Chapter 395: The Gatekeeper |
According to Yang Haoran's plan, he decided to go alone to probe the target's strength, while Bai Xue and Captain Luo remained on standby. If any unexpected situations arose, he would notify them immediately.
Both of them had the ability to tear through space. As long as they maintained contact and knew his location, even if something unexpected happened, they could rush over immediately.
This was Yang Haoran's plan, but Bai Xue insisted on accompanying him to investigate the enemy's strength.
According to Bai Xue, she was worried that it would be too dangerous for Yang Haoran to go alone and probe the enemy's true power. Having her with him would provide backup.
However, Yang Haoran was concerned that having more people would increase the chances of being discovered, so he was reluctant to bring Bai Xue along.
Nevertheless, he eventually agreed to take Bai Xue with him to the crematorium due to her persistent pleading.
As the two were about to leave, Xiu Juan approached Yang Haoran.
Xiu Juan, in her physical form, now appeared no different from a living person. She could perform almost any task a living person could, and her current daily duties, aside from taking care of Xiaokang, included handling all the household chores, big and small.
Although Yang Haoran felt a bit awkward about this, he did not stop her. After all, someone needed to tidy up the house, and he had no time. Bai Xue was often busy with missions or cultivation during her free time. As for Old Wu, he had to manage all the affairs of the Lecheng Yin Division, leaving him with no time to clean the house either. So, this task fell upon Xiu Juan.
"No need, Bai Xue and I have something to attend to now. Don't worry about us for dinner; ask Old Wu what he wants to eat." Yang Haoran replied with a smile.
Upon hearing that Yang Haoran had something to do, Xiu Juan did not inquire further.
"Then be careful, Divine Envoy."
Yang Haoran nodded, and with Xiu Juan's blessings, he left the villa with Bai Xue.
This time, he did not choose to tear through space but instead prepared to drive to their destination like an ordinary person.
Since they were going to investigate the enemy's true power, it was only natural to disguise themselves as ordinary people, making it easier to achieve their goal.
"Seal your demonic spiritual power; don't let any of it leak out," Yang Haoran reminded Bai Xue after getting into the car.
"Don't worry, Underworld Envoy big brother. Whenever I go out, I always seal my demonic spiritual power. I'm not as flamboyant as I used to be," Bai Xue replied.
As she spoke, Bai Xue not only sealed her demonic spiritual power but also took out her mask and put it on.
"Didn't you break this mask during your fight with the old man last time?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
"It broke, so I had Captain Luo make me a new one. That's a small task for him," Bai Xue said with a laugh.
"However, I think it's better if you don't wear the mask this time. Wearing a mask might draw more attention," Yang Haoran advised.
Generally, Bai Xue would only remove her mask while at home. Whenever she left the villa, she habitually wore the mask, as her appearance was too likely to cause trouble.
Upon hearing Yang Haoran's words, Bai Xue couldn't help but complain, "So should I wear it or not?"
"Didn't I make it clear?" Yang Haoran responded with a smile.
Bai Xue pursed her lips, mumbling as she removed her mask, "You're giving me so much trouble for this errand, and we don't even know if we'll make it back alive. I'm risking my life for you, and this is the attitude you give me?"
Yang Haoran simply smiled and did not respond. Instead, he focused on his own preparations.
First, he forcibly drew back all the Yin Qi surrounding his body into his body. Then, he sealed his Yin spirit power within himself. With these measures, he appeared no different from an ordinary person.
After completing these preparations, he drove away from the villa.
The western crematorium was not located within the city but rather about three kilometers west of the city, on a small hill. It took about half an hour for Yang Haoran to drive from his villa to the destination.
Half an hour later, Yang Haoran stopped outside the crematorium. Instead of entering, he called Captain Luo from inside the car.
The signal near the crematorium was poor, and it took several attempts before Yang Haoran successfully connected with Captain Luo's phone.
"Captain Luo, have you found the information?"
"I've sent her information to your mobile phone. Check it," Captain Luo's voice was unclear due to the poor signal, interrupted by static and noise. However, Yang Haoran could roughly understand his message.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Haoran found that his mobile phone had not received the information sent by Captain Luo. He did not panic but instead lit a cigarette in the car and waited calmly.
A moment later, his mobile phone alerted him, and he received the information from Captain Luo.
This information was about his current target, and it was very detailed. Yang Haoran carefully read through it and then passed the mobile phone to Bai Xue.
"Familiarize yourself with her information first; I'll go and perform an act."
Upon saying this, Yang Haoran immediately got out of the car. Seeing this, Bai Xue hurriedly lowered her voice and reminded him.
"Be careful. If something happens, just shout loudly; you don't need to scream for me to hear you."
Yang Haoran smiled awkwardly, ignoring Bai Xue's words. He closed the car door and walked towards the crematorium.
Even before entering the crematorium, Yang Haoran felt a cool sensation approaching him. This coolness formed by Yin Qi did not make him uncomfortable; instead, he found it quite familiar.
The gatekeeper was an elderly man sitting on a chair in a drowsy state. In front of him was a large teacup filled with strong tea, but even this did not seem to prevent his sleepiness.
Yang Haoran pondered for a moment and then approached the gatekeeper's room, gently knocking on the window.
Yang Haoran's action was gentle, so the knock was not loud. Still, the old gatekeeper was startled, his body jerking as he woke up.
Seeing a person outside the window, the old man's expression was not pleasant. His brows furrowed, and his eyes held a hint of resentment, clearly displeased that Yang Haoran had disturbed his sweet dream.
"What's the matter?" the old man asked unfriendly.
Yang Haoran showed a kind smile but did not immediately answer. Instead, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled one out, and offered it to the old man with a smile.
Seeing that Yang Haoran was quite polite, the old man's expression softened a bit. He accepted the cigarette Yang Haoran offered, habitually checked the brand, and then showed a faint smile.
"Heh, young man, you must be quite wealthy to be able to afford such good cigarettes. You can't judge a book by its cover, can you? These cigarettes you're offering aren't fake, are they?"
The old gatekeeper turned the cigarette around, carefully inspecting it while speaking with a smile.
In the past, Yang Haoran used to smoke some popular cigarette brands. Even after becoming the Burial Master, this habit did not change.
However, after Master Wu moved in to live with him, he never bought cigarettes again. All the cigarettes he smoked were prepared by Master Wu, and the brands Master Wu provided were high-end.
Yang Haoran did not concern himself with the details. Since Master Wu had prepared them, whether he bought the cigarettes himself or received them as gifts, Yang Haoran simply smoked them, saving him the trouble of buying them himself.
Faced with the old gatekeeper's skepticism, Yang Haoran's smile did not falter. He took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for the old man.
"Old Sir, please try it."
The old gatekeeper did not stand on ceremony and took a deep puff, his expression one of enjoyment.
"Hmm, not bad, very pure, doesn't burn the throat, and has a nice feeling. These cigarettes indeed live up to their high-end reputation; I like them a lot."
Yang Haoran did not know if the old man could discern the cigarette's authenticity, nor did he care. Seeing the old man's expression of enjoyment, he took out the pack of cigarettes from his pocket and placed it on the old man's table.
"I came in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare anything. Since you enjoy these cigarettes, please take them if you don't mind."
The old man accepted the cigarettes, opened the pack to take a look, and saw that only two were missing. His smile immediately grew more pronounced.
"Heh heh, well then, I won't stand on ceremony." The old gatekeeper closed the cigarette pack and put it in the drawer in front of him. After completing these actions, he smiled and asked Yang Haoran, "Someone in your family passed away, didn't they? Do you need this Old Man to do anything for you?"
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