Chapter 57 That’s it?

"who are you?!"

Fang Rui roared, gun raised, his hands trembling slightly. He was genuinely apprehensive about the person who controlled the vengeful spirit.

He acquired the gun from abroad during his last mission. He doesn't deliver mail often, and he reacts strongly to people and things related to vengeful ghosts.

He found it incredible that Lü Huizhen had survived the last mission and even managed to control a vengeful ghost; it was astonishing that such a terrifying creature as a vengeful ghost could be controlled by a human.

This time, they encountered someone who caused a great reaction from Lü Huizhen, who controlled a vengeful spirit, as soon as they arrived at their destination. This person also controlled a vengeful spirit and seemed even more dangerous.

"3,"

"Why are you stopping us?!"

"2,"

"hateful."

Fang Rui hesitated, unsure whether to lower his gun, and looked at Chang Feng and Lü Huizhen beside him.

But they looked at him with a sense of impending doom, not even glancing at him, as if they intended to let him make the decision himself.

"1."

As Wang Liang's expressionless countdown ended, Fang Rui's eyes hardened, and his finger prepared to pull the trigger of his pistol.

Fang Rui's watch was of good quality, with a smooth surface. When he raised his wrist, the smooth mirror of the watch reflected Wang Liang's image.

At that moment, the watch on his right wrist suddenly emitted a chilling aura.

He felt a chilling, bone-chilling sensation rapidly spread across most of his right arm, causing his right hand, which was about to pull the trigger, to lose all feeling almost instantly.

The image of Wang Liang reflected on the watch had now eerily appeared on the mirror, and an arm with a disproportionately pale color and hideous black veins had emerged from it, grabbing Fang Rui's arm with its backhand.

"Ah! A ghost!!"

Seeing this, Fang Rui's eyes widened in terror. He took several steps back and swung his right arm wildly, but he couldn't shake off the pale arm that was gripping his arm.

The weight on Fang Rui's right hand increased, and he tripped and fell to the ground in a panic.

Then he watched helplessly as, after that pale arm stretched out, a disheveled female ghost inexplicably crawled out from the frame of his small watch and pressed down on his body.

The chilling aura emanating from the female ghost and the strange force pressing down on him rendered him completely immobile, as if he were experiencing sleep paralysis in broad daylight.

No, it's not just like that, it's a real case of being pinned down by a ghost!

Through the female ghost's disheveled black hair, Fang Rui could vaguely see a pair of fierce and resentful eyes staring intently at him, instantly raising his fear to its peak.

"groove!"

Chang Feng, who was standing to the side, turned his head and immediately lost his composure, letting out a loud curse.

What did he see? A female ghost dressed in tattered white clothes with disheveled hair was actually crawling on Fang Rui!
Fang Rui screamed in panic, but he didn't even have the strength to get up, or rather, it was useless.

Where did this come from?!

Chang Feng quickly pressed the seal in his hand onto his left palm, which was covered with square scars, some of which were almost healed and others had just scabbed over.

After he pressed the ancient seal onto his palm and then immediately pulled it out, a large chunk of his palm was torn off along with his skin and flesh, and blood flowed from his palm.

The skin, flesh, and blood torn off by the seal all merged into the bottom of the seal, climbing along the side wall of the seal like blood vessels.

At the same time, a cold and sinister aura began to emanate from this ancient seal.

This is something Chang Feng obtained during a mail delivery. After tearing and absorbing a person's flesh and blood, pressing the seal onto the vengeful ghost can fight it off and temporarily repel it.

This thing has saved Chang Feng's life more than once, and it's likely to do the same this time.

But just as Chang Feng lifted the blood-stained seal and, as usual, stamped it onto the white-clad female ghost's shoulder...

*Snap.* The stamp landed on the female ghost's shoulder, but she remained unmoved, undeterred.

Furthermore, streaks of foul-smelling black blood began to soak through the white clothes, overflowing from the female ghost's shoulders. The flowing black blood almost caused the seal that Chang Feng had pressed on the female ghost's shoulder to slip.

"It didn't work! Are you kidding me?!"

Chang Feng's expression changed drastically. He could no longer care about saving Fang Rui. He quickly moved the seal away and took a step back to avoid getting the strange black blood that was gushing out.

"Lü Huizhen!" Chang Feng shouted.

"understood."

Seeing that Chang Feng's props were useless, Lü Huizhen knew she had to step in.

She didn't attack the female ghost clinging to Fang Rui; there was no point in fighting a ghost head-on.

She looked at Wang Liang, who was standing alone at the intersection with his hands in his pockets.

Lu Huizhen's forehead was abnormally covered with blue veins, which were also visible around her eyes.

Her eyes had turned deathly white and hollow, with the whites of her eyes rolled back and her eyeballs protruding noticeably. The upper part of her head had widened and swelled slightly as if it were about to explode.

Weird and terrifying.

"Hmph, I'm also someone who commands vengeful spirits, don't be so arrogant!"

Lu Huizhen's beautiful face turned ferocious. She stood there, staring at Wang Liang with her pale, protruding, and eerie eyes.

When Lü Huizhen looked over, Wang Liang frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed his brow.

After a moment, he suddenly pulled his right hand out of his coat pocket. His right hand became thin and pale. A woman's hand shadow overlapped with his hand for a moment, cold and tangled, and he grabbed the air in front of him.

A supernatural suppression appeared, and the air in front of Wang Liang rippled. A figure appeared out of thin air, held in the air by the neck, her face ashen, her eyes bulging and white. It was Lü Huizhen.

Meanwhile, Lü Huizhen, who was standing next to Chang Feng, gradually faded into the air and disappeared.

Wang Liang's eyes darted around as he coldly stared at the woman he was gripping with his right hand.

Even though the woman's face had turned ashen and her eyes were pleading, he didn't loosen his grip at all; instead, he tilted his head slightly.

"That's it?"

His normal vision had just been deceived by some supernatural phenomenon, and he couldn't tell where the real Lü Huizhen was.

But Lü Huizhen continued to stare at him normally, approaching him, her eyes reflecting his image.

Thus, Sadako's supernatural powers came into play.

After Wang Liang used Sadako's supernatural powers, those supernatural gray lines appeared in his field of vision, making it incredibly easy to pinpoint Lü Huizhen's true location.

This kind of vengeful ghost is completely defeated by Sadako.

"Huizhen!" Chang Feng roared, but there was nothing he could do. He was still an ordinary person, except that he had a supernatural object in his hand.

Fang Rui struggled desperately on the ground, but couldn't escape from under the female ghost. He shouted:

"Ah, Lao Feng, let's go!"

"hateful."

Chang Feng hesitated for a moment, then hardened his heart, turned around and ran away.

But after running a few steps, he stopped again, his face showing despair.

A square-faced man walked slowly from the dirt road behind him, his expression serious. He stopped and blocked the way, clearly not letting him pass.

It seems they're in cahoots with that terrifying man.

(End of this chapter)

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