What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"He did indeed draw out the Gu worm from Zhou Yuanshan's heart just now..."

But... but the moment the Gu worm landed, Master Lan suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his entire body instantly turned into a pool of mangled flesh!

My fingers tightened slightly around the phone: "Dead?"

"Dead! Utterly dead!"

From Jin Wanliang's side came the sound of a heavy object hitting the door panel.

"But that's not the most terrifying thing... The Zhou family... Everyone in the Zhou family has gone mad!"

Whether it was the bodyguards, the nanny, or Zhou Yuanshan's wife and children, they all seemed like completely different people just now. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they were holding kitchen knives and sticks, all wanting to kill me!

I'm hiding in the Zhou family's basement now... They're banging on the door!

Brother Chen, come quick! Save me!

"Old Jin, stay hidden, I'm on my way!"

I hung up the phone and ripped off my white coat.

After confirming that I had the scalpel and bone needles on me, I didn't have time to pack anything else. I rushed out of the funeral home and jumped into the car.

The roar of the engine echoed in the empty parking lot. I jerked the steering wheel, and the wheels left a charred mark on the ground.

At that moment, I couldn't care less about traffic rules; all I could think about was Jin Wanliang's almost desperate cry for help.

Although this old fox is a bit too business-minded, he's not exactly timid. For him to be so frightened, the trouble that happened to the Zhou family must be serious.

Twenty minutes later, the car screeched to a halt in front of the Zhou family villa.

The lawn, which had been meticulously trimmed, now appeared somewhat eerie under the dim streetlights.

The villa's gate was wide open, and the inside was pitch black.

I pushed open the car door and got out, casually pulling out my scalpel.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I felt several malicious gazes fixed on my back.

"Come out."

I spoke calmly, my voice not loud, but it carried far in the deathly silent courtyard.

Three dark figures darted out from behind the artificial hill and flower bushes.

They are bodyguards for the Zhou family; I've met them before.

But at this moment, their once-perfect suits were torn to shreds.

The exposed skin appeared bluish-purple, and the blood vessels looked like twisted black earthworms, throbbing wildly under the skin.

Their eyes had lost all the clarity of normal people; only a chaotic, blood-red glaze remained.

"Kill...kill..."

The lead bodyguard let out a low growl, and with a bloodstained baton in his hand, he slammed it down on my head.

I didn't dodge, but instead turned to the side, raised my hand, and the back of the scalpel struck the other person's wrist precisely.

"Click."

The sound of bone cracking is very crisp.

But I noticed that the bodyguard didn't even flinch; his other hand, shaped like a claw, continued to reach for my chest.

"I feel no pain, but I'm still alive." I felt reassured.

With a flick of my wrist, the scalpel struck him first, its hilt hitting his spine directly in the neck.

As the murderous aura was released, the bodyguard's body immediately went limp.

Immediately afterward, I moved with lightning speed, repeating the same move before the other two bodyguards could react.

The whole process took less than thirty seconds, and the three bodyguards were lying sprawled out in disarray.

I crouched down and lifted one of their eyelids.

Within those blood-red pupils, tiny black larvae could be vaguely seen swimming.

"They really have been poisoned by a curse."

I stood up, ignored them, and headed straight for the entrance to the underground parking garage at the back of the villa.

The closer you get to the basement, the stronger the nauseating, fishy stench becomes.

There were about a dozen people gathered in front of the large iron gate of the underground parking garage.

There were Zhou family cooks and gardeners, as well as several well-dressed people who were clearly members of the Zhou family.

They were frantically pounding on the iron gate, their fingernails scratching at the door panel with a piercing scream, each person's movements appearing extremely stiff and frantic.

"Damn, it's a zombie apocalypse."

I made a comment, and a slight thought crossed my mind.

After a brief heat sensation between his brows, the black bone needle flew out instantly, transforming into a streak of black light that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

The black light darted through the crowd.

I did not take their lives, but instead precisely pierced the acupoints on the back of their necks.

The malevolent energy entered the acupoint, instantly disrupting their nerve conduction.

The group of people fell down one after another like wheat being harvested, piling up like a human pyramid at the entrance to the basement.

I put away the bone needle, walked to the iron gate, and tapped it three times with my finger.

"Old Jin, it's me, Chen Yang."

There was silence behind the door, followed by the sound of a heavy object being moved.

The iron gate was pushed open a crack, revealing Jin Wanliang's pale, fat face.

At that moment, he was gripping a large pair of lawn shears tightly in his hand.

Upon seeing it was me, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Brother Chen...you've finally arrived...if you had been five minutes later, all this fat of mine would have been gone."

Jin Wanliang wiped the cold sweat from his face, his voice trembling slightly.

I reached out and pulled him up: "Where's Zhou Yuanshan?"

"On...above".

Jin Wanliang pointed to the top of his head.

"The scene when they were removing the curse was terrifying."

As soon as Master Lan lured out the Gu, the insect exploded with a "poof," turning into a wisp of black smoke.

Master Lan died on the spot, and then the Zhou family all went crazy.

I ran down in the chaos, and Zhou Yuanshan... Zhou Yuanshan seemed to still be lying in bed, but as I ran, I saw him sit up.

I frowned. "You sat up? He didn't join the attack on you?"

"Who knows!"

Jin Wanliang grabbed my arm and wouldn't let go.

"Come on, Brother Chen, you have to come up with me to take a look."

I paid a hefty price to hire this Master Lan. If Zhou Yuanshan really dies and no one pays me the final payment, I'll lose everything on this business.

I glanced at him and thought to myself, "This old bastard is still thinking about money even at a time like this."

Besides, given how things have turned out, do you really think the Zhou family will still pay?

Forget about it for now, let this fat guy deal with the rest himself.

"Let's go up and check it out."

We went back to the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa, one after the other.

Pushing open the door, a strong smell of blood hit me.

On the carpet in the center of the bedroom lay a twisted corpse.

He was wearing Miao ethnic clothing, so he must be Master Lan, whom Jin Wanliang had invited.

When I went over to take a look, I found that his death was extremely bizarre.

His entire body was covered with holes the size of chopstick eyes, and because they were so dense, some parts had fallen off in chunks.

Just as Jin Wanliang said, it indeed became "a puddle".

I walked over and gently pried open his clothes with a lancet.

There was a charred hole in his chest, surrounded by an extremely sinister aura.