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Chapter 158: Evil God
Seeing the person hurriedly leaving the house engulfed in flames, I quickly followed. Before departing, I instructed Mi and Pang to continue monitoring the situation with the burning Paper Figurine. It's better to be cautious; timing is crucial for a timely retreat. Anything could happen, and overthinking is also a possibility.
Only by leaving them behind would my heart be at ease, allowing me to fully confront that Evil Sorcerer who sought to use Evil Arts to resurrect himself through the lifeless.
The person ahead moved swiftly, likely unaware of being followed, as he never glanced back. We twisted and turned until we reached the familiar front courtyard, which was bustling with activity. Chi Ruiqiang and his wife knelt before a Bull-Headed Monster, surrounded by swirling smoke and flickering candlelight.
A stone coffin lay nearby, surrounded by various flags used in Evil Arts. A tall figure in a black cloak, resembling a slender bamboo pole, was performing incantations in front of the Evil God with an air of sinister charm.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed.
The cloaked sorcerer turned sharply, eyes filled with malice, causing the person rushing toward him to freeze in place.
I recognized the face hidden beneath the black hood—skin stretched tightly over bones, eye sockets bulging with eyes as large as cow's eggs. His appearance could terrify an ordinary person, but not me. I remained quietly concealed in the shadows, closely observing his reactions.
"Master, there's a fire!"
Indeed, it was Li Gui, the Old Monster, who had taken on an apprentice—seemingly doing quite well for himself.
Li Gui's skeletal fingers emerged from his black sleeves; they were hardly human-like, resembling dried bones as they grasped his apprentice. The sight inevitably reminded one of certain depictions of the Grim Reaper.
Yes, Li Gui was like Death itself.
"What is it?" he demanded.
"The three pavilions are on fire! There are many Paper Figurines burning!"
"Oh..." Li Gui released his grip on his apprentice and scanned the surroundings warily. His deep-set eyes darted around before suddenly locking onto my hidden position. He let out a long howl.
What the hell!
Is that a human voice? No, I quickly covered my ears, but the sound still slithered into my eardrums like a venomous snake, causing an unbearable pain. My whole body felt as if it were being gnawed at by ants, itchy and uncomfortable.
"Since the ghost has come, why hide?"
The Old Monster is quite perceptive. I had used the Invisibility Talisman and the No Breath Talisman to conceal my presence, yet he still sensed me?
In my confusion, the Old Monster walked toward my hiding spot.
My heart leaped into my throat as I debated whether to confront him.
The Old Monster's gaze was sharp, his face wearing a strange expression that was neither a smile nor a frown. Suddenly, he reached out toward me. I quickly turned my head to dodge his claws. He frowned slightly, as if pondering something, then glanced back at the dazed and terrified figure who dared not move: "Take me to see."
Damn! That scared me to death.
I had almost jumped out to confront him. Clearly, with my current abilities, I was no match for him.
Grandpa wanted me to avoid him, and I knew the reason why.
My fate is of the Yang type, while Fat's is of the Yin type. Whether it was intentional or not on Grandpa's part, we could support each other when together, generally avoiding major incidents. But Li Gui was different; he had long practiced Evil Arts, allowing dark Yin energy to invade him, leaving his body in a half-dead state—no different from a corpse. He needed a certain element to sustain himself; otherwise, he would truly become a monster that was neither human nor ghost.
This element could only be drawn from living bodies—not through the Yin-collecting Evil Arts but by gathering Yang energy to expel the toxins produced by the invading dark Yin.
Grandpa didn't want me to seek revenge because he didn't want me to become an element for Li Gui's Yang collection.
I only understood this later; my previous actions had been reckless—thoughtless recklessness that nearly ruined everything.
For now, Li Gui had been lured away by my diversionary tactic. I wondered if Fat and Mi would follow my instructions and retreat in time, keeping their distance from the Old Monster—the farther away, the better.
As soon as Li Gui left, I immediately stepped outside.
With the Invisibility Talisman activated, Chi Ruiqiang and his wife couldn't see me. I rushed to the stone coffin, getting close enough to feel the Evil Energy emanating from the Evil God. In that strange atmosphere, I inadvertently locked eyes with the Evil God.
The Evil God's eyes and body were made of stone. I had thought they were just a trick used by the Evil Sorcerer and Li Gui to deceive people, but when our triangular eyes met, a flash of red light suddenly flickered in the Evil God's gaze.
It was terrifying!
My grandfather once said that legends might not be entirely true or false.
The Evil God exists; as long as one offers human blood for forty-nine days, they can command the Evil Sorcerer who made the offering. If that's the case, tonight could really spell trouble. I was genuinely shocked, but there was no time to think further. I hurriedly leaned down to examine the stone coffin.
There was a person inside.
I couldn't tell if they were alive or dead. As I bent down and reached out to touch, my hand met something cold. I instinctively pulled back but was unwilling to give up. I flipped open the icy corpse to reveal the truth beneath.
Because of my Invisibility Talisman, Chi Ruiqiang and his wife couldn't see me; they only heard sounds coming from the coffin. Both of them showed expressions of surprise and stood up to approach it.
Just as they got closer to the coffin, a sharp sound pierced through the air—an arrow shot out, followed by a scream as Chi Xinrong's wife fell. He panicked and shouted repeatedly, "Wife! Wake up!"
Damn! The Evil God was furious. This was a stone-carved Evil God; it seemed Li Gui really was formidable, having managed to offer blood to summon it.
I couldn't remain invisible any longer; saving people was my priority.
I pushed aside the corpse that was pinning Chi Xinrong's wife down and lifted her into view in front of Chi Ruiqiang.
When Chi Ruiqiang saw me, his jaw dropped in shock, and he loudly questioned, "You... how did you appear here? Master! Master, come quickly!"
I cursed inwardly at him for being so naive; shouting wouldn't save his life now. I bluntly replied, "Chi Uncle, he's an Evil Sorcerer. Your son has committed too many sins; are you still unwilling to accept it? Continuing down this path is nothing short of seeking death."
Chi Ruiqiang, the Director of City Hospital, who had always presented himself to the world with kindness and humility, was now furious, his expression extremely grim as he said, "I don't care about anything else, just put her down."
"She is your own niece; you can't treat her like this."
"You little brat, why are you meddling in my affairs? I was originally giving you a way out, a grand burial for my son. But now you've changed your mind and brought her along. Hahaha! If it weren't for the master’s extraordinary foresight, you would have truly ruined this plan."
"Chi Uncle, you're mistaken. The Evil Sorcerer won't do anything good for you. He summoned your son's soul to use him as a puppet for wicked deeds. This not only harms you but also implicates Rongrong..."
As I struggled to persuade Chi Ruiqiang while carrying Chi Xinrong, a long howl came from behind me—Li Gui had turned around. He brought with him an overwhelming aura of Dark Power that surged forward like a tidal wave, the Dark Energy concentrated around me, swirling into a vortex like a raging storm!
If I couldn't escape the vortex, death was my only fate.
Chi Ruiqiang, concerned for Chi Xinrong's safety, spoke up to Li Gui, "Master, she is in his hands; please be careful not to ruin her good physique."
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