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Chapter 165: The Disaster of Misfortune
“Loser! Do you think that by doing this, you can let your Shidi leave in peace?” the woman shouted at me.
“At least he won’t be tormented anymore!” I didn’t want to argue much. As I slightly exerted force with my right hand, just as I was about to tear the photo, the woman grabbed my hand and forcefully shook it off.
“You poor Loser, are you tired of living?” the woman yelled at me.
The seven Tombs here do not belong to my Shidi Pan Shenbao. The one who set up the formation merely covered the photos of the deceased with Pan Shenbao’s photo at these seven positions and then performed the spell to set up the formation. I was very clear about this.
I also knew that after I tore up the photo, the Yin Ghosts locked in this formation would miss their chance to go to the Underworld, turning into wandering souls, which could potentially harm others. Meanwhile, if Pan Shenbao’s Seven Souls were lucky, they could regroup. However, even if the Three Souls and Seven Spirits returned to the yin body simultaneously, the yin body would still suffer damage. If luck was bad, their souls would scatter, and they would never be able to reincarnate.
But so what?
I felt that even if I tore up the photo and Pan Shenbao’s soul scattered, he definitely wouldn’t want his soul to be trapped with so many Yin Ghosts, tormented day in and day out, leaving behind a bad reputation.
After I tore up the photo, as long as the Yin Ghosts here didn’t escape in a short time, I could easily summon Yin Soldiers to guide them; there was no question of harming anyone.
At that moment, I knew my expression was far from good because although this woman was beautiful, at that moment, I suddenly found her so detestable. So I coldly said, “You better not stop me; otherwise, I might break my principle of not hitting women!”
“You poor Loser!” The woman ignored me and pointed to the center of the cemetery, saying, “Go take a look in the middle. If after seeing it you still plan to tear up the photo, I won’t stop you.”
Although I was very angry, this woman had discovered the Seven Gates Ghost Sealing Formation before me and had clearly been observing here for a long time. So I could only shake my hand and walked to the center of the Cemetery.
In the center of the Cemetery, there were three Tombs arranged in a triangular formation.
This method of building tombs is called Imperial Style!
Imagine the Three-Faced Orientation, where other tombstones are right under their noses, like a group of Deities worshipping the three emperors.
This burial method aims to change fortunes, and for the owners of other Tombs, the impact is minimal. The only effect is that even if the owners of other Tombs are reincarnated, they can only look up to these three tombs, unable to surpass them.
Logically speaking, these Three Sovereigns are not particularly remarkable; at least they won't harm anyone. But the problem lies in the presence of a Seven Gates Ghost Sealing Formation outside.
Although these three Tombs do not bear photos of Pan Shenbao, the simultaneous appearance of the Three Sovereigns and the Seven Gates Ghost Sealing Formation in one place raises significant issues.
Consider this: how would it be for a Pan Shenbao trying to trap three emperors leading an army?
That’s not even the main concern. The key issue is that there are three commanding figures here who will organize and systematically retaliate against Pan Shenbao. Once I tear down the photo of Pan Shenbao, the Yin Ghosts here will definitely not allow Pan Shenbao Three Souls and Seven Spirits to return smoothly. Under the leadership of these three commanders, they will act together in ways that cannot be stopped.
An organized and disciplined army is not so easily halted. If the tomb owners of these three leaders are released, since they cannot be reincarnated, even if they reach the Underworld, they will only become wandering ghosts, causing chaos unless Ox-Head and Horse-Face Black and White Impermanence Four Great Buddhas come simultaneously; otherwise, it would be impossible to contain them.
“Hey, Loser, what’s up?” a woman said to me.
I gritted my teeth and replied, “Relocate the tombs!”
With no leader among them, what do I have to fear? I could call upon a group of Yin Chai to come and capture the other spirits sealed here!
“Oh? Is that so?” the woman mocked. “It seems you’re not a Loser, but a Rich Tycoon! Do you know who the owners of these three Tombs are? You think you can just relocate their tombs? Is your dad someone important? Or is some big shot your godfather?”
I ignored her sarcasm, memorized the names of the three individuals on the tombstone, and hurried toward the city center.
I didn’t care how wealthy or powerful the owners of those three tombs were; I couldn’t let my Shidi suffer an undeserved disaster; otherwise, it would be against natural justice.
Upon returning to the city center, I first went back to my Paper Shop to gather all my belongings. Over the years, I had traveled among people, helping them exorcise ghosts and capture monsters. I had earned some money—though not much, I still had several hundred thousand.
In the past, Pan Shenbao often called me a rogue businessman! I do not deny this; he said so because he did not understand how tough life can be. Sometimes, loving money may be sinful, but if it’s to make up for a greater sin, then what’s wrong with that?
The main entrance of the Paper Shop was tightly closed. I took out my key and opened the door. As soon as I stepped inside, I felt something was off. Before I could figure out what was happening, a dark hood was thrown over my head.
"Who is it!" I yelled, filled with rage, and swung my fists wildly in front of me. Suddenly, two people grabbed my hands and restrained them.
"What the hell! Did I step on something I shouldn't have lately? Are you all here to bully me?" Furious, I lifted my right foot and kicked at the person on my right.
"Ah!"
Hearing the scream brought me joy. After my right foot landed, I kicked with my left foot towards the left.
To my surprise, this time I missed, and several people quickly pinned me down to the ground.
"Stay still!"
"Don't move!"
"Tie him up!"
"Take him away!"
...
Amidst the chaotic voices, before I could understand what was happening, I was pushed into a vehicle. The car started, and I was forcibly taken to another location. Two people pressed me into a chair, and my hands were restrained to the sides of the chair, leaving my feet immobilized as well.
What on earth is going on? Since when did robbers become so brazen?
At that moment, I felt an indescribable anger. The tens of thousands of dollars I had saved up were probably gone now. Did this group of kidnappers bring me here to extort money?
After a while, the black hood over my head was finally removed. I hurriedly opened my eyes to see who these kidnappers were. However, as soon as I opened them, I was blinded by two bright lights, making me see stars before instinctively closing them again.
"Name!" a deep voice echoed.
I slowly opened my eyes and shouted, "Screw you!"
Damn it, I'm all alone with no family or friends; I don't believe they can do anything to me.
"What?" The deep voice came from across the table again.
At this moment, I gradually adjusted to the light and squinted to see the two men sitting opposite me.
They were two men dressed in uniforms marked with 'Police' insignia. Seeing such official attire instantly made me lose my temper.
"Name!" The one questioning me was a very burly police officer, and beside him was a Female Officer taking notes.
I retorted, "So what if you're wearing a uniform? A ten-dollar three-piece suit; it's not like I can't afford it!"
The male officer glared at me, then pulled out a police badge from his waist bag and waved it in front of my eyes, saying, "You better cooperate a bit; try to earn some merit for your crimes, or you'll regret it!"
Although he only flashed it briefly, I still saw clearly that this guy's last name was Wang. I couldn't make out the other two characters, but his title read Captain, so I muttered, "Captain Wang, I, Cao Qilong, believe I haven't done anything wrong. On what grounds are you arresting me?"
"On what grounds?" Captain Wang picked up a stack of documents and threw them in front of me. He then pointed at the photo on top and asked, "Do you recognize her?"
"Liu Yiyi?" I couldn't help but say.
Captain Wang removed the top photo, and next, I saw the second picture.
In the photo, Liu Yiyi lay naked in a pool of blood. A rebar was thrust straight into her lower body, while her facial expression showed a slight smile at the corners of her mouth, her pupils dilated, revealing an almost insane grin.
"Cao Qilong, when was the last time you saw Liu Yiyi?" Captain Wang asked as he sat across from me.
To talk about Captain Wang, I do have some impression of him because I once heard my Shidi mention him, so I didn't answer his question but instead asked, "Captain Wang, I wonder if you know my Shidi Pan Shenbao?"
Captain Wang was taken aback for a moment and then asked, "What do you mean by that? Although Master Pan has saved many people in our police force, we still need to address this matter as it is! As for Master Pan, we will contact someone. If you really are Master Pan's senior apprentice, we will handle it accordingly and won't hold your assault on an officer against you."
Contact someone? What’s the point? The person is already dead!
But it was clear that Captain Wang knew my Shidi. I truly didn't expect that my Shidi would leave me such a layer of connections even in the afterlife. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but recall the Seven Gates Ghost Sealing Formation in the Cemetery, feeling a deep sorrow.
"Cao Qilong, please answer our questions seriously. When was the last time you saw Liu Yiyi?" Captain Wang said again.
I took a deep breath and decided to cooperate with this Captain Wang. Not for any other reason, but so he could help me find information about the owner of the Three Sovereigns in the Cemetery. So I replied, "Last night, around three o'clock."
"Is this photo yours?" Captain Wang took out a photo sealed in an evidence bag and showed it to me. I nodded; the person in the photo was indeed me.
Last night, I had arranged for Liu Yiyi to sleep at the Paper Shop, but she said she was scared, so I gave her my most handsome photo, saying it would give her a sense of security.
Later, I don't know when Liu Yiyi left, but it's certain that she is now dead, and her death looks very strange. The rebar inserted into her lower body suggests that she might have done it herself based on the angle. Moreover, the crazy smile on her face was rather eerie.
Women may love cucumbers or bananas, but definitely not rebar!
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