Hong Kong variety show: Young Master Kun, the ultimate behind-the-scenes boss!

Zuo Tingting is the girl who was chased by the faceless female ghost.

Chen Ziwen couldn't remember which Hong Kong film Zuo Tingting was in, so he simply stopped thinking about it and focused on dealing with the matter of catching the murderer in his next life.

In the room where the Maoshan Sect's patriarch was staying, Chen Ziwen released the formless female ghost.

The moment she was released, the female ghost screamed and white mist emanated from her body.

"Ah, ah, Great Immortal, you broke your promise! You're going to torture me..." the female ghost screamed. The atmosphere here made her extremely uncomfortable, and the statue of the founder of the Maoshan Sect caused her a piercing pain. If this went on for too long, her ghostly energy would be completely worn away.

As Li Wenjin spread his long robe, the aura of the powerful Maoshan sect was instantly gathered, and the five female ghosts, who were prostrate on the ground, felt much better.

She stopped screaming and realized that Chen Ziwen really didn't intend to kill her.

She gasped for breath and pleaded again, "Great Immortal, I don't want revenge anymore, please let me go..."

Wesley sneered, "You can give up such a deep-seated grudge? Who would believe that? Wait until we let you go, then you can assassinate this woman, right? You're thinking we can't protect this girl all the time, aren't you?"

Zuo Tingting was also startled and looked to Chen Ziwen for help. She was terrified and wished she could stay by Chen Ziwen's side at all times.

The faceless female ghost has no facial features, but her face is flickering at this moment, and it can be seen that what Wesley said is exactly what she is thinking.

Seeing this, Li Wenjin decided to release some of his Maoshan master's aura, and the female ghost immediately screamed and begged for mercy.

"Great Immortal, I dare not do it again, I dare not do it again."

Li Wenjin unfurled his long robe, once again sealing off the aura of the Maoshan Sect.

Ignoring the female ghost's panting, Li Wenjin said, "Ah Wen, there's a kind of magic in Maoshan that can see a person's past and present lives. Would you like to take a look?"

Chen Ziwen was intrigued and quickly replied, "Okay."

Just then, Li Yu pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a plate of fruit.

She looked at Chen Ziwen shyly and whispered, "Awen."

The faceless female ghost suddenly darted towards Li Yu, and then Li Yu smashed through the window and rushed out of the building.

"Yu'er!" Chen Ziwen exclaimed, and in a flash, he arrived at the window, but Li Yu had already flown more than ten meters away.

"Get out of the way!" Li Wenjin shouted, his arm instantly lengthening to cover a distance of about ten meters. He grabbed Li Yu's shoulder with one hand and pulled Li Yu back.

Chen Ziwen clearly sensed that the female ghost was still inside Li Yu's body. It wasn't that the female ghost didn't want to leave, but that she was held in place by Li Wenjin's large hand and couldn't get out of Li Yu's body.

The Maoshan Sect is indeed extraordinary, Wesley couldn't help but praise.

Li Yu returned to the room, her facial features blurred.

Chen Ziwen helped Li Yu up, and the Blue Blood Bible was activated.

"Ah!" The formless female ghost screamed as if she had been deep-fried and leaped out.

"Great Immortal, I was wrong! I was just too eager for revenge! Spare me! Spare me!"

Chen Ziwen was getting annoyed and said to Li Wenjin, "Uncle Li, use the method you mentioned earlier to see through past and present lives now. I want to see this female ghost's past life. If she has no grievances and is deliberately killing someone, I want her soul to be scattered."

Li Wenjin immediately performed a ritual, while Chen Ziwen simultaneously activated his spiritual power, easily entering the world of the female ghost.

On a pleasure boat, a woman with white shavings on her face gently plays the pipa, while three young men from the Ming Dynasty sit around a small table, listening to the pipa player's singing.

"Brother Yuxiu, it's only five taels of silver to invite Miss Qiao'er to sing on the boat. It's a worthwhile investment!"

A young man in blue robes smiled at the young man in green robes.

Across from the young man in blue, a young man in white also looked on with envy, his eyes filled with desire as he gazed at the songstress.

The young man in blue, flattered, laughed loudly, "Hahaha, you two brothers thought I came here to listen to her sing? Well, I did come here to listen to her sing, but she'll be singing in her room, hehe."

"Just imagine, spending the night with her while she plays the pipa, tsk tsk, the feeling..."

“Wonderful, wonderful…” the other two laughed loudly.

The pipa player, Qiao'er, panicked and exclaimed, "Young Master Cheng, what do you mean by that?"

She wanted to jump into the river, but there was also a hint of fear in her eyes.

Three inhuman, beastly men pounced on Qiao'er and ultimately defiled her.

After raping her, the three men threw Qiao'er into the river, where she drowned, her face swollen from being submerged.

Chen Ziwen frowned as he watched. In ancient times, such things were not uncommon. It was just that the status of courtesans was too low, and that Qiao'er was born in the wrong era.

Qiao'er became a ghost, a vengeful ghost, and the entire river became her domain. A Taoist priest came to subdue her, but it turned out that some special spiritual plants lived in the river. After consuming them, her strength greatly increased, and she destroyed the Taoist priest.

Qiao'er also obtained a secret manual from the Taoist priest, which contained cultivation techniques suitable for female ghosts, and she also saw a method for pursuing murderers in the next life in the manual.

After a century of arduous cultivation, Qiao'er's strength was greatly enhanced, and she began to use the Maoshan divination method to predict the next lives of those three people.

After that, she began to kill, and each time she killed the three reincarnations, her own strength was greatly enhanced.

Even more bizarrely, after she killed them once, the souls of those three young masters began to dissipate, and in their reincarnations, they went from three to four. Then, they became five, six, and in this life, the remnant souls of the three have been reincarnated into seven people.

The seven people are facing the Big Dipper. If Qiao'er kills all seven of them, her strength will increase by a huge level. After that, she can also transform into human form during the day and become an emperor-level ghost with almost no restrictions.

The thousand-year-old zombie is powerful, and the male and female sorcerers are powerful, but compared to the female ghost Qiao'er who has achieved the position of Seven Star, they are all trash.

As for Qiao'er's lack of physical appearance, it's not that she lacks features, but rather that she has killed too many people, and their likenesses have all been concentrated on her face. Too many faces have resulted in her being faceless...

One thing that shocked and angered Chen Ziwen even more was that Qiao'er had actually spread the Taoist magic she had obtained, and she had taken on three disciples.

"Awen, how are you?" Wesley asked quickly when he saw Chen Ziwen open his eyes.

Chen Ziwen grabbed the female ghost directly.

The female ghost screamed, "Great Immortal, spare me! Spare me!"

"Do you think I'll spare your life? You deserve to die." As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ziwen directly put the female ghost Qiao'er into the Blue Blood Bible Ring, continuously depleting its energy, and eventually replenishing the Blue Blood Bible.

“Awen, what did you just see?” Wesley asked.

Chen Ziwen recounted what he had seen.

Li Yu's eyes widened, her expression a mixture of pity and astonishment. After a long while, she said, "Pitiful, tragic, and hateful."

Wesley pondered for a moment and said, "Awen, do you mean that Qiao'er has spread the method of hunting down criminals in the next life and then becoming stronger? In other words, there is a high possibility that someone else will die?"

Chen Ziwen shook his head and said, "If it's just circulating among ghosts, that's fine. But I'm afraid that some people who can communicate with spirits might obtain the secret method and form some cult organizations."

Li Wenjin interjected, "In Buddhism, especially Lamaism, there is a concept of reincarnation. Could that be related?"

Chen Ziwen shook his head, "The Buddhist concept of reincarnation has existed for a long time. That female ghost Qiao'er was just a person from the Ming Dynasty."

Wesley said, "Some Western sects also have similar doctrines; I need to go back and check the specifics."

After chatting for a while, Wesley took his leave.

Li Wenjin also made an excuse to go out, leaving Chen Ziwen and Li Yu some private space.

"Awen, don't worry, you're so capable, you'll definitely be able to handle it easily," Li Yu said softly. Even during the day, she still nestled limply in Chen Ziwen's arms, wanting nothing more than to stay close and not leave.

She had been waiting for this day for a long time. A while ago, she ran into her father's former colleague, a young policeman, who had started a new relationship. She felt a pang of loss, not because she felt the man was nice after the breakup, but because she was wondering: her boss hadn't made any moves—did he not like her? Should she start a new relationship?

Now my wish has finally come true.

"Awen, I want to take a shower, do you want to come with me?" she said shyly.

In the blink of an eye, there's only one week left until the banquet for a hundred people.

Inside the villa, Li Xinxin hung up the phone and said to Chen Ziwen, "Ziwen, I'm going with my mother to meet one of her friends this afternoon. My mother said that the friend was her best friend before she got married. They lost contact after the wedding, but recently they reconnected, and she wants to take me to meet her."

“I happen to be free this afternoon, I’ll go with you,” Chen Ziwen said with a smile. Li Xinxin had told him about this, clearly hoping he would come along.

Li Xinxin nodded happily.

Afternoon, Victoria Harbour.

In an upscale tea restaurant, a stylishly dressed middle-aged woman is lecturing a young man and woman.

"Can you two just give me some peace and quiet? I finally got in touch with Li's mother. We used to be very close sisters. After I introduce you to each other, you can go wherever you want," the middle-aged woman said helplessly.

"I'm going to play video games," the young man called out. He was in his early twenties, but his eyes revealed a naivety.

"You're useless. I'm going shopping this afternoon, you carry my bag for me," the young woman called out.

"Hey, if you want to go shopping, then go shopping. Why should I carry your bags? Don't you even respect your brother?"

"Hmph, you've spent twelve years in elementary school, and another twelve years in middle school, and you still haven't graduated. Do you even deserve to be my older brother? I'm almost graduating from university. Anyway, if you don't spend time with me, I'll beat you up. Do you think you can beat me?"

The young man pointed at the woman angrily, but after a while he lowered his head and said, "I can't beat you, I'm such a failure."

"Da Xiong, don't be so down. Didn't your mother teach you? This world is so beautiful, and the air is so fresh. Take a deep breath," the middle-aged woman said.

The young man named Da Xiong took a deep breath and then sat down dejectedly.