Jiang Manying

Chapter 885 Let's See If Chen Jiuyang Dies First

"Wuwuwu~"

A street in the new urban area of Qingzhu City.

From the outside, it was as if it had been swallowed by darkness, making it impossible to observe what was happening within.

The Substitute Ghost, clad in funeral attire, and the Hand Slave entered the street.

Both men were on high alert. The Substitute Ghost asked, "How many characters do you think this Dao Ghost has?"

The Hand Slave replied, "Four or five characters. Its strength should not be great."

"This street is shrouded by the power of a Dao Ghost, yet most mortals are still alive."

"They haven't even realized that a Dao Ghost has descended."

The Substitute Ghost said, "Then there's no need to alert it. We'll directly search for the Dao Ghost's whereabouts."

The Hand Slave agreed. "Alright."

Only the power of Dao Fruits could counter Dao Fruits.

Both of them possessed Dao Fruit power, allowing them to sense the Dao Ghost's location to some extent.

They headed directly towards the direction of their senses.

In front of an ordinary residential building.

The eerie and terrifying feeling intensified.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The two heard a knocking sound, and then stepping forward, they saw an old woman in mourning attire knocking on a door.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!!!"

The knocking continued until it woke the person inside the house, who instinctively opened the door.

"Damn it, who's knocking at this hour?"

The moment the voice fell, the person who opened the door stiffened, their body instantly turned pale, then rigor mortis set in, and they fell dead.

After the door was opened, the old woman in mourning attire stepped inside.

After a few screams, there were no longer any living people in the entire house.

The Substitute Ghost and the Hand Slave, who had been observing from the side, frowned deeply.

The Hand Slave analyzed, "Knocking? Open the door and die?"

"What if it's locked?"

"You immediately go and try to close the door. See if this ghost can escape."

"Alright." The Substitute Ghost, wearing his funeral attire, immediately ran up and closed the security door of that household.

They waited for the Dao Ghost's reaction.

The next moment.

The old woman walked out, her neck suddenly twisting as she looked eerily in the direction of the Substitute Ghost.

"Die!"

An indescribable Dao power surged into the Substitute Ghost's heart, causing his face to change drastically in terror. "Not good! She's discovered me!"

"Swish!"

The funeral attire on the Substitute Ghost's body immediately ignited, and a cold, terrifying Dao power surged within him.

A moment later, rigor mortis appeared on the Substitute Ghost's body, and he fell straight down.

Throughout this entire process, the Hand Slave stood with his back to him, on the other side, and was not discovered by the old woman.

As if confirming the Substitute Ghost's death, the old woman took a few more steps, arrived at another household's door, and began knocking.

"Knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!!!"

In the darkness, only this chilling knocking sound continued to echo, like a harbinger of death.

"Hoo hoo hoo!!!"

The funeral attire on the Substitute Ghost's body returned to its original state, and then the Substitute Ghost's detective body recovered. He opened his eyes, gasping for breath, his face pale, his eyes filled with terror. "Cannot look directly at it. Avoid eye contact."

Fortunately, his Dao Ghost ability was substitution; otherwise, just a glance at the old woman would have killed him instantly.

The Hand Slave frowned, feeling the situation was troublesome. "This Dao Ghost doesn't cause mass casualties... but by knocking on doors one by one, and killing those who open them upon eye contact..."

"This is a very terrifying power... but if it can be subdued and used for our own benefit..."

Greed surged in his heart.

"Every Dao Ghost has corresponding loopholes that can be exploited to suppress them with Dao power."

"What is the loophole of this Dao Ghost..."

"It can kill by looking directly... why does it have to knock?"

"Let's go. We'll immediately infiltrate the house that this Dao Ghost is knocking on."

The Hand Slave raised his hand, grabbed the Substitute Ghost, and they broke through the balcony of the house the old woman was knocking on.

This action immediately startled the people inside the house.

The Substitute Ghost took out his identification. "International Criminal Police, don't panic!"

Seeing the identification issued by the Garrison Commander, the family immediately relaxed.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The knocking sound continued, making them dizzy, as if they were about to be unable to resist and open the door.

The Substitute Ghost and the Hand Slave, with their Dao power, could barely resist.

However, this ordinary family was struggling, seemingly controlled, and wanting to open the door.

At this, the Hand Slave's expression changed. "It also has a charm effect. This means it's almost a hundred percent fatal!"

He then thought, what would happen if they didn't open the door?

The Hand Slave waved his hand, grabbed the family members, and directly released them from the balcony, placing them steadily on the ground. They then waited for the situation to unfold.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The death-knocking continued.

Even the Substitute Ghost and the Hand Slave were starting to falter.

"So, if they leave the house... will the old woman keep knocking..."

As this thought arose, the Hand Slave grabbed the Substitute Ghost and rushed out from the balcony, one hand holding the Substitute Ghost's funeral attire, while the other clutched the concrete wall of the building, hanging there.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The knocking continued.

A moment later.

The knocking stopped, and something happened that made the Hand Slave and the Substitute Ghost's faces change drastically.

They saw the handle of the security door strangely descend, and then the door opened...

The old woman walked in with stiff steps.

"Hiss!"

The Hand Slave couldn't help but gasp. "Regardless of whether anyone opened the door, it can open the door. If there are people inside, they will almost certainly die!"

"Such terrifying Dao power!"

Such terrifying rules seemed unsolvable.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The Hand Slave's heart began to beat violently.

"This Dao Ghost must be a four-character Dao Ghost, possessing four different Dao powers!"

A fundamental Great Dao is composed of nine kinds of Dao power, with each Dao power representing a tribulation.

"This is difficult..."

"This old woman ghost is not a mass-killing Dao power, but a single-kill Dao power... almost certain death upon contact..."

"Since there is no way to resolve and refine it for now, the only option is to trap it and research a solution later. This street has tens of thousands of households. If we take all the people inside, the doors of these houses will be enough for her to knock on for a while."

The Hand Slave's heart sank.

Just as they were preparing to retreat.

"Swish!"

A figure appeared out of thin air, standing between them and the old woman ghost.

The person before them was dressed in moon-white bamboo-patterned robes, with hair as black as a waterfall, a tall and slender figure, and a saber and a sword at his waist.

"Hmm? Who is he? Is he looking for death?" The Substitute Ghost looked astonished.

The Hand Slave observed more carefully than the Substitute Ghost. "Hmm? Under these circumstances, there's still someone with cultivation who can float in the air... In the entire Qingzhu City, besides the Garrison Commander, there is only one person, and that is..."

"The 'Qianyang' Great Sage who has lived for ten thousand years!"

The Hand Slave narrowed his eyes slightly. "Let's see if he dies first..."