Chapter 1395: Chapter 879: Ghost Gu (3)
"Hmm?"
Closing his eyes, Yang Xiao reversed the operation again, and the ghost face somehow wrapped itself around the handle.
He had to admit, with the ghost face, the grip of the stick felt much more comfortable.
Yang Xiao naturally thought it was his good sister coveting this magic artifact and taking it for herself. But even after searching through the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes, he couldn’t find any embroidery of the ghost face.
"There isn’t any..."
Closing his eyes to sense again, Yang Xiao gradually realized the problem. He attempted to use his spiritual power to control the ghost face, but there was no response.
However, if he controlled the Ghost Bamboo Stick first, he could resonate with the ghost face to a certain extent. The feeling was very peculiar, as if the Ghost Bamboo Stick were a medium that connected Yang Xiao and the ghost face.
Initially, Yang Xiao couldn’t do this, and it seemed that some incomprehensible events had occurred while he was unconscious.
It felt like his good sister had secretly done something to his body.
"Could it be those two handprints on my butt?" Yang Xiao boldly speculated.
But he quickly shook his head, dismissing the thought, believing it was too embarrassing.
On the other hand, if just a couple of hard slaps on the backside could bring him one or even several new abilities, Yang Xiao wouldn’t mind if his good sister slapped him a few more times.
He’s a pragmatic person, similar to Sheng Yanlin, who endured humiliation in enemy territory for ten years.
In a way, Yang Xiao believed he could endure even more than Dean Sheng.
"Pathetic!"
Habitually feeling pathetic for a few seconds, Yang Xiao toyed with the ghost face and the Ghost Bamboo Stick, unable to hide the smile on his face, feeling it was delightful.
This was yet another generous gift from the young Sect Master to him.
Of course, it would be even better if the young Sect Master could die on the grounds of the Yin Temple.
Despite not knowing what his good sister had done to him, life had to go on. In the following days, Yang Xiao lived a fulfilling and peaceful life.
Su Tingting called him, excitedly informing him that Boss Huang had already entrusted friends to pay back the money owed to all the girls, one by one.
In addition, Su Tingting excitedly told Yang Xiao that her work at the Script Club was going well, and Boss Zhao was a good man who paid a lot of attention to her, letting her take part in some script art revisions.
She thought her modifications were average, but Boss Zhao praised her highly and secretly shared part of the script’s profits with her, effectively making her a shareholder.
"Mr. Chu, I know this must be arranged by you. You’ve been so kind to me; how can I ever repay you."
Though Su Tingting wasn’t very bright, she wasn’t a fool either. Without Yang Xiao’s arrangement, there’s no way a big boss of a script club would, without reason, share a large amount of money with a girl who had just graduated college.
And as for Boss Huang, how could someone like him suddenly have a conscience? It must have been that incredible friend Yang Xiao mentioned who had dealt with him harshly.
"No need to repay me, you’ve already helped me a lot," Yang Xiao said frankly, "If you dream about the Feng Family Mansion again, especially the tower submerged at the lake bottom, remember to tell me right away. It’s very important to me."
"I will, Mr. Chu!" promised Su Tingting repeatedly over the phone.
"Alright, that’s it, goodbye." Yang Xiao hung up directly.
During this time, news continued to arrive from the Patrol Defense Office. It came from his teammates whom Yang Xiao had partnered with in ghost replicas, using the Patrol Defense Office’s influence to gather information.
By now, it had been a few years since he became an Angel Envoy, diving many times into ghost replicas, and there weren’t few surviving teammates.
But after this investigation, many had completely lost contact, and at least a third were confirmed dead in the subsequent Nightmare Worlds.
According to the accounts from the few reachable teammates, none had dreamt of any ruined ancient mansion or pitch-black lake water.
Yang Xiao wasn’t investigating blindly; he focused on the Zhuwang Village ghost replica. After all, in this replica, many teammates had seen the Nine-Story Demon Tower and the Opera Robe Ghost firsthand.
Moreover, this mission had the highest number of survivors, with nearly everyone surviving.
Actually, if Yang Xiao wanted, everyone could have passed it. But Quan Doufeng, being a troublemaker, was left behind as per the collective wish.
Because this jerk fabricated false information to mislead others, almost leading to their total annihilation.
Fortunately, their teammates were strong that time, with Tong Han, Sui, Yang Cha, and the rest giving their all, carving out a glimmer of hope.
Surviving in the Nightmare Worlds requires personal ability on one hand, and luck is equally crucial. If unlucky to encounter unreliable teammates, even an immortal couldn’t help, and all would perish.
With news trickling in, Yang Xiao nearly gave up, understanding that only Su Tingting was an exception, perhaps a favor granted to those who survived the Fenmen Ghost Play mission firsthand.
If only Kuang were still alive, Yang Xiao thought more than once.
In the evening, as Yang Xiao prepared to head home from work, he suddenly received a call from Director Nalan, instructing him to head to a location in the west of the city: Yulin Street No. 74, and to set off immediately.
The address was unfamiliar to Yang Xiao. He navigated using his GPS, while Sui Chengguo drove him there.
