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

Taiping Old Street.

The morning sunlight slanted across the bluestone slabs.

Lin Ye stood inside the funeral parlor, quietly watching the sanitation worker sweeping the street across the street through the glass door.

He stopped what he was doing, put down the broom, turned around, faced the empty, century-old locust tree, and made a pushing motion towards the door.

"Click".

A faint, ethereal sound rippled through the air.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

The sanitation worker's body was like a sand sculpture that had lost its moisture, peeling away from his fingertips.

The white sand, after landing, was not blown away by the wind, and gradually pieced together on the ground to form a miniature door.

A deathly silence.

This kind of eeriness that kills without shedding blood is far more terrifying than those menacing ghosts.

Helena, standing behind Lin Ye, involuntarily took a half-step back with her long legs.

She could sense the terrifying, distorted laws of reality in the air.

"Boss... what kind of magic is this?"

Helena's voice trembled.

The light emanating from that pile of white sand resembled the heavenly light described in papal texts, but it brought absolute death.

"This is neither magic nor Taoist magic."

The connection between the Qi of Heaven and Earth brought by the Pure Yang Dao Body allows Lin Ye to see through the essence of things.

"This is a bug that appeared in the Earth's underlying code after the spiritual energy tide erupted. You can think of it as the Heavenly Dao getting sick, sneezing, and creating a high-level rule-based mystery."

"This thing is interesting. It kills without a knife, relying entirely on imagination."

Just as Lin Ye was about to push open the door and go out to examine the pile of white sand.

A soft sound of footsteps came from the wooden staircase on the second floor.

Ayougu, carrying a backpack stuffed full, clutched the black bamboo tube containing her natal Gu worm tightly in her hand, tiptoed down the stairs like a petty thief preparing to run away from home.

Today she changed into an elaborate and traditional Miao ethnic minority holy maiden's costume. She tightly covered her silver ornaments with her hands as she moved, afraid of making a sound.

The deadline is approaching.

She didn't want to leave the curse within her body at the funeral parlor, dragging down these guys who, despite their constant bickering, genuinely considered her one of their own.

She had planned it all out. While Lin Ye was having tea in the front hall, she slipped away through a side door in the backyard, took a taxi, and headed straight for the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"Oh, is the Miao holy maiden planning to go back to her village for a blind date? She's dressed up so elaborately."

A voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, suddenly rang out in the hall.

Ayougu froze, one foot dangling in mid-air, unable to move forward or backward.

She turned her head stiffly.

Lin Ye had turned around at some point and was leaning against the golden nanmu tea table, toying with a celadon teacup in his hand, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Boss... I... I'm going out to buy some breakfast."

Ayougu stammered out a lame excuse.

"Buying breakfast requires carrying a 30-pound hiking backpack and wearing your most treasured saintly outfit? What, is the old man selling jianbing (Chinese crepes) at the entrance of the old street having a beauty pageant today, dressed up so formally for a buy-one-get-one-free deal?"

Lin Ye put down his teacup, slowly walked to the top of the stairs, and looked up at the Miao girl who was trying to appear calm.

Ayougu bit her lower lip, her eyes inexplicably stinging.

She didn't dare look Lin Ye in the eye, lowered her head, and said in a seemingly casual tone:

"Oh, boss, don't worry about it. My mom's urging me to go back to the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"They say that Er Gouzi from the village has become successful, raising three hundred pigs at home, and they insist that I go back to get married. I'm only doing this because of family pressure."

"If your uncles knew you called them 'Er Gouzi, the pig farmer,' they'd probably rush to Jiangzhou to clean house overnight."

Lin Ye sighed.

How could he not see through that girl's clumsy acting skills?

In fact, back in the Ten Thousand Mountains, he had already sensed that there was something inside Ayougu's body, and that it was not simple.

He became suspicious when the girl unusually didn't stay up all night playing games last night.

"Alright, stop with the melodramatic acting. Your acting is too exaggerated and not touching at all."

Lin Ye reached out and gave Ayouguna a sharp rap on the head, which was covered by a heavy silver crown.

"Ouch!" Ayougu cried out in pain, clutching her head and glaring at Lin Ye.

"Does she really think she's some tragic heroine saving the world? Trying to run back to her death with just a tattered bag?"

Lin Ye suppressed his smile.

"The employees I, Lin Ye, hire, unless they make a mistake and I fire them, will be dealt with as well as the King of Hell himself, who will have to ask my sword for permission first."

He pointed to the black bamboo tube that Ayougu was holding tightly in his arms.

"So what if I have a curse? My Nine Netherworld Purgatory Tower has plenty of empty rooms."

"If the day comes when I can't suppress them anymore, I'll just use pure yang fire to burn them for three days and three nights, roasting all those insects and giving them to you as snacks."

As Ayougu listened, tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

"Boss...you're a complete idiot."

While wiping away her tears, Ayougu cursed mercilessly.

"Once that thing erupts, the entire Jiangzhou will become a breeding ground for poisonous insects. Don't you even know what a sense of the bigger picture is?!"

"I don't understand the big picture; I only know how to protect my food."

Lin Ye snatched the backpack from her back and tossed it onto the sofa.

"Go back upstairs and change out of that opera costume, then come downstairs and eat."

"Brother-in-law! I smell something delicious!"

Just then, a series of cheerful footsteps echoed from the wooden staircase leading to the second floor.

Froststar, wearing a thin spaghetti strap nightgown and with her long, white legs bare, rushed down from upstairs like a gust of wind.

The Netherworld Empress didn't even glance at Ayougu, who was crying her eyes out. Her heterochromatic eyes were fixed on the pile of white light sand on the bluestone slab outside the door, with a longing green light gleaming in her eyes.

"Is that a new flavor of popping candy? It smells so good it makes your head spin!"

As Froststar spoke, she tried to push open the glass door, grab a handful of food, and stuff it into her mouth.

Stop.

A cool, clear voice sounded from behind.

Leng Yue walked slowly down the stairs, her moon-white cheongsam spotless.

She stretched out two slender white fingers and accurately pinched the back of Froststar's neck, forcefully pulling the gluttonous giant loli back.

"There is no life in that sand. If you eat it, you won't die, but your brain will probably become even less sharp."

"So what if I'm not good at thinking? As long as it tastes good, that's all that matters!" Froststar was still struggling, muttering softly.

Lin Ye ignored the two awful people and walked to the glass door without pushing it open to go out.

Instead, he took out the repaired [Bagua Soul-Fixing Mirror] from the system space.

This mirror can see through all illusions and reveal the true nature of cause and effect.

Lin Ye infused the mirror with pure Yang energy.

A layer of shimmering light, like ripples on water, slowly aligned itself with the pile of white sand outside the door that pieced together the pattern of the door.

"It seems the heavens of the Great Xia Kingdom are truly about to change."

Lin Ye looked at his reflection in the mirror.

Within the field of vision of the Soul-Fixing Mirror.

That pile of white sand is the entrance to a mental network labyrinth.

Deep within this labyrinth, it seems, countless pupil-less eyes are peering greedily at everything in the real world through this miniature "door."

"A naturally formed rule-like strangeness?"

Lin Ye put away the Soul-Stabilizing Mirror and gently tapped his fingers on the glass door.