Chapter 28 We're already dead.
Fu Qinghuai spoke indifferently, his five fingers clenched together.
A wisp of pure black remnant soul was forcibly extracted and joyfully entered his body.
"No--!!!"
A sharp shriek rang out from inside the Buddha's body, and the next second, the Smiling Buddha shattered and turned into dust.
As the evil Buddha was destroyed, a look of near-relief appeared on the two faces of the fused monster.
The entire haunted house began to shake violently, and the surrounding scenery collapsed instantly as if an earthquake had struck.
The final layer of illusion began to completely crumble.
Just then, Master Liu, who had been trapped on the other side of the illusion, finally seized the opportunity of the destruction of the source of evil power, shouted loudly, and used all his strength to unleash the last few evil-breaking talismans.
"Evil spirits have vanished, the world is clear and bright, break!"
A flash of golden light, like a sharp blade, swiftly accelerated the disintegration of the illusion.
Master Liu was panting heavily. Before he could even feel relieved, he looked up and saw Xie Xun being half-embraced by Fu Qinghuai, who had a dangerous aura.
The two were in an intimate pose, and the surrounding area still retained a powerful ghostly aura of resentment.
He was taken aback at first, but then he saw Xie Xun covered in blood and looking extremely weak. He realized that it was thanks to his evil-repelling talisman that Xie Xun had been saved.
Otherwise, this kid would probably be attacked by a mob of wronged spirits!
"Thank you, young friend! I have finally fulfilled my mission and broken this evil formation!"
Master Liu straightened his back, with a hint of pride from surviving a close call, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?!"
That powerful voice suddenly cut in.
Xie Xun slightly broke free from Fu Qinghuai's embrace, a movement that aggravated his numerous wounds, making his face even paler.
Master Liu was startled to see that although he was covered in blood and could barely stand, his eyes were clear.
This young man survived the perilous situation alone in the illusion.
His gaze inadvertently swept over the long-haired man in black robes beside Xie Xun. The modern clothes he had worn at first glance had somehow transformed into a black robe, and he was surrounded by an unfathomable, chilling aura.
Master Liu was immediately startled.
He suddenly remembered that his sect's scriptures recorded that some Taoist traditions worshipped or commanded powerful ghosts and gods as protectors...
Could this be...?
Yes! That must be it! No wonder young friend Xie dared to venture into dangerous territory at such a young age; he had such a trump card!
Upon realizing this, Master Liu's evaluation of Xie Xun instantly rose to an unprecedented level. To be able to control such a powerful ghost on his own, this young friend Xie's background was probably even more profound than he had imagined.
The slight displeasure caused by Xie Xun's cold attitude had long since vanished.
Despite his young age, his foundation in Taoist arts is so solid, and he has powerful protectors by his side. Could he be the successor of some reclusive Taoist sect?
These are the kinds of people we must befriend!
Unaware of the turmoil within him, Xie Xun looked at Master Liu, a rare smile appearing in his narrow, fox-like eyes, while his mind raced.
Fu Qinghuai's identity is difficult to explain, and he doesn't want to reveal too much about himself.
A thousand-year-old evil spirit that had been sealed away by the Xie family for hundreds of years not only reappeared in the human world, but also had an inexplicable symbiotic contract with him.
If this news gets out, the trouble it will cause will be endless. Since someone is willing to take the credit, let him have it.
With a quick change of heart, he made his decision.
Thank you.
Xie Xun's voice was hoarse, but less distant than before. He deliberately went along with the other party's words and said, "If the master hadn't broken the formation in time, it would have been much more troublesome."
Fu Qinghuai chuckled softly behind him and tightened his grip on his waist.
What a little fox!
Master Liu, however, was completely unaware that he had been tricked. He immediately stepped forward enthusiastically and gave Fu Qinghuai a respectful and polite smile.
"Of course! Young friend Xie, you have such cultivation at such a young age, it is truly admirable!"
As he spoke, he took out a business card from his pocket and solemnly handed it to Xie Xun. "I am Liu Xiuyuan. I am honored by the kindness of my friends in the underworld, who call me Liu the Half-Immortal of Nine Dragons."
Xie Xun accepted the business card and politely replied, "I am Xie Xun, and I currently run a paper craft shop."
"A paper craft shop?"
Liu Xiuyuan was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized what was going on.
This is a true master!
Those who hold rituals and have impressive names are mostly charlatans.
True masters and hermits with genuine lineages often hide in the streets and alleys, using businesses closely related to the realms of the living and the dead, such as funeral clothing shops and paper offering shops, as cover.
No wonder young friend Xie knows so much about these evil things; his low-key identity is clearly the best disguise!
After a few exchanges, his gaze toward Xie Xun became filled with even more admiration.
"Wonderful! A true hermit lives in the city; young friend, you are indeed extraordinary!"
Liu Xiuyuan's tone became even more enthusiastic, and he continued with great enthusiasm: "If you encounter any troublesome matters in Hong Kong Island in the future, or need any special talismans or magical artifacts, feel free to come to me! I may not be able to say anything else, but in Kowloon, my name, Liu the Half-Immortal, still has some use!"
Just as Xie Xun was about to say something, a rustling sound came from the shadows in the corner of the living room.
Qiangzi, Xiao Chen, and Ye Zi struggled to crawl out from the gap between the sofa and the wall. They all looked disheveled and covered in dust.
Their eyes lit up the moment they saw Xie Xun, and they practically scrambled over to him.
"Thank you, Master Xie! Thank you, Master Xie!"
Qiangzi rushed to the front, his face beaming with the joy of surviving a disaster, his voice slightly trembling with excitement, "Is it over? That monster... that monster is gone! You've finally taken down this ghost cave! Thank you, thank you so much!"
He expressed his gratitude incoherently, as if trying to vent all his fears in that moment.
Xiao Chen's honest face was also full of excitement. He scratched his head and smiled at Ye Zi, who was still in shock but also had a happy expression, saying, "That's great, Ye Zi! After we get this bonus, haven't we been planning to go on a trip for a long time? I heard that the scenery in southern Yunnan is beautiful, and it's like spring all year round. It's perfect for a trip!"
A hopeful smile appeared on Ye Zi's pale face. She nodded vigorously and was about to say something.
Just then, the dampness in the room seemed to lessen a bit.
As dawn broke, the outlines of buildings across the street began to emerge faintly in the darkness, and the sound of roller shutters being pulled up could be faintly heard from the street below.
A ray of morning light shone in, falling squarely on Ye Zi and Xiao Chen.
As dawn broke, everything seemed to be filled with hope.
"Well……"
Ye Zi let out a short gasp, and the smile on her face froze instantly.
She looked down at the back of her hand in disbelief.
First, a wisp of almost invisible blue smoke rose up, then with a soft "poof," a ghostly green flame shot up out of thin air!
Xiao Chen, who was next to him, was set on fire at almost the same time.
"Water! Quick, find water!"
Xiao Chen screamed in terror as he watched the green flames spread along his arm. He flailing about in vain, searching for water like a headless fly.
Ye Zi initially panicked and patted the flames off her body until she saw Xiao Chen gradually become transparent in the flames.
At that moment, it felt like my brain had been struck hard by a heavy hammer.
She remembered, she remembered everything.
She was tightly entangled by countless strands of hair, her mouth and nose were blocked, and she breathed her last in despair and suffocation.
She died long ago.
No wonder she spontaneously combusted when exposed to the sun, no wonder her body felt so light; she had long since become a manipulated paper doll.
But she didn't understand.
Why did Xiao Chen also turn into this? Why did he also turn into a paper doll?
Did he die too?
The slapping stopped abruptly. She remembered seeing the door to the storeroom being kicked open just before she breathed her last, and Xiao Chen rushing towards her, screaming, trying to save her.
But more strands of hair quickly wrapped around his entire body...
So that's how it is.
An overwhelming sense of desolation instantly engulfed her. Ye Zi let the piercing flames spread over her body, looked up quietly at Xiao Chen, and whispered:
"Xiao Chen, stop looking."
Her voice was very soft, "We...we're already dead."
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