Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 100 Warning Monkey Paw Perfume
Things seemed to have ended successfully. Karl waved his hand and said, “Sorry, Miss Elise, please come here. I will give you a satisfactory reward this time.”

"I'm very happy to be able to help you. Thank you for making the right choice." said Elise.

Carl did not comment on this.

"Wait, Aunt Elise, can you please wait a moment? I have something I want to consult you about." Louis suddenly said.

Elise looked at this special boy in surprise, nodded, and took Minnie out of the room.

After watching Max send Elise and Minnie out.

Louis and his grandfather were the only ones left in the room.

At this time, the grandfather sat back at his desk, waved for Louis to come over, and then spoke something shocking.

"Little Louis, don't take risks because of me. Your abilities make you stronger with each battle, but there's an old Chinese saying that goes, 'If you often walk by the river, you'll get your shoes wet.'"

"You're going to get into trouble sooner or later."

My abilities grow stronger with each battle?

Louis raised his eyebrows slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind, and he probably guessed why his grandfather thought of this.

After all, he had never avoided his grandfather. He was able to practice so quickly and had borrowed a lot of conveniences from his family. How could he possibly avoid him?

However, it seems that my grandfather misunderstood.

I don't have the ability to become stronger with each battle...

At this time, Karl smiled and said, "Although you are precocious, you are still too naive. Of course, perhaps because of trust, you don't hide too much in front of me. I am very happy."

"You've shown signs of abnormality since you were abducted. Since then, with every mysterious incident you've experienced, your methods have become more diverse and your strength has grown stronger."

"That's good, but don't do it too often. It's easy to be exposed. America is not as simple as you think."

Louis's mind moved. Does this mean that the American upper class has a response to the mysterious side?

"For the next few years, you must study hard in school and live a normal life. Don't be an outlier. Times are changing. There have been huge changes between a few decades ago and now.

The mafia cannot last long. The real masters in the future will still be the big capitalists. We need transformation and we need people to stand upright in the sun and support the new family business."

"So, the future still depends on you."

Carl said earnestly.

Louis was slightly shocked at this moment. He was a man of the future to a certain extent, but his grandfather was not. He lived in the war years, yet he could make such a judgment based on the current situation and experience...

"I understand, Grandfather," Louis agreed.

Anyway, he agreed to it first and would see how it would be implemented later. He didn't believe that there wouldn't be some strange things happening in the school...

Seeing Louis agree, Carl smiled.

Then his face became serious. "There are some things I need to explain in advance. A portion of the family property will be left to you. Your bastard father can just take care of him as he pleases, but he won't get any share of the property. As for whether you want to help your uncle continue the gang's business in the future, or do something else, it's up to you."

"Besides that, I have something else to give you. I can only give you these things, but remember, they are very dangerous. If you are not sure, never! Never! Never! Never! Do not use them, otherwise it will only bring more serious consequences."

Louis looked at the old man's serious face and nodded. He already understood in his heart that this was the old man dividing his property in advance for his funeral.

Then, Carl opened a drawer and took out a paw covered with black hair. It looked like... a monkey's paw?

He wasn't done yet, he opened a drawer further down and took out a bottle of... perfume with only a thin layer left on the bottom?
"These are the two things. They are mysterious items I've collected over the years. They are truly dangerous and rare items that possess special powers."

"I think you'll like it."

The old man pointed at the monkey's paw but did not pick it up.

"This is a monkey's paw with evil magic. If you hold it, you can make three wishes come true."

"But the way it grants wishes is extremely malicious. If you wish for wealth, perhaps what you receive is insurance compensation for your loved ones. If you wish to resurrect them, all that comes back is a bloodthirsty monster..."

"I've seen a lot of people whose families have been torn apart by it."

"So I didn't make a wish with it, but I couldn't let it go, so I kept it. Now, it's yours." Louis's face trembled.

Monkey's paw.

He had heard of it.

One of the stories created by Stephen King, the world's famous king of horror novels, is well-known and extremely malicious.

This thing is extremely evil, and I don't know how it ended up in my grandfather's hands. Even if it were mine now, I wouldn't dare use it...

Forget it, I'll put it away for now. Maybe I'll need it someday.

Then he looked at the next thing.

Only a thin layer of perfume remains.

Carl looked at it with a dazed look and fear in his eyes. "It was created in the Middle Ages by a genius with an extremely developed sense of smell named Grénoille."

"It has magical powers that can control people. Just a little bit can make you extremely charming, the center of everyone's attention. A little more can launch a grand speech, or even turn a square of people into slaves of the scent."

"But if you cross the line, people will lose control and can't help but cut you apart, fighting for every piece of your flesh, bones, eyes, and even hair."

"That's how the creator died. This little bit that's left was accidentally handed down and is kept in a museum in England. I used some means to get it here decades ago."

"Now, it belongs to you too."

"I hope you will use it with caution."

After saying that, Karl felt a little dry in the mouth and lay down on the recliner, "I'm old, I'm old. In the past, I said I wouldn't feel tired for a whole day. Tsk."

"Take that box and go out. I need to rest."

"Grandpa, take care of yourself."

After Louis said this, he walked out of the room with the two things and the doll box.

To be honest, the shock his grandfather brought to him was quite great, but it was hidden deep inside!

There are two items, in very small quantities, but they are all high-quality!
Why do the side effects seem so severe?
With this question in mind, Louis walked towards the next room.

After Louis left, Carl suddenly opened his eyes, opened the drawer, and stroked the leather scroll covered with the Sin-Eater spell.

In fact, as long as he uses this thing to transfer the entire Kano family, that is, the family business he has worked hard for, to someone else, then he can be freed from the crime...

Unfortunately, he can't.

"Ugh."

With a sigh, Carl sealed it up again, closed his eyes and basked in the sun.

……

Louis came to another room.

Here, Elise and Minnie were waiting for him.

"Aunt Elise."

Louis greeted first.

"Hello, little Louis." Elise said with a smile.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and without correcting himself, Louis started the conversation directly, "Aunt Elise, I asked you to stay so that you could answer some questions I had."

"In this world, what kind of power does the mysterious side possess? What's its strength? What are its categories? There's also heaven and hell, and those evil spirits..."

Elise nodded slightly, as if she was not surprised that Louis would ask these questions. Many young people who accidentally entered the mysterious side actually had similar questions. She was older and had seen some of them over the years.

"Mysterious side~"

(End of this chapter)