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Chapter 401 Humans Know the Terror of Ghosts

Chen Xin searched all night, finding more than a dozen locations where people jumped from buildings through short videos.

From the locations of these dozen or so suicide attempts, Chen Xin discovered three different trajectories of energy. Finally, by following these trajectories, he found the three malevolent spirits.

These four ferocious beasts, including the one that was killed earlier, had nothing in common except that they were all ghosts that had jumped off buildings and turned into spirits.

Even though Chen Xin used the curse money to obtain some of their memories, he found nothing.

This struck him as odd.

Even with the mirror he created, which was stitched together with the names of various ghost slave organization patriarchs, to control the target, the target had to first come to the mirror.

However, those few ghostly figures did not interact at all.

It's as if those ghosts were created specifically to kill the people filming the videos, and weren't being manipulated at all.

"Am I wrong?"

Chen Xin stood on the rooftop, looking at the pale sky.

"No, that's no coincidence. Something must have been overlooked. What could it be?"

Chen Xin started to go through the whole story from the beginning, starting with Ke Ting, Bai Xue, Wu Mai, Xiao Jia, and then the first man who fell to his death.

All of this seems normal.

Unable to figure it out, Chen Xin decided to go and see where the first man jumped off the building.

That's the source of everything; if there's any problem, it's only there.

If I still can't find it, then I'll just give up.

Wu Mengmeng's problem is not insurmountable by other means.

With that in mind, Chen Xin found Xiao Jia's account and saw the video of the first man falling from the building.

In the blink of an eye, when Chen Xin reappeared, he was already on the air conditioner unit on the eighteenth floor of that building.

"what?"

Through the sieve, Chen Xin saw a ghostly aura emanating from a room on the eighteenth floor.

"Is there a ghost?"

Why are there ghosts here?

Entering the Netherworld, Chen Xin jumped onto the balcony of the eighteenth floor and went inside.

Walking through the living room, Chen Xin arrived at the bedroom, which was not closed. There, he saw a fat man sitting in front of a computer at four in the morning, scrolling through short videos.

The short videos are all about people jumping off buildings.

Through the reflection on the screen, Chen Xin saw the smile on that chubby face.

What is he laughing at?

Chen Xin didn't understand at first, but soon he was drawn to the fat man's next move.

He took out a pale yellow piece of paper from the drawer under the table, and then pulled out a fountain pen from the ink bottle next to him.

The ink from the pen tip dripped onto the table, staining a small red patch.

Immediately afterwards, the fat man took the pen and started writing on the paper.

As the fat man wrote more and more, Chen Xin's expression became increasingly strange.

This guy actually wrote something like a curse on a piece of paper. He was cursing the person who filmed the video and cursing those who watched others jump off buildings!

Regardless of why this fat man cursed them.

If curses were effective, this fat guy would probably be hired by the Bureau of Investigation as a special weapon.

But then, Chen Xin was stunned.

curse?

He thought of those people, including Wu Mengmeng, who were killed by ghosts, and of those ghosts that left no trace but shared the same rules of killing.

Could it be that this guy's curse actually works?
Chen Xin looked at the fat man and poked his head out of the shadows.

At the same time, a cloud of black mist appeared behind the fat man, and within that mist was part of Chen Xin's head, which had left the Netherworld.

Unable to hear any outside sounds from within the Netherworld, Chen Xin heard the fat man's mutterings as soon as he emerged from it.

"You like watching a spectacle? You like seeing others make fools of themselves? You like gossiping? Then I'll make you the spectacle for others to watch!"

"Hehe, hehehe!"

Chen Xin ignored what the fat man said; his gaze was fixed on the piece of paper in front of the fat man.

After seeing the situation in the room through the sieve, Chen Xin realized that the source of the yin energy in the room was that piece of paper!

So the fat man wasn't some reclusive master; he was just using that piece of paper to 'curse' someone.

Through the sieve, Chen Xin could also see the light emanating from the paper, the same light as the faint light in Wu Mengmeng's mind!

Chen Xin immediately understood everything.

Emerging from the shadows, Chen Xin approached the fat man and pulled the paper from his desk.

The fat man drew a red line on the paper with his pen, and just as he was about to curse, he suddenly remembered something!
Turning his head, he saw that raven-like face and immediately cried out in surprise.

"what!"

Bang!

The chair was knocked over by the fat man, whose body, which looked to weigh over 200 pounds, hit the ground with a dull thud.

The fat man who had fallen to the ground pointed at Chen Xin, his finger trembling.

"You, you, you, are you a human or a ghost?!"

The fat man's words surprised Chen Xin.

He shook the piece of paper in his hand and said, "You don't know what a ghost is?"

Upon hearing Chen Xin's voice, the fat man seemed to confirm that Chen Xin was human.

He clumsily got up from the ground and rushed toward the paper in Chen Xin's hand.

"give me back!"

Chen Xin reached out and grabbed the fat man's neck, lifting the 200-pound body into the air with one hand.

"want to?"

Chen Xin waved the paper in front of the fat man's eyes.

Seeing this, the fat man even gave up prying Chen Xin's hand off his neck and, with a flushed face, tried to grab the paper!
Chen Xin stopped.

"Tell me what you did with it and how you got it, and I'll give it to you."

With that, Chen Xin put the fat man down.

After a violent coughing fit, Chen Xin didn't get the answer he wanted. Instead, he saw the fat man rushing towards him with red eyes.

Chen Xin frowned, and just as he reached out to grab the fat man and was about to drag him into the underworld, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

The fat man struggled more and more fiercely in his hands!
Seeing the fat man's eyes gradually filling with red, Chen Xin turned his head to look at the yellow paper and immediately put it into his Pot Heaven Space!
I thought that without that piece of paper, the fat guy would return to normal, but he didn't.

"Is this... some kind of 'curse' ability?"

This piece of paper seems to have the ability to give a goal a sense of continuity.

For example, the mark that has always been in Wu Mengmeng's mind, and the current state of this fat man.

If I'm not mistaken, this fat man's current condition cannot be resolved by Tu Su wine!
Chen Xin took out the Tusu wine and forced the fat man to drink it.

Just as he expected.

Chen Xin became interested, and just as he was about to do something to the fat man, there was a knock on the fat man's door.

Hearing the shouts and curses, Chen Xin led the fat man directly into the Netherworld.

Before he could move again, Chen Xin was surprised to discover something.

The redness in the fat man's eyes faded!
"This is……"

Chen Xin suddenly had a thought. The piece of paper he had just put into the Pot Heaven space was not the true entity controlling everything.

Or perhaps that piece of paper was also being manipulated, just like those sneaky people searching for the person filming the video.

Because he entered the Netherworld, the entity that controlled everything lost its target, which is why the fat man returned to normal.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Chen Xin led the fat man away from the Netherworld and into the Underworld.

However, it wasn't the site of the Three Mountains, but rather a cemetery I hadn't visited in a long time.

After entering the underworld, the red color in the fat man's eyes did not return.

"So that thing isn't in the underworld, but in the mortal world?"

Thinking this, Chen Xin took out the paper from his spatial storage.

A moment later, the red color reappeared in the fat man's eyes, and he became violent again.

Chen Xin summoned reeds and bound them.

For an ordinary person, reeds can only be used as a regular rope, but the fat man's current state is not right; you could say he's half a ghost.

Therefore, the reeds were able to actively restrain him.

Looking at the piece of paper in his hand, Chen Xin put it away and put it back several times before confirming one thing.

The entity behind the scenes can use this piece of paper to execute commands, acting like a relay station or signal receiver. Once this piece of paper is gone, it will be unable to cross the boundary between the underworld and the mortal world.

Chen Xin put away the papers and asked the fat man after he had recovered.

"Now, can you tell me where that piece of paper came from?"

Seeing the fat man's shifty eyes and fearful expression, Chen Xin shook his head and gave up on continuing to ask questions.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned the 'Mirror of Inquiry' and placed it in front of the fat man.

Looking at himself in the mirror, the fat man's eyes began to glaze over.

Then, the fat man began to explain the reason.

……

The fat man's name is Wang Baolin. He is 38 years old and has a 28-year-old wife who is quite pretty.

The reason Wang Baolin was able to marry such a wife despite his circumstances was simply because he had plenty of money and was willing to spend it on her!
He would buy any luxury item, whether it was a handbag or something else, as long as his wife begged him to.

He even paid for his wife's younger brother's wedding when he couldn't afford a house.

Thus, apart from being a little overweight, his wife and her family were very satisfied with this eligible bachelor.

However, two years after his marriage, Wang Baolin had squandered most of the tens of millions of yuan in demolition compensation left to him by his family.

When Wang Baolin began to tighten spending, conflicts inevitably arose.

But Wang Baolin loved his wife, and no matter how harshly she spoke to him, he would accept it with a smile and gently coax her.

Of course, he knew what he relied on to keep his wife by his side, so he always controlled the family finances. In fact, he and his wife even had a prenuptial agreement before they got married.

If the wife initiates the divorce, she will not be entitled to any property.

Therefore, as long as Wang Baolin still has money, his wife will not divorce him.

At least in Wang Baolin's view, the remaining few million yuan should be enough for the two of them to live comfortably for ten years under normal conditions.

But he couldn't just sit around and do nothing, so Wang Baolin started to manage the houses he had received as compensation for the demolition, hoping to slow down the pace of his wealth accumulation.

Therefore, as long as he can hold out until his wife is in her forties or fifties, and after she has lost her beauty and can no longer leave him, he is willing to live a poor life.

To his surprise, his wife cheated on him after he had only been away for a month!
At first, he didn't believe it, but as his neighbors began to hint at it more and more, he had no choice but to believe it.

So one day, he went home early.

Looking at the not-so-cheap car parked in his parking space, Wang Baolin didn't call to remind the other party to move the car.

When he got home, he quietly opened the door and heard soft, seductive music coming from the bedroom.

A pang of pain shot through his heart as he accidentally bumped into something.

Knowing he could no longer hide it, Wang Baolin shouted the loudest he'd ever yelled since his wedding: "Come out here!"

But when Wang Baolin stumbled into the room, he found his wife sleeping alone in bed, her face slightly flushed.

"What are you yelling about? You woke me up from my sleep!"

Wang Baolin glanced around the room. If it weren't for the noise he'd just heard, he would have really thought it was his fault.

So he searched the room with a cold face, while his wife didn't move at all.

Wang Baolin searched the room thoroughly, even straining to lie down and look under the bed, but he couldn't find anyone.

"What about people?"

"who?"

"I clearly heard a sound just now."

When Wang Baolin said those words, his wife threw her phone out from under the covers.

"Fine, I was just watching a movie, and you're already doubting me! I can't live like this anymore, let's get a divorce!"

Wang Baolin was very anxious because he couldn't find the person.

Faced with his wife's tantrums, Wang Baolin backed down and apologized to her for half an hour!

But after he promised all sorts of luxury goods, there was a knock on his door.

Looking at the hat-wearing uncle outside the door, listening to what they were saying, and watching the video of a naked Spider-Man on the phone.

Wang Baolin was furious!

But what can you do if you're angry?

The men who were having affairs are all dead, what more does he want?
He loved his wife, so after she wrote a guarantee, the matter was dropped.

Wang Baolin went over, but the others did not.

After the video of his fall surfaced, his information was leaked by someone, and immediately, various comments appeared under the video, criticizing him, pitying him, and using him as a source of jokes.

He was angry.

Why do they bring this up again when it's all in the past?
Wang Baolin was furious, but what could he do?
At that very moment, the piece of paper appeared.

As soon as it appeared, it tempted Wang Baolin to write down his wishes on it.

So Wang Baolin wrote down curses one by one on that piece of paper.

When Wang Baolin saw the first person jump off a building, he noticed that the person was not terrified, but excited!

"Serves you right for being so foul-mouthed! Serves you right for meddling in other people's business!"

In his excitement, he repeatedly poured his own blood into the bottle of ink, and repeatedly dipped his pen in his blood to curse those people!

Watching those people die one by one.

He was overjoyed.

Once all those people are dead, no one will mention his family anymore.

And his relationship with his wife will be restored to normal!
……

After listening to Wang Baolin's account, Chen Xin fell silent.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the problem was with the piece of paper or with Wang Baolin himself.

However, having harmed so many people, they should pay the price for their actions.

Chen Xin raised his hand and threw Wang Baolin into the Copper Pillar Hell.

After doing all that, Chen Xin took out the paper and examined it closely.

……

(End of this chapter)