Chapter 8: The Days of He Hao Living with the School Belle (Part 2)

"Did you not see?" Se An shouted, "Outside there are ghosts everywhere, all laughing at me, wanting to drag me to the underworld. Big ghosts, small ghosts, male ghosts, female ghosts, they are everywhere."

"What do young people in their twenties look like?" the thin monk asked, trembling with fear.

"Little brother, don't take it to heart. The reason I didn't inform you in advance today is that I was afraid you might reveal a flaw while speaking," said Fat Fish, patting the wide-eyed He Hao. "Bai Shizhou shares the same objective as us; both of us want the old lecher, Se An, to meet an untimely end. This way, he can inherit Se An's estate under the pretense of being a son-in-law. Even the hair used for this puppet was obtained by Shizhou from Se An. Rest assured, Shizhou is a generous person; he will definitely provide you with additional benefits."

Fei Yu and Bai Shizhou were at a loss for words. After a while, Bai Shizhou struggled to stand up and said, "Uncle Yu, Master, we cannot wait here any longer. What if that fierce ghost comes back? We must leave immediately." Fei Yu and the emaciated monk both agreed repeatedly. Fei Yu got up, hugged the black wooden box, and was just about to head down the mountain with Bai Shizhou and the others when a tall figure appeared again in front of the broken wall of the small wooden house, saying, "There is no need to leave; just wait here for the police to come and arrest you."

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He Hao tightly gripped the puppet, ignoring Fei Yu's words, and with red eyes, he scolded Bai Shizhou: "Bai Shizhou, are you still human? Even if Se An is bad, he is still your future father-in-law. An Jiejie is also by Se An's side. What if all the ghosts around are drawn to Se An's house? What if something happens to Jiejie? She is your fiancée!"

Achoo! Achoo! Over an hour later, He Hao at Se An's home was sneezing while staring in astonishment at the long gun sent by An Jiejie and Bai Shizhou, while Se An had already been taken upstairs to the bedroom to rest by An Jiejie's mother and was not in the living room

In fact, He Hao had already heard the first scream of Se An, but he did not rush to save her immediately. Instead, he grabbed the broken iron gun and ran away, stumbling out of the Se An family courtyard. Naturally, he could not hear the desperate cries for help; otherwise, upon hearing a beautiful woman in distress, He Hao might have recklessly charged upstairs, driven by a surge of hormones, just like that night when he encountered Zhang Keke.

"After the matter is accomplished, I will give you an additional one hundred thousand." Bai Shizhou almost snorted this sentence through his nose, then turned his head and no longer looked at He Hao, while He Hao was filled with mixed emotions, unsure whether to feel happy or sad

"If you truly know martial arts, then perform a set of spear techniques for me to see," An Jiejie said disdainfully to He Hao. She did not believe that He Hao was any kind of ghost-exorcising master, nor did she believe that he could truly wield the long spear from ancient battle formations. "If you can do it, I can even get you a long spear made of gold; otherwise, you might as well stick to using this spear."

According to the agreement with Fat Fish, He Hao rushed directly to the small mountain behind the An family courtyard after escaping. Weak and hungry, He Hao stumbled several times in the darkness, but finally managed to reach the densely wooded small mountain. He quickly found the cabin in the woods that Fat Fish had mentioned, where faint lights were visible. He Hao crawled and rolled his way over, knocking on the door and calling out: "Manager Yu, I am He Hao, I have arrived"

Hehehe. A cold and terrifying voice floated into An Jiejie’s ears, "What a full chest. I never expected that after ten years of being dead, I could still touch such a chest." An Jiejie was so frightened that her soul nearly left her body. She strained to look and saw that the hand touching her chest was actually floating in mid-air, while An Jiejie’s mother let out a piercing scream, "A ghost!"

"Did not see, did not see." The terrified Feiyu, Bai Shizhou, and the emaciated monk shouted together. It is also the fault of Emperor Jun himself; if he had not casually referred to He Hao as an old friend, Feiyu and the others would have certainly sold He Hao out to the ghost at the first opportunity. Now, Feiyu and the others mistakenly believe that He Hao is indeed a good friend of this fierce ghost, so they dare not admit it.

Outside, He Hao, covered in mud and holding a cast iron spear, stood like Mount Tai in the pouring rain, exuding an imposing presence. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating He Hao's resolute and dignified face with a blinding white light. He Hao smiled and said, "Bai Shizhou, I must thank you for helping me retrieve the Demon-Breaking Spear."

In Se'an's bedroom, he suddenly leaped up from the bed while in a stupor, pointing out the window and shouting frantically, "They've come, they've come, the ghosts are here." Se'an's wife and daughter, who were guarding him, looked closely outside and saw that the courtyard was quiet, with nothing moving except for the leaves swaying in the gentle breeze. Se'an's wife, both anxious and frightened, grasped Se'an's arm and said urgently, "Husband, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am here with Jiejie by your side, you don't need to be afraid." Seeing that the courtyard was still quiet, with nothing moving except for the leaves swaying in the gentle breeze, Se'an's wife, both anxious and frightened, grasped Se'an's arm and said urgently, "Husband, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am here with Jiejie by your side, you don't need to be afraid."

"It would be better if something happened to her." Bai Shizhou slowly approached He Hao and said coldly, "Although we are scheduled to marry in October, we registered our marriage early last week, making us legally husband and wife. If she dies, all of the An family's assets will belong to me."

At the same time, in Zhang Keke's home on the other side of the city, the restless Zhang Keke was worried about He Hao's safety. Today was the day of the ghostly door opening, and if He Hao's special constitution were to be discovered by the wandering souls and ghosts, it would lead to chaos. Since the afternoon, Zhang Keke had been continuously activating the Heartbreaking Soul Binding Talisman, hoping to force He Hao to contact her by inflicting unbearable pain. However, after reciting the incantation nearly a hundred times, there was still no call from He Hao. Zhang Keke concluded that her Heartbreaking Soul Binding Talisman had lost its effect on He Hao's special constitution.

Are there any other tricks?" He Hao smiled and asked the thin monk, "Feel free to use them all.

Fei Yu and Bai Shizhou were taken aback. Bai Shizhou looked up and exclaimed, "He Hao, how is it you again?"

Fei Yu, Bai Shizhou, and the emaciated monk had a hard time burying He Hao. Soaked in rain and covered in mud, they returned to the small wooden cabin. Before they could tidy up the various items on the altar, the emaciated monk suddenly shouted, "Not good, a powerful demon is approaching us." Before he could finish his sentence, one of the wooden walls of the cabin collapsed with a loud crash, and a fierce ghost nearly 2.5 meters tall appeared before the three of them. The emaciated monk screamed in terror, "Rakshasa General!"

Where are the ghosts? Before An Jiejie could finish her question, she let out a sharp scream. Outside Se An's window, countless various ghosts were swirling in the air: headless ghosts, hanged ghosts with tongues extending three feet, drowned ghosts with swollen bodies, and wronged ghosts missing limbs. They were too numerous to count, emitting chilling laughter. Inside Se An's bedroom, more than a dozen green-faced, fanged ghosts had already crept in, most of them coiling around Se An. Two lecherous ghosts were entangled with An Jiejie's body, and it was clear what they were doing.

You beast! He Hao shouted angrily, raising the broken iron spear to strike Bai Shizhou fiercely, "I, He Hao, may be poor, but I will never associate with you beasts who harm friends and wives!" Weakened by illness, He Hao's hands lacked strength and were seized by Bai Shizhou, who took away the iron spear. Just as He Hao intended to rush at him in a desperate struggle, a punch flew in from the side, striking He Hao squarely on the temple, causing a wave of dizziness in his head. The emaciated monk scolded, "You little brat, the Buddha has worked hard all night; do you want to make the Buddha's efforts in vain?"

When the fat fish saw the scheme succeed, he said to the thin monk and Bai Shizhou: "Drag this poor little brat out and bury him, making sure no one else finds out." The three of them worked together to drag the unconscious He Hao out of the small wooden house. Bai Shizhou quickly dug a pit with that broken iron spear, burying He Hao along with the broken iron spear in the pit.

Regardless of whether you are human or ghost, if you disrupt the good deeds of the Buddha, even a ghost will be sent to hell! The plump fish invited the thin monk, who was well-read and knowledgeable, and was not afraid of He Hao, who had crawled out from being buried alive. With his hands clasped together, he quickly chanted: 'Prajnaparamita!' The thin monk flipped his hands, forming a mudra, and with a flick of his fingers, the ground beneath them cracked open, revealing two zombies emitting a foul stench. With another push of his hand, the two zombies staggered and lunged at He Hao. He quickly chanted again: 'Prajnaparamita!' The thin monk flipped his hands once more, forming a mudra, and with a flick of his fingers, the ground cracked open again, bringing forth two more zombies with a repulsive odor, which he then pushed towards He Hao.

He Hao's attention was not on the monk performing the ritual; he already knew that the greedy fat fish, seeking wealth and comfort, would not genuinely help. What caught He Hao's attention was the third person in the cabin, who turned out to be—Bai Shizhou. Bai Shizhou also noticed He Hao, who was trembling with anger, and coldly said: "If I hear even a whisper about tonight's events outside, be careful for your life"

The wooden door creaked open, and the first thing that caught He Hao's eye was the plump, smiling face of Fei Yu. Fei Yu grinned proudly and said, "Little brother, well done. That old lecher, Se An, really didn't invite any other ghost exorcists. Just wait to collect your money." Behind Fei Yu was a ritual platform adorned with incense burners and red candles, where a thin monk was performing hand seals and reciting incantations with a string of prayer beads, facing a puppet on the altar. Noticing He Hao's confusion, Fei Yu smugly added, "Don't be afraid. I'm not inviting someone to exorcise ghosts for Se An; I'm having the master perform a ritual for Se An's puppet to attract more ghosts to bother him." A thin monk was performing hand seals and reciting incantations with a string of prayer beads, facing a puppet on the altar. Noticing He Hao's confusion, Fei Yu smugly added, "Don't be afraid. I'm not inviting someone to exorcise ghosts for Se An; I'm having the master perform a ritual for Se An's puppet to attract more ghosts to bother him."

After a full ten minutes, He Hao finally looked up with a mournful expression and said to his two university classmates: "Classmate An, Classmate Bai, you probably took the wrong one, right? The gun I use for martial arts performances is not this kind of cast iron gun"

Thank you, Master. The fat fish was overjoyed, first opening a black wooden box covered in talismans on the altar, then picking up the wooden puppet of Se An. He said to Shi Zhou with a smile, "Shi Zhou, as long as you put the puppet inside, all of Se An's overseas stocks will belong to you. Would you like to place it in yourself, or should Uncle Yu do it?"

Hunger can be endured, but illness is something He Hao cannot bear. He Hao's head is becoming increasingly heavy, and he feels a splitting headache. He quietly touches his forehead and finds it somewhat hot, clearly indicating that he has started to run a fever again. Just then, An Jiejie and Bai Shizhou emerge from the dining hall, burping contentedly. He Hao cannot help but speak up: "Classmate An, I have a bit of a cold. Could you please give me a few cold medicines?" An Jiejie glances at He Hao coldly, as if she hasn't heard him, and strides upstairs to visit her father. An Jiejie doesn't hear him, and Bai Shizhou certainly won't either. What is even more infuriating is that An Jiejie suddenly turns back and calls to the servant: "Keep an eye on the house; don't let the poor and the rogues steal away the valuable things in the house." He Hao knows all too well who the 'poor' and 'rogues' refer to.

Time passes both slowly and swiftly. For He Hao, who is both hungry and ill, every minute feels like a year. For the anxious Se An, time seems to be racing by. As darkness envelops the sky, the lights in the houses extinguish one by one. "Dong, dong, dong," the bell tolls eleven o'clock, which means it is now the ancient hour of Zi. Unfortunately, today happens to be the first day of the lunar month—the day the gates of the underworld open. The lights in the houses extinguish one by one. "Dong, dong, dong," the bell tolls eleven o'clock, which means it is now the ancient hour of Zi. Unfortunately, today happens to be the first day of the lunar month—the day the gates of the underworld open.

"Is it just powerful?" The emaciated monk replied in a trembling voice, "It is the strongest Rakshasa of the ghost realm, and one of the Eight Great Ghost Generals. With just a little finger, it can crush us into powder"

"Yes, he is about the same age as this person." The fierce ghost pointed at Bai Shizhou and said, "He is my old friend, I have matters to discuss with him. As for looks, he is not as handsome as this kid. By the way, he is accustomed to carrying a long spear." This fierce ghost, of course, was the Emperor Jun ghost who had previously missed a great opportunity. After being injured by He Hao and Zhang Keke working together, he hid in the basement of the train station to recuperate for more than a day, secretly preying on a few people passing through the city. With the constant flow of people at the train station, it is difficult to notice if a few individuals go missing.

After Emperor Jun's ghost left, Fat Fish and the others relaxed and sat down on the ground, their legs trembling and weak. Fat Fish, feeling frightened, asked the monk, "Master, what kind of monster was that just now? From your expression, it seems quite formidable?"

"Useless thing, when you come back, let's see how I deal with you." Zhang Keke was determined that as long as she caught He Hao again, she would definitely teach him a lesson so that he would not dare to leave her again. At that moment, a thunderclap suddenly echoed from afar. To others, it sounded like an ordinary thunder, but to Zhang Keke, who was familiar with the spell, it was akin to a bolt from the blue. She hurried to the window to check and muttered to herself, "This should be the sound of the Nine Nether Gathering of the Underworld technique. Who is casting the spell? And who is the target?"

"Hehe, how amusing." An Jiexie saw the tattered long spear and couldn't help but laugh so hard that she almost doubled over, clapping her hands and saying, "Yes, yes, only such a broken spear is worthy of that perverted lecher." Bai Shizhou, seeing her charming and playful demeanor, felt his heart stir. As An Jiexie bent down, he suddenly pulled her into his embrace and fiercely kissed her crimson lips.

Bai Shizhou's family used to run a foreign trade company, which went bankrupt over six months ago due to excessive debts. Fortunately, An Jiejie did not reject Bai Shizhou and, two months ago, they became engaged. During the prosperous era of the Bai family, Bai Shizhou's father was deeply passionate about antique collecting. Unfortunately, almost all of those antiques and artworks were seized and auctioned by the court when the Bai family went bankrupt, leaving only a few worthless fakes and severely damaged items whose value could not be discerned. As a result, the heartbroken Bai father discarded them into the courtyard of the old Bai residence, allowing them to be battered by the wind and rain. During the prosperous era of the Bai family, Bai Shizhou's father was deeply passionate about antique collecting. Unfortunately, almost all of those antiques and artworks were seized and auctioned by the court when the Bai family went bankrupt, leaving only a few worthless fakes and severely damaged items whose value could not be discerned. As a result, the heartbroken Bai father discarded them into the courtyard of the old Bai residence, allowing them to be battered by the wind and rain

Achoo! He Hao sneezed again, leaning his head against the sofa, softly telling himself: "He Hao, you must persevere. Soon you will have a job, soon you will be able to eat your fill, and you can hold your head high when you go back to see your parents. Keep going..."

The phone at Zhang Keke's house suddenly rang, startling her with both surprise and joy. She quickly picked up the receiver, only to find it was Zhang Moujiu calling. On the other end, Zhang Moujiu spoke urgently: "Keke, hurry to the Lushans Community. Someone just used the Nine Nether Gathering Technique there. The compass here is spinning wildly, and at least two powerful demons have been summoned to that location, not to mention countless wandering souls. We need your strength." Just as he finished speaking, Zhang Moujiu hung up the phone, clearly in a state of great urgency.

"Do not be anxious, I am not here to seek you out," said the fierce ghost, flicking its forked tongue. "Have you seen a young man in his twenties come here? I can smell his scent."

"Poor wretch, refusing a toast and opting for a penalty drink." Fat Fish cursed as he raised his foot and kicked He Hao in the abdomen. Despite Fat Fish's usual cheerful and kind demeanor, he showed no mercy when striking. He Hao was kicked so hard that his internal organs nearly shifted, leaving him gasping for breath. Meanwhile, Bai Shizhou, the university boxing champion, landed a series of punches on He Hao's head, leaving him dazed and disoriented. The three of them surrounded He Hao, delivering blows with fists and feet. Poor He Hao, already sick and starving, was mercilessly beaten by the trio. In no time, He Hao was knocked unconscious.

Is it true? The Emperor Jun ghost licked his exposed teeth, suspiciously surveying the three individuals in the small wooden house. Meanwhile, Fei Yu, Bai Shizhou, and the emaciated monk wore broad smiles, striving to present themselves as honest and simple. Just as the Emperor Jun ghost was about to take the lives of the three without a second thought, he suddenly sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy from the Se An family down the mountain. This spiritual energy surprisingly originated from the same source as He Hao's spiritual blood from that night. The Emperor Jun ghost let out a loud laugh and flew down the mountain, no longer paying attention to Fei Yu and the others in the small wooden house.

"Take a rope, tie Bai Shizhou and Fei Yu together, and then tie yourself up as well," He Hao said淡淡地说道.

"This is terrible, just when the power goes out." An Jie Jie cursed softly, groping for her phone to use its light, but before her hand could reach her waist, a cold hand had already touched her prominent chest. That hand was so cold it felt almost lifeless, with hardly any warmth. An Jie Jie screamed in fright, "Who? Who is it?" At first, she thought it might be her mother or father accidentally brushing against her, but she quickly realized that her mother was at the bedside supporting her father, and there was no one beside her.

With a snap, the emaciated monk crushed Bai Shizhou's leg bone with a kick, causing Bai Shizhou to faint from the pain. Only then did the emaciated monk turn back and bow respectfully to He Hao, saying: "Great Immortal, I have already dealt with this villain. May I ask if you have any further instructions? If not, I shall take my leave for now and invite you to visit the Duolin Temple at Longxia Mountain for tea another day"

"Still, let's trouble Uncle Yu." Bai Shizhou said with a cold smile, "Uncle Yu, once the matter is accomplished, I will keep my word and will definitely transfer all the shares of the Yayi'an chain supermarket to you in the future"

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"He Hao, come save me!" An Jiexie screamed at the top of her lungs. At this moment, the only person An Jiexie could rely on was He Hao, whom she had once scorned and insulted.

He Hao fell silent, pondering his marksmanship, while An Jiejie, with a sinister smile, pulled along Bai Shizhou, saying, "Shizhou, come with me to check on my father, don't mind him." The two linked arms and strode away, leaving the sickly He Hao in a daze before the dilapidated iron gun. Although it was not the first time An Jiejie treated him this way, He Hao felt his heart wrench once more. He slowly picked up the broken iron gun, gently wiping away the rust and moss. Unbeknownst to him, two crystalline tears gradually welled up at the corners of his eyes. Although it was not the first time An Jiejie treated him this way, He Hao felt his heart wrench once more. He slowly picked up the broken iron gun, gently wiping away the rust and moss. Unbeknownst to him, two crystalline tears gradually welled up at the corners of his eyes.

After struggling for a long time in the corner of the courtyard, which was covered in moss and filled with a musty smell, Bai Shizhou finally found the tattered spear that he remembered. It was a roughly two-meter-long spear made of wrought iron, its pitted surface covered in yellow rust and dark green moss. The spearhead was broken in half, and the red tassel on the spearhead had long since decayed into a black cloth fragment. It was indeed in a dilapidated state; if it weren't for its nearly two-meter length, carrying this broken spear down the street would surely lead passersby to mistake it for a beggar's dog-beating stick.

"Prajnaparamita." After a moment, the emaciated monk finished reciting the last verse of the scripture. The wooden puppet on the Dharma platform automatically stood up. The emaciated monk wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It is done. As long as this puppet is placed in the Nine Nether Box, all the demons and spirits within a radius of forty-nine miles will come to seek this person. Moreover, today happens to be the first day of the lunar month, when the gates of the underworld open. Unless a deity descends personally, no one can save him.

At least two powerful demons with strong spiritual energy have gone to the Green Mountain Community Zhang Keke suddenly recalled something The person who drank the Hundred Ghosts Binding Talisman, Se An, lives in the Green Mountain Community and that talisman was written with He Hao's blood This means that those two powerful demons were likely attracted by He Hao's blood With this thought in mind Zhang Keke did not dare to delay and quickly prepared the peach wood sword spirit talisman and other exorcism tools hurrying towards the Green Mountain Community

"Little stinker." The emaciated monk laughed heartily, "Hahaha, let me show you the power of the corpse manipulation technique from the Duolin Temple on Longxia Mountain, prepare to die..." At this point, the emaciated monk could no longer laugh. The tip of the wrought iron spear in He Hao's hand erupted with a brilliant red light. He Hao held the tail of the spear with one hand and made two swift points in the air. Instantly, flames ignited on the two corpses, and in the blink of an eye, they turned to ashes, scattering with the wind

"Dad, you don't need to be afraid, I will call Shizhou." Without saying another word, An Jiejie immediately took out her phone to call Bai Shizhou. To her surprise, the phone just kept ringing with no one answering, which made An Jiejie anxious. Just then, Se An's wife was the first to react, calling out to An Jiejie: "Jiejie, hurry downstairs to call your classmate, the little sorcerer."

In the blink of an eye, it was already dinner time. The dinner for Se An and An Jiejie’s mother was delivered directly to the bedroom by the servant, while An Jiejie and Bai Shizhou enjoyed exquisite dishes in the dining room, completely ignoring He Hao, whose face had turned pale from hunger. He Hao felt a surge of anger; despite his stomach protesting from time to time, he merely gripped the iron spear tightly, his palms sweating, without uttering a word to plead with An Jiejie and Bai Shizhou.

The situation with An Jiezhe is very serious, especially his mental state, which is extremely poor. He occasionally lets out screams, and his mother can only stay by his side. The responsibility of receiving He Hao has fallen to An Jiezhe and Bai Shizhou. An Jiezhe, needless to say, is too lazy to say even a single word to He Hao, and Bai Shizhou, who is filled with hostility towards He Hao, certainly does not allow him to have an easy time. From noon until evening, He Hao has been inundated with tea, and he hasn't even had a single pack of instant noodles to eat. An Jiezhe, needless to say, is too lazy to say even a single word to He Hao, and Bai Shizhou, who is filled with hostility towards He Hao, certainly does not allow him to have an easy time. From noon until evening, He Hao has been inundated with tea, and he hasn't even had a single pack of instant noodles to eat.

"It's gone, it's gone." The emaciated monk immediately changed to a humble smile, bowing and saying: "Although I am not worth much, I do know the authentic and orthodox Kunlun Chanjiao celestial arts. How could I dare to be disrespectful to the great immortal?" Saying this, the emaciated monk turned around and began to beat Bai Shizhou mercilessly. It was evident that this monk possessed martial skills, and he showed no mercy, quickly causing Bai Shizhou to bleed from his mouth and nose. While beating him, the emaciated monk scolded, "You little brat, for your filthy money, I have offended the Kunlun heir. If I anger the various immortals of Chanjiao, our Buddha at Duolin Temple will all go to hell." The emaciated monk turned around and continued to beat Bai Shizhou mercilessly, clearly skilled in martial arts, showing no mercy, and in just a few moves, Bai Shizhou was left bleeding from his mouth and nose. The emaciated monk continued to scold, "You little brat, for your filthy money, I have offended the Kunlun heir. If I anger the various immortals of Chanjiao, our Buddha at Duolin Temple will all go to hell."

In the midst of the lively exchange between Feiyu and Bai Shizhou, a hand suddenly reached over from the side, swiftly snatching the colorful puppet. Feiyu, Bai Shizhou, and the thin monk were taken aback. Upon closer inspection, they realized that the person who had stolen the puppet was none other than the pale-faced He Hao. Feiyu, enraged, turned and shouted, "What do you think you're doing, you little brat?"

Di Jun Gui had just regained some of his powers when he discovered that someone was using the Nine Nether Gathering of Darkness Technique here. Out of curiosity, he came to investigate and caught a whiff of He Hao's scent lingering in the small wooden cabin. It was also due to a twist of fate for He Hao; had he not been buried alive by Fei Yu and Bai Shizhou and with the heavy rain masking his scent, he would certainly not have escaped the keen nose of Di Jun Gui, which was sharper than that of a dog.

At this moment, He Hao exuded an endless aura of killing intent, resembling a war god. Although Bai Shizhou was the boxing champion at the university, he couldn't help but instinctively take a few steps back in fear. However, Fei Yu, oblivious to the danger, picked up a wooden stick from the ground, raised it above his head with both hands, and shouted, "You impoverished brat, dare to oppose me, Yu!" He charged forward with his bulging belly, swinging the stick down at He Hao. With a crack, the thick wooden stick broke into two pieces, leaving Fei Yu's hands numb. Yet, He Hao seemed unfazed, looking at Fei Yu with a mocking smile, which terrified Fei Yu to the core. "It's a ghost!" Fei Yu screamed, sitting down on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Is he useful? An Jiejie muttered to herself, still undecided about whether to hire that con artist. A cold wind blew in, causing both An Jiejie and her mother to break out in goosebumps, while Se An let out a heart-wrenching scream. The electric light flickered a few times before suddenly going out, plunging the bedroom into darkness. "It's here!" Se An screamed again, lowering her head to look under the bed, trembling and screaming incessantly.

"Poor little brat, seeking your own demise." Fei Yu cursed fiercely, prying open He Hao's fingers, snatching Se An's puppet and tossing it into the black wooden box. Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the pitch-black night sky, and a bolt of lightning struck in the direction of Se An's home. The residential area at the foot of the mountain was instantly plunged into darkness, and rain the size of soybeans began to fall, quickly turning into a torrential downpour.