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He's the next Ghost King.

Frustrated, I placed the book on the table. I only said one sentence, "The Zhao Xue that we brought back is currently in the book."

Shen Ta didn't seem satisfied with my answer. He kept his back to me with his hands clasped behind his back like an old cadre. "Do you know what this cover means?"

I gently shook my head and only then did I realize what had happened. Shen Tuo couldn't see me shaking my head, so I opened my mouth to say, "I don't know."

As the words left my mouth, I realized that my throat had become hoarse.

Shen Tuo turned around, poured me another cup of water, sat down at his desk and handed an old book to me. "Take a look for yourself."

It was only then that I realized that the words beneath the tome were not traditional words at all, but words that I had never seen before. Of course, they were not foreign languages either. I looked up at Shen Ta in confusion. Only then did Shen Ta start explaining to me.

"This is an ancient character. It is a type of character that was specially created to record these things. Naturally, you have never seen it before." But, do you know what this diagram represents? "

Bewildered, I shook my head. Shen Tuo no longer got angry and only faintly said, "You don't know anything, yet you dare to wade in muddy water."

Following that, Shen Tuo took a long time to explain to me the origins of this picture as well as what it represented. I didn't have the nerve to tell Shen Tuo that I actually didn't understand most of the content, but at least I understood the part related to Zi Sang Ming.

So it turned out that this pattern was actually the symbol of the Underworld King's clan. Whoever possessed this yin book would become the next Ghost King in the Underworld.

When I realized this, my entire body shuddered. I remembered something Zishan Ming said to me in my dreams: "Even you belong to this king. Your things belong to this king as well."

I had always neglected a very important matter. Zi Sang Ming had always called himself "This King", and when I first went to the Yin Street by mistake, the paper man called Zi Sang Ming "Your Highness". Zi Sang Ming had always emphasized to me that he had a special identity and that it would be inconvenient for him to interfere in some matters.

After connecting everything together, I realized that I should have discovered these minute details a long time ago. However, due to my own rough nerves and the fact that I had been hiding like a fugitive all along because of Zhao Xue, I had never tried to delve into these details.

It looks like not only did I get into trouble, I also got into trouble.

I embarrassedly smiled at Shen Tuo, hoping that he would be ready to listen to my explosive news.

I sat up straight and placed my hands tightly on the cup. I raised my head and put on a solemn look. "Shen Ta, actually, I seem to have been forcefully taken as a wife by the next Ghost King."

"What!"

Shen Ta's reaction was very intense. He slammed the table heavily, standing up all of a sudden as if he was going to hit me. I was so scared that I retreated backwards, but hit a cold object all of a sudden.

I subconsciously turned around, and a familiar aura blew over my face, and I saw Zi Sang Ming's familiar face. Zi Sang Ming put a hand on my shoulder, and his deep eyes fell on me.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing me speak, Shen Tuo actually took a step back with a face full of caution. Then, he opened his mouth and asked, "Yan Nuo, who are you talking to?!"

I looked at Shen Ta's puzzled expression and then looked at Zi Sang Ming. Only then did I realize that Shen Ta couldn't see Zi Sang Ming.

I was just about to ask Zishan Ming what was going on when Zishan Ming spoke up first, "There's no need to ask. This king doesn't want others to see me, so they won't be able to see me."

Right after he finished speaking, Shen Tuo actually took out a rune from his bosom and held it in his hand, ready to act at any time. I know, Zi Sang Ming appeared.

"Shen Tuo, don't!"

Hearing my words, Shen Tuo immediately reacted. He did not put away his rune, but continued to hold it up, and suspiciously asked: "You are the next Ghost King?"

Zishan Ming didn't answer his question, but looked for a stool. The stool beside me moved without any external help, and it lightly moved to my side before stopping.

Zi Sang Ming walked around me and sat down. Only then did he raise his head and meet Shen Tuo's eyes: "You don't have to do this, your rune is unable to do anything to This King."

Only then did Shen Tuo seem to realize that he was still holding the useless rune and awkwardly put it away. He then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it without even looking at us.

He inhaled half of the cigarette in one breath, and the long ash fell onto the desk.

"Why do you have your eyes on people like Yan Nuo?"

Alright, Shen Tuo's first reaction was actually like this. I was so angry that I felt that Sang Ming would support me. Thus, I boldly decided to slam the table with Shen Tuo.

Just when I was about to stand up, Zi Sang Ming extended his arm and wrapped around my waist. Shen Tuo glanced sideways and looked outside the window in a hurry.

"What kind of stuff is Yan Nuo?"

Although Zishan Ming was sitting on the old stool in Shen Tuo's house, he still couldn't conceal his aristocratic temperament. To be honest, before I knew the truth, I had always thought that Zishan Ming was a noble who had died young. It was just that he hadn't been reincarnated for various reasons.

At most, they had already realized that his identity was extraordinary, but they didn't think that he was so extraordinary.

Zi Sang's words rendered Shen Tuo speechless. Shen Tuo remained silent for a long time and an awkward atmosphere permeated the entire study room. It was as if the air had turned cold.

I could only step forward and smooth things over. "Right, Zhao Xue has already recovered. We must find her corpse as soon as possible. Only by fishing out her corpse can we dispel Zhao Xue's resentment and completely seal her."

After Shen Ta heard this, he knitted his brows and casually threw the cigarette in his hand onto the ground. He raised his head and glanced at Zishan Ming before asking me, "Did he tell you again?"

What? This Shen Tuo guy and I aren't in the same channel at all. If it wasn't for Zishan Ming grabbing onto my waist tightly, I would have stood up and slapped him twice.

Just as I was thinking this, the voice of Zi Sang Ming appeared in my mind: "You're not allowed to be this close to him."

I looked up doubtfully at Sang Ming, who was slightly taller than me. I noticed that he was looking at me with a face full of smiles. His smile was filled with threat.

I could only soften my tone and maintain a neutral expression as I said, "It's not Zishan Ming, it's a yin book. Zhao Xue found the method to seal the red-clothed resentful ghost in the Yin book."

After expressing two Zhao Xue at the same time, I can only describe the other Zhao Xue as a red-clothed resentful ghost.

After I told everything in my dream to Shen Tuo, he lit up another cigarette. His eyes were fixated on the picture in the old book. The more he listened to me, the deeper his frown deepened.

"So, looking at Zhao Xue's appearance, she must be still resentful."

After saying that, I took a sip of water and placed the cup in front of Zishan Ming. I raised my eyebrows at him as he understood what I meant, but he didn't give me any face.

I reorganized my words and continued, "Therefore, we need to find the well where Zhao Xue died and fish up her corpse. Her strength can only be weakened after the resentment is gone."

"So, our next task is to find the location of Zhao Xue's death." After listening to my words, Shen Tuo threw his cigarette butt on the ground and ruthlessly stamped on the sparks in his slippers.

Just as I stood up, Zishan Ming grabbed my hand tightly. I looked at him suspiciously and found that although he was expressionless, his eyes revealed a hint of concern. My heart warmed. Unknowingly, my voice also became a lot gentler. "I'll go find Bai Weiwei. She must know the location of Zhao Xue's death."

Only then did Zishan Ming let go of my hand and said, "Come back earlier. I don't want to be alone with this guy." After saying that, Zi Sang Ming glanced at Shen Ta and then looked at me.

For the first time, I felt that, after receiving so much help and protection from Zishan, he was actually relying on me when he came to the mortal world. I couldn't help but feel happy.

Shen Tuo embarrassedly coughed, but accidentally choked himself and began to cough violently on the table. On the other hand, Zishan Ming was sitting upright like a handsome gentleman. As I walked out the door gloating over my misfortune, I realized that I had been smiling the whole time, and that I was actually blissfully happy.

Until now, she was still immersed in the joy of being safe, and only then did she have a normal expression. I really didn't have the heart to tell her the truth, so I only told her that we had some questions to ask her.

When we walked into the study room, I discovered that the messy study room had already been messily tidied up. The shelf where the old books were kept had also been covered by a piece of white cloth, so it was obvious that Shen Tuo didn't want others to see the old books that contained secrets.

When Bai Weiwei entered, she grabbed my hand and quickly took a step back with a puzzled expression on her face. I followed Bai Weiwei's gaze and found that she was staring at Zishan Ming, not moving at all. The hand that was grabbing onto me couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't be afraid, he's our helper."

Unexpectedly, Bai Weiwei still didn't buy it. She shakily raised her finger and pointed at Sang Ming as she whispered, "But his clothes …"

I understood that Zi Sang Ming was still wearing a white robe, and it wasn't the style of modern people to dress up like this. I could only comfort Bai Weiwei as I took violent measures to pull her over to the study table.

After knowing that Zishan Ming wouldn't hurt her, Bai Weiwei unexpectedly blushed and then passed me, who had been guiding her, and sat in my original seat, which was also the closest seat for Zishan Ming.

I stood behind Bai Weiwei and watched helplessly as she turned her face to the side and smiled at Sang Ming. She looked just like a shy little lady from ancient society.