I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The security guard with the mustache sighed helplessly: "It's not about wages. Even if I gave it to you, I'd still die. Do you think I can handle the manager? Besides, you're probably afraid of the manager, which is why you only dare to come at night. Am I right?"

The goblin security guard's expression changed, indicating that his pretense had been torn away.

He simply stopped pretending and acting, his pupils flashing with a dangerous light: "Fine, fine, this is your choice. You think you won't die if you don't give it to me?"

A terrifying aura erupted from him.

The aura was like a cold, damp wind rising from the depths of the earth, carrying a putrid smell.

The wax figures in the hall seemed to be trembling.

The mustachioed security guard sensed this aura and froze. His instincts told him that this guy was very strong and he couldn't beat him.

The goblin security guard is on par with the icy, eerie security guard upstairs; neither of them are capable of dealing with the mustachioed security guard.

The security guard with the mustache had cold sweat on his forehead. He gripped his baton tightly, his legs slightly bent, and he assumed a defensive posture.

The goblin guard moved, and his speed was astonishing. The mustachioed guard only saw a black shadow flash by, and then a gust of wind rushed towards him.

The next second...

"Snapped."

A crisp slapping sound rang out.

The goblin guard's body flew sideways as if he had been hit by a speeding car.

His feet left the ground, his body spun twice in mid-air, and then crashed heavily into the wall with a dull thud.

The goblin guard slid down the wall and collapsed to the ground, looking as if his body had fallen apart.

It took him a while to get up.

The goblin security guard covered his face, staring at the empty hall with terror in his eyes.

This slap felt familiar.

The way he hit him last time, the force and technique, were exactly the same.

To be precise, that kind of force meant beating him to death without actually killing him.

Even the places where I was thrown, the feeling of getting up, and the pain in my body were exactly the same.

He even wondered if he had traveled back to that night.

"Who! Who is it! Show yourself!"

The goblin guard covered his face, looked around, and his voice trembled.

His gaze finally settled on the security guard with the mustache.

The security guard with the mustache stood there, seemingly stunned, but he quickly realized, "Oh, it was that guy who made the move, I see!"
The mustachioed security guard smiled, walked over to the goblin security guard, and extended his hand: "It's cold in here, we can't lie down and rest. Let's go inside."

The goblin security guard looked at the outstretched hand as if it were a venomous snake. He slapped the mustachioed guard's hand away, got up from the ground, and staggered toward the door.

He was running too fast and tripped on the threshold, falling face-first into the mud.

He got up again, scrambled out, and disappeared into the night.

His voice came from afar, trembling with sobs: "Damn it! It's a ghost!"

The mustachioed security guard walked to the door, poked half his body out, watched the goblin security guard run away, and shook his head.

He closed the door, bolted it, clapped his hands, turned around, leaned against the door, and let out a long sigh.

The mustachioed security guard thought to himself: That seriously injured guy is indeed quite capable; I can't afford to mess with him. In the shadows, the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh.

She turned to look at Zhang Yangqing, her eyes full of curiosity: "Big brother, I'm very curious, what did you do to that earth demon monkey back then?"

The Earth Demon Monkey is the name of the ugliest creature known to humankind in the Nine Netherworld.

The fact that the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes used this term to describe the goblin security guard indicates that in her eyes, the goblin security guard and the earth monster monkey are on the same level.

She noticed that the goblin guard's expression had gone from terror to despair, and from despair to collapse.

That wasn't an expression that said "I was defeated by a strong person," but rather an expression that said "I was defeated by that same strong person again."

That fear comes from memories deep within the soul.

Zhang Yangqing coughed twice, his voice a little weak: "It's nothing. I was just bored back then and teased him for a while. I didn't expect him to still remember me."

At this moment, the barrage of comments on the big screen in China exploded.

Hahaha! Master Zhang is joking! The goblin security guard not only remembers it, he'll probably never forget it for the rest of his life!
I think the goblin guard's nightmares are all about the scenes of Zhang Tianshi tormenting him that night. Every night when he closes his eyes, he sees Zhang Tianshi's smiling face.

I just watched the replay. The goblin guard at that moment could be described as "unable to live and unable to die."

I'm dying of laughter! The goblin security guard's expression of utter disbelief is hilarious!
I wonder if the goblin security guard will ever dare to come to the wax museum again? Probably never. He won't even dare to come to this street anymore, let alone the wax museum.

In the world of ghost stories, Zhang Yangqing's cough worsens and his body becomes increasingly blurry.

Because he had just used spatial power again, the backlash was getting worse.

It's not the kind of blurry "can't see clearly," but the kind of blurry "this person is about to disappear."

Zhang Yangqing's silhouette distorted slightly in the air, as if some force was erasing him from this world.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes looked at him with great anxiety, not knowing what to do with her hands.

At that moment, the security guard with the mustache ran over: "Brother, are you alright? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Zhang Yangqing waved his hand: "It's nothing serious, it's just about to turn to ashes."

The security guard with the mustache froze on the spot upon hearing those words.

It'll be reduced to ashes in no time, and you call that not a big deal?
What exactly constitutes "something happening"?
Zhang Yangqing didn't explain much. He looked at the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes and his tone became serious: "If I disappear later, you proceed according to the plan."

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes nodded.

Zhang Yangqing then turned to the mustachioed security guard, speaking as if he were instructing him on something trivial: "We've known each other for a while now. You've made it to the very end of the wax museum challenge. Just remember, if you want to survive here, you can only trust your security guard colleague. He's not human."

He pointed to the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes next to him and continued, "She and I just happened to be here, don't mind us."

After saying that, Zhang Yangqing pressed the settlement button.

If we don't press it soon, he might really die in the world of ghost stories.

There's a slight regret about this ghost story; I haven't done the hidden quest yet.

Actually, this task wasn't easy. He killed many powerful demons at the casino, and he almost ruined the Yudu dungeon.

This is one of the few times he has completed an unfinished hidden mission.

I wonder if he would go and take a look if he had the chance to return to Undying Mountain again.

He knew the spatial code of the Nine Netherworld.

As the settlement was made, the light engulfed him. (End of Chapter)