All Chapters of Apocalypse Temple: I Rebuilt the Underworld with Incense: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

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Chapter 151: Lu Mei's Hidden System

The Morgue Queen let us read because she wanted us to suffer in an educated way.My mother's file lay open on the ice drawer, pages turning without wind.Lu Mei had not merely built the temple system.She had built a brake.A cruel, brilliant, desperate brake.[Underworld Court Reconstruction System.][Primary purpose: restore local death law.][Secondary purpose: prevent unified gate event.][Emergency measure: distribute compatible threshold soul into fragment-keys.]Ava stood very still.The next trouble waited until everyone was tired before showing its teeth. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It made the temple smaller, not larger, because every new rule had to fit inside a room full of frightened people. The ash-light pressed against every window while a dead radio marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones."Compatible threshold soul," she said.No o

Chapter 152: The Mother's Door

Aunt Lan knew more than she had told me.I saw it in the way she reached for Lu Mei's file, then stopped herself before touching it, as if paper could burn through skin."You knew about Ava?" I asked."No." Her voice cracked. "Not her name."Ava's laugh was soft and awful."Comforting."Aunt Lan took the blow without defending herself."Mei came to me once, years before the sky broke. She said if a door ever asked to be opened with a living girl's soul, I should hide the girl in ordinary things.""Ordinary things?" Ava said.The next trouble arrived with dirt under its nails. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The cold incense smoke pressed against every window while wet footsteps marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones."So

Chapter 153: What Her Mother Sold

Ava's mother was not dead yet.That was the first cruelty of the memory.She stood in the bedroom with blood on her blouse and a phone in her hand, facing a man in a gray suit who had no reflection in the mirror.Teenage Ava pounded on the door from the hallway.Mom!The woman inside did not look toward the sound.She looked at the man."You promised she would forget.""Forgetting is a kind of mercy," the man said.The next trouble did not announce itself like prophecy. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It made the temple smaller, not larger, because every new rule had to fit inside a room full of frightened people. The freeway dust pressed against every window while paper wings marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.He wore my father's face badly.Not Lu Jianming.The Gate Opener, borrowing faces before he found a permanent host.Ava's hand crushed mi

Chapter 154: The Name They Could Not Eat

Ava's mother had a name.Eleanor Monroe.The morgue drawers chanted it until the steel walls shook.Eleanor Monroe.Eleanor Monroe.Eleanor Monroe.Below-Prayer arrived like a mouth under the floor.The tiles cracked. Black prayer-smoke seeped through, smelling of burnt offerings and empty churches.It wanted the name.Of course it did.The next trouble came through the side door, where bad news usually entered. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The blue altar fire pressed against every window while a court tablet striking wood marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.A mother's name, spoken by the dead, anchored by blood and grief, sharpened by truth. It was a feast.Ava was still on her knees, one hand gripping my coat.T

Chapter 155: The Corpse Groom's Offer

Daniel Hart looked less dead than before.That made him more frightening.The frost had melted from his eyes, leaving them gray and tired. His wedding suit hung open where the contracts had burned out of his chest. In the hollow behind his ribs, a small blue flame trembled.Free will, maybe.Or a convincing imitation.Ava stood with my help, then let go of me.I understood.Some conversations needed witnesses, not shields.Daniel held up the black contract."This was hidden under my own service terms. I couldn't read it until you burned the rest."The next trouble waited until everyone was tired before showing its teeth. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It made the temple smaller, not larger, because every new rule had to fit inside a room full of frightened people. The black rain pressed against every window while a temple bell marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped

Chapter 156: City Hall Has No Doors

City Hall had removed its doors.Not broken them.Removed them.The grand entrance stood smooth and sealed, stone grown over every frame as if the building had never welcomed anyone. Above the steps, flags hung limp in air with no wind.False shrines crowded the plaza.Tax Office God.Permit God.The next trouble arrived with dirt under its nails. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The ash-light pressed against every window while a dead radio marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.Emergency Allocation God.Records God.Each wore an official seal. Each had lines of exhausted citizens kneeling before it, offering blood, signatures, or memories in exchange for stamped paper that dissolved after one use.The city had turned bu

Chapter 157: Father at the Foundation

My father looked alive.That was the ugliest trick yet.Color in his face. Strength in his shoulders. The old scar on his jaw from when I crashed my bike at nine and he carried me home while bleeding more than I was.The Gate Opener had dressed him in tenderness."Chen," he said. "You look tired."I raised the temple seal before my hand could shake."Step out of him.""I have kept him breathing.""You have kept him occupied."The next trouble did not announce itself like prophecy. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It made the temple smaller, not larger, because every new rule had to fit inside a room full of frightened people. The cold incense smoke pressed against every window while wet footsteps marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.My father's eyes flickered.For half a second, he was there.Really there."Son," he whispered.Then the Gate Opener s

Chapter 158: The Buried Civic Court

The buried court woke angry.Black tablets lifted from the walls and slammed into place around us, forming benches, rails, witness stands, and a judge's dais carved from the names of honest failures.No gold.No divine light.Only civic grief pressed into stone.[Buried Civic Court convened.][Jurisdiction: abuse of public trust, unlawful gate contracts, misuse of emergency authority.][Presiding authority contested.]Judge Xue stepped forward, robes snapping in the stale air."I submit Underworld Court recognition."The next trouble came through the side door, where bad news usually entered. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The freeway dust pressed against every window while paper wings marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the st

Chapter 159: The Dead Used to Make a Key

The crystal box filled with faces.Not Ava's.Hundreds of them.Hospital patients whose records had vanished.Refugees declared dead before they stopped breathing.Unnamed bodies sold from morgue inventories.Children from shelter lists.Old men from heat-wave wards.Women whose families could not pay release fees.The fourth key core had been built from more than Ava's missing soul.The next trouble waited until everyone was tired before showing its teeth. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It made the temple smaller, not larger, because every new rule had to fit inside a room full of frightened people. The blue altar fire pressed against every window while a court tablet striking wood marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.It had been stabilized with stolen deaths.The Morgue Queen's claim was monstrous.It was also documented.Judge Xue read the floa

Chapter 160: Ava Assembles Herself

Consent changed the key.Not cleanly.Nothing about stolen death could become clean because we found better words at the end.But the crystal box stopped looking like a lockbox and started looking like a coffin being opened from inside.Ava's hands shook against it."If I take the core, what happens to them?"Judge Xue answered carefully."If the court recognizes them as witnesses, they travel under your protection until formal adjudication.""Inside me."The next trouble arrived with dirt under its nails. In the false shrines, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The black rain pressed against every window while a temple bell marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Shrine War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones."Beside you," Auntie Xi corrected. "Language matters."Ava swallowed."Beside me,

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