God Slayer: Make Up for the Past

Chu Feng pressed the answer button, and the director's serious voice came: "Chu Feng, go to the Starlight Film and Television Base immediately to investigate the situation of the flower artist. It is suspected that she is possessed by an evil spirit." Chu Feng's heart tightened. The flower artist, a hot star at the moment, was actually related to an evil spirit?

After hanging up the phone, Chu Feng briefly informed Pan Yue of the mission. Pan Yue frowned, "The entertainment industry? Why would evil spirits target celebrities?"

"Let's go and take a look without delay." Chu Feng made a prompt decision.

The Xingguang Film and Television Studio was ablaze with lights and bustling with people. Chu Feng and Pan Yue presented their credentials before being allowed into the filming location. Meanwhile, a performer, Hua, was filming a costume drama, her figure draped in red, looking as graceful as a swan.

Chu Feng carefully observed the florist. Her every smile, every gesture was flawless, showing no signs of being possessed by an evil spirit. Could it be that the intelligence was wrong?

"Cut!" Director Ke called for a stop. The flower artist walked off the stage gracefully, took the water handed to her by the assistant, and took a sip.

Chu Feng and Pan Yue exchanged a glance and decided to start with the florist's agent. Agent Ye, a bloated, greasy-faced middle-aged man, was yelling into his phone. Upon seeing Chu Feng and Pan Yue, he immediately put on a fawning smile. "Officers, what can I do for you?"

"We are night watchmen and would like to know about the florist's situation." Chu Feng went straight to the point.

Manager Ye's smile instantly vanished. "Night watchmen? What evil spirit possession? That's sheer nonsense! You're affecting our filming schedule. Do you know how much money we lose for every day of delay?"

"We received a report and had to come to investigate." Chu Feng's tone was calm, but with unquestionable firmness.

Manager Ye's face darkened. "Report? Who reported it? I think someone is deliberately spreading rumors to bring down the flower artist! If you keep making trouble, don't blame me for being rude to you! I know a lot of friends in the media, and I'll make sure you guys pay the price!"

Chu Feng looked at the domineering Agent Ye, feeling helpless. He hadn't expected that investigating an evil spirit incident would lead to such an obstacle.

Pan Yue pulled Chu Feng's sleeve and whispered, "Don't confront him head-on. Let's observe for a while."

Chu Feng nodded and looked back at the florist. She was talking to Director Ke, looking a little anxious.

Just then, a man with a camera, looking around, caught Chu Feng's attention. Reporter Lu, known for digging up celebrity gossip, was sneaking up on the florist.

"Chu Feng..." Pan Yue suddenly grabbed Chu Feng's arm and gestured for him to look towards the corner of the studio. There, a man in black flashed by and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Chu Feng's heart sank. It seemed the situation was far more complicated than he'd imagined. He took a deep breath and said to Pan Yue, "Let's go." He walked up to Agent Ye and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Ye, I hope you can cooperate with our investigation." Then, he pulled the Night Watch badge from his pocket...

Manager Ye's expression changed as he looked at the badge in Chu Feng's hand. The Night Watchman's badge represented official authority. Although he had some influence in the entertainment industry, he didn't dare offend them easily. He forced a smile, "Officers, please do as you please." But his tone was clearly perfunctory.

Chu Feng ignored his hypocritical politeness and walked straight towards the florist. Director Ke saw this and hurried forward to stop him: "You two, we are filming now, please do not disturb the actors."

"Director Ke, we are here to investigate the situation of the flower artist. It won't take too long." Chu Feng explained.

"Investigate? Investigate what?" Director Ke looked confused. Agent Ye leaned over to Director Ke's ear and whispered something. Director Ke's face suddenly turned ugly. He turned to Chu Feng and said in a firm tone: "You two, please leave. You are not welcome here!"

"Director Ke, we've received a report that a flower artist is suspected of being possessed by an evil spirit. This is a serious matter and we must investigate." Chu Feng's tone was firm, with no intention of backing down.

"Possessed by an evil spirit? That's nonsense!" Director Ke scoffed. "You're disturbing public order! I'm calling the police!"

Chu Feng watched Director Ke and Agent Ye echoing each other, and a surge of anger rose in his heart. He knew that they didn't care about the safety of the artist Hua at all, but were only worried about affecting the filming progress and affecting their own interests.

Just as Chu Feng was about to be driven away, the flower artist suddenly screamed and fell to the ground in pain, clutching her head. Her originally fair face instantly became distorted, and her eyes became empty and lifeless.

"Hua Yi! What's wrong with you?" Director Ke panicked and hurried forward to help the florist up.

"Don't touch me!" The flower artist suddenly burst out with amazing strength, pushed Director Ke away, and let out a sharp and piercing laugh.

Director Ke was thrown to the ground, his face pale with fear. The surrounding staff also retreated in fear, and the scene was in chaos.

"What's going on? What happened to her?" Director Ke asked in a trembling voice.

Chu Feng looked at the flower artist's unusual behavior and had an answer in his mind. He said in a deep voice, "Director Ke, do you believe it now? She's possessed by an evil spirit."

Director Ke was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with fear. He looked at the florist lying on the ground, twitching, then looked at Chu Feng, and finally gave in: "Then... then you guys hurry up and save her!"

Chu Feng walked up to the florist and reached out to touch her. Just as his fingertips were about to touch her forehead, her body suddenly trembled violently, and a powerful force pushed her away.

The florist's eyes turned blood red, and his voice became hoarse and terrifying: "Get away! Don't touch me!"

A chilling aura emanated from the florist, and the temperature around him plummeted. Chu Feng felt a powerful pressure coming towards him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He thought to himself, "Oh no! This evil spirit is even more powerful than he imagined." He quickly stepped back and drew his peach wood sword from his waist.

"Pan Yue, protect the people around you!" Chu Feng whispered.

Pan Yue nodded and immediately evacuated the surrounding staff to a safe area.

The flower artist let out a piercing scream, leaped into the air, and pounced towards Chu Feng. Her nails became as sharp as knives, flashing with a cold light.

Chu Feng gripped the mahogany sword tightly, his eyes blazing. He took a deep breath and growled, "Evil beast, don't even think about hurting me!"

He swung the peach wood sword, and a golden light flashed...

Golden light pierced the air, colliding with the florist's sharp nails, creating a sharp metallic sound. Chu Feng felt a surge of force, his knuckles numb, and the peach wood sword nearly slipped from his hand. He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain in his arm, and swung his sword at the florist again.

The flower artist was possessed by an evil spirit, and her strength and speed were greatly enhanced. She nimbly dodged Chu Feng's attack and counterattacked him at an even faster speed. Her sharp nails left traces in the air, carrying a biting cold wind, and went straight to Chu Feng's vital points.

Chu Feng didn't dare to take the blow head-on, so he could only dodge. He used the props around him, such as camera equipment, lighting stands, etc., to block the florist's attack. He grabbed a huge reflector and held it in front of him. The florist's nails slammed into the reflector, making a loud noise, and the reflector was instantly torn into pieces.

"Chu Feng, be careful!" Pan Yue shouted from the side. Although he was also afraid, he tried to stay calm and helped Chu Feng evacuate the people around him.

"It's okay!" Chu Feng gritted his teeth. Although he had temporarily withstood the flower artist's attack, he knew that this was not a solution. He had to find a way to expel the evil spirit, otherwise he and everyone around him would be in danger.

The flower artist let out a sharp roar and lunged at Chu Feng again. This time, she was faster and more powerful. Chu Feng felt like a small boat in the ocean, vulnerable to being swallowed by the waves at any moment.

"Chu Feng, don't give up!" Pan Yue's voice was particularly clear in the chaos, giving Chu Feng great encouragement. "We will definitely defeat this!"

The trust between brothers rekindled Chu Feng's fighting spirit. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He carefully observed the flower artist's movements, searching for her weaknesses.

Suddenly, he realized that the flower artist's attacks, though ferocious, lacked structure and seemed to be acting on instinct. This gave him a possibility: perhaps the evil spirit had not yet completely taken control of the flower artist's body, and her consciousness was still resisting!

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Chu Feng's heart. He decided to change his strategy and stop hiding blindly. Instead, he tried to communicate with the flower artist's consciousness.

While dodging the flower artist's attacks, he shouted loudly: "Flower artist! Can you hear me? I am Chu Feng, I am here to help you!"

His voice echoed on the set, and the surrounding staff were scared and ran away. Director Ke was hiding in the corner and trembling. Agent Ye stood in the distance, watching all this coldly, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

The flower artist's attack seemed to pause for a moment, and a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes. Chu Feng saw this and was delighted, knowing that his words had worked.

"Florist, hold on! I will rescue you!" Chu Feng shouted again, waving the peach wood sword and forcing the florist back a few steps.

However, at this moment, Manager Ye suddenly walked over and said to Director Ke, who was hiding in the corner, "Director Ke, don't be afraid. I've called someone, and someone will be here soon to deal with this matter..." He deliberately lowered his voice, but was still caught by a figure not far away. The figure quietly raised the camera in his hand...