The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 426 - 0426: Impervious to Ghosts and Gods

Chapter 426: Chapter 0426: Impervious to Ghosts and Gods

Zhang Yinyang, Yang Hao, along with a few other men and women, saw the ghosts retreat and got up from the ground. Without a word, they crowded around Long Fei.

In their eyes, Long Fei was the lifeboat in a flood.

Whoever approached him would have a chance to live.

They tried to stay as close to Long Fei as possible, for although the ghosts had left, they hadn’t gone far.

Yang Hao was red-faced with embarrassment, never willing to accept Long Fei’s superiority, but now he had to ask him for help to save his life.

But Long Fei ignored them. He set up a tent in the pavilion, prepared to spend the night there.

After all, the road down the mountain wasn’t easy to navigate at night.

Li Zhenni’s eyes widened, thinking to herself what on earth was this guy doing?

With so many ghosts darkly surrounding them, he seemed not to care at all.

Zhang Yinyang and the others shared the same thought.

They glanced at Li Zhenni with faces full of pleading, signaling her to quickly beg Long Fei to leave the mountain!

Li Zhenni cleared her throat, walked over with her arms crossed, and asked Long Fei, "What are you doing?"

"Setting up a tent to sleep of course!"

Long Fei replied nonchalantly, flicked his wrist, and the pop-up tent sprang open, then he secured its four corners.

Li Zhenni clicked her tongue and whispered, "Are you alright? There are so many ghosts around, and you actually want to sleep?"

Long Fei placed the sleeping bag inside and chuckled at her, "Weren’t you the one who wanted excitement? Now it’s great, when there’s nothing to do you can even chat with the ghosts!"

"Chat my foot!"

Li Zhenni gritted her teeth, convinced that Long Fei was doing this on purpose.

After setting up the tent, he really did crawl inside and lie down.

Li Zhenni shone her flashlight and saw several miserable faces behind her, feeling just as miserable as them.

But at least she had Long Fei to rely on.

Anyway, if the sky fell, Long Fei would be there to hold it up.

She shrugged her shoulders at Zhang Yinyang and the others, reluctantly crawling into the tent.

Zhang Yinyang and the crew stood rooted to the spot, torn between leaving and staying.

If they left, the numerous ghosts were like wolves waiting to pounce, and they feared that the moment they stepped away, the ghosts would devour them.

If they stayed, the attitude of the others was a clear insult.

They were people who cared about their dignity; they couldn’t just flatter others shamelessly.

Yang Hao shouted with arms raised, "Long Fei, I’ll have you know, I, Yang Hao, have my pride!"

He tilted his head back, admired by the others, and ran over to kneel outside the tent, knocking his head on the ground while begging, "Brother Long, I was wrong before. You are a magnanimous man, so please don’t hold it against me. Tonight, I will guard outside for you!"

Zhang Yinyang and the others felt like vomiting blood. What happened to all that pride?

The men and women who had come with Yang Hao followed suit, kowtowing to Long Fei at the entrance of the tent, trying to get as close to him as they could.

Only Zhang Yinyang, face flushed, sat alone holding the Peach Wood Sword, upholding his last shred of dignity.

Long Fei inside the tent tightened his brow, thinking this kid did have some backbone.

If his character wasn’t bad, he might well teach him a thing or two.

His Yin Yang Eyes were not something just anyone had.

This kind of talent was fit for practicing Ghost Techniques.

In dealings with the Underworld in the future, he would definitely be a strong asset.

As time ticked by, the Yin Qi outside grew denser by midnight.

Zhang Yinyang’s Soul Summoning Banner fluttered like the wings of a butterfly, stirring up the Yin Souls scattered throughout the mountain.

Initially, only about a dozen Yin Souls awoke, but by midnight, there were over a thousand Yin Souls, layer upon layer, surrounding them.

Drifting in the space for a long time like cosmic particles, their self-awareness had all but vanished.

They were purely reacting on instinct, oblivious to why they were gathering there.

All they sensed was that there was something here for them to absorb and devour.

One ghost shadow after another appeared, forming black, oppressive circles.

From time to time, gusts of Yin wind rose up, whimpering and sobbing, chilling to the bone.

It was nothing short of a procession of a hundred ghosts, terrifying to the extreme.

Yang Hao and the others were groggy, wanting to sleep but also afraid Long Fei might suddenly leave them behind.

If they fell asleep, they might never wake up again.

They forced themselves to keep their eyes open, hands shivering as they sat outside the tent, holding hands.

Inside the tent, Li Zhenni lay on her side next to Long Fei, her eyes wide open, staring at this magical man.

Who would have thought, people fear him, and so do ghosts.

With him here, the ghosts outside simply didn’t dare to approach.

She turned over, crawled out of the tent, picked up a flashlight, and shone it in all directions.

Above the graves, under the tree canopy, and inside the ruins, all were filled with dark human figures.

Yang Hao and a few others also stretched their necks to look, crying out anxiously, "Big sister, can’t we just not provoke them?"

Li Zhenni smiled, sat outside with them for a while and thought to herself that she had really come to the right place tonight.

Sleeping surrounded by so many spirits was definitely the coolest thing she’d done in her life.

She called out to Zhang Yinyang, "Master, won’t you come and join everyone?"

Zhang Yinyang’s face turned red, and he said nothing.

Li Zhenni beckoned, "Come over, I have something to tell you!"

She gave Zhang Yinyang a way out, considering the Yin Souls were already less than ten meters away from him.

He felt his consciousness was constantly being disrupted by the spirits.

At Li Zhenni’s invitation, he immediately got up, pretending to be calm, and hurriedly sat down underneath the pavilion.

"What is it?"

He looked around and let out a long sigh of relief.

Li Zhenni asked him, "What are you doing now, besides live streaming?"

Zhang Yinyang shook his head, somewhat embarrassed, "This is all I know how to do, I used to follow my master to check on gravesites. After the master passed away, I’ve been living by live streaming."

"You’ve got some brains!"

Li Zhenni chuckled and extended an invitation, "I am Li Zhenni, the CEO of the Li Group. Our group has an adventure team that needs a variety of talents. Your qualifications are very much to my liking. If you are willing, you can join us. Our base salary is five thousand, and there’s a fixed bonus for each adventure, at least one million. The greater the merit, the higher the bonus."

Yang Hao stared wide-eyed, secretly marveling, as he had always thought Li Zhenni was just an ordinary girl.

Who knew that she was actually the heiress of the Li Group?

Being in the circle, he certainly knew about the Li Group.

He discreetly whispered in Zhang Yinyang’s ear, reminding him to seize the opportunity.

Zhang Yinyang thought for a while and asked Li Zhenni, "That master, is he part of your adventure team?"

He had no interest in the adventure team or the treatment, but his interest in Long Fei was significant.

For someone who grew up with a physical deficiency, following a charlatan master, relying on the dead for a living.

His personality was arrogant and also lacked a sense of security.

But with Long Fei,

he found this long-lost sense of security, as if he was seeing his master for the first time.

By his master’s side, he wasn’t afraid of other children laughing at him, bullying him.

Li Zhenni thought for a moment, and whispered to him, "He’s not from the adventure team, but he is my man!"

Zhang Yinyang’s eyes sparkled, and without a second word, he agreed, "I will join you!"

Li Zhenni felt amused inside, easily seeing what was on Zhang Yinyang’s mind, and with one sentence, she hit right where it counted.

She knew that Zhang Yinyang wanted to follow Long Fei to learn.

So, she deliberately leveraged Long Fei’s face to bring this guy into her adventure team first.

Inside the tent, Long Fei heard their conversation but deliberately kept his eyes closed and remained silent.

At that moment, around his neck,

the Bodhi Seed was shining brightly, once again indoctrinating him.

The Buddhist Sect speaks of six senses: the skill of the ear, the eye, the nose, the mouth, the heart, and intuition.

The Bodhi Seed insisted on teaching Long Fei the Heavenly Ear Skill so he could hear what the spirits around him were saying.

Long Fei cursed at the perversion, closing his eyes and ignoring it.

Damn it, just looking at these Yin Souls was creepy enough, he had no interest in listening to their ghostly wails.

The Bodhi Seed tempted him, claiming that once he learned this skill of the Heavenly Ear, as his cultivation level deepened, in the future he could hear the heaven and the earth, and even the human heart. If he faced an enemy, no matter how they disguised themselves, he could discern the truth with a single listen.

Long Fei furrowed his brows, showing interest for the first time.

If he were to become a monk, it had to come with some practical benefits.

This benefit sounded good.