Chapter 41 Bewitched

Feng Ruoxing's words sent another shiver down my spine.

As my body tensed, Ye Yang, Feng Ruoxing, and Lin Zhao all fell silent, leaving only Jie Yueling across from me, smirking coldly.

I couldn't dwell on what Feng Ruoxing and the others had said.

A little deeper thought led to the conclusion that I was standing next to three dead people.

The black-skirted woman used the sewer to kill, but Feng Ruoxing just happened to be standing on the manhole cover. What had appeared behind her?

Ye Yang didn't see himself in Jia Zhen's glasses, but he saw ghosts and gods. Was he telling the truth when he said he had killed the black-skirted woman's avatar?

The doppelganger outside the Sanbao Company building had Lin Zhao's face. So, Lin Zhao would also be smashed to pieces. Since he came back, Lin Zhao had been facing me the whole time, never turning around.

Could it be that Lin Zhao also had a collapsed skull behind his head?

The atmosphere inside the room instantly turned frigid. I could even feel the three people hiding behind me slowly closing in.

Across from me, Jie Yueling's smile became increasingly sinister.

Just as the corners of my mouth uncontrollably twitched upward, the half-smoked cigarette in my mouth suddenly became a hidden weapon aimed at Jie Yueling's face.

The red ember, drawing a streak of light in the air, shot across a meter before exploding into a shower of sparks two inches from Jie Yueling.

Jie Yueling's face twisted instantly under the impact of the cigarette butt, but quickly returned to normal.

Ye Yang and Feng Ruoxing appeared on either side of me at the same time. One pointed his sword at Jie Yueling, and the other reached out to me, "How are you? You seemed to be possessed by a ghost just now."

"You were just standing there, sometimes glancing back, sometimes reaching for your knife hilt, and sometimes shivering. No one could wake you up no matter how hard they tried."

I waved my hand. "I was indeed possessed by a ghost."

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and picked up my phone. "The video on the phone just now…"

I stopped mid-sentence, stunned. The phone still showed Feng Ruoxing standing by the sewer, but now a figure in a black dress had appeared behind her.

When I abruptly looked up at Feng Ruoxing, she said, "I told you not to watch too much of the video, or you'd get scared. Why didn't you believe me?"

Feng Ruoxing's position blocked most of my view. It was too late for me to find Jie Yueling’s location, unless…

Unless I killed Feng Ruoxing!

As soon as that thought popped into my head, my hand instinctively reached for the knife hilt.

Just as my fingers were about to touch the hilt, a thunderclap suddenly rang in my ears, and everything before me shattered like glass, exploding into fragments.

Only then did I see that Ye Yang and Feng Ruoxing were actually sitting on the sofa, their foreheads drenched in cold sweat as well.

Lin Zhao, clutching half a talisman in his hand, looked at me with a pale face, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" It took me a long time to recover.

Lin Zhao wiped his sweat, "Luckily, I set up emergency talismans at the Jie residence beforehand, or it would have been really dangerous this time."

Feng Ruoxing subconsciously asked, "What did we run into?"

Our opponent seemed more like a strengthened ghost. But that made them all the more terrifying.

It was like a martial arts master who initially paid attention to moves and routines, but once their cultivation reached a certain level, all that remained was strength and speed. Absolute power and extreme speed were the strongest moves.

Our opponent this time was like a martial arts master, using the commonplace ghost stories of術道 (Shu Dao, the Way of Arts) to almost get the better of us.

The four of us術士 (Shu Shi, practitioners of the Way of Arts) remained silent, but Jie Yueling couldn't bear the pressure of the silence. "You… say something! Why aren't any of you talking?"

"Can you guys come up with a solution or not?"

"Are you just going to sit here and wait to die? I shouldn't have trusted you!"

Lin Zhao said helplessly, "Yueling, calm down."

"I can't calm down!" Jie Yueling snapped, "What have you done since the beginning except get beaten passively?"

"You keep saying you're experts, but what's the result? You didn't save my father, and you let Uncle Shen die before your eyes. I almost died in my own house."

"What kind of experts are you? Get out, all of you get out."

"I don't need you here pretending to be capable."

"Yueling…" Lin Zhao stood up to speak, but I raised my hand to stop him. "Lin Zhao, there's no need to say anything more to her. Let's go."

Lin Zhao followed me out of the Jie residence, then whispered, "Aren't we losing the bet if we're chased away like this?"

I said calmly, "Jie Yueling knows she's surrounded by danger, but she still wants to chase us away. Either she's extremely stupid, or she has a better option."

"I want to see what she plans to do in a moment."

Lin Zhao whispered, "Isn't this too risky? If we leave the Jie residence and Jie Yueling is bewitched by the Coffin Gate to fire us and hire the Coffin Gate, won't we be at a disadvantage?"