Chapter 39: Chapter 37: A New Mission
"Do you think he’s half-human, half-ghost?"
"He wouldn’t happen to cultivate some kind of sinister technique, would he?" The man was just joking.
"Slap!"
The response he got was a cold slap from Wan Yu.
"Don’t talk nonsense, this person isn’t to be messed with."
"I’m warning all of you, pretend today’s events never happened, and you never saw this person." Wan Yu warned the crowd again.
"Understood, senior brother." The chubby man responded seriously, not daring to joke around.
Seeing the senior brother’s serious expression, no one present dared to speak further.
They remembered the last time the senior brother was this serious was when a junior brother was killed by a ghost.
He’d report the situation about Mo Lin to his master once he returned.
.....
Mo Lin knew nothing about the events at Qi Daoist Temple.
It was already late at night when Mo Lin got home.
Ghosts don’t need to sleep.
But Mo Lin does need sleep.
So tired...
Mo Lin suddenly realized something; the ghost-controlling job is not easy at all.
This job demands too many late nights.
People who don’t like staying up can’t really do this job.
"Sir...I’ve found the person."
Mo Lin was just about to drift off when the sudden voice jolted him awake.
Li Xue made no sound at all... just appeared in the room out of nowhere.
"Can you knock next time?" Mo Lin asked Li Xue.
"Knock? "
Li Xue slowly replied, "I don’t need to knock, nor use the door."
Evidently, he didn’t get what Mo Lin meant.
"I prefer ghost messengers with manners... I like people knocking before entering my room..."
"Oh..."
Li Xue uttered a sound, then left the room, "Knock Knock..."
He threw in the knocking gesture.
"You’ve already come in and then went out to knock? "
"Okay...I don’t get it."
Mo Lin was a bit exasperated by Li Xue.
"Come in now..." Mo Lin said cooperatively.
It was then that Li Xue entered and said again, "Sir, I found out who sneaked in a few days ago."
"Who was it?"
"It was Xianyun’s cousin, Xianwu Hai. He brought some people, trying to steal something." Li Xue truthfully reported.
"Alright, got it."
Mo Lin didn’t have anything valuable at his place worth stealing.
His valuable items were always with him, so he wasn’t worried about theft.
Today, inexplicably, he encountered a nightmare-level ghost, Hong Ye, and a few days ago, ran into Yin Xiaohua.
It made Mo Lin certain of one thing: his probability of encountering ghosts was higher than an average person’s.
The explanation would be similar magnetic fields, which increased his likelihood of meeting ghosts.
Mo Lin is human, but he’s also a part of the Yin Department, resembling the magnetic field of ghosts, which leads to frequent ghost encounters.
This was knowledge from a lecture Mo Lin’s previous teacher gave him.
Anyway, Mo Lin isn’t afraid of ghosts...
Encountering a ghost, just capture them.
Mo Lin currently has over a dozen ghosts he caught before in his pocket.
These low-level ghosts have nowhere else to be placed.
Mo Lin decided to craft a ghost artifact to contain ghosts.
This way, he’d have more space for ghosts.
A ghost artifact for storing ghosts is quite special.
This type of ghost artifact is designed for permanent use and requires a lot of materials to make.
Mo Lin planned to go to the materials market tomorrow morning to purchase some supplies.
Mo Lin habitually checks his phone before sleeping.
Mo Lin opened the Yun Chuan Ghost-Controlling Society group chat.
Inside were loads of ghost-capturing information.
Mo Lin glanced through them; they were mostly about capturing little ghosts, which didn’t interest him.
Mo Lin scrolled down and found a task that piqued his interest.
"Task 14: Minghai Building, four deaths, need personnel to assess the situation, danger level 3, task reward 300 Netherworld Currency."
Mo Lin: "Task 14, I’ll take it."
Mo Lin accepted the task, not for the 300 Netherworld Currency reward.
He was more curious about what kind of ghost was at Minghai Building.
Administrator: "Okay, I’ll register you. Please arrive at Minghai Building by 8 AM tomorrow morning, someone will meet you there."
Mo Lin: "Alright."
Yun Lin: "@Mo Lin, weren’t you with Feng Mingyu all day today?"
Mo Lin: "Yeah, why?"
Yun Lin: "Has Feng Mingyu gone home? I messaged her, but she hasn’t responded."
Mo Lin: "She probably went through too much and is tired."
Just then, Feng Mingyu, who had been lurking, posted a message.
Feng Mingyu: "Today so many things challenged my perspective, I was almost scared out of my wits, I’m just now getting my bearings."
Feng Mingyu was indeed very scared today.
Although she regularly undertakes some ghost-catching missions,
they’re usually just little ghosts, about everyday-level ones.
The most formidable ones were at the danger level.
Going out once with Mo Lin, she encountered nightmare-level ghosts, scaring her to death.
One trip with Mo Lin was more excitement than she ever wanted in her lifetime.
Feng Mingyu: "I never want to do missions with Mo Lin again, it’s too scary, o(╥﹏╥)o."
Yun Lin: "Ah... What happened?"
Feng Mingyu: "o(╥﹏╥)o, it was incredibly terrifying."
Mo Lin didn’t continue chatting; he went straight to sleep.
After all, he still had a task to handle in the morning.
....
Minghai Building.
"This situation’s tricky, we ordinary folks can’t manage it," a uniformed man said deeply, with a cigarette between his right fingers, releasing a puff of smoke.
Ever since the eerie phenomena began.
Many cases have been handed to the Ghost-Controlling Society to handle, leaving these lower-level staffers to deal with security and aftermaths.
As for investigating cases, it’s left to the Ghost-Controlling Society.
Zhao Hu, along with several subordinates, stood guard over Minghai Building, keeping strangers at bay.
They only needed to wait for the Ghost-Controlling Master to come and resolve the matter.
"Hey...no entry here, it’s dangerous, move along," Zhao Hu warned a man in a black cap entering the building.
"Bang!"
A shot echoed through the air.
Zhao Hu fell quickly to the ground.
The man in the black cap, holding a black handgun, quickened his pace into Minghai Building.
"Zhao... Zhao..."
A man, realizing what happened, hurried forward to support Zhao Hu.
He found something to stanch Zhao Hu’s bleeding and swiftly dialed 120.
"Dangerous individual... Hurry, call headquarters."
Zhao Hu, weakly advised, "Hurry and contact the Ghost-Controlling Society..."
Mo Lin just arrived at Minghai Building by car when he heard a gunshot.
He hastened to Minghai Building but was still a step too late.
When Mo Lin appeared, he saw Zhao Hu shot in the right abdomen.
Crimson blood covered his palm, and Zhao Hu’s face was pale, bloodless.
Subsequently, Zhao Hu was lifted onto an ambulance and transported to the hospital.
"I’m with the Ghost-Controlling Society, handling the Minghai Building task, what happened?" Mo Lin asked a nearby man.
The man recapped the main events to Mo Lin.
Two nights ago at Minghai Building, four people died.
They were all burned to death.
No fire had broken out at Minghai Building, yet four people were burned to death, so Zhao Hu suspected it was a ghostly event.
This was reported to the Ghost-Controlling Society to tackle.
All aspects of the situation seemed reasonable.
The only unreasonable twist was someone suddenly showing up with a gun and opening fire.