Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"There's a case here that's quite interesting. Want to come over?"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm a master hunter, making millions every minute!" Lingling sat on a high stool, swinging her white-socked legs.

"However, since you're begging me so sincerely, I'll take pity on you and help you out!"

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Changbai Mountain.

In the lobby of the youth hostel.

"In this world, demons and monsters are in power and ghosts roam freely. For the purpose of maintaining stability, some particularly cruel and perverse events will be classified as secret and the news will be blocked by the media."

"But there are no secrets in the world. These events will always be seen by someone by chance, and then become a series of urban legends of unknown veracity."

"For example, the vampires that have been circulating in Shanghai for a long time, the possession of corpses in Taiwan, the big-headed monster babies in Hong Kong... Apart from sorcerers, no one knows if they are real or fake."

The not-so-spacious living room had a long table, which was covered with popcorn, peanuts, melon seeds, and soda.

The dim light cast a shadow on the already dim glow, and the small flying insects electrocuted on the lampshade also made the faces of the young men and women appear dark.

Their gazes were all fixed on a boy whose nose and above were hidden in the darkness. Combined with their sinister tone, this made the atmosphere exceptionally terrifying.

"A few days ago, all the demon police officers in a police station in Douziran Town died. Did you know that?" the boy asked.

Everyone nodded subconsciously. This matter had become quite a big deal. The family members had rushed to the authorities to demand an explanation, and the news was circulating everywhere online.

"Didn't the report say they were killed by demons?" a girl asked timidly.

"wrong!"

The boy's voice grew even more sinister: "The demon police aren't mages. They don't even need to leave the safe zone. If they used their brains, they couldn't possibly be demons who did it."

"That···"

"Hmph, do you know why the family members went to make trouble?"

The boy paused, enjoying the atmosphere of everyone holding their breath and listening intently to him, and continued, "Because their bodies were shriveled up, and their blood had been drunk dry!"

"Don't you think that song sounds familiar? Didn't you hear it when you were little?"

Come on, follow me!

The cat's face smiled, but its voice was shrill.

A light drizzle is falling outside the window and under the bed.

Close your eyes and count the stars...

The singing was awful, but it was precisely because it was awful that it created such a great atmosphere, giving people goosebumps.

Seeing his companions were scared, the boy became even more excited, mimicking the old woman's cat-like voice in a high-pitched voice: "Good boy, your intestines are delicious, Grandma wants to try some..."

"Okay," a high-pitched little girl's voice rang out.

"what!!!"

The sudden sound startled everyone so much they almost peed their pants, especially the boy who had just been telling ghost stories; his legs went weak and he felt a warm current sliding down his thighs.

"W-what?"

They turned on the light, trembling, and saw two people, one big and one small.

The larger one looks ordinary, the kind you'd easily miss in a crowd, but the smaller one, the little girl, is absolutely amazing—so exquisitely cute it's breathtaking.

The boy telling the story looked uncomfortable and quietly moved further inside to hide the fact that he had wet his pants.

"Brother, brother! Those older brothers and sisters are so lame! They turn into that kind of thing just from being scared a little!" Lingling said in a spoiled, childish voice.

"Don't tease adults!" Xu Fang pressed her head down and shook it, apologizing, "I'm sorry everyone, my sister is a bit naughty."

"It's ok."

Humans are visual creatures after all, and Lingling is so cute, so of course everyone forgave her!

"Brother and sister, I also love horror stories. Can I sit down and join you?" Lingling asked, clasping her hands together.

"This isn't a story!" the man who wet his pants said unhappily.

His displeasure had no bearing on anyone else's decision; no one would refuse to listen to a story with a beautifully made-up young girl.

The man who wet his pants: This is not a story!

Lingling easily blended into the crowd, while Xu Fang sensed the changes in everyone's emotions.

He cautiously extended his transcendent power, meticulously unraveling the mystery, and saw the red threads connecting everyone's souls.

This is a skill he just developed on Crete, and you can see that most of these red soul threads sway in the wind like seaweed.

There were also a few strands attached to the man who wet his pants, clearly frightened by the ghost story he had just heard, which was sending waves of fear through him.

This emotional outburst has absolutely no impact on either party; it's perfectly normal.

Just as when one person looks at another's back with hostility and fear, the red thread of their soul will also connect with that person, and a more sensitive person will turn around and look at them as if by "telepathy".

Similar emotions, when amplified infinitely and materialized through special methods, can reach the level of figures like Leng Jue and Wu Jiaozhang.

The reason these young people were chosen was purely by chance.

After the demons of Changbai Mountain were wiped out, internet celebrities, adventure enthusiasts, and reckless students from all over the country were eager to come here.

The Magic Association received two more similar cases involving the "cat-faced old lady," and the cause of death for both bodies was the same.

Since you're all courting death anyway, why not let me, Xu, be your bait? Whether it scares you or not is another matter, but at least you won't lose your lives.

You've made a fortune!

Chapter 634 If you know me, then confess honestly.

If Lingling were to switch careers and become an actress, it would be a complete waste of her talent if she didn't win a global Best Actress award.

In just a few minutes, she managed to blend into the group thanks to her cute and innocent appearance.

It was getting late, and after being so frightened, everyone lost interest in listening to the story and went back to their rooms to sleep.

"Did you feel anything?" Lingling asked.

Xu Fang shook his head: "They are all ordinary emotions, without any soul trauma or outward expression."

Even if a regular ghost story creates a good atmosphere and is told in a scary way, it's impossible for it to scare someone to death.

"These people are going to Dou Ziran Town tomorrow to find out the cause of death and collect the reward." Lingling complained, "They're just low-level mages, where do they get such audacity?"

“They’re young people, I can understand,” Xu Fang said. “At least if we’re with them, we won’t be easily exposed, right?”

Getting involved with the soul is something no ordinary criminal could do.

If it were just Xu Fang and Lingling, most people would realize they hadn't found each other.

Unlike this group of young people, this hotheaded guy is learning to be a hunter mage, going on adventures to earn rewards. Although it's a bit silly, it can still be explained.

The next day.

The group arrived in Douziran Town in a chartered bus.

Liu Zhi, the man who wet his pants, took out a selfie stick and started a live stream:

"Brothers, we've arrived at the Cat-Faced Granny's lair! Take a look at the scenery around us!"

"Afraid? Afraid of what! Before, when there were demons, Brother Zhi had to give them a wide berth, but now that my idol has slaughtered the demons, Brother Zhi is the coolest guy ever!"

"Family members, if you want the same peach wood talisman pendant as Brother Zhi, please look at the shop window!"

They sounded quite convincing, but unfortunately there were hardly any audience members.

The group decided to start with the latest case and rode their electric scooter to a small village called Harvest Village.

The name Fengshou Village is quite good, but it's not that it has nothing to do with the village; in fact, it's completely unrelated.

The village was surrounded by weeds as tall as an adult, and trees that grew crookedly and looked like monsters. There were hardly any proper grains of food.

Most of the people living here are elderly people left behind, decaying along with the village.

The arrival of a group of young men and women instantly lowered the average age of the entire village, and the elderly staggered over to bring out their dusty stools to talk.

"We're here for an adventure, an online adventure!" Liu Zhi shouted at the top of his lungs next to an old man, "We heard there's a cat-faced old woman around here who's been killing people, so we came to ask her about it!"

The old man nodded: "The internet, huh? I've heard of it. How many fans do you have?"

"thirty!"

The old man laughed.

Liu Zhi was a little embarrassed by his laughter and retorted, "Once we catch the cat-faced old lady, I'll have more fans!"

Fortunately, the other elderly people weren't so annoying and enthusiastically shared the information they knew.

Yes! There is this!

"The one who died was Widow Tian, ​​along with her son and daughter-in-law. How pitiful."

"I heard a cat jumped out of the corpse, it was terrifying!"

"If you ask me, this was something Widow Tian did herself. I went to her house to borrow some salt before and saw her worshipping a strange-looking monster."

"Maybe she's the cat-faced old woman, and her son and daughter-in-law might have been eaten by her!"

There are various accounts, but one thing is certain: the "cat-faced old woman" did indeed have a history of murder, and the key to breaking through lies with Widow Tian!

"Ha, I, Liu Zhi, have never believed in any supernatural or ghostly stuff. Even if it comes, my Brilliance can shoot it down!" Liu Zhi said.

Hearing that these young people were going to catch a monster, the old men and women in the village gave them their full support.

Since their old arms and legs couldn't lift them, they brought out boiled eggs and mooncakes wrapped in oil paper that had been stored for who knows how long to come, to entertain them.

"Now I finally understand what a close relationship between fish and water is."

Liu Zhi took a bite of the egg and exclaimed, "No wonder my idol always talks about protecting the people. So this is what it feels like to protect the people without expecting anything in return. I was really naive before."

"Who is your idol?" Lingling asked.

“Xu Fang,” Liu Zhi said, “I’m his biggest fan! I spent all the money my family gave me on a demon-slaying tool. Do you know why?”

"why?"

"Because the effect of that demon-slaying tool is very similar to the Sacred Technique: Demon-Slaying Sword used by my idol!"