Chapter 1615: The Seven Children of Heaven's Mandate: Monster Hunting Log 06

Honored guests, come have some tea.

The boss lady in a ruqun slowly came downstairs, smiling, "My husband already went to bed early, and he specifically told me."

The boss lady walked into the hall, smiling with her lips curved, and asked, "What tea would you like?"

Lord Song let out a breath, completely missing the exchanged glances of the seven people beside him.

When they entered the noodle shop, they saw a white cloth hanging on the wall; during inquiries, neighbors also said the shop was run by just the couple and a helper.

The upstairs boss and helper had no issue, so that white cloth on the wall could only belong to……the boss lady.

Jing Xingcan shifted back without changing expression, alert and afraid.

Then let's have two pots…""What teas do you have?"

Lord Song hadn't finished speaking when Jin Chen suddenly cut him off, looking at the boss lady and asking, as if he hadn't seen the inked sign behind the counter.

The boss lady continued to curve her lips, unchanged, lifting her lifeless eyes to stare blankly at everyone, she opened her mouth: "Human blood brewed tea, five organs steeped tea, eyeball blood intestine tea."

She slowly finished, seeing their faces turn pale, her smile widened a bit, she stepped closer; Youyou stared at Lord Song sweating coldly, then after a few seconds turned to ask Jin Chen.

What tea would you like?

Jin Chen's front, Rong Zixu's expression turned stern, he slowly placed his hand on his waist sword, but Jin Chen pressed down on the back of his hand.

Jin Chen: "I want clear water tea."

The boss lady smiled wider, as if her face might split, "Sir, we don't have that tea."

Blood flowed from where she stood at her skirt's hem, her whole body seemed to be lifted up, toes touching the ground as she drew nearer to Jin Chen.

Jin Chen: "I have it."

Jin Chen pulled a tea bag from his sleeve, threw it into the boss lady's embrace, forcibly interrupting her spell, "You also didn't say we couldn't take it out."

Boss lady: "……"

She blankly looked at the extra tea bag in her hand, her floating body settled back down, dazed for a while.

"What are you staring at? Hurry up." Jin Chen urged.

"Please wait a moment."

The boss lady slowly turned and left, tiptoeing slowly to brew tea, her back actually looking somewhat pitifully comical.

Lord Song and the constables behind him all exhaled, their bodies went limp and they slumped down.

Jin Chen turned his head, smiling at Rong Zixu whose hand he held, saying nothing but his face practically shouted "Praise me."

Rong Zixu pulled back his hand, not sparing praise.

Here the atmosphere made Lord Song seem ever more lacking in confidence.

"There really is a ghost…" the personal guards behind Lord Song trembled as they spoke.

Thud, thud-thud—

Just then, a slow knocking came from outside the noodle shop's door.

One knock, two knocks.

Afterward, Youyou's sobbing and laughter came at the same time.

Gong Simyue turned her wrist, sensed the command flag trembling from the ghost's fluctuation, "They're here."

It just happened to be this noodle shop.

"Let me look." Yang Yu peered through the window paper outward.

Two rows of people in hemp clothing lifted a coffin, standing stiffly at the door, each person's eyes empty and void, fixed on the red lantern swaying gently at the doorway; red light poured out like flowing blood, the coffin was covered heavily with a white cloth.

Yang Yu swiftly withdrew his hand, shook his fan, "Still pretty scary."

The mute girl shut her eyes tight in fear, curled under the table hugging her knees, as if she couldn't bear to see anything.

The constables who also saw this turned bloodless, looked at each other, then unanimously turned to Lord Song, "Sir… this?"

Lord Song no longer had any of his daytime swagger; he wished never to leave this door, and shouted sternly, "Block the door, nobody is allowed to open doors or windows!"

The constables hurried to comply, but the ghosts outside wouldn't heed him; after a few breaths they drew much closer, the ghost leading the sedan chair already had its face pressed against the door panel, its raised hand still knocking repeatedly.

"So noisy." Jin Chen covered his ears, leaning on Rong Zixu's shoulder.

Rong Zixu intended to paste a talisman on the door, but as soon as he lifted his hand he felt the door panel was off—wet and sticky, like a thin layer of human skin.

His expression grave, he drew his sword to block the door, "Old Two, Old Four, go upstairs and plant the ghost command flag."

"Yes!" Yang Yu and Chang Wuming responded in unison and moved.

"San Yue and Xiao Wu go find that female ghost…"

Before the word "ghost" was even spoken, Rong Zixu saw the boss lady who had gone upstairs to brew tea come down carrying a basin of bloody water, dripping as she walked, the curve of her lips exactly matching that of the outside ghost.

Floating in the bloody water was unmistakably the tea bag Jin Chen had tossed over.

"Sir, the tea is ready." The boss lady smiled faintly.

Jin Chen put down his hand, rolled up his sleeves, "Wasting my tea bag, you're done."

The boss lady turned her steps toward him, decisively picking the weakest among the crowd, she walked toward the stunned Lord Song.

"Sir, come have tea."

Lord Song: "……"

He staggered back on his lame leg, but bumped into the door that felt like human skin; the wet, sticky sensation instantly overwhelmed his senses, his whole body trembling as Rong Zixu hauled him back.

"Don't shout!" Rong Zixu promptly whispered to stop him.

Jin Chen, in tacit understanding, shoved Lord Song to the empty table edge, tossed him to the constables, then side-kicked the boss lady away.

Five people guarded the door, Gong Simyue muttered lowly, "Never ending."

"Don't be careless." Rong Zixu said, "The Ghost Domain is riskier than our previous trials."

As his words fell, Jing Xingcan silently drew a deep breath, just in time to see the boss lady, kicked to the ground by Jin Chen, crawl back up, head covered in blood, muttering, "Sir, your tea is ready."

Gong Simyue whipped her long lash, coordinating with Xu Qie and Jin Chen to bind the female ghost, but just as they were about to affix the talisman, it vanished, leaving only the white cloth fallen to the ground!

Damn…

Gong Siyue was startled by the whip that snapped back, shouting, "Can't tie it!"

This is a ghost-beating whip made by the master's wife!

At the same time, the knocking outside the door grew more violent, turning from knocking to smashing, bang bang resounded.

Rong Zixu was about to look at the outside scene again when the knocking suddenly stopped!

The sudden silence left everyone a bit dazed; Jin Chen straightened his expression, glanced at the door panel, and moved forward half a step without changing his expression.

"Not good!"

Yang Yu hurried down the stairs, his face pale with shock: "The boss went out from the second floor! Old Four just jumped down to save him!"

"What?" Jin Chen glanced at him, astonished, asking, "He's scared like that and still dares to jump out of the building?"

But there was no time to wait for an explanation; Rong Zixu drew his waist sword, and the blade, as soon as it left the sheath, immediately turned and slashed at Yang Yu!

"Senior Brother!!"

Not only was the slashed Yang Yu shocked, everyone except Jin Chen was frightened, and Yang Yu stared at Rong Zixu in disbelief.

Jing Xingcan rushed in panic to break up the fight, "Senior Brother! This is Second Senior Brother! What's wrong with you!"

Jin Chen grabbed Jing Xingcan, lifted his chin to indicate looking in a certain direction, "Look closely, Second Senior Brother definitely doesn't have fingers growing upside down."

Xu Qie's heart jumped, and his fear came in waves, "Ghosts are luring us out the door!"

Gong Siyue whipped the ghost-beating whip again, "I, the young lady, don't believe we can't handle a single ghost tonight!"

"Yang Yu's sad expression instantly stiffened, his wooden face froze, then he looked at Gong Siyue slowly raising his hand, making a knocking motion in the air."

Gong Siyue's pupils inexplicably trembled; a sudden faint caused her to hear crying without warning.

"Who… who is crying?" a bold constable beside the table asked, "You all haven't heard it?!"