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After hanging up the phone, Ye Mingshang felt a bit of a headache. Although he already knew the methods used by the other party and had an idea of how to respond, figuring out the specifics was still a challenge.
Seeing Ye Mingshang frown, Xu Chen couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ye, do you have any leads?"
Ye Mingshang nodded. "We now know that Wang Yu's girlfriend learned some Indian curse techniques from somewhere, and all this commotion is caused by her."
"Since we know it's her, can't we just capture her?" Xu Chen asked in confusion.
Ye Mingshang let out a bitter laugh. "It's not that simple. Her soul is hidden somehow, and even I can't sense it. The only way to deal with her is to lure her out with something she cares about."
"What she cares about? That must be her boyfriend," Lu Mingxuan chimed in.
Ye Mingshang suddenly felt as if the clouds had parted and he could see the sun.
"Exactly! She committed suicide because of her boyfriend, and out of twisted hatred, she wants to kill all men. Although Wang Yu is in bad shape, he isn't on the list; the soul collector hasn't targeted him, which means that woman doesn't want to kill him. I don't know if it's because she wants him to suffer or if she can't bear to kill him, but she definitely cares about him. I really was lost in my own thoughts." Ye Mingshang thought as he stood up.
"Let's go to Wang Yu's house."
A little over ten minutes later, they arrived at the building where Wang Yu lived and saw several police officers monitoring the surroundings. Joan was also there, preparing to greet him, but he gestured for her to stop.
He then didn't let Xu Chen and Lu Mingxuan follow him and went alone to Wang Yu's door. He was about to knock when he realized the door was unlocked. He opened it and walked inside, finding Wang Yu sitting on the sofa smoking. Upon seeing him, Wang Yu obviously froze for a moment.
Seeing that haggard face, Ye Mingshang felt a twinge of sympathy. However, thinking about how his presence might lead to more deaths made him harden his heart.
"Wang Yu opened his mouth, ready to speak, but was suddenly knocked to the ground by a punch from the other party. His cigarette fell, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"Cough! What are you doing?!" Wang Yu coughed violently while glaring at him in anger.
At this point, he couldn't help but feel resentment. Ye Mingshang glared back and pretended to be fierce, saying, "Hmph! It's all because of you that so many people died. Just wait, I'll make sure to kill you!"
As he spoke, Ye Mingshang lunged forward and punched Wang Yu in the face. However, he didn't use much strength; it was just the strength of an ordinary person. Wang Yu was already very weak, and Ye Mingshang was genuinely afraid that if he used too much force, he might kill him.
Nevertheless, even without much force, it was enough for Wang Yu to endure. After a few hits, his face was bruised and swollen as he shouted, "Stop hitting me! I didn't want any of this to happen!"
Ye Mingshang continued swinging his fists while angrily cursing, "You bastard! This is all your fault! I bet you're the one behind this. If I kill you, no one else will die!"
Wang Yu, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, curled up and struggled to say, "I really... I really didn't mean to... please stop."
Seeing that Wang Yu was in such a state and still not responding, Ye Mingshang frowned in thought. "Can he really endure this?" He then picked up a fruit knife from the table and pretended to be fierce as he prepared to stab down.
"Clink!"
Just as the fruit knife was only ten centimeters away from Wang Yu's head, something struck the knife away. Ye Mingshang pretended not to hold on properly and let the fruit knife fall.
"Swish!"
A ghostly figure lunged forward and directly knocked Ye Mingshang away, causing him to fall to the ground and cry out in pain."
Suddenly, in the originally empty room, a woman appeared, hovering half a foot off the ground, radiating a ghostly blue light. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes bulged out, and there was a distinct mark around her neck, indicating that she was a Deadbeat.
The ghost floated there with a blank expression. Although she showed no emotion, one could sense her anger as her eyes fixated on Ye Mingshang, who was writhing on the ground in pain. "His life is mine; how dare you kill him!"
Listening to the ghost's eerie tone, Ye Mingshang grinned and stood up, looking at her with confusion. "What are you? A hologram?"
The ghost glared at him and leaned forward, lunging at him. Ye Mingshang's eyes widened, and he quickly dodged to the side, rolling over to the window where he secretly affixed a talisman.
The ghost charged at him again, and he dodged once more. He glanced back at the bathroom; it was a bit far away. The ghost, with a pale face, unleashed a wave of ghostly energy that sent him flying out, landing right at the bathroom door. He used his body to shield himself and stuck another talisman.
Taking advantage of the moments when he was dodging or being attacked by the ghost, he managed to place talismans in the bedroom and at the front door.
"Die for me!" The ghost screamed as she lunged forward with her ghostly claws.
However, this time Ye Mingshang did not flee in panic nor did he get hit; instead, he slapped a talisman onto the ground.
"Buzz!"
Accompanied by a buzzing sound and a flash of light, the ghost let out a shriek as she was sent flying backward.
This young man, who had only been dodging until now, suddenly appeared deep and resolute as if transformed into an abyss. He looked at her as if she were merely a monkey.
Realizing she had been tricked and unable to fight back, the ghost turned to flee. But was it really that easy?
"Bang!"
The female ghost rushed to the window, only to be knocked back by a beam of golden light. Her expression changed drastically as she quickly flew towards the front door, but again, she was sent flying back by another beam of golden light. No matter which direction she tried to escape, she was always thrown back. Throughout the entire ordeal, Ye Mingshang simply watched her, as if he were observing a circus act.
The female ghost steadied herself and glared at him fiercely. "If you have such power, why pretend to be weak?"
Ye Mingshang shrugged. "Because performing monkey tricks is quite fun."
Though he said this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly inside. It was unfortunate that despite his great abilities, the greatest skill a ghost possessed was the ability to escape. If he didn't trap her and allowed her to fly away, he wouldn't be able to catch her at all. So no matter how powerful he was, he had to resort to the simplest methods.
The female ghost narrowed her eyes and lunged forward. Ye Mingshang merely smiled disdainfully and gently reached out to grab her head.
His strength was immense; the female ghost screamed in agony as he squeezed her, her voice sounding utterly chilling. She struggled wildly, but it was of no use.
Gradually, her face began to deform under his grip, his hand like an iron claw threatening to crush her skull.
"I curse you! I curse you!" the female ghost screamed hoarsely.
Ye Mingshang replied calmly, "Go curse in hell."
(To be continued.)
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