You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 14 What to do if your soul is scared out of its wits?
What is the biggest difference between the living and the dead?
Vital signs!

Living people possess vital signs such as heartbeat, blood pressure, and body temperature regulation; their muscles can contract voluntarily; their nervous system can respond to external stimuli; and they have consciousness, thought, and emotions...

"Except for my body temperature, everything else is normal."

Chen Yang opened a website from his browser's bookmarks.

[Browser Risk Warning]

Ignoring the pop-up dialog box, Chen Yang went to the website, found an action movie produced by something called Elephant Media, watched it for a while, and then exclaimed happily, "My physiology is also normal..."

That’s okay!
× close the webpage.

Chen Yang finally felt relieved after tossing his phone onto the counter.

It's just that its body temperature is slightly lower than that of a living person!

No need to care.

"The cold, yin energy will naturally affect the physical body. Perhaps I can solve this problem when my cultivation level is higher and I reach the state of yin and yang in balance."

With a thought racing through his mind, Chen Yang flipped his hand and took out the "Soul-Capturing Bell".

The "Soul-Capturing Bell" is a magical artifact.

Since it is a magical artifact, it needs to be refined.

Chen Yang circulated his divine soul, imprinting his soul mark on the "Soul-Capturing Bell," and then used his cultivation to nurture it, quickly completing the refining process.

At the moment of refining, he learned the function of the "Soul-Capturing Bell".

Soul-stealing!

This is similar to the "soul-binding technique".

In addition, it can also "suppress" evil spirits, trapping them inside the bell.

Its third function is "early warning".

If there are evil spirits or malevolent spirits around, the Soul-Capturing Bell will ring to warn you.

As a magical artifact, it can naturally be large or small.

Chen Yang activated the Soul-Capturing Bell, making it smaller, and hung it on his keychain.

Since there was hardly any business in the shop, Chen Yang closed his eyes to rest and practiced the "Yellow Springs Refining Spirit Technique." When he woke up from his cultivation, it was already past 7 p.m.

wrong.

It shouldn't be called "evening".

In mid-May in Wucheng, it was already past 7:30 when the sun had just set.

Just as Chen Yang was about to order takeout, Gu Jinghui's voice came from outside the funeral home.

"Chen Yang!"

Before he even arrived, his voice preceded him. He strode into the shop and knelt down directly in front of Chen Yang with a thud, saying, "Chen Yang, Brother Yang... teach me martial arts!"

"Teach my ass!"

Chen Yang cursed, "Get up right now! I don't even know martial arts!"

"No!"

Gu Jinghui's eyes were resolute: "If you don't teach me martial arts, I'll kneel here and die... We're brothers..."

"Ok?"

Chen Yang interrupted Gu Jinghui and asked in return, "We're brothers, aren't we?"

Gu Jinghui reacted quickly, lightly slapping himself across the face, and said, "Look at my foul mouth, what am I saying... You're my father, we're father and son, you have to teach me!"

Chen Yang was both amused and exasperated. He stepped forward and helped Gu Jinghui up, saying, "I really didn't lie to you, I don't know martial arts."

Gu Jinghui didn't believe it: "Are you still pretending? Captain Su saw it all. You jumped more than two meters high in a flash. And that special administration staff member surnamed Wang also said that your strength is extraordinary, and he can't even compare to you!"

Chen Yang couldn't very well say that he was a ghost messenger from the underworld, could he?

He had no choice but to make up a story: "What I practice is not martial arts, but the Dao... and my lineage cannot be passed on without the approval of those above."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, channeling Yin energy, and a ball of black energy condensed in his palm.

As soon as this yin energy was released, the temperature in the entire funeral home plummeted.

Gu Jinghui, who was standing close by, shivered, his eyes shining as he stared at the ball of black energy. "This... this is the legendary magic power? Wait..."

"Why is your magic so dark?"

He paused mid-sentence, then exclaimed, "I understand! You cultivate the demonic path, and this is demonic energy? So you've been afraid to reveal your identity because you feared the righteous would come and hunt you down?" "And only today, after you've established connections with a special national department, have you dared to truly unleash your power?"

"........."

Chen Yang was speechless!

Demonic path my ass!

Lao Tzu's teachings are the right path, okay?

These are legitimate underworld officials who maintain order in the mortal realm; they are officially employed!
Dispersing the yin energy from his palm, Chen Yang said, "Don't worry about the color or anything. You just need to know that I'm a good person with a heart full of good intentions... If you really want to practice martial arts, I can ask the Special Administration Bureau to see if they have any martial arts techniques."

Gu Jinghui exclaimed with delight, "Good son, Dad loves you to death!"

"roll!"

Chen Yang said, "Damn it, I haven't eaten yet!"

"I understand, I understand. I've made arrangements for tonight... How about we go to Chaotianmen for hot pot?"

"The hot pot at Chaotianmen is ridiculously expensive. It's better to find a roadside stall for skewers than to go there."

"Then let's go to Caiman Street. I know a shop there that has really good food."

Caiman Street can be considered Wucheng's "food street," and most importantly, it's close to Chen Yang's funeral home.

The two rode their electric bikes and arrived in 3 minutes.

Eating.

Zhou Qiang called again, wanting to invite Chen Yang to dinner.

"No need, Gu Jinghui and I are eating right now."

"Gu Jinghui is here too?"

Zhou Qiang asked for the address.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Jinghui asked curiously, "Has Zhou Qiang... changed his ways? He's being so polite to you?"

Chen Yang recounted how he helped Zhou Qiang exorcise a ghost at the construction site last night. After listening, Gu Jinghui said, "Haha... He came to ask you to pretend to be a master and perform a ritual, but he didn't expect you to be a real master. He must have been quite confused at the time, right?"

Zhou Qiang arrived quickly.

This big boss who used to be quite arrogant in front of Chen Yang was unusually reserved today.

Sipping wine and eating barbecue.

After they finished eating, Zhou Qiang insisted on paying the bill, but Gu Jinghui couldn't argue with him and said, "Okay, I'll treat you next time."

Chen Yang could tell that Zhou Qiang wanted something from him, so he immediately asked him a question.

Zhou Qiang said with a wry smile, "Master Chen, I would like to trouble you to take a look at my father's illness."

Chen Yang asked in surprise, "Didn't you say your dad was fine, just got some minor injuries from being beaten by you?"

Zhou Qiang said, "When we took him to the hospital, this is what the doctor said after the examination. He also said that my dad was just a little frightened and would be fine after a nap... But he has been sleeping ever since and hasn't woken up yet."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang asked, "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor couldn't figure it out either. He just did a full body checkup and said my dad was very healthy and his brain hadn't suffered any serious damage."

Chen Yang made a judgment and said, "Your father's condition is probably because he was frightened yesterday and his soul flew away. A person has three souls and seven spirits. His soul was frightened away, so naturally he is in a deep sleep and difficult to wake up."

Zhou Qiang was overjoyed upon hearing this and asked, "Then how should it be treated?"

"That's simple, just call your dad's soul back."

Chen Yang took out his phone and glanced at the time. It was just past 10 p.m. He said, "It's still early. I'll go back and get ready. You take your dad to the construction site from yesterday, and I'll help him summon his spirit."

"But let me make this clear first... I charge a fee!"

Zhou Qiang nodded and bowed: "Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I understand. Just like yesterday, I'll go and prepare it first thing tomorrow morning."

Zhou Qiang agreed and happily went to the hospital.

"Old Chen, you can even summon spirits?"

Gu Jinghui was extremely curious and said he wanted to go and see.

He followed Chen Yang back to the funeral home, and seeing Chen Yang turn on his computer, he couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you say you were going to make some preparations? What... what are you looking at?"

He peeked out and saw that Chen Yang had opened a webpage and typed: "What do I do if my soul is scared out of its wits?"

(End of this chapter)