facing directly.

Looking at me, the facial features were almost squeezed together. It seemed to be smiling. With this smile, the facial features finally separated a little. It was a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his face was covered with green hair...

I was so excited that I didn't dare to look at this master. I didn't care about the smell in the room, so I immediately got into the room and closed the door with a bang.

The room was very dark, and it took me a long time with my back against the door to finally calm down, and I walked in, trembling as I touched the damp wall.

The layout here is really similar to that of a hotel, but more simple. In the darkness, I could vaguely see a bed with a mess of bedding and an oil lamp beside the bed. However, I searched for a long time and couldn't find anything like matches.

, I simply gave up and sat down on the bed. I suddenly felt like I was sitting on something, and there was a strange "pop" sound under my butt, which startled me and I jumped up immediately.

Tsk!

The oil lamp beside the bed suddenly lit up, and the pale green flames danced, illuminating the whole room.

After I saw the situation on the bed clearly, my head buzzed and I was completely confused.

I don't know when there was an extra person on the bed.

To be precise, there is an extra ghost, huddled in the bed, with only one head exposed, with long and scary hair spread all over the bed, and my butt... which is so dead, it just happens to be sitting on someone else's bed.

On the head, a head sat directly to pieces...

Although, I don't quite understand how a ghost's head could be broken...

Anyway, it is indeed broken, and there is a big pool of colorful flowers. An eyeball scattered next to it is still spinning, seeming to be looking at me...

The quilt was squirming, and a pale hand slowly came out. The arm was twisted at an angle that was unimaginable to a living person, and the pulpy head was gathered together little by little...

"ah!!!"

My whole body was stiff, and an old man let out a shrill scream under extreme fear. He turned around and ran for his life without even thinking about it. However, the door seemed to be locked from the outside and could not be pushed open.

"Good brother, why are you running away?"

A charming female voice suddenly came from behind me.

It’s over…

I turned around little by little with my stiff body.

A female ghost in white has suddenly blocked behind me. Her long hair hangs down to her heels. Her face looks like porcelain made of broken pieces glued together. Cracks are everywhere like spider webs. There are signs of decay in some places. What do you think?

How ferocious.

"Sister, I don't blame you, your head does break easily..."

The female ghost in white held her throat and tried her best to talk to me in a charming tone. She also moved her hair "coquettishly" and did not forget to give me a wink at the end. Unfortunately, she rolled her eyes and "

"Gulu" fell out, she caught it in a hurry, and pressed it back...

I really don't dare to accept this look!

Driven by a strong desire to survive, I bit the bullet and said with a smile: "Well...sister, the shop owner said that no one lives in this house so I came here. I didn't mean to offend..."

"oh oh……"

The female ghost in white responded vaguely, but stared at me with a pair of eyes, and said casually: "I went out to do some errands, and I didn't say hello when I came back. You don't need to explain. Sister understands. It's my fault."

The old thing is too greedy."

I stammered and said: "If nothing happens, I'll leave now and won't disturb you anymore..."

Hooray!

The dark wind surged, and the female ghost in white floated in front of me in an instant, stretched out her pale and bloodless fingers and gently lifted my chin, and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, the young man is so handsome. Since you are here, why are you leaving in a hurry? Why don't you stay?

Will you accompany your sister?"

I seem to understand a little bit...

I am a paper person now!!

Paper figures are a hot commodity down there, and they are very pretty in the eyes of the dead. They are probably the best playthings. Burning a paper figure is much more reliable than burning paper money. This is the real soul mate.

Looking at the "everyone knows" look in the white-clothed female ghost's eyes, I felt chills from head to toe. This female ghost was not a good person in any way. Her head was shattered. That was the look of death. She was definitely a ferocious ghost. I was slapped in the face.

Sitting someone's head to pieces but not killing me is clearly just greed for "beauty"!

Probably due to my delay in responding, the face of the female ghost in white became gloomier a little bit, black energy came out of her body, and her face became more and more ferocious. Just when I was worried, she suddenly turned her head and looked at

Behind him, he said coldly: "Get out, I don't care who you are. Don't sell your humble skills here. I've noticed you since you followed this little guy through the door. If you don't want to die, get away."

Far away, this little brother belongs to me!"

Hooray!

A gust of wind passed by my ears.

I was already stunned. From what this female ghost said, I roughly understood that there seemed to be... something following me!

I thought of the thing I saw when I was half asleep, and nine times out of ten, it was it!

When I was in a daze, the female ghost in white had already dragged me into the room. She just held my wrist, but the strength was so great that no matter how hard I struggled and screamed, it was useless. It was just like holding a chicken.

, and finally dumped me on the bed.

"Brother, what are you afraid of such a happy thing?"

The female ghost stood in front of the bed and chuckled, slowly approaching me.

Boom, boom, boom!

At this time, a knock on the door suddenly came.

"What's the fuss about?"

An old voice came from outside the door, and it was an old man: "It's so late at night, if you don't sleep, why are others sleeping? Everyone goes back to their homes, and they all calm down."

The female ghost finally stopped. She was very angry, and her whole body was filled with black energy. She turned her head and shouted at the door: "Old man, I have been alone for so many years, and I can't find a companion? Get out of here!"

My eyes were opened. Who is this master? He lives in the Yinren Inn and dares to challenge the ferryman?

Squeak!

The door opened.

Under the pale green firelight, the old man walked into the room tremblingly, and said with a smile: "It is true that you are looking for a companion, but I am afraid you are not just looking for a companion, right?"

The female ghost swooped in front of the old man, almost face to face with him, and said word by word: "What do you mean?"

"Let's go, you can't make up your mind about what this kid has, and neither can I. Whoever touches him will die. Don't even think about causing big trouble for me. I still want to hang out."

The old man said expressionlessly: "I am old and too lazy to practice with you. I just want to tell you that there are still people alive and not all dead!"

Hooray!

The female ghost rushed out without looking back, and never said a word from the beginning to the end.
To be continued...