Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department

"Chess piece?" Mo Lin frowned.

If he thought according to Qin Yuyu's train of thought.

Everything certainly had a hint of strangeness.

For instance, ever since Mo Lin arrived in Xu Yue City, he has been embroiled in battles.

He was inexplicably put on a hit list by the White Tiger.

As for the matters with the Three Corpses, that was unclear.

They captured Zishang Qingrou, wanting to refine a magical artifact.

But Mo Lin disrupted their plans.

Regarding the grudge with the Three Corpses, Mo Lin couldn't be sure.

But being hunted by the White Tiger was quite mysterious.

Unfathomably mysterious.

What a master!

Mo Lin stared at Qin Yuyu, only to realize that this person was quite extraordinary.

"Don't look at me that way, my master told me about these things." Qin Yuyu, aware of what Mo Lin was pondering, explained to him.

"I'm not the expert; it's my master who is the true master."

"My master is very skilled, his calculations are especially accurate. Want me to take you to see my master?"

"Sure." Mo Lin nodded slowly and said.

He was also very interested in the master Qin Yuyu spoke of.

"Let's go." Qin Yuyu nodded and said.

Mo Lin followed behind Qin Yuyu, with Wei Xun accompanying them.

Following Qin Yuyu, they walked through two streets and then arrived at a secluded area.

The group walked to the end of an alley, turned a few corners, and came in front of an old house.

"My master is inside," Qin Yuyu pointed towards the direction of the house and said to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin followed her in and entered the house.

The house was small, estimated to be just over twenty square meters, with two floors.

Upon entering, he saw an elderly man dressed in a black long robe.

This elder had white hair and wore a pair of black cloth shoes.

"Yuyu, you're back."

The elder smiled, but when he saw Mo Lin, the smile vanished instantly.

His face turned serious.

"Who is this person?" the elder asked Qin Yuyu.

"His name is Mo Lin, I met him while capturing a ghost," Qin Yuyu pointed at Mo Lin and introduced him to her master.

Hearing Mo Lin's name, the elder became intrigued.

The elder stretched his head, looked closely at Mo Lin's face, and then said, "Oh... so it's you."

"Recently, you were in Beihai creating havoc, wiped out nine Disaster Level ghosts, then indirectly led to the deaths of more than ten Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits, and finally destroyed the Three Corpses."

"Thunk.." the elder tapped Mo Lin's head with his index finger, and then said, "You didn't even realize you were being used as a chess piece."

"Despite your years of Dao practice... you're still too young!"

"Why do you say that?" Mo Lin was quite puzzled.

"Simple, someone used you to kill the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits, wipe out the Three Corpses... all to weaken Xu Yue City's power," the elder slowly explained.

"The matter of the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits may have been manipulation, but the Three Corpses matter, I think not, those guys captured my senior sister," Mo Lin didn't think he was being used.

"You are a chess piece, and the Three Corpses are chess pieces too."

The elder chided Mo Lin: "The concept of karma is beyond your understanding."

"Someone strung a line on you; you became a puppet, led by the nose to Xu Yue City."

Mo Lin still wasn't quite convinced.

The elder wasn't in a hurry, "Come, let me show you."

Saying so, the elder took out a stick of incense, then lit it.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Mo Lin felt the white smoke from the burning incense was particularly irritating.

So irritating it made Mo Lin's eyes hard to keep open.

"Cough, cough..."

Mo Lin couldn't help but cough.

The elder, as if facing a powerful enemy, shook his incense-wielding hand vigorously!

His eyes were shut tight...

"Here... no... here..."

While saying this, his right hand plucked something from Mo Lin.

It was a black thread, conspicuous in the smoke.

"Pfft..."

The moment the elder grabbed the thread, as if struck by something, he suddenly coughed up blood.

"Tough nut!"

The elder, teeth bloodstained, forcibly yanked the thread out.

"The Ghost Messenger... it was when you helped that Ghost Messenger break a seal that the line was planted."

"There's a problem with that Ghost Messenger."

With those words, the elder's body suddenly seemed to get hit by something and flew backward, crashing hard onto the floor.

The wooden table nearby shattered to pieces.

Mo Lin's pupils contracted rapidly.

He had never suspected that Li Xue had any issues.

"Li Xue!" Mo Lin shouted.

No response!

"Li Xue! Come out..." Mo Lin called again.

Still no response.

Only then did Mo Lin realize that ever since he arrived in Xu Yue City, Li Xue had almost vanished.

Rarely appearing.

Also, Mo Lin returned from Beihai earlier on Li Xue's guidance to Xu Yue City.

The conflict with the Three Corpses was because Li Xue said Zishang Qingrou was captured by the Three Corpses.

So Mo Lin clashed with the Three Corpses.

Everything had its traces.

From Li Xue being hunted, then leading Mo Lin to Xu Yue City, it all connected.

Li Xue was never under Mo Lin's control.

He was always an independent entity.

Mo Lin never sealed him in the Ghost Suppression Book and trusted Li Xue unconditionally.

"Zishang Qingrou?"

Mo Lin slammed the table, "Things have gone awry..."

Ever since Mo Lin saved Zishang Qingrou, she had fallen into a coma.

Mo Lin left her to Li Xue without further thought.

Now it seemed, Zishang Qingrou was also problematic.

Thinking carefully.

After being rescued, Zishang Qingrou not waking up was a problem.

Was she really Zishang Qingrou?

Or another ghost?

Or had Zishang Qingrou been controlled by someone?

Indeed, he was used.

"Skillful methods... truly skillful methods..."

It was truly a grand game!

From the moment Mo Lin saved Li Xue, he was vaguely led by someone.

If not for encountering Qin Yuyu today, Mo Lin would still be in the dark about all this.

A cold glint flashed deep in Mo Lin's eyes.

Being used, this kind of feeling was truly uncomfortable.

"Du Kui.." Mo Lin called out to Du Kui.

Then Du Kui slowly appeared.

"Do you know Li Xue?"

"I know of him, a Yin Messenger; he's been dead for a long time," Du Kui slowly said.

Du Kui had just come from the Underworld and was well-informed about its affairs.

An Underworld ghost messenger dying, Yedou would know immediately.

"I was deceived..." Mo Lin now realized he'd been tricked.

Skillful methods... truly skillful methods.

"What about Zishang Qingrou? Where is she?"

Mo Lin asked Du Kui, "Didn't King Yan ask me to find her?"

"She's being hunted by ghosts from the Ghost Realm... her whereabouts are unknown now," Du Kui responded to Mo Lin again.

With this, Mo Lin was certain that who he saved before was definitely not Zishang Qingrou.

As for Li Xue, he wasn't a real Yin Messenger either.

He was calculated.

He was thoroughly calculated.