Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

The next day, at 4 PM. (Shen Shi, the hour of Shen in the Chinese sexagenary cycle).

The sky over Jiangzhou City darkened again, with thick, leaden-gray clouds pressing down on the city, threatening another round of continuous autumn rain.

In the bedroom on the second floor of the Lin Family Funeral Shop, Lin Ye lay sprawled in a twisted "Tai" shape on the three-meter-wide super king-size bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Last night's shock absorption test on the "defense power of the Succubus Lace Robe" was incredibly brutal.

Although Leng Yue appeared shy and clumsy due to her lack of common sense, as a thousand-year-old red roc, once the wildness in her bones was ignited by the pure yang energy, it was simply a tireless plunder.

If Lin Ye hadn't temporarily exchanged 500 points for "The Complete Book of Elementary Talismans," which included a bit of Taoist breathing techniques for "strengthening the foundation and cultivating vitality," he probably wouldn't have been able to get out of bed this morning.

"My brother-in-law is biased..."

A soft, melancholic loli voice rang in my ears.

Lin Ye turned his head and saw Shuangxing, who had "fallen drunk" last night after drinking 150-year-old ginseng blood soup, squatting by the bedside.

Her silver-blue twin ponytails looked a little messy, and her originally clear heterochromatic eyes were filled with intense jealousy.

She stretched out two cold, white fingers and poked Lin Ye's cheek resentfully.

"Froststar was asleep last night, and you two were secretly cultivating together behind my back! I don't care, I'm making up for it now!"

As it spoke, the sickly white zombie opened its small mouth, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth, and bit down directly at Lin Ye's neck like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

"Hey, holy crap, stop messing around!"

Lin Ye was startled and quickly reached out to hold her little head.

With this movement, I felt a sharp, throbbing pain in my lower back.

Just then, the bathroom door was pushed open.

Leng Yue came out wearing that tight-fitting gray knitted loungewear.

After being nourished by pure yang energy overnight, this thousand-year-old red beast is now radiant.

Her originally pale skin now had a captivating, luminous glow.

The sharp, murderous intent in her deep red eyes had diminished, replaced by a languid charm and allure unique to mature women.

As she dried her wet silver hair with a towel, she glanced at Froststar with a haughty air, her tone carrying the authority of an empress:

"Froststar, stop fooling around. My husband is taking us to the 'Fourth Mental Hospital' today to search for the Extreme Yin Spirit Spring. We need to save our Yang energy for defense. If you keep bothering us, I'll leave you here to guard the shop."

"You...you're bullying us by abusing your power!"

Froststar puffed out her cheeks in anger, but due to the pressure of her bloodline, she could only reluctantly let go of Lin Ye, instead hugging his arm and looking at him with pitiful eyes.

"If there are any evil spirits in the mental hospital, my brother-in-law and brother-in-law must reward me with their yang energy..."

"Okay, okay, reward them, reward them all."

Lin Ye rubbed his aching lower back and got out of bed.

He retrieved the talisman-making material package from the system's inventory, walked to the counter on the first floor, and began to carefully draw talismans.

Tonight's destination isn't some half-baked haunted house like Qin Shao's, but rather a "mutated ghost realm" classified as the highest level of danger by the official Anomaly Management Bureau.

"Heaven is round, earth is square; laws and decrees are in nine chapters. Now I begin to write, and all ghosts will cower in fear..."

Lin Ye bit the tip of his tongue, mixing his pure yang blood into the water-based cinnabar.

Holding a purple-tipped brush, he concentrated and wrote with great skill on sheets of yellow paper.

With the knowledge imparted by the system, he no longer draws talismans awkwardly as before. His brush moves swiftly and smoothly, completing the head, core, and foot of the talisman in one go.

A series of faint crimson streaks flashed across the talisman paper, a sign that pure Yang energy was sealed within the talisman.

With each stroke, Lin Ye could feel the pure Yang energy within his body flowing from his fingertips to the tip of the brush, as if it were an extension of his life force.

The cinnabar in the inkstone boiled on its own without fire, emitting wisps of pale golden smoke.

The ordinary yellow paper, after being covered with cinnabar with a golden sheen, emitted a buzzing sound like metal striking stone.

When he finished drawing the last "exorcising and warding off evil spirits talisman", fine beads of sweat had already seeped from his forehead.

At the last stroke of the "talisman foot," he abruptly pulled back his brush, and the entire talisman floated slightly in the air for half a second, the incantations on it flashing a dazzling crimson like the blazing sun.

Leng Yue stood to the side, her deep red eyes fixed on Lin Ye's profile.

She could feel the extremely powerful aura emanating from the talisman, a power strong enough to scorch ordinary ghosts.

She stretched out her icy fingers and gently ran them across the lingering warmth of the yang energy in the air, a hint of infatuation flashing in her eyes that she herself was unaware of.

For a red wolves like Lin Ye, who are naturally inclined to control the cold and gloomy, Lin Ye's focused and passionate state at this moment is like the most deadly poison in the world, enticing her to approach and possess him.

Lin Ye finally stopped after drawing a total of twenty "Three Yangs Obscuring Fire Talismans" and ten "Exorcising Evil and Suppressing Evil Talismans".

He carefully folded the talismans and put them close to his body into his tactical canvas bag, along with the seven-section peach wood sword and the Three Elements Compass.

"Ready to go!"

……

Six o'clock in the evening, the hour of You (5-7 PM). The hour of encountering demons.

The site of the Fourth Mental Hospital in the western suburbs of the city.

A long yellow warning line had already been set up here.

Surrounded by overgrown weeds, the dilapidated gray-white buildings of the mental hospital, shrouded in night, resembled several giant tombstones, exuding an eerie and oppressive atmosphere.

A thick, visible black fog enveloped the entire hospital, abruptly separating the area from the real world.

Lin Ye stepped out of the taxi, holding a black umbrella to shield himself from the faint haze in the sky.

Leng Yue wore a fitted black trench coat that completely covered her stunning figure, revealing only her incredibly long legs clad in Martin boots.

She wore a mask and sunglasses, perfectly concealing her stunning beauty and red beast-like features.

But that aloof and unapproachable aura still made the stray dogs passing by tuck their tails between their legs.

Froststar was dressed in a dark gothic Lolita dress with a small black top hat on her head, and obediently held onto Lin Ye's clothes.

As soon as Lin Ye reached the edge of the cordon, he saw a temporary command tent set up ahead.

Outside the tent, a dozen or so people were gathered in twos and threes.

Judging from their attire, some were wearing Taoist robes, some were wearing Tang suits, and some were carrying modern tactical backpacks.

Clearly, these people were all independent cultivators who had seen the bounty on the dark web and came here to try their luck.

Wang Pangzi somehow managed to sneak in and was squatting in a corner smoking.

Upon seeing Lin Ye, he rushed towards him as if he had seen his own father.

"Yoko! You actually came!"

Fatty Wang lowered his voice and pointed towards the tent:

"I've used my connections to inquire, and this time the Ninth Bureau not only spent five million, but also revealed the inside story."

"The hospital's basement used to be a mass grave, and now the resentment has erupted, creating an upgraded version of a ghostly maze! Let's just watch the spectacle from the outside and not go in to die!"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Lin Ye patted the fat man on the shoulder and glanced at the crowd.

Just then, a piercing sound came from the side.

"Oh, who do we have here? Isn't this that pretty boy who runs the funeral parlor on Taiping Old Street? What, now anyone and anything can take on the Ninth Bureau's bounty orders?"

Lin Ye looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, thin man with a gloomy face walking over, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt.

The man was toying with a strange black wooden plaque in his hand, on which a little ghost was vaguely drawn in dark red cinnabar.

This outfit, this aura—Lin Ye immediately found the answer in the "Complete Guide to Elementary Talismans" in his mind.

Folk Legalism, Yinshan School!