Detective Agency of the Bizarre
Chapter 137 - 137 137

137: 137.

Line up at the door 137: 137.

Line up at the door Mountains spent, rivers exhausted, doubting there’s no path, then amid dark willows and bright flowers, another village appears.

This line of poetry suitably describes Lu Li’s situation.

Lu Li thought he would be inactive during the lunch break, only able to wait until the break ended to continue his tasks.

However, he overlooked one point: the ghosts always considered themselves the hunters.

And they weren’t concerned about cameras.

That is to say, for the ghosts, lunchtime equated to hunting time.

Just like the ghost that had knocked on the opposite room’s door three minutes ago, now it was knocking on this room’s door.

Knock Knock Knock—

The knocking was urgent and continuous.

Fortunately, Lu Li’s two roommates—one with poor hearing, the other a heavy sleeper—hadn’t been woken by the knocking so far.

But if the ghost outside kept knocking, that might not remain the case.

Lu Li carefully sensed his surroundings to make sure no external eyes were on him and decisively summoned Yang Chunxue.

“I heed thy summons, you are my mas…hmm?

There’s a lot of negative energy here, are you already in a trial—”

“We’ll explain later, first make the two sleeping ghosts deaf to any sound.”

Lu Li said to Yang Chunxue, who knelt on one knee, a hexagram composed of dark energy manifesting beneath her feet.

This seemed to be a new entry behavior Yang Chunxue had come up with.

Whether it was practical or not could be debated, but it was indeed somewhat hard to look at directly.

Summoning Yang Chunxue might have been risky, as this was within an Illusionary Formation System, and unexpected changes might alert those outside, but there was no better alternative at the moment.

Fortunately, the Intuition Atlas hadn’t warned Lu Li up to this point.

“Oh…

okay.” Yang Chunxue stood up dumbfounded, her delicate hand waved, and two masses of dark energy enveloped the ears of two ghosts lying in their respective beds.

Just two inferior ghosts, capable against ordinary people, but Yang Chunxue, being close to a malevolent ghost, could handle them completely unnoticed.

After resolving the issue, Yang Chunxue looked at Lu Li, “What about the dead ghost under the bed?

Should I plug its ears too?”

“What do you think?” Lu Li replied indifferently, moving towards the door.

Knock knock—

Before the third knock sounded, the door was already pulled open.

A young woman stood outside, her hand still in the knocking position.

She withdrew her hand, clutching her chest in a frightened and tender voice, “Are you a competitor?

I am a competitor, and all three in my room are ghosts; I’m terrified, can I hide here for a bit?

Please…”

“Pah, siren.”

Yang Chunxue, who had concealed her presence and form, spat in disdain.

“Then please come in.”

Lu Li stepped aside, opening up a path.

“I really can’t thank you enough.” She showed relief, but perhaps having been dead too long, her body was stiff, rendering her smile strangely unnatural.

The young woman entered the room, and Lu Li shut the door behind him and turned around, the young woman’s stiff body pressing up against him.

Her breath hit his face, carrying a rotten, icy stench that rebounded, the smell sickening.

“How do you think I should thank you.” The young woman touched Lu Li’s chest with her index finger, her voice soft, but her face still stiff and tense, without a trace of expression.

“How about I eat you?”

Lu Li stepped back, leaning against the door, “If you continue this way, I will scream.”

After all, the drama must always be played out fully.

The young woman’s face suddenly writhed into layers of wrinkles, her eyes rolled back to show only white, her expression ferocious as she roared, “You go ahead and scream, even if you shout yourself hoarse, no one will come to your aid.”

“Scoundrel.”

Yang Chunxue couldn’t help but spit again.

“Who’s speaking!?”

The eyes of the young woman, previously all white, regained a spot of black as she abruptly turned her head.

Then, a rush of cold air hit her face, unstoppable and unavoidable.

Thud—

A corpse fell to the ground, a face still frozen in shock.

Lu Li felt a warmth in the palm of his hand, the Ghost Creature had already gone to be reincarnated.

“So weak, I didn’t even use much strength, and it just fell,” Yang Chunxue muttered, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

Lu Li ignored her, busy dragging the still-warm body of the female ghost under a vacant bed to hide it.

“Hey, how are you so skilled at this, be honest, how many times have you done this—hiding a body?”

After shoving the body under the bed and concealing it, Lu Li straightened up and answered Yang Chunxue’s first question, “It’s not that she was too weak, it’s that you’re too strong.”

This was just a trial, the Jinlongyu Taoist temple wouldn’t possibly bring dozens of evil spirits to let the candidates play house, it’s meaningless and unachievable.

Ghost spirits were enough to deal with these unarmed candidates, also to inspire a spirit of resistance, cooperation against opposition—if it were ghosts of resentment, that would be truly despairing.

But no matter what, they couldn’t have anticipated that a Ghost Envoy would sneak in scrounging for food and drink.

Lu Li’s unwitting comment hit right on the mark.

Yang Chunxue’s face flushed, and she turned her head away, stuttering and humming, “Wha—what…

don’t think I’m not mad at you for not letting me out for so long just because you say some nice things…

hey, are you even listening to me!”

“Shh…”

Lu Li furrowed his brows, turned back to Yang Chunxue, and gestured for silence, listening intently to the sounds outside the door.

A distant, barely perceptible scream approached, accompanied by footsteps.

Knock knock knock—

Less than a minute later, the knocking sounded again.

Yang Chunxue hid, while Lu Li walked to the door and opened it once more.

A young woman stood outside, hands clutching her chest, her expression conveying fear as she spoke in a tremulous voice, “Excuse me, are you a candidate?

I am, there are three ghosts in my room, and I’m terribly frightened, may I hide here for a bit?”

Her expression was much more normal, but a faint scent of decay permeated her, growing stronger with the opening and closing of her mouth.

Was she from the same dormitory as the previous young woman?

Not even changing the script?

“Then please, come in,” Lu Li said calmly, scanning over her protruding belly before stepping aside to let her through.

“Thank you, thank you.”

This line, at least, was different.

The young woman entered the room, and Lu Li closed the door behind her.

“Primordial · Celestial Opening!”

A stern shout erupted from behind him, followed by a sudden explosion of cold air.

Thud—

Another corpse fell to the ground, the expression of shock remaining.

Lu Li felt his palm warm up again, the Ghost Creature had already gone to be reincarnated.

Yang Chunxue raised her pretty face, “How was that move?

The name of the technique took me quite some—ugh, it stinks!”

The protruding belly of the young woman gradually deflated, and with it came a thick, lingering stench that spread throughout the room.

“Block their sense of smell, open the windows for ventilation.”

Yang Chunxue was already doing that, splitting two streams of cold air and neatly enclosing the heads of the two ghost creatures, while also opening the windows.

The air around her churned, driving the foul smell outside.

Though the source of the odor was still in the room, this action only alleviated the smell and didn’t completely remove it.

Seconds later, the stench of decay in the room lessened somewhat, and it was at this moment that the knocking came again, repeatedly.

Lu Li and Yang Chunxue exchanged a glance.

Another one?

It seems the ghosts are quite busy this afternoon.