The King of Curses

Chapter 29 Driver's Self-cultivation

One day a few days later.

Night falls.

People in the company were leaving get off work one after another. An Zhizhen walked out of the office. Along the way, employees greeted her warmly and she responded politely one by one.

When we arrived at the underground parking lot, the driver was already waiting there.

"Thanks for your hard work."

She knocked on the car window and opened the back door.

"...Boss, are you ready to go to the hotel?"

The woman in the driver's seat said, a slight tension in her voice.

"Well, let's drive."

The car started up and slowly drove out of the underground garage. It drove smoothly among the bright lights and busy traffic, heading towards the destination.

After nightfall, the city streets are shrouded in the lights from shopping malls and street lamps. Everywhere you look, there are fleeting glimpses of light that drift away into the distance.

An Zhizhen rolled down the car window, and the oncoming night wind ruffled her hair. The woman admired the night view for a while, then spoke with a smile.

"Your driving skills are pretty good, Yinlian."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The female driver sitting in the driver's seat answered.

"I'm used to doing things on my own, and some of these skills are acquired through practice. It's my honor to be able to serve you."

"Haha, you are getting better and better at speaking."

Kong Yinlian held the steering wheel with both hands, and the silver bracelet on her wrist shook slightly, making a "ding-lang" sound.

She pursed her lips, her expression unchanged, but she was thinking in her heart: If I don't learn how to please my boss, my throat will be cut, and I will have to cut it with my own hands.

"Thank you for your hard work recently."

"I'm not tired..."

"I was serious."

An Zhizhen's smiling voice came from behind.

"There are some jobs that can only be done by you. You have some ability and experience, so you are indeed the best candidate. I have been bothering you all this time, acting as a secretary, driver, and carrying out tasks everywhere. But don't worry, after tonight, I think you will have a few more colleagues, and you won't have to bother me anymore."

"…Thank you for your understanding."

Kong Yinlian still didn't know what expression she should make. She looked at her stiff face in the rearview mirror.

Her emotions were complicated to begin with. She didn't know whether she should feel grief over the loss of another person, thinking that another person was going to be manipulated, and that their dignity and free will were being deprived; or whether she should feel gloating over the misfortune, thinking that the big devil behind her finally didn't have to use only her...

"Speaking of which, Yinlian, you have been a mercenary for several years. You know some curse masters all over the world, and you also know a lot of knowledge and rules in the circle, right?"

"I only have a basic understanding of it." Kong Yinlian replied, "And the scope of my activities is mainly limited to Hong Kong, Taiwan, the mainland, Japan and South Korea. I don't know much about other places..."

"Okay, okay, you are really cautious enough."

"... If there is anything the boss wants to know, I will do my best to answer it. If I really don't understand, I will try to find out from various channels."

"How modest. By the way, since you know some people and can count on them to answer questions, why not introduce them to me directly? I might be able to use these connections in the future."

"……Well."

Kong Yinlian was choked and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

If Cen Dongsheng was present and saw Kong Yinlian's reaction at this moment, he would definitely feel emotional. The two of them encountered similar problems, but his timing in making judgments was much more decisive.

Maybe it's because someone has gotten used to it. After all, it's not really a choice in the future. If a citizen of an ideal country were to make this comment, he would definitely say with envy: It's your greatest honor to be a dog for the philosopher king. What else is there to hesitate about?

"Okay, let's get back to the topic."

An Zhizhen didn't care about her hesitation.

"Forbidden masters, ghosts, and cursed curses are divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D. This is a relatively recognized classification method, right?"

"Yes."

Kong Yinlian replied.

"This is the mainstream and common view among the group of forbidden masters in Greater China since the Republic of China. In fact, this includes the title of 'forbidden master' and the classification of forbidden 'gods, gods, humans, and ghosts'..."

The term "curse" is just a general term. The so-called folk religion is inherently complex and the cultures of different places are different. Especially in recent times, the number of people who have expanded is mainly natural curse masters. In the absence of anyone to guide them, some people may mistakenly think that this is some kind of superpower, and the situation in the entire circle has become extremely chaotic.

But precisely because of this, some broad and general classification criteria have gradually become common sense in this fusion and collision.

"——Then, have you ever heard of the 'special forbidden spell'?"

Kong Yinlian was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously:

"…Is it a curse stronger than 'A, B, C, D'?"

"Yeah, have you heard of it?"

"A, B, C, and D are indeed very superficial divisions, but the purpose of this standard is to include all the cultivation methods of various schools that have been passed down since ancient times. If we must jump out of this category, it can only be the power of immortals and gods in myths and legends..."

In the final analysis, the purpose of ancient people's practice of Qi cultivation was nothing more than to become immortals and gods, transcending the mortal body. Even though there are many rumors of people who ascended to heaven and became gods in history, legends are just legends after all.

"If one can really master such magical skills, then it is not an exaggeration to say that one is a land immortal. ...Ah."

Kong Yinlian suddenly remembered that there was a suspected person behind her.

Speaking of "mental manipulation", soul-stealing, and circular light illusions, this technique has been around since ancient times, but these techniques cannot be compared with An Zhizhen's power.

The enormous energy she possessed was unimaginable before Kong Yinlian experienced it herself. Perhaps it had surpassed any real spell-binding master who had ever existed in history.

"If I must say, I'm afraid you are the only one in this world who can..."

Kong Yinlian complimented again, but this time it was sincere.

"Indeed I am."

An Zhizhen's answer was more direct. She said calmly.

"Then, is this a level you specially divided in order to distinguish yourself from other spell-binding masters?"

"No, someone told me this word."

The other person replied with a smile.

"If I were that arrogant, I would have called myself the 'King of Curses' by now. The reason why there is a 'special class' is that there are more than one person who possesses this power."

Kong Yinlian was shocked when she heard this.

"That person also told me to be careful. Every special forbidden spell has the power to disrupt the laws of all things and the natural destiny. It is an unpredictable force... Yinlian, what was your first reaction after hearing these words?"

"Is this true? No, I'm not doubting you, but this is..." "You can trust him more than you trust me."

The woman's tone was calm, but her tone left no room for doubt.

"So, what do you think?"

The question was repeated again.

"..."

The first thought that came to Kong Yinlian's mind was naturally...

The future of this world is truly worrying.

There was more than one such monster. She had no doubt that every character like An Zhizhen was capable of wreaking havoc and chaos that would sweep across the world. Could ordinary people really survive in such a world?
Before this moment, Kong Yinlian had never thought that she actually had a little concern for the country and the people.

"……what."

She was suddenly startled.

Did I just call my boss a "monster"?

But, it seems that he was not punished...

Kong Yinlian couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror. The boss sitting in the back seat still had a smiling face and didn't look angry.

In other words, the word was not prohibited and she had no objection to being called a monster.

The boss's evaluation of himself is... well, how should I put it, he is quite self-aware...

"Did...Mr. Cen Dongsheng say that?"

"Oh, can you guess?"

"I'm afraid he is the only person the boss trusts so much."

"That's true," An Zhizhen said. "Anyway, my first reaction was, 'How did he know that?' You would think the same, right?"

"...Mr. Cen already knew something about the special forbidden spell before he met the boss."

"Yes, he himself might even be the holder of the special forbidden spell."

Kong Yinlian thought about it, although it was far less terrifying than the feeling when An Zhizhen activated her ability, as if her whole body and mind were crushed into powder by a whole star, the huge impact it brought to her at the soul level.

But it was indeed quite exaggerated that the man could be resurrected after being burned into a skeleton in the battle. She was also shocked at the time.

And, maybe that wasn't even his full strength.

"I heard that anyone who masters the special forbidden spell can effectively resist my "Tian Kui Quan Shou", so I actually have a way to get the answer..."

An Zhizhen sighed.

"Unfortunately, I have already promised Dongsheng that I will not use my ability on him. It really makes me feel a little itchy."

Kong Yinlian remained silent.

Each and every one of them is a monster, a big monster and a small monster, a monster girl and a monster boy... they are quite a match.

She already knew that the two had a close relationship, like lovers, and she really hoped that he could let her go if possible. She no longer wanted to listen to her boss talking about the young man.

But Kong Yinlian's thoughts obviously did not reach An Zhizhen's ears, and the woman's problem was not over yet.

“Based on this, I thought of one more thing.”

The woman sighed softly.

"I thought I had hidden my ability very well, so no one would notice it. If Dongsheng approached me because of the special curse on me, how did he notice it? If not, then why did he approach me on purpose?"

Kong Yinlian was shocked.

This, does it mean that the boss has started to doubt Cen Dongsheng?
No, the boss was just saying "I trust him the most" and so on, why did she suddenly turn hostile? I really can't keep up with this person's pace...

"Boss, are you sorry to Mr. Cen——"

"I have long suspected that he has ulterior motives. A month ago, I began to investigate Dongsheng's past. According to him, he grew up in an orphanage, and later met an old man and learned the knowledge of the Curse Master from him... This is not surprising, but I have investigated all the information since his birth and checked all the photography and photo records I could find. I am sure that before he went to college, he was just a child who stayed in school every day to study. But you have seen his skills and fought with him. You must be able to see that he is experienced in combat. This is not something a student can do, right?"

"..."

Faced with the boss's endless chatter, Kong Yinlian was speechless.

It was so scary, she even began to sympathize with the young man... Did she really want to continue living with a woman like this?

"Alas, there is nothing I can do. I originally wanted to turn a blind eye, but Dongsheng was too deliberate at the beginning. He seemed to have no experience in dating girls, and his intentions were clearly exposed... Hehe, since you are here, please help me analyze it."

An Zhizhen held her chin with her hand and asked again with a smile:
"Yinlian, what do you think?"

- Can you please stop asking me what I think?
Kong Yinlian was almost sweating coldly.

Listening to your boss complain about his personal life and even become suspicious of his lover...it's simply the worst topic in the world.

No matter which side your answer stands on, as a subordinate, you will definitely not get any good results and will be remembered afterwards.

Her "job" is really unusual, it is full of murderous intentions.

"Why, is this question so difficult to answer?"

The boss still refused to let her go and continued to question her.

Kong Yinlian began to wonder if this person was deliberately making fun of her...

As she racked her brains to think about how to respond, she suddenly remembered the time she almost cut his throat herself.

"I hate you for interpreting the relationship between me and Dongsheng in such a dirty and cheap way. As a punishment, you will be a mute for the rest of your life."

She remembered that the boss said this at the time, which meant that she didn't care about Cen Dongsheng's deliberate approach from the beginning. Moreover, Kong Yinlian herself was able to escape the disaster thanks to that person. It was from that time that she learned to be cautious in her words and deeds.

"——Maybe, maybe... Mr. Cen just admired you after meeting you, the boss, and fell in love with you at first sight. There are no other reasons..."

She answered dryly, not daring to turn her head.

Inside the car, the terrifying silence lasted for a few seconds. Kong Yinlian quietly looked at the woman in the rearview mirror, watching her clap her hands and smile like a flower.

"Ah! You said it well, I think that's it!"

An Zhizhen praised her happily.

"Thank you for your answer, Yinlian. I was thinking too much. Dongsheng just fell in love with me at first sight, so he approached me deliberately! There's nothing strange about this. Although it's not good to be a bit obsessed with looks, maybe he will fall in love with someone else after seeing another beautiful woman... But after all, he is a boy of this age, so it can be forgiven."

Finally...

Finally got through it!
Kong Yinlian let out a long sigh, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and didn't pay any attention to the boss's muttering behind her. She wanted to make time pass ten or a hundred times faster, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

In sharp contrast to Kong Yinlian was An Zhizhen, who was sitting in the back seat. She was talking on the phone - looking at the bright smile on her face, one could tell that the person on the other end of the phone was none other than Cen Dongsheng, whom they had just been talking about.

There was a rush of traffic ahead, street lights flickering, and Kong Yinlian tapped the steering wheel anxiously. The road to the destination was so long...

(End of this chapter)