Yi Xinxing was annoyed by me and struggled to sit up, muttering to himself. After all, being woken up from a good sleep is annoying for anyone, but seeing me say something so mysterious also piqued his curiosity.

  His gentle nature was thus comforted by me, and after I helped him put on his slippers, since one of his feet dared not touch the ground, I supported him as he hopped to the window.

  It's okay, that Bai Wuchang hasn't gone far yet. I pointed downstairs and whispered to Yi Xinxing: "Old Yi, look quickly, how cool."

  Yi Xinxing rubbed her eyes and looked in the direction of my finger, after more than ten seconds, she said to me with a bad tone: "There's nothing at all, what do you want me to see?"

  Huh? That's not right, isn't the 'Dark City Travel Group' led by a vengeful spirit clearly visible downstairs? Why can't he see it? He could clearly see the Night Fox last night, is it that he still hasn't opened his spiritual path?

  So I asked him: "Haven't you opened your eyes yet?"

  Yi Xinxing suddenly realized after hearing what I said: "Right, I forgot about that. What's up, Xiao Fei? Can you help me get the small blue lamp from under my bed?"

  As expected, this natural fool didn't wake up. I looked down on him in my heart and came to his bedside, squatting down to feel around, and sure enough, I felt the small blue lamp he used last night.

  But I didn't know that this small blue lamp also had a story to tell, it's an important tool in the Qimen Dunjia, called 'Twenty-Four Weeks Through Bright Lamp'. Folk also call it 'Guide Road Lamp'. Inside the lamp are carved Yi, Bing, Ding three Qi, and Xi, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Si, Jing eight door positions hidden within. There is a poem that says: "Don't be afraid of the ten Yin and Yang ridges, the Taoist alone lights up the bright lamp. Once you go, your head will be struck again, at the third watch Yan Wang will definitely let you pass."

  This was originally a long-lost magical tool of Mr. Yin Yang, but unexpectedly it was discovered by Yi Xinxing in the "Sanqing Qimen" chapter on creation, and he successfully made one. This small lamp has many uses, one of which is to help the holder reduce their inner fire and open up the underworld, simply put, whoever holds it will see ghosts.

  I took the small lamp to the window and handed it over to Yixinxing. He borrowed a lighter from me, lit the wick, and instantly a faint blue light illuminated the hospital room.

  He only saw him holding the guiding lamp to his forehead, muttering something in his mouth. I thought this was probably the incantation of the Qimen guiding lamp, so I didn't bother him anymore and looked down at the building again.

  At this time, several ghosts in white clothes floated from all directions towards the direction of the White Bone Demon. The White Bone Demon took out a staff that looked like it was covered with strips of white cloth and chased those ghosts into a queue, binding them with ropes one by one, as if counting them.

  This might be the thrilling part of checking the ghost count, I was so engrossed in watching when suddenly Yi Xingxing let out a cry of surprise: "What the heck is this?"

  I thought he seemed to have opened his eyes, so I quickly turned around and covered his mouth, saying: "Shh, be quiet, if I'm not mistaken, this is the yin soldier stepping into the territory. He's summoning souls, how about it? First time seeing it, right?"

  Yi Xinxing stared at the floor below, his mouth agape. He swallowed hard and said to me, "This is too stimulating. Although we're both in this line of work, seeing ghosts that only appear on TV before, it's really a weird feeling."

  It seems that his idea is the same as mine, although we are orthodox white faction successors, but after all, we are also a generation steeped in science. A generation of light bulbs grown from reading Edison since childhood.

  Although we have encountered some supernatural things, such as night foxes, the feeling they give us is always like that of unknown creatures. What's the shock of seeing a real yin messenger coming now?

  Actually, the predecessors of Yin and Yang masters in the past had high moral integrity and could 'cross yin', that is, communicate with these ghost messengers. For example, Liu Shuqing, a drunkard, could find ghosts to chat with after getting drunk, and even made friends with these ghost messengers, thus knowing his own lifespan. It's amazing to think about it, when can our generation reach that level?

  That's a real "deceiving gods and ghosts", it's enough for a lifetime.

  Yi Xinxing and I continued to stare at the scene with wide eyes, this was the last journey of life. Those ghosts would soon set off for the Half Step City, after receiving the ghost heart they stepped on the train that went one step less, heading towards another reincarnation.

  Life and death are just that, in the end. Even if one is extremely wealthy and noble before death, they cannot take a single penny with them when they die.

  Yi Xinxing, who was beside me, placed the small lamp on the windowsill and snapped a photo. I whispered softly, "I'm telling you, Xiao Fei, that guy with the tall hat, who looks like Gorky, is Bai Wuchang, right?"

  I softly said to him: "Yeah, it should be about 80-90% right, that's it."

  He stretched his neck to look and said to me, "My god, so that makes him a celebrity, no, a famous ghost? Why don't we go down and ask him for an autograph or something?"

  I gazed at Yi Xin Xing, who seemed to be missing a screw in his head, and said with a wry smile: "Stop it quickly, you still need to sign your name. That's a life-and-death matter, aren't you afraid of putting your own life on the line?"

  Obviously, no one guided Yi Xingxing who became successful through self-study. His knowledge of ghosts and spirits is not as rich as mine when I occasionally chat with my ninth uncle who finds ghosts. He only turned his head to ask me, what's the point of risking your own life? Isn't it a righteous spirit from the underworld? Why would it still harm people?

  So I told him that the ghostly messenger summoning souls is not something to be taken lightly, after all, this is a person's final journey in life. Also known as the yin soldiers treading the border, it is said that humans have human ways and ghosts have ghostly laws, after all, it involves matters of life and death, and is not something that ordinary people can see.

  However, these yin spirits are hooking souls every day in the world. Yin mistakes yang differences, and some people with low luck and weak fire energy can see them. Often, those who see yin spirits hooking souls have no good ending, lightly suffering a major illness, or heavily losing their lives, also having their ghostly spirits hooked away by the yin spirits.

  After all, matters of the underworld cannot be revealed.

  I said to him, "Now you understand, let's just be honest and watch for a while, it's better to broaden our horizons. If you really want to ask him for an autograph, I'm afraid you can only do that on the day you die."

  Yi Xin Xing nodded after I explained the situation to him, and he stopped talking. We continued to sneakily gaze at Wu Chang Ge's enchanting figure.

  Only to see Wu Chang seemingly finished checking the ghost count, confirmed that there was no mistake, a total of nine.

  When he saw the number of people was right, he took out a small package from his white coat. Since I and Yixing were a bit far away, we couldn't see clearly what was in the package, it seemed to be a dozen papers.

  We were very curious, so we stared with wide eyes. It was indeed paper, black as coal. The monk took out a sheet of paper from his bundle, aligned it front and back, folded it several times, and turned the paper into a paper garment.

  This style looks familiar no matter how I look at it.

  As I watched it put the paper clothes on a ghost, I finally understood why all the ghosts I saw in Yīn City when I was in high school were wearing black funeral robes. It turned out that they were put on by Wú Cháng when he lured away their souls.

  The ghost was immediately subdued after being put on a black mourning dress, its head hung low and remained motionless.

  It seems that this black mourning attire must have some kind of magical power, once you put it on, it's likely to make you lose your human nature. No wonder when I was in the underworld market before, those ghosts wouldn't talk to me no matter how hard I tried, turns out it was because the mourning attire made me look like a fool.

  Yi Xinxing exclaimed upon seeing this, "Oh my goodness, I've really opened my eyes today! What kind of trick did Wu Chang use on them? How come as soon as they were caught, they became quiet?"

  I said to him: "Big brother, keep your voice down. We don't know how good this guy's hearing is. If he hears us, we're in trouble."

  Yi Xinxing said to me, "There shouldn't be anything wrong, after all we're so far away, and the two of us are still in the building. If it can still find us, that's really spooky."

  But we two indeed saw a ghost.

  Just as the ghost was about to put a paper garment on the last ghost, it suddenly seemed to have discovered something. It turned its head abruptly and found us two peeking at it from the window of the third floor.

  One outside the building, two inside, and we three stared at each other with wide eyes. We were all stunned.

  Cold sweat suddenly broke out on my back and Yixinxing's back.

  I saw that something was amiss and hastily said to Yi Xingxing, "Old Yi, no matter what happens later, just pretend you didn't see anything, got it? Otherwise, we're both done for!"

  As expected, as soon as I finished speaking, that White Impermanence dropped his paper clothes and floated over to us with a whoosh.

  It's good that Yi Xing has understood my meaning, I'm so frustrated that I want to cry. What kind of thing is this? Yesterday, I was injured all over while exorcising demons, and today I was discovered by Wu Chang again. Are we just destined for bad luck? I couldn't help but sigh: Curiosity really can be a killer.

  Just as I was scolding myself, the ghost had floated to the window and was staring at us with a suspicious look on its face. It wasn't until now that I got a good look at this ghost's appearance.

  All I saw was a horse face, with a yellow complexion and thin skin, as if he hadn't eaten for over ten days. His small eyes were narrowed, his long tongue lolled out of his mouth, and he gazed at us with a forced smile. On his head was a tall hat with the four characters "One glance brings wealth" (annotation 1) written on it in a crooked manner. His very frail body was dressed in a large white robe that fluttered in the wind.

  Yi Xinxing and I were almost scared to pee our pants, but we didn't dare show it. So the two of us remained still, staring outside, afraid to reveal any weakness that would let it know we could see it.

  That unfamiliar thing saw us two still calmly looking outside, it didn't know that we were actually scared to death at this moment, especially Lao Yi, his one foot was on the ground, and that foot was still trembling.

  I stared at the unpredictable guy who looked like a hanged ghost, and my heart was racing. Big brother, we can't see you, hurry up and leave, or else we'll both be in trouble.

  But the tragedy happened again, it saw us so calm, as if still not at ease, and actually floated in from the window. Looking at it floating straight towards us, I swear, I really wanted to shout loudly and run away, but I held back, because could I outrun the ghostly messenger even if I ran faster?

  Feeling the chill that ran through both of our bodies. I and Lao Yi are now dead-hearted, this is too torturous. I glanced at Yi Xin Xing with my peripheral vision, he seemed to be on the verge of tears. But still endured silently without daring to make a sound.

  That white figure floated to the back of us two, stretched its head beside our faces, looking at one and then the other, but not leaving. Feeling the chill emitted from his body so close to me, a layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on my face.

  Damn it, I'm so anxious!

  I thought to myself that I couldn't keep going on like this, or else before it's gone, the two of us would definitely collapse first.

  I decided to say something to make that ghost think we couldn't see him even more.

  So I suppressed my trembling voice and turned to Yixing Xing saying: "Brother Yi, the moonlight is really great tonight."

  Yi Xinxing was already on the verge of collapse, but fortunately he had understood my meaning, so he replied to me: "That's right... tonight's sunset is really round."

  Looking at him talking nonsense I got scared, big brother, can't you pretend more naturally!!!

  So I hastened to say to him: "Who would have thought that Brother Yi is so humorous, and what a beautiful day it is? Why don't we two compose poems together?"

  That ghost saw the two of us chatting so calmly at this moment, as if it had let its guard down and thought we couldn't see it. I was overjoyed in my heart, Big Brother, we really can't see you, hurry up and leave!

  So I decided to further stabilize his vigilance and said to Yi Xin Xing: "Then please ask Brother Yi to recite a poem first."

  No sooner had I finished speaking than Yi Xinxing let out a loud shout:

  "It's gone!!!!!!"

  His grandma's, scared me to death, what's wrong with him? Hearing his shout, the unpredictable horse immediately became alert. I saw that something was amiss and quickly forced myself to speak in a very calm tone to Yi Xingxing: "Brother Yi, is this poem called 'Ran Away'?"

  Yi Xing's face turned pale as he pointed outside the window and shouted: "The ghost is gone!!"

  My god!!! What is this brainless Yi Xin Xing saying? Isn't he asking for death???

  I thought I was done for and would surely be discovered. In a state of shock, I suddenly turned my head around.

  That white impermanence was staring at us with a ferocious expression.

  (I'd like to apologize to everyone first, I made a mistake in the previous chapter. The four characters on Bai Wuchang's hat actually read 'yī jiàn fā cái' (instant wealth), while Hei Wuchang's reads 'tiān xià tài píng' (peace under heaven). I got them mixed up. It has been corrected now, and everyone is welcome to join my QQ group to continue voting for the next chapter. Thank you all for your support.)