Chapter 9: I Don’t Know Anything

At Xu Huaian’s house, he sat on the sofa feeling a little scared, a little wronged, and a bit uneasy, while Zhang Xiaoxiao pressed herself as close to him as she could.

White Wuchang said, “You really don’t need to be afraid. We are different from the legends. We don’t steal souls.”

Xu Huaian’s mouth twitched: “Y-yes, yes, yes.”

Black Wuchang said, “Actually, lifespans in the Yang world aren’t fixed. As long as you don’t do something reckless, you won’t die. We’re just guides, not like the legends that take souls according to the Book of Life and Death.”

After that explanation, Xu Huaian calmed down a bit.

He asked, “So you mean there’s no Book of Life and Death?”

Black Wuchang replied, “No. There’s only a record book, used to record when humans die and why they die.”

Xu Huaian asked again, “So human lifespans aren’t predestined?”
He was very curious about this.

Unfortunately, before he could ask all his questions, White Wuchang interrupted: “Do you understand why those people in white robes were looking for you?”

Xu Huaian was stunned for a moment. He said, “I don’t know anything,” and then added, “You all appear and disappear suddenly. I still don’t know why you showed up.”

White Wuchang frowned in thought and suddenly asked, “When you say ‘you all,’ besides these people today, who else do you mean?”

Xu Huaian replied, “Before you appeared, there was a woman. She suddenly appeared in my house during dinner and stared at me. The problem is, I couldn’t even move when she was staring at me.”

Black and White Wuchang exchanged glances. White Wuchang asked, “Can you describe her appearance?”

After Xu Huaian described her, White Wuchang thought to himself: isn’t that the pervert Se Gui? How did he get involved in this?

Xu Huaian felt uneasy and asked, “You know who she is? Can you tell me what’s going on?”

White Wuchang gave him a strange look: “She’s actually him. He’s a male ghost who likes to appear as a woman. Quite famous. His name is Se Gui.”

Xu Huaian felt as if he had been struck by lightning and thought, “No way! Something this big is fake!?”

White Wuchang stood and whispered, “Looks like I need to go back and ask around. I should be able to find out something.”

Xu Huaian became anxious. “Wait! I still don’t know who’s good and who’s bad. What if those people come back after you leave?”

Actually, Xu Huaian was confused. He hadn’t noticed any issues with the white-robed people and didn’t see any harm from them. But after interacting with Black and White Wuchang, he realized they had no ill intentions toward him, so naturally, he considered them friendly.

After all, one party’s origin was unknown, but the other party were renowned messengers of the underworld. He was familiar with them; who didn’t grow up hearing their names?

White Wuchang frowned in thought: “Yes, it’s obvious they have some intentions toward this man or the girl. If we ignore it, this clue will be lost.”

White Wuchang told Black Wuchang, “Go back and check it out. Also, inform the Drunken Ghost. There are currently seven pseudo-gods in the Yang world. He should handle it.”
Black Wuchang nodded and left; he wasn’t a man of many words anyway.

White Wuchang looked back at Xu Huaian and said, “Then I’ll be staying at your place for now.”

Xu Huaian felt extremely uneasy. He didn’t know how to deal with this, but he could only go along for now.