Hell Emperor.

Chapter 335 Ginger
The cold wind blew, and the originally flat space suddenly began to ripple like water. When the ripples calmed down, two ghostly figures emerged out of thin air.

"Why are you here with me if you are not keeping accounts in the palace? If you delay the work, be careful to be punished by the palace master."

After putting away the Shrinking Stone, Sheng Jiang looked at Shan Yao who followed him with displeasure, his eyes full of disgust. He felt that Shan Yao was in the way and hindering his ability to seduce souls.

"The Palace Master has already recruited more than ten civilian ghost messengers. Some of them were accountants in old stores before they were alive. Their bookkeeping efficiency is much higher than mine, so they don't need one more."

Shan Yao's face was full of helplessness. She had thought that her job of bookkeeping was the only one in the palace. However, with the increase in the number of civilian ghost messengers, her burden was lightened a lot. Sometimes she even had nothing to do. She was so bored that she sneaked out to do the work of those seducing ghost messengers.

It just so happened that his cousin Sheng Jiang had a special talent in bewitching souls. According to the records in the palace, his good deeds were far more than those of other ghost catchers. So Shan Yao followed him curiously, wanting to learn how he did it.

"Let me see how you capture souls. If other ghost catchers are as efficient as you, the Golden Wheel Palace will surely grow stronger." Shan Yao asked curiously.

"It's up to you, just don't get in the way." Sheng Jiang curled his lips and ignored her, as if she was not around. "I will only stay here for a month, and then the Palace Master will take me to the Wushen Temple. How things develop here is none of my business."

Shan Yao puffed his lips, a little annoyed: "Don't you miss your family? Why do you leave alone?"

"Because I promised the witch elder who saved my life. Now that I have promised, I cannot go back on my word." Sheng Jiang said solemnly.

Shan Yao was helpless: "Okay...if you miss your family, you are welcome to come back and see us."

Sheng Jiang didn't answer, but just sniffed hard. A strong fishy smell came from the front. He glanced around, and it didn't matter. He couldn't move his eyes away anymore: "Wait...what happened here? How could the situation be so tragic..."

Upon hearing this, Shan Yao also looked over there, only to see corpses strewn across the ground in front of him, broken limbs and arms everywhere, the blood had completely dyed the ground red, and everyone's bodies were mutilated, looking horrifying, as if they were on a tragic battlefield.

Shan Yao was scared. She had only been a ghost for a short time and had never seen such a tragic scene. She trembled all over: "These people...how did they die? Were they attacked by monsters?"

Sheng Jiang frowned, showing unusual calmness: "No... I saw neat cuts on these people's bodies, it doesn't look like they were bitten by monsters, but more like they were cut off by a sharp weapon, and they were caused at the same time... But what kind of sharp weapon could have such an effect, cutting them all in half in an instant?"

Looking at the corpses of the people, an unbelievable scene emerged in Sheng Jiang's mind. It was as if there was a giant wielding a magical weapon dozens of feet long and killing everyone here without mercy.

"How is this possible..." Sheng Jiang thought more and more that something was wrong, and finally he had to turn his gaze to the bodies of the dead. "I can feel that the souls of these dead are still in their bodies. If we want to find out the answer to the matter, perhaps we can only let them tell us in person."

As a ghost catcher, Sheng Jiang immediately thought of a way to solve the confusion, which was to let these dead people answer him. Since they were already dead, they would naturally not lie about how they died before they died. Only in this way could he solve the answer to the problem!
At the same time, a strong sense of vigilance emerged in Shengjiang's heart.

No matter who it is, if someone brutally kills the people here, that person must be extremely powerful, and he might even be a demon king!

Although Sheng Jiang is gifted and possesses the third-grade talent of the Netherworld that is envied by ordinary people, this is, after all, a talent that can only be effective after death and is of no use when alive.

He only had a few days to start his cultivation journey. Even if he had great talent, it would be difficult to realize his talent without going through hard training. If he really encountered a difficult enemy, he would have no choice but to flee.

Sheng Jiang glanced at the frightened Shan Yao and said with a little disdain: "I told you not to follow me, but you insisted on following me. Now you are scared like this. You'd better be a civilian ghost messenger."

Seeing that Shan Yao felt a little aggrieved, Sheng Jiang shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, don't you want to know how I can summon souls? Then just watch. Ordinary ghost summoners can only summon one soul at a time, but I have a talent. I can summon the souls of all the dead in an area at the same time, which is much more convenient. Just like this..."

After saying that, Sheng Jiang squatted down, pressed his palms to the ground, and called out, "Soul, come back!"

Yam saw his actions and his eyes widened for a moment.

Ordinary ghost catchers need to place their palms on the forehead of the deceased to summon souls, but Sheng Jiang places his palms on the ground. This method of summoning souls alone is very different from the usual methods, and it can even be said that they are two completely different schools of thought.

Along with Sheng Jiang's whisper, a cold wind whistled past, and dark mist swirled under the earth. The deceased around them, whose bodies were mutilated, were touched at this moment, and one soul after another stood up from their remains and hovered above the corpses.

Shan Yao wrote down this method and observed it closely, which was very fruitful.

"I am the ghost catcher of the Golden Wheel Palace. You are already dead. Please tell me what happened to you before you died...ah!"

Sheng Jiang took a step forward and came to the bodies of the dead. He was about to ask something, but the next moment, the questioning stopped abruptly and was replaced by an unbearable scream of pain.

Shan Yao stood there in a daze, and looked carefully, only to see that the soul of the deceased who was closest to him suddenly went crazy and pounced towards Sheng Jiang, opened its cold and bloody mouth, and bit Sheng Jiang's shoulder.

"Soul-breaking Arrow!"

Shocked by this attack, Sheng Jiang hurriedly activated the skills he had learned not long ago. A black arrow whizzed past, piercing the body and soul of the deceased, causing his soul to fly away and disappear without a trace.

"Damn it... Is this the evil ghost that the Palace Master was talking about? Fortunately, I learned the Soul-Breaking Arrow, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous..."

After destroying the mad soul, Sheng Jiang covered his shoulders and felt unbearable pain from being bitten. Besides that, he also felt a wave of fear in his heart.

If the evil spirit's realm was a little higher, if he practiced his skills a little slower, the consequences would be disastrous, and he might even lose his soul here.

At this moment, Sheng Jiang felt deeply moved. It was different with the skills. He must learn some skills to protect himself in the future. Otherwise, he might not even know how he died.

"Are you ok?"

Seeing Ginger being attacked, Yam hurried forward, his face full of anxiety, not understanding why the situation turned out like this.

"me……"

Sheng Jiang was about to speak when his eyelids became heavier and heavier. His entire head became a mess and all his rationality was gone. Instead, his eyes turned red and his breathing became heavier.

Shan Yao didn't know what was going on. She looked around hurriedly and saw low growls like wild beasts coming from all around. The mad souls awakened by ginger had now discovered the two of them and were approaching them.

"Hey, is there something wrong with your soul-snatching? What should we do now?"

Shan Yao asked in a trembling voice, but Sheng Jiang beside her did not answer from beginning to end. Shan Yao looked back tremblingly, and saw Sheng Jiang baring his teeth, showing his sharp white teeth, just like the crazy souls around him, and jumped up and attacked her.

At the critical moment, Shan Yao remembered the spell that the hall master had taught her before. She stretched out her hand and a black rope emerged. She threw it with force, and the noose accurately circled Sheng Jiang, and then tightened it violently, tying him up so that he could not move.

Seeing the mad souls approaching step by step, Shan Yao did not dare to stay for long. He quickly grabbed Ginger and used the Shrinking Stone to escape from there.

"Palace Master, something terrible has happened!" Ye Jie, who was inspecting seven stitched pages in the palace, suddenly heard a cry in a crying voice.

Ye Jie put the broken page into his arms. His every move was watched by the stone lion standing still like a sculpture. Ye Jie asked slowly, "What's the commotion?"

Shan Yao hurriedly ran into the hall, and with her came Ginger, who was tied up tightly.

Ye Jie glanced around and then frowned. The ginger in front of him looked very different from before.

His eyes were bloodshot and seemed to be bulging out, and he looked horrifying. This made Ye Jie quite puzzled. How come the ghost catcher Miaozi, who he had placed high hopes on, turned into a mad and fierce ghost after just a while?

"What's wrong with him?" Ye Jie asked.

Shan Yao didn't dare to hide anything and immediately told his cousin everything that had happened.

After listening to Shan Yao's words, Ye Jie fell into deep thought. Being attacked by a mad ghost and driving himself crazy was something that Ye Jie had never heard of before, even with his knowledge.

Shan Yao saw the look on Sheng Jiang's face and felt a little worried: "Palace Master, did Gou Hun have an accident? What should we do now?"

Ye Jie did not answer, but walked quickly forward and came to the side of the ginger.

As soon as Ye Jie approached, Sheng Jiang showed great aggressiveness. Even though his body was tied up by the Soul-Binding Rope, he never gave up. He bared his teeth, struggled constantly, and was ready to bite Ye Jie at any time.

Seeing Sheng Jiang's appearance, Ye Jie had some guesses in his mind. He no longer suppressed his aura and showed a strong aura comparable to that of a ghost fairy. However, Sheng Jiang was not afraid at all. Even though he was tied up with ropes, he still tried to pounce on Ye Jie again and again. In this way, Ye Jie also had the answer:
"It seems that he has completely lost his mind and is not even aware of the suppression of his realm. Even if he is going to die in the next moment, he will not hesitate. How could this be..."

After hearing Ye Jie's judgment, Shan Yao's face became even more worried: "Can he recover from this? Is it possible that he will never be able to regain his sanity? What should we do then..."

Ye Jie was not in a hurry: "Don't worry, let me take a look."

As he spoke, Ye Jie reached out and took out seven stitching pages from his arms.

Ginger's condition was so unusual that he could only hope that the seven stitched pages would give him an answer.

Ye Jie took a quick glance and took in all the records on the seven stitched pages, then his pupils shrank slightly.

[Book of Life and Death Archives:]

[Name: Wen Jiangsheng (beast-shaped ghost)]

[Rank: First level soul training stage (degeneration)]

[Kung Fu learned: Soul-breaking Arrow (cannot be used)]

[Innate magical power: Netherworld (cannot take effect)]

"Wait... Beast Form? Did he run into someone from the Beast Form Hall?"

Ye Jie took a breath. He also found the problem from the files in the Book of Life and Death.

Facing Ye Jie's question, Shan Yao just shook his head, looking at a loss: "He was just trying to summon the souls of some dead people, but he was attacked and turned into this... Could those people be from the Beast Hall?"

Ye Jie shook his head: "No... It seems that those dead people ran into the people from the Beast Hall. This is really troublesome. The beast ghosts are quite difficult to deal with. I'm afraid there is really no way for Jiang to recover from his current state."

"How could this happen..." Shan Yao's face was bitter and he couldn't believe what he heard.

Ye Jie was quite helpless. He had been a ghost for many years and had naturally heard of the reputation of the Beast-Shaped Palace. Among them, the most frightening one was the beast-shaped ghost.

The beast-shaped ghosts have no rationality and only know how to attack other creatures. No matter whether they are humans or ghosts, they will be attacked and assimilated by the beast-shaped ghosts. If the beast-shaped ghosts are not eradicated in time and are allowed to spread, the number of beast-shaped ghosts will increase, and it is feared that they will cause chaos in both the human and ghost worlds.

Once beast-shaped ghosts appear, both the human world and the underworld must put aside past disputes and join forces to eradicate these extremely harmful White Walkers.

What Ye Jie didn't expect was that things turned out to be so unfortunate. Sheng Jiang ran into those beast-shaped ghosts and he himself turned into one of them. Now even Ye Jie didn't know how to make Sheng Jiang recover.

Seeing Shan Yao's sad expression, Ye Jie sighed and was about to speak when he suddenly seemed to think of something and his eyes fell on the seven stitched pages in his hand.

"Wait a minute... Since the seven-sided stitching page can modify the files of ordinary ghosts, can it also modify the files of beast-shaped ghosts?"

As if he had thought of something, Ye Jie also showed an interested look. The seven stitched pages contained infinite possibilities.

As Ye Jie's mind moved, a series of neat words emerged.

[To modify the "Wen Jiangsheng (beast-shaped ghost)" life and death record, and delete the beast-shaped ghost from the name column, one hundred Yin De is required. ]

"Sure enough!"

What made Ye Jie happy was that the seven stitched pages were so powerful that they could directly erase the beast-shaped ghost words in the files. What made Ye Jie even more overjoyed was that it only required one hundred good karmas!
One hundred Yin De cannot buy spirit stones, nor can it buy any martial arts skills. Now, for Ye Jie, who has to spend tens of millions of Yin De to build a building in the underworld, these one hundred Yin De are not taken seriously by him. Since changing the name file is so cheap, Ye Jie might as well give it a try.

As Ye Jie's mind moved, a series of records appeared again on the seven stitched pages.

[Bookkeeping of life and death:]

[In the autumn of the 639th year of the Moro calendar, Shura Jie spent 100 Yin De to modify the name file of "Wen Jiangsheng (beast-shaped ghost)".]

[Wen Jiangsheng (beast ghost) has been changed to Wen Jiangsheng. 】

As the words on the file emerged, Jiang, who was bound by the Soul-Binding Rope, regained his eyesight, and his gaze was full of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)