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

Chapter 38 Do what you love, love what you do!
Teacher Zhang floated up slowly.

As it approached the illusory "Gate of Life and Death," it couldn't help but turn back for one last look at this world before finally entering the gate.

Gu Jinghui then jogged up and asked, "Old Chen, where did Teacher Zhang go?"

"Go where she should be."

Chen Yang took the Soul-Capturing Bell from his waist and shook it gently—

call out!
A wisp of yin energy flew out from the Soul-Capturing Bell and transformed into a child upon landing.

This child is 1 meter tall, with a big head and a small body. It is the same big-headed ghost baby from the old Shangqiao Hospital!

The big-headed ghost baby is a vengeful spirit.

It was over two meters tall when it was first born.

However, as Chen Yang forcibly refined the resentment and hatred within him using the "Soul-Capturing Bell," his strength regressed, and he was reduced to only one meter tall.

Gu Jinghui was startled by the sudden appearance of the large-headed ghost baby and quickly hid behind Chen Yang.

The big-headed ghost baby sucked its fingers, drooling as it grinned foolishly at Chen Yang, "Daddy..."

"Fuck me!"

Gu Jinghui's eyes widened in shock. "Old Chen, is this your son? He... how did he become a ghost?"

"piss off!"

Chen Yang said speechlessly, "I don't even have a girlfriend, so where would I get a son?"

"This is the vengeful spirit from Shangqiao Hospital. After I refined its resentment, it turned into this form..."

Looking at the big-headed ghost baby, Chen Yang said, "You harbored resentment because your parents didn't give birth to you so you could see the world, and you turned into a vengeful spirit... Actually, what I want to say is that some men and women may indeed be irresponsible, but some may also be acting out of desperation."

"Dad! Daddy!"

The big-headed ghost baby switched to another finger and grinned foolishly at Chen Yang.

Hey!
"........."

"never mind."

"Anyway, your resentment has been dispelled, so there's no point in lecturing you with these grand principles... Go down here and be a good ghost, and try to be reborn into a good family!"

Chen Yang took a running start and launched a flying kick...

boom!
"Take care!"

The big-headed ghost baby was kicked and sent flying, screaming "Ahhh!" as it spun around and flew into the doorway.

"It's done, call it quits!"

As soon as Chen Yang had a thought, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the illusory portal of the "Gate of Life and Death" also disappeared without a trace.

He turned to look at Gu Jinghui, and seeing Gu Jinghui staring in disbelief, he couldn't help but yell, "What are you still standing there for... Find someone, dig up the remains!"

"........."

Gu Jinghui snapped out of his daze and called Su Jianjun.

Upon hearing that the vengeful ghost had been "eliminated" by Chen Yang, Su Jianjun was overjoyed and said, "Good, I'll send someone over right away."

A dozen minutes later, Su Jianjun arrived at Houcun with his men.

Wang Lin and He Wanzhong also came.

Chen Yang pointed to a bridge pier and said, "The remains of that teacher, Ms. Zhang, are buried under this bridge pier. I promised her that I would send her remains back to her hometown to rest in peace... Everyone, please help me dig them out."

Su Jianjun said, "Master Chen, should I call the forensic doctor?"

"No need."

Chen Yang said, "Teacher Zhang was forced to his death, and more than forty years have passed. What's the point of calling a forensic doctor?"

Su Jianjun ordered his men to set up a cordon, and he personally led the way into the river.

The river is only a little over one meter deep.

The area around the bridge piers should be shallower.

Chen Yang didn't start digging, but he followed them into the river.

He observed carefully and found a small hole near the bottom of the bridge pier. He didn't know what kind of animal had dug it. It was only the size of a fist, and water would flow into the hole when the river was flowing.

A faint "black mist" was rising from the small hole.

At this time, the lingering yin energy of "Teacher Zhang" was present.

Chen Yang pointed to the small hole and said, "Dig from here."

Wucheng is located on the Loess Plateau, where the soil is loose. Even along the riverbank, there aren't many pebbles or gravel. Several detectives took turns working, and soon someone said, "Team Leader Su, we've found it..."

Someone dug up a worn-out military green canvas bag.

Gu Jinghui exclaimed excitedly, "That's right... it's Teacher Zhang's stuff!"

Several officers from the Criminal Investigation Division looked over curiously.

They were unaware of Gu Jinghui's previous dream.

Gu Jinghui ignored him and ran over to pull the military green canvas bag out of the ground... and then handed it to Chen Yang.

"Here you go... Also, find another umbrella and a piece of black cloth. The rain hasn't stopped yet, so Teacher Zhang won't get wet."

Chen Yang stopped the officers from the Criminal Investigation Division, stepped forward to recite the "Soothing Earth Mantra," and only after finishing did he say, "Dig."

aside.

He Wanzhong's eyes flickered uncertainly.

The Earth-Soothing Incantation! Three generations of his family used to travel the streets and alleys helping people with "divination," so naturally they knew what the Earth-Soothing Incantation was…

"and many more……"

"Who exactly is Chen Yang?"

He Wanzhong was confused.

Previously, everyone thought Chen Yang was a vengeful ghost in red... but at the old Shangqiao Hospital, Chen Yang said that he was not a ghost, but that he cultivated a special technique, and He Wanzhong believed him.

However, in Fang Wenhe's villa, the pointer of his magical compass kept following Chen Yang's movements... This made He Wanzhong suspicious of Chen Yang's identity!

but……

If he really is a ghost, why are there so many rules and regulations?
They break the ground to dig up the bones and chant the "Soothing Earth Mantra"?
In a flash, someone else said, "Master Chen... bones!"

This time, a skull was unearthed.

"Where's the black cloth we found?"

Chen Yang said, "Find a dry place and spread it out!"

He personally removed the bones one by one, wiped the dirt off the bones, and placed them on a black cloth.

at this time……

A large group of villagers from Shanshui Village came over from the riverbank.

The leaders among the villagers were Fang Wenhe's son and his daughter, who had just arrived after learning of her father's death, along with some elderly people from the village!

"Put down the remains!"

"Who gave you permission to dig!"

"This skeleton has caused immense harm... It killed my father, my mother, and also Uncle Zhang and Uncle Feng. It should be imprisoned under the Bridge of Female Ghosts for eternity, never to be reincarnated. You can forget about taking the skeleton away!"

Fang Wenhe's son was about to jump into the river when he was stopped by the Criminal Investigation Department.

Some young people in the village were also taking pictures like crazy with their phones!

What are you all doing?

Su Jianjun got ashore.

As the captain of the Criminal Investigation Division, he had a strong voice, and after he shouted, the old men quieted down.

His gaze swept over the group of villagers, and he said coldly, "You dare to cause trouble at the scene of a crime? Do you want to be taken to the police station for a chat?"

"Sir, that skeleton must not be moved!"

Fang Wenhe's son, his eyes red-rimmed, said, "Since she killed my parents, she should be imprisoned under the bridge forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking——

"I've already promised Teacher Zhang that I would bring her remains back to her roots. How can I take her away if I don't dig her up?"

Chen Yang walked up from under the bridge.

He came up behind Su Jianjun, his gaze sweeping over the villagers, and sneered, "You think nobody knows what happened back then? You actually dare to come and obstruct the Criminal Investigation Division from handling a case?"

"The deaths of Fang Wenhe and his wife, along with the other two deceased in the village, are the result of karma... As for what they did and how that corpse died, I'm sure you all know the truth!"

"Who are you?"

Someone pointed their phone at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang flicked his finger—

call out!
A wisp of yin energy shot out, shattering the phone that was being filmed directly into pieces.

This one move immediately stunned the villagers!
Chen Yang took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Rub your fingers together...

Snapped!
A cluster of green will-o'-the-wisps emerged from his fingertips, lighting a cigarette.

His gaze swept over the villagers, and he sneered, "You came out to stop me from taking away the remains... I can probably guess why. After all, some of the people who drove Teacher Zhang to her death are still alive. Are you afraid she'll settle scores with you later?"

An old man's expression changed: "You're talking nonsense! Teacher Zhang was unfaithful; she hanged herself!"

"You know perfectly well how Teacher Zhang died..."

Chen Yang said, "I can't be bothered with what happened back then. I just want to take away Teacher Zhang's remains today... If anyone tries to stop me, don't blame me for being impolite!"

As she spoke, she looked at Fang Wenhe's son.

Chen Yang noticed a layer of... hazy gray mist on his body!

This gray aura was barely visible to the naked eye; it was deathly still, giving the impression of the deathly aura emanating from an old man on his deathbed.

this person……

I'm dying!
Chen Yang understood immediately and said, "You're Fang Wenhe's son, right? Your parents' deaths were entirely their own fault. Stop causing trouble and go back to handle their funeral arrangements as soon as possible..."

"Remember to get yourself a good coffin; you're not far from death."

At this point, Chen Yang changed the subject, saying, "By the way, I own a funeral shop in the city. You can contact me if you need anything... I also know the owner of a coffin shop, and I can give you a 9% discount!"

Doing business.

We still need to run ads!
You have to love what you do; you can't just talk the talk!

"you you!"

Fang Wenhe's son was consumed by rage; his face flushed red, and he roared, "What's your badge number? I'm going to file a complaint against you... I'm going to file a complaint against you!!!"

(End of this chapter)