How are anomalies born?
No one can give a complete answer to this question.
However, as a top-tier Second-Grade Ghost Controller who was only half a step away from becoming a King in his previous life, Chu Qing understood a little.
The rule for the birth of anomalies is: there are no rules at all!
That’s right, the birth of anomalies can happen under any circumstances.
Humans, especially Ghost Controller humans, either get killed and absorbed by an anomaly, or there’s a chance they become an anomaly themselves.
Besides that, an old artifact, a coincidental event, or even a certain phrase, a certain sound, or even something completely intangible like a certain website.
These things could even become anomalies.
The rule for the birth of anomalies is that there are no rules at all.
However, as a top-tier Ghost Controller in his previous life, Chu Qing also knew some inside information.
Although anomalies can be born under any circumstances, an increase in Yin Energy will inevitably accelerate their birth.
Yin Energy is the most prominent feature of the era of terror.
As Yin Energy increases worldwide, the entire world’s environment will undergo certain mutations and changes in the future.
Therefore, regarding the changes in the Death Apartment, Chu Qing still had a little bit of confidence, provided Ding Xie hadn’t been bragging to him at the time.
However, Chu Qing hadn’t expected it to go so smoothly.
The Blood Letter slowly disappeared.
Chu Qing’s Blood Eye also condensed, staring at the extremely ordinary stainless steel and glass mixed door.
Soon, the Blood Eye observed something different.
The convergence of dense Yin Energy was, of course, a given.
More importantly, through the Blood Eye’s observation, a slightly unusual change appeared before him.
【????】
【Note: Human, it seems something is attracting and condensing. Damn it, even I can’t see what it is?】
That’s right, even the Blood Eye couldn’t see anything.
But that was enough.
He could now completely confirm that the prototype of the Death Apartment was condensing.
This was enough.
If Ding Xie had been messing with him and this method couldn’t summon the Death Apartment, then he would have to expend considerable effort to choose a Grave Ghost.
Thinking of this, Chu Qing didn’t waste any more time.
He glanced at the time, placed the Netherworld Treasurer God on the counter, and without even taking off his clothes, he lay directly on the wooden bed in the inner room, his eyelids slowly closing.
Even with the coexistence of the Blood Eye, it didn’t make his body much stronger.
In fact, judging from his Yang Longevity and Yin Longevity, it was clear that integrating the Blood Eye was actually a burden for him.
However, precisely because of this, after being busy from morning until now without stopping, Chu Qing was equally tired.
However, as the lights went out, he closed his eyes, and just as he was about to drift into a drowsy sleep, a crisp clanging sound came from outside the door, piercingly loud.
“Qingzi! Qingzi! Help!”
Chu Qing opened his eyes, got up directly and pushed the door open, then he saw Fang Ping frantically pounding on the large iron gate outside the Cemetery.
However, at this moment, Fang Ping’s situation was a bit miserable.
There were bloodstains on his pants and body, and several distinct scratches on his neck.
Chu Qing’s brows furrowed slightly: “What happened?”
“Ghosts! There are ghosts! Holy crap, Qingzi, you saved my life! I’ll kowtow to you!”
Looking at the incoherent Fang Ping and the extremely dense Yin Energy enveloping him, it was clear that this guy had encountered a ghost.
Chu Qing nodded, not caring: “Come in.”
Fang Ping finally followed him into the guardhouse.
Chu Qing lit the lamp again: “You saw a ghost?”
After coming in, Fang Ping seemed to have calmed down a bit. The great terror between life and death still made him seem disoriented.
“Did you use that paper figure?”
Fang Ping continued to nod, then looked at his good friend.
Was the Chu Qing in front of him a little too calm?
However, thinking of what had just happened, Fang Ping still felt cold air rising from his bones.
“Tell me about it.”
Yawning and pouring a glass of water, Chu Qing finally settled down.
Then, Fang Ping began to recount everything he had just faced…
“Human Head Lantern…”
Chu Qing thought for a moment. In his previous life, Luo City’s special geographical location meant that the frequency and number of ghost outbreaks were much higher than in most cities in Dragon Nation.
There were countless large and small ones, both known and unknown to him, so it was impossible for him to know all of them.
However, according to Fang Ping’s description, this thing actually spread its killing rules through its light.
This method was even more convenient than his Blood Eye!
If it grew, its potential was probably not insignificant.
Of course, while the Blood Eye’s killing rules might be more complex than the Human Head Lantern’s, Chu Qing had yet to see a Ninth-Grade anomaly that could contend with the Blood Eye’s combat power and rule strength.
Therefore, he wasn’t worried about anything.
“So, your injuries are from falling from the sky after that Substitute Paper Doll took effect?”
Fang Ping nodded: “Qingzi, you don’t know, my soul almost ran away from home on the way here. Those damn taxi drivers, several of them saw me and almost ran me over without stopping. Luckily, there was a kind person, otherwise, boo hoo hoo, our brotherhood would have been separated by life and death.”
Ignoring Fang Ping’s snot and tears, Chu Qing nodded: “Alright, then you go to sleep first. Sleep here. Tomorrow during the day, I’ll accompany you to your home to take a look. According to my conjecture, that thing shouldn’t be able to attack and kill indefinitely. After being defeated by you tonight, it will probably come looking for you again tomorrow. Be prepared.”
As soon as he said this, Fang Ping’s face turned pale, but Chu Qing had already returned to the room.
The night passed quickly, and Chu Qing slept very soundly. In contrast, Fang Ping’s panda eyes clearly indicated that he hadn’t had a very comfortable night.
However, just as Chu Qing woke up, the knocking on the large iron gate outside rang out again.
Chu Qing opened the large gate, and sure enough, it was none other than An Ruoxue.
Chu Qing’s gaze was somewhat playful.
The reason was simple: yesterday, when this woman led him to the Lin family villa, she drove a BMW 530 worth several hundred thousand.
However, today, this ex-girlfriend, whose in-laws and husband had all died, was driving her deceased husband’s Ferrari SF90.
Meeting Chu Qing’s teasing gaze, she forced a smile: “I brought breakfast. You haven’t eaten yet, have you?”
“Come in.”
Upon entering the guardhouse and seeing Fang Ping, An Ruoxue was slightly startled, but quickly reacted: “Let’s eat.”
Crab roe buns, shrimp dumplings, and spicy soup—this woman had put some thought into it, bringing a variety of breakfast items.
The three of them were each preoccupied with their own thoughts and didn’t speak.
However, what Chu Qing hadn’t expected again was that at this moment, engine sounds came from outside once more.
Was this North Mountain Cemetery usually so busy?
And what surprised him even more was that in the next moment, the locked gate actually made a rattling sound. Clearly, the gate had been opened.
Chu Qing’s brows slowly furrowed, then he went to the guardhouse window and looked outside.
A woman in her forties walked in, turning her head to look at the yellow Ferrari as she walked, somewhat bewildered.
And after Chu Qing and the other two stepped outside, the woman screamed instinctively as if she had seen a ghost: “You, you’re not dead?”
A scarlet glow appeared deep within Chu Qing’s eyes.
Should he have died?
Just those three words—the deeper meaning within them was worth pondering.
This early morning visitor was very interesting!