Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Nightmare Strikes
"Is this what you want to have, and what you don't want to have?" Jishu patted her on the head.
"You should pray that my master will be magnanimous to you, and don't be so sad as Huan Mao, and be sent to those strange assessment tasks."
"What assessment task?"
"You're just gone, wouldn't I have been able to improve so quickly without those tasks?" Huan Mao said.
"What the hell is the mission?" Lu Yao asked anxiously.
"There is an assessment every three months, and only after passing three times can you get the qualification certificate of the ghost catcher."
"Ghost Catcher? Are you all ghost catchers now? ”
"No, I'm the third level of the Powerful Ghost Master, and she is the first level of the Powerful Ghost Hunter." Jishu said proudly, pointing to the five circles of light on his shoulder.
"What kind of ghost master level 1? Hunter Level 3, huh? ”
"Come on, let me tell you about the promotion rules of our Yunge Courtyard." Jishu said: "If you pass the assessment, the most basic level is a ghost catcher, a rookie like you." ”
"When the number of catchers reaches 100, they can be assessed again and become a ghost hunter level 3, the hunter is assessed once every ten years, and the successful promotion of the assessment is from the third level to the second level and then to the first level, and the first level assessment is successfully promoted to become a ghost master."
"Just like me," Jishu patted his chest.
"What about the ghost master?" Lu Yao was very curious.
"The ghost master is at the level of my master!"
"Then what level is your master?"
"Devil Buster!" Huan Mao said with a smile: "There is no ghost master going up, and now the highest is the first level of ghost master, Zhen Luoyuan." ”
"Yes, that's the one you saw today, who went with my master."
"Oh, that paralyzed face?" Lu Yao suddenly realized.
"Don't say that, they will all work together in the same hospital in the future, and it will inevitably be embarrassing to reach his ears." Huan Mao hurriedly reminded.
"Oh, yes, I just can't control my mouth." Lu Yao stuck out her tongue.
"By the way, how many ghosts are on this errand in the Yunge Courtyard? Why haven't I seen any of us but us? ”
"They all go back to the Yunge Courtyard or train in Van Gogh during the day, and go out on duty at night, so you can't see them until you come to work in the middle of the night."
"yes."
"The ghost difference on the errand in Yunge Courtyard is not a hundred, but there are eighty, right? However, we already belong to the place with the fewest ghosts in the underworld, because the Yunge Courtyard only accepts elites, and not everyone who wants to enter can enter! Jishu blinked.
"Well, at first, Lord Yama still disliked our lack of manpower, so he tried his best to stuff ghosts here, but alas!" Huanmao shook his head.
"What happened?"
"In less than ten days, 500 were wounded, and 200 died in the line of duty."
"Huh?" Lu Yao's mouth opened wide when she heard this.
"Can we do any job? When I came back from the first assessment, I was hanged by the ghost who had died in the Yin Mansion for an unknown number of years, and it took me many days to recover. ”
Huan Mao touched his lost arm.
"What? Broken hands and feet? Lu Yao's mouth grew bigger.
"Well, but fortunately, our Lord Huhe has good medical skills, even if your neck is twisted off, he can still connect it for you, but the process is a little more painful."
"How painful is it?" Lu Yao felt that her back had begun to break out in a cold sweat.
"Sometimes, it's like thousands of ants crawling on the wound, and sometimes, it's like being constantly gnawed by mice, which is nothing, the alternation of hot and cold is the most fatal." Huan Mao recalled with a serious face.
"Is there any way to get out of the Pavilion? Like disability? Mentally retarded or mentally unbright, this kind of ghost will be repatriated, right? I seem to have all of these! Lu Yao grabbed Jishu's sleeve.
Who wants to stay in this ghost place, although she admires Lord Huhe, admires the collection of trees, loves Huanmao, and is also full of admiration for Yunge Courtyard.
It doesn't matter if she is killed with a single sword, but this chronic torture is really unbearable.
"Look at what scared her!" Seeing Lu Yao's frightened slurred speech, Jishu glanced at Huanmao reproachfully.
"Come on, don't be afraid! It's over! Huan Mao held back a laugh and pulled Lu Yao's arm.
"Let's go, go into the house and drink tea, the flower tea I just picked today, take it out and taste it while those guys are not there."
"Don't you both have to go out?" Lu Yao followed behind Huan Mao strangely, and she could see these two almost every time she came.
"When you become one of the best ghosts in the courtyard, you don't have to go out to deal with those little characters from time to time."
Huan Mao poured Lu Yao a cup of flower tea.
"yes, I'm almost suffocated all day now, and I really miss those days at the training ground!" Jishu also followed and sat next to Lu Yao.
"Now that I'm dealing with that hanged man, I can pinch him with one hand, and it won't be as bad as he was back then." Huan Mao said unconvinced.
"Then when I take the test, do you have to deal with those ghosts?" Lu Yao asked.
"Your assessment will definitely be very slow, because you are not during the day, you can only use the night time to train, we were all training day and night!"
Jishu took a sip of tea and tasted it, "Phew, what is this, did you put sugar?" ”
"It's flower tea! Drink your dragon well to go! I don't know how to appreciate! Huanmao rolled her eyes disdainfully.
"Is it good?" She looked expectantly at Lu Yao, who was wandering outside the world.
"Huh? It's delicious, it's delicious! Lu Yao hurriedly smiled.
"Look! And voila! It's a waste of this good tea for you to drink, it's better to pour it into the abyss of sin and feed it to the crocodiles! Huanmao yelled at Jishu.
"Okay, okay, Miss Huanmao doesn't care about villains, don't be like my mallet!" Jishu hurriedly clasped his hands into fists and apologized.
"Why? What's the hair? Jishu saw that Huanmao was angry, and turned his head to find that Lu Yao was looking at something with straight eyes.
"Huh? It's okay. ”
"You don't have to worry, it's up to Master to arrange you, I think no matter what, it's better than me and Huanmao, Master has been much more reasonable in the past two years."
"Yes, you don't have to worry, he has indeed changed a lot." Huan Mao secretly hooked the corners of his mouth.
"This is also the credit of Sister Huanmao!" Jishu pretended to bow his head.
"Don't be an old sister, sister, you're dozens of years older than me."
"It's not that you always give me little shoes to wear in front of my master, so I have to call you sister."
"I'm kidding!"
"But my master is serious!" Gathering trees helplessly stall hands.
"Huh? How do I seem to perceive something? Lu Yao's gossip heart rose again.
Why didn't I find out before, Lord Huhe and Huanmao, what's there.?
"Lu Yao, don't listen to Jishu's nonsense, there is nothing between me and Lord Huhe."
Looking at Lu Yao's thoughtful face, Huan Mao hurriedly explained.
"I didn't say anything?" Lu Yao stared at her eyes with an innocent expression, she felt that the story of Huhe and Huanmao must be very exciting.
Turning his head to look at Jishu and wincing his eyebrows, he wanted to ask him what was going on?
This No. 2 gossip king of the Yunge Courtyard is not in vain, and he immediately understood it and nodded quietly.
The two reached a consensus that tomorrow Jishu would find an opportunity to tell Lu Yao the ins and outs of this matter, of course, it must be when Huan Mao is away, and by the way, let her analyze what the current situation is.
It was already more than 5 o'clock when she got home, and Lu Yao only felt tired, this was the day she had consumed the most spiritual power since she became a ghost.
"Crying bag?"
As soon as Lu Yao returned to Fang Nuo's body, she saw the crying bag coming in through the window.
"Why did you come back? Can't get enough of staying on West Street? ”
"Oh, no, didn't I go to help the master take a look at Brother Li Zhe?" The crying bag writhed embarrassedly.
"It doesn't take so long to see Li Zhe? Isn't it a glance for ten thousand years? ”
"I" cried and tried to explain something.
"Yes, it's not Li Zhe at a glance, it must be someone else?" Lu Yao continued to tease her.
"Humph! Master, you're used to making fun of me! Crying Bao pursed his mouth and twisted his head to the side.
"Say, how is Li Zhe?"
"Hey, hey, it's good!" Hearing Lu Yao ask herself, the crying bag hurriedly turned her head and reported her work.
"He was still unconscious when I went, and then he woke up once and asked where you were, and when he learned you were safe, he fell asleep again."
"I should go to West Street!" Lu Yao stood up violently, Li Zhe was injured to save herself, but she left him alone and only cared about her own affairs, this girlfriend is too unqualified!
"Hey, master, don't worry, Senior Brother Qiqi and Master Eryi took good care of him, and put him on the small stove to bake, soak him in the medicine bucket for a while, and take it out and put it on the bed to bandage it.
Master Eryi said that tomorrow Brother Li Zhen can return to his human form, and he will be fine. I told you not to worry, and then arrange your own affairs first. Crying Bao comforted.
"Thanks to the two of them!" Thinking of this, Lu Yao smiled gratefully, "How is Su Qiqi?" ”
"Senior Brother Qiqi? Is Senior Brother Qiqi also injured? I think he's very good, he's busy and he's not resting. Crying Bao asked puzzled.
"I'm asking him, how does he look emotionally? Is it still normal? ”
"Normal, huh? Every time he sees me, he has a straight face, and I can't see it, hehehehe! Crying Bao smirked embarrassedly.
"Silly girl!" Lu Yao was helpless and annoyed, go back to sleep in the necklace, and follow me to the underworld for training from tomorrow.
Lu Yao lay back on the bed.
"Training? Master, are you going out to catch ghosts in the future? "Crying bag's eyes glow.
"Hmm."
"Great, what a view! I'll have a backer from now on! ”
"Little girl, what's all the mess going on in your head? Go back! Lu Yao smiled and waved her hand.
"Okay" The crying bag on the head pouted and obediently returned to the necklace.
Lu Yao was lying on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't find a comfortable position, her mind was muddy, probably too tired.
She closed her eyes tiredly, thinking about closing her eyes and recuperating for a while, but she didn't expect it, but she fell asleep for the first time.
In her dream, in a dark city, she stood on an empty street, not knowing whose name she was shouting.
She kept running, but she couldn't find the person she was looking for, and just when she was about to give up, a teahouse suddenly appeared in front of her, and a man dressed in black was sitting with his back to her and drinking tea.
She slowly approached and walked cautiously.
The man in black suddenly turned around, revealing a familiar face.
"It's you!" Lu Yao was shocked, this face was none other than the demon who had fought with her some time ago.
"You're looking for me?" The man in black smiled coldly, "I thought you had forgotten about me!" ”
"Don't be afraid!" Seeing Lu Yao retreating step by step, the demon stood up.
"I'll make the man who killed you pay! Someday you'll remember me! ”
"Remember my name, my name is Baiwei!"
"Hundred tricks! Tricky! Tricky! Tricky! ”
These two words kept echoing in Lu Yao's mind, and she remembered that what she had just shouted in her mouth was the name of Baiwei!
The next second, she opened her eyes suddenly, and she broke out in a cold sweat.