"Mutual slaughter?"
"What happened inside?"
The moment the incident occurred, all the ghosts retreated a hundred meters away.
The ghosts that had come out for a stroll immediately hid behind the Ghost Messengers, their lives paramount!
But no matter how they looked, they couldn't see what was happening inside the barrier.
"A Ghost Messenger has already gone to invite the Judge."
The supervising teacher of the campus reassured them.
...
A quarter of an hour passed.
A wave of pressure emanated from the underworld passage.
The green-robed Judge had arrived.
It also saw the barrier not far away and was about to investigate the situation.
Unexpectedly, the barrier opened on its own the next moment.
Inside the barrier,
The Sun-Visiting God, dressed in white with a veil covering his eyes, stood at the forefront.
Behind him stood the Moon-Visiting God, wearing a mask and carrying a weapon.
And three to five Ghost Messengers from the Eastern Hall.
The Sun-Visiting God smiled and cupped his hands, saying:
"Greetings to all ghosts from the Eastern Hall, and happy Ghost Festival!"
As he spoke.
Bang!
Bang bang!
Clusters of fireworks appeared in the sky, illuminating half of it.
There were paper crane patterns, portraits of Jiang Lin, and even submachine gun patterns...
Colorful and vibrant.
"Where is Jiang Lin?"
"Yes, where is Jiang Wuchang?"
Some ghosts whispered.
They didn't recognize other ghosts, but Jiang Wuchang was familiar.
"Jiang Lin? Why would Jiang Lin be here?"
The Sun-Visiting God chuckled, "I was just doing a cosplay performance with everyone earlier."
As he spoke, he transformed into Jiang Lin, and then transformed back to his original appearance.
Beside him, a Ghost Messenger from the Eastern Hall chimed in:
"Exactly, Jiang Wuchang has already returned to the Eastern Hall, why would he be here?"
"Gone back?" The campus trainees were surprised.
When did that happen?
The Ghost Messenger from the Eastern Hall had a look of 'You actually don't know?', saying, "Just yesterday. He should have arrived home by now."
"You guys don't know, do you?"
"Jiang Lin is indeed no longer in the northern territory," the green-robed Judge confirmed after sensing the area.
He glanced at the still smiling Sun-Visiting God, "Come to the Hall for tea when you have time."
The Sun-Visiting God readily replied, "Sure."
The mess would eventually have to be returned to the Northern Hall.
It was just unknown what they would offer in exchange.
...
...
What happened in the Northern Hall happened quickly and ended quickly.
It did not affect the Eastern Hall at all.
The next day.
As soon as the Ghost Festival ended, all Ghost Messengers finished their overtime and returned to their daily work.
Eighteen Halls.
Early in the morning, Ghost Messengers began arriving one after another.
Ji Yin, Fu Jia, Hong Ya... Nie Jiu was still the last to arrive.
A spirit vehicle was parked outside the entrance.
A car full of ghosts was seated in the spirit vehicle.
Even the driver was a ghost.
They looked at the Eighteenth Hall, rubbing their hands nervously on their thighs, their backs straight.
So many Ghost Messengers...
Even though their master was also a Ghost Messenger, and even a captain...
Seeing so many Ghost Messengers at once, they couldn't help but feel nervous.
Some, in their nervousness, instinctively reached out to wipe their eyeballs, a habit left over from when they were alive, like wiping glasses.
Outside the entrance of the Eighteenth Hall,
Niu Xiaoguo and Xu Duo stood tall and straight.
Pride was evident on their faces.
Their殿主 (Hall Master) had returned from his business trip!
The Eighteenth Hall was 'alive' again!
...
Inside the Hall,
Twenty team members lined up in four rows and said in unison:
"Greetings, Captain!"
Their greeting was powerful and resonant.
Jiang Lin's gaze swept over the team members, "You have all grown during this period."
Ji Yin, who was new to the Eighteenth Team, was once very green, but now he could handle things independently.
Hong Ya's cultivation realm had actually advanced again.
From the middle stage of Ghost Soldier to the late stage of Ghost Soldier.
Li Xiao, who couldn't help but take action when he encountered malevolent ghosts.
He was full of hatred for evil, and his aura carried a killing intent.
Now, his aura was stable, indicating he had learned to control it.
Nie Jiu...
Never mind.
Jiang Lin said, "During this period, I gained a lot of experience in the other three Halls. I will share it with you when I have time in the future."
Seeing Hong Ya hesitating to speak several times, Jiang Lin gestured, "What do you want to say?"
As soon as Hong Ya spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop turning upwards:
"Captain, you live-streamed your entire journey, and I've seen it several times."
"The wings from the Southern Hall, the scholar ghost domain, various ghost artifacts from the Western Hall, teleportation arrays, and Ah Rui's dog food, the paper effigy techniques from the Northern Hall..."
"Captain, if you have time, why don't you show us?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the other team members lit up as they looked at Jiang Lin.
"Show?"
Jiang Lin repeated the word. Seeing everyone's enthusiasm.
He thought for a moment and turned around.
Swish—
A pair of wings with a diameter of two meters spread out behind him.
White feathers, lifelike.
Soft as snow, yet sharp as blades in the next moment.
Feathers flew out one by one and then returned, forming a pair of wings.
Now,
Jiang Lin could freely control the size, color, and form of these wings.
After displaying the wings, he took out a handful of paper effigies.
Some were palm-sized, others were half-human height.
They circled the hall and returned to his hands.
After putting away the wings and paper effigies,
Jiang Lin turned to the members of the Eighteenth Team and asked, "Do you want to learn?"
"Yes!" Nie Jiu was the first to speak.
The experience of seeing it on the live stream was completely different from seeing it in person.
It was not just a visual impact, but also a sense of the ghost energy and power.
It felt very magical.
The other team members also looked curious and eager to try.
"We want to learn!"
"Can we learn?"
Jiang Lin replied, "I have submitted the cultivation techniques and skill manuals I brought back from the Southern Hall. You should be able to see them in a few days."
Before they arrived.
Jiang Lin had gone to the King of Hell's Palace again to meet the King of Hell.
He inquired about the disposal of those cultivation techniques and skill books.
Although these items were exchanged by himself, without the opportunity arranged by the Eastern Hall, he would not have been able to exchange for them.
Moreover, he himself could not use so many.
It was better to avoid learning too many things.
These books were more valuable in the Eastern Hall than in his personal possession.
He had already planned this when he exchanged for them in the Southern Hall.
If the King of Hell did not take them, he would have resold them...
Well, the King of Hell had accepted them in the end.
But he had also exchanged them for performance points.
These would help him become a first-class Ghost Messenger in the future.
...
"System Prompt: Becoming an excellent first-class Ghost Messenger, mission progress: 69%"
...
"Okay, Captain!"
"Are there any with wings?"
"Is it difficult to get started?"
The members of the Eighteenth Team couldn't help but discuss.
However, Jiang Lin didn't say any more.
"You'll know when you start learning."
"That Captain..."
Hong Ya coughed twice, a little embarrassed, and reminded him: "Isn't it..."
"Are there any specialties?"
When the captain left before, he said he would bring back specialties.
Specialties?
A hint of a smile appeared in Jiang Lin's eyes, "Of course."
Specially made for you.
Under the expectant gaze of the Eighteenth Team members, Jiang Lin walked into the courtyard.
He took out something unique to the Southern Hall:
—The Arena!
...
(ps: Four hundred chapters! Heh heh... Happy May Day everyone~❀)