The King of Curses

Chapter 22 "You always refuse to listen to your sister"

Kong Yinlian cleaned up the bodies of her former teammates and put them into a large black plastic bag. She then stood there, waiting for the next order.

"I think you have guessed it. There is actually another dead test subject stored in this building. I originally wanted to dispose of it as soon as possible, but the timing was not right, so I postponed it until today."

An Zhizhen took her books and lab books and prepared to leave the rooftop.

Kong Yinlian, who was following behind, nodded silently.

Before the two left, the woman seemed to remember something and said to her in a casual tone:

"You are very lucky. You have the qualifications I need. Is your curse some kind of 'gu technique'? It is quite comprehensive, but the upper limit is too low and the potential is limited. According to the 'A, B, C, D' grading method, I am afraid it is only 'B grade'? However, after being affected by 'Tian Kui Quan Shou', you can become stronger."

Kong Yinlian raised her head suddenly, so surprised that she thought she had heard it wrong.

If a spell-caster wants to obtain a more powerful spell, he can only rely on chance, hard work, and sacrifice something in exchange for something.

But her intention was obviously not to change the curse, but to make the "original curse" stronger.

Can this really be done? This is something that goes against common sense.

...No, if it is this gentleman, he can do it.

She can crush a person's spirit and personality and then completely reshape them. Her magical powers are completely beyond Kong Yinlian's understanding of "curses". For such a person, breaking the barriers between different levels of curses is not difficult at all.

"Also, I just happened to be in need of help. If it had been a little later, you wouldn't have had the chance to work for me. This is your second lucky encounter."

"……Yes."

Kong Yinlian bowed her head respectfully.

Even when one's soul is completely controlled by the other party, he can still tempt them with benefits...

Although the other party's purpose is nothing more than to make him willingly work for him, rather than feel powerless to resist and choose to give up, being able to follow such a mysterious and powerful boss does not seem to be the worst thing -

That's it for now, she thought.

Because until this moment, deep in Kong Yinlian's heart, she still had not given up the idea of ​​escaping or resisting.

"Then, there's one more thing."

Kong Yinlian's expression was reflected in the woman's dark eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Please do as you wish."

An Zhizhen's smile is still as gentle as ever, making people feel like spring breeze.

"Although you are now my subordinate, the past should be forgotten, but for me, you were once Dongsheng's enemy, right? He also said he wanted to kill you. If you let him go so easily, he will definitely complain if he finds out later."

Her eyes wandered over Kong Yinlian.

"So, I decided to punish you... But how can I do it so that I can be fair? It's really distressing."

The dark-haired woman rested her hand on her chin, looking thoughtful.

Kong Yinlian was stunned for a moment, and spoke subconsciously:
"Do you... still need to care about his opinion? He is just your lover, uh..."

She had this perception before. However, at that time, Kong Yinlian thought that it was Cen Dongsheng, the spell-forbidden master, who was supporting Doctor An; but now it seems that the relationship between the two is probably reversed.

If you think about it carefully, although the two of them stayed together during that time, she only saw the men fighting, while An Zhizhen never took any action. Even when someone held a knife to her neck, she managed to pretend to be an ordinary, weak and powerless girl.

So much so that until she returned to Xiaokang Building again for the forbidden object, she didn't know that this woman was the culprit...

I feel completely misled. He obviously has such a terrible ability, but he still lets his subordinates fight for their lives. He is really thoughtful. When Kong Yinlian thought of this, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

——Precisely because this sentence was not malicious and came from the heart, it did not trigger the impact of "Tiankui Quanshou".

Kong Yinlian really didn't understand the relationship between the two, and didn't know that An Zhizhen had never revealed her true side in front of Cen Dongsheng.

But after hearing these words, the smile on An Zhizhen's face became more distinct, and the faint smile spread like a water lotus swaying in the wind.

"Well, it's decided." She said, "What you said was really unpleasant to hear. You interpreted the relationship between Dongsheng and me in such a dirty and cheap way. It's really annoying. As a punishment, you will be a mute for the rest of your life."

The black-haired woman spoke briskly, and casually threw the dagger that originally belonged to the other person back to her.

"Solve it yourself."

Kong Yinlian’s face turned pale and she froze in place.

This is... without a doubt, the dagger that she once used to threaten An Zhizhen.

Kong Yinlian picked up the dagger with trembling movements, and at the same time, she stuck out her tongue involuntarily. She stretched out one hand and pulled one side tightly, and the tip of the knife slowly approached the tip of her tongue.

She couldn't resist An Zhizhen's orders.

Cold sweat was pouring down her face, the clothes on her back were soaked, her mind was in a mess, and she could only watch the sharp tip of the blade approaching her soft tongue. She could even taste a hint of cold metal on the tip of her tongue.

I only heard someone sigh.

"Wait a moment."

Kong Yinlian stopped her self-mutilation halfway through, but before her heart could stop, she heard An Zhizhen continue to say:

"Ms. Kong, let me tell you, are you too lenient with yourself? I want you to become mute, but who told you that I want to cut off your tongue? Think about it carefully."

An Zhizhen put her hand on her throat and made a cutting gesture with a smile.

"——Cut open your neck and then cut off the vocal cords. This is the correct way to make yourself mute, right? Don't worry, I'm here. As long as you find the right position, you won't die."

Kong Yinlian felt as if her eyelashes weighed a thousand pounds, and the sweat dripping from her forehead kept falling down, but her hands remained firm and unwavering.
An Zhizhen's voice sounded as beautiful as she was, clear and mature. However, to Kong Yinlian's ears, it sounded like an evil...evil...whisper.

e mo.

She couldn't remember the word.

All the slander, malice, and attacking words related to An Zhizhen in my mind were dug out.

For Kong Yinlian, it was as if she heard the emperor's decree and the words of the gods... This might be the saddest thing. Her will was clearly distorted, but she couldn't even hate and could only obey willingly.

The woman's arms shook as she brought the knife to her throat.

……

As An Zhizhen herself said, the "qualified" people she needs are those who can find themselves again after facing "Tian Kui Quan Shou"; this in itself means that the minds of such people are different from ordinary people.

This approach allows her to easily select those with strong wills from the crowd, and these people will naturally have a bright future with the help of her abilities; but on the other hand, if she wants to truly make use of them, it also takes some thought.

Although for An Zhizhen, all these problems are not problems.

A pair of bottomless dark pupils seemed to be able to clearly reflect the other person's every move and thoughts.

"Dong dong dong."

——Until there was a knock on the door.

The eyes blinked, then turned towards where the sound came from.

There was only one door leading to the rooftop, and now someone knocked on it.

"Sister Zhizhen, are you on the rooftop?"

The voice coming from the other side of the door was a little vague, and sounded weak, as if someone had not yet recovered from a serious illness.

"I'm here."

An Zhizhen replied
"Are you OK?"

"……Why do you ask?"

"I just noticed that there seems to be some kind of curse being activated... Maybe I'm wrong."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

An Zhizhen walked over and opened the door.

A few steps down, Cen Dongsheng leaned against the wall beside the corridor, looking up at her with some worry.

"Is it really okay?"

"It's okay."

An Zhizhen turned around on the spot, opened her arms to him, and said with a smile, "If you are worried, come and check it out."

It was bright sunshine outside, and the woman's figure was half illuminated by the backlight from behind. Cen Dongsheng raised his head, and from this height he could vaguely catch a glimpse of her plump body wrapped in pantyhose under the skirt.

"...you're saying weird things again." He felt that his gaze was a little ambiguous, and although it was an unintentional glance, he still looked away.

"You were first."

An Zhizhen smiled with her eyes curved, walked down the stairs, and took the initiative to hug his arm.

"Okay, go back. Don't run around until your injury is healed. You don't take care of your body. It's really worrying."

……

After they left, the door to the rooftop was blown by the wind and slowly closed.

Kong Yinlian, who was left alone, knelt on the ground, gasping for breath and sweating profusely.

An Zhizhen's words rang in her ears.

"You have encountered 'third luck'...Things never happen more than three times, Kong Yinlian, you are a person blessed by good luck."

With a "clang", the dagger in the woman's hand fell to the ground.

Even though the person was no longer there, she kept her head down and remained respectful.

"...Yes, I am a lucky person," she said.

Although she said this, Kong Yinlian felt deeply confused in her heart.

She originally thought that Cen Dongsheng was a curse master controlled by the Tiankui Quanshou just like herself, but An Zhizhen's unusual and intimate behavior just now made her realize that her guess was wrong.

Cen Dongsheng obviously holds a special position in An Zhizhen's heart. He also doesn't seem to have been manipulated in any way, and his experience is completely different from her own.

Then...why didn't An Zhizhen help in the past?

If she could show her true strength, the young man would not have been burned into a skeleton and continued to fight.

The more Kong Yinlian thought about it, the more confused she became, and her thoughts began to go astray.

Could it be that everything that happened in the haunted house before was part of some strange play of theirs?

*
Under An Zhizhen's persuasion, Cen Dongsheng dragged his tired body back to sleep.

But he never got enough rest.

On the one hand, the tingling and numb feeling brought by the rapidly growing muscles is like ants crawling on your bones, which is very unbearable...

The most important thing is mood.

Always feeling that something was wrong in the series of events he had encountered recently, Cen Dongsheng tossed and turned in bed for a long time before closing his eyes. Just when he felt drowsy, he suddenly woke up with a start.

He looked at the snow-white ceiling and the chandelier that emitted warm light, his brows furrowed.

The room and the bed were filled with a pleasant smell...exactly the same elegant fragrance as Sister Zhizhen's.

Cen Dongsheng was enveloped by this fragrance, and he thought he would feel calm and happy. It seems that this is not the case.

——Because he began to doubt the current situation.

When did it start?
The reason for the "haunted house" was that the forbidden object, the blood medium, which had not yet been refined, was brought to Xiaokang Building by the curse master Yu Wentao.

But the key question is, where did Yu Wentao himself go?

He originally thought that Yu Wentao had left for some reason. But he did not expect that the core ghost he met later, judging from Kong Yinlian's reaction, was Yu Wentao himself. In other words, he was very likely to have died in Xiaokang Building and was transformed into a ghost after the Yin Qi gathered.

He had no time to think about these things during the battle, but now that the dust had settled, he could no longer ignore these unreasonable things...

Cen Dongsheng rubbed his temple.

In addition, today he clearly felt that a spell-forbidden master had entered this Xiaokang building. Cen Dongsheng was not good at detection and perception, he could feel it purely because the other party had already taken action, but after asking the neighbors, no one saw any abnormal phenomenon...

He felt that he couldn't just leave it alone.

……

When Cen Dongsheng walked out of Sister Zhizhen's house, he saw that it had gotten dark.

The night falls deeply and the twilight comes from all directions.

The cicadas are chirping and the slightly tipsy evening breeze is blowing on your face, making you intoxicated.

He breathed in some fresh air, then walked along the corridor. When he was about to pass a room, he looked up at the door number, "310".

It's a bit familiar. Last time I passed by, something happened...

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the door of the room was pushed open.

The person who came out was an acquaintance.

Kong Yinlian came out dragging a suitcase with some difficulty and happened to meet his eyes.

"You are indeed here."

Are you unwilling to give up that forbidden item? Cen Dongsheng's heart moved slightly, and his body's instinctive reaction was even faster. His true energy flowed throughout his body, and he was ready for battle.

Although he hadn't fully recovered yet, he already had the strength to smash someone's head with his fist, and that was enough.

"you……"

When Kong Yinlian saw him, a slightly surprised expression also appeared on her cold face.

For some reason, her subconscious reaction was to turn her head and look behind her.

Cen Dongsheng raised his foot without hesitation and kicked away the suitcase she was protecting.

"What on earth did you bring here? This—"

Kong Yinlian dodged backwards unexpectedly, and the suitcase that was kicked over fell to the ground with an unusually heavy thud.

What was in the suitcase was not a secret weapon, but another acquaintance.

It's the kind that's really "ripe".

"..."

Cen Dongsheng remained silent, watching a corner of the plastic bag slide out of the box. Inside was a corpse, with bluish-white skin and charred carbonized parts visible everywhere.

The wrapped head part had been burnt, and the remaining limbs had signs of being cut, all stuffed into a translucent body bag.

This scene is really scary.

"you……"

Cen Dongsheng narrowed his eyes.

"You came here specifically to destroy the body?"

Kong Yinlian withdrew her hand, stood by the door, and responded to his questioning with silence.

“…Squeak.”

Under Cen Dongsheng's gaze, the door of Room 316 was pushed open from the inside.

A smiling face poked out from behind——

This was the person he had expected in his heart, but when he actually saw him, he couldn't help but sigh.

……

"You always refuse to listen to your sister, Dongsheng."

Sister Zhizhen put her hands behind her back, walked into the twilight with light steps, and looked at him with a smile.

"People who are too sensitive sometimes have a hard time. However, if the person I choose is a fool, it will also be difficult for others..."

"In this world, there is really no such thing as having the best of both worlds."

(End of this chapter)