My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 5 Come to the door
Looking at the densely packed options on the screen, Jiang Xinghuo thought for a while and decided to go to the Wong Tai Sin Temple.

He remembered that the unlucky museum owner was punished by Huang Xian'er because he had angered her, and he died from an evil sore on his body.

"You chose to visit the Wong Tai Sin Temple."

"There are five gods in the south and five immortals in the north. People in the south mostly worship the Five Gods, while people in the north mostly worship the Five Immortals, Fox, Yellow, White, Willow and Gray."

"The Huangpizi Immortal is worshipped in the Huangdaxian Temple, which is also known as the Huangpizi Temple. He likes to eat human flesh and internal organs. He is best at casting curses and causing sores, possessing people and causing trouble, and seeking vengeance and causing evil. He is very popular in Longcheng."

"You arrived at the Huangpizi Temple and saw a crowd of people outside. Men, women, old and young were kneeling in circles outside the temple. You wanted to get closer to take a look, but as soon as you walked over, you felt a black screen in front of your eyes. Someone put a sack on you and beat you with a club."

"When you wake up again, you will find yourself lying on an incense table, with broken limbs and bloody internal organs placed beside you. If you look up, you will see a golden statue of Huang Daxian."

"You were used as a sacrifice to worship Huang Daxian."

"You tried to resist, but the statue suddenly looked down at you."

"You just felt dazed for a moment, picked up the sharp knife next to you, and slashed your chest open."

"You took out your own organs."

"You lost a lot of blood."

"You are dead..."

Gan!
~Jiang Xinghuo put down his phone helplessly. He died again, and the way he died was so weird. He actually cut himself open.

But there was nothing we could do. It was all his own fault. Who told him to hang out in the Huangpizi Temple? If he had gone to another place, maybe everything would have been fine.

But he also understood that with the nature of this game, even if he chose another place, he would probably not escape death.

"You have come to the world of the dead again, and the ferryman of the Styx has rejected you again. He said that you are carrying the curse of exile, which is an ominous power..."

Okay, the same thing again.

Jiang Xinghuo sighed and was about to quit the game when a new text popped up.

"The ferryman suddenly called you."

"The years in the underworld are long and long. He can't remember how many years it has been since he last spoke to anyone. Although you bear the curse of the secular world, he doesn't take it to heart. Are you willing to stay here and chat with him for a while?"

Two options, Agree and Reject.

Jiang Xinghuo's eyes lit up. It looked like an unexpected mission had been triggered, and it was quite a trick.

"You agreed to the ferryman's request."

"You walked over to the ferryman, sat on the ground and started chatting with him. Your experiences in other worlds created a whole new world for him."

"The bond between you and the Yellow Springs Ferryman has increased to 30%. When the bond exceeds 70%, you will trigger a hidden mission."

"The ferryman thanks you for chatting with him for so long, so he prepared a gift for you."

"You have obtained the Yellow Spring Lantern of the Ferryman."

“Yellow Spring Lantern (Excellent Item), Three Paths of Yellow Spring, Nine Rivers Never Stop, a lantern used by ferrymen to guide lost ghosts, forged with special craftsmanship in the underworld, can see through all illusions, replay past events, and create a ghost wall effect, special ability: increase event trigger rate.”

Jiang Xinghuo's mind moved, and he clicked on the text of "Yellow Spring Lantern". A lantern with a simple texture and strange shape immediately appeared in his hand. He gently shook the lamp, and countless ghost shadows appeared around it.

The store was inexplicably filled with white mist, making it look like a haunted house. It was extremely creepy, and Jiang Xinghuo quickly put it away for fear of attracting other people's attention.

In less than a day, he died twice. This game is really full of malice, but it fits in with the game background. The player plays the role of a cursed exile who was not accepted by this absurd world. Now that he has finally returned, he is naturally targeted everywhere.

If we continue like this, it would be great if we could explore the entire map in a month.

Jiang Xinghuo quit the game and checked the time. It was almost eight o'clock, just in time to open for business.

He didn't know whether the game was intentional or unintentional. The eight-hour punishment was just right for him to go to bed at night, and he would get up early to continue playing. After he died, he would be punished for another eight hours. Then he would work during the day and continue playing at night. Nothing was delayed and the time was allocated just right.

He is really an excellent balance master, able to balance work and entertainment.

Today was just like yesterday, with customers coming in one endless stream since he opened the shop in the morning.

The small shop was packed with people, and the neighbors were envious and jealous. They were all located in the same place, so why was his shop so crowded? Was it because the boss was good-looking?

But I have to say that this may be one of the reasons.

Jiang Xinghuo had always been good-looking. After getting the Iron Shirt, not only did his figure become more stylish, but his temperament also became unique.

Jiang Xinghuo was busy until after seven in the evening before he finally had some free time. He then began to contact the suppliers and asked them to deliver the goods to their doorsteps as soon as possible.

After finishing all the work, Jiang Xinghuo made a bowl of instant noodles and took out his cell phone while eating.

But before he opened the game, several special guests arrived in the store.

"Comrade police, what can I do for you?"

Jiang Xinghuo put down his phone, looked at the police car outside, and then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Don't be nervous. We came here today just to ask some questions."

The middle-aged policeman smiled and waved his hand, took out a photo from his pocket, and said, "Is this you?"

Jiang Xinghuo took a quick look and saw that it was the crowd that was captured on surveillance video when the fire broke out last night. He was naturally among them, but it seemed as if he was deliberately magnified and the others were blurred.

"Yes, I went out to eat last night and happened to see the department store on fire..."

Jiang Xinghuo nodded and said with a smile: "Comrade police, you don't doubt that this matter has anything to do with me, right?"

"Don't worry, I know this matter has nothing to do with you. I just want to ask, did you see or hear anything outside the fire scene last night?"

"No."

Jiang Xinghuo shook his head and said, "The fire was so big at the time that I didn't dare to go forward to join in the fun. I just watched from a distance for a while and didn't find anything unusual."

"Really do not have?"

"I promise, absolutely not."

The middle-aged policeman looked at Jiang Xinghuo's expression carefully, and after confirming that he did not seem to be lying, he nodded and took out a business card from his pocket.

"This is my contact information. If you think of anything or encounter similar things, just call me directly. My phone is always on 24 hours a day. We will definitely protect the legitimate rights and interests of citizens."

After saying that, he walked out of the store without any hesitation.

After he left, Jiang Xinghuo picked up the business card on the counter and was stunned when he saw the content on it.

"Folk Affairs Abnormal Investigation Bureau, Team 2 Leader, Lin Tianshou."

(End of this chapter)