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Chapter 122 Awei and Ye Zhen (4.2k)

The sound of the scissors cutting was very frequent, not just once, but four or five times.

Luo Sheng's photo was cut open along his neck, and the curse spread with it.

Lu Ming was ruthless; he didn't just make one cut, but four or five.

This kind of attack is extremely terrifying. It would be incredibly difficult for an ordinary demon tamer to withstand even one such attack, let alone to be subjected to so many stabs without any regard for reason.

If Fang Shiming were still alive and witnessed this scene, he would definitely curse Lu Ming as a madman.

Although the Ghost Scissors are terrifying, this supernatural object is extremely malevolent, and Fang Shiming has to think carefully before using it.

Because supernatural objects, especially those with such powerful effects, usually come at a considerable cost.

He never even dared to imagine cutting four or five times at once.

Lu Ming didn't care about this.

As the curse of the Ghost Scissors deepens, the curse can be cleaned by washing the scissors in a pool of blood.

Even a curse of this magnitude is not enough to kill Lu Ming.

Click! Click! Click!

Four crisp sounds followed in succession.

Luo Sheng had four crisscrossing cuts made from the top of his head to his neck.

This is not just a simple matter of cutting off someone's head.

Luo Sheng's photo was cut into pieces, like a sausage that had been cut open.

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Tai O City.

Luo Sheng was idly watching TV in his office.

For someone of his status, women were long gone, after all, he was inhabited by a vengeful spirit that could control other people's lives, a resource more precious than money.

Not to mention that Luo Sheng was in charge of a place like Tai O City.

There are many casinos here, and some of the peripheral areas also have relatively rich industries. The wealthy can easily live a life of extravagance and debauchery here.

Luo Sheng picked up the satellite phone, about to dial a number with an unknown address, when his phone suddenly rang without warning.

"Is it such a coincidence?"

Luo Sheng was about to press the answer button when he discovered that his own mobile phone number was displayed on the satellite phone screen.

His brows furrowed immediately, realizing something was amiss.

"Calling yourself? What the heck is that?"

His instincts as a ghost tamer told Luo Sheng to hang up the phone, destroy it, and throw it out the window.

No one can be sure whether this is a prank or a dangerous paranormal attack.

But even after the phone was thrown away, the text message was still sent to the computer in front of Luo Sheng.

"You will die in twenty seconds."

The text message also included an audio recording, which started playing by itself without anyone controlling the mouse.

"Why...why did it fail?!"

The recording contained Luo Sheng's own voice. Judging from his tone, he seemed to have encountered some unsolvable trouble, and this trouble far exceeded his expectations. This made Luo Sheng extremely panicked in that state, and he was even somewhat incoherent.

Amidst the hum of static, the recording was abruptly cut off.

At this moment, Luo Sheng's forehead and back were completely soaked with cold sweat.

If he was only suspicious before, now he was certain that he was being targeted by someone.

When Luo Sheng was involved in circles overseas, he had seen many psychopathic killers.

They would also count down the seconds for the deceased's life, just like in that text message, as if looking into the helpless, lamb-like eyes of the victims would satisfy the twisted hearts of these serial killers.

"Whether this countdown is real or not, I can't take this kind of joke... I have to leave immediately..."

Luo Sheng hurriedly got up; the time on his computer was still counting down to his death.

Although he had mastered the Ghost Thread, a powerful ghost with exceptional life-saving abilities, Luo Sheng remained cautious. This wasn't because he possessed any extraordinary wisdom, but simply because he was extremely afraid of death.

To this end, he even made special security measures in the cubicle next to his office.

boom!
Luo Sheng kicked open the hidden door, and dust billowed out. The cubicle in front of him looked very old and seemed to have not been used for a long time.

The cubicles were indeed ordinary, but the items placed inside were anything but ordinary.

It was a coffin made of gold.

Having a coffin in your office at all times sounds very unlucky.

Luo Sheng didn't seem to care much about this.

He didn't believe in feng shui, geomancy, or similar practices.

On the contrary, this golden coffin in front of me can really save lives in a critical moment.

Luo Sheng strode forward and forcefully pushed open the coffin lid.

The coffin lid was specially designed to be extremely heavy when it was first made; even an ordinary adult would have to exert considerable effort to push it.

This was to prevent wandering ghosts from accidentally opening the coffin lid through physical means.

As for how the person who went in lying down got out, that's easy to solve.

There is an emergency red button inside the coffin; pressing it will automatically pop open the coffin lid.

This design did take Luo Sheng a lot of thought, but it backfired and cost him his life.

Just before Luo Sheng was about to lie down in the golden coffin, twenty seconds had passed.

A strange crack suddenly appeared on the back of his head, without any warning.

The gash was large, cutting open most of Luo Sheng's head and ripping off his scalp. Crimson blood and white brain matter splattered out together, a truly gruesome sight.

What's most baffling is that after Luo Sheng's head was split open by this remote attack, thin red lines appeared in the exposed flesh.

These thin threads are Luo Sheng's trump card for survival. No matter how deep his injuries are, as long as this ghost still exists, it can help him fill in the wounds.

Luo Sheng's face turned pale and he trembled all over. Before he could react, the next wave of supernatural attacks had already arrived.

Click!

Another gruesome wound appeared, but this time it started from the other side of the head.

"What the hell is this?!"

Luo Sheng was terrified and was completely unable to lie down in the golden coffin.

Finally, two more gashes appeared on his neck.

Luo Sheng immediately resembled a blooming sausage, especially his neck, where only a small portion of skin and flesh remained connected, and his head, propped up on his neck, swayed from side to side, seemingly about to fall.

Boom!
Finally, with a dull thud, Luo Sheng's head fell to the ground.

Inside the cubicle stood a headless corpse, stiff and lifeless, along with a head that had rolled to the floor.

Even though Luo Sheng's head had fallen off his neck, his eyes were still moving strangely, as if observing the surrounding situation.

Luo Sheng had not completely given up hope.

He was waiting for the ghostly threads inside his body to help him sew his head back together.

But no matter what, this scene never came.

Under normal circumstances, the ghost thread would indeed help Luo Sheng mend his body, since the attack from a distance only affected Luo Sheng himself and did not intentionally suppress the ghost within him.

But now, the ghost line has lost its function.

"Why...why did it fail?!"

Luo Sheng's head fell off, but he could still make sounds.

The scarlet threads writhed in vain, making no attempt to help Luo Sheng stitch his head back together.

A strange chill rose in Luo Sheng's heart.

The ghost suppressing the ghostly lines and the vengeful ghost that launched the attack were not the same one. He quickly searched his memory for relevant information, but he hadn't even left the house recently, nor had he offended anyone.

"Could it be that headquarters has discovered my true identity?"

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Luo Sheng dismissed it.

"No, that's not right... The headquarters was recently invaded by the Ghost Groom, and they're too busy taking care of themselves to deal with me."

"Moreover, a ghost tamer who can control two ghosts should be a person of some standing, someone whose name is known. I specifically investigated all the heads and prospective captains at headquarters, and there's simply no such person here..."

Generally speaking, those who control ghosts will conceal their information and will not record it in their files without reservation.

But there wasn't a single clue, which was truly unbelievable.

Moreover, this ghost tamer was very strong, so strong that killing him was a piece of cake for him, and he also knew a lot about the person in charge.

Luo Sheng couldn't figure it out, but he didn't need to think about it anymore.

Feeling his life force rapidly dissipating, Luo Sheng closed his eyes.

The head of Tai O City, a prominent figure in the region, fell victim to this bizarre attack, without even seeing the perpetrator's face...

Wow!
A sound of gushing water came from the pool.

Beneath Luo Sheng's head and his headless corpse, murky water had appeared.

The next moment, the dead Luo Sheng disappeared from the spot, and it was unknown where he was taken.

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Dachang City.

It was very late at this point.

As night fell, there were very few pedestrians on the streets.

No one would have imagined that in this old residential area, in a dimly lit living room, a dismembered corpse would suddenly appear.

Lu Ming used a golden container to put Luo Sheng in Tai O City to prevent the evil spirit inside Luo Sheng from reviving.

He then immediately put the scissors away.

Even Lu Ming was finding it difficult to withstand the use of the Ghost Scissors four times in a row.

"We've reached the limit of the curse. One more cut, and I'll be corrupted by the ghostly scissors, the price of which will be devastating..."

"The curse on the scissors must be cleaned with ghost blood before the next use."

The operation to take down Luo Sheng went very smoothly.

This is because the difference in strength between Lu Ming and Luo Sheng is too great.

Moreover, just as Luo Sheng had thought, Lu Ming had all his information clearly, making it inevitable that he would be killed.

As for the factor of luck, it is negligible and can be basically ignored.

The countdown to death for the ghost call wasn't something Lu Ming set up arbitrarily; rather, it was a pre-emptive projection of the future.

If Luo Shenghui climbs into the golden coffin thirty seconds after receiving the call, then the time on the text message will change from twenty seconds to thirty seconds.

This is a killer's rule that guarantees death.

There is no element of chance involved.

To control it, the only way is to use a stronger, more powerful supernatural force to suppress it.

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Lu Mingcai finished cleaning up the mess and looked out onto the balcony. He suddenly realized that it seemed to be getting light, but upon closer inspection, he found that this was not a natural phenomenon at all.

Putting aside the fact that it's already late at night, the color of this light is very strange.

The light outside was a pure gold.

In the mysterious world of resurgence, all inexplicable phenomena can be explained by the supernatural.

"Ye Zhen from the paranormal forum has come to Dachang City?"

Lu Ming frowned, not understanding why Ye Zhen, this chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sufferer, would suddenly come to Dachang City.

"The ghost painting incident is still unresolved, and Yang Jian is still in J City..."

"Could this guy be after me?"

Lu Ming had a headache.

He really didn't want to fight Ye Zhen.

In the early stages, before everyone's supernatural abilities had leveled up, Ye Zhen's scapegoat was practically a bug-level existence.

Even if a ghost tamer stands still and lets Ye Zhen attack, he won't be killed.

"Using anime figures as a substitute for someone else is just cheating and so pointless..."

Moreover, Ye Zhen is not the kind of ghost tamer who can only passively defend.

His offensive was equally dangerous.

Most importantly, this guy won't revive as a vengeful ghost. If the two sides are evenly matched, Ye Zhen can drag the opponent down to death by sheer willpower.

In short, Lu Ming is not afraid of Ye Zhen, but he is very afraid of trouble.

Even if we win, we won't gain anything.

"The simplest way to defeat this guy is to take a coffin nail and nail him right into a nail... But even with this method, it has to be used in conjunction with the time stop of the sixth level of the Ghost Realm."

Lu Ming didn't dwell on it any longer.

In any case, before meeting the person, these were all just his subjective guesses.

Perhaps Ye Zhen came to Dachang City for other reasons.

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The golden ghost realm appeared for only a brief moment before disappearing immediately.

Lu Ming still invaded the ghost domain in the direction it led.

This is a rather deserted street, and several of the streetlights are broken.

There were only two people on the street.

A seemingly sunny and cheerful senior high school student.

There was also a young man who looked young, dressed in a suit and leather shoes. Strangely, despite his successful-looking appearance, he had a homemade white cape with the word "Justice" written on it.

The strange outfit looked surprisingly harmonious on the young man, because his confident and arrogant expression suggested that he had everything under control.

Lu Ming did not let his guard down.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person is Ye Zhen.

He was having an excited conversation with another ordinary senior high school student.

"Brother Wei, what's your opinion on my 'God Descending to Earth' move just now?"

Zhang Wei patted Ye Zhen on the shoulder, his eyes full of admiration for the younger generation.

"Little Ye, not bad, but don't be arrogant. After all, you haven't learned my one-handed hand seal yet. You still have a long way to go!"

Ye Zhen did not refute, but instead showed a somewhat annoyed expression.

"As the saying goes, a great man should be like a river flowing into the sea, meeting heroes from all over the world! Today I, Ye, have realized that there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens. Brother Wei, how about... you demonstrate it for me again?"

"Hmm... okay then! I'll only demonstrate once, so watch carefully."

Zhang Wei got into position.

The next moment, one of his hands began to wave wildly, making all sorts of gestures.

He actually formed three hand seals in one second.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Wei demonstrated rapid hand seal formation with his other hand.

This is not the end.

Finally, Zhang Wei formed a hand seal with both his left and right hands simultaneously.

Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the mudra he formed with his left hand and the mudra he formed with his right hand are independent and not the same.

(End of this chapter)