In the world of Zongman, the ruthless monks just want to play badly

After the bloody handprint disappeared, she was like a traveler shivering in the bitter winter, finally welcoming the warm spring sunshine.

While feeling relaxed physically and mentally, the whole person also feels a lot more relaxed.

"Woo..."

Yumiko's pretty brows relaxed slightly. She looked at her ankles, which had regained their whiteness. She twisted them a few times and said with some surprise, "They really disappeared?!"

I no longer felt the heaviness I had before, as if I couldn't lift my feet. I felt much more energetic, as if I had just recovered from a serious illness.

"How much is the fee, please? I'll gather the payment as quickly as possible."

The girl secretly calculated in her heart that her family was well-off, and the pocket money she had saved since she was a child was not a small amount, so she could still come up with several million.

I just don't know if it's enough...

"We can put the issue of compensation aside for now."

Bai Li shook his head and added, "Although the curse of the bloody handprint has been broken, the source of the curse still exists."

"what do you mean……"

Yumiko came back to her senses, and her pretty face, which had regained its color, turned slightly pale again.

"As long as the evil spirit that's targeting you is still there, bloody handprints like this will appear again sooner or later."

Bai Li said calmly, "My act of erasing the mark may have angered the evil spirit."

"so……"

The girl swallowed, panic flashing across her emerald eyes. "Is my current situation actually more dangerous?"

"It's not even more dangerous."

Bai Li looked up at the sky outside the window. The sun was about to set.

There is a saying in Neon that "the hour of demons" is the time when ghosts and gods are most likely to appear. In simple terms, Onmyoji believe that dusk is the time when ghosts and gods are most likely to appear. This is the time of the day when the yin energy is the heaviest, and it is easy to see things that you shouldn't see.

"Anyway, take me to your house first."

……

Half an hour later.

"This is my home."

In front of a high-end apartment, Yumiko Miura stopped and entered the password to open the door.

The apartment is a very common 2LDK Japanese-style apartment, but the decoration is very exquisite. After opening the door, the kitchen and dining room are on the left, and the living room is slightly in front. Because the lights are not on and the curtains are tightly drawn, the room is a little dim.

"Because I live alone, I don't have any slippers suitable for men at home."

Yumiko apologized, "So Baili-san, please go in directly. You don't need to change your shoes."

Bai Li didn't care about such a trivial matter. He just nodded casually, his eyes cast around every corner of the room.

Yumiko Miura followed him like a young wife, and suddenly frowned and looked towards the window sill not far away.

"I remember I didn't draw the curtains before I left this morning..."

She got stuck as she was speaking. Suddenly, a cold wind blew into the room, and it was freezing cold.

Although it was spring, the temperature in the house was close to zero. Yumiko, who was only wearing a short skirt and over-the-knee socks, soon began to shiver with cold.

"It's so cold..."

Even the most obtuse person would have noticed something was wrong by now.

Yumiko clutched her arms with both hands, rubbing them to generate heat, her voice trembling slightly:

"Bai Li-san... is it coming?"

Bai Li did not answer, but just shifted his gaze slightly to the seat next to the sofa not far away.

There was a vague black shadow lying there, and the fuzzy outline vaguely showed that it was on all fours, reminiscent of a spider or something like that.

At the same time, a slight clicking sound suddenly came from behind.

Yumiko subconsciously turned around, only to find that the door that had been open just now was closed.

The dim room, the biting cold wind, the door that I closed myself...

It’s full, the elements are really full.

Yumiko tried to open the door again, but the door handle seemed to be welded shut and couldn't be turned at all.

She took out her cell phone again and found that there was no signal.

I called the police, but all I heard was a busy tone.

Although there is a bustling city with heavy traffic downstairs, this small apartment building seems to be surrounded by a mysterious force, separated from the noisy real world and turned into a desperate place with no one to seek help.

"Mr. Baili..."

Yumiko's voice was clearly filled with tears.

After all, she is just an ordinary girl living in an ivory tower. At best, she is just pretending to be popular. Her biggest worry in daily life is that the person she likes doesn't like her.

Now that I have suddenly encountered this bizarre situation like in a horror movie, I finally understand what it feels like to be "so scared that my legs go weak."

but……

I thought that it was because of my request that I brought Baili into such a dangerous place.

Yumiko gritted her teeth, took out a fruit knife for self-defense from the shoe cabinet at the entrance, and protected the weak and helpless handsome boy in the class behind her.

"Bai Li, I... I will try my best to stop it..."

The figure of the evil spirit gradually became clear.

Its thick, long black hair was like sticky ink, covering most of its body. Its eight arms and legs were as skinny as bamboo joints, crawling on the ground, reminiscent of a disgusting arthropod.

Yumiko's breathing became more rapid, but she still took a deep breath, like a knight fighting for the princess's life. Her pretty face, facing away from him, was full of determination. "So, please make sure to find the right opportunity and run quickly!"

Baili: “…”

Although I appreciate your good intentions, but Miura-san, don't you think of him as a little too weak?

Come to think of it, Ms. Toyokawa is the same.

Was he born with a face that needs protection?

Chapter 14: Too much hair and weak fire

Although she did not need protection, Yumiko's actions were indeed courageous.

After all, not everyone is willing to choose to stay behind when facing a life-and-death crisis.

More people still hold the idea that "I would rather die than let my friend die", and they stay out of it.

This evil spirit is indeed quite powerful, as it can actively interfere with reality and allow ordinary people without the ability to see it.

But that's it.

Although the evil spirit in front of him looked terrifying, it was just an ordinary evil ghost.

For ordinary people, it is naturally a disaster, and there is no way to escape. But for most sects of cultivation, it is just an experience package for new disciples to practice.

The evil spirits clearly have some intelligence, but it's not high.

Now that the curse has been removed, it is extremely angry and wants to just go on a killing spree without caring about anything else.

But its instinct as a predator tells it that strangers next to its prey are a great threat.

He clearly looks like he's full of flaws, but I always feel like he'll be killed the moment he strikes...

The intertwined feelings of fear and anger made the evil spirit very conflicted.

I want to leave, but I'm unwilling to do so.

I fight, but I'm afraid something might happen.

Can't go up or down, stuck here.

"Why is it standing still?"

Yumiko Miura was still very scared, but the only reason she didn't collapse to the ground was because of her faith.

But after waiting for a long time, the long-haired evil spirit did not pounce on him. It seemed like it had frozen, lying there for a long time without any movement.

Bai Li didn't answer, but just took a step forward.

The long-haired evil spirit finally reacted and took a step back, still keeping a distance of about five meters from Baili.

Miura Yuko: "..."

Are you serious about taking a step back?

The white carp continued to move forward, and the evil spirit continued to retreat.

Like two parallel lines that can never intersect, maintaining a constant distance.

But the room was only so big after all, and soon the evil spirit was in a situation where it had no way to retreat.

This made it even more anxious and restless, and it let out a warning scream that was so harsh that even spider-web-like cracks appeared on the glass.

This kind of sonic attack is still too unbearable for ordinary people.

Yumiko Miura couldn't help but cover her ears tightly, but it didn't work very well. She still felt a tingling sensation in her brain as if it was being pricked by needles.

Bai Li originally wanted to observe whether there was anything unique about this strongest evil spirit that he had ever encountered in this world.

But after scanning it back and forth with my divine sense, I could only say that it was ordinary and had no characteristics.

Then there is no need for it to continue to exist.

"burn!"

Just one simple syllable.

Suddenly, several fireballs as big as basketballs appeared in the air in front of him, like the scorching sun, with oppressive heat.

Bai Li pointed casually, and the fireballs merged together as if they had life. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a slender dragon, opened their mouths wide, and pounced on the long-haired evil spirit in front of them impatiently.

A big body makes it weak in gates, a lot of hair makes it weak in fire... Maybe I've played too many games recently, and when I saw the long-haired evil spirit's long hair as black as ink, I subconsciously chose fire spells.

In fact, it can't be considered a spell. It's just a simple way of manipulating spiritual power to merge it into the shape of a dragon.