A Beta boy working part-time in another world

The degree of desolation here is more serious than Ye Sui had imagined.

Most of the books were damp and rotten, and would break at the slightest touch, making them impossible to collect.

Ye Sui turned around and returned to sit by the fire. There were only about twenty books he could use.

When Yan Wenqi was meditating, floating lights were spinning around his body. Hearing a slight movement, he opened his eyes and looked at Ye Sui, then closed his eyes again.

Yan Fei was bored, so he picked up a book at random. He found that he couldn't understand the words and was curious about why Ye Sui collected this thing.

"I don't know which dynasty these words are from. What's the point of collecting them?"

"I can understand." Ye Sui replied.

In the rainy night, a corner of the stone house was illuminated by fire. Yan Fei and Yan Wenqi looked at Ye Sui at the same time, and their eyes became unusual.

Yan Wenqi asked: "Are you a descendant of the people of Huangzhou?"

Ye Sui shook his head: "No."

Yan Wenqi asked back: "Then how can you understand it?"

As far as he knew, Huangzhou was established more than 8,000 years ago, and its writing system was different from the writing currently circulated on the Zhenlong Continent.

Even the older and more knowledgeable cultivators could not understand how this mortal could understand it.

Seeing that Ye Sui didn't answer, Yan Wenqi stopped asking.

He wasn't interested in this place after all.

Yan Fei asked curiously, "What is recorded in the book?"

"Some agricultural knowledge and some knowledge on cultivating immortals."

"That's just an unconventional and unorthodox method." Yan Fei shook his head and put down the book with disinterest.

He thought that these books recorded all unorthodox methods, just like the inferior magic techniques among the people.

Ye Sui didn't explain.

Just misunderstand.

He needs to study whether the things on it are true or false first.

If a person can really use magic with the help of a carrier, without having to temper the body, and let the spiritual energy reside in the carrier and play a role through guidance, it will simply be a blessing for mortals.

As it grew darker, Ye Sui yawned, took out a quilt from his storage bag and spread out on the floor.

Yan Wenqi and Yan Fei don't need that. They won't feel tired even if they meditate until dawn.

Jiang Laixi is still young and it’s hard for him to not sleep, so Ye Sui got one for him as well.

"Come and sleep." Ye Sui called Jiang Laixi over while holding up the quilt.

"Thank you, sir." Jiang Lai Xi was so moved that his eyes were filled with tears.

He really likes following Mr.

Not only are there delicious food, but you can also sleep in a blanket at night.

Thinking back to the years I have followed my master, it was common for me to sleep in the open air. Every time I went out, I either slept on or under a tree.

Ye Sui and Jiang Laixi chatted for a while and fell asleep soon after.

The burning sparks crackled and seemed particularly small in the stormy rainy night.

In the second half of the night, Yan Fei saw that the fire was almost out, so he found some wood nearby and made the fire burn more vigorously.

Hearing the noise, Yan Wenqi looked at Yan Fei, picked up the teacup on the small coffee table next to the fire, and poured a cup of tea.

This coffee table and cups were prepared by Ye Sui, which is quite thoughtful.

When it comes to enjoying life, neither of them can compare to Ye Suihui.

The tea has a subtle fragrance. After one sip, my irritable mood is soothed, and even the meaning of the words I was about to say changes.

"Yan Fei."

"Ok?"

"What was the outcome of Mu Yuncheng's case?"

Yan Fei was stunned. He didn't expect Yan Wenqi to ask about this.

Looking at his gloomy face just now, Yan Fei didn't dare to say a word, for fear of making Yan Wenqi unhappy and bringing unnecessary disaster upon himself.

The current topic made him happy. As long as he didn't ask about the drunken incident that day, everything would be fine.

"We found out the facts, but it's hard to deal with."

"Why?" Yan Wenqi glanced at him, lowered his head and continued drinking tea.

"My nephew's father got a magic technique called 'The Book of Heavenly Mystery'. This technique is evil and requires eating the heart of a mortal with spiritual roots to change his physique. My sister suspected that Mu Yunhaoyuan's spiritual roots came from an unorthodox source and has brought him back to the sect."

Yan Wenqi was a little confused, "What is the connection between the sudden death of Mu Yunhaoyuan's father and his secret practice of magic skills?"

Yan Fei scratched his chin in distress, "This is exactly what Senior Sister is confused about."

The topic ended here and we didn't talk any further.

Yan Wenqi glanced at the empty teapot and wanted to drink some more to ease his unstable emotions, but the person who knew how to make tea had already fallen asleep, so he had to give up.

"Oh, right." Yan Fei remembered something and said to Yan Wenqi, "There is something I haven't told you."

Yan Wenqi raised his eyes and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Yan Fei spread out his palm, and a purple jade flute appeared on his palm.

A very small jade flute for women, engraved with golden runes, glowed brilliantly under the light of the fire.

"Since I set foot here, this jade flute has become restless."

He didn't know why.

Logically speaking, the Netherworld Jade Flute is just an ancient magical instrument that doesn't even have a spirit, so it's not enough to cause such a thing.

But that was the fact. The Netherworld Jade Flute was trembling, as if it was being summoned, and as if it was trying to break free from Yan Fei's control.

"Let me see."

"Give."

Yan Wenqi carefully examined the jade flute, which was covered with a layer of spiritual energy, and did not notice anything wrong.

But at the same time, from the moment he got the flute, the irritability that was suppressed by the tea rose sharply, and he almost couldn't control his emotions and got furious on the spot.

pat-

The jade flute fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Fei picked up the jade flute and looked at Yan Wenqi with some concern.

Yan Wenqi recovered and his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts. He pinned the blame on the jade flute for affecting his mood.

"Yan Fei, from the moment we met, have you felt that our emotions have been affected?"

Yan Fei nodded: "Some."

Yan Wenqi pointed at the jade flute and said, "Although this thing is an ancient magic weapon, it was created by the first generation of Demon Lord. If I remember correctly, its owner is Mingyue Xin, the demon woman from the demon world."

Of course Yan Fei knew this.

“This jade flute has been suppressed in the Xiaoyao Sect for more than two thousand years. Its evil nature has long been eliminated, otherwise it would not have been passed to my senior sister.” Yan Fei said with a smile.

He didn't think it was a problem with the jade flute. If it was really a problem with the jade flute, someone who had used the jade flute would have had an accident long ago. Why wait until he used it before for problems to arise?

Yan Wenqi frowned and didn't think so.

"The real purpose of the Netherworld Jade Flute is to command all the ghosts in the underworld. How can we get rid of such evil nature?"

Yan Fei was stumped, "This..."

This is indeed true.

As the two were talking, Weicheng noticed that in the field not far from the stone house, one white soul after another floated out from the soil and gradually approached the fire.

Densely packed and overlapping.

They have no facial features, just like a white shadow, floating in the rainstorm.

Boom!

Lightning illuminated the field, and dense ghosts floated around.

Ye Sui woke up suddenly, thunder rumbling above his head.

He just had a nightmare.

They dreamed of countless dead souls rushing towards them like moths to a flame.

Ye Suixu took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked to the fire and was about to drink some tea. The moment he raised his eyes, the dense white human figures behind the half-collapsed rock wall were clearly visible under the illumination of lightning.

"Ghost..." Ye Sui was stunned.

When Yan Fei heard this, he looked at it and his whole scalp went numb.

Yan Wenqi took a look and immediately formed seals with his palms to block the ghosts that were about to crawl in outside the barrier.

But there are too many dead souls, and even if they are blocked by the barrier, they still want to crawl in.

From Ye Sui's perspective, countless ghosts have covered the semicircular barrier and are constantly coming, and there seems to be more.

Seeing this made him feel angry.