lf about Mu Wanchen's master, wasn't the Emperor just the respected god of the underworldLook at the usual paintings, murals, and statues. They all imagine the underworld deities as being shaped like...Watching the man fall from the second floor, people around gasped in surprise, but they weren't too worried—it was only the second floor, he probably wouldn't die from a fall.

The foreman ran and cursed, “Damn your mother, you useless jerk! Do you think we have too much to do on this construction site! Go jump in the room if you want to commune with spirits!”

His voice suddenly cut off, and everyone around him rushed over. My brother, Jiang Qiyun, and I stood there, motionless.

We all saw the bloody hand, shaped like an arm, reaching out of thin air and grabbing the man's scalp, lifting him up. Then it let go and he fell.

Although he's only on the second floor, this man is estimated to be dead.

Jiang Qiyun coldly scanned the surroundings. The vast construction site was eerily desolate under the night sky. He suddenly smirked: “Looks like someone knows we're coming. This is a warning shot.”

"I can't believe it... It's normal that you don't look down on me and Qiao, but even you don't care... Is this a provocation or are you courting death" My brother scoffed.

The Evil-Seal Formation had only just passed a dangerous period a few days ago. The space was distorted, and many things escaped. Although it was sealed in the end, “I estimate that someone waiting for an opportunity took advantage of it,” he frowned. “The Blood-Faced Ghost King and the Holy Maiden of the Cult’s soul refining are still unknown. Mu Yunliang was skinned... Hmph, this is a provocation. The other party wants to test how many good players there are in this circle.”

I'm a little nervous. Hearing Jiang Qiyun say this, it seems like there's an invisible opponent secretly planning all of this.

A commotion arose among the crowd in the distance. The man who jumped down hit his head hard on a brick when he landed, his eyes bulging and he died instantly.

Mr. Zhong was on the verge of a breakdown, he hurried to our side and said, “Miss Qiao, can you really solve this What on earth is going on… I’ve staked everything on this project, if something happens again, I’m finished! Please, I beg you, help me out! When it’s done, I’ll give you half… no, no, more than half my entire fortune!”

I shook my head and wryly smiled, "Mr. Zhong, Uncle Zhong, I can only do my best, and I hope you'll cooperate..."

"Cooperate! I'll cooperate! Whatever you say, I'll cooperate!" Boss Zhong's large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Looking at his anxious appearance, I looked at my brother speechlessly.

"If you cooperate, first of all, calm down and think about who you might have offended and what deities you might have desecrated Carefully recall your past actions. We need to find the root cause, and we'll keep it confidential. Think it over." My brother honestly told him how to cooperate.

Boss Zhong was stunned for a moment, his face turning dark and uncertain. His business had grown so large, he must have some skeletons in the closet. When my brother said that, he seemed hesitant.

"It's okay, take your time. We'll go back tonight and come back during the day to have a better look."

On the way back, my brother sighed while driving, “Brother-in-law, I feel like we’re getting deeper and deeper into this. What kind of people are crazy enough to want to overturn the existing order”

"It should be the culprit that turned Huang Dao Cun into a chaotic land of yin and yang. The sealing demonic formation is about to collapse, he needs to figure out how many capable people in this circle could be his rivals." Jiang Qiyun rested one hand on his chin, watching the streetlights flashing by outside the window.

"Why choose Zhong Boss's turf"

Jiang Qiyun let out a light chuckle and said in a soft voice, "Green hills cover white bones, yellow sand covers green water. Nowadays, who knows what happened hundreds or thousands of years ago beneath their feet This land's feng shui is completely ruined. Underneath several layers of yellow soil, there are countless skeletons."

I instinctively shrank back my neck. The last time Hou Shaowen's land was excavated, it was like this too - a black coffin unearthed from the ground and an ancient execution chamber. Before, when building houses, they wouldn't dig so deep. Now, with skyscrapers needing very deep foundations and multi-level underground parking lots, digging too deep naturally disturbs some things buried deep beneath the surface.

Jiang Qiyun saw me shrink back, and quickly reached out to hold my hand. It was still the same, fingers intertwined. I had no choice but to lower my head to hide my blushing face.

My brother glanced at us from the rearview mirror and let out a soft hum: "You're learning fast..."

Because I was frequently holding hands today, it gave me a false sense of fulfillment, so this time I didn't refuse—I've never refused success before.

When he wants something, refusal only makes him more forceful, and the result is always the same.

He was domineering and looked down on me for not being able to wait on him. All these pitiful experiences of mine came from him, and at the beginning, it wasn't harmonious at all. He kissed me so intensely that I almost suffocated before he finally loosened up and let me breathe.

"He looked somewhat cold, clearly displeased.

Perhaps in his eyes, he has already shown great condescension and pity towards me, yet I am ungrateful and fail to cooperate.

“...." I'm sorry, I...I don't know how to." I was afraid he might suddenly become violent. He never cared about me before anyway; it wouldn't hurt him.

“Jiang… rising clouds…” I stammered.

"...If you call it wrong again, we'll do it again." His gaze was still so piercing, as if the confusion and infatuation just now were only my illusion.

I wryly smiled, “……Honey, can you please not always go to such extremes”

"No." He pulled me closer, chuckling softly. "That's the fun of it."

》》》

Because of the fun I had, when I got off the bus the next day my legs felt wobbly and I was even worried the compass wouldn't stay steady.

It took about ten minutes to walk from the construction site to where the formation was found. Some small hills hadn't been leveled yet, only half dug up, making it look very desolate.

Yin Cha Da Bao and Chen Lao Tou were sent by us to dig construction waste. My brother stuck three red incense sticks of Mu Family's ghost-hunting tools on the hillside, and the three wisps of green smoke drifted straight towards Zhong Boss—nd also to see if there were any traces of the Dragon King within the Dharma Gate.The results were not found at all.The clouds churned and thunder roared, rain poured everywhere, but there was no trac...