we support the War Emperor's woman as the sovereign!""We support Qin Mulan!""We support all of them!"Below, the cries of the people rose again. Although not a unified chorus, each word was spoken by...Chapter 1292: Discovered

Chapter 1292: Discovered

Reincarnation Department!

If there was one way in and out of the Ghost City, it would be the Reincarnation Bureau!

Because only through the reincarnation office, souls from the underworld can be reborn into the mortal world. If this place is closed, there will be no new people appearing in the mortal world, or to say, even if they appear in the mortal world, there will be problems...

Although, in a certain sense, the Reincarnation Bureau represents entering the mortal realm, it is vastly different from leaving the Underworld.

But now there is no other way.

The stall owner was taken aback by the question and snapped, “Are you going to buy or not If you’re not buying, don’t waste my time.”

Ye Fusheng directly said: “I’ll buy this, where is the Reincarnation Office”

He picked up the most expensive object at random.

"Hey..."

The stall owner, seeing this, smiled and gave a thumbs-up. "I knew at first glance that you were a man of the world. You're really something else! I'll wrap it up for you. As for the Reincarnation Bureau, just keep going forward. In ten li, you'll see it. Just outside the city, another li will take you there..."

He bowed his head and began to pack.

Continuing, he said: "Although the lord's appetite there is large, this object you have brought is enough. It will certainly be able to find a wealthy and noble family for it, allowing them to live comfortably without worry in their mundane dreams. In my opinion, looking at you, you are not an ordinary person. After giving this out, you will definitely become even more extraordinary... Here you go..."

He beamed and lifted his head, only to see that the other person was gone. Enraged, he cursed loudly in the street.

……

Ten miles!

If one could travel at full speed, they could arrive in a few breaths. If there were no pursuers, there would be no need to hide, and it wouldn't take more than a quarter of an hour.

... it's necessary to hide here and there.

Ye Fusheng had only walked five miles before evading nearly ten waves of search parties.

Such a thorough investigation certainly requires advance planning.

He started to quicken his pace. When he encountered search personnel, he would either feign crouching down at a street stall buying something, using practiced words, or enter nearby shops.

... emerged safely after traveling four li.

Only one road left!

Compared to before, there are far fewer people here. It should be considered suburban, although there are still shops and small vendors.

Ye Fusheng's gaze went beyond the low city wall, seeing an unassuming mountain peak outside. Like the surrounding environment, the peak was bare and lifeless.

"Just a little bit more."

Yè Fúshēng silently thought to himself.

Just then.

In the distance, more search personnel were walking towards us. They stood out on the street, which wasn't particularly crowded.

Ye Fu Sheng, seeing the situation, quickly turned and entered a roadside shop. The street was deserted, so he crouched down at a small stall to inquire, fearing that he would be easily spotted.

Just walked in.

The shop assistant with a white towel hanging over his shoulder greeted them warmly.

"Sir, are you staying here or just having tea"

City residents have a wide range of time spans and many different titles.

Yè Fú said calmly, "Let's take a look at the surroundings first."

"Alright, this way, up to the second floor..." The shop assistant gestured with his hand.

Ye Fu Sheng walked slowly up to the second floor. The more he got to this time, the more careful he had to be; it wouldn't delay him by a few minutes anyway.

Came to the second floor.

The shop assistant pushed open a door and introduced, “This is our best room in the inn. Take a look, all the amenities are available. There's no better place around than my place.”

The room was very ordinary, about thirty square meters. There was an eight-immortal table in front of it, and a bed to the west. It was much like what you'd see in old costume dramas on TV, even more dilapidated.

"Okay."

Ye Fu Sheng nodded slightly, walked in slowly, and inadvertently walked to the window, looking at the street.

Just so.

I saw three search personnel enter the store.

Then a voice came from the first floor: "Have you seen this person"

"This..." The voice of the shop clerk from the other side came.

The search party member added, “Think carefully, this man is the thief specifically named by the emperor to be captured! If you’ve seen him and don’t tell us, beware of being sent to the eighteenth level of hell!”

Ye Fusheng felt a sense of foreboding upon hearing this.

As expected.

Just then, the shop assistant said: "A customer just went upstairs. He looks a bit like you, but… he only looks a bit like you, not very similar."

It seems like the drawing isn't very good.

"What Take us there quickly..."

Then came the sound of footsteps ascending the stairs.

Ye Fusheng's first reaction was to jump out the window, but he quickly held back. If he ran, it would confirm his location. Once it got out, I'm afraid all the search personnel in the city, even Yama and the Ghost Emperor, would come personally.

Can't run……

"Sir, if you've finished looking, we can settle the bill downstairs" the shop assistant behind him asked.

"No, I won't stay." Ye Fusheng replied bitterly, hiding all the way, only to be found here.

However, there are also environmental reasons why the population in the suburbs is truly too low.

"Don't you live here"

The shop assistant's face immediately darkened upon hearing this, a stark contrast to his previous respectful demeanor. He sneered and said, "Guest, to be frank with you, our shop has been open for many years, and we have never had a customer who came to look but didn't stay. You are the first."

"You can stay, but you've trampled the floor. Pay one hundred taels of silver for cleaning fees, or else you won't be leaving this inn!"

Ye Fusheng's attention was all on the door.

Hearing this, he was still forcibly pulled back to his thoughts.

"What did you say"

The shopkeeper, with a sneer, tilted his head and said, “Didn’t expect you to be deaf! Let me make it clear, if you don’t stay at the inn, you have to pay one hundred taels of silver as cleaning fees. Otherwise, you won’t leave this inn. Got it now”

"A black shop" Ye Fusheng asked again.

The shopkeeper raised his neck and said, “How dare you speak to me like that You soiled the floor, I cleaned it, the payment is fair and just. I advise you not to resist, our shop owner was a butcher back in the mortal realm and killed over thirty people...”

It's important to note that killing increases murderous intent, which is brought to the underworld. The souls of those who have killed are indeed stronger than ordinary ones.

As soon as the words left his mouth.

A voice came from outside the door: “Who killed dozens of people in the mortal world”

It wasn't someone else, but a search and rescue personnel in civilian clothes.

The shopkeeper turned around quickly, seeing three searchers, and immediately cursed: "Hey, where did so many blind people come from today Are you all here to die Come on, grandpa will fulfill you."

As he spoke, he strolled away, rolling up his sleeves.

Slap!

The search party member, too impatient for pleasantries, whipped out a soul-stirring whip they had been hiding and struck.

"Aw…"

The shop assistant was immediately beaten to the ground, rolling and crying out in pain.

Almost at the same time.

Ye Fu Sheng's body flashed, he rushed to the search party's side, his energy surged outward, his hands danced, in a blink of an eye, he knocked out three people, and incidentally knocked out the shop boy who brought them up.

Whoa!

The fallen shopkeeper was speechless, his eyes wide with fear as he stared at Ye Fusheng, completely unable to believe what he saw. A person who dared to attack a ghost messenger with a soul-crushing whip... surely this had to be a demon!

Yet... knocked unconscious so easily

Ye Fusheng walked back to his side and, bowing his head, asked, "How many people do you think I've killed"

"Oh my."

The shop clerk cried out, then quickly flipped over and knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly: "Grandpa, I was wrong, I was wrong, I deserve to die. Please, spare my life, I beg you! I was blind not to recognize Mount Tai. I was wrong."

Ye Fusheng raised one foot and stepped on him, numbly saying: "How many people are left in the shop, and where are they If you don't tell the truth, your soul will fly away!"

If you make a move, do it decisively and prevent the news from leaking.hat's right!Ye Fusheng's mood was a little better now, and he asked again: "Why are all the people in your shop going to the Reincarnation Office to see the excitement What's so exciting about it"Befo...