Volume 2 Chapter 19 Trapped in the Basement
When running for one's life, one can often unleash unimaginable potential. Besides, being a ghost also depends on one's physical indicators when alive. If one is a tuberculosis ghost when alive, how can one expect to be a terminator after death? Therefore, our good physical fitness when alive means that we are also very strong after becoming ghosts. In just a few steps, we caught up with the panting Director Cui.
This guy made me wonder, how could he become the director with such a cowardly look? When he saw that we had attracted five black spirits behind us, he was furious and shouted, "Little bastard, why are you still following me?"
"Director, let's not talk about this for now. Let's think about how to avoid these five ghosts," I said.
He sighed and said, "I don't have the power to summon the little ghosts to protect me in this world. It's not easy to avoid them."
Shen Bing said, "Why keep running forward? If you cross a few streets, you will be back to your management office. You won't be able to summon the ghost there."
I thought so too. Shen Bing can be smart sometimes. If you don't run back, wouldn't you be courting death if you run forward? He flapped his head and said, "There's a place ahead where we can hide temporarily. It's closer than going back to the management office."
As expected, they were very close. When the five black spirits were chasing us, he led us to push open a small black door on the street and quickly got in. He leaned against the door, gasping for breath. The five black spirits outside kept colliding, making a thumping sound, which made his whole body tremble, but the door was not knocked open.
Shen Bing and I also breathed a sigh of relief. This place seemed to be able to block five large washbasins. Looking inside, it was a large room, empty without any furniture. There was only a male ghost in a suit standing in the middle of the room. When he saw us, he glared at us and shouted, "This is a private ghost club. Please get out."
Shit, what kind of club is so clean without even a piece of furniture?
Director Cui inserted a bolt on the door, walked over his hands behind his back, and said in a pretentious manner: "I am the director of the Guikou Management Office. I am here to check the household registration."
Who in the underworld doesn't know him? When the male ghost saw it was him, he immediately smiled and said, "Oh, it's Director Cui. You came at the wrong time. There is no party here today. We are the only ones here. It's better not to investigate."
Boom, boom, boom! There was a loud crash outside the door, but this guy turned a deaf ear and a blind eye. I found it quite strange.
"I'm going to rest here for a while. Why are you trying to chase me out?" Director Cui's face darkened, and the male ghost shrank his neck in fear, not daring to speak.
The door was slammed open with a bang, and five black auras rushed in aggressively, pouncing on Shen Bing and me.
The male ghost was horrified, and he floated forward with his arms outstretched, shouting, "What the hell dares to spread it here..."
Before he could even utter the word "wild" a black gas passed through his body and his entire face turned black in an instant. He stood there like a stone sculpture, motionless.
The five black airs were blocked for a moment, and their speed slowed down greatly, giving us time to dodge. Director Cui yelled "Oh my god!" and ran to the opposite wall, bent down to open a lid below, and jumped down. Before Shen Bing and I ran to the front, the five black airs had surrounded us. Now we had nothing in our hands, how could we fight them?
I took out a handful of gold ingots and threw them out. They ignored me and put them on us, just like the guy just now. I was anxious and took out something I touched. It turned out to be the Dharma bottle on my waist. These five ghosts had suffered losses from the Dharma bottle before. When I swung it, they retreated far away.
I looked down and saw that the place where Director Cui jumped down was a big hole. I pushed Shen Bing down first, then slowly retreated to the hole holding the Dharma bottle. There was a step below. I stood on the step and suddenly lowered my body to close the iron lid. There was an iron bolt under the lid, and I dared to walk down the steps after bolting it.
The five ghosts kept banging their heads around. Damn it, the three powerful magic arrays in my shop are not as solid as this door and this iron cover. They couldn't get in for a while.
When I walked down, I saw that the space was even bigger than above. There was a round conference table in the middle, which looked like a meeting room. Since ghosts can see through darkness, the underworld does not need lights at all. No matter what enclosed space it is, it is all gray, which looks neither real nor cute.
Director Cui was sitting on a chair, catching his breath. Shen Bing was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. Seeing that I was fine, she patted her chest and said, "I'm glad you're okay. I was worried that you'd been eaten by them."
Although her face was very pale and looked better without blushing, I still felt that it was beautiful. I held her little hand and said, "Thank you for your concern. I am an indestructible cockroach. I will be fine at any time."
She suddenly pulled her hand back, looked at the director over there, blushed and said: "Why are you taking advantage of me? Can you touch me casually?"
I almost fell down. I don’t know how many times I touched you since I entered the underworld before I reacted.
Director Cui was a pervert. He stared at Shen Bing with lustful eyes and asked, "Why did you come back? You only want to cause trouble for me."
I secretly poked Shen Bing and signaled her to tell Director Cui that this old guy likes female ghosts and it would be easier for her to communicate than for me.
Shen Bing said to him, "We don't want to come back either. Do you think this is a scenic spot? We were forced back by the five big black balls outside. We went to find you to get a pass to return to the world of the living, but you were not there. If we had gotten the pass earlier, we might have returned by now."
"Well, I was checking the household registration with the director." His face turned red as he spoke. I understood. He was lying. Is prostitution considered work? He saw that I was looking at him in the wrong way, so he quickly changed the subject: "What are those five things?"
Your question is so stupid. Even the director of the management office doesn’t know what they are, so how are we supposed to know ?
Shen Bing interjected, "Five big black balls." This answer was also quite stupid.
"Damn it, those in the underworld are ghosts, and there is no one who is not registered. Who are they?" Director Cui reached out and touched his body, and suddenly slammed the table in anger and shouted, "Damn it, I left the sound transmission note in the brothel." He looked at the four walls and let out a long sigh, "This place is built as solid as a bank. I can't get out. There is no way to find out who the five ghosts are."
I didn't expect that the high-level management of the underworld is also subject to many restrictions. There are walls that cannot be penetrated, and even asking questions requires sound transmission. Since he said so, he is not much more senior than us. We are all trapped in this underground meeting room and cannot get out.
"Bang bang bang" the collision sounds on the iron cover became more and more frequent, which made us tremble with fear. I felt that if it continued to hit like this, it would eventually break.
Director Cui suddenly asked me, "Aren't you a heavenly master in the human world?"
I nodded and said, "Almost the same. The true nature of the Heavenly Master is actually a ghost business."
He covered his head and thought for a long time before saying, " I remember that three hundred years ago, there was also a chaos caused by evil spirits. The King of Hell happened to go to the Heaven to report on his work and took away a large number of senior managers. We, the small soldiers and crab generals, could not quell the chaos. It happened that a Taoist priest died and reported that he had integrated Taoism into ghost magic and helped the underworld to quell the chaos. After the King of Hell came back, he specially rewarded him and built a monument for him on Zhongping Street. You can learn from this method to deal with the five ghosts!" Zhongping Street is the middle one of the nine streets, and the management office is on this street.
