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Living Funeral
However, the truth is that the voices of the women in this room are quite pleasant. Of course, if one of them is the Faceless Wizard, then her heart must be truly wicked.
Director Ouyang said, "My lady, if this gets exposed, we're finished."
The witch snorted coldly and replied, "You will be finished, not me. I didn't see you acting like this when I appointed you as director."
Director Ouyang quickly lowered his voice and said, "Yes, yes, it was you who made me the hospital director. So, my lady, I will listen to whatever you say." When he said this, it was as if he had made a tremendous resolution.
The witch responded, "Now that's more like it. Look at you panicking; they haven't discovered us yet. Without the Ghostly Pregnant Woman, we can still find other Demon Gods to continue our offerings. Just wait to be the director."
"Director?" Director Ouyang murmured and then asked, "Can I really be the director?" At this moment, his voice began to sound a bit deranged.
Just then, Gao Qing suddenly pushed the door open. With a creaking sound, as the door swung wide, Director Ouyang reacted violently and exclaimed, "Who is it?"
"It's us," Zhao Fan replied.
At that moment, Gao Ling suddenly said, "Damn it, so this black-hearted bastard is the murderer. Does that mean we won't get our money?"
Director Ouyang seemed taken aback by our sudden intrusion; his face turned pale as he said, "What are you doing here?"
I looked at Director Ouyang and said, "I really didn't expect you to be such a director—a black-hearted bastard."
Director Ouyang tried to maintain his composure, but beads of sweat streamed down his forehead. He said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand. Now I'm asking you to leave."
"Why should we leave?" Gao Ling asked.
I scanned the room but did not see the witch. So I asked, "Where's the witch?"
Director Ouyang pretended to be clueless and said, "What witch? I don't understand. If you don't leave now, I'll call security."
Gao Ling retorted, "Go ahead! You black-hearted bastard! You killed so many innocent babies; I'm calling the police right now."
Gao Ling was about to call the police, but Director Ouyang hesitated. He said, "Brothers, let's talk this over. Aren't we all in it for the money? How about this: I'll increase your reward to two hundred thousand. What do you say?"
Two hundred thousand!
That was indeed a lot of money. I felt tempted, and I could see that Gao Ling and Zhao Fan were also intrigued. We exchanged glances, but we all knew that this kind of dirty money was not something we could accept.
I told Director Ouyang, "I won't take that money." After saying that, I looked at Zhao Ran and Gao Ling. The two of them were stunned for a few seconds before they also expressed that they wouldn't take the money.
Zhao Fan and Gao Ling quickly took action; Director Ouyang was just an ordinary person after all.
As Gao Ling and Zhao Fan approached him, Director Ouyang immediately panicked and called out, "Lady Witch!" Just after he spoke those words, a woman suddenly emerged from a hidden compartment, wearing a black cloak. It was unexpected to find a hidden space in this storage room.
As the witch stepped out, a chilling aura enveloped the room.
"Do you want to die?" she said coldly.
Gao Ling replied, "Who dies is still uncertain." As soon as Gao Ling finished speaking, the witch made her move. She shook a bell in her hand, and soon its crisp sound filled the air.
However, the sound was painful to hear. Gao Qing urged us to cover our ears and not listen. I recalled what the Taoist had said: we should avoid touching anything belonging to this woman and not engage her in conversation.
The sound of the bell was truly unbearable for us. At the same time, those dolls hanging on the wall began to sway.
Then we could hear laughter and cries coming from the dolls in the room; these two sounds mixed together made it even more distressing for anyone listening.
Gao Qing's expression changed at that moment as he spoke up, urging everyone to stay alert.
I glanced around and noticed that those clay dolls were actually moving, crawling down from the wall. What on earth was happening? Gao Qing quickly explained, "The souls of dead infants are trapped within these clay dolls. This method is truly sinister."
Once these clay dolls reached the ground, they began to approach us at an alarming speed. I thought about kicking them away, but after what had happened earlier, I hesitated to act rashly.
Zhao Fan swiftly sprinkled a layer of Quicklime on the ground before us. As the clay dolls stepped onto the Quicklime, they let out even more anguished cries.
Zhao Fan provided us with Glutinous Rice and then caught a rooster, killing it right there on the spot.
The clay dolls were advancing towards us, and their jumping ability was astonishing as they lunged directly at us, accompanied by their chilling laughter and cries.
"Damn it," Gao Ling growled, grabbing one of the clay dolls and delivering a series of heavy blows.
The room was in chaos as Zhao Fan began to sprinkle rooster blood, finally managing to halt the advance of the clay dolls. After dealing with them, we noticed that Gao Qing and the witch had already vanished.
We were all in disarray; the clay dolls lay shattered around us, and the sounds of crying and laughing had ceased.
The ground was covered with Glutinous Rice, rooster blood, and Quicklime, leaving only Director Ouyang in the room.
We looked at Director Ouyang, who was staring back at us with a grim expression.
He stood up and straightened his stomach, asking us, "What do you want to do?"
Zhao Fan chuckled ominously and said, "Director Ouyang, are you trying to deceive us with your little performance this time?"
As Zhao Fan stepped forward, Gao Ling angrily cursed, "Looks like we worked for you for nothing this time."
The two of them began to pummel Director Ouyang. At that moment, a Black Dog emerged from under the bed, barking ferociously. However, as soon as it encountered the Quicklime on the ground, it collapsed and started foaming at the mouth. The dog's nature made it particularly susceptible to such repellent substances.
After giving Director Ouyang a good beating, they found some rope and tied him up.
I asked Director Ouyang, "How do we open this secret compartment?"
I thought to myself that Gao Qing must have entered the secret compartment. Zhao Fan and Gao Ling repeated my question. After a brief hesitation from Director Ouyang, he was met with another round of punches from Gao Ling and Zhao Fan. Reluctantly, he revealed what we needed to know, and we proceeded into the secret compartment.
Inside was not just one room but rather a passageway leading further in.
I asked Director Ouyang, "Where does this passage lead?"
Director Ouyang replied, "Outside."
I said to Director Ouyang, "At this point, do you still believe that witch will help you?"
Director Ouyang's face was a mix of green and purple; finally, he let out a heavy sigh and fell silent, unsure if Gao Qing would encounter trouble after chasing her out.
I quickened my pace, descended a flight of stairs, and made my way to a back door. It led to a courtyard filled with flowers and grass, where I saw the witch engaged in combat with Gao Qing.
Although this witch was not a ghost, she was quite eerie. A normal person would have distinct facial features, but this witch did not.
At that moment, Gao Qing was locked in a struggle with the witch. Holding a red Suppression of the Hundred Demons Diagram in my hand gave me a bit more courage.
The evil energy emanating from the witch was intense, and I thought to myself that the diagram should be effective against her.
Gao Qing was evenly matched with the witch at that moment. Seizing the opportunity, I crept around behind them. I heard Gao Qing say, "How can someone who practices cultivation commit such an unreasonable act without fearing retribution?"
The witch snorted coldly but said nothing. After exchanging dozens of blows, I hid behind a pile of grass, waiting for my chance.
When the witch retreated in front of me, I immediately jumped out from behind the grass pile and quickly pressed the red paper onto the back of her head. For a moment, the witch froze; then her raised hand slowly lowered as if she had no significant reaction. Strangely enough, once the red paper was applied, everything around us fell eerily silent. Most importantly, the witch seemed to have stopped moving. At that moment, an unsettling premonition washed over me.
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