onal fluctuation.……Outside the Abyss."It's been three days already, and Ping An hasn't returned. I wonder if something…"He Yuting stood at the edge of the abyss, her face etched with worry as she spok...Chapter 1292: Discovered

Chapter 1292: Discovered

Department of Reincarnation!

If Fengdu had a gateway to the outside world, and there was only one, it would undoubtedly be the Reincarnation Department!

Because only through the Reincarnation Bureau can souls from the underworld transfer to the mortal realm, if this place is closed, there will be no new people appearing in the mortal world, or even if they appear in the mortal world, there will be problems...

Although, in a sense, the Reincarnation Office represents entering the mortal realm, it is vastly different from leaving the City of Ghosts.

But now there is no other way.

The stall owner was taken aback by the question and said impatiently, "I'm asking you if you want to buy it or not. If not, don't waste my time."

Ye Fu Sheng directly said: "I bought this, where is the Reincarnation Office"

He casually picked up the most expensive item.

"Hey..."

The vendor, seeing this, smiled and gave a thumbs-up. "I knew the moment I saw you that you were someone who belonged here. Your skills are truly impressive. Let me wrap this up for you. If you're looking for the Reincarnation Office, just keep going straight ahead for ten more miles. Once you leave the city, take another mile and..."

He lowered his head and began to pack.

"Continuing, he said: "Although the local magistrate has a big appetite, this item you brought is enough. It's guaranteed to be sold to a wealthy and noble family. Once you sell it, you'll live a carefree life, free from mundane worries. To tell you the truth, looking at you, I see that you are someone of extraordinary bearing. After sending it out, your status will only become even more remarkable... Here you go, carefully packaged for you..."

He beamed, raising his head, only to see that the person he was facing had vanished. Angered, he cursed loudly in the street.

……

Ten miles!

If one could travel at full speed, it would take only a few breaths to arrive. If there were no pursuers, there would be no need to hide, and it wouldn't take more than a quarter of an hour.

...one has to keep running and hiding.

Ye Fusheng had only walked five miles before dodging nearly ten waves of search parties.

With such a thorough search, it's definitely necessary to make preparations in advance.

He began to quicken his pace, encountering search personnel, he pretended to squat at a street stall buying things, using the same lines, or entering nearby shops.

We walked out safely after four miles.

Only the last mile left!

Compared to before, there are far fewer people here. It's considered suburban, but there are still shops and small vendors.

Ye Fusheng's gaze went beyond the low city walls, looking at a mountain peak outside. The mountain peak was like the surroundings here, gray and bare, with no sign of life.

Just a little bit more and we'll be there.

Ye Fusheng thought silently in his heart.

At that moment.

In the distance, more search parties were approaching. They stood out on the relatively uncrowded street.

Ye Fusheng, seeing the situation, quickly turned and entered a roadside shop. There were few people on the street, so he squatted at a small stall and inquired, making it easy to be discovered.

Just walked in.

The shop assistant, with a white towel draped over his shoulder, greeted them warmly.

"Sir, are you staying here or just having tea"

City residents have a wide range of time spans and many different ways of addressing each other.

Ye Fu said calmly, "Let's look at the environment first."

"Alright, this way please, to the second floor..." The shop assistant gestured with his hand.

Ye Fu Sheng walked slowly upstairs, the more he reached this time, the more careful he had to be, it wouldn't delay him for a few minutes anyway.

Reached the second floor.

The shopkeeper pushed open a door and said, “This is the best room in our inn. Take a look, it has everything you need. There’s nothing better around here than my place.”

The room was very ordinary, about thirty square meters. There was an Eight Immortals table in front, and a bed to the west, much like what you see in ancient costume TV shows, if not even more dilapidated.

"It's okay."

Ye Fusheng nodded slightly, walked in slowly, and unintentionally walked to the window, looking at the street.

Just so.

I saw three search personnel enter the store.

"Has anyone seen this person"

"This..." A voice from the other side of the counter came.

The searchers said again, "Think carefully, this man is the bandit the emperor personally ordered to be caught. If you have seen him and yet don't say anything, be careful or you will be sent to the eighteen layers of hell!"

Ye Fu Sheng heard this, and had a bad premonition.

As expected.

Just then the shop assistant said, "A customer just went up there who bore a slight resemblance to you, but... it was only a slight resemblance, not very much like."

It seems like I didn't draw very well.

"What Take us there quickly..."

Then came the sound of footsteps ascending the stairs.

Ye Fu Sheng's first reaction was to jump out the window and run, but he quickly resisted. If he ran, it would confirm his location. Once it got out, I'm afraid all the search personnel in the city, even the King of Hell and the Ghost Emperor, would come personally.

Can't run....

"Sir, if you've finished looking, let's go downstairs and settle the bill" The shop assistant behind him asked.

"No need, I won't stay." Ye Fusheng responded with bitterness, hiding all the way, only to be found here.

However, there are also environmental factors. In fact, the population density in suburban areas is indeed very low.

"Don't you live here"

The shop assistant's face immediately darkened upon hearing this, a stark contrast to his previous obsequiousness. He sneered, "Sir, to be frank with you, our shop has been open for many years and we've never had a guest who came to look but didn't stay. You are the first."

"You can stay, but you've dirtied the floor. Pay one hundred taels of silver for cleaning fees, or else, you won't be leaving the inn!"

Ye Fusheng's attention was focused on the door.

Upon hearing this, I was still forcibly pulled back to reality.

"

He asked in surprise, “What did you say”

"

The shop clerk tilted his head and sneered, “Didn’t expect you to be deaf. I said, if you don’t stay at the inn, you have to pay one hundred taels of silver as cleaning fees. Otherwise, you can’t leave the inn. Now do you understand”

"A black shop" Ye Fusheng asked again.

The shop clerk stood tall and said, "How dare you speak to me like that! You stepped on the mess, I cleaned it up. Payment is fair and reasonable. I advise you not to resist. Our boss was a butcher back in the mortal realm and killed dozens of people…"

One point that cannot be ignored is that murder increases murderous qi, and this qi will be brought to the underworld (Fēng Dū). The soul of a murderer is indeed stronger than that of an ordinary person.

As soon as the voice fell.

A voice came from outside the door: "Who killed dozens of people in the mortal realm"

It wasn't someone else, but the search and rescue personnel in civilian clothes.

The shopkeeper turned around swiftly and saw three searchers. He immediately sneered, "Hey, where did so many blind fools come from today Are you all here to die too Come on then, grandpa will fulfill your wishes."

He walked away, tugging at his sleeve as he spoke.

Slap!

The search party member, too lazy to waste words, whipped out their hidden soul-crushing whip and swung it.

"Aww..."

The shopkeeper was instantly beaten to the ground, rolling and crying out in pain.

Almost at the same time.

Ye Fushen's body flashed, rushing to the search party's side. His internal energy surged outward, his hands fluttering like butterflies. In a blink of an eye, he knocked out three people and also knocked out the shop boy who had brought them up.

Oops!

The fallen shopkeeper was speechless, his eyes wide with terror as he stared at Ye Fusheng, completely unable to believe what he was seeing. A ghost catcher wielding a soul-chasing whip This man dared to attack a ghost catcher!

Still… easy to knock unconscious

Ye Fu Sheng walked back to his side, lowered his head and asked, "How many people do you think I've killed"

"My God."

The shopkeeper cried out, quickly flipped over, knelt down and repeatedly kowtowed: "Grandpa, I was wrong, I was wrong, I deserve to die. Please spare my life, I was blind not to recognize Mount Tai. I was wrong."

Ye Fusheng lifted one foot, stepping on him, and said numbly: "How many people are left in the shop, and where are they If you don't tell the truth, your soul will fly away!"

If you make a move, make it decisive and prevent the information from leaking.ince the last Hundred Nations' siege on Daxia, he has harbored extreme disgust for those so-called immortals of the Upper Realm. They accept incense offerings every day, yet when it comes to the safet...