670: Chapter 670: You Know My Past, I Promise You the Future 670: Chapter 670: You Know My Past, I Promise You the Future “Marrying Ghosts involves three steps, Soul-guiding, Soul-summoning, and Soul-returning, a problem in any of these steps can lead to very horrifying consequences.”
Any ritual involving ghosts, if successful, is well and good; but if it fails, all participants might pay with their lives.
It’s precisely because of this danger that many rituals are taboo in this city, and those who believe in ghosts and gods are rarely fond of them.
“Han Fei, it’s not too late to have regrets,” Little Jia looked at Han Fei.
The man in front of him stood by the altar in the Haunted House, his hand bound to the Paperman, creating an incredibly eerie scene.
“Once the ritual officially starts, you and Little You leave first, and I will stay here alone.
If I don’t co out in half an hour, then you can co in to check,” Han Fei cleaned the altar.
“Did you bring a lighter?
Take these White Wax and lay them out from the crossroads all the way to the entrance of this Haunted House.”
“Can you manage alone if I leave?”
“Don’t worry about , I’m in good shape right now,” Han Fei placed the Paperman on his arm, truly feeling a sticky bond.
“Then, take care of yourself,” Little Jia put down his backpack and, embracing the White Wax in the house, ran out.
Now, Han Fei was alone on the entire second floor, silently glancing at the Blood-colored Paperman.
“Now it’s just the two of us.”
Accompanying him on the left hand and the special-mory-laden Paperman on the right, Han Fei shouldered his bag and headed alone towards the third floor.
The sound of chopping at ca from upstairs; if Little Jia were here, Han Fei would have to be distracted by taking care of him.
With Little Jia gone, Han Fei could explore with ease.
Chou Cat, behaving very well, jumped onto Han Fei’s shoulder and then burrowed into his backpack, only sticking its head out.
After entering the Curse, it beca unusually well-behaved, as if the mistress of the place was fierce, and it had to behave to avoid being turned into cat soup.
Following the stairs upward, Han Fei reached the added third floor, the scene before him sowhat surprising.
This old building, with the first floor for normal accommodation, the second arranged as a morial hall, and the third decorated as a bridal chamber.
“What exactly happened in the Ancestral House?”
It’s unlucky for festive and funerary events to clash, but the interior of this building was just so arranged.
The chopping sound grew louder, and Han Fei felt a bit distracted; besides the chopping, he faintly heard other sounds, as if two n were talking.
“Are there other people in the building?”
Just as the two n’s voices sounded, the Paperman in Han Fei’s arms opened its eyes.
Hiding next to a cabinet adorned with a large Double Happiness character, Han Fei looked towards where the voices ca from.
On the living room sofa on the third floor sat a man dressed in branded sportswear, his tall and sturdy build and handso features giving him an air of righteousness.
“Xu Fei, the person is already dead.
If you don’t want to end up in prison, then just do as I say.”
It was hard to imagine such chilling words coming from the mouth of that sunny, warm man.
“We never agreed to kill anyone!” standing next to the sofa was a tall, thin man, his eyes filled with blood, veins bulging on his neck, whether due to fear or so other reason, he was in a highly agitated state.
“Stop shouting, do you want to attract all the neighbors?” The sports attired man stretched lazily, his face of righteousness now twisted into a mocking smile.
“The woman that died had tried your sister’s new drug, just push everything onto your sister.”
“Forensic Doctors will perform a drug test…”
“Don’t worry about the rest, I just need your sister not to cause any trouble.
I was only passively involved for fun.
Even if things get escalated, who do you think will end up worse off between us?” The man propped his legs on the coffee table, his shoes right next to Xu Fei’s cup.
“Fu Dong, don’t push too far.”
“I’m just telling you so very realistic things.
Although my family has always been critical of , if sothing happens to , they will definitely help, even if just to protect the company’s image,” the man smiled amiably at Xu Fei.
“My father is senile, the company will eventually be mine; rest assured in following , I’ll pave the way for you.”
The thin man seed sowhat persuaded, pulling a raincoat from a black wrap and struggling to put it on.
“That’s right, we’ve involved so many trial participants, most don’t even know what happens to them in their sleep.
That woman’s resistance was purely an accident, we just need to handle this accident, and all errors can be redied,” Fu Dong casually discussed vile and filthy acts, taking out a card from his wallet and handing it to Xu Fei.
“It wasn’t easy for you to make this decision, take this money and spend it, relax a while.”
The raincoat-clad Xu Fei hesitated for a mont, then reached out to Fu Dong, but at that mont, Fu Dong pulled the card back slightly.
“You can play and revel all you want, but once you’re in, you won’t be able to enjoy any of this anymore.”
“I want to confirm with you one last ti, is there really no other way?” Xu Fei’s eyes were full of blood, his conscience and the inner struggle between fear and greed at their final confrontation.
“Your sister is responsible for the treatnt of all female patients in Area A and the testing of new drugs; she must have noticed the issues by now.
That female patient had severe psychological disorders to begin with, and we tornted her during the deep consciousness therapy; the new drugs aren’t working anymore,” Fu Dong said indifferently, delving into sordid and dirty matters.
“You’re the one doing those things, don’t drag into this.”
“Other people won’t care, you’d better continue to take the money and handle things.” Fu Dong’s smile slowly faded, “I can alter the records and data on the computer, but the mories in people’s brains need to be erased by you.
Hide the drugs and injections I gave you well, and rember to administer them to your sister daily.
Gradually, she will forget these things.”
“Are you sure those drugs are just for erasing mories?” Xu Fei, wearing a raincoat, cast a fleeting glance of hesitation, “My sister has been very unstable ntally and her temperant has changed drastically these past few days after taking those drugs.”
“It’s normal to have side effects.” Fu Dong resettled himself, “Go wake your sister up, it’s ti for her dication again.”
The sound of chopping at beca increasingly urgent, but the two n in the room seed completely oblivious, still plotting various disgusting acts.
Han Fei hid by the wardrobe, morizing everything.
The lady of the Ancestral House also had the surna Xu, she was Xu Fei’s sister, and she indeed held an important position at a pharmaceutical company, seemingly in charge of new drug trials for female ntal illness patients.
This Fu Dong might be the child of the company’s boss, he took advantage of female patients during their treatnts, committing unforgivable acts on so of them.
Now that their deeds were exposed, Fu Dong and Xu Fei tried by all ans to cover it up, seemingly prepared to use drugs to turn their sister into a madwoman in order to shut her up.
“Those two n carried neither dark energy nor positive energy, neither ghosts nor human, they felt like illusions, perhaps I am now influenced by so ghost’s fixations, entering her despair.”
Han Fei and the blood-colored Paperman looked at the sa spot; in the living room where their gazes t, new events unfolded.
Xu Fei opened the bedroom door and helped a long-haired woman out of the room.
The woman had delicate features and a fine figure; even in plain clothes and a state of ntal trance, she was quite attractive.
“Sis, it’s ti to eat.” Xu Fei skillfully poured the dicine into a cup, then took an unopened injection from a locked drawer.
“Let give your sister the injection, you go handle the body quickly,” Fu Dong suddenly beca enthusiastic, Xu Fei seed to understand sothing, he stood still for a while, then, putting on his raincoat, he went downstairs.
Once Xu Fei had left, Fu Dong’s expression completely changed, “Pretending to be a decent person is quite exhausting.”
He took out the injection and unabashedly eyed the woman, “Anyway, you’re going to beco a madwoman, and when I get the chance, I will send you to the company as a test subject and personally treat you.”
Casually taking off his shirt, Fu Dong stared at the woman’s face, coming closer, “I never even dared to imagine this before, but you had to oppose , this is what you brought upon yourself.”
His hand reached toward the woman’s collar, but just at that mont, the originally ntally trance-like woman suddenly raised her head, her once gentle eyes now reflecting the faces of several different won!
Her pupils trembled, and grasping a dinner knife from the coffee table, she stabs it directly into Fu Dong’s left eye.
As the blade penetrated, the unprepared Fu Dong, engulfed by a blood-drenched world, let out a piercing scream.
He fell to the ground, but the woman had no intentions of sparing him.
With features twisted by hatred and curse, the woman seed to be seeking the truth, transferring the consciousness of the victims into her own brain.
Clutching the dining knife, she lunged at Fu Dong like an Evil Ghost.
Though Fu Dong was physically stronger and more robust than the woman, he was truly frightened and, cornered, he jumped off the third-floor balcony.
The chopping sounds like urgent drum beats, reached its climax in the symphony of fate.
Hearing the noise while handling the body downstairs, Xu Fei hurried upstairs, rushing toward his sister, but he was greeted by a sharp dinner knife.
The woman, who had always cherished her younger brother throughout his life, in her insanity, drove that knife through her brother’s heart.
Intimately familiar with human anatomy, she knew that one stab was enough to kill a person.
With a roar and tears streaming down her face, the woman wildly swung the dining knife, now completely insane.
Her eyes continuously shifting through the faces of various won, as she stood on the coffee table, chopping repeatedly at the original sin.
Her movents grew faster, and the sound of the knife chopping gradually rged with that of the at chopping, and in this mont, the woman, whose clothes were completely blood-soaked, raised her head.
She held the dining knife, looking dazedly towards the staircase exit.
Han Fei stood there, they saw each other.
“Xu Qin?”
A soft call, and the nearly insane chopping noise inside the house ceased.
Strangers’ gazes t, and everything inside the room—the woman, the man, and all the bloodstains—seed to burst like bubbles, leaving only Han Fei, hugging the Paperman, on the third floor of the Ancestral House.
The scenes Han Fei had just witnessed left no imprint on him; this seed to be about the woman’s past secrets.
In monts when Han Fei had forgotten everything special, she wanted to tell everything to him without reservation.
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