Realm of the Night God

Yang Haoran didn't activate the ghost eye, but with his ability to perceive Yin energy, he naturally wouldn't make a mistake.

There was a significant presence of Yin Qi on this person, indicating that she was entangled by a ghost.

Judging by the strength of the Yin Qi entwined around her, the ghost's power seemed formidable.

Of course, there was another possibility: if she had been persistently entangled by an undead, the Yin Qi on her body would also become intense.

Yang Haoran couldn't confirm the truth at the moment, but one thing was certain: this person was indeed entangled by a ghost.

"Blessings from the Death God! Blessings from the Death God! Blessings from the Death God!"

She kept bowing to the divine statue of the Death God, praying fervently.

Judging by her attire and voice, she seemed to be a woman. If someone dressed like this was still a man, it would be quite surprising.

This middle-aged woman had a yellowish complexion, poor facial color, and prominent dark circles under her eyes.

Yang Haoran's appearance didn't catch the woman's attention. In this bustling place, especially in front of the Death God's divine statue, where believers gathered for worship, a new face was not particularly noteworthy.

Without interrupting the woman's worship, Yang Haoran waited until she finished before smiling and addressing her, "Excuse me, ma'am, I need to talk to you about something."

The woman glanced at Yang Haoran, forced a smile on her face, and replied, "Sorry, I'm busy with work on the construction site."

With no hint of hesitation, the woman turned and walked away.

Standing still, Yang Haoran didn't move his feet. He smiled as he watched the woman leave and asked, "Have you been experiencing strange occurrences recently?"

The woman paused her steps, then turned to look at Yang Haoran.

"Young man, can you see something?" she asked. Her previously lifeless eyes suddenly lit up.

Yang Haoran nodded and replied with a smile, "Indeed, I can see a little something. If you don't mind, let's find a quiet place to talk."

Yang Haoran thought that after saying this, the woman would leave with him, share all the strange incidents happening to her lately, and hope he could solve her problems.

Or perhaps, she might inquire about the cost, claim she couldn't afford it, and ask for a discount or help out of kindness.

However, none of his speculations turned out to be true. The woman not only didn't leave with Yang Haoran immediately, but instead, a hesitant expression appeared on her face. After a moment of silence, she shook her head at Yang Haoran.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I haven't encountered anything strange. There's much work to be done on the construction site, and I must get back immediately."

With these words, the woman decisively turned and left, leaving Yang Haoran momentarily stunned. After recovering, he lightly flicked his finger towards the departing figure, and an almost invisible black thread entered the woman's body.

The woman felt nothing, continuing to stride with large steps. Before Yang Haoran could finish two puffs of smoke, she had completely disappeared into the crowd.

Exhaling a slow stream of smoke, Yang Haoran wore an expression of bewilderment. He just wanted to do a good deed and build some positive karma, but he hadn't expected the other party to be completely ungrateful.

The woman had mentioned that she worked on a construction site. Yang Haoran didn't look down on people like her; on the contrary, he felt a sense of affinity. After all, his parents had also worked on a construction site for a period.

Although he didn't have extensive knowledge about construction site workers, he knew that their wages were relatively high, even surpassing the income of many ordinary individuals. However, such high pay wasn't easy to obtain, as the work was not only strenuous but also involved certain risks.

Perhaps this was just Yang Haoran's one-sided understanding, but it didn't affect his affinity for people of this kind.

Due to this reason, even though the woman had left, Yang Haoran still wanted to help her. Therefore, he made some adjustments to the woman. The slight integration of Yin spirit power into her body might not have a significant effect against enemies, but it allowed Yang Haoran to sense her location.

If a ghost approached the woman, he could also sense it through this trace of Yin spirit power.

"Before leaving today, let me help you through this ordeal. However, I wonder if my actions could be considered overstepping the boundaries. Will Xu Meijing use breaking the rules as a reason to cause trouble for me?"

Although all part of the Yin Division, there were still rules within the Yin Division. However, the term "overstepping boundaries" wasn't explicitly stated in the rules of the Yin Division; it was an unwritten rule that most Burial Masters tended to follow.

If someone went to another's territory to guide undead without the Burial Master's permission, it would be considered overstepping boundaries, and it might even be seen as a provocation. If there was no reasonable explanation, a confrontation was inevitable.

Yang Haoran didn't want to get into a conflict with Xu Meijing over such a matter. However, he felt that for a minor issue like this, Xu Meijing probably wouldn't bother with him. After all, he wasn't determined to compete with Xu Meijing; he just wanted to leave Ancheng with some good karma.

As he pondered, suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance of the Death God Temple. Yang Haoran snapped back to reality, took a puff of smoke, and looked towards the temple gate.

Fully armed police rushed into the Death God Temple, startling the believers. The scene instantly became chaotic.

"Oh, they've even come to Death God Temple. Xu Meijing's connections are quite something."

Yang Haoran thought to himself, took another drag of his cigarette, but just as the smoke entered his lungs, he suddenly realized something and was choked by the smoke, causing a fit of coughing.

"Darn it, could they be here for me?"

During the previous riverside incident, when the fishing man first reported the crime, Yang Haoran had heard it clearly. Even though he had left, how could the police not look for him in a murder case?

He had considered this, but in his view, even if the police were looking for him, it shouldn't be so high-profile. Seeing the current situation, with the police swarming in like they were arresting a fugitive, it indicated that the fishing man had probably informed the police that he was the murderer.

"I wanted to avoid trouble, but judging by the current situation, it seems like trouble has found its way to me. If only I had erased the man's memory a bit more thoroughly, this is too hasty!"

Thinking this way, the police at the entrance started shouting.

"Police apprehending suspects, unrelated individuals must leave immediately!"

Believers rushed towards the Death God Temple gate, and each one had to undergo a careful inspection by the police to ensure they weren't the ones being arrested before being allowed to leave.

Some police blocked the entrance, while others entered the Death God Temple to search.

Yang Haoran stood still, not moving from his spot. At this moment, he wore a wry smile. He wasn't scared by the police; he was just thinking about how to handle this situation.

The reason he came to Ancheng without a word was to give Xu Meijing a surprise.

Well, now he had indeed surprised Xu Meijing. Shortly after arriving in Ancheng, Xu Meijing's territory was surrounded by the police due to him. It was genuinely surprising.

"This is a headache. Causing such trouble, will Xu Meijing kill me?"

Yang Haoran knew that it was impossible for Xu Meijing to kill him, but this incident might leave a negative impression on Xu Meijing. That was quite possible.

At this moment, that was his main concern.

"We found him! The suspect is here!"

A police officer spotted Yang Haoran, carefully compared the image on the mobile phone, confirmed it was Yang Haoran, and immediately shouted loudly.

With his shout, all the police swarmed around, and there were no more officers guarding the temple gate. Believers rushed out in confusion.

Surrounded by a large number of police, with the dark barrels of guns pointed at him, Yang Haoran remained in his place, wearing a wry smile.