Chapter 18 The Door

　　"So he's here to demonstrate?" Qin Night rubbed his cell phone thoughtfully and finally pressed the answer button. 　　It was on speakerphone. 　　There was no sound. 　　It was like a connection to an endless and deep hell. 　　A sudden dead silence. 　　Just twenty seconds later, there was suddenly one more sound. 　　It was water drops. 　　The sound of water drops falling from mid-air onto the ground. 　　The ticking ...... ticking ...... silence was so quiet that it made people's hearts flutter. 　　"Uh...... uh uh uh uh ......" Just then, there was finally a different sound on the other side of the phone, very faint, but continuous. 　　It was like the sound of a man who had been locked underground without water for decades, who kept opening his mouth and inhaling in short bursts, and it came out of his broken throat as if it were scratching through glass slivers. 　　"Poor review yo pro." Qin Night spoke up, "This kind of nineties ghost movie way don't take it out now, low end! Not that I'm talking about you, as a ghost of the new era can you move with the times a bit? Is it fun to copy the dubbing of the curse? Did you ask Ms. Gamako for her copyright?" 　　"Don't ......" a low and hoarse voice came from the other side of the phone, broken as if playing an old tape recorder. 　　Qin Night snorted, "Don't? Don't what don't? Now you know you're afraid? Wasn't the other day playing very harpy?" 　　However, the cell phone side of the unheard, the voice in accordance with the same repressed frequency, hoarsely spoke: "pipe ......" 　　"Idle ......" 　　"Matter!" 　　Duh - after saying these words, the phone immediately hung up. 　　"Temper see long ah ......" Qin night convergence of face cynical color, looking at the table's soul sealing ball said, "How is it?" 　　"Very informative." Alsace pondered for a moment before speaking, "First, you need to know a ghost's grading. According to the S to E grading, there are actually corresponding classifications." 　　"Grade E corresponds to ordinary souls, which are also known as natural spirits.D corresponds to grudge spirits, where the obsession is too strong before death, and the soul condenses and does not disperse after death. It becomes a grudge spirit. This kind of grudge spirit only has ordinary instincts." 　　"D corresponds to Evil Spirits, Evil Spirits already have the essence of being able to infest one's thoughts and influence certain external objects, once discovered they must be eradicated. Moreover, they already have a certain way of thinking, and conversation is no different from humans." 　　"This ghostly creature, its speech is stuttering and rather unintelligent. It shouldn't have evolved to a Class D Evil Spirit. Using the correct academic name, it's either a pseudo-evil spirit or a grudge spirit." Alsace said in a deep voice, "This means that ...... she has never truly mastered the Yan Luo Seal Fragment. The strength will never be too strong. It's in the range of your ability." 　　"Not should be." Qin Night gently rubbed his cell phone and said decisively after a few seconds, "It's a certainty." 　　"She didn't react halfway to my sudden manner of speaking, and her voice didn't even change when she spoke. It shows that she is not conscious at all. Her existence is obsession, all she wants is for the Wang family to die. The others are not even in the picture." 　　He frowned slightly and paused for a few seconds before continuing, "But ...... have you thought about it, she is not strong enough, yet she dares to formally lay down a war against the Yinman, and she is even able to make a move against Wang Chenghao during the day. This is already beyond the realm of the Grieving Spirit." 　　Alsace was suddenly silent. It was only after a few seconds that he spoke faintly, "Do you know that ...... people are a very interesting creature." 　　"I'm curious to know, that day you slavishly bowed down to Meng on the Naihe Bridge, and before that, you were meticulously living, but now you're going toe-to-toe with this obviously problematic ghostly creature, and your thinking is like pulling out a silk cocoon, which one is the real you?" 　　From the time the phone was connected to Qin Night's sudden question, it was only a few seconds, yet the other party made the most correct choice. The seemingly nutrient-less question had gotten the answer they wanted. 　　The true strength of the other party! 　　And from the moment Qin Night opened his mouth, Alsace immediately understood what he was thinking. An old man, an old ghost, surprisingly matched seamlessly without any preliminaries. 　　"...... Please use accurate words, what do you mean by slavishly bending your knees, that's called tactical retreat." Qin Night spoke without any good humor, "I also want to mettle, but now there is no way to mettle, that ......" 　　Alsatia: "No need to live again?" 　　"No." Qin night melancholy opening: "Then you can jump over the wall in a hurry ......" 　　The young man's perception of himself is very accurate ah ...... Alsace for a moment actually felt good sense, no room for refutation. 　　"What are you going to do?" 　　Qin Night sneered, "Originally, I wanted to solve it from the root, and also leave myself a way back ...... but once Wang Chenghao went away, then there is no way." 　　"Kill the past." He said in a cold voice, "Dare to call the shots with the hell, really don't know how to die." 　　"Shouldn't ...... I be relieved? It seems like you suddenly hardened up a lot after you realized her true strength? I'm still a bit uncomfortable with the change in drawing style from Silver Soul to Dragon Ball which ......" 　　"...... What do you know, it's called a tactical choice." 　　Today's weather was very weird. Starting at three o'clock in the afternoon, the sky, which was originally cloudless, became cloudy. 　　Brushing and pulling ...... the wind gradually blew, and anyone could see that a rainstorm was soon to come. 　　At six o'clock, with a loud boom, greenish-white electric dragons swam in the sky that had become a potbelly. The entire ground was brightening and darkening with thunderous tremors. 　　"Heh ......" In the matter behind him, the wooden door noiselessly pushed open, and an oil paper umbrella slowly stretched out. Underneath, Qin Night, dressed in a pitch-black ghost messenger uniform, the governor of hell, opened the door at the moment of the devil. 　　Whew! With the wind and tide of the rainstorm instantly scraped up the corner of his robe, now six o'clock, I do not know if the network is more and more paranormal events, the government did not forcefully intervene, after six o'clock, the whole county was lifeless. Only the dim streetlights speak of civilization. 　　This is Funeral Street. 　　Wow! 　　Heavy rain poured down, countless silver threads between heaven and earth. On the streets that should be sparsely populated, a few people could drift by from time to time, both old and young. However, every single one of them was the color of green and white, and their entire body was only that one color. 　　A trace of smoke drifted out from them from time to time, and if one looked closely, all of the people did not really have their feet pointing on the ground, just like a puppet, monotonously and repetitively doing the same actions they did before they were born. 　　These were souls, and nature spirits. 　　"Because of the empty spaces in the earth, the souls have nowhere to go and are floating around." Alsace said softly, "A place that can no longer produce a consul ...... earth will soon see a great collapse." 　　Qin Night nodded slightly as the rainwater connected into a curtain of water at the edge of the oil-paper umbrella. As Qin Night walked farther and farther away, wherever he passed, those floating nature spirits were like emperors inspecting their ministers, obediently crouching on the ground and trembling. 　　Reason does not exist, but instinct remains. 　　The hook and soul rope at ...... the waist gently rattled. Qin Night narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the Haiyue Company, "Thunder and fury, the door to hell is open, how can you not die?" 　　Concerning their own life and death three days later, originally wanted to peacefully evolve, now there is no way to avoid it, that ...... whoever has to go out. 　　At the same time, in the building of the Haiyue Company, two blood red gazes seemed to sense something, and boomed in the thunderstorm toward the funeral street. 　　"Uh ...... uh uh uh uh ......" 　　Qin Night walked slowly, he saw the souls that were already floating everywhere in this county, the netherworld division took people, the idlers retreated, none of the souls dared to come close to him as a proper ghost messenger. 　　The county is not big, soon, he walked to the entrance of Haiyue Company. 　　This is a small five-story building, in this county has been counted conspicuous building. It should have been constructed in the 00's, and some traces of age could already be seen. And at this moment, the gate that should be tightly closed was silently open, with a dim light lit inside. As if the gate of hell. 　　"Ghost messenger ah ...... isn't it from hell?" Qin Night did not stop at all and took a step inside. 　　Inside was a large front desk, but unfortunately there was no one. Lightning flashed, illuminating the hall in black and white, and Qin Night walked to the elevator and pressed the button. Just a moment before the doors closed. The lights in the elevator snapped and flickered, completely going out. His gaze jumped steeply. 　　There was someone. 　　In the otherwise empty elevator, the elevator door that had just closed reflected behind himself ...... a woman with loose hair, head hung low, wearing a black dress and red high heels. 　　She, so quietly, stood behind her own shadow! 　　That blood-red eye, just under the cloaked hair, suddenly extinguished light, dead staring at himself. 　　In the moment when light and darkness met. 　　Zira ...... bizarrely, the elevator is still going up. An eerie sound rang out in the pitch black space. 　　"Uh ...... uh uh uh uh ......" right behind Qin Night! 　　In the darkness, Qin Night's hand had soundlessly touched the hilt of the blade. His ears were as gentle as a tiger, slowly moving, and his breathing had been suppressed to a minimum. 　　One person and one ghost, listening to each other in the darkness. 　　Sand ...... A cold wind, if any, blew the cold hairs on Qin Night s neck, and at the same time, a snowy meteor flashed steeply in the darkness. 　　That is the sword light. 　　Meteor flying jade bullet, sword falling autumn frost. 　　The sound of drawing and retracting the knife resounded in the darkness almost simultaneously, and in the next second, with a mournful scream, the lights came back on with a snap, and only Qin Night's figure was left in the elevator. The next second, the elevator suddenly opened. 　　The third floor. 　　He clearly pressed the fifth floor. 　　"Not only resisting arrest, but also assaulting the police." A thunder flashed, and Qin Night's hand held down the hilt of his knife was illuminated in it, "Then ...... this official will not be polite." 　　Before the words fell, the hook and soul rope on his waist clattered and crunched, instantly transforming into a dozen or so chains, rushing in all directions. 　　The chains seem to have no end, and with a roar, all the doors, desks, and data cabinets ...... on the third floor should be shattered! They are the eyes of Qin Night, the hooked claws at the end of the chains did not enter the wall, but in ten seconds, countless chains interlocked and coiled, dividing the entire first floor into countless areas. 　　White paper fluttered in the sky. 　　"Ding bell ......," Qin night waist side chains at the head end of a light ring, the surrounding gusts of silver bells do not know where to start, the tide of the sea. 　　"Escaped." Alsace said indifferently, "The strength is weaker than expected. How far did it think it could escape? There are only five layers, one layer blocking up, and with the thunder of heaven and earth outside, it will surely die as long as it dares to go out." 　　Qin Night didn't reply, his pupils were already glowing with white light. 　　The Ghost Messenger wasn't much of a high-ranking Yin Messenger, just like the village headman of the hell. They didn't have similar magical abilities like the Uncanny, Judge. In addition to the ghost messenger's sword in their hands, and the low end magic weapon like the Soul Hooking Rope at their waist, they relied on some of the perks of being a civil servant of the hell. 　　Tongyi pupil, the most basic benefits. Everything in the eyes becomes black and white, nothing to hide. Day and night didn't make a difference to the Underworlders. 　　"Escaped?" He pressed down hard on the hilt of the blade, "Yeah ...... the body is escaping, so tell me, what is this?" 　　Alsace also froze, stunned, "This is ......"