Realm of the Night God

Chapter 685: Revisiting Old Haunts

Yang Haoran spent some time reviewing all the spirit summonings he had collected.

However, the result was somewhat disappointing.

He had indeed collected a large number of spirit summonings, but none of them were what he currently needed, leaving him speechless.

He had originally planned to use this method to solve the current difficulties, but things didn't go as planned, and he couldn't find what he wanted among the spirit summonings, so he had to give up on this idea.

He couldn't help but give up, as spirit summonings weren't something he could easily obtain, and usually, only spirit masters had them. Except for spirit masters, few others had spirit summonings, and now he didn't know where to find a spirit master.

Even if he found a spirit master, there was no guarantee that they would have the spirit summoning he wanted. Compared to this, obtaining the Ghost Technique was relatively simpler, although it would consume his soul pills.

After thinking it over, Yang Haoran felt that he might have to resort to a backup plan and visit the Ghost Technique pavilion when he went to the underworld to retrieve a flesh vessel. He had no other choice but to choose this method.

However, shortly after, a spiritual light flashed in his mind, and he thought of another way. As to whether it would work, he wasn't sure and could only try it out.

The ghosts under him, including Tang Shi, all had a mask that was entirely black, not only not ferocious but also had a gentle smile. However, this smile would give people an inexplicable sense of eeriness if they looked at it for too long.

Yang Haoran called this mask the "smiling face mask."Yang Haoran's current idea was to start with this smiling face mask.

Although the smiling face masks in Tang Shi's hands were made of ordinary materials, after being infused with Yang Haoran's Yin spirit power, they gained different abilities.

This different ability was that when the wearer encountered danger, they only needed to inject Yin Qi into the mask, and the mask would form a protective barrier, protecting the wearer while also allowing Yang Haoran to sense it.

Yang Haoran's current idea was to add another ability to the original smiling face mask through his own Yin spirit power, giving it the ability to explode.

Since he could use Yin spirit power to give the mask defensive abilities, it shouldn't be difficult to give it explosive abilities. The key was whether the explosive power could scatter the soul body.

Ordinary explosions, of course, couldn't scatter the soul body, but a Yin spirit power explosion would have a completely different effect, as Yin spirit power was a tool that could restrain ghosts.

Thinking of this, Yang Haoran felt that he could definitely try it out. Whether it would work or not, he would only know after trying it out. Relying solely on thought was just theoretical, and true effectiveness could only be determined through practice.

So, he prepared to take out a smiling face mask from his independent space to try it out, but soon discovered that he no longer had any smiling face masks in his independent space.

This smiling face mask was made by a skilled craftsman Yang Haoran had found in the city, but the craftsman had long forgotten Yang Haoran and the mask he had made, as Yang Haoran had erased the relevant memories from the craftsman's mind.

The craftsman didn't remember Yang Haoran, but Yang Haoran still remembered him. With no smiling face masks on hand, he could only visit the craftsman's shop.

Regardless of whether his current idea could be implemented on the smiling face mask, it was something he needed, as the number of ghosts under him would only increase in the future, so he would have to make this trip sooner or later.

It's just that the world is in chaos right now, and Lecheng is also suffering from calamity. The entire Lecheng street is empty, with no one in sight, and all sorts of shops are closed, including this master's shop, of course.

So, finding this master and asking for their help in making a batch of smiling face masks is not an easy task.

When faced with problems, people without brains can only sigh and complain, blaming heaven and earth. People with brains, on the other hand, will think of ways to handle and solve the problem. Yang Haoran considers himself not to be very clever, but he's definitely not the former.

He just thought for a moment, and an idea popped into his head. He then left the study room and came to Bai Xue's bedroom door.

He hadn't even knocked on the door, and Bai Xue's door opened by itself.

Bai Xue was refining a demonic pill, but she didn't set up a restriction barrier, so she sensed Yang Haoran's arrival.

Inside the room, Bai Xue was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a demonic pill floating in front of her. However, she had stopped absorbing the pill and was looking at Yang Haoran with a flirtatious smile.

Just as Bai Xue was about to speak, Yang Haoran quickly cut her off, not giving her a chance to say a word.

"Let Captain Luo help me investigate someone, I'm in a hurry."

Yang Haoran knew that if he let Bai Xue speak, he would probably be teased again, and he didn't have time for that right now.

"Oh, what's the rush? Who's so important?" Bai Xue asked with a smile, looking a bit displeased.

Yang Haoran smiled and told Bai Xue the name of the master who made the smiling face masks and the detailed location of their shop.

"Hehe, judging by the name, it should be a man. What information do you want to check about him?" Bai Xue continued to ask with a smile.

"Hehe, not only is it a man, but also a Big Brother. I want to check his address." Yang Haoran responded with a smile.

"This is simple, just wait a moment."

Bai Xue responded, then picked up the intercom on the table and immediately contacted Captain Luo.

Yang Haoran didn't have to wait for too long, and soon he received the master's information, which was very detailed, including the master's address in Lecheng City and their hometown address.

However, when Bai Xue mentioned the old master's address in the city, Yang Haoran was clearly taken aback, but he quickly recovered and confirmed the addresses with Bai Xue again.

After confirming that both addresses were accurate, he memorized them and left the villa.

By this time, the sky outside had already darkened, but this didn't affect Yang Haoran. He tore through space and headed to the master's address in the city.

When he emerged from the space rift again, he had arrived at a residential complex.

This complex was one of the oldest in Lecheng, with no relation to luxury or even ordinary standards.

However, it was a coincidence that this complex was where Jiang Zhenzhen used to rent a place, which was why Yang Haoran was taken aback when he learned that the old master lived here, and he even confirmed it with Bai Xue again.

It was here that he first saw a real ghost, saw the former Burial Master of Lecheng, Deng Feng, and saw the power beyond ordinary people on Deng Feng's body.

Since being taken away by Wang Yiming's girlfriend Chen Ying from here, he had never come back to this complex.

Now, returning to this place, he couldn't help but feel sentimental.

If he hadn't met the Decaying Corpse Granny here, Deng Feng would not have appeared, and he wouldn't have seen the power beyond ordinary people.

If Deng Feng had erased his memories, he wouldn't have gone to find Master Jiang, and he wouldn't have met Deng Feng again, becoming a member of the Night Watch and a sacrifice for Deng Feng's power upgrade.

If the residents of this complex hadn't been so gossip-prone, would Jiang Zhenzhen have left without a word, and would he have mustered the courage to confess to her?

Life is like this, no one can guarantee that everything will go according to plan, and unexpected events will always occur, changing oneself and others. But life must go on.

He looked up at the rental house that had changed his life, which was dark and unlit, just like that night.

Yang Haoran withdrew his gaze, a faint bitter smile on his face, and he shook his head lightly, putting away the useless sentimentality in his heart.