CH 150.2

The room was silent for a few seconds as the young man remained laying on the bed in disarray. He fumbled around before sitting up and straightening his messy clothes, and his originally listless eyes began to focus quickly.

He touched the corner of his mouth and looked at “King Yama” lying on the floor, his expression dazed.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps from outside, and in a few moments, a dark figure burst in. Bai Lixin looked over, and his eyes filled with grievance the moment he saw the familiar figure.

The man strode to the bedside and asked with concern, “Are you all right, Bai Lixin?”

Bai Lixin nodded woefully, suddenly hugging the other man with force, his slightly trembling voice carrying a little imperceptible sobbing, “Someone came in earlier.”

Dijia’s body stiffened for a few seconds, then he tentatively extended his arm and gently patted Bai Lixin’s head, “It’s alright, it’s alright, I’m here. I didn’t see anyone just now, did you see what that person looked like?”

Bai Lixin shook his head in Dijia’s arms, his lovingly soft hair brushing Dijia’s firm jaw and slender neck.

Dijia stiffened.

Ahh, who can stand this!

I regret it, I should have just done him.

Bai Xin withdrew his body from Dijia’s arms, raised his head, and looked straight at the other’s deep black eyes with watery eyes, saying, “I couldn’t see anything just now, the man spoke, and… anyway, I heard his voice, I can definitely identify him as long as I hear his voice. ”

Dijia’s eyes flickered. “And what else?”

Bai Lixin blushed and shook his head, “Nothing.”

Dijia looked serious and said with a straight face, “Tell me so I can help you think of something.”

Bai Lixin’s watery eyes crashed into Dijia’s eyes, and then he heard the young man stumble over his words, “He also… He also touched my face and neck collarbone, I can remember that touch……”

“That’s not a very appropriate method of identification,” Dijia’s expression grew more serious, “after all, you can’t have people touch you one by one, can you?”

The blush on Bai Lixin’s face had moved up to his earlobes, he lowered his head and nodded gently.

Dijia’s heart was about to melt and he couldn’t help but soften his voice, “Voices can be disguised too, don’t you suspect it’s me?”

The young man lifted his head, his eyes full of determination and trust, “Never! You are a good man, Dijia! You would never do such a thing, I believe you.”

Dijia panicked for a moment before quickly regaining his composure.

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In the live broadcast room

[Hiss, expert hunters often appear as prey. I’ll just ask, does God Xin really not realize how much of a hooligan the big boss is?]

[God Xin: Heh, how is that possible?]

[I watched the replay. God Xin calmly put back the dagger right at the beginning. This is playing hard to get, someone give God Xin the best actor award!]

[The boss is feeling ashamed of God Xin’s trust, while God Xin is on a high-level fishing system with the big boss on the hook.]

[I have to say that the big boss in this copy is really tender. If it was that big boss from the previous copy, he would at least steal a kiss if he couldn’t go all the way. This one just touched his face innocently, and didn’t even do anything more. 】

[God Xin: Fuck, can you do it or not? Can you not be polite with me?]

[Big boss: panic.jpg.]

[Hahahaha]

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Bai Xin kicked the evil spirit lying on the ground to face up, revealing the green demon mask and a large pot belly.

As it moved, the body made a crisp sound of bamboo joints moving.

Bai Lixin and Dijia looked at each other, and Bai Lixin hurriedly bent down and lifted the mask, revealing a paper face.

Bai Lixin: “……”

Dijia: “Looks like that fake King Yama didn’t come over himself.”

“Did he find out something?”

Bai Lixin gave Dijia a look and said, “Perhaps the mysterious man from earlier was the fake King Yama?”

Dijia immediately blurted out, “Impossible!”

Bai Lixin’s beautiful eyes looked Dijia up and down and asked, “How can you be so sure?”

Dijia was a bit flustered, and he coughed twice to calm down: “Think about it, there is no need to make the extra effort if he is behind this. Didn’t you just say that the fake King Yama’s purpose was to give birth to a child? Then he could have just taken you away himself; why bother?”

After saying that, he gulped and looked at Bai Lixin nervously.

He rarely lied, so he was so uncomfortable.

Bison cupped his chin and stared at Dijia for a couple of seconds, then nodded his head and showed a bright smile, “You’re right, you’re so smart, Dijia, thank you.”

Dijia sighed in secret relief, feeling even guiltier.

Bai Lixin groped around the clothes of the dressed paper man, and suddenly felt something hard when he groped around his belt.

He pulled the object out of the belt and found it to be a black jade medal.

On the front of the medal was engraved the word “ghost” in traditional Chinese characters, while on the back was the head of a hideous taotie beast.

Bai Xin gave Dijia the black jade token: “What is this?”

Dijia: “It’s the entry token for the Ghost Market auction house, you can only enter that auction house with that token. Although I don’t have it, I’ve heard that this token is quite difficult to get, and you can’t buy it even if you have money.”

Bai Lixin stared at the word “ghost” and said in a deep voice, “A token that is hard to get has appeared on a paper man; what do you think?”

Dijia’s voice was a little lower: “Is there a possibility that the fake King Yama deliberately sent the token here so that you could go to the Ghost Market auction house?”

Bai Lixin: “If that’s the case, then the False King Yama knew my plans from the beginning, which would explain why he didn’t appear here himself but sent a paper man over.”

He said, placing the jade tablet in his arms.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations performer! You have obtained x1 Ghost Market Auction House entry token. This item can only be used in this copy. After entering the Ghost Market scene, the player can enter the auction house with this jade token.]

[The item can be stored in the backpack.]

Dijia frowned slightly: “You plan to go to the ghost market?”

Bai Lixin: “Yes, the case is still under investigation, and since we have a clue, we should go and check it out.”

“I’ve said so much for nothing, haven’t I?” Dijia pursed his lips, his expression cold and solemn, “That man knew of your plan early on, and you didn’t know of his. This means that you are in the light and the enemy is in the dark. He doesn’t have any good intentions, but you still want to go? This is obviously a trap, and you’re the sheep entering the tiger’s mouth.”

Bai Lixin shrugged: “It is not certain who is the sheep and who is the tiger.”

Dijia: “……”

‘I can’t persuade him; who made the person I like have an overwhelming sense of justice, what else can I do but give him whatever he wants?

I don’t care, I can protect him anyway, so let him do it.

It’s just a ghost market and an auction house, they can’t do anything.’

Bai Lixin received the token and searched the room to make sure he hadn’t missed anything before leaving with Dijia.

The white-faced men who had been on guard outside had all been turned into paper figures that were now lying motionless on the floor.

These paper figurines were flat, not three-dimensional like the old man from the coffin home or the fake Yama.

And these paper figurines were small, only the size of a palm. They were made of white paper, and the clothes and faces were all drawn with a brush.

The already silent hall was now even more empty and desolate. Bai Lixin pulled Dijia out of the door and pointed to the roof high above, “Can you help me take down the golden relic up there?”

Dijia just looked up with a disdainful look in his eyes and said, “What’s so hard about that?”

With that, the man stepped into the air, and the thick black robe fluttered in the wind. He was like a strong eagle, nimbly leaping over walls and eaves, and he was on the roof in a flash. He easily removed the golden relic, and then returned to Bai Lixin’s side with a light leap.

He was done in the blink of an eye, and not a single strand of his hair was out of place.

Bai Lixin didn’t hesitate to praise him, “You were awesome, you looked like an eagle spreading its wings as you went up, and like a dragon diving into the sea when you came down; you are amazing.”

Dijia immediately blushed.

The two ghost messengers who had been staying at a distance and secretly protecting him: “…”

“Fourth, I finally know why King Yama fell for him, who can withstand such a compliment, moreover from a stunning vixen that can pretend to be good? ”

Lao Si nodded his head very seriously: “Lao San, you really don’t have to say it, my ears are all tingling. I used to think that King Yama was hard-hearted and would end up alone in this life, but now I can say that the iron tree has blossomed.”

Lao San: “Hey, a hundred refined steels have become soft around the finger.”

Lao Si: “But this person seems to be a living person, it’s not following etiquette.”

Lao San: “What’s wrong with that? All the living people have to come to the underworld.”

Lao Si: “I am mainly afraid that King Yama will die of suffocation, he could hardly hold back just now.”

King Yama in the distance secretly glared in their direction, and the two immediately shrank their necks, not daring to let out a breath.

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The moment the relic was taken down, the opulent palace instantly changed.

The steps that were flat just a moment ago now turned into jagged white steps that were made of a pile of white bones, even the walls were made of bones.

The white bones included not only human bones but also animal bones.

From this distance, it looked like a palace built of bones.

The two walked up the steps and went back inside the palace.

The huge statues of Buddha with benevolent faces had now turned into those of hideous Yakshas.

Some had fangs, some had horns, and some were covered with thick hair.

This was not a Buddhist temple, it was clearly a cave of countless ghosts.

In the middle of the hall was a giant three-headed figure, one with a benign face, one with red fangs, and one with a black face and red hair on the top of his head, and a pair of eyes as big as bronze bells, glaring in anger.

The hall was made up of a pile of white bones, and when Bai Lixin looked up at the roof, the round objects that had been there before were revealed for what they were: round heads.

There was another floor upstairs, and the two men looked at each other before walking up.

The scene around them had changed, but they followed their memory to the wedding room.

The red silk in the wedding room had turned into slimy things that looked like intestines, but on closer inspection, they weren’t.

Dijia’s gaze sank slightly. “They are umbilical cords.”

The large bed in the distance also changed, and it was shaped like a cradle.

The walls around it were inlaid with baby bones, one after the other, neatly stacked to form the room.

Dijia’s voice was gloomier: “This is the Ghost Infant Formation, made up of the umbilical cords and bones of aborted children. If a child is conceived in this formation, the child born will absorb the resentment of the aborted baby spirits and transform into a demon baby.”

Bai Lixin: “Everything is made for a reason, what’s the use of making a demon baby?”

Dijia’s eyes were somber, he pursed his lips for a moment and finally shook his head, “Nothing, I’ll destroy this now.”