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Chapter 102 - He Came From Hell!!!

Chapter 102: He Came From Hell!!!

April 1, 2018.

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Chengdu.

Xiaoyu.

Breeze Level 3.

The underworld shop on the old street had been closed for a long time. Even the neighbors nearby did not know when the shop had opened.

This was because it was unlike the breakfast shops on the street where many people visited every day, and it was unlike the clothing shops where one could go shopping after work or try on clothes even if they did not want to.

Most people would rather not walk into a ghost shop for the rest of their lives.

Naturally, in his life, he had purposely neglected this underworld shop.

Of course.

When did it close?

Naturally, not many people paid attention to it. However, when they passed by occasionally, they were surprised to find that the door was closed.

There was a fat man who would stop at the door in a police car every few days. He would look at the closed shop and smoke a few cigarettes before leaving.

The hairdressers in the old street who ran the oldest and most passionate business could not bear to be disturbed. Every time, they would be so scared that they would send the guests who had just been invited into their rooms out.

Water bill

None of them dared to accept it.

The massage parlor next to the ghost store had also been closed for a long time. It was said that the boss was involved in a murder case before the New Year. Although she was cleared of her crimes, there were too many things going on at home and she hadn’t returned to Chengdu for a long time.

Occasionally, there would be old customers who would come over to reminisce about the lady boss’ culinary skills, but they did not know that if they kept asking her to massage them, they would feel much better. However, it was probably getting closer and closer to the day when they would enter the shop next door to choose their burial clothes.

Life was still like this.

The mahjong table in the teahouses and mahjong houses in the streets and alleys of Chengdu was filled with relaxation and leisure.

It was a leisurely city, a city that enjoyed itself. When winter had just passed and summer had yet to arrive, the entire city was immersed in its own snoring.

Pleasure.

Comfortable.

He would occasionally turn over.

A thin blanket.

Yeah.

Continue sleeping.

Of course, there were not many people on the old street at midnight. Other than a few supper stalls, there was not much business.

That underworld shop.

But it was bright.

The light was very dark and could only be vaguely seen. Ordinary people could not even see it.

There were two rows of chairs in the shop, and there were two chairs in the middle. A long-bearded man sat on one side, and a little girl sat on the other. She was pink and cute, and she was a little loli.

On both sides of the lower seat,

Someone was wearing linen clothes with long sleeves fluttering in the wind.

Someone was wearing a tall hat and swaying.

Some people’s eyes were aligned, occasionally turning.

Someone had a big belly, and it was so fat.

The smell of rouge on their faces was much stronger. In fact, it seemed unreal.

Whether they were laughing, picking their ears, or making a scene, they gave off an eerie feeling. They were like the 108 arhats in the temple, no matter how cute they looked.

As an adult, he did not dare laugh at them.

It was as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him from above.

If one took a closer look, they would realize that the style of these people’s clothes was very similar to the paper dolls placed in the corner of the shop. It was like the clothes that had been taken from the paper dolls had been worn on them.

Very funny.

What a joke?

But it was really this feeling.

Everyone’s lips had a strange shade of red, as if they were deliberately applying rouge on their lips. It was very exaggerated and very dazzling.

Jia Baoyu said that he loved to eat the rouge on his sisters’ lips, but if he saw the rouge here, he would probably be scared out of his wits.

In the air,

The smell of ashes filled the air.

In the middle of the room was a small brazier with charcoal inside. At the same time, stacks of notes would automatically fly over and burn in the charcoal.

At the door stood a woman, a long-haired woman.

She lowered her head slightly, and her long hair covered her face.

Her figure was graceful, and her physique was graceful…

If a normal person saw her, they would probably expect her to spread her hair so that they could see her face. Everyone had curiosity and desire for beauty.

However, none of the people present had such thoughts because they knew that this woman… was too ashamed.

“Not yet.”

The long-bearded man sitting next to the loli said with a deep voice and frowned slightly.

“Let’s wait a little longer.”

The loli said.

The long-bearded man nodded and said, “Protect your vital qi and try to delay our stay in the Yang Realm.”

Black talismans flew out from the long-bearded man’s sleeves and floated around him.

Everyone took a talisman and stuck it between their eyebrows. Even the long-bearded man stuck one on himself.

…

The entire store was silent. The people with the talisman on their foreheads stopped moving, as if they had been immobilized.

This made them look no different from the paper dolls that were already in the shop.

The loli stood up. She held a talisman in her hand and walked in front of the faceless woman.

The faceless woman slowly raised her head.

“My doppelganger is destroyed.”

“It’s just a doppelganger.” The loli did not mind.

“I was the one who stayed behind to monitor him,” the faceless woman reminded.

“Do you think there will be a place for him when I return?”

The loli smiled.

“He’s only temporarily taking over my duties and helping me manage the key to hell. A Tong City does not allow for a third ghost.”

“What about me?”

The faceless woman asked sharply.

“Without me, you wouldn’t have been able to lure him here.”

“There are two people in Tong City, including myself. One of them is on the verge of collapse. This is the spot I reserved for you.” The loli reached out and grabbed the tip of the faceless woman’s hair. “When this is over, I’ll arrange an identity for you to stay in the Yang Realm.”

The faceless woman lowered her head again.

“I’m curious about one thing. Why are you so obsessed with that guy? He’s just another toy created by Tong City. No, it’s just a gift.”

“Present?”

The faceless woman’s head that was hidden under her long hair chuckled dryly.

“In my opinion, this gift is heavier than the one you’re waiting for.”

The loli narrowed her eyes. She could hear the hidden meaning behind the faceless woman’s words. This woman, who was born on the Yellow Springs Road and was born in the Pond of Resentment, had existed for a long time. Naturally, she knew more things that no one knew.

“Oh, so I’ll have to interrogate him when I get back.”

The hair on the faceless woman’s face suddenly parted, and the faceless face started to form a girl’s face. Her expression was pained like she was struggling.

“She, you still can’t control it?” The loli was surprised.

“He’s struggling very hard,” the faceless woman replied. “His willpower is stronger than yours.”

The loli smiled and threw the talisman into the fire.

“In the end… it’s just a meaningless struggle.”

The flames were faint.

The night was dark.

Sparks flew from the charcoal brazier.

Slurp.

…

Slap!

The old street in the drizzle was slightly chilly. Small puddles could be seen everywhere on the uneven road.

A man wearing a sweater slowly walked on this muddy path.

His head was hidden under the hood, and his body seemed to blend into the darkness behind him.

“Meow.”

Beside him,

A white cat followed him gracefully.

Man and cat.

Under the dim light, two long shadows appeared.

There were occasional sounds of wind.

It was empty and indistinct, circling above the old street, not scattering for a long time.

The man was not big or tall, but he gave off a sharp presence. He was like a silent blade. As long as he was unsheathed, he would be able to cleave the dark curtain into pieces.

In front, there was a supper stall. The stall owner was a couple.

Tonight’s business was not good. Her husband sat beside her and kept coughing. Obviously, he had caught a cold.

The man walked to the stall.

The lady boss looked up and smiled when she saw the man.

“Long time no see.”

“Yes,” the man answered.

“Meow,” the white cat replied.

The lady boss started to make soup. Fish smooth soup. She knew he only ate this.

In the middle of the night, drinking a bowl of fresh and tender fish soup was a type of enjoyment. The years were peaceful, and nothing was better than this.

The boss was still coughing. When he saw the customer frowning while eating, he thought that the customer was looking down on him. He could only smile apologetically and turn away.

The man was stunned. He knew that his boss had misunderstood him. When he ate, he always had this kind of expression.

However, it was a little cold tonight.

Otherwise, when it came to food, he would save as much as he could and ignore as much as he could.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he gave the money. The man turned around and walked deeper into the old street. The white cat still followed behind him.

No matter how dark the night was,

People could always find their home.

The man walked to the door and stopped.

The white cat ran up the stairs and found a familiar spot.

Yes.

A familiar location.

Once upon a time,

His favorite thing to do was to pull out a chair and sit on the steps to enjoy the sun.

The lady boss of the massage parlor next door would even tease him about looking like an old man.

He turned to look next door. She had not returned.

Some people would never come back after they left, but there were also some people who were still looking at him after walking far away.

He thought that he had always been alone.

Even if he suddenly disappeared from this world, no one would notice that people who liked to be alone liked to paint themselves with the color of loneliness to gain a greater sense of security.

It was precisely because someone was looking at him that

It was precisely because someone cared about him that

That was why he came back.

He needed an explanation.

Give an explanation to those who care about you.

At the same time, he had to give himself an explanation.

Walking up the steps,

They arrived at the door.

He did not knock.

This was his home, and he had the key.

The moment the keyhole was inserted into the lock,

The long hair of the faceless woman behind the door suddenly fluttered.