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Chapter 207: The Price
Men like virgins; they want their girlfriends to be virgins, their wives to be virgins, and their mistresses to be virgins. However, they forget that while they are taking one virgin after another, someone else is paying the price for them. When they sleep with someone else's wife, others are also sleeping with their wives.
This world is inherently fair!
Just like Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, they have endless work to do. After being summoned by me, although the time was brief, the price I had to pay for it could very well be my lifespan or even my soul.
Chickpea Noodles smiled, trying to pull her little hand away from mine in a very uncooperative manner. As I watched Ghost Fire slowly consume her body, my heart felt like it was being cut into pieces. I didn’t know why I felt this heartache; perhaps it was due to her selflessness or my suspicion, but more so, I just didn’t want anyone around me to get hurt.
I knew that if this continued, Chickenshit would eventually be completely consumed by Ghost Fire’s Chen Xiong. The problem was that I didn’t have the strength to resist anymore and could only shout loudly, “Rooster! Help me!”
Ghost Seal is a treasure that seals away yin entities! Unless one knows how to unlock it, the seal will never loosen. Although I hoped Rooster could come out to help me, I knew that it was unrealistic. Even though I felt something moving in my Bloodstained Bag, Rooster still did not appear, and Chickenshit was already consumed up to her neck by Ghost Fire.
“Smida, will you miss me?” Chickenshit suddenly laughed. Despite the pain on her face, she said with a smile, “When you think of me, be happy!”
I shook my head continuously; however, Ghost Fire ultimately consumed all of Chickenshit’s form, and at that moment, her remaining hand completely slipped from my grasp.
“Bastard!” I shouted angrily. “Spit Chickenshit out!”
I held onto the Frying Pan and struck at Ghost Fire. At that moment, Ghost Fire did not disperse but was firmly hit away by the pan. Part of Chickenshit that had been swallowed was actually spat out at that moment.
However, after I knocked Ghost Fire away, it was already far from me. I hurriedly ran over, wanting to knock out more of her form. Yet Ghost Fire opened its mouth wide again and swallowed Chickenshit’s entire body once more.
At that moment, I fell into complete despair.
However, at that moment, a petite figure suddenly appeared on the other side of Ghost Fire.
“Loser is just Loser!”
A pleasant voice suddenly rang out, and then the petite figure rushed a few steps in front of Ghost Fire. In her hands, two white ribbons suddenly appeared, and she tied them around Ghost Fire, pulling them tightly.
“Wow…”
Ghost Fire made a gagging motion, and then the drenched Chickenshit was completely spat out from its large mouth.
What happened next was something that left me utterly astonished.
After being spat out, Chickenshit did not lie on the Ground to recuperate but suddenly flew up, bursting forth with dazzling flames. It then opened its big mouth wide and swallowed the entire Ghost Fire, along with the white ribbons, in one gulp.
“This!”
The petite figure was completely stunned. Through the flames surrounding Chickenshit, I could clearly see that it was none other than Murong Duoduo. How did she get here?
“Loser, make her spit it out!” Murong Duoduo said to me while tugging on the ribbons in her hands.
Chickenshit had swallowed the whole Ghost Fire, and the ribbons tied to Ghost Fire were also consumed. However, the other ends of the ribbons were still in Murong Duoduo's hands. It was as if they were playing tug-of-war; Chickenshit desperately tried to eat the ribbons like noodles, but Murong Duoduo held on tightly without letting go.
The ribbons of the Yin-Yang Master, I don’t know what secret method they used, could not only be used to save people but also to save ghosts. All of the Yin-Yang Master's techniques were primarily focused on soothing and caring for ghosts; none were meant to harm them.
This also meant that although the ribbons could bind ghosts and be used as a magical tool, they actually had no lethal power. The reason Murong Duoduo was able to bind Chen Xiong was entirely because I had injured Chen Xiong thoroughly beforehand, and on top of that, Chen Xiong had just swallowed Chickenshit, leaving him somewhat indigested.
It’s not just Murong Duoduo; even I didn’t expect that Chickenshit would actually swallow Chen Xiong.
“Loser! What are you standing there for? Hurry up!” Murong Duoduo spread her legs in a bow stance and forcefully pulled on the bandage.
I smiled slightly and walked over to Murong Duoduo, glancing at her as she was locked in a stalemate with Chickenshit. I then raised my right hand slightly and scooped under her armpit.
“Ah!” Murong Duoduo screamed as I scooped her, and she immediately released her right hand. At that moment, Chickenshit took the opportunity to suck the entire bandage into its mouth.
“What are you doing?” Murong Duoduo shouted at me after realizing that her bandage had been eaten by Chickenshit. “Do you know you’re helping it?”
“Really?” I withdrew my hand and asked Chickenshit: “Are you full now?”
Surrounded by Ghost Fire, Chickenshit didn’t answer me but nodded instead, then transformed into a white light and returned to my Ghost Seal.
This creature is full and needs to rest, just like ghosts; I completely understand.
“Loser! You’re so despicable!” Murong Duoduo swung her small fist at me, but I quickly grabbed her little hand and said, “Alright, stop messing around. This isn’t over yet!”
Murong Duoduo looked around. After Chickenshit disappeared, the surroundings returned to darkness. She couldn’t help but shiver and then leaned closer to me.
“If you’re scared, why are you still here?” I couldn’t help but ask.
Murong Duoduo rolled her eyes at me but didn’t respond. I took out a Compass from my Bloodstained Bag, placed it in front of me, and looked at it. The direction indicated by the needle was where the Yin Qi was strongest.
In fact, there are many ways to determine if there are ghosts. For example, I can use my Open Third Eye, but ultimately my Heavenly Eye is just a human eye; it can’t see through walls. At this time, a Compass is needed to guide the way. Of course, one can also use a bowl of water and chopsticks to discern the direction of ghosts or even use a raw egg to find out where the Yin Qi is heaviest.
After seeing the pointer on the Compass, I slowly brought Murong Duoduo to the rooftop.
The rooftop of the International Trade Building offers a view of the entire Urban Area. At this moment, it should be a little past five in the morning, and standing on the rooftop, I could already vaguely see the morning light.
There were four 'people' on the rooftop: Ding Jin, Pretty Boy, Guo Yongjia, and Guo Dong.
Once we reached the rooftop, I slowly raised my right hand and pointed the Frying Pan at the four of them, saying calmly, "It's your turn."
The four of them stood at the edge of the railing, gazing into the distance, seemingly ignoring me. I felt overlooked.
"I haven't seen a sunrise in a long time," Ding Jin said as she looked far away.
Pretty Boy nodded beside her. "For us, sunrise is just sunset; we rest at sunset, and that's life."
"I’m almost done crafting your paper bodies. Once you have your paper bodies, as long as you take precautions, you can watch the sunrise," Guo Yongjia said timely.
Guo Dong had his hands behind his back and remained silent, but I could tell that all four of them were in a soul form and did not yet have paper bodies.
At this moment, I angrily said, "Guo Yongjia, don't forget that you are also a person!"
Guo Yongjia did not respond to me but instead said to Guo Dong, "Dad, Chen Xiong is dead; it seems like a good thing!"
Guo Dong nodded, slightly opening his hands that were behind his back. Then he closed his eyes and looked up to the sky, taking a deep breath before slowly saying, "From now on, it will be our father-son world!"
"It seems I'm unnecessary!" Ding Jin said with a smile.
"Dog shit!
I feel like my self-esteem has been severely insulted, as if I am the one who is unnecessary, feeling ignored by others is simply terrible.
At this moment, I can no longer tolerate it. I want my Frying Pan to tell them that I'm very angry and the consequences will be serious.
However, as I rushed towards them, they suddenly jumped over the railing and directly leaped off the rooftop. I ran to the edge of the railing and looked at the four ghosts disappearing into the night sky, feeling furious in an instant.
"Bastards, if you have the guts, don't run away!" I shouted loudly down below.
Murong Duoduo came to my side, looked down, and then shook his head.
I helplessly collapsed onto the Ground. They dared to jump because they wouldn't die from the fall. I couldn't possibly catch up to them, but Guo Yongjia wouldn't be able to escape. All I lacked was evidence; once I had it, I could even bring the police directly to his house to find him.
After a busy night, to be honest, I'm quite tired. The ghosts in the International Trade Building have mostly been dealt with; all that's left is to come during the day to disperse the Yin Qi and set up some formations.
But compared to all this, I feel like there is something more important that I need to confirm.
I took out my phone and sent a text message to Yan Shan Shan. The message read: I want to duel your husband.
After sending the message, I lay on the floor staring at the sky. After a while, my phone's text notification went off. I picked it up and saw that the reply said: Why?
I answered honestly: Because peanut rice.
Then, not long after, the text notification rang again: Alright! I'll accept your childish duel invitation. Three days later, at the Cemetery, we won't miss each other."
In today's world, the term "Duel" seems somewhat ridiculous; however, it still prevails in certain industries, such as the gaming competition industry and our paper-cutting industry.
Guo Yongjia is very clever, making it difficult to find a handle on him, so I decided to use a special method to challenge him.
Duel!
A Duel refers to a situation where both parties voluntarily agree to a life-and-death challenge, witnessed by relevant individuals, to compare skills in academics, martial arts, or other disciplines.
I initially only thought of Liu Yiyi, Guo Yang, Guo Jia, and the thirty-some police officers from my Cemetery, feeling a bit indignant. However, I didn't expect that she would actually agree.
To be safe, I immediately made a phone call. After three rings, Guo Yongjia's voice came through.
"I want to Duel with you," I asked tentatively. Out of concern, I even pressed the recording button.
"I have already agreed," Guo Yongjia said.
I sensed something was off in his voice. He seemed to be crying. I was puzzled; does Guo Yongjia ever cry? Didn't he just threaten to make a big move? Why did he suddenly change? Could it be...
Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked, "What happened to Shan Shan?"
"What happens to my wife has nothing to do with you?" Guo Yongjia choked out. "Three days from now, in the Cemetery, I will have a fair life-and-death duel with you."
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