I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Chapter 163 The Power Within the Seashell! The Intimidating Power of Lord Baili (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

In a residential area that had been deserted and locked down for seven years, lights suddenly appeared on one floor of a building.

The surroundings were dark and desolate, overgrown with weeds, except for the unusually bright light on the thirteenth floor, which stood out conspicuously against the thick clouds that obscured the night.

The light did not bring any warmth; instead, it exuded an eerie chill that sent shivers down one's spine.

The little finger, seeing the light, cheered, "We're home! We're home!"

She took off running into the building.

Xu Lindong's heart tightened, and he instantly activated his Gate God Perception, spreading out a circle of golden-red extraordinary ability fluctuations, while simultaneously unleashing his Spiritual Sense and Corpse Listening.

No danger was detected.

The Tower of Babel remained as quiet as ever.

He immediately gave chase, hissing, "Slow down!"

At the same time, with a thought, the three wandering souls silently dispersed, and even shook the copper bell again, summoning Agan, whose strength had reached Sequence Nine, from the Tower of Babel.

His three souls and one corpse protected him from all sides.

After catching up with Little Finger, he picked her up and said, "I'll take you upstairs, don't run around."

"Mmm!" Little Finger nodded, tilting her head obediently, "Uncle Dong, I'll listen to you..."

Her voice was soft and sweet, yet it made one's heart ache.

This little girl, without parents, is guarded by a bunch of evil spirits, and all she wants to do is go home.

Xu Lindong felt that this girl's background was somewhat similar to his own; both of them had lost their parents and their homes, and were later adopted by Xun Jie's family.

Xu Lindong held his little finger and stepped upstairs.

The stairwell has been abandoned for many years. The elevator is rusted and dead. Weeds are sprouting from the cracks everywhere, and thick dust has accumulated on the ground.

He moved his feet and began his ghostly steps.

It's almost like one step at a time, one layer at a time.

The wandering spirits and old corpses beside him followed in sync, their steps identical, like shadows.

Zombie Agan can now easily transform into a wandering spirit form, which is somewhat similar to a normal superhuman. He not only possesses the abilities of a zombie but also the abilities of a wandering spirit, making him very powerful.

After taking a dozen or so steps, Xu Lindong arrived at the door on the thirteenth floor where light was shining through the crack in the door.

The little finger's eyes sparkled as it sucked on its finger, muttering incoherently:

"Hmm, I'm home... Uncle Dong took me home..."

Xu Lindong was not careless. He first reached out and pressed his five fingers onto the doorknob.

In an instant, the entire door became his eyes.

His gaze pierced through the doors, revealing other doors in the rooms behind them.

The layers upon layers of portal eyes spread out.

Xu Lindong took in the many furnishings in the room.

The house was empty, with only the living room light shining eerily.

The lampshade was covered with cobwebs and thick with dust.

The inside of the enclosure was covered with numerous black spots, which were actually the dense corpses of flying insects that had long since dried into ash.

There seemed to be a few picture frames on the table in the living room.

One of the family photos was covered in a layer of dust, and you could barely make out two blurry figures in the photo, with a child vaguely being held in the middle.

"That's her little finger...and her parents?"

Xu Lindong's heart stirred slightly, then he frowned.

There's no one inside, so how did the light come on?

The Tower of Babel on his body remained completely still.

The four-headed demon was also silently looking around, but it did not sense any danger.

It was almost like a miraculous event that happened out of nowhere.

"Uncle Dong, let's go inside..."

Her little fingers were already itching to pinch his arm again and again.

Xu Lindong composed himself and politely knocked on the door.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

The knocking echoed in the empty room, stirring up the dust on the door, and then traveled through the corridor, seeping into the entire building and even the entire desolate neighborhood.

Then, the knocking gradually faded away.

No abnormalities!

Xu Lindong breathed a sigh of relief, no longer hesitated, and twisted the doorknob.

The door opened with a 'click'.

The moment the door was pushed open, the rusty hinges made a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

He wrapped his right arm tightly around his little finger and stepped into the house.

Behind him, the fiercest headless ghost and the starving ghost guarded the door, while the ghost and Agan silently followed him inside.

"This is my home... Uncle Dong, welcome to my home, thank you for bringing me home..."

Little Finger was overjoyed after entering the house. She jumped off Xu Lindong's arm and ran around in circles, making soft "thump-thump" sounds under her feet.

But after running a few steps, she suddenly stopped, her steps becoming tiptoe, as if she were afraid of something.

Xu Lindong was taken aback: "What's wrong? What are you afraid of?"

She pointed her little finger downstairs, put it to her lips, and whispered, "Shh... I'm afraid of disturbing the downstairs neighbors. Before, when I ran around the house, they would always say I was noisy... so I stopped running around."

Xu Lindong was taken aback.

He had already sensed it.

The entire building was deserted.

He sighed softly and chuckled, "You're a good kid. But now that there's no one else here, you can run around as much as you want."

"Oh yeah... nobody's here."

Little Finger's mood suddenly plummeted. He pouted, lowered his hand, and his eyes reddened slightly: "There are no neighbors anymore, and no mom and dad anymore."

Her gaze fell on the several photo frames on the living room table. She jogged over, stood on tiptoe, and reached out to touch one of them.

But the small, tender hand went straight through it.

Xu Lindong walked over and took the photo frame off for her.

"Smack."

A seashell slipped off the back of the picture frame.

Xu Lindong reacted quickly and caught it, but his palm suddenly felt heavy.

This seashell is frighteningly heavy, weighing at least forty or fifty pounds.

"Um?"

His expression changed slightly; he could sense a fluctuation of extraordinary energy emanating from the seashell.

"These are Mom's seashells."

The little finger said happily, reaching out to take it.

This time, her palm didn't pierce through.

The seashell landed steadily in her little hand.

Moreover, it began to emit more obvious extraordinary energy fluctuations, its surface glowed faintly, and a sound seemed to emanate from inside the shell.

Xu Lindong immediately became alert, listened carefully, and his expression gradually became strange.

The sound emanating from the seashell was a gentle lullaby, like a mother humming to lull her child to sleep.

The little fingers listened to the music, their little faces filled with delight.

Although she looks like she's six or seven years old, she's as well-behaved as a baby right now, and her expression is heartbreaking.

"Were her parents... possibly superhumans?"

Xu Lindong was surprised.

He brushed the dust off the picture frame.

The photo shows a young couple in their early thirties.

The woman held her little finger in her arms, smiling brightly.

To his surprise, the little finger in the photo was almost exactly the same as it is now, only slightly more immature, as if it were only a year younger.

The man was handsome with a cheerful face, and looked like a kind person.

The woman had a gentle demeanor, with long, flowing hair. Underneath the strands of hair covering her forehead, one could vaguely see a glittering object stuck between her eyebrows.

The man appeared normal on his own, but when Xu Lindong looked at the woman, he felt a strange, inexplicable unease.

It was as if the woman's eyes in the photo were quietly watching him.

He felt a chill run down his spine, and his eyes suddenly flashed with golden light.

At this moment, her little finger still stubbornly reached out to gently stroke the photo frame, even as her palm passed right through it.

She murmured softly, "Daddy...Mommy..."

He felt a particular longing for his mother, especially in the photos.

Under her touch, the woman's gaze in the photograph gradually faded.

Xu Lindong already had a vague guess in his mind.

This woman is probably no ordinary person; she is likely an extraordinary individual who has left some kind of special power in the photograph.

The lights in the room suddenly turning on just now must have been caused by the power she left behind.

It's probably because it sensed the little finger returning home that this power was automatically triggered.

It seems that Little Finger's mother is at least a mid-sequence transcendent.

Even after so many years, the power she left behind can still take effect naturally, and even... can issue a warning to me?

Xu Lindong secretly speculated.

Perhaps it was because of her mother's special circumstances that her little fingers were so different.

This seashell was probably something her mother left for her child.

The force that protected the child just now may have been carried and transmitted through it.

A series of thoughts flashed through Xu Lindong's mind.

At this moment, he vaguely sensed that the spirit of his little finger seemed to have solidified a bit, and its extraordinary fluctuations had also become slightly stronger.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but changes are definitely happening.

He recalled the hint given when the Tower of Babel scanned his little finger: if he could fulfill its obsession of "going home," it might trigger unknown positive feedback.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Once the "luck" power of the little finger is enhanced, it will be of greater help to him in the future.

"I found my mother... I can feel her presence."

Holding the seashell in her little fingers, a pure smile spread across her face as she softly murmured to herself.

The disappointment and sadness I felt just now were quickly dispelled by the child's joy.

It comes quickly and goes quickly.

Just as Xu Lindong was about to ask Little Finger about her mother, his extraordinary spiritual sense suddenly tightened.

Someone has entered the cordoned-off area and is rapidly approaching this building.

The fluctuations of extraordinary energy were quite intense and made no attempt to conceal them, as if they were actively signaling their presence.

"A mid-sequence transcendent being...?"

Xu Lindong immediately made the judgment.

The other party clearly did not want to hide; otherwise, given his current range of door god perception, if the other party intended to hide, he would have to get within 300 meters to detect him.

In the entire city of Jiangcheng, the only people who could find this place at this time and in this way are government officials.

A powerhouse at Sequence Seven is extremely rare among ordinary people, and it's even less likely that they would enter this sealed-off area without a reason.

It seems the commotion on Tongyou Road has alerted those above.

"Little finger, we have to go."

Xu Lindong lowered his head and said, "Someone has discovered us. We can't stay here any longer."

The little finger immediately showed a reluctant expression.

She glanced at Xu Lindong, then lowered her head to stroke the seashell in her hand, and finally nodded obediently.

"Okay... anyway, I've found my mom." She raised her little face and forced a smile. "I can go with Uncle Dong."

She paused, then looked at the man in the opposite photo frame, a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"But... little fingers haven't found their dad yet."

Xu Lindong was also slightly surprised.

Judging from the man's complexion and demeanor in the photo, he should be just an ordinary person.

But now is not the time to delve into these matters. He comforted her softly, "I'll find another opportunity to bring you back to see me later."

"Thank you, Uncle Dong," Little Finger replied softly, bowing her head.

Xu Lindong waved.

A ghost that was possessing the paper doll floated over and gently picked up the little finger.

With a thought, he sent them all into the Tower of Babel.

Almost instantly, the lights in the room went out, plunging the room into complete darkness.

"As expected, the seashell carried her mother's power..."

Xu Lindong understood.

At the same moment, a tall female figure appeared silently on the ground outside the building.

Xu Lindong's gaze sharpened, and he raised his hand and waved lightly.

The headless ghost and the starving ghost guarding the door simultaneously burst through the wall and landed downstairs, blocking the woman's path on either side.

"Controlling the Night Wanderer... It seems the infamous 'King of Hell's Decree' has chosen the Night Wanderer's route for Sequence Nine..."

The woman looked up at the thirteenth floor, her tone calm but with a hint of inquiry, "No wonder you used to play the role of a corpse driver."

Her gaze swept over the abandoned building that had been sealed off for many years, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"Coming here in the middle of the night... What's so special about this thirteenth floor? Or was this once your home?"

Xu Lindong's voice came from upstairs, cold and clear:

"Who are you? Why are you looking for me here... Do you also want to help those people from the Federation against me?"

The tall woman was none other than Lu Xuelu, the advisor who had come from the spirit-monitoring station.

She chuckled and said, "You underestimate me. Not everyone is willing to be a traitor and betray their compatriots."

I actually admire people like you, operating outside the system, using your own methods to punish evil and promote good, help the weak, and get rid of those who deserve to die.

She paused, her tone revealing a complex admiration: "However, although I admire you, I cannot do what you do due to my status."

"So you came to see me just to say a few words of appreciation?"

Xu Lindong's voice was indifferent, and he did not soften his stance despite the other party's few kind words.

Lu Xue shook her head: "Of course not."

She looked up at him, her tone calm yet pressured: "I've come to talk about a collaboration. If possible, it would be best to confirm your identity."

After all, you've been operating outside the system for a long time, you're quite powerful, and you've attracted the attention of so many foreign forces. Ultimately, you're an unstable factor for this city.

Her gaze swept across the dark, sealed-off buildings around her, and she continued, "Especially tonight, breaking into the sealed-off area directly through Tongyou Road is a serious violation of regulations."

If I hadn't investigated your past conduct, I could have arrested you outright.

This action could easily be treated as a "test of the sinkhole seal."

Xu Lindong's tone remained calm: "Since you're going to arrest me, why say so much?"

You knew all along that I wasn't a bad person; all this beating around the bush was just to put pressure on me.

He said calmly, "Ultimately, it's about giving myself more leverage in the negotiations."

Lu Xue said, "I enjoy dealing with intelligent people like you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Lu Xue, and I am the security consultant at the Jiangcheng East District Prison Station."

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the desolate buildings in the night, her tone carrying a hint of certainty:

"You opened Tongyou Road at least twice in the East District of Jiangcheng... It seems you probably live in the East District."

Lu Xue, could it be...?

A certain guess flashed through Xu Lindong's mind.

He didn't reply, but calmly said, "No need to test the waters. Just tell me how you want to cooperate. If we can't reach an agreement, then it might be time to take action."

Lu Xue narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Your strength is probably not yet at the level to contend with a Sequence Seven."

Although I don't have much real combat experience, are you really confident you can escape from me?

Xu Lindong said calmly, "These two ghosts in front of you can buy me a second."

One second is enough for me to leave; you can't stop me.

Lu Xue shook her head and smiled: "It seems that not requesting support from the Department of Supernatural Affairs today was a miscalculation on my part. However, I still want to clear up the misunderstanding and discuss cooperation first."

She took a small half-step forward:

"Don't you really enjoy dealing with the evil superhumans from the Federation? Actually, there's room for cooperation between us."

"If it's about dealing with the Federation, then cooperation is indeed possible."

Xu Lindong said, "But I have family, two daughters, and a wife. For the safety of my family, I will not reveal my identity, and you will not be able to see me."

"That's impossible."

Lu Xue's tone turned cold. "My primary purpose in coming here is to verify your identity, at least to see your face."

Her gaze was fixed on the blurry silhouette upstairs, her words carrying an undeniable pressure:

"You should understand that you yourself are an unstable factor. I'm confirming your identity not to harm you, but to give this city an explanation."

"Otherwise, if one day you were to sneak into some sinkhole area through the Path to the Underworld, causing an impact and loosening the seal... who would bear the responsibility?"

Xu Lindong smiled faintly: "I'm not that stupid. I know the dangers of the sinkhole just as well, and I won't let this city fall into dire straits."

"Words are no proof. You're too mysterious; I need to confirm." Lu Xue frowned slightly.

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Xu Lindong sneered. "This cooperation is better left undiscussed."

Before he finished speaking, he stepped back, and suddenly a broken car seat appeared in the room.

"Trying to leave?!"

Lu Xue sensed something below the building, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly opened her mouth.

"town!"

The ability of the Marquis of Baili to enforce laws.

His shouts could be heard for miles!

hum!

A transparent sound wave, visible to the naked eye, exploded from her mouth, carrying a powerful and overwhelming force, sweeping out like a tsunami!

The starving ghost and headless ghost that were blocking her way and were about to pounce on her experienced a violent tremor in their souls, which instantly became thin and transparent, as if they would be shattered by the angry shout at any moment!

As Xu Lindong sat down at the thirteenth-floor window, a wave of sound rushed towards him.

hum!

His brain felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and everything went black before his eyes.

The ghostly robes that resembled Taoist robes on his body emitted a ghostly light in response, forcibly dissipating most of the impact, but he still felt his blood churning and his ears ringing incessantly.

"Walk!"

He suppressed his dizziness and his mind raced.

Forrest Gump was instantly taken into the Tower of Babel, and the dilapidated chair simultaneously emitted a dim light.

The path to the secluded place, open!

"Where do you think you're going!"

With a low shout, Lu Xue's blood and qi surged, and she suddenly took a step forward with her right foot.

With a loud 'crack,' the low-heeled shoes beneath her feet shattered and sank into the concrete ground.

Her right fist lashed out fiercely towards the thirteenth floor from a distance!

Hundred-Step Divine Fist!

Boom!

The air in front of the fist was compressed and collapsed wildly.

In an instant, it condensed into a violent crimson pillar of energy, tearing through the night and piercing straight to the thirteenth floor!

Wherever the column of air passed, window frames twisted and bricks crumbled, carrying a devastating force that seemed poised to engulf Xu Lindong along with his chair...