"Hey, hey, hey, hey? What happened to him?"
"Holy crap, did some dark light wave just ambush Lord Ghost Messenger?"
In the live stream,
The viewers, who were leaving their final words to the world in various ways, looked up and saw Lord Ghost Messenger's eyes roll back as he plummeted straight down.
Fortunately, Lord Hongya caught him in time.
The viewers' hearts skipped a beat.
They looked left and right, hoping to help the streamer find some clues.
"It's definitely a setup!"
"Is the evil spirit hidden in the car? Lord Ghost Messenger just glanced at it and collapsed."
"Possible!"
The more they thought about it, the more they felt this was exactly how it happened!
They watched the screen nervously, feeling like a ghost battle was about to break out at any moment.
At this moment, a sudden bullet comment floated by.
"[Let's Be Together]: Um... is there a possibility that Lord Ghost Messenger just faints at the sight of blood?"
As soon as this was said, the barrage of comments fell silent for a moment.
Then, one by one, they started typing furiously on their keyboards.
"Lord Ghost Messenger faints at the sight of blood? Are you kidding me?"
"Although it's possible, if he faints at the sight of blood, how can he come to the front line?"
"From the perspective of the underworld, it must have been an ambush."
...
While the viewers were analyzing, above the highway at the crossroads—
Hongya, holding the new team member, was completely bewildered.
Jiang Lin, who witnessed the scene, couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.
However, he sensed the surroundings but found no external interference or attack...
Therefore, it could only be a problem with the new team member himself.
But—
Jiang Lin checked the information of this team member again and found nothing unusual.
Moreover, the comment from the internship assignment department was as follows:
—Good performance, positive work attitude.
...
What was going on now?
After a moment of bewilderment, Hongya first checked the good youth in her arms from head to toe.
No external injuries.
Could it be some hidden ailment?
She temporarily conjured a wooden rocking chair, placed the unconscious good youth on it.
Then she stared at the car accident scene below.
At this time, someone had already called the police and 120.
The sound of the emergency services could be heard from afar.
"We're doomed, we're doomed, I'm going to be late!"
A soul floated out of the severely damaged sedan, looking anxious.
As if unaware of what had happened, he was still rushing towards his company.
His anxious appearance was heartbreaking. Even ghosts couldn't bear to see it.
Hongya stepped forward and patted the person's head, "It's okay, it's okay, you won't have to go to work anymore."
The soul seemed to wake up after being patted on the head, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
Before he could say anything, Hongya lifted him and then let go.
Simply and without brutality, he was thrown into the soul-storage bag.
"Get some good sleep."
After dealing with the soul that needed to be guided, Hongya returned to the rocking chair.
Looking at the good youth, who seemed to have just fallen asleep, she looked puzzled.
Should she take him to the next mission location first, or send him back to the underworld to have a look?
"Hello? Hello? Wake up."
"Are you okay?"
Hongya circled the rocking chair, patted his face, and shouted into his ear a few times.
Just as Jiang Lin was about to appear and check the situation.
Hongya suddenly stopped, tapping her chin as if thinking about something.
Suddenly her eyes lit up, and she took out a wooden bucket from her storage bag.
She opened the lid of the bucket and poured it directly onto the good youth's head.
—Splash!
A bucket of cold water was poured from his head.
This made Jiang Lin glance at her storage bag again.
Why did it have everything?
"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough!"
The good youth finally stirred.
He coughed, wiped his face, jumped up, and looked upwards.
"Is it leaking again?"
The action and tone were too practiced.
It had become a subconscious reaction.
It was mentioned before that the living conditions of ordinary ghost messengers were not good.
No background, no resources.
Compared to ordinary ghosts, they only had some strength and protection.
The area where Jin Yang lived was in a small wooden house below a waterfall.
In the dark, black waterfall, things often swam around, splashing water everywhere.
The row of small wooden houses below them suffered.
Despite repeatedly reporting to the logistics department, this problem could not be solved.
The small wooden houses still had to be built there, and the things in the river swayed wantonly as usual.
Every now and then, they would stir up black water and wash over that row of small wooden houses.
"Huh?"
After being dazzled by the sun for a moment, Jin Yang squinted and looked around.
When his gaze fell on Hongya, who had a (≖‿≖)？ expression, he finally connected the events.
He just...
Seemed to have glanced at the car accident scene and then lost consciousness?
Not good!
His expression changed, and he instantly moved to Hongya's side, looking warily ahead.
His tone was serious, as if facing a great enemy.
"Senior, what happened to us? Is there a ghost hiding to ambush us?"
Hongya watched him nervously for a moment, then pursed her lips.
"Jin Yang, calm down."
Jin Yang: "Senior, don't worry, I'm very calm."
As if afraid she wouldn't believe him, he added, "Before we are officially promoted, we have all undergone professional training, and we will never panic when something happens!"
"So, Senior, tell me, what exactly happened?"
He analyzed the situation slightly, concluding that the current situation was that the enemy was visible and they were in the dark.
He just didn't know the opponent's strength.
"Should we fight, or is the thirty-sixth stratagem, to retreat, the best course of action? By the way, is the soul okay?"
Just as he was about to turn his head to look at the car accident scene, Hongya turned him back with her hand.
"The soul has been received."
Hongya held Jin Yang's face between her hands, "Jin Yang, listen to me, there are no ghosts! And no ambush! You just collapsed on your own!"
"How is that possible..." Jin Yang subconsciously retorted.
But thinking that it was his senior, his voice gradually became smaller.
Hongya looked at him with a serious expression and said solemnly, "Jin Yang, tell me honestly, are you sick?"
Jin Yang, who was on guard, couldn't help but tilt his head, "...?"
Why was Senior scolding a ghost?
Seeing his misunderstanding, Hongya quickly said, "I mean, do you faint at the sight of blood?"
Jin Yang's eyes widened, and he said righteously, "No! Absolutely not!"
Hongya: "...You just fainted after looking at blood."
"How is that possible!"
Jin Yang didn't believe it.
He broke free from his senior's hand and, as if to prove it, turned and flew towards the car accident scene.
"I, a dignified good man, would faint at the sight of blood?"
Saying that, he rushed straight to the ground.
He stood carelessly in front of the two cars, staring intently at the ground covered in blood that had not yet been cleaned up.
Then,
Thump—!
The entire ghost fell straight to the ground.
Unconscious.
Hongya covered her face with her hand: "..."
Jiang Lin slightly averted his gaze, raised his hand to his forehead: "..."
...
For a moment, the live stream was filled with question marks.
"???"
"???"
"He really faints at the sight of blood???"
A group of viewers, with large question marks above their heads, were questioning life.
Lord Ghost Messenger, why do you faint at the sight of blood?
Even if you faint at the sight of blood, you are guiding souls...
The souls haven't even been processed yet, and you've already collapsed?
"This conflicts with my understanding. It seems I know too little about the underworld."
"I was careless. The viewer who said he faints at the sight of blood earlier, you win."
"Lord Ghost Messenger: I faint at the sight of blood? How is that possible? Look if you don't believe me!"
...