0p0 Chapter 589 [Domain·2nd Gate] Yin-Yang Path (1)
Chapter 589 [Domain·2nd Gate] Yin-Yang Path (1)
It was almost midnight.
Du Tingfeng leaned back in the chair in the center of the funeral home. From this position, he could clearly see the dark street outside through the glass door, and at the same time, he could also catch a glimpse of the warehouse out of the corner of his eye.
His face was expressionless, but his back was taut.
"...Are you still there?"
Xu Sandao walked to his side, glanced at the door, and said with a hint of weariness.
"Mm." Du Tingfeng nodded.
Those "customers" who look exactly alike are still hiding in the shadows outside the door.
Like flies buzzing around rotting flesh, they come in every now and then, only now their buzzing has been replaced with the same monotonous dialogue:
Buy props for the memorial service.
"They're not even going to act anymore."
Xu Sandao muttered.
After Chen Ji passed on his speculation to them, the two of them had already figured out the trap of the mourning curse.
First of all, regardless of whether they sell the remaining props or not, the mourning ceremony will eventually take place; it's just unknown exactly when.
Selling props is just a front; the real purpose is twofold:
First, once the customer buys the paper money, the communication between the mourning group and the real world is completely severed.
Second, the customers buy paper horses and paper sedan chairs, preventing people in the real world from coming to the underworld, thus completely depriving the mourning group of their means of survival.
Unlike the other groups, the mourning clothes group, although in another world, which Chen Ji calls the "underworld," has a curse that greatly influences other curses in reality!
For example, a paper cart departs from the underworld, attempting to take Chen Ji and Fei'er away.
This actually suggests that the curse on the mourning group has been ongoing, regardless of their own will.
The changing attitudes of "customers" also prove this point!
Starting a few hours ago, they gave up on buying other props and began trying to buy the paper horse and paper sedan chair.
“Perhaps we don’t have enough time,” Du Tingfeng pondered. “Either the funeral ceremony is about to begin, or the paper horses and paper sedan chairs… are about to be prepared for departure.”
His gaze shifted to the warehouse, which remained quiet.
There was no other movement.
"Perhaps, the interval between these two events won't be too long." After thinking for a moment, Du Tingfeng added.
This is the most likely development he believes: paper horses and paper sedan chairs will go first, then Chen Ji and Fei'er will be picked up, and then they will directly join the mourning procession.
A subtle feeling arose in their hearts... Just the day before, they were trying their best to avoid the mourning ceremony, but now they were waiting for it to begin.
Because it means they can finally meet other entrants.
Just then, a white figure suddenly appeared outside the door.
Xu Sandao looked up and saw that unrecognizable face, then sighed helplessly.
It was a customer, and less than twenty minutes had passed since it last appeared!
It remained expressionless and pale, easily forgotten, but this time its gaze was extremely cold, fixed directly on the two of them.
Still the same requirements.
They wanted to buy the paper horse and the paper sedan chair.
"We're closed," Xu Sandao said. He had used this excuse many times and was too lazy to make up a new one.
But surprisingly, the customer did not turn around and leave immediately after being rejected, as he had done before!
Instead, it stood motionless, its head slowly turning as it scanned the entire funeral parlor.
This unexpected turn of events immediately weighed heavily on their hearts.
The customer's gaze quickly settled on the warehouse door.
It didn't speak again, but instead walked towards the warehouse, seemingly realizing that the paper horse and paper sedan chair were inside!
Soon, it raised its hand and reached for the warehouse door—
A hand grabbed its wrist from behind.
“This is a private area,” Du Tingfeng said, feeling the other person’s wrist as cold as ice. “You can’t go in.”
His other hand seemed to slip into his pocket unintentionally, his arm taut.
The same goes for Xu Sandao, who was standing next to him.
The customer didn't move, but his head stiffly turned 180 degrees, staring coldly at Du Tingfeng, no longer bothering to hide his identity as a ghost.
Now that things have come to this, nobody's going to put on an act anymore!
The customer's pale face, which had been numb, became extremely contorted, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something—
But before it could utter a single syllable, its expression suddenly froze.
A few seconds later, the ghost moved slightly and easily pulled its hand away.
It turned around, and instead of trying to open the warehouse door again, walked straight out of the funeral home.
This transformation happened too fast!
From the moment Du Tingfeng grabbed the ghost's hand to the moment it suddenly left, less than ten seconds had passed.
Even the chill in Du Tingfeng's hands had not subsided.
"It just gave up like that?"
Xu Sandao frowned; his instincts told him something was wrong.
"...It might not be able to forcibly take away the paper horse and paper sedan chair." Du Tingfeng put his hands back in his pockets and said softly.
But he couldn't be sure either. After all, the ghost had been forced to break the rules, so how could it easily let go without even trying?
Du Tingfeng was quite certain that he couldn't stop it at all; the ghostly hand almost broke his palm with the slightest movement.
And it was at this moment...
A cool breeze blew into the room again.
The funeral home door was pushed open again.
Du Tingfeng's heart, which had just calmed down, started racing again. The customer had returned once more.
How can it be so fast? !
and many more......
No, there's only wind, no footsteps. The customer stopped outside?
But just then, Du Tingfeng noticed out of the corner of his eye that Xu Sandao's body was somewhat stiff.
Upon noticing this detail, he immediately realized that it wasn't a customer!
Thinking of Huang Yue before, Du Tingfeng's heart skipped a beat. He slowly turned his head, desperately hoping it wasn't any of the domain visitors he knew, especially not Chen Ji, Fei'er, or Liu Zi—
Followed by.
He saw two familiar faces.
It's so close to me.
Du Tingfeng's pupils contracted slightly for a second, but then returned to normal.
The two paper figures wearing melon-shaped hats were painted with eyebrows and eyes, their facial features replicated so lifelike that it was almost as if we were seeing Chen Ji and Fei'er in person.
However, unlike the living people in Du Tingfeng's memory, these two paper figures, no matter how lifelike they were, exuded a strong ghostly aura.
It's not midnight yet, so this golden couple isn't the "paper-figured" Chen Ji and Fei Er.
It's the paper figure itself!
The paper figure appeared in the underworld.
The customers had barely left when they entered the store.
So... it's not that the "customers" didn't want to take away the paper horses and paper sedan chairs, but that the time had come and they were powerless to do anything about it!
Having realized this, Du Tingfeng and Xu Sandao almost simultaneously took a step back, making room for the two paper figures.
Based on the twins' experience, they came here for only one purpose.
It means bringing paper horses and paper sedan chairs into reality.