Eastern territory.
The Underworld.
Lord Yan had said that ghost envoys could provide support or carry out pursuit orders on their own.
However, adhering to the consistent style of the Eastern Hall, most captain ghost envoys had arranged mutual support, except for a few who acted alone.
While a wide net could catch more ghosts and monsters, their strength was relatively dispersed.
Given the current severity of the situation, cooperating in teams would clearly reduce casualties.
—Whether human or ghost envoy casualties.
The Ox-Head team sought out the Horse-Face team.
The Black Wuchang team sought out the White Wuchang team.
Other teams also tried to combine as much as possible.
Xu Shuzi's team was Black Wuchang Tenth Squad.
He suggested to the captain, "Captain, the Eighteenth Squad has just been established, and the members are few. They will definitely need support the most."
When Xu Shuzi had time to go back last time, he heard his wife say that Jiang Lin had come to find him.
But he was extremely busy then and didn't have time to look for him.
He had heard about Jiang Lin becoming a captain, but he hadn't had the chance to congratulate him yet.
With the current chaos, the Eighteenth District would certainly need the most support.
"Eighteenth Squad? I heard they only have twenty ghost envoys, and they said they were just for practice." said the captain of the Black Wuchang Tenth Squad.
Practicing was quite common for captains.
After all, not everyone could adapt to the position of captain right away.
The captain of the Black Wuchang Tenth Squad pondered for a moment and made a decision.
"Alright, then we'll go to the Eighteenth District to provide support. All Black Wuchangs who don't have missions, follow me!"
"Yes!"
A group of Black Wuchang ghost envoys entered the Underworld passage in a grand manner, heading towards the human world.
As for where to find the members of the Eighteenth Squad?
Naturally, they would look for them in the Eighteenth District!
Some battle-hungry Black Wuchangs rolled up their sleeves, looking quite excited.
If they couldn't do anything else, they would definitely be at the forefront of fighting!
After emerging from the Underworld passage, the Black Wuchang teams paired up and fought their way towards the Eighteenth District.
They also looked to see if there were any lone White Wuchangs to team up with.
As the saying goes, when Black and White Wuchang team up, work is not tiring.
One is responsible for collecting souls, and the other is responsible for fighting monsters.
As they were thinking this, two Black Wuchangs spotted a white figure in the distance.
Their eyes lit up, and they rolled up their sleeves, charging forward.
"Brother White Wuchang, don't be afraid, leave the fighting and killing to us!"
Ahead.
Nie Jiu scattered the three ghosts in front of him with a single blow, then turned to look at the source of the sound.
Nie Jiu: "What did you just say?"
The two Black Wuchangs, who had approached with fierce momentum, suddenly braked, "..."
Why was this White Wuchang brother so fierce?
He was no less powerful than them, the Black Wuchangs! Three ghosts were killed as soon as they said it.
Nie Jiu recalled the order issued by Lord Yan and said,
"You're here to support, right? Thank you. But you should go to other places, I don't need it here."
The two Black Wuchangs: "Oh."
They turned and ran to another place. Not long after, they saw two figures surrounded by a group of ghosts.
Their hearts rejoiced, thinking they must need help now!
"Brothers White Wuchang, we're here to cover you—"
Before they could finish speaking, they saw one of the White Wuchangs in the encirclement move his cane.
The next moment, the surrounding ghosts were trapped by a suddenly appearing cage.
In less than a moment, the ghosts in the cage turned into a pool of black water.
As the cage disappeared.
The two Black Wuchangs: "..."
This was not what they had expected.
Weren't White Wuchangs supposed to be better at guiding souls compared to Black Wuchangs?
Surely they, the Black Wuchangs, were the ones better at fighting monsters...
On the opposite side, Fu Jia and Ji Yin turned their heads.
Ji Yin asked, "Do you need help?"
The two Black Wuchangs quickly shook their heads, "Just passing by, just passing by..."
Fu Jia: "If you need help, just say so. We'll be going to the next place."
"Okay, okay."
Watching Fu Jia and Ji Yin leave, the two Black Wuchangs were in a state of cognitive dissonance.
Who on earth told them that White Wuchangs were not good at fighting monsters??
Drag them out and beat them to death!
This emotion transformed into another kind of power within them, and they began to beat the monsters madly.
As for the White Wuchangs who needed help, they would deal with it when they encountered them!
It wasn't even certain if they would encounter them!
...
"Lord Ghost Envoy, mighty! Big shot Nie Jiu, awesome!"
"Nie Jiu: What did you just say? Help? Who needs help?"
"Are these two Black Wuchang ghost envoys trying to help? It's just that they might have some misunderstanding about White Wuchangs..."
"Go, go, Black Wuchang big shots! Thank you for coming to support!"
In the live stream, viewers were rapidly sending bullet comments.
All viewers who were watching the live stream had found a place to hunker down.
Firstly, to protect themselves, and secondly, to try not to cause trouble for the ghost envoys.
Not only that, but they also urged their friends and family to hunker down with them.
Running around outside at this time was simply courting death!
The viewers hunkered down in their corners, only able to cheer silently through bullet comments.
Above the live stream, news urgently called for people to stay at home and not to run around.
Those who weren't watching the live stream didn't know what was going on, but most people chose to believe the country.
"Da Bai Nai Tang tipped the streamer Skyscraper *1"
"Xiao Tu Zi Guai Guai tipped the streamer Hot Air Balloon *6"
"Shen Jiao Ti Ruan tipped the streamer..."
Rows of tips scrolled across the live stream.
The viewers could feel their heartbeats quickening, and their palms were sweating.
For many young viewers, looking at the darkness outside felt like the end of the world.
After all, it was broad daylight.
Not long ago, there was still the sun, but now even the shadow of the sun couldn't be found.
But watching the live stream, gradually, the viewers' heartbeats returned to normal.
Although their palms were still sweating, they were not as scared anymore.
Suddenly, they felt... it wasn't that scary anymore.
Aren't there ghost envoys here?
"Actually, thinking about it, the situation during Ghost Festival was similar to this."
"Yes, isn't it just day turning into night? Isn't it the same when the Sky Dog eats the moon?"
"Underworld, keep it up!"
"Seeing everyone here, and the ghost envoys here, I feel relieved."
"I've already lit three incense sticks, praying..."
In the live stream, it could be seen from the bullet comments that the viewers'心态 were gradually calming down.
This showed that the 'Daily Healing in the Underworld' live stream's usual broadcasts were effective.
At least in such an emergency, they were willing to believe in the power of the Underworld and have faith.
Instead of falling into chaos, spreading doomsday theories, or causing unrest.
As the viewers gradually felt at ease, the negative emotions that the ghosts outside could absorb also decreased.
One must know that when the sky first turned dark and ghosts could be seen by ordinary people.
The negative energy was like a vast ocean, directly delivered to the mouths of the ghosts.
And now, that negative energy gradually decreased, leaving only small streams.
Flowing slowly.
Ghosts: "???"
This was different from when they came out to wreak havoc in the human world back then...
What had happened in the human world during these years of sealing?
Had they fallen behind?
...