Starting from the folklore forum, making up town objects

Chapter 420 One Minute on Stage
After receiving a reply from "Rainbow Snake Candy", Song Bin prepared to head over with Song Feng.

Although he was exhausted, he still chose to go directly, fearing that a prolonged assessment would lead to failure.

Having gone through two supernatural events as training, Song Bin was now full of confidence!

Throughout the day, in order to make Song Bin's experience better, Song Feng would only make a move when the ghost suddenly appeared in front of him, and even after making a move, he would not kill him, but would let him go and then continue with Song Bin.

This gave Song Bin the feeling of going to a haunted house, fearing that a ghost might suddenly jump out from somewhere.

As for the Soul Sealing Altar, Song Feng used the extra ones he brought to familiarize Song Bin with how to use it.

And indeed, a problem was discovered!
The problem wasn't with the Soul Sealing Altar, but with Song Bin himself.

Song Bin, I just can't bring myself to do it!

He saw people on TV biting their nails so cleanly and decisively, but he almost died from the pain!

The most crucial thing is that he finally managed to bite through the wound, but there wasn't enough blood!

While he was dawdling, the ghostly creature was already close enough to be tied up by Song Feng with reeds.

If this is an assessment, he has already failed.

This problem may sound a bit funny, but it is indeed a big one. If something goes wrong during the subsequent assessment tasks, then everything will be over.

Afterwards, Song Feng asked Song Bin to try to bleed some blood in advance, but the problem was that the blood started to coagulate after flowing out for more than ten minutes.

In other words, if Song Bin wanted to use this method, he could only start bleeding before fighting the ghost.

However, if the search for ghosts takes longer than the blood can clot, then there is danger.

In the end, to increase the chances of success, Song Bin asked a question in his group chat.

Then someone said that there is a medical anticoagulant tube that can keep blood in a liquid state for more than 72 hours!

In the end, "Rainbow Snake Candy" took care of everything.

With the anti-coagulant tube in place, Song Bin and Song Feng felt relieved.

Later, with Song Feng's assistance, Song Bin finally succeeded in sealing a vengeful ghost into the Soul Sealing Altar.

This is everything Song Bin experienced today.

At this moment, Song Feng was driving, while Song Bin lay in the back seat recovering his energy.

It was three hours later when we arrived at the address provided by "Rainbow Snake Candy".

By this time, it was already dark.

After the two got out of the car, Tang Cai, who had been waiting for a long time, came over.

“Binzi, I am Tang Cai, the ‘Rainbow Snake Candy’.”

Tang Cai stared intently at Song Bin.

Song Bin was somewhat flattered. He knew how wealthy the people in the group were, and he thought it was already good enough that they were willing to help. He never expected to be personally received.

"Brother Snake, thank you this time."

"Haha, you're too kind. We're like-minded people. I admire you for having the courage to go and search for the mountain god!"

Tang Cai smiled and asked, then looked at Song Feng: "And who is this?"

"This is my childhood friend Song Feng, who came here to be my driver."

"Hello, hello. By the way, Binzi, you haven't eaten yet, have you? How about we go eat first?"

Tang Cai nodded to Song Feng and then turned his attention to Song Bin.

Song Bin declined Tang Cai's invitation, as time was of the essence and they could eat anytime.

"No, Brother Snake, just grab something to eat on the way and let's go to that place you mentioned first."

Upon hearing this, Tang Cai didn't regret the banquet that cost tens of thousands of yuan. He simply had a few cakes packed up and sent over.

"Brother Song Feng, can you drive? I need to talk to Binzi in the back."

Tang Cai looked at Song Feng and said.

Song Feng nodded, not refusing the offer.

Let Tang Cai tell Song Bin more about that paranormal event; it will be good for Song Bin too!
After eating a few bites of the pancake, Song Feng went to get his car.

Song Bin and Tang Cai sat in the back seat.

"By the way, Binzi, here are the test tubes you requested."

Tang Cai picked up a small briefcase from under his feet and handed it to Song Bin.

Song Bin opened it and, wow, there were ten of them!

If it's full, won't he get dizzy?

He glanced at Song Feng in the rearview mirror, and after their eyes met, he sighed and took out a test tube.

Fortunately, there was a needle for drawing blood in the test tube box, so he didn't have to hurt himself anymore.

While bleeding, Song Bin asked, "Brother Snake, can you tell me about the situation in that place?"

"Row!"

Tang Cai responded, then swallowed hard as he looked at Song Bin's bleeding hand.

Then he began to tell Song Bin about what was happening there.

“I have an uncle who likes to collect antiques. Some time ago, he acquired a batch of antiques. He was quite happy about it and told my dad and others about it. He even held an appreciation meeting and invited his friends to appreciate the items.”

"As a result, the appreciation event had just ended when he got into trouble."

“He didn’t die, but ever since then, he hasn’t been able to sleep peacefully every night.”

“My uncle told me that every night at two o’clock in the morning, he would hear someone calling his name. When he followed the sound, he would see that batch of antiques.”

"He didn't know which of those antiques was the problem. He wanted to throw it away, but he couldn't bear to, since it was just a name and nothing else had happened. He had people come and take a look, but it didn't help."

"The only solution seems to be to move the bottle, but my uncle is stubborn and doesn't want to."

"Gradually, he got used to the sound and was able to fall asleep at night."

"But the problem got worse after he fell asleep! My uncle dreamed that he entered a tomb. The tomb was very big, and my uncle was walking around in the tomb passage, trying to find the exit."

"Before they could find the exit, he woke up—from the pain!"

"He fell down the stairs from the second floor to the first floor! He went straight to the hospital!"

"Later, after watching the home security camera footage, I discovered that after 2 a.m., my uncle got out of bed and walked around the house with his eyes open."

"Upon closer reflection, wasn't the route he took the tomb passage from his dream?"

Upon hearing this, both Song Feng and Song Bin showed some joy in their eyes.

What else could this kind of method, which can affect people but cannot directly cause harm, be but a wandering spirit?
Wandering spirits are ghosts, vengeful ghosts are ghosts, and malevolent spirits are also ghosts!
The underworld does not restrict the examiners from choosing which evil spirits to examine. If you think you can kill the evil spirits with a Yin-level talisman, then go ahead and get one.

Of course, if the examiners themselves are already strong enough to deal with evil spirits, then they cannot choose ghosts or wandering spirits. For example, Ding Xiuyuan, the senior director of the Investigation Bureau who joined the Underworld before, could only eliminate evil spirits.

Therefore, encountering a supernatural event at the level of a wandering ghost was indeed a good thing for Song Bin!
Moreover, it seems the true location of the ghost also exists.

Both of them were in a good mood.

Tang Cai continued speaking.

"My uncle only realized at this point that those things couldn't be kept; if they were, he wouldn't be able to sleep!"

"But who knew that after my uncle made the decision, it didn't end all of this."

"After he moved those antiques away, the nightmare didn't end. He still had that dream! It seemed that it didn't matter where the antiques were anymore. What mattered was that the ghost inside had haunted him."

"To solve this problem, my uncle made up his mind and smashed all those antiques! That night, he slept soundly."

"But the good times didn't last long. Two days later, the nightmare returned without warning. Because of the lesson learned last time, this time, my uncle didn't move an inch in the dream!"

"But he wouldn't leave, and other things started to leave. My uncle was harassed in his dreams all night long. When he woke up, he was physically fine, but he was listless all day!"

"That wasn't the end of it. He was later told that an antique had appeared in his collection room!"

"My uncle fainted immediately when he saw it!"

"Because that extra antique was one of the antiques he smashed!"

“After that, my uncle always needed someone by his side when he slept. When he was walking around in his dreams, the person outside would either stop him or wake him up.”

"In this way, he was neither bothered by the ghosts in his dreams nor injured in reality, and that's how he managed to get through it."

"But that wasn't a solution either. Later, my uncle contacted the Bureau of Polling, but they never responded."

At this point, Tang Cai suddenly asked, "Binzi, do you know about the Bureau of Investigation?"

Song Bin nodded. He didn't know yesterday, but he did after reading the information.

"If you know some things, why isn't the Bureau of Investigation helping you?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of joy crossed Tang Cai's eyes.

I know about the Bureau of Polling!

The probability that Song Bin was an undercover agent during the assessment is even higher.

Just as Tang Cai was about to complain about the Bureau of Investigation, Song Feng, who was driving in front, suddenly spoke up. "There are too many paranormal events. The Bureau of Investigation's energy is focused on more serious matters. These minor paranormal events will be postponed. If you want them to handle them, someone has to die. The more people die, the faster they will arrive."

Song Feng's words stunned Song Bin and Tang Cai.

Song Bin was stunned because he didn't know about this, since it wasn't mentioned in the information.

Tang Cai was stunned because Song Feng knew things that Tang Cai did not!

Would an ordinary person know about this?

impossible!
Even a rich kid like him couldn't know so much, so how did Binzi's childhood friend know?
Tang Cai suddenly tensed up, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

If Song Bin was one of the people taking the underworld officer assessment, how did he get this opportunity?
Tang Cai swallowed hard, suddenly realizing that he had seemingly picked up a sesame seed but lost a watermelon.

From the moment they met until now, he has been trying to get closer to Song Bin, but he has completely ignored Song Bin's childhood friend.

In order to get closer to Song Bin, he even made Song Feng his driver!

Tang Cai was a bit confused.

How to do?
How can we mend the relationship?

Tang Cai's mind raced, and he suddenly said, "Song Feng, the road ahead is a bit complicated. How about I drive?"

Upon hearing this, Song Feng glanced down at his phone's navigation.

"It's alright, the navigation is still on, I'm fine."

"Oh, the navigation only led me to the vicinity. Why don't you pull over and I'll drive?"

Song Feng didn't say anything, found a place to park, and then switched places with Tang Cai.

When Song Feng was changing seats, he felt that Tang Cai was quite polite. When he sat down, Tang Cai closed the door for him.

After becoming a driver, Tang Cai felt much more at ease.

He immediately started talking again, but this time, he wasn't just talking to Song Bin; he would also occasionally strike up a conversation with Song Feng to learn about Song Feng's information and temperament.

Another half hour later, the three arrived at their destination.

"We're here, this is it. Let me make a phone call first."

With that, Tang Cai got out of the car.

Upon seeing this, Song Feng, who was in the car, immediately took out a mesh sieve and covered his face.

"How about it?"

Seeing this, Song Bin also took out his own sieve and looked at it, but he couldn't see anything.

"I didn't see any yin energy, which means this ghost isn't very strong. I'll leave after I've gathered more information."

Upon hearing Song Feng's words, Song Bin suddenly became somewhat nervous.

"understood."

Song Feng looked at Song Bin and finally couldn't hold back, saying, "If something happens that you can't control, just shout or smash the window, understand?"

Song Bin looked at Song Feng, seemed to understand something, and nodded.

"I try my best not to go that far."

Song Feng felt a warmth in his heart, but still shook his head: "If it really comes to that, don't hesitate. I'd rather have another childhood friend than another colleague. If it doesn't work this time, there's always next time. As long as I'm alive, I'll find a way to drag you into the underworld."

Song Bin was deeply moved, and just as he was about to hug Song Feng and call him "Dad," Tang Cai returned.

"Binzi, Feng-ge, let's go in."

Song Bin was interrupted while casting his spell, but he didn't say anything more and got out of the car.

At this moment, he clearly did not glean anything from Tang Cai's form of address.

Song Feng, however, had some guesses after hearing Tang Cai, who looked older than him, call him "Brother Feng".

I chuckled inwardly, but also felt a sense of pride.

In the past, such a person would be someone who would drive past him on the main road in a luxury car without even glancing at him.

But now, the other person is calling him "brother"?
What are the reasons for this?
Of course there is no need to say more.

Tang Cai, seeing that Song Feng only glanced at him and did not object to his address, breathed a sigh of relief and became even more excited.

Winning over a ghost messenger is far better than winning over a ghost messenger who is currently undergoing assessment!

Of course, it would be even better if Song Bin could also become a ghost messenger.

Soon, the three of them entered the villa and saw the person who was entangled with the antiques.

An old man in his sixties, with jet-black hair but looking rather listless.

"Uncle Wen, this is the person I'm looking for, Song Bin, and this is his friend Song Feng."

Wen Siyuan glanced at the two young men, his brows furrowing slightly.

So young, yet he can see things clearly?

However, he had already communicated with Tang Cai's father beforehand, and besides, this was Tang Cai's good intention, so he did not object.

"Thank you all. Have you eaten yet? Let's go get some dinner."

Wen Siyuan didn't really believe that these two young men could solve his problem, so he wasn't in a hurry to let them take action.

But while he was anxious, others were also anxious.

Song Feng said, "There's no rush to eat, sir. Could we take a look at that thing first?"

Wen Siyuan glanced at Song Feng, nodded slowly, and said to his son beside him, "Shaojie, you take Tang Cai and the others there."

"Okay." Wen Shaojie said to Tang Cai, "Tang Cai, let's go."

Logically speaking, children of people whose parents have been close friends should have a good relationship, but in reality, Tang Cai and Wen Shaojie's relationship is just so-so.

Tang Cai is the kind of person who is unconventional and likes to have fun.

Wen Shaojie, on the other hand, is the rather dull and old-fashioned type. When the two are together, they either have to compromise with each other or they can't stand each other.

They belong to the latter.

Therefore, Wen Shaojie shared the same thoughts as his father regarding the people Tang Cai brought.

However, his father was doing it out of respect for Tang Cai's father, while he was doing it out of respect for his father's attitude.

If Tang Cai came to see him alone, he would not let the two of them in the door at all.

"It's inside."

Wen Shaojie stood at the entrance of the collection room and pointed to something placed in the middle of the room.

All three of them looked at the ordinary-looking bottle. Then, Song Bin and Song Feng took out mesh sieves and put them over their faces.

Within the sieve, a sinister aura emanated from around the bottle, though it was not strong.

The two exchanged a glance, and Song Feng turned to look at Tang Cai.

"I'll leave this to Binzi. I'll head out now."

As Song Feng spoke, he placed the bag he was carrying on his back on the ground. Inside the bag was one of the three Soul-Sealing Altars made by Song Bin.

Tang Cai, who was examining the mesh sieve in Song Feng's hand, was taken aback upon hearing this.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Cai put down the bag containing the Soul Sealing Altar, turned around, and followed Song Feng out.

"I'll accompany you."

Tang Cai ultimately overcame his desire to watch Song Bin catch ghosts.

A small leak will sink a great ship!
Tang Cai reminded himself of this.

On the other side, Wen Shaojie frowned as he watched the two leave, then turned his gaze to Song Bin.

"You'll handle it?"

Song Bin nodded.

"How long will it take? Should we go eat first?"

Song Bin glanced at Wen Shaojie but didn't say anything.

The phone rang, and after learning that Song Feng had already left, Song Bin took out the Soul Sealing Altar from his bag.

Open the test tube and use the blood to coat the mouth of the jar red.

Song Bin, already quite skilled, held the jar and aimed it at the bottle in the room.

After a while.

The bottle flew into the air, shrank, and disappeared into the jar.

Snapped!
Song Bin closed the jar lid, neatly wrapped it in a bag, then picked up two unused bags and looked at Wen Shaojie, saying:
"Forget about the meal, we've already eaten."

……

(End of this chapter)