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As soon as Ying Gui surrounded them, Zhan Lang quickly entered a combat stance.
The moment he exuded a killing intent, the surrounding Ying Gui revealed their sharp, white fangs.
"Don't show them hostility!" Lin Xun shouted at Zhan Lang.
Zhan Lang turned to look at Lin Xun and scoffed, "Ha, coward!"
Lin Xun ignored Zhan Lang's words and continued, "Ying Gui reacts based on our responses! If you show them hostility, they will respond with hostility!"
"What makes you think your words are correct?" Zhan Lang remained on high alert.
Meanwhile, the Ying Gui around them floated in the air like plankton, slowly approaching...
"The fact that we haven't been attacked is the best proof! I suspect that the moment you entered the basement, you showed them hostility, which is why they immediately attacked you!"
Indeed, Lin Xun was not mistaken.
Zhan Lang had begun to fight the moment he stepped into the basement.
The battle had continued without pause, leaving him no time to reflect on what had happened.
"Don't show them hostility!" Lin Xun emphasized again. "If you don't harm them, they won't harm you!"
Zhan Lang clenched his fists tightly. "What if you're wrong?"
"I won't be wrong," Lin Xun said, "because I want to live!"
The moment he finished speaking, Ying Gui surged toward them like a tide.
He did not close his eyes.
Ying Gui's body was both hard and soft.
As it penetrated their bodies, an indescribable chill enveloped him.
That feeling was akin to being in a frigid landscape, where a massive hailstone struck him—painful and cold, yet not fatal...
Ying Gui flowed through their bodies like a wave, retreating back into the darkness of the basement.
Lin Xun stared into the endless darkness, calmly wiping the sweat from his face.
"Damn, I thought I would see a scene of countless ghosts devouring people."
"I even took my pants off for this?"
"Why aren't you dead yet? Can't you just die already, player?"
Zhan Lang pressed his hand tightly against his chest.
For someone like him, harboring hostility toward others was easy.
But letting go of the intent to kill was truly difficult.
He was at the end of his strength, uncertain of when he might collapse.
He had always accepted his fate, believing deep down that he would meet an untimely end!
When faced with the imminent threat of death, the instinct for survival took over.
He was a coward.
Otherwise, how could the Ghost King let him off so easily?
Everyone wore expressions of joy at being reborn, except for Zhan Lang.
Zhan Lang looked at Lin Xun and said, "Don't think I'll thank you."
Lin Xun shook his head. "No need to thank me; just repay me directly! I know your profession—it's one that can kill ghosts, right?"
Zhan Lang's expression changed in surprise.
Lin Xun had merely been guessing.
But Zhan Lang's reaction confirmed his suspicion.
"What is your profession? Taoist? Ghost Hunter? Yin-Yang Master? Priest?"
Zhan Lang thought for a moment before answering, " Martial Monk."
Lin Xun looked at Zhan Lang's bald head and his strong, muscular arms, suddenly falling into a brief contemplation...
"You must be just a Martial Monk without any visible profession..."
The moment Lin Xun asked this question, he felt foolish.
"None of your business!" Zhan Lang retorted.
As soon as he spoke, a mouthful of fresh blood suddenly surged from his mouth.
Zhan Lang fell into a coma.
"Check if there are any healing potions in the shop," Lin Xun said to Hua Tian and Xu Jingyu.
Xu Jingyu looked confused. "What do you mean? Why should I use my points to buy something for him?"
Lin Xun sneered, "You know, don't you..."
"Know what?"
"In the cabinet where you were hiding, there is a piece of dog skin and flesh. That belongs to Xia He's Dog! Why is that skin in your hiding place? Did you kill that dog?"
Xu Jingyu abruptly averted his gaze.
"I don't know... It was already there when I hid inside!"
"How can you prove that you didn't kill that dog? If Zhan Lang wakes up and finds out it was you who killed his dog, how do you think he will treat you?" Lin Xun countered.
Hua Tian had already purchased the Healing Potion—she ultimately couldn't bear to see Zhan Lang die like this.
Lin Xun sighed, took the Red Syringe from Hua Tian's hand, and plunged it forcefully into Zhan Lang's body.
Zhan Lang let out a muffled groan, and as the Red Syringe entered his body, his complexion improved significantly.
"I'm giving you a chance to save him. If he wakes up and knows it was you who saved him, with his character as a man of the martial world, he will at least show you some favor..."
Xu Jingyu's face was filled with resentment as she listened. She was annoyed by every word Lin Xun said, and it was true that she found him equally irritating. Helplessly, she purchased a Healing Potion from the shop and angrily handed it to Lin Xun.
"Are you sure one is enough?"
Xu Jingyu remained silent.
She bought two more Healing Potions and handed them to Lin Xun.
Each Healing Potion cost 2000 Points.
She only had 6000 Points in total, and now all of it had been taken by Lin Xun!
How infuriating!
A robber!
"I don't know why, but I really dislike Xu Jingyu."
"Players are truly skilled at taking advantage of others!"
"Player, you aren't a robber in real life, are you? You're so good at coercion and temptation..."
Lin Xun silently answered in his heart: I'm not a robber; I'm a screenwriter.
But robbers were far better off than he was.
Robbers worked for themselves, living freely without the grind of a 996 schedule. They could choose when to work and when to take a break at home. They could either stay inactive or make enough to last three years.
As for editors, they were just miserable office workers, constantly under pressure from directors, producers, and clients. They occasionally faced 996 schedules and often worked 007 hours, lacking their own ideas and merely executing others' plots.
"Forget it, forget it. The more I say, the more tears I shed."
The effects of the Healing Potion were swift; a few minutes later, Zhan Lang slowly awakened.
His first words upon waking were, "Where's the dog?"
"Are you Keanu Reeves...?" Lin Xun muttered softly.
Hua Tian and Xu Jingyu exchanged awkward glances upon hearing Zhan Lang's words.
They didn't know how to respond.
"There’s no dog," Lin Xun repeated what he had said before. "That's why we came to find you, to discuss how to kill Summer Lotus!"
Zhan Lang gripped Lin Xun's hand tightly. "Summer Lotus is like a minor BOSS Character; even if we combine our strengths, we could never defeat her!"
He had exhausted all his strength, yet Lin Xun's hand felt hardly any pain.
The Healing Potion could restore Zhan Lang's body but not his strength.
In his current state, he was in no condition to fight ghosts.
Fortunately, Lin Xun had prepared a PLAN B. He asked Zhan Lang, "Where did you find that cat in the basement?"
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