inger against my lips.Warm fingertips, a gentle touch.He has a way of making me lose my composure.I should clarify.But such a small gesture from him made me self-deceive and give up questioning.Anyway...Be careful... chopping wood

I didn't understand, so the Earth God transformed into a gust of yin wind and, with his underlings, Yin soldiers, searched the mountains.

It is said that there are 55,000 minor spirits in the underworld, each with their own duties. However, this number is far from enough considering the current land area and population size.

Think about how many civil servants we have at the grassroots level. And since most of them are overworked, you can get a rough idea of how vast the area these "ghost soldiers" need to patrol is.

Jiang Qiyun propped one hand on the armrest and said faintly, "You've always been looking for that funeral home, haven't you This place is filled with Yin Qi. You probably stumbled upon the right path by chance, and this Yin Qi attracted you."

"Here, the mountains rise sharply and people are scarce, yet there are dilapidated villages, making it a good hiding place." Jiang Qiyun said slowly.

Did I take a Buddhist vow

The Mu family's ancestral home is right here in this province, while my brother, father and I live in that small apartment in the provincial capital. Our relative Aqi also operates a one-stop funeral business in the same city. Since Yin Su Bai managed to bring Aqi and Expert Zheng to that mysterious morgue that's vanished without a trace, it's likely not too far away.

According to Jiang Qiyun, Yin Sukbai came to the mortal world and restrained his magical power to the lowest level, just like Jiang Qiyun. In the mundane world, his magic was less than one-tenth of its full strength.

We are now very curious, Yin Su Bai has been making such a fuss for so long, and it seems to have been planned for a long time. What kind of person is that corpse, and what use does it have Could it be something that would make him go to such lengths

Although Jiang Qiyun didn't say it out loud, I know he wants to get to the bottom of this more than anything.

“The gods and demons have always coexisted peacefully between the two realms, yin and yang are also in relative balance, and the upper realm is also watching his movements in the mortal world…” Jiang Qiyun said, a faint smirk playing on the corner of his mouth.

"Well, shall we go look for it" I suggested.

Jiang Qiyun nodded, and I gathered my small handbag and got out of the car.

The old man in the distance glared at me angrily, seeming very displeased with my disobedience. He turned and muttered angrily as he walked away.

"The Land God told me to be careful when chopping wood, what does that mean" I asked Jiang Qiyun in confusion.

Jiang Qiyun hung in the air by the roadside ditch, he reached out to me and said lightly: "I don't know these worldly slang... Shouldn't the key point be caution"

Okay, as long as I'm with Jiang Qiyun, I don't have to be afraid of anything.

"Go this way," Jiang Qiyun said faintly, pointing to the cleft between the two mountains. "There's a presence of life here."

Jiang Qiyun tugged at my hand, his silken sleeves cascading down, covering both my and his hands. A night breeze blew, lifting the hems of his robes, swirling them over the withered grass on the ground.

I secretly glanced at Jiang Qiyun. Although this place was deep in the mountains, sparsely populated, with a bleak autumn wind and heavy gloom.

But where he walked, it seemed like emerald lawns, with orioles singing and willows verdant, the ominous air carrying a hint of auspiciousness.

solemn and majestic, like a blooming dark cloud, with an aura of stillness and a deadly allure.

His aura seemed to blend with the darkness, yet it also pushed back against the oppressive atmosphere that threatened to engulf him.

This place was originally gloomy and desolate, with an unknown black mist that made my skin crawl. My brother went to grab Zheng the expert again, leaving me feeling helpless and unsure whether I should wait in the car or head into the mountains.

But Jiang Qiyun's simple outstretched hand instantly reassured me.

With his lead, even walking the dark path to the underworld feels fearless.

This is probably the difference between deities and demons, the former inspires awe, the latter fear.

Reverence guides the courage of body and mind. Facing the unknown black mist, I followed Jiang Qiyun step by step into the mountain crevice where the mist grew denser...

》》》

The gloomy atmosphere was like a shroud, obscuring the stars and moon.

I walked with a pounding heart, but Jiang Qiyun's lips curled into a knowing smile.

Texts from this world about the nine heavens are already vague and illusory. Even less so is there any mention of the realm of demons and monsters.

It seems that part of the world's understanding of Hei Di, the Great Demon Lord from the north of the demon realm, overlaps with Jiang Qiyun's divine position.

Some descriptions of certain sects portray the Northern Black Emperor Demon Lord as a "Demonic Emperor" who specifically "tempts" cultivators. Other accounts claim he is known as the Northern Black Emperor in the Demon Realm and the Northern Tai Di Jun in the Netherworld. This understanding, often found in speculative theories, attempts to reconcile various narratives, appearing plausible yet riddled with contradictions.

Commoners usually regard the line between life and death as the most difficult way to temper and overcome tribulation, after all, for an ordinary person, life and death are the biggest matters.

To undergo tribulation is nothing more than experiencing rebirth after hardship, shedding one's old self and becoming anew. Since the Northern Emperor governs reincarnation, many believe him to be the ultimate "trial" for cultivators, the biggest boss they must face.

But now it seems, the scope they govern is not the same. In the Divine Demon Realm, these two deities have nothing in common.

When it comes to interactions, it's roughly about the Underworld and Demon Realm spaces occasionally appearing with rifts, resulting in skirmishes between them.

Therefore, mortals' fantasies about immortals and demons are often filled with speculation.

Nine Heavens, Underworld, Immortal Palaces, Demon Realms - only a handful of mortals are fortunate enough to personally experience these extraordinary places.

And I, was fortunate enough to gaze upon the side profile of this Lord of the Underworld.

"What Are you afraid" Jiang Qiyun tilted his head slightly, looking down at me.

"No... I'm just thinking why is the atmosphere here so chaotic, it's got yin energy, death energy, and aggression..."

He curled his lips slightly and smiled, "Indeed, although I often chide you for your slow progress in cultivation, your foundation has improved significantly. Even in this chaotic aura, you can still sense different energies."

Huh He actually praised me

Just as I was about to speak, a gust of cold wind swept up the withered grass. Two shadowy soldiers marched forward and bowed: "Your Majesty, Your Highness... We have found your brother in the tremor position, along with another man who has fallen into the ditch—"

No sooner had the Yin soldier's voice fallen than a cold smoke bomb whooshed through the night sky.

That was my brother's signal. In this deep mountain darkness, the atmosphere suddenly became chaotic. My phone had no signal long ago. He lit a homemade cold smoke fire from the Mu family's traditional method to remind me of his location.

With Jiang Qiyun by my side, he wouldn't worry about me venturing into the mountains alone.

"My brother's over there!" I ran toward that direction immediately.

The mountain path was treacherous, and I worried my brother might be in danger. I disregarded the withered branches and decaying trees around me and chased after him.

Although it was a long way, I chased after it past the mountain pass and around the bend. Then I saw it! The distance didn't seem right at all — I looked back at Jiang Qiyun, who was walking leisurely behind me, several steps away.

Two Yin soldiers thought I had hit a tree and rushed over, asking, “Lady, are you hurt!”

I shook my head hurriedly. "No... it's just this road... how is it so short"

Two Yin soldiers glanced at each other, a sinister smile appearing on their blue-black faces: "Cough... Where would the Emperor allow you to travel mountain paths The shrinking technique is just a matter of moving your fingers. Your cultivation level can definitely handle it."

"Instead of being surprised, it's better to hurry and find Mu Yunfan," Jiang Qiyun said.

“Good! Big brother, are you there” I whispered into the darkness.

"I'm in the ditch! Xiao Qiao!" my brother shouted. "This old man is so familiar with this place! He knows these mountain roads like the back of his hand! There's definitely something he's hiding from us!"

I lay on the edge of the ditch and looked down. My brother pinned Zheng Zhexue to the bottom of the ditch with his backhand. Zheng Zhexue's face was buried in the dry leaves, struggling and whimpering.

“ I don’t want to be involved in this! That, that old man in the yard, I’ve seen him! He, he’s the mortician at the funeral home!!” Zheng Zhexia hissed in a low voice.

We were stunned. My brother turned his head and looked at me in surprise. Before I could react, Zheng expert broke free from my brother's grip and grabbed something from the dead branches and leaves, hurling it towards us!

"Damn, what the heck is this!" My brother was hit and jumped back alertly.

The Zheng expert took the opportunity to crawl and roll away to the other side of the ditch.

"Don't chase him anymore, there are Yin soldiers around and they'll find him!" I hurriedly grabbed my brother's collar and anxiously asked, "Are you hurt"

My brother blinked, dust and dirt falling into his eyes. He closed his eyes and touched the ground beside him, grumbling, "What the heck hit me... Huh This is..."

"What is it" I asked hurriedly.is male ghost is too ferocious, I've been blocked in this tiny pit again. I wanted to silently recite the imperial decree to seek help, but just as I started, a sudden ray of silver light like a blade...