Nine Netherworld Demon Subduing Record

Fu Qing felt an unusual familiarity with this scene.

This aura, these pupils—it's clearly the ability of the woman who was with Chen Xing'an earlier.

"Is he here too?"

At this moment, the woman slowly walked up the stairs, accompanied by Chen Xing'an.

Fu Qing was delighted to see this.

Upon seeing this, the figure behind him quickly lowered his body, as if trying to escape.

But Chen Xing'an didn't give him that chance. With a flick of his hand, the talismans lit up and stuck to the spot where the figure had disappeared. The figure's shoulder was struck by the talisman, and blood gushed out.

Fu Qing couldn't see how Chen Xing'an's talisman flew in; the speed was a bit too fast.

"Mr. Zhuang!" Chen Xing'an shouted.

As soon as the woman called Mr. Zhuang moved her hands, the black lines on the ground extended to a certain place. The figure in black emerged from that place and saw the black lines crawling onto his body. Then, a series of eyes opened and stared straight at him.

Fu Qing crossed his arms, and the talisman with silk threads wrapped around the dark figure several times, firmly binding the figure in place, making it unable to move.

The two nodded, and the woman lowered her arms. The black lines on the floor, following the grain of the wood, returned to the woman.

Chen Xing'an secretly pinched a talisman with his fingers and slowly walked towards the bound figure. As he passed Fu Qing, he glanced at Fu Qing.

He walked over, and the talisman in his hand shone brightly. Only then did Fu Qing see the man's appearance.

His entire body was covered by a layer of black, water-like substance, with only half of his face showing.

"This... venom?"

Fu Qing looked at the man; the substance on his body was indeed very similar to Venom from Hollywood movies.

He raised his head and glanced at Chen Xing'an. His eyes, the only part of his face visible, were bloodshot and the area around them was terribly red. Chen Xing'an placed a talisman on the man's head, and the man's head immediately drooped down.

"Are they catching zombies?" Fu Qing felt that this situation was too familiar to him. It was the same method of subduing zombies in old zombie movies, and even the yellow talisman was exactly the same.

With a flick of his hand, all the wooden talismans that were hovering around him flew into Chen Xing'an's hand.

Chen Xing'an lifted the figure's arm and hoisted it onto his back. As he passed Fu Qing, he glanced at Fu Qing once more.

Fu Qing didn't know why he was looking at her like that.

"Could it be because he saw that I'm a Taoist priest? But there are so many Taoist priests in the city, it wouldn't be strange if he saw me, would it?"

"Thank you, Brother Chen, for saving me again." Fu Qing was full of gratitude towards Chen Xing'an.

"It was Mr. Zhuang who discovered the unusual spiritual energy fluctuations here. Let's not talk about that now. Come back with us."

"Me?" Fu Qing pointed to himself.

Chen Xing'an nodded, picked up the man, and slowly walked down the stairs. Mr. Zhuang was already waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

"What am I supposed to do with them? To give a statement?"

Fu Qing was puzzled, but he still quickly followed.

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Inside the carriage.

The black, viscous substance on the figure had now disappeared, revealing him to be dressed in hemp clothing, with a strong and muscular build, clearly a manual laborer.

Mr. Zhuang did not accompany them, and got off the carriage at a street corner. At this time, only he and Chen Xing'an were in the carriage.

"Tell me about your encounter with this man," Chen Xing'an said, staring at the laborer's figure as he moved his hands over the man's body without looking up.

Fu Qing understood that this question was directed at him, so he told Chen Xing'an everything that had happened.

"Old Zhang?" Chen Xing'an muttered, deep in thought.

"It seems their target is that lacquered case. What's inside it?"

"They're just some rubbings of records about the secluded realm, nothing special."

After saying that, he looked up at Fu Qing and slowly smiled, "I didn't expect you to handle it so well and not get hurt by this thing."

Fu Qing only wanted to say that he was already injured. He touched his neck and found only a shallow cut, with not much blood flowing out.

However, he also noticed the wording used by Chen Xing'an.

"thing……"

He glanced at the man on the ground again and saw that the man's face was pale, as if he were dead.

"Who is he?"

Chen Xing'an seemed to consider it for a moment before speaking, "The laborer who went missing at the dock a few days ago."

Upon hearing this, Fu Qing was taken aback. Why would a dockworker who had been missing for a long time go to the library?

But at the same time, he also understood that the cases of the past few days were probably not simple and that they were likely related to Taoist priests or supernatural events.

However, he was curious: Chen Xing'an seemed to know that he was a Taoist master, but how did he find out?

Since Chen Xing'an didn't bring it up, Fu Qing didn't want to ask any more questions.

Seeing that the carriage showed no sign of stopping, Fu Qing lifted the curtain and discovered that the carriage was heading towards the center of the lake.

"Brother Chen, where are we going?"

Chen Xing'an didn't say much, but simply told Fu Qing to wait a moment.

About ten minutes later, the carriage finally stopped in front of a huge hexagonal pavilion.

The pavilion was very strange in design, resembling a pagoda, but much wider, with each of its six corners facing a pagoda.

"The Pavilion of Exploring the Mysterious"?

Fu Qing looked at the large characters painted on the surface, feeling extremely shocked.

He never expected that the tiny building he saw on the giant bird on his first day in the city would be so magnificent. The Dao Asking Pavilion was about seven or eight stories high and nearly a hundred meters wide. In China, it would be nothing special, but this was an ancient world, so it was quite large.

Chen Xing'an carried the man inside, and Fu Qing quickly followed.

He had already learned from the lacquered box that the records about the Nine Netherworlds all came from this Exploring the Netherworld Pavilion, and he couldn't help but feel excited. There must be clues to the Shattered Heaven Netherworld here.

Upon approaching the front hall, it was not the simple and rustic appearance that Fu Qing had imagined. The front hall was brightly lit, and there were not many people in the hall at this time. Fu Qing only saw a few tables, which he guessed were the places where business was conducted.

As Fu Qing walked through the hall, he saw the officials dressed like the bearded man. When they saw Chen Xing'an approaching, they quickly went to greet the two of them.

Chen Xing'an simply handed the laborer's figure to the two officers and said, "Here you go, examine the body."

The two men nodded, took the laborer, and left.

"A corpse?" Fu Qing was inevitably frightened. He was shocked to see the laborer being carried away. This was the first time in his life that he had ever seen a corpse.

Moreover, this corpse had been fighting with him not long ago.

"Come with me." Chen Xing'an beckoned to Fu Qing, and the two walked through a long corridor until they arrived at a vermilion gate.

Fu Qing realized that he recognized the male prostitute at the door. The male prostitute obviously did not remember Fu Qing and gave him a smiling look.

"You go in first. If there are no special circumstances in the next few days, you should be able to come out on the third day."

"Come out?" Fu Qing was stunned.

Does this mean they've brought me to jail?

What did I do wrong?