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A sharp pain pierced my chest as Mu Xuanche's fingers penetrated my clothing and dug into my skin. Blood slowly dripped from his fingers onto the ground, while the maniacal laughter of Shangguan Mingyue echoed from the other side.
Mu Xuanche's gaze turned increasingly fierce, yet I seemed to catch a glimpse of something different in his eyes.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, the coffin behind Shangguan Mingyue exploded, sending a thick cloud of smoke billowing out. Mu Xuanche quickly withdrew his hand from me and dashed forward, gripping Shangguan Mingyue by the throat.
The turn of events was so abrupt that it took me a moment to process what was happening. Shangguan Mingyue's face began to contort; I couldn’t let anything happen to her.
"Mu Xuanche, let Mingyue go! She must be under the control of the Cult of Spirits!" I rushed over and grabbed Mu Xuanche's arm, pleading for him to release Shangguan Mingyue.
He turned to glance at me, his obsidian-like eyes radiating a cold, piercing light. "Look closely; is she really Shangguan Mingyue?"
Dazed by his words, my hand lingered on Mu Xuanche's arm as I scrutinized Shangguan Mingyue carefully.
She cried out with a face full of grievance, "Yan Xi, save me! I’m not in control of myself; I’ve been manipulated and don’t know anything. You have to save me, Yan Xi!"
The identical face, even the voice was the same—how could she not be the same person?
I kept retreating, trembling as I stared at Shangguan Mingyue and said, "You’re not her. Who are you really?"
She looked at me with a pitiful expression, stubborn tears welling up in her eyes, her gaze fixed on me. "Why don’t you believe me? We’re good sisters! Please, you have to save me!"
Hearing this, I laughed; it was easy to judge.
"No, you are definitely not Shangguan Mingyue."
Seeing my determination, the woman stopped her clumsy act and frowned. "Why are you so sure?"
"Yes, you mimic her well, but you don’t understand Shangguan Mingyue’s personality enough. If I hadn’t saved her, with her temper, she would have already cursed me out. How could she still be begging like this?"
"Hehehe..."
Since she wasn’t Shangguan Mingyue, I decided not to care about what Mu Xuanche would do.
I took a step back, leaving the decision to Mu Xuanche.
I noticed Mu Xuanche's grip tightening as the imposter Shangguan Mingyue continued to plead for mercy.
With thin lips, he coldly uttered a few words, "Where is my body?"
"Is it that if I tell you the location, you'll let me go?" Imposter Shangguan Mingyue replied.
Mu Xuanche's eyes glinted like cold stars as his thin lips curled into a disdainful smile. "Those who negotiate with me never end well."
His right hand tightened around Imposter Shangguan Mingyue's neck while his left hand unleashed a wave of energy towards her face, instantly swelling her features.
A cold smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth as he sent another wave of energy her way. Imposter Shangguan Mingyue could barely endure it any longer.
Spitting out blood, she managed to gasp, "Underground... in the Underground..."
"Hmph."
Mu Xuanche scoffed and threw her to the ground.
As he raised his hand again, I was almost certain that this time, Imposter Shangguan Mingyue would not survive.
Just as Mu Xuanche was about to strike, a plume of green smoke suddenly erupted from where Imposter Shangguan Mingyue lay, choking us both.
Seemingly concerned for my safety, Mu Xuanche rushed over to shield me. When the smoke finally cleared, only a talisman remained on the ground.
I reached out to pick up the talisman for a closer look, but Mu Xuanche stopped me.
"It's already done, no need to get your hands dirty."
We both returned to the Zhao Family, and I knew Mu Xuanche was preparing to go underground to find his body.
I initially wanted to follow him down, but he wouldn't allow it.
He sent me out of the village and instructed me to contact my senior brother, informing him of the basic situation. Mu Xuanche reminded me to mention the matters concerning the Cult of Spirits, but not to bring up his physical body or Imposter Shangguan Mingyue.
My senior brother told me that our master had also come down from the mountain and instructed me to meet up in the nearby B City.
There had recently been a Dead Forum in B City; whenever someone posted about a death, someone would die shortly after.
Our master was invited to take a look, and we needed to join him.
Standing at the station, I suppressed my various emotions as I looked at him.
I wanted to ask him about the recent events but hesitated and ultimately gave up.
With a face full of grievance, I said, "When will you come find me?"
He gently reached out and stroked my hair, whispering, "Alright, you stay close to your master. I'll come find you once I've dealt with everything. At least you'll be safe with him. Remember, don't get involved with anything related to the Cult of Spirits, okay?"
Mu Xuanche reminded me several times before he was finally assured that I had truly taken it to heart and left.
At a quarter past three in the afternoon, I arrived at the designated location sent by Li Mubai. Both Shangguan Mingyue and Li Mubai were already there.
My master sat in the center of the conference room, surrounded by two individuals who appeared to be executives of the company, eagerly engaging in conversation with him.
As I entered, all eyes turned to me. After a glance in my direction, my master introduced me to the people beside him, saying, "This is my most talented disciple, Gu Si."
Those in the business world know how to flatter; one of them smiled at me and exclaimed to my master, "Jade Sun True Person, you are truly remarkable. Your disciples are all exceptional talents."
"President Chen, you flatter me. My disciples can be quite unruly; I hope I haven't disturbed you," my master replied.
Seeing that the two were exchanging pleasantries, I took a seat next to Shangguan Mingyue.
Li Mubai handed me some materials for review. It turned out to be information regarding the haunting incidents at Zhenhua Technology. There was a forum in B City dedicated to supernatural phenomena where users frequently shared their unusual experiences. Some writers even posted their fictional stories there, making the forum particularly popular.
However, things took a strange turn after a post titled "Death Ten Methods" surfaced.
People continued to die, and now the fifth person had passed away, four of whom were from Zhenhua Technology.
After the police investigated online, they discovered that this post described five different methods of death, all eerily identical to the circumstances surrounding the five deceased individuals.
The first man died suddenly at his computer, frothing at the mouth. The demands of his programming job were intense, so his sudden death only cost Zhenhua Technology a significant amount of money and did not raise any alarms.
The second man hanged himself at home. He lived alone, and no one knew the reason behind his suicide. All that remained was a sense of regret; people didn’t pay much attention to it.
By the way, all five deceased were men of similar age, around their fifties.
The third death was where things began to get strange. He was found hanging upside down in his home, blood flowing from all seven orifices to form an inverted swastika on the floor.
The fourth victim had lost all the skin on his lower body when he died. To this day, the police had yet to find any trace of that skin.
The fifth victim died particularly peacefully, without a single wound, as if he had simply fallen asleep—yet he passed away in plain sight in the office. The entire incident was now sealed off.
The source of the post remained undiscovered, and the police were deeply concerned about the emergence of a sixth method of death. They needed to catch the murderer before another victim fell prey.
When I saw that inverted swastika, my hands began to tremble. I had just promised Mu Xuanche not to get involved with matters concerning the Cult of Spirits. Should I withdraw now? But I was so curious about what these people had experienced.
I pointed to the swastika in the third image and showed it to Shangguan Mingyue. "Mingyue, I saw this symbol during my visit to Red Flag Village."
"I also encountered it in White Village, almost losing my life. Fortunately, my senior brother arrived just in time. I was worried about you, Master. Your Ghost Husband came to find you, and that’s when I finally felt relieved."
Shangguan Mingyue's words shocked me. I didn't expect that Master would know about Mu Xuanche's arrival. What exactly is going on between them? Why did Master agree to let Mu Xuanche come looking for me?
Does Master also know that Mu Xuanche's physical body is in Zhao Village? Does he know about the False Mingyue? The mysteries are piling up.
I couldn't even focus on the materials anymore. I started to feel restless; being cooped up like a fool was truly uncomfortable.
Master noticed my unease and glanced at Li Mubai.
"Bright Moon, you and Gu Si should go out for a walk. Don't stay cooped up in the conference room."
Li Mubai spoke, which meant it was Master's order. Shangguan Mingyue had already been unable to sit still and pulled me up to leave.
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