Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 800 Wine Pool and Misty Forest
Click, click, click…

On the fifth-floor ceiling, lights flickered, marking the transition between day and night—a moment that could be called the 'twilight' of the Nightmare Tower.

All eight apartment doors in the corridor were open, and the bloodstains on the floor looked particularly eerie under the flickering lights.

As the lights flickered rapidly, a tall, slender, eerie creature with only a mouth on its face landed in the center of the corridor.

This is a landlord!

In the last instant the lights went out, the landlord saw a curly-haired man standing in apartment number nine!

Roar!
The rent collector roared, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and then charged at the man with incredible speed.

Just when the landlord thought he could tear the man's throat open in the next second, the animal inexplicably lost its balance and slid towards the man on the ground.

The curly-haired man smiled and stretched out both hands to support its shoulders, helping to stop its momentum.

"Hello, I'm going to violently resist rent!"

Crack!

Sizzle sizzle sizzle...

The blue-purple electric current emanated from the man's hands. A single current would at most cause it minor damage, but the problem was that this current was almost endless.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change; a bright light appears inside the rent collector's body, followed by a deep rumbling sound.

Bang!
The rent collector exploded, his body parts scattered all over the ground, and three Nightmare Seeds burst forth from the ground.

Wu Xian walked over and picked up the seeds.

“Each four-story building in the mystery building has a rent collector; either there are four who appear during the day, or there is one who appears at night.”

“This rent collector only died after taking six of my palm strikes, and he appeared at night. So there should only be one rent collector in this four-story building. We don’t need to go downstairs to clean up. We can continue with our business.”

Upon entering the blessed land, the rent collector put immense pressure on Wu Xian, requiring three of his followers to work together to eliminate him.

But now, the rent collector is just a minor hassle they need to deal with before getting down to business.

Han Shuihe possesses the blessing of the 'King of Unending Hell' [Innate Ghost Immortal Body], making it naturally easier for her to acquire various abilities related to ghosts and spirits. If she so desires, she can be more like a ghost than a ghost herself.

This blessing also made Wu Xian very envious. Its greatest advantage was not that its abilities were easier to systematize, but that after Han Shuihe's death, she would automatically have a position in the underworld, and be allocated a burial site and a ghost carriage, unlike Wu Xian, who had to work hard and use his good karma to buy them...

Just now, Han Shuihe used the 'Ghostly Supernatural Power - Ghostly Tendon Pulling' behind the rent collector. This supernatural power can directly pull a person's fascia and ligaments out of their body when used on an ordinary person, and it can also cause a malevolent spirit to have a cramp when used on it. It was this move that created the opportunity for Wu Xian to attack.

She had just killed that male Aboriginal man using the same supernatural power.

"I'll be waiting for you upstairs."

Holding the complete pass, Han Shuihe opened a door on the side of the fifth floor. Behind the door was a staircase leading upwards. She said something to Wu Xian and went upstairs amidst Wu Xian's envious gaze.

Wu Xian knocked on the door of room 509 with some reluctance.

crunch...

The door opened, and a strong smell of disgust and alcohol wafted out. Through the smoke, the strange man who smoked and drank was staring fiercely at Wu Xian, his murderous aura almost overflowing.

"You actually dare to come back!"

Wu Xian rubbed his hands together, feeling rather embarrassed, and then took out the 'Purple Gold Bowl'.

The eccentric man who had been so angry just moments before suddenly fell silent, hastily taking two steps back, his body half-melting into the smoke, afraid of being ordered to beg for vegetarian meals for Wu Xian again.

That pig-headed guy is a tough nut to crack; last time he got slapped several times before he finally got his vegetarian meal.

“Um…” “Last time was an accident, and I am deeply sorry for it. I have been unable to eat or sleep because of it, so I came here specifically to apologize to you.”

"I'll go to the deepest part of the dream to get you some cigarettes and alcohol, and I'll also treat you to a pancake while I'm at it."

The eccentric man who smoked and drank was stunned for a moment, then looked down and found that there was indeed a cake in the purple-gold alms bowl.

This pancake is a good two centimeters thick, with a golden and crispy crust that is oily and filled with scallions. The filling inside is full of beef, and the meat juices almost overflow from the cut. The rich aroma can almost penetrate your nose.

Even if the eccentric smoker and drinker is an evil spirit, one has to admit that this meat pie looks delicious.

Seeing that Wu Xian was remorseful and had a good attitude, the eccentric man's anger subsided considerably. He took the meat pie away and invited Wu Xian to sit down.

Wu Xian chuckled behind the eccentric smoker.

Han Shuihe had also participated in the Room 5 test, so she told Wu Xian all the information she knew, which greatly reduced the difficulty of the mission.

One piece of information is that although the smoking and drinking freak looks fierce, he is the only honest one among the four evil spirits in Room Nine. He can provide a lot of convenience if you coax him a little...

After eating Wu Xian's meat pie, the eccentric smoker and drinker began to patiently give him pointers.

"After falling asleep, you will appear on a path in a deep dream."

"All you have to do is go through the path to the wine pool and tobacco forest, fill an empty jar there with wine, pick a branch of tobacco with good growth, and then go through the path to bring these two things back."

Wu Xian raised his hand to interrupt: "Um, tobacco doesn't grow on trees..."

The eccentric smoker and drinker roared, "Don't seek reality in illusion!"

He continued, "That path is only a hundred meters long, and along the way, all sorts of pleasures will try to stop you: fine wine, delicious food, cigarettes, beautiful women..."

"But all these enjoyments are fake. Once you stay at a point for more than ten minutes, you will never be able to get off this path."

"Finally, here's a piece of advice: it's best not to ignore those enjoyments."

After saying that, the smoking and drinking eccentric pointed to the recliner, indicating that Wu Xian could enter the deep dream.

After hearing this, Wu Xian even felt a little guilty. The strange man's reminder was similar to Han Shuihe's. This guy was really a kind-hearted evil spirit. If only he hadn't tricked him back then.

Afterwards, having made all the preparations, Wu Xian lay down on the recliner with practiced ease and entered the deep dream for the third time...

When Wu Xian opened his eyes, he saw a long corridor.

The corridor was narrow, straight, oppressive, and dark, with no end in sight. Only the faint smell of smoke and alcohol could be detected from the other side.

Wu Xian glanced at it twice before taking a step. In this corridor, stopping meant sinking into depravity.

After walking a dozen steps, the scene before Wu Xian's eyes suddenly changed.

He suddenly walked into a smoke-filled room, which was a casino. Dozens of men and women were gambling at the tables, their expressions frenzied and joyful, each immersed in the thrill of gambling.

Just a few meters in front of Wu Xian was a door, behind which was a gloomy and oppressive corridor.

Just as Wu Xian was about to walk out of the door, he suddenly heard a man shout:
"Look! Come and see, I won! Thirteen-sided 'Peerless Hero'! This win is worth it, even if it happens just once in my life!"

The man at the mahjong table excitedly pushed the tiles, calling out to those around him to look at his rare hand. Wu Xian's gaze was also drawn to him.

Just looking at this man made Wu Xian tremble with pleasure. He completely understood the man's feelings and fully empathized with his joy and achievement.

A voice whispered in Wu Xian's ear:
"Don't rush off. You have ten minutes. Why not stay here a little longer? You don't need to do anything. Just watching from afar will make you just as happy as they are..."

(End of this chapter)