Chapter 67: The serial killer gang was brutally murdered (2) Si Ling...

Dafu Museum, Hall 33.

When Si Ling floated out of the warehouse, Hyun Chi was still standing in front of the glass display case, motionless, as if in a trance. Si Ling wanted to call out to him, but as the words reached her lips, she sensed a hint of loneliness in his back, and her voice choked.

She quietly walked over to him, looked at the exhibits in the glass case, and then looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Xuan Chi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head: "Nothing."

After saying that, he turned around and left first. Si Ling could naturally see that he had something on his mind that he hadn't said out loud.

She didn't want to expose his past scars, but after thinking it over, she followed him and said, "If you have any ideas, you'd better tell me. Maybe it's an important clue? We need to find out what happened back then to know if you can still return to heaven, right?"

Xuan Chi paused and looked up at her, his dim eyes trembling slightly: "I..."

He was filled with a sense of confusion and helplessness, a helplessness that was completely inconsistent with his powerful fighting ability. Si Ling didn't know how to deal with this emotion, so he just looked at him quietly.

He turned back to look at the glass display case and said in a low voice, "I think... it looks familiar."

Si Ling stared at the dragon-patterned axe and was about to say something when Xuan Chi said, "But I still can't remember."

His voice trembled, and pain filled every tremor.

She held her breath and looked at him. He seemed calm as he stared at the dragon-patterned axe, but his thin lips moved constantly. "It's not like you who has no memory at all, nor like other ghosts who are just confused. I..." Even his pauses were filled with fear. He fell silent for a moment before continuing, "I seem to remember a lot of key things, but I can't grasp anything."

Si Ling listened to his words, and a trace of uneasiness flashed through her heart. Then she saw him turn to her, with a hint of red in the corners of his eyes: "I used to think that this was an opportunity left to me by the Emperor of Heaven, but if I had betrayed the Emperor of Heaven..."

He lowered his eyes: "This may be a curse."

"Curse?" Si Ling frowned. "I don't quite understand. What does it mean?"

Xuan Chi didn't want to hide it from her. He wanted to explain it to her, but his heart was avoiding this terrible suspicion. He pondered for a long time, and finally chose a more rational answer: "It's just random thoughts. Maybe I should first figure out why I feel this thing is familiar."

After he finished speaking, he looked at her again. The uneasiness and fear he felt disappeared in an instant. He looked at her steadily, his expression solemn: "Promise me one thing."

Si Ling: "What?"

Xuan Chi said: "If I hadn't figured out what happened before you became an immortal..."

Si Ling nodded: "Then I will find a way to help you return in the heaven."

"No." Xuan Chi laughed and shook his head, "Just pretend you don't know me. Don't mention my existence to anyone, especially those in Heaven."

"Ah?" Si Ling was confused.

Xuan Chi lowered his eyes quietly: "Although I don't know exactly what happened, since I may have betrayed the Emperor of Heaven, my crime is unforgivable."

He paused, "I can't burden you."

Si Ling was even more confused. She realized that she and Xuan Chi had a fundamental disagreement on this matter - Xuan Chi really believed that if he had betrayed the Emperor of Heaven, he would be unforgivable, while she first doubted the authenticity of his betrayal of the Emperor of Heaven, and secondly, as she had said before, even if he really betrayed the Emperor of Heaven, she did not think it was necessarily his fault.

In short, he was so loyal that he would rather question himself than question the Emperor of Heaven, and she completely did not understand this kind of loyalty.

Si Ling gave up arguing with him about the issue of blind loyalty, stared at him in thought for a while, and guessed a little about the "curse" he was talking about.

"...Do you think the Emperor's punishment isn't over yet?" She held her breath silently. "Do you think that after you were released...the hazy memories, the fragmented cognition, and even the obsession with returning to Heaven, are the true punishment?"

Xuan Chi didn't say yes or no, he just said, "The Emperor of Heaven can do it."

The Emperor of Heaven can do it.

A ghost like him is almost immortal, so he can be trapped in eternal pain.

Si Ling took a deep breath, her face as calm as ever, but her subconscious pacing betrayed her uneasiness. "For example, the karma spell?"

She didn't know how powerful the Emperor of Heaven's magic was, but since Xuan Chi was willing to sacrifice his cultivation to cast the cause and effect curse, the Emperor of Heaven could naturally cast a bigger spell.

...If that is really the case, then Lucifer discovering him and she releasing him are all destined. All of them are being calculated by the curse of karma, and together they form a cage to imprison Xuan Chi.

She shook her head repeatedly, trying to deny this speculation: "It's unlikely. The karma curse consumes cultivation. How much cultivation must be consumed in the planning of more than 20,000 years? Just to punish the guilty ministers, this is too much..." Before she finished speaking, she realized that the Emperor of Heaven did not have to consume his cultivation himself.

Her voice choked, and Xuan Chi knew she had figured it out, so he stopped explaining and repeated his request: "Promise me, if you become an immortal..."

"Xuan Chi." Si Ling paused, turned to look at him, walked quickly to him, and grabbed his arms with both hands at the same time.

Hyun Chi was stunned by her sudden action. She stared at him intently: "You are definitely not unforgivable."

Xuan Chi looked confused.

"Look at me and listen to me." Si Ling's tone added a bit of strength, which made him come back to his senses. His scattered eyes then gathered and happened to meet her gaze.

She looked him in the eye firmly. "I don't know what the Heavenly Emperor is like, nor do I know what you are like as someone who serves the Heavenly Emperor. I have no idea what conflicts have ever occurred between you and the Heavenly Emperor—"

"But I know you now."

Xuan Chi opened his mouth: "I..."

Si Ling didn't give him a chance to speak: "After you were released, besides wanting to find the Emperor of Heaven to find out what happened, the only thing you wanted to do was to repay my kindness. I don't believe such a person can be a bad person. You don't have to explain that you have lost your memory. I believe that human nature is hard to change. If you really betrayed the Emperor of Heaven-" She straightened her face, and her already serious expression became more solemn. "I said before that out of personal friendship, I would rather think that it must be the Emperor of Heaven's fault. Now I want to tell you that this is not just out of personal friendship, but because I really don't think you are that kind of person. You are upright, gentle and loyal. If you betrayed the Emperor of Heaven, there must be a good reason. Don't blame all the mistakes on yourself!"

Xuan Chi was stunned.

Her tone was actually gentle, but it spoke volumes to him. His complex emotions were instantly calmed by her voice. Although he still subconsciously wanted to argue for the Emperor of Heaven, he restrained himself this time. He stared at her, unblinking, "Thank you."

"Don't embarrass yourself anymore." Si Ling pursed his lips. "If the Emperor of Heaven is really a tyrant who cast the karma curse to torture you, your inability to defeat him is the best counterattack. That old Deng--"

She raised her middle finger, a wicked smile on her lips: "Screw him!"

“…” Xuan Chi opened his mouth, not knowing how to react.

Si Ling looked at him and thought: He is experiencing his fate, and he is also her fate.

After thirty thousand years, it was easy for her to understand a person's thoughts and emotions. Yesterday, he realized that he might have betrayed the Emperor of Heaven, and the first thing he did was to ask her if she would think he was a bad person because of this.

He himself might think that this question was natural, but she was keenly aware that he trusted her.

And she... she felt a little sorry for him, but at the same time, she was more excited about his existence. Although the definition of "peer" was a bit abstract when applied to him because he didn't remember anything, he was at least her equal.

In other words, they are dependent on each other.

This is a very strange feeling for a thousand-year-old ghost like Si Ling, but it is not a bad thing. No matter whether it is a human, a ghost or an immortal, it is always good to have a companion who can talk to you.

She would not give up this rare companion easily, even if the Emperor of Heaven wanted to.

The Karma Spell is a very interesting spell.

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Two hours later, the group left the museum and returned to the target's home.

The target hadn't returned home yet, so a few people were idling around in the living room. Bai Ma, Li Qi, and Zhu Mengwei were all participating in a mission for the first time, so they planned to do less and learn more. They were more curious about the upcoming mission than anxious.

Ah Zhui was different. She had always been at the bottom of the KPI list, but after Si Ling came to the Ghost Academy, she tasted the sweetness of being a top student. Before setting off this time, she volunteered to ask Si Ling to try to design the method of this mission, and Si Ling readily agreed.

Seeing that Si Ling was fine, Ah Zhu took out a notebook from his backpack and went over to ask Si Ling: "This is the mission plan I made. Do you think it's feasible?"

"..." Si Ling glanced at Bai Ma with amusement and said to A Zhui, "You look more like a college student than she does."

Ah Zhui laughed dryly. Si Ling glanced over the plan and asked, "Raise a little ghost?"

"Right!" Ah Zhui explained thoughtfully, "This is a classic Chinese horror element, and there are films and TV shows on this theme from China to the Kingdom of Sakura, Kimchi, and Siam, so this element is also well-known overseas, and Mike should be able to get it. I've also considered the issue of the high threshold of perverted horror you mentioned. The backlash of raising a little ghost is chaotic neutral, with a kind of crazy temperament of "I don't care who you are, I want you dead", which affects both good and evil. If Mike realizes this, he will probably be scared."

Si Ling flipped the page in his notebook and read the horror scene designed by Azhu. He nodded and said, "Well designed... but it seems you need to make Mike think that he has been raising a ghost?"

This is a common method for ghosts and monsters, which can be achieved through the spell of confusing the mind. However, the more complicated the things that the other party believes, the stronger the spell required. Si Ling is worried that A Zhui's cultivation is not enough.

Ah Zhui smiled and took out a bottle of spray from his backpack and showed it to her: "I picked it from Professor Mammon."

Si Ling took a look at the name: [Believe in the Mist].

...The names of Mammon's items are very intuitive, and the style of painting looks similar to Doraemon.

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At 6:30 in the morning, maintenance worker Mike walked into the apartment, changed into slippers at the shoe cabinet beside the door, and then walked towards the bedroom yawning.

The fatigue brought by the reversal of day and night made his reaction slow, and when he passed by the shrine on the wall of the living room that should not have been there, he completely ignored its existence.

Ten minutes later, the sound of water could be heard in the master bathroom. Hot water from the showerhead fell to the floor, and mist began to spread throughout the bathroom, first quickly filling the glass shower enclosure, then gradually filling the entire bathroom.