I train Batman in a horror world

Bruce used his financial power to protect the people born in the town on the day of the Sun.

On the other side, they frantically searched for the location of Shi Shaojian's body.

Since the other party could potentially be transformed into a corpse demon, I must do so before that happens.

To strangle it with my own hands!

Logically speaking, with his current abilities, he should not be able to find the exact location of Shi Shaojian's body.

Although Bruce is exceptionally intelligent, he not only learns things quickly but also has the ability to apply what he has learned to other situations.

But what you don't understand, you just don't understand.

It's not something that can be done simply by being smart.

therefore.

He turned to his lucky charm for help!

That's why I say Follow is my good fortune; I asked him for help and he responded very quickly!

With a flap of its wings, Fu Bao revealed the location of Shi Shaojian's body.

Bruce set off immediately without the slightest hesitation.

Wearing a pomelo leaf between the eyebrows is to ensure that one can see things that ordinary people cannot.

This is not.

I pushed the door open.

He then saw a howling demon.

"It's you!!!"

Shi Shaojian never expected that Bruce would be the one to push open the door.

It felt like everything was under the other party's control, and if anything went wrong, he would appear to stop it!

"It turns out that some people are really more vicious than I imagined."

Bruce ignored Shi Shaojian's wails and instead spoke to Fuer on his shoulder about his thoughts.

It's worth mentioning that this timid bat wasn't afraid at all at this moment!

Instead, she stood on his shoulders with great joy, as if she had come out specifically to watch a good show.

"Hey, you've finally met him today!"

Fowle thought this was, in a sense, a way of giving the kid a heads-up.

Otherwise, you might encounter some laughing, green-haired lunatic someday.

Bruce will definitely need time to adjust.

I simply accelerated my adaptation process.

and so.

"Go, you Batman of Morpheus, quickly subdue this demon!"

"..."

Shi Shaojian noticed that this foreign brat didn't take him seriously at all, and even had the mood to focus his gaze on the magic array that maintained his soul, as if he was curious about how it worked!

He expressed his extreme anger!

So it transformed into a vengeful ghost and pounced on the other party!

Because he was a soul remaining in the human world, his consciousness was not very clear.

So he forgot one fact.

That's the eight-year-old child across the street.

In a sense, actually.

He truly deserves the title of Taoist priest.

"Sizzle!"

Bruce simply raised his palm, and a cluster of blue and white lightning immediately appeared in his palm, leaping wildly.

With a bang.

Shi Shaojian's soul shattered into pieces like scattered sand!

Then they came together again at some point later.

At the same time.

His soul became increasingly transparent, as if it would dissipate with a gust of wind.

"How could you possibly know lightning magic? How could you possibly!?"

Shi Shaojian let out a heart-wrenching howl, which made Bruce's ears feel uncomfortable.

"How old are you? What makes you think you can master lightning magic?!"

"Why?!"

Bruce ultimately showed mercy; he did not perform the same "exorcism" on the spot as Shi Jian had done when he exorcised the ghost.

He looked at the other person and said, "You really want to become a corpse demon?"

Shi Shaojian noticed that Bruce's gaze was fixed on the flags placed around the magic circle, and saw him start walking towards them, seemingly intending to destroy the magic circle.

He was startled and shouted, "Stop right there! If my father finds out, you'll be in big trouble!"

Bruce did indeed stop.

Seeing this, Shi Shaojian wanted to say something, but Bruce interrupted him.

"You seem to have misunderstood a fact," Bruce said.

"What?" Shi Shaojian noticed that Bruce had started taking steps again.

"I'm not here to discuss any results with you."

Bruce walked to the magic circle where several flags were placed, and then looked coldly at Shi Shaojian.

"I came here specifically to collect your money."

With that, Bruce kicked over the flag that was maintaining the magic circle.

"!!!"

Shi Shaojian flew out of the house in an instant. Even if it meant his soul would be scattered, he didn't want to be defeated by this foreign brat again!

As long as I get back to my father, there's still hope!

Just get to that figure!

if only--

"Ding!"

Sometime later, Bruce was holding a large, copper-green bell and gently shaking it.

The ringtone wasn't loud at all, but it exploded like a great bell in Shi Shaojian's ears!

"I told you, I'm here to collect your money!"

"No--"

Shi Shaojian's soul transformed into an extremely long afterimage, constantly swirling towards Bruce.

The more he struggled, the longer his afterimage became.

The scene at this moment is like a spring stretched to its limit.

Then at some point.

Huh.

Bruce personally took away Shi Shaojian's soul in an instant!

The soul was completely taken away and placed into the copper-green magic bell.

Bruce pressed his fingers against his chest, the movement perfectly precise and fluid, somewhat similar to Uncle Nine's spellcasting, yet revealing his own style.

"I thought you'd be soft-hearted!" Fulehe said.

"He's a ghost, not a human," Bruce replied simply.

If Shi Shaojian were a human.

Bruce felt that apart from his revolver and his own martial arts skills, he couldn't think of any good way to deal with the situation.

But Shi Shaojian is no longer the same.

He became a lonely ghost.

Since it's a ghost.

It's still a demon.

Then there's no need to show any consideration for feelings.

"So what are you planning to do next? Run away? Or stay here and wait for Shi Jian to come back, to settle the score with him and decide his fate?" Fu Er asked curiously.

"..."

Bruce did not respond to Foul's question immediately, but instead took out the clay statue that Uncle Nine had given him.

He placed the statue on a platform inside the house, turning it into a simple altar.

After lighting three incense sticks, Bruce bowed respectfully.

"I want the ancestral master to witness everything that happened today," he said.

"So you're going to stay and deal with Shi Jian?" Fu Er asked.

"To be precise."

Bruce pulled out a large pile of yellow paper talismans, intending to draw talismans on the spot.

"We should question him."

Such classic Batman style.

Foul sighed, then saw Bruce calmly begin drawing symbols.

He leaned closer to look and discovered that the talisman Bruce had written contained the very same Thunder Storage Talisman that had been considered long ago.

And the objects commanded by talismans...

"Write my name if you want!" Holmes said magnanimously, stroking his fur with his little paws.

"You've already helped me enough," Bruce shook his head.

Bruce wrote the bat edict on the yellow talisman he had taken out.

As the little Taoist priest with the bat drew stroke by stroke.

At a certain moment, each piece of talisman paper transformed into a truly effective talisman.

Bruce affixed the talismans to various parts of his clothes, while also hiding any extra talismans in secret corners of the house.

After placing all the talismans.

Bruce let out a long breath, but he wasn't feeling very energetic.

Next.

All he had to do was wait for Shi Jian to return.