American Zombie Detective

Right in front of Qin Jin, on the roof of the entire house, was a huge creature crouching!

Its size is beyond imagination, taking up almost a third of the entire roof, like a moving mountain!

This thing was pitch black all over, with black smoke emanating from it everywhere. Its arms and legs were ridiculously long, like some kind of long-armed ape, but its torso was extremely thin, barely thicker than its arms!

Its entire body and appearance were hidden in the darkness, its whole body like a void black shadow!

What is this?

The ghost noticed Qin Jin's presence, but it remained unmoved, simply continuing to stuff whatever it was holding into its mouth.

"Crunch... crunch..."

A tooth-grinding chewing sound rang out, like chewing on hard glass and rotten bones!

The vengeful ghost didn't even get to let out a final scream before it was completely annihilated in that terrifying chewing, as if it had been... eaten?!

Then, it did something even more unbelievable!

Its unusually long arm suddenly rose up and reached out to grab at the sky!

A strange thing happened: it just reached out to grab the air, but when its claws reached out to grab it, some wisps of moonlight appeared and were caught in its hand!

The next instant, the monster seized the moonlight and, like a monkey using vines, leaped forward and swung through the air!

call--!

Its movements and mannerisms are exactly like a monkey's, the only difference being that a monkey uses vines, while it uses moonlight.

The monster's massive body sliced ​​through the night sky, carrying a heavy wind pressure, instantly traversing hundreds of meters before landing lightly in the distance—

On the roof of an ordinary two-story house in the Rand Park community!

The landing was very soft, like a wisp of mist.

The mansion's windows were dimly lit, indicating that the occupants were already asleep. The ghostly creature's enormous head approached and breathed on the tightly closed window.

There was no sound!

But Qin Jin could see that it was a mixture of extreme coldness, despair, and all the painter's resentment and bitterness before his death that had seeped into the window...

This appears to be waste produced when a ghost dies and transforms into a spirit, commonly known as the aura of the underworld. It is also a major component of the River of Oblivion. In the underworld, it is water, but in the mortal realm, it is a cold aura of the underworld.

This pitch-black aura of the River of Oblivion and the Underworld ignored physical barriers and instantly filled the room!

Standing on a distant rooftop, Qin Jin could see everything clearly, and a chill instantly ran from the soles of his feet throughout his entire body!

He finally understood!

Why does someone die in the Rand Park neighborhood every seven days?

Why are the deaths so random, and why are the victims from such diverse backgrounds?

Why is it said that the death is claimed on the seventh day after death, yet the victim is not a relative?

This strange ghost is periodically devouring the souls of those who return on the seventh day after their death, and then randomly expelling the aura of the underworld...

That breath of the underworld will, like a maggot clinging to a bone, automatically seek out and burrow into the body of the weakest person in the household, the one with the lowest luck!

No one could withstand this aura; death was the only outcome.

Just as Qin Jin was utterly shaken, the enormous ghostly figure on the roof once again stretched out its arm, aiming at the moon in the sky—

Another grab into the void!

This time, it seemed to capture more moonlight, and it captured it more condensed! Its massive body swung upwards with this incredible force!

"call out--!"

The enormous black shadow, like a giant bat blending into the night, soared into the sky and instantly disappeared into the thick, low-hanging clouds above, vanishing without a trace.

Only the howling of the night wind remained, along with Qin Jin on the distant rooftop and the panicked, bewildered police officers surrounding the painter's mansion.

(There was a problem with this chapter, so I made some revisions. It wasn't long enough, so it's a short chapter now. Sorry! I'll post an extra chapter!)