C2 (1/2)

Just as Fang Zishu finished speaking, the eyes of the note next to him lit up, and the previously dispirited expression on his face disappeared, as if he had regained all of his spirit.

”Yin Residence?”

Fang Zishu turned his head to look at him, and in that instant, he saw what was going on in the man's mind. Black lines immediately covered his forehead.

”I'm telling you, you already have enough karma on your body. If you continue to break the rules, even if I stay by your side, I'm not sure what will happen to you. You have to know, the Heavenly Dao is clear …”

”Alright, alright, Zi Shu, what else can happen to me with you by my side? Besides, aren't we going to the Yellow River to find that God? As long as I can see it, I will transport it away, like you said.”

The note stared at the attic in front of it with glowing eyes. From time to time, it would glance at the book beside it and tighten the golden circle around its neck.

”Besides, with this thing sealing my karma, what's there to be afraid of?”

”Although you said that, but …” With his personality, if he were to encounter such a place in vain, how could he not enter? However, he did not know if he could actually find the God Child during this trip, and if he allowed the Banner to continue to mess with him, he would encounter karma on his body, and the consequences would be …

”There are no buts. You have your Tao technique and I have my skills. The two of us are connected, so we can go to the Yin Residence. There's nothing to be afraid of. Let's go.”

As he finished speaking, he pulled Fang Zishu's hand and walked towards the building.

The two of them stopped three meters away from the tower, right in front of them was the northern building's door. From the looks of it, it seemed like no one had touched the door for many years.

”Look, Zi Shu, the door is open. There is a path leading to the north gate facing the sky, respectfully welcoming the people in the sky. We are heaven's people, so why should we be afraid of those evil spirits?”

The cop pointed at the north gate with an imposing manner, as if he was pointing fingers at mountains and rivers. It was truly an extremely arrogant act. ”In fact, he was feeling rather uneasy.” This door? Why does it look so evil? ”

Being pointed at by the note, Fang Zishu also looked towards the door. Although this door did not seem to be dangerous, Fang Zishu still felt a lingering fear; he did not know where it came from. In his heart, these places were taboo places, and strangers were not allowed to step foot inside.

However, from the point of view of the police, any haunted houses would have precious treasures on their side, as long as they could be exchanged for money.

”Sir, why don't we …”

Before Fang Zishu could finish his words, the note grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the door.

”Hey hey hey hey, slow down, I …”

The closer he got to the door, the more intense the feeling of unease Fang Zishu felt. His brows were so tightly knitted that cold sweat unconsciously flowed down his forehead.

He had been pampered since he was young. Although he talked about these things with a sense of truth, he had never had any contact with anyone. This was the difference between him and a police officer.

The police had been poor ever since they were young. In order to make a living, they had worked to dig graves. They had seen all sorts of things, not to mention a mere abode.

”Creak.”

The ancient wooden door, after going through countless years of trials and tribulations, was finally pushed open at this moment.