All Gods: I am a master of all professions, who dares to oppose me?

"Ahem..." Fang Chang coughed lightly, not taking up the awkward topic.

Damn it, I've already time-traveled, and you're still playing the English-Chinese time-travel joke with me!

Shouldn't the whole universe be speaking Chinese?!

Outrageous!

Fang Chang mentally cursed the control panel, then said to Jamie and his wife without changing his expression, "According to legend, if the source of this doll's curse cannot be found, everyone who has seen it will die a tragic death."

"So, we should start thinking about what to do now!" Fang Chang concluded.

And just like that, Fang Chang, an outsider who had known them for less than an hour, naturally entered the plot and very domineeringly became tied to the protagonist...

A few minutes later, the three of them, having calmed down, began to discuss what to do next.

During the conversation, under Fang Chang's constant guidance and hints, Jamie suddenly realized that the doll might be related to a legend from his hometown, but he couldn't be sure and needed to go back to his hometown to investigate.

"Then...when do we leave?" Lisa asked tentatively.

For a pregnant woman, tonight's level of fright has exceeded the limit.

Jamie looked at Fang Chang, who was able to come up with bizarre legends, and was clearly better able to deal with such abnormal events than he was.

"How about we meet in the town center first thing tomorrow morning and then set off together?"

"Okay!" Jamie pretended to think for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.

Fang Chang had every reason to suspect that this guy's brain was completely idle when no horror elements were involved!

“But… how do we solve it?” Jamie put one arm around Lisa and pointed with the other at Billy, who was lying motionless on the ground.

“It…” Fang Chang raised an eyebrow and chuckled, “In my hometown, unclean things are burned.”

"Won't there be any danger?" Jamie asked, half believing and half doubting. He was just brave, not fearless.

"It's alright." Fang Chang rolled up his sleeves, walked to the puppet Billy's side, and casually made up a story, "In ancient times, the profession of doctor also required taking care of sacrifices. We're very good at dealing with these things!"

After glancing at the doll that was still pretending to be dead, Fang Chang roughly understood the strength of the evil spirit in this plot.

Rather than a demon, the villain in Dead Silence is more like an evil spirit—a weak, malevolent soul that needs human fear as a medium for casting spells.

This evil spirit harbored deep malice towards everyone in Jamie's hometown. Especially the Jamie family, one of the largest and most prominent families in Revansfield, which was nearly wiped out by the evil spirit over several decades, leaving only Jamie as the sole survivor…

Jamie's wife, who was pregnant, also became a target of the evil spirit.

This decades-long curse originated from Jamie's ancestor, who was a key figure in the killing of ventriloquist Mary Shaw.

They believed that Mary Shaw killed their little boy simply because he exposed her magic trick and embarrassed her.

So, without any evidence, the family cut off Mary Shaw's tongue and brutally murdered her...

Up to this point, the story follows the typical plot of horror movies.

However, unlike typical horror movies... Mary Shaw was not wrongly killed. She did kill the Jamie family's little boy and even turned his body into a doll!

When Fang Chang saw this scene, he couldn't help but slowly type a "?" in the comments.

So they didn't wrong you?

No, you killed someone first, and after they understood the law, why are you still seeking revenge?

So you're allowed to become a ghost and wipe out everyone's population? Aren't you afraid their families will also become ghosts and gang up on you?

Is this a case of the magistrate setting fires?

Foreign monks reciting Chinese scriptures, is that it?

Fang Chang felt his own righteous spirit burning brightly in the face of such an evil spirit that lacked any sense of martial ethics!

Judging from the way it is portrayed in the story, Mary Shaw can only interfere with the material world by relying on her own puppets.

She always appears at night or on rainy days. Now it seems that it's not that she's unwilling to directly wipe out the Jamie family, but that she simply can't do it.

Fang Chang said that this kind of weak and pitiful evil spirit might not even be as destructive as the Titanoboa of the Amazon!

"Click!"

Just as Fang Chang reached the doll's side, preparing to destroy it, Billy's wooden eyes suddenly moved!

His pale eyes gleamed with a dim light, as if he were staring intently at Fang Chang!

The newly repaired light bulb began to flicker and dim!

"Ah!!" Lisa was so frightened that she buried her head in Jamie's arms. Jamie swallowed and hugged his wife tightly without saying a word.

"Oh? Trying to scare me?" Fang Chang tilted his head, staring at Billy's wooden eyes, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. Under the flickering light, Fang Chang's smile looked particularly sinister.

"I'm so scared!" Fang Chang lifted his foot and gently placed it on Billy's head. A pale golden stream of magic light flashed and disappeared beneath his feet. "Come on, keep flashing. Let me see what other tricks you have up your sleeve."

"Ka-ka-ka-"

As he slowly increased the pressure under his feet, cracks gradually appeared on Billy's head.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Fang Chang lowered his head and said gently, "Do you think I'm too gentle?"

The crack on Billy's head was getting bigger and bigger, as if it would burst open at any moment!

The lights began to flicker rapidly, and the wind and rain outside the window seemed to intensify, with raindrops pounding against the glass as if something was trying to break through the window and come in!

"That's it?" Fang Chang was somewhat disappointed.

Having said that, he stopped testing the waters and suddenly exerted force with his feet.

In an instant, sawdust flew everywhere.

In Fang Chang's spiritual vision, as the puppet shattered, the black mist that had always clung to it also vanished completely.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now. Let's meet at the coffee shop tomorrow." Fang Chang clapped his hands and said to the young couple who were already huddled together.

"Don't be afraid. You don't have to worry about dying suddenly at any time before we get back to Jamie's hometown," Fangzi comforted him.

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Inside a dilapidated lakeside theater in the town of Revansfield.

"Someone..."

"Killed..."

“Billy…”

A fragmented sentence, composed of different voices from men, women, young and old, drifted through the empty theater.

"them……"

"must……"

"die……"

"He must...die..."

"Die!!!" A voice, indistinguishable between male and female, suddenly rose in pitch, echoing far across the night sky and startling several night crows.

"They will die, they will."

Meanwhile, in an old house with a roof as high as a spire, a beautiful blonde woman in a pitch-black room, using the moonlight from the window, examines herself in the mirror.

Behind her, a figure in a wheelchair silently glided over.

"Shall we work together to complete this final revenge?" the blonde woman asked with a slight smile.

“Okay…” the figure behind replied, his voice dry and harsh, like the scraping of metal.

Under the moonlight, the woman reached up to touch the corner of her mouth, her smile widening.

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The next day, the weather remained gloomy.

Jamie and his wife, who had eaten early, finally saw Fang Chang arrive.

Seeing the two with dark circles under their eyes, Fang Chang nodded as a greeting, got his car, and headed straight for Jamie's hometown, Revansfield.

After several hours of travel, the group finally arrived at their destination—the funeral home in Revansfield.

According to Jamie, the old man at the funeral home is the oldest person in town, and if you want to ask about anything strange, you can't go wrong by asking him.

“Old Walker is the oldest man in town, he must know something,” Jamie said confidently.

Then, he reached into the trunk and took out a square wooden box.

Looking at the familiar box, Fang Chang tentatively asked, "What is this?"

“Um… this is the doll you stepped on yesterday. I guess it might have some clues…” Jamie explained.

“What if old Walker doesn’t see it and can’t remember the key details? That would be a problem!” Jamie said, becoming more and more nonchalant as he continued to justify his foolish behavior. “Besides, we can’t come empty-handed, can we?”

"Is there a possibility..." Fang Chang hesitated for a moment, then continued, "I mean, maybe we can use our phone's camera to take a picture of it, instead of bringing it here?"

Lisa turned away awkwardly upon hearing this. Her husband could be incredibly stupid sometimes; she had clearly told him not to touch that unlucky thing...

Without exchanging many words on the topic, the three of them walked together into a place that was nominally a funeral home, but in reality, it was more like a manor.

A gust of cold wind swept past behind me, and the rustling of falling leaves added to the desolate atmosphere of the place.