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Zhong Kui's Diary
Lingfeng pondered for a while and slowly said, “Zheng Nan, if it were you, what method would you use to kill Liu the Black in such a closed room?”
I thought for a moment and cleared my throat, “The first method would be to use a curved throwing knife, one that can be thrown and then return.”
“Curved throwing knife?” Lingfeng asked in surprise.
“Yes. You should remember New Moon Scimitar from Wuling City, right? He used a curved throwing knife to kill the steward Shih Chih-Yang. At that time, Shih Chih-Yang was also standing at the second-floor window. Wuling City leaped up to the second floor, killed Shih Chih-Yang with the throwing knife, and instantly retrieved it before leaving calmly.” I gestured a distance of about a fist wide, “If it were an expert like Wuling City, this distance would be enough to kill Liu the Black.”
Of course, Lingfeng remembered Wuling City, as he was the one who personally captured him. After hearing this, Lingfeng nodded, “Besides this, are there any other methods?”
“The second method is that the security window has been tampered with. The screws around the iron bars of the window might be loose, allowing the entire security window to be removed and someone to slip in.” I frowned and said, “However, this method is somewhat risky; Liu the Black is not a wooden man. How could he not notice any movement behind him?”
Lingfeng nodded as well, “Whether the security window has been tampered with will naturally be checked by Wang and the others later. Is there any other method?”
I sighed and shook my head, “Other than that, there shouldn't be any other possibilities. After all, it was a collective dormitory. According to Li Jin, several security guards were watching TV in the living room at that time. Although the bathroom door does not directly face the living room, everyone can definitely see who goes in and out. If someone entered through the door to commit murder and then came out without being noticed, either all those security guards were blind at that moment or this person could turn invisible.”
“Exactly.” Lingfeng's eyes lit up, “Your idea of invisibility is also a possibility.”
I rolled my eyes, “Come on, do you still think this is a case for a Demon?”
“Isn't it?” Lingfeng replied with a bitter smile. “With Kong Xuan involved, this murderous maniac is very likely a Grandmaster-level Expert. For them, invisibility is like child's play.”
“A murderous maniac doesn't necessarily mean they are the one who killed Liu the Black,” I emphasized.
“Nor does it mean they aren't!” Lingfeng countered.
I felt that continuing this argument was pointless and decided to change the subject: “By the way, when you arrived, did you see that accident scene?”
“Accident?” Lingfeng frowned. “You mean the one at District Entrance?”
“Yes, yes!” I quickly asked, “Did you see anything unusual at that accident scene?”
"At that time, it was urgent, and there was no time to pay attention to that. Besides, isn't a car accident always like this? Apparently, a Benz hit an old man, and the old man died on the spot." Lingfeng focused and thought for a moment: "The Wang who came with me is classmates with the traffic police officer directing traffic. I casually asked in the car, and that's pretty much what happened."
An old man? What kind of old man could attract three Grandmaster Level experts like Ji Wuyuan, Qu Wubing, and Yun Zhihan to the scene? Thinking of this, I took out my phone and called Ji Wuyuan to ask what had just happened.
To my surprise, Ji Wuyuan only chuckled a couple of times without explaining anything. He just asked where I was now. After I told him the location, he asked me to find a place without people to wait for him. I thought for a moment and decided on the rooftop. Ji Wuyuan laughed and hung up.
Damn! I see you’ve been playing cards with John too much; your Mandarin isn't even standard, yet you throw in English. Don't you know I hate this mix of Chinese with English? Do you believe I’ll f/u//k you up?
After a brief exchange with Lingfeng, I took the elevator directly to the seventh floor and then walked through the emergency exit to the rooftop.
Just as I lit a cigarette, I felt a ripple in the air beside me. This situation was very familiar; it was the basic way for a Demon to appear. However, this time Ji Wuyuan did not appear directly in front of me but instead, the Red Wooden Door used for teleportation appeared out of thin air. After a moment, Ji Wuyuan walked out after pushing the door open.
Behind the door was blazing sunlight and yellow sand stretching for miles. Clearly, the place behind the door was definitely not in the country or even in the Eastern Hemisphere since it was already deep into the night here.
"What happened with that car accident?" I asked straightforwardly.
"This isn't a good place to talk; let's find somewhere else to chat," Ji Wuyuan said while pointing at the red wooden door with a smile.
"Forget it, I'm not going!" I retorted angrily.
"What's wrong?" Ji Wuyuan looked puzzled.
"Damn it! Last time you guys left me on a mountain; it took me almost a week to get back. If this time we end up in some place like the Sahara Desert, will I even make it back alive?" I snorted coldly.
"Haha, this time I guarantee I'll bring you back," Ji Wuyuan laughed heartily.
"Fine then." I took a deep drag from my cigarette, flicked the butt onto the ground, stomped on it, and stepped through the door.
As I passed through the red wooden door and stepped into the desert, I saw several people waiting on this side: Qu Wubing, Yun Zhihan, Jiang Ziyu, John, along with Ji Wuyuan and me—six Top Masters had gathered.
"Where is this?" I turned to ask Ji Wuyuan.
"Desert!" Ji Wuyuan laughed.
"There are so many deserts in the world, how would I know which one it is? Never mind, it doesn't matter where it is anyway." I felt a wave of frustration and turned to look at everyone: "Is this the gathering of the Top Masters? Is anyone else coming? Where's Yazhi? Where's Ghost Zombie? Where's Gugu? You guys aren't bringing Grandpa Xiao here too, are you?"
"From now on, will the Top Masters be renamed the Nine Grand Masters?" Jiang Ziyu said. Despite the curtain of pearls on his crown swaying, I could still see the sly smile at the corner of his mouth.
What on earth is going on? Why does everyone seem like this?
Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. What did Jiang Ziyu mean by that? What does it mean that the Top Masters will be renamed the Nine Grand Masters? Could it be that one of the Top Masters has died? Besides the six of us, Yazui Ghost, Gugu, and Grandpa Xiao have not arrived. Could one of those four have had an accident?
Thinking of this, my heart tightened: "What exactly happened? Who had an accident?"
"You must have seen that car accident earlier, right?" Yun Zhihan smiled at me.
"The Benz that killed the old man?" My heart suddenly raced. An old man was killed... It couldn't be Grandpa Xiao, could it? I urgently asked, "Who exactly had an accident?"
Ji Wuyuan and the others looked at me with sly smiles, as if my question was very foolish. At that moment, I suddenly understood the meaning behind their smirks—schadenfreude; they were reveling in someone else's misfortune. Damn, could it really be that Grandpa Xiao had an accident? Only when a human Taoist Grandmaster dies would these Demons be so gleeful.
"Is it Grandpa Xiao?" I asked Ji Wuyuan hoarsely.
"You Xiao Jue?" Ji Wuyuan looked astonished: "No! It's not him."
Hearing Ji Wuyuan say this, I immediately felt relieved but then frowned: "Then the only remaining old man is Ghost Zombie. Could it be that Ghost Zombie had an accident?"
"That's right, he was hit by a car!" Ji Wuyuan's face was filled with glee.
"He was hit by a car? How is that possible?" I exclaimed: "He is a Grandmaster Level expert; how could he possibly be hit by a car?"
"We initially thought it was impossible too, but the body lying at the scene of the accident was indeed Ghost Zombie," Yun Zhihan said with a smile.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! He can turn invisible and walk through walls; how could he possibly get hit by a car? Also, isn't he a Demon? How could he even have a body?" I shouted.
"Every expert has their own unique skills. The unique skill of the Ghostly Zombie Old Man is called Devouring Earth. This skill not only allows him to devour other energies but also enables him to freely switch between human and Demon forms. It is said that when he was cultivating this skill, he even killed two Devouring Souls." Ji Wuyuan smiled and said, "I might have digressed a bit. Let's say, if someone were to control him while he was transforming into a human and then hit him with a car, he would naturally be killed by the impact, and there would be a corpse."
"I see..." I frowned and said, "But aren't you all Grandmaster Level Demons? Why are you not only unbothered by his death but seem to take pleasure in it?"
"Sad? Hahaha, why should we be sad?" John laughed loudly. "Honestly, not celebrating with firecrackers already shows I'm quite sensible! Sigh, as we age, there are fewer things we can do without concern; this is what they call the troubles of growing up, hahaha."
Turning to look at the other Demons, I saw they all had cheerful expressions on their faces, which left me even more confused. I couldn't help but ask Ji Wuyuan, "What exactly is going on?"
"It's actually quite simple. The Ghost Zombie used to bully us a lot; now that he's dead, we naturally feel pleased!" Ji Wuyuan replied with a smile.
"He bullied you? Come on, you're all Grandmaster Level; according to cultivation levels, you should be about equal, right? How could he bully you?" I was somewhat astonished.
"Don't you usually pay attention to cultivation? Even if they are at the same level, there are still divisions within that level. There are early, mid, and late stages. If we categorize it this way, we are all in the mid-stage of Grandmaster Level, while only he and Yazhi have reached the late stage." Ji Wuyuan glanced at me with a smile. "As for you, you barely qualify as early stage."
"His unique skill is Devouring Earth, which allows him to devour our energy. Even if Yazhi fought him later on, she would be at a disadvantage because her energy would continuously be devoured by him." Qu Wubing, who had been silent until now, said lightly. "For this reason, he doesn't even need to cultivate anymore; he just comes to devour our energy whenever he wants. On one hand, it increases his cultivation level; on the other hand, it slows down our cultivation speed and widens the gap between us."
No wonder these people took pleasure in the Ghost Zombie's death. I hadn't realized how shameless this Ghost Zombie was; I always thought he was a kind old man.
After pondering for a moment, I furrowed my brows: "He is so powerful; who could possibly kill him?"
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