Chapter 192: Zhao Zixin Comes to Seek Trouble

In the Nether Realm, those who use a tablet as a weapon are definitely not just the King of Tai Shan.

But with such a powerful aura, capable of commanding so many Yin soldiers, their identity must be extraordinary.

For now, besides the King of Tai Shan, I can't think of a better match.

But if Tang Xun's true match really is the King of Tai Shan…… I dare not imagine……

I shook my head and gave Liu Junyan a probing look.

Liu Junyan's eyes told me his thoughts were probably the same as mine.

No one can really say such a thing, so I simply buried this guess in my heart, waiting for the day the truth comes out.

Liu Junyan then went over some other matters in detail, and finally he suddenly took out a jade tablet and placed it in my hand.

After several months, seeing this jade tablet again, I recognized it at a glance.

This was given to me by Hu Yulin back then, who told me that if I encountered danger, I could smash the jade tablet and he would sense it and rush to save me.

But after the wedding night, this jade tablet disappeared.

I knew Liu Junyan disliked it, and he must have taken it away, so I never asked.

But today he voluntarily produced this jade tablet, and I inexplicably felt nervous.

"Xiao Jiu, take this with you, just in case," Liu Junyan said.

For a moment, my heart turned a thousand times.

Is Liu Junyan afraid to go to the Nether Realm?

No.

But he gave me the jade tablet—what is he guarding against?

I suddenly realized he was guarding against the Phoenix Clan?

Yes.

The moment I appear in the Nether Realm, the Phoenix Clan and my fiancé should notice right away.

If chaos breaks out in the Nether Realm, they will surely take advantage to loot.

By then Liu Junyan may be unable to cope with his doppelgänger and might truly need outside help.

And Hu Yulin would be no different from the best outside aid.

Thinking this through, I put the jade tablet away, hoping I won't need to use it on this trip.

In the afternoon I went to the Dou Family coffin shop and had Dou Zhile make a spirit tablet for Fu Wan.

Dou Zhile made it himself, while Dou Jinsuo watched from the side, afraid to miss any detail.

Dou Jinsuo is no longer young; he spent the first half of his life depressed and unfulfilled, and now, having finally gotten Dou Zhile to agree, he cherishes this opportunity.

At night, inside the west room.

I held the spirit tablet and knelt on the mat beside Liu Junyan, who turned his prayer beads while chanting sutras.

The mystic cat went straight into the hexagonal palace lamp.

It has always been kind to Fu Wan.

From the moment it entered the hexagonal palace lamp, it stayed close to Fu Wan's soul.

Later, in the Dou Family ancestral grave, it dug out a little monster's inner pellet and brought it back to feed Fu Wan.

So letting the mystic cat lead Fu Wan out and into the spirit tablet gets the job done with half the effort.

Not long after, as the mystic cat leapt onto my shoulder, I only felt a chilling Yin wind all around; then the spirit tablet in my hands suddenly turned cold, and I knew Fu Wan's soul had entered it.

Liu Junyan immediately said, "Xiao Jiu, bite your middle finger and drop a drop of blood into the spirit tablet."

This is to form a contract with Fu Wan; I did it at once.

Afterwards I also enshrined Fu Wan's spirit tablet in the divine shrine.

Becoming neighbors with Lady Yu.

After settling Fu Wan, the moment I most anticipate is about to arrive.

Liu Junyan poured a little merit into the hexagonal palace lamp.

The moment the merit filled it, the whole hexagonal palace lamp shone golden, its golden light almost lighting up Xijiekou.

It was nearly eleven o'clock then, and everywhere was quiet.

I clasped my hands before my chest, held my breath and focused, staring at the hexagonal palace lamp, afraid to miss any wonderful change.

I waited like that for a full five minutes, and the hexagonal palace lamp showed no change.

We all stood there stunned.

What's going on?

Liu Junyan also looked a bit embarrassed: "It shouldn't be like this?"

"Maybe it's an antique, reacting too slowly," Hui Moqiong said. "Let the old thing react slowly; let's go to sleep."

As he spoke, he put one arm around Li Qingying's shoulder and half-led her toward the pawnshop.

Just then, the golden light that had been shining down suddenly changed color.

Within the brilliant merit light, a burst of Yin Cold Qi suddenly flashed, and then a pale green glow emanated from inside the lamp chamber, projecting onto the chamber walls—I saw one skull after another appear on the walls.

Those skulls were three‑dimensional, packed tightly together, almost filling the entire lamp chamber wall.

What's worse, they seemed to be still alive.

Because I saw their eyes moving, blue‑fanged and baring teeth that flashed with cold light.

"Oh my god," Hui Moqiong exclaimed in alarm, "How did it become like this? It's scared the baby; tonight we'll have nightmares."

As he said that, he solemnly leaned closer to Li Qingying.

Li Qingying gave him a big white eye.

I was a bit puzzled: "This lamp?"

Hui Moqiong shouldn't have not seen it, right?

Hui Moqiong said: "Yeah, it's been hanging here for a long time, even before I came to the pawnshop, but in my memory it seems to have glowed a couple of times, yet it has never been full of merit, and even changed shape."

So that's how it is.

Anyway, as long as there's a reaction, it's fine.

All the things that needed to be done are done; at twelve o'clock we closed the pawnshop door and went to bed to rest.

Before going to sleep, I specially took out that dark piece of wood and placed it together with the jade pendant.

The Yin Officer specifically instructed that if I enter the netherworld or the ghost market, I must bring it with me.

I had everything ready, I was peacefully asleep, preparing to sleep straight through until dawn.

But not long after I fell asleep, the pawnshop's main door was pounded with a booming thud.

That commotion…… was too huge, too huge.

It was as if someone had come to settle a grudge!

I and Liu Junyan were both startled awake; not long after, footsteps came rushing from behind, and Hui Moqiong and Li Qingying also hurried over one after another.

The four of us stood behind the door, staring at the pawnshop's main door trembling from the blows, our faces not looking good.

In the middle of the night, if it were an acquaintance with business, they would surely speak up and state their purpose.

If someone had something to pawn, they would usually knock on the small door of the Nan Shu Fang.

But now it's the main door that's being knocked.

Hui Moqiong took a few steps to the small window of the auxiliary building, looked outside, and immediately burst out: 'Holy shit, how could it be him?'

Li Qingying also wondered: 'Who is it?'

She walked over, tiptoed to look, and immediately frowned: 'Zhao Zixun?'

My heart gave a jolt—how could it be Zhao Zixun?

How could he actively knock on the pawnshop's door?

At this moment, Liu Junyan had already reached out and opened the pawnshop's main door.

As the door opened, a gust of yin wind howled in.

Zhao Zixun stood just outside the threshold, his whole body emanating a chilling, murderous aura; the coffin nail between his brows seemed to have congealed into blood frost.

That war horse, however, was left on the opposite side of the street.

'Wanwan!' Zhao Zixun suddenly spoke, one hand pressing on the sword at his waist, ready to fight us at any moment: 'What have you done to Wanwan?!'