The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 47 Why Believe That Woman?
The moment he saw the strange Aken, Zheng Nan subconsciously wanted to close the door.

But the door was not closed and was pushed open by Aken outside.

Zheng Nan, who was holding the door, was also blown away by the force and fell heavily behind the door.

Ignoring the intense pain in his knee, he cried for help and crawled towards Li Zhen using his hands and feet.

At this time, Wu Mingjiang reacted and ran to the sofa, grabbed a hammer he had brought with him and smashed it at Aken.

Aken, who was hit by the hammer, did not retreat, but rushed towards Wu Mingjiang madly.

"So fierce?!"

Wu Mingjiang was startled again.

He ran to the wall, raised his Guandao and slashed at Aken.

Aken just waved his hands and knocked the whistling Guandao away.

Wu Mingjiang's hands were numb from the shock, so he had to drop his Guandao and ran towards Li Zhen shouting.

"Master, help me! This thing is so ferocious!"

Zheng Nan and the other man hid behind Li Zhen trembling.

Li Zhen already had a frog in his hand.

He dipped his right index finger in a little dust he had scraped off the wall and stabbed it directly into the frog's mouth.

Using both hands, he tore the frog apart and threw it into the small bucket of rotten offal.

"Pour it on him."

When Zheng Nan and the others heard what Li Zhen said, they picked up the bucket without hesitation and poured the contents onto Aken who was chasing them fiercely.

The rotten stench permeated every corner of the house.

Just like the batteries in a toy suddenly ran out, the furious Akon fell straight to the ground.

Hearing the noise, Liang Xinyu carefully opened the door and looked out with Zheng Ze who pinched his nose.

Zheng Nan waved his hands weakly and cursed, "You must have died of stupidity in your previous life...Hide quickly!"

Liang Xinyu said "Oh" and closed the door again.

After taking a few breaths, Zheng Nan tentatively approached the motionless Aken, his face filled with grief and sorrow: "Should we take him to the hospital?"

"Why send him to a hospital?" Wu Mingjiang walked over to Zheng Nan and said, "Just send him to the funeral home."

Zheng Nan slapped Wu Mingjiang on the shoulder: "You heartless guy, can you please be more polite?"

Wu Mingjiang rubbed his bald head and said, "You, Anan, have already said something about your bad manners. The sun has really risen from the west. Master, is there any hope for Aken?"

"How can we save a dead person?" Li Zhen slowly walked to the side of the corpse.

The man's face was torn and covered with long nails, which looked like they had grown out of the flesh. The black magic he had been hit by was obviously Naimi's nail magic, and he probably died on the way.

Among the ten major sorcerers, Li Zhen was most impressed by this kind of black magic.

People who are hit by this kind of black magic are a bit similar to the nail heads in a foreign movie.

Seeing the face of the corpse covered with nails, Li Zhen actually felt a phantom pain.

This kind of head-falling technique is indeed extremely terrifying...

Li Zhen saw something different from the corpse.

Unlike most other black magic, this kind of black magic can forcibly imprison a person's soul inside the body and turn the person who is cursed to death into a puppet that can be controlled.

Like the corpses on the ground, such puppets are painless and fearless. They can hurt both humans and ghosts, and are extremely terrifying.

If Li Zhen had not been well prepared and obtained a trace of Naimi's blood, he would have suffered a loss if he had rashly encountered the puppet that was trapped and controlled by the nails.

"Master, what should we do?" Zheng Nan swallowed. "It's not even the whole night yet, and Naimi has started killing again..." "Maybe he used some method to forcibly perform black magic." Li Zhen squatted down and dipped his finger in the blood on the corpse. "This is a good opportunity to find his location."

Zheng Nan looked at the blood on Li Zhen's finger and said in surprise, "Hasn't Abang already found Naimi's hiding place and told us? Master Chen has even led his men over to kill him..."

"Why should I believe the words of a strange woman?" Li Zhen took out a piece of white paper and drew some twisted runes on it with the blood from his fingertips.

Zheng Nan hesitated and said, "Master, are you saying that Sister Mei can't be trusted?"

"I don't know." Li Zhen replied concisely.

He lit the drawn talisman paper on the candle, shook the remaining ashes onto the table, and then stretched out his hand.

A huge red-eyed bat flew down from the curtains of Zheng Nan's house, startling both Zheng Nan and Wu Mingjiang.

"Master, is this your...pet? A vampire bat?" Zheng Nan asked in a low voice.

Li Zhen silently sprinkled the ashes on the red-eyed bat's head.

The phone suddenly rang, scaring Zheng Nan and the others again.

Zheng Nan went to answer the phone cursing.

Even from a distance, Li Zhen and Wu Mingjiang could hear the cursing from the other side.

"... You're a piece of shit! There's a fucking South Asian here! All 100 of my brothers are here... I don't want to be hacked to death..."

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He Mei, with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, saw Naimi stand up, and her expression suddenly changed: "I can help you!"

"Help me? Help me with what? Help me with what?" Naimi walked towards He Mei step by step. "Use these little ghosts of yours to help me?"

He reached out and grabbed it while muttering to himself.

As the altar behind him shook, an invisible little ghost was suddenly bound in the air by him, and was caught in a small piece of black wood on the altar with a scream.

This is where he set up the altar, so it is impossible that there is no defense at all.

Now this woman had so foolishly barged into his altar, and just in time she had brought him a little ghost and a piece of top-quality material for casting spells when he was short of one.

"I've seen that sorcerer, he's very strong! You need my help, otherwise you can't beat him! You won't even survive tonight!" He Mei, heartbroken, clenched her teeth, and the blood flowed more and more from the corners of her mouth.

The little devil was raised by her personally, and after being killed by Naimi, it would definitely backfire on her.

Seeing her hard work being destroyed, she felt heartbroken even if there was no backlash.

"Another boring thing." Naimi's smile turned cruel. "I was just lacking the necessary materials. I didn't expect you to come."

He Mei quickly said, "This is Hong Kong Island, not Southeast Asia! If they want, they can hire many people to deal with you!"

"Even if you can handle that sorcerer, how can you handle so many people? Do you think he will fight you fairly?"

Naimi paused.

This Naimi was too violent. Frightened, He Mei was worried that she would not have a chance to speak, so she seized the opportunity and quickly said, "I have business and connections in Hong Kong Island. I also know their plans. I can help you!"

Naimi looked He Mei up and down and asked, "Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

The feeling of oppression gradually dissipated, and He Mei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she said, "I am also from Nanyang, why shouldn't I help you?"

"Do you think I'm a fool? You, a righteous sorcerer, would help me, an evil sorcerer?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Naimi's face, which was extremely disproportionate to his exposed forehead with blue veins, making him look even more terrifying.

"What's important now is not why I should help you, but the fact that I can help you." He Mei looked towards the window calmly, "If you don't believe me, look outside. Their people must have arrived."

Naimi looked at the window and then at He Mei.

He Mei spread her hands: "I can't escape, I won't lie to you."

(End of this chapter)