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I kicked the woman in the chest with all my strength; after all, she was quite terrifying, and I couldn't afford to be careless.
My kick sent her tumbling backward, rolling over a few times before crashing into the door.
"Uwaah!" An angry shout came from the private room, clearly disturbed by the noise of her collision.
Then, from inside the room, a Massage Girl opened the door to see what was happening.
Suddenly, the woman on the ground reached out her hand, and with a sickening sound, her palm plunged into the chest of the Masseur. Blood gushed out as she seemed to suck it in like a vampire.
I quietly stepped back. Damn it, my backpack wasn't nearby, and I felt incredibly frustrated and scared. Without my Peach Wood Sword or Talisman, facing such an unknown creature was terrifying.
"What are you?" I asked.
Her eyes turned blood red as she grinned at me. Her hair fell loose, and then half of her face began to rot and twist, chunks of decaying flesh dropping off.
"Onmyoji," she laughed. One side of her face remained smooth and youthful while the other had transformed into a rotting corpse.
She pointed at me, and at that moment, her clothes began to fall apart. Half of her body was now that of a grotesque corpse while the other half looked vibrant and fresh.
"Half human, half ghost," she advanced toward me step by step. "Damn Han people! You should stay in your own country! Why did you come here? Why?!"
I looked at this woman and said, "Alright, Onmyoji, I admit you... you are indeed quite powerful. We don't have much enmity between us; why not negotiate? Can we negotiate? Besides, you speak Chinese; you must be Chinese too. We shouldn't fight among ourselves."
"Fight among ourselves?" She sneered. As she smiled, more rotten flesh continued to fall from her decayed face, revealing maggots within. "Do you know why my ancestors were Chinese but became Onmyoji in Japan? It's because of you filthy Han people! You forced us Onmyoji to flee to this island! And now my brother Izumi Ichiro has no grudge against you! Why did you break my curse and secretly kill my brother?"
Suddenly it clicked for me. I looked at this woman and said, "You... you're Izumi Ichiro's sister! You're Mizuko Izumi! The blood coffin at Gao Zhi's bedroom door was placed there by you! You... you want revenge for your brother?!"
Meiko smirked, resembling a fusion of a messenger and a demon. Her decayed arm slowly reached out as she said, "I possess the gift of a Yin-Yang Master, so I chose to become one, existing between humans and spirits, in the realm of Yin and Yang! I can appear as a human or communicate with ghosts and corpses, but the price I pay is to live as neither human nor ghost! Each time I bridge the gap between Yin and Yang, I endure the pain of rotting bones and corroded heart! I do not wish to be your enemy, but initially, I intended to send you to the chaotic realm of Yin-Yang to become food for ghouls. It would have been simple, but you managed to escape. Since that is the case, I must deal with you personally!"
As Meiko spoke, she advanced toward me. By the time she finished her sentence, she was just a meter away from me. As soon as her words fell, she lunged at me.
I kicked forward, aiming for Meiko's chest.
"Bang!"
This time, it was not Meiko who flew back; it was me.
I hadn’t anticipated Meiko’s strength to be so immense. My kick had sent me flying instead, crashing into the partition of the Massage Room.
With a loud crack, the wooden wall broke upon impact.
Inside the room, Gao Zhi and a few others stared at me, their eyes somewhat dazed.
I realized then that there was something wrong with the air in this room; it was at least capable of inducing a state of euphoria!
At that moment, I noticed a foul odor emanating from the Massage Girl beside me. I should have been alert by then, but it wasn’t until things became dangerous that I finally reacted!
As a half-Yin half-Yang master, it was entirely normal for Meiko to carry such a stench!
"Song Fei, what are you doing?" Gao Zhi asked from where he lay. He had already wrapped himself around the female celebrity beside him; her clothes had long since disappeared.
I pointed toward outside the Massage Room and said, "Hurry up, prepare... to run."
"Why?" Gao Zhi and Ayaka asked in unison.
"Crack... Crack..."
A voice echoed, and then Meiko walked in.
This time, Gao Zhi and the others finally came to their senses.
"What the hell! What is this?!" Gao Zhi shouted at me, tumbling off the tatami mat. Ayaka and another female celebrity screamed as they ran down.
"You all are going to die!"
Meiko sneered, her voice low and menacing. With a wave of her putrid arm, the lights in the Massage Room flickered ominously.
"Run!" Gao Zhi was the most alert among us; he grabbed me and tried to dash outside.
"Don't run!" I pulled Gao Zhi back, also grabbing Ayaka. "It's useless to run now. We're in a basement, it's nighttime, and the Eerie Energy is too strong. She can easily create a Wall of Ghosts. If we run, we might end up injuring ourselves or even stumble into the boiling water room and scald ourselves to death."
As I spoke, the other three massage therapists in the Massage Room didn’t understand me. Upon seeing Meiko, they bolted out through the back door.
Before long, their piercing screams echoed from a distance.
I took a few deep breaths. "Gao Zhi, we have to fight. My backpack isn't with me, so we can't be careless. She's powerful, but she doesn't seem very fast. We still have a chance."
Hearing this, Gao Zhi immediately steeled himself. He picked up a teacup from the table beside him and said, "Alright, I trust you. I refuse to believe that two big guys like us can't take down a Massage Girl."
"Good!" I sighed with relief; with Gao Zhi's help, our odds were looking better.
"Gao Zhi, remember to aim for her fleshier side; that part is human and should be easier to deal with."
"Got it!"
We spoke loudly as we gained courage, then moved toward the female corpse while Ayaka and the other celebrity huddled in the corner.
Meiko smirked, and as she turned her head, her eyes locked onto Gao Zhi.
I sensed trouble immediately and shouted, "Gao Zhi, close your eyes!"
Gao Zhi quickly shut his eyes and exclaimed, "Are you playing a killing game? Why do I have to close my eyes?"
"Don't make eye contact with her! Open your eyes!" I urged.
Gao Zhi was an experienced person—not in the sense of dealing with ghosts, but in combat. Some people may have trained in martial arts but still falter in a real fight. Others, even without formal training, can be formidable when it comes to actual combat; their experience, courage, and ability to react under pressure are often more crucial than mere physical strength.
Gao Zhi clearly belonged to the latter category. He understood my intent immediately and charged at Meiko with his teacup raised.
I rushed toward Meiko from the other side.
Meiko swung both arms at us.
"Bang!"
Her decayed arm struck me, and without any doubt, I was knocked back three steps. The other arm, a human one, lacked strength; when it hit Gao Zhi, he swiftly rolled and twisted his arm, flipping Meiko's human arm behind her. Then, with a loud crash, he smashed the glass cup against Meiko's head.
Blood gushed from her head as her other arm clamped around Gao Zhi's neck.
At that moment, I got back up. Taking advantage of Meiko's focus on Gao Zhi, I grabbed a shard of glass from the broken teacup on the ground and thrust it forcefully into Meiko's head.
"Thud..." Half of Meiko's body collapsed to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably. Black, foul blood pooled around her.
Meiko glared at me; she was half alive and half dead. Regardless of whether I had destroyed her physical form or her ghostly essence, she was finished.
Gao Zhi's face turned pale as he staggered back two steps before leaning against me. He gripped my hand tightly, panic evident in his voice. "Song Fei, hurry! Am I... am I going to die?"
I turned to look at Gao Zhi's neck and said, "It's nothing, just a bit too tight from the grip, but I wasn't affected by the Corpse Poison."
"Gosh!" Gao Zhi let out a sigh of relief. He pointed at the corpse on the ground and asked, "Who is this person?"
"The one who harmed you, Izumi Ichiro's sister. You killed Izumi Ichiro, so now she's come to take revenge on us. The Onmyoji are indeed powerful!" I sighed.
Gao Zhi looked at me and asked, "The kind of Onmyoji from legends, like Abe Haruzo? Able to foresee the future and avoid misfortune?"
I shook my head. "Those are fake Onmyoji, similar to the fortune tellers in our country. This Meiko is a real Onmyoji—half yin, half yang; half human, half ghost—able to communicate with spirits."
Gao Zhi's mouth dropped open in shock. After a moment, he said, "So Izumi Ichiro was that formidable. It’s a good thing you’re here; otherwise, this guy would have definitely killed me. Moreover, he could easily control the entire Shankou Gang. At that point, the right-wing Hawk Faction in Japan would surely rise to power again. Who knows, Japan might return to militaristic politics."
I waved my hand dismissively. "Alright, I'm not interested in any of that. Let's leave first; I don't want to stir up trouble here..."
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