Nightmare level ghost, that’s a level five ghost.
It’s a height she can never reach in this lifeti.
"Aren’t you helping gather information?" Mo Lin asked Feng Mingyu.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Feng Mingyu snapped out of his shock.
"This way."
Feng Mingyu led the way in front, with Mo Lin following behind him.
There were more and more people along the way.
Mo Lin followed Feng Mingyu to an unknown small shop.
The shop had a sign overhead and a few low-level ghosts locked inside.
A railing ran in the middle.
The railing was isolated outside, it was a protective glass, leaving a small twenty-centiter-high opening for transactions with people inside.
An old man was sitting inside.
The old man wore black sunglasses, with dozens of phones placed in front of him. He kept his eyes on the phones and occasionally wrote sothing in a notebook with a pen.
This old man was very busy, focusing on the phones the whole ti.
Mo Lin and Feng Mingyu entered the room, and the old man did not notice.
Feng Mingyu pointed at the old man and said to Mo Lin, "This man is my uncle.."
"Your uncle is a bit old.." Mo Lin was embarrassed.
The old man was at least fifty or sixty, while Feng Mingyu was only in his twenties.
Mo Lin couldn’t help but make a remark.
"My uncle is very impressive. His main job is collecting information; he knows all the big and small news of Yun Chuan."
Feng Mingyu greeted the old man inside the protective glass, "Uncle..."
Liu Feng paused what he was doing, looked up, and saw Feng Mingyu’s face, then smiled.
"Mingyu is here.. haven’t seen you in a long ti, how have you been lately?"
"Not bad."
Feng Mingyu pointed to Mo Lin beside him and introduced him to Liu Feng, "This is my friend, Mo Lin."
Upon hearing Mo Lin’s na, Liu Feng leaned forward and took a closer look at Mo Lin.
"I know this guy, he caused quite a commotion at the Xian Family a few days ago, and almost flipped the headquarters of the Ghost-Controlling Society yesterday."
With just a few words, he recounted Mo Lin’s affairs.
"By the way... this guy also sold several top-grade ghost artifacts a few days ago."
Listening to Liu Feng’s words, Mo Lin imdiately realized that Feng Mingyu was not exaggerating.
His uncle’s information network was indeed impressive.
"What brings you here?" Liu Feng knew Feng Mingyu’s personality well, he wouldn’t co without a reason.
Since Feng Mingyu brought a friend to him, there must be sothing up.
Feng Mingyu touched Mo Lin’s shoulder with his right hand, signaling him to speak.
"I ca to you to inquire about so information." Mo Lin directly told Liu Feng.
"You can inquire about information, but my information is not free, I charge Netherworld Currency." Liu Feng made a living from information.
Obviously, asking him for information required paynt in Netherworld Currency.
After all, Liu Feng’s information gathering incurred significant daily expenses.
"Sure." Mo Lin nodded in agreent.
"Tell , what do you want to ask?"
"I want to ask who caught a ghost child recently."
"Let check for you."
Liu Feng picked up a white notebook and began flipping through it.
After about ten minutes, he found sothing.
Liu Feng picked up a pen, found a piece of paper, and recorded the information from the notebook onto the paper.
He waved the piece of paper in front of Mo Lin.
"The information you want is written here, one thousand Netherworld Currency, no bargaining."
Mo Lin didn’t hesitate, took out a thousand Netherworld Currencies, and handed them to Liu Feng.
Then Liu Feng passed the piece of paper with the information through the protective glass to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin unfolded the paper, and a few simple sentences were written on it, "The ghost child was caught by a disciple of the Qi Daoist Temple."
Although he didn’t know how Liu Feng obtained this information.
But it didn’t seem fake.
"My uncle’s information is very accurate. If he gives you information, it’s one hundred percent true," Feng Mingyu told Mo Lin.
"Where is the Qi Daoist Temple? What kind of place is it?" Mo Lin was unfamiliar with the Qi Daoist Temple and didn’t know anything about it.
Feng Mingyu’s pupils shrank suddenly, "Oh my God... you wouldn’t be thinking of causing trouble at the Qi Daoist Temple now, would you?"
Mo Lin had already provoked Master Sun, and now he wanted to go to Qi Daoist Temple.
What’s up with him?
Is he trying to offend all the people in Yun Chuan’s black and white paths?
First, he dealt with Master Sun, and now he wants to have a conflict with the Qi Daoist Temple people?
How bold is he?
Can’t he settle down a bit?
"I’m not really going to cause trouble, I just need to get sothing." Mo Lin explained to Feng Mingyu.
Feng Mingyu slightly curled his lips, not believing Mo Lin’s words.
"Can you settle down? The Qi Daoist Temple holds a high status in Yun Chuan. There are two large Daoist Temples in Yun Chuan, one is the Jin Ancestral Hall, and the other is the Qi Daoist Temple."
"In the Jin Ancestral Hall, there are Ghost-Controlling Masters and Daoists, while the Qi Daoist Temple is purely composed of Daoists, with about a dozen Daoists."
Mo Lin was not very familiar with the concept of a Daoist.
He had never dealt with them.
But Mo Lin’s master had once been a revered Celestial Master in the mortal world, also a part of Daoism.
"The Qi Daoist Temple has traditional Daoists with specialized ghost-catching techniques. Their main inco cos from helping people capture ghosts, and occasionally doing small businesses, like selling ghosts." Feng Mingyu explained to Mo Lin again.
"Alright, I got it." Mo Lin turned and prepared to leave.
"What are you doing? You wouldn’t really go to Qi Daoist Temple, would you?" Feng Mingyu asked Mo Lin.
"Yeah, I have sothing urgent, I need to go to Qi Daoist Temple."
"Hey... Qi Daoist Temple isn’t easy to ss with.. hey..."
Feng Mingyu tried to persuade Mo Lin.
But Mo Lin didn’t listen at all and left decisively.
Feng Mingyu was utterly speechless.
Is this guy always this reckless?
Brash?
Completely fearless?
Feng Mingyu opened the Yun Chuan Ghost-Controlling Society group chat and vented there.
Feng Mingyu: "I’m speechless, this Mo Lin is truly a troublemaker."
Lin Xi: "Σ(⊙▽⊙"a?"
Yun Lin: "What happened again?"
Sha Jian: "What happened? Wasn’t the issue with Master Sun resolved?"
Feng Mingyu: "Mo Lin went to Qi Daoist Temple to stir up trouble."
Yun Lin: "Huh?"
Lin Xi: "Hah? Why can’t he stay calm for a mont?"
Sha Jian: "Did this guy take sothing? How can he be so bold? First, he bothered Master Sun, and now Qi Daoist Temple?"
Yun Lin: "What happened to him again?"
Feng Mingyu: "I don’t know either, but he’s already gone to Qi Daoist Temple, truly a troublemaker, I’m going to check it out now."
Lin Xi: "o(╥﹏╥)o He really loves causing trouble!"
Mo Lin hadn’t been in the group for even a day but had already beco the main topic of discussion among these people.
Feng Mingyu set out to chase after Mo Lin.
After leaving the black market, Mo Lin opened the navigation and followed it to Qi Daoist Temple.
Qi Daoist Temple was just a Daoist Temple.
It covered an area of over two thousand square ters.
Not very large, but nicely decorated.
There were stone lions at the entrance.
A young man in ordinary clothing guarded the entrance.
This man appeared lazy, lying on a chair with his legs crossed, in a light sleep.
He gently opened his eyes and then slowly closed them again, repeating this over and over.
As soon as he slightly opened his eyes, his body jerked, terrified, and he slumped onto the ground from the chair.
He exclaid, "Senior brother... help!"
"There’s a ghost... there’s a ghost..."
He shouted while pushing open the door and rushing into the temple.
Panicking, he stumbled and rolled, looking very embarrassed.
"Brothers... co out quickly.. there’s a ghost coming.."
"A fierce ghost..."
Mo Lin arrived at Qi Daoist Temple after seven in the evening and looked around.
There was no one else here, only him.
Ghost?
Could they be referring to him?
Mo Lin was confused, he had also been mistaken for a ghost when he returned to the mortal world earlier.
And now, he was mistaken as a ghost again.
These people probably had so sort of Qi Observation ability.
They might have mistaken Mo Lin for a ghost by observing Qi.
Of course... this was just Mo Lin’s own speculation.
From another perspective, Mo Lin could indeed be considered a ghost...
After all, he did have an identity in the Yin Departnt.
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