The male supporting character was actually myself.

As he spoke, he took out a thumb-thick incense stick from the bag he was carrying, lit it, and circled it three times around Murong Liangchen.

A strong, strange fragrance filled the room. Murong Liangchen, who seemed to be asleep, coughed weakly a few times after smelling it, slowly slackned his heavy eyelids, and barely opened his eyes.

"Hiss... I feel so uncomfortable, my whole body aches and my hands and feet feel so heavy that I can't lift them..." Murong Liangchen's voice was hoarse as if he was about to die.

Bai Ling stepped forward and glanced at him, noticing that his sallow cheeks had sunken slightly, as if he had lost more than ten pounds overnight.

Wang Baoyi said in a deep voice, "Mr. Murong, the next question concerns your life or death, so please answer it seriously. Where did the soul-capturing underworld messenger take you last night? What did they do? Your current condition is very bad, and if you hide anything, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

last night?

Soul capture? Underworld messengers?

Murong Liangchen, who had just regained consciousness, was momentarily stunned. Then, his rusty brain slowly turned over and he thought for a moment.

Yes! That's right, a ghostly messenger came by, and the iron chains binding my neck and wrists made them feel cold and painful...

What else happened...?

Murong Liangchen suddenly realized that he had admitted in front of the Celestial Masters that he was not Murong Jiangchen!

His eyes widened immediately, and he hurriedly explained weakly, "Master Wang, regarding Murong Jiangchen's identity... this is a secret of our Murong family. As long as everyone keeps quiet, I certainly won't treat you unfairly..."

"No problem, no problem, but it's more important to tell me where you went last night." Wang Baoyi, who was anxious, didn't shut down the conversation. He had already decided to use this as leverage to find a long-term sugar daddy, and he wouldn't refuse if the other party offered him money.

Seeing that the other party was reacting too slowly, Wang Baoyi asked probingly, "Where did the underworld officials take you? Were you tortured?"

Chapter Thirty-Two Nightmare

Wang Baoyi's heart pounded with anxiety. What exactly did the underworld messengers do with Murong Liangchen's soul last night?

He tried to subtly inquire with the underworld official but couldn't get any information. He didn't know if the official was genuinely unaware or deliberately concealing the truth. If he was unaware, it meant it was merely a private act by the soul-collecting officials; but if he was aware and deliberately concealing it, there were far too many things to ponder!

Is it...

Murong Jiangchen has filed a lawsuit against himself in the Underworld?!

Was the underworld official's purpose in detaining Murong Liangchen's soul to help investigate the matter? And were his so-called warnings just a way to appease him and avoid arousing suspicion?

Various speculations made Wang Baoyi increasingly uneasy. He heard that there was no movement inside again, and Murong Liangchen's soul seemed to be extremely yin. He wondered if the imposter was being tortured in the underworld.

"Have someone come and break down the door! We can't wait any longer!" Wang Baoyi became increasingly anxious and hurriedly instructed the steward.

The other party didn't hesitate and immediately called over several burly bodyguards.

I bumped into the door lock last night; it wasn't broken, but it wasn't as sturdy anymore. So, after a few quick moves, I managed to open the bedroom door, which then slammed against the wall with a loud thud.

Even so, Murong Liangchen was not awakened.

He was still lying on the comfortable and luxurious bed, still covered in the stench of sweat and fully clothed. In the dim light, his body sank into the soft blankets, creating a large, human-shaped crater.

"What's that smell...?" The people who rushed in couldn't help but cover their noses with their hands.

Wang Baoyi immediately noticed the intense yin energy surrounding Murong Liangchen and frowned, softly instructing, "Go and draw back the curtains to let the sunlight in."

The housekeeper strode forward and with a "rip," pulled back the heavy curtains. The bright midday sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, instantly making the entire room dazzlingly bright.

The bathroom door, which had been smashed, remained untouched, and the glass was still scattered all over the floor as if it had been there the night before. The entire bedroom looked very messy and chaotic.

"Did you see the yin energy on him?" Wang Baoyi asked with a solemn expression.

The four junior Taoist priests stepped forward, glanced at the document, and all nodded.

“Grandmaster Uncle, the yin energy around him is so strange, it doesn’t seem like he’s being haunted by a vengeful ghost.”

"I've never seen such yin energy before. It doesn't seem like it's wrapped around his body; it's more like it's emanating from within him!"

"Is this what it means for yin energy to enter the body?"

"How can so much yin energy enter my body? And most of it is coming from my chest, abdomen, and lower body, it's so strange..."

…………

The young Taoist masters, rarely having the opportunity for on-site teaching, gathered around Murong Liangchen's body, pointing and studying it.

This matter is of great importance, and if not handled properly, it could very likely involve other people's karma. Therefore, Wang Baoyi did not want the news of the real and fake Murong Jiangchen to leak out of Tingfeng Valley, so he made an excuse to send the steward away.

Hearing a group of Taoist masters discussing the issue of yin energy entering the body, and seeing the young master's sallow complexion and weak breathing, the other party was also frightened and his heart was pounding. When he heard the Taoist masters tell him to go out, he felt as if he had received a pardon and hurriedly ran out to disperse the crowd of onlookers at the door.

"Oh dear, I peeked out and saw that he's exhaling more than he's inhaling; I'm afraid he's not going to make it!"

"Although I was terrified last night, I was at least still okay. How could I be on the verge of death after just one night?"

"Oh no, has it been possessed by a vengeful ghost?"

"Didn't the exorcists say last night there were no ghosts? How did things turn out like this?"

"Am I right? Rexiao got married and held a celebration before a year had passed, which must have been a clash!"

"The young mistress is still abroad. She made a fortune after her husband died not long after her marriage. Now that the Murong family has no one else, won't all the property go to her?"

"Since we got married, they've always managed the company. It's only right that it belongs to them."

"What a pity! That's the downside of only having one child. If something unexpected happens, you kick the bucket and everything is gone!"

"Having two children is even more distressing because it's hard to treat them equally. Besides, he's the only son, and he doesn't even visit his parents' graves or burn incense. He got married happily less than a year after his parents died. Ha, it would be better to raise a dog..."

…………

The servants and bodyguards were dispersed by the butler, but none of them were in the mood to work. They gathered in small groups in the garden and whispered among themselves.

Wang Baoyi looked around to make sure no one was watching before instructing, "The Celestial Master's duty is to uphold justice in both the Yin and Yang realms. As for the grudges and affections in the human world, they are none of our business. Never get involved in other people's karma, otherwise, even if you accumulate good deeds, it will be of no use if you carry too much karma."

Whether the person lying on the bed is Murong Liangchen or Murong Jiangchen is none of our business.

We were hired to solve the ghost story, so we followed our employer's instructions. Last night, he was taken away by underworld officials, and we don't know what he did in the underworld. The yin energy should have entered his body from that time.

Such a strong concentration of yin energy in the chest, abdomen, and lower body strongly suggests that the person has been subjected to torture, resulting in such a severe condition.

We need to know about his experiences in the underworld in order to make a comprehensive judgment on whether to continue accepting the commission.

See his current half-awake, dazed state? This is a classic case of being possessed by a nightmare due to excessive yin energy. "Zhang Xiaoxiao, tell me, what can I do to break free from this nightmare?"

When her grandmaster suddenly asked a question, the slightly chubby Zhang Xiaoxiao hurriedly replied, "The simplest way is to use the Nightmare-Breaking Incense. Light it and circle it three times around the person being haunted to break the nightmare; if you don't have Nightmare-Breaking Incense, you can also use the Celestial Master's own Yang energy to break the nightmare; or..."

She rattled off seven or eight methods in a row, and Wang Baoyi nodded in satisfaction. "That's a very good answer. If you wake someone up directly from a nightmare with such heavy yin energy, the nightmare will remain in their mind, causing them to hallucinate or be haunted by nightmares even after they fall asleep again."

As he spoke, he took out a thumb-thick incense stick from the bag he was carrying, lit it, and circled it three times around Murong Liangchen.

A strong, strange fragrance filled the room. Murong Liangchen, who seemed to be asleep, coughed weakly a few times after smelling it, slowly slackned his heavy eyelids, and barely opened his eyes.

"Hiss... I feel so uncomfortable, my whole body aches and my hands and feet feel so heavy that I can't lift them..." Murong Liangchen's voice was hoarse as if he was about to die.

Bai Ling stepped forward and glanced at him, noticing that his sallow cheeks had sunken slightly, as if he had lost more than ten pounds overnight.

Wang Baoyi said in a deep voice, "Mr. Murong, the next question concerns your life or death, so please answer it seriously. Where did the soul-capturing underworld messenger take you last night? What did they do? Your current condition is very bad, and if you hide anything, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

last night?

Soul capture? Underworld messengers?

Murong Liangchen, who had just regained consciousness, was momentarily stunned. Then, his rusty brain slowly turned over and he thought for a moment.

Yes! That's right, a ghostly messenger came by, and the iron chains binding my neck and wrists made them feel cold and painful...

What else happened...?

Murong Liangchen suddenly realized that he had admitted in front of the Celestial Masters that he was not Murong Jiangchen!

His eyes widened immediately, and he hurriedly explained weakly, "Master Wang, regarding Murong Jiangchen's identity... this is a secret of our Murong family. As long as everyone keeps quiet, I certainly won't treat you unfairly..."

"No problem, no problem, but it's more important to tell me where you went last night." Wang Baoyi, who was anxious, didn't shut down the conversation. He had already decided to use this as leverage to find a long-term sugar daddy, and he wouldn't refuse if the other party offered him money.

Seeing that the other party was reacting too slowly, Wang Baoyi asked probingly, "Where did the underworld officials take you? Were you tortured?"

Chapter Thirty-Three That's a great place

Torture?

Murong Liangchen was stunned for a few seconds before his mind, which was finally clearing up, was flooded with memories like movie clips.

Villas, luxury cars, beautiful female ghosts, and delicious food from the underworld...

“I went to the underworld last night.” Murong Liangchen recalled the dreamlike experience and a slightly eerie smile appeared on his lips. “It was truly a wonderful place! Master Wang, can I prepare for the ritual now? I want to help the departed souls pass on and accumulate good karma as soon as possible.”

Wang Baoyi was taken aback. The underworld was a good place?!

How the hell did you come to that conclusion? The underworld is a typical place where the strong prey on the weak, and ghosts are eaten without even spitting out the bones!

Someone like you, who impersonates another person and dies without even a proper tombstone or offerings, will likely end up as a lonely ghost in the wilderness, with no relatives or friends in the human world to burn paper money for you.

In the human realm, one might be able to commit murder undetected, but in the underworld, even minor acts like devouring ghosts don't significantly help reverse the situation; serious cases will result in being directly expelled by the laws and banished to the Netherworld.

Once you get there, you'll truly be condemned to eternal damnation!

After all, the eighteen levels of hell are merely places for suffering and atonement. Once atonement is complete, there's a possibility of being sent back to the ghost market. But if one were to enter the underworld...

“It’s not enough to just pay money to hold a religious ceremony. Mr. Murong must be present and participate in the entire process.” He explained with a furrowed brow, “Given your current physical condition, you simply cannot endure it. Spending money will be of no use and will not help you offset the good karma accumulated from your sins.”

Mr. Murong, could you please tell me the details of your itinerary and experiences last night?

Your condition is very serious; if you don't find a way to expel it, you may become seriously ill!

He recalled what Murong Jiangchen had said when he tried to stop him from eating ghost food, and thought to himself that he had indeed lost control of his appetite. It seemed that he had too much yin energy in his body.

"Can Master Wang help me expel the yin energy?" Murong Liangchen smiled, but the smile on his sallow face and sunken cheeks looked sinister.

Faced with his sugar daddy, Wang Baoyi could only patiently explain, "I need to know the specific reason why your body was invaded by yin energy before I can know whether it can be cured. What exactly happened to you?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Murong Liangchen thought carefully and felt that he couldn't reveal the truth about Murong Jiangchen's request for peace, otherwise wouldn't that pretentious bastard give up and leave him with no leverage?

Thinking of this, he forced a smile and lowered his voice, saying, "The underworld messenger said I was lucky enough to experience a day trip to the underworld, so he took me for a walk around there. The messenger was quite easy to talk to, so I promised him a lot of money by burning paper money. He treated me to good food and drink there, and didn't do anything else."

Delicious food and drinks?!

The information provided by the other party left Wang Baoyi somewhat bewildered.

The idea of ​​a day trip to the underworld does exist, but the underworld officials usually take people to places like the eighteen levels of hell for educational purposes. How could they eat and drink there? Do you really think it's a vacation?

However, if a large sum of money is promised...

He wasn't sure if it would work, but if he ate too much ghost food, the yin energy would definitely enter his body and he wouldn't be able to use external force to expel it. He could only slowly consume it with his own yang energy, and he would inevitably fall seriously ill.

He wondered if the soul-collecting underworld official had secretly accepted bribes from Murong Jiangchen and deliberately tricked him into eating and drinking. But since this matter was none of his concern, and Murong Liangchen seemed quite pleased with himself, he decided not to enlighten him to avoid causing any further trouble.