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Chapter 511 Fifty-Four Ghost Gates
Conference room at the Bureau of Public Opinion Survey headquarters.

"Does anyone have anything to say about the Ghost Gate?"

Feng Jin looked at everyone and asked.

"This Ghost Gate seems to be beneficial to the Great Xia Dynasty no matter how you look at it. If we don't build it now, when will we?"

Someone said, their eyes gleaming with intense light.

This is also how most other people see it.

Why not build something like this, where a single "ghost gate" could free up most of the manpower in the Bureau of Investigation's branch offices?
However, those who firmly believed that there was a conspiracy in the underworld and had not participated in matters related to the underworld officials put forward the opposite opinion.

"That sounds nice, but how do you know that the Ghost Gate is really dealing with ghosts? If the Ghost Gate is just temporarily capturing the ghosts and releasing them all at the right time, what do you think the Great Xia will be like then?"

The others exchanged glances upon hearing the man's words.

While such situations do exist and are indeed very dangerous, those are unseen dangers, whereas the ability of the Ghost Gate to catch ghosts is a tangible benefit.

How can we give up eating because of a minor choking incident?

As a result, the two sides started arguing during the meeting.

Ultimately, most people in the polls still believe that the underworld is a neutral and friendly entity, but they can't resist the stubbornness of those conspiracy theorists.

However, once someone raises this danger, it cannot be ignored.

Therefore, everyone turned their attention to Feng Jin.

Feng Jin simply said, "Let's discuss this further after the meeting," and left the headquarters, heading towards the ancestral land of Great Xia.

The appearance of the Ghost Gate still requires approval from the Xia family, and Feng Jin already has a good idea of ​​how the Xia family will respond.

When Feng Jin arrived at the ancestral land of the Great Xia again and walked towards the ancestral hall, he suddenly saw a group of people surrounding the ancestral hall.

That group of people was large, and their style was completely out of step with that of the ancestral land of Great Xia.

However, those who can enter the ancestral land of the Great Xia cannot be outsiders.

Soon, Feng Jin realized who these people were, and a look of inquiry appeared in her eyes.

The Xia family has been searching all over the country for their illegitimate children who have been left behind. Naturally, this did not escape the eyes of him, the director of the Public Opinion Investigation Bureau.

What puzzled him was that even if the Xia family wanted to gather their bloodline, they should only look for the young people. Why did they have to bring together everyone, young and old?
What's the point of doing this?
To support an illegitimate child in their old age?
Feng Jin was unaware of the details, but she didn't delve into it further.

It's not his place to interfere in what the Xia family does.

Just as Feng Jin entered the ancestral hall to report, he discovered something that shocked him!

Inside the ancestral hall, there were more than ten people sitting cross-legged!

These people are probably all illegitimate children.

The problem is, why do these people all seem to have hatched?
Did the Xia family hold a hatching ceremony for these illegitimate children?

How can it be!

Just as Feng Jin was shocked, his maternal grandfather's spirit appeared before him.

"Xiao Jin, you're here."

Feng Jin nodded.

"Grandpa, these people?"

"Oh, these people are all from our Xia family. They have already acknowledged their ancestors and returned to their ancestral home."

Xia Youjie said with a smile.

"I mean, have they all hatched?"

Seeing Feng Jin's surprised expression, Xia Youjie smiled and nodded.

"Yes, they've already hatched."

"But wasn't it said before that the number of slots for hatching each year was fixed? Why are so many people being allowed to hatch all at once?"

Feng Jin asked in confusion.

He, the illegitimate son of the Xia family, was only able to know about the Xia family's ancestral land and thus be born because of his position as the director of the Bureau of Public Opinion Investigation.

But what about these illegitimate children?
What are their identities?
"Hehe, Xiao Jin, you don't need to worry about these things. You just need to know that the Xia family needs these people."

"By the way, what brings you here today?"

Feng Jin turned her gaze away from those illegitimate children.

"About the underworld."

"Alright, then I'll go and report to Chuanshan."

After saying that, Xia Youjie left, while Feng Jin's gaze remained fixed on the illegitimate children.

What exactly is the Xia family planning to do?

Soon, Feng Jin was taken to Xia Chuanshan's location. This time, however, Xia Chuanshan still did not allow Feng Jin to go to Xia Wuyou's place.

"Go ahead."

Xia Chuanshan sat cross-legged on the futon and said with his eyes closed.

Feng Jin was already used to the other party's attitude and began to explain the situation of the Underworld's Ghost Gate.

Although Xia Chuanshan didn't pay much attention to worldly affairs, the effect of the Ghost Gate still made him open his eyes.

"Do this halfway, leave the other half unfinished. Do you understand what I mean?"

Feng Jin was taken aback. He wondered why the other party would give such a clear answer about the underworld this time.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"I will first have the cities surrounding Great Xia try to establish Ghost Gates, and observe the situation in the other cities."

Xia Chuanshan closed his eyes again.

"Is there anything else?"

Feng Jin was about to take her leave when she heard Xia Chuanshan's voice.

"Go with those people from the ancestral hall to find the ancestor."

Feng Jin was taken aback for a moment, but did not object.

Soon, he returned to the ancestral hall.

After listening to this, Xia Youjie told Feng Jin to sit cross-legged and wait to emerge from the shell.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jin joined the group of illegitimate children.

As soon as he hatched, he saw the spirits floating curiously around his body.

Suddenly, Feng Jin felt as if she had returned to kindergarten from elementary school.

Before long, a group of Yin spirits were suddenly pulled by some force and flew into the sky.

Soon, they arrived at the midday sun.

Feng Jin saw Xia Wuyou and Xia Chuanshan again.

"Now that we are members of the Xia family, we need to do things for the Xia family."

"You all, come this way."

Everyone floated to Xia Chuanshan's side and saw the things floating in front of him.

Silver ingots, silver ingots of varying sizes, and the largest pile of them was silver powder.

“One by one, from the oldest to the youngest, take the silver and stuff it into your body, as much as you can, and then wait on the side.”

The spirits of the illegitimate children looked at each other, bewildered.

"Xia Jin, you go first."

Xia Chuanshan said.

Feng Jin stepped forward, picked up a ten-tael silver coin, and pressed it into her body. Then she added five-tael coins, one-tael coins, and finally a handful of silver powder.

Seeing this, the others followed suit.

After everyone had been stuffed with enough silver, Xia Chuanshan turned to look at Xia Wuyou.

Xia Wuyou smiled and waved his hand, creating a black and white vortex that sucked everyone into it.

Above the entrance to a courtyard in the underworld, one after another, Yin spirits appeared and fell into the courtyard below. Soon, the Yin spirits disappeared, leaving behind pieces of silver of varying sizes suspended in mid-air.

Xia Chuanshan shook his head and waved his hand to accept the silver.

Elsewhere, Feng Jin stared in horror at her current state.

"Have I turned into a fish?"

In her horror, Feng Jin saw a giant.

No, not a giant, just an ordinary person who appears to be a giant from his perspective.

He recognized the man; he was Xia Chuanren.

"Not bad. Now let me see how much silver you all brought in." Then, Feng Jin saw Yin and Yang energies appear on Xia Chuanren's hands and then directly enter the body of another goldfish.

When he came out again, he had a handful of silver powder in his hand.

Shaking his head, Xia Chuanren threw the goldfish into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the fish disappeared in mid-air.

He continued catching fish.

Some of the fish seemed to realize what was happening and began to dodge.

Xia Chuanren ignored those who were hiding and instead arrested all those who weren't.

Until one day, he found a small piece of silver weighing about two taels in his hand, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Not bad, you're two liang. Remember to tell the patriarch when you get back."

After saying that, the fish was thrown away.

Soon, it was Feng Jin's turn.

He didn't hide because he felt it was unnecessary.

Apart from the yin and yang energies that he could still use, the rest of his vital energy had long since disappeared.

So, what can he use to hide?

He watched as Xia Chuanren's hand shoved into his body and pulled out a handful of silver powder.

As they got closer, Feng Jin heard Xia Chuanren's soft sigh.

Then, he was thrown into the sky.

As her field of vision rose, Feng Jin saw the surrounding scenery.

This is a town, with people dressed in ancient costumes on the roads and streets, and even city walls in the distance.

"Where exactly is this place? How many secrets does the Xia family still hold?"

Suddenly, everything went black.

Feng Jin found herself transformed back into the form of a Yin spirit.

Beside him stood Xia Chuanshan and some illegitimate children who were still in shock.

Without saying much, Feng Jin came up behind Xia Chuanshan.

Soon, his gaze fell on the courtyard below.

There was a pond there, but there was no water and no fish in it.

Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air in the courtyard. Judging from its upward trend, Feng Jin thought of what had just happened.

"So, Xia Chuanren is in that courtyard? But why can't I see anything?"

Feng Jin couldn't understand it.

But he understood why the Xia family was looking for those illegitimate children.

But what exactly is the reason for it?

What kind of place is that?
Soon, after everyone had reunited, Xia Chuanshan led them back to where Xia Wuyou was. Before they could react, they were all sent back to the ancestral hall.

Feng Jin opened her eyes, glanced up at the ceiling, then silently got up and walked outside.

Xia Youjie caught up at just the right moment.

"Xiao Jin, our Xia family is doing something great. You just need to wait and you'll see."

"If possible, try to elevate your spirit to a higher level while you are still alive."

"That way, you might be able to get involved and fight for your future."

Feng Jin left, carrying a bellyful of doubts.

After returning to headquarters and announcing Xia Chuanshan's idea, Feng Jin left headquarters.

Although he disapproved of the Xia family, he was filled with curiosity about what the Xia family was doing.

"Where exactly is that place?"

……

Time flies by in the blink of an eye.

Within a week, ghost gates were erected one after another around the cities on the outskirts of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Without exception, all of these ghost gates are exactly the same as the one in Lingyuan City!
After all, with ready-made templates to copy, nobody wants to create their own.

That very night, at 11 p.m., the 53 branch bureau chiefs were all ready in front of the 53 gates to the underworld.

Almost simultaneously, after all the bureau chiefs finished their worship, they all shouted that phrase.

"Please, Underworld, open the gates of hell!"

A dedicated investigator from the Bureau of Polling recorded this moment with sweaty palms.

They watched the pillar light up, watched the ghost head open its eyes, watched the ghost mouth gape open.

However, this time, the Yaksha that appeared was somewhat different from those in Spirit Garden City.

Behind each of these yakshas, ​​a stone tablet was being carried.

After it appeared, the stone tablet was placed ten meters in front of the Ghost Gate.

A bureau chief stepped forward and looked at the inscription on the stone tablet.

"If the gates of hell are wide open, anyone within the protected area who burns paper money or sets up offerings can summon the phantom of the gates of hell. This phantom can guide the souls of the dead directly to the gates of hell."

"The area protected by the Gate of Hell increases with the number of evil spirits sent in!"

"All ghosts in the mortal world and the underworld who enter the realm governed by the Ghost Gate are bound in shackles and chains, turning into wandering spirits from which they cannot escape."

"If the deceased is buried according to proper rites, and the inscription on the tombstone reads 'Welcoming the soul at the gate of the underworld, guiding it across the netherworld,' then the deceased will not be considered a ghost and will be spared the torment of wandering."

Some people were stunned, while others immediately took the test.

They burned incense and paper money near the Gate of Hell, calling upon the Gate of Hell.

Immediately, a ghostly gate, as tall as a person and exactly the same as the Ghost Gate, appeared above the flames.

When the commissioner throws the ghost into the phantom of the Ghost Gate, a ghostly figure will appear in front of the real Ghost Gate in the distance. The moment the ghost appears, the hands and feet are already bound.

Immediately, they were swept up by the waves beneath the feet of the Wave-Treading Yaksha and thrown into the Gate of Hell.

The flames died down, and the phantom vanished.

This scene excited all the branch bureau chiefs.

Immediately, all the ghosts that the specialists had prepared in advance were thrown into the vicinity of the Gate of Hell.

For those who live further away, they simply burn paper money and incense to pray for the gates of hell to open!

In just two hours at midnight, a branch office threw thousands of ghosts into the Ghost Gate area!

Only one-tenth of them were captured on the spot; the rest were the original forms of the evil spirits that the bureau had previously suppressed.

Previously, once these ghostly entities accumulated to a certain extent, the General Administration would send people to collect them, but now, that's no longer necessary.

Not only did they no longer need it, they didn't even want to hand over the true form of the ghost anymore.

After all, every ghost increases the number on the gate of hell by a few points.

With over a thousand heads thrown in, the number at Ghost Gate Mountain has already exceeded ten thousand!

The area of ​​the Ghost Gate expanded twice from the initial 100 meters to a radius of 1,000 meters!
This already covers a tenth of their city!

It seems not impossible that just two more times could cover the entire city.
Immediately, the heads of these branch offices began a frantic hunt for ghosts!
Over the next week, these bureau chiefs not only cleaned out all the ghostly entities in the branch office's warehouse, but also, finding the ghosts' creation rate too slow, went to the surrounding towns and villages to catch them.

Tasks that were originally of low priority were all raised to higher priority.

The specialists have been working non-stop for almost the entire week.

However, they all had a strong desire in their hearts. As long as they achieved their goal, they would live a very comfortable life in the future!

However, in general, some branches have abundant resources, while others have scarce resources.

One day, news came that a Heavenly Gang Bureau had caused the area of ​​that Ghost Gate to encompass the entire city.

At the same time, the number on the door also reached two hundred thousand.

The bureau chief asked the Ghost Gate to repair the Yin-Yang Rift.

The moment the request was made, the numbers on the door plummeted, disappearing by two hundred thousand.

At the same time, the Netherworld Rift in the city where the branch office was located seemed to be squeezed shut by an invisible hand, disappearing without a trace!
This scene shocked the branch director and delighted all the officers.

Although there was still a rift outside the city, this did not stop them from being happy to have destroyed a dark rift.

That same day, the branch office had people spread posts on certain forums saying that one could burn incense and paper money at midnight to pray for the protection of the underworld. At the same time, they also spread the funeral rules on the stone tablet!
Some people believed it, and so they started trying it out.

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(End of this chapter)