Terrifying Heavens: I Slay Demons by Painting Faces

Chapter 95 Summoning the Wind

After seeing the mission, Chen Hengyi's suspicions were confirmed.

When he saw the information that Detective Li had sent, he had some guesses, but he was not entirely sure.

But after seeing this mission, he was completely certain that Ah Jiu must be the Ah Jiu from the movie "Seven Days to Resurrect"!

The plot of the movie "Zombie" is also very simple!

Ah Jiu should have died, because he had lung cancer long ago.

However, he has been surviving by ingesting bone powder from children and using evil magic to prolong his life, hiding from the underworld officials.

One day, a down-on-his-luck movie star named Chin Siu-ho entered the tenement building where Ah-gau lived and committed suicide in room 2442. His suicide also brought forth a pair of twin female ghosts, whose deaths were also shrouded in mystery.

Qian Xiaohao was rescued by another down-on-his-luck Taoist priest, Ayou.

Not long after Qian Xiaohao arrived, an old man named Uncle Dong went out to throw away the trash at night, slipped and fell but did not die. However, Ajiu had already set his sights on him. He killed Uncle Dong and then tricked Uncle Dong's wife, Aunt Mei, into turning him into a zombie.

Ah Jiu's real purpose was to capture the two female ghosts he discovered were able to attract. He then planned to use these ghosts, who were now soulless, to control Uncle Dong, who had been turned into a zombie, in order to achieve his own goals.

Perhaps it was also to prolong life.

But an accident happened along the way; Ah Jiu was bitten to death, and the zombies went out of control.

In the end, the down-on-his-luck Taoist priest Ah You used his family's Five Elements Array Plate with the help of Qian Xiaohao to kill the zombie, but Ah You lost an arm in the process, and Qian Xiaohao was about to die.

The ending was not good.

As the side of justice, although they defeated evil, they also suffered heavy losses, making it a Pyrrhic victory.

As for the existence of the underworld messengers, Chen Hengyi thought for a moment and concluded that it was because these messengers were there to capture Ajiu, since he was supposed to die but had been using evil magic to prolong his life.

So, his next task was to find Ah Jiu, kill him, and hand him over to the underworld officials. Then he would check if Uncle Dong was dead; if he was, he would kill the zombies; if not, he would prevent everything from happening.

However, before dealing with Ajiu, there are still three people left to deal with.

The original fraud gang consisted of nine people. They changed their identities and returned to Hong Kong, becoming wealthy, which corresponds to the nine skeletons in the deep pool. He had only dealt with six of them before.

Chen Hengyi tapped his fingers lightly on the table, a cold expression on his face.

"The three mice have hidden themselves, but where can they hide?"

The next day, in the evening.

As the sun set, Chen Hengyi arrived at a remote, desolate mountain. He looked down at the road and saw very clear tire tracks.

He looked up at the mountain peak, where he could vaguely see a cluster of abandoned villas, which seemed to have been abandoned for some reason.

Chen Hengyi walked forward slowly, as if on a spring outing.

Just as Chen Hengyi approached the villa complex, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

boom!

Chen Hengyi tilted his head to the side, and a small crater immediately appeared in the ground behind him.

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Chen Hengyi looked in the direction of the gunshot and saw a man holding a sniper rifle whose model he couldn't tell, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.

Just as he looked over, the man extended his middle finger in disdain, then made a threatening gesture by slashing his neck with his hand as if it were a knife.

The next moment, gunshots rang out again, and bullets were aimed straight at Chen Hengyi's body. However, it was as if the other party had drawn outlines of the human body, and he dodged them all with precision.

"What the hell? Are you kidding me? Is this even human?" The person aiming the gun at the person thought it was utterly absurd.

Gunshots rang out continuously, and soon his magazine was empty.

Just as the man was about to reload the magazine, a bullet struck him squarely in the head.

With a precise headshot, Chen Hengyi didn't waste a single bullet.

He knew that the remaining three were hiding in this villa area.

As Chen Hengyi continued forward, people would occasionally appear and fire their guns, but as soon as these people appeared, they were immediately locked on and met with nothing more than a cold bullet.

From the first gunshot until the curtain fell, the entire event lasted seventeen minutes.

Finally, Chen Hengyi stood in front of an abandoned villa.

The villa's gate was wide open, leading to a dusty hall.

Three people were sitting on three stools covered with white cloths.

Just as Chen Hengyi approached, the three men showed no resentment, struggle, or fear; all they felt was a sense of relief at the prospect of death.

The man sitting in the middle said in a hoarse voice, "Boss Chen, how did you find us? Could you please give me an answer?"

Chen Hengyi said coldly, "Because everything you do while hiding here costs money, and I have more money than you, it's that simple."

Once the money is spent, there will be traces left behind, so it wouldn't be difficult for Chen Hengyi to find this place.

Upon hearing this, the three men sighed, "So that's how it is. Back then, the nine of us brothers left this mountain for money, and now—"

One of them was about to mutter something when Chen Hengyi had already raised his gun.

The next second, a bullet pierced the opponent's skull, the skull exploded, and blood drew a flower on the floor behind him.

"Enough with the nonsense, you bastard, you don't deserve any last words."

The remaining two chuckled, nodded, and said one last thing: "Years of wealth have made us lose our vigilance. It's all about timing and fate."

As two gunshots rang out, Chen Hengyi felt a vibration coming from the black book.

Chen Hengyi was taken aback. He hadn't expected the mission to be completed so soon; he thought he would have to kill Ajiu first.

That's fine too. He glanced at it, then immediately took out the black book.

Turning to the third page, the task related to the "List of Calamities" was flashing. Chen Hengyi tapped it and provided a summary comment:

Zhong Kui's sword slays the guilty red-clad woman, five ghosts share the bitter food, pitifully finding joy in the afterlife; a clever scheme with ten thousand gold pieces leads to a treacherous feast, six thieves, blinded by greed, panic as they are skinned alive, three of them unable to escape the gates of hell.

Chen Hengyi read it aloud, his mind flashing back to his actions since arriving in this world, and couldn't help but chuckle, "The summaries after each mission are quite accurate."

Then Chen Hengyi clicked again, and he saw the reward for this mission:

[Summon the Wind: The wind is everywhere; you can feel it, touch it, and then call upon it.]

Just after he saw the wind coming, the next moment, he felt the black book in his hand making a whistling sound, as if the wind was blowing and making the pages slap against each other.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Hengyi noticed something was wrong again. He looked around, and the world was still the same, but his body seemed to have become very sensitive, able to sense something slowly flowing around him.

Even through clothing, this sensation is still very clear.

"Wind? Is this the wind?"

With a wave of his hand, he felt the flowing energy beside him transform into a tiny, rotating stream of air.

Chen Hengyi tried again and found that he could indeed sense the existence of the wind. In fact, it wasn't just wind, but every air current in the world; anything that moves is wind.

But all he can feel now is the wind.

Like a seed of the wind.

What happens next is up to Chen Hengyi to figure out.

The reward didn't immediately boost his strength or cultivation, but he felt that it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.