??28: Chapter 12: The Strange Curse Prohibition Master_2
28: Chapter 12: The Strange Curse Prohibition Master_2
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“You said before you were waiting for your grandson to co back, right?”
“Yeah…
it’s just that he ca already, and said he’s not planning to stay here, so there’s nothing for
to miss.”
“He ca already?”
“Just a week ago.
I rember back then…”
…
So that’s how it was.
Cen Dongsheng pulled out a photo and thought, finally, there’s a clue.
*
“Thank you for your hard work, Doctor An.”
Under the pitch-black darkness where one couldn’t see their hand in front of them, lights dotted the makeshift tent.
The pregnant woman sitting inside the camp tent touched her belly, watching An Zhizhen, who was busy at the table calculating and organizing supplies for nearly twenty people.
“I’m not the one working hard.
There are others who work harder.”
The woman replied offhandedly without looking up.
“The person you’re talking about, is it Brother Cen?” The pregnant woman asked curiously, “Can he really deal with the anomaly…
ah, don’t get
wrong, I don’t an I don’t trust him or Doctor An.
I’m just curious about who he is.
A Taoist?
A monk?
Or soone sent by the governnt?”
“I don’t know.”
“Hey, I thought you were pretty close to him.
My husband even saw you two chatting by the flower bed that day…”
“n always have their secrets.” An Zhizhen exhaled gently, placing her pen down as if her work was done.
She smiled at the pregnant woman, “You should go rest.
I rember your due date is soon, right?”
“…Yes.”
The woman began to touch her large, bulging belly again, an unspoken worry in her expression.
“I had everything prepared, even my husband took leave.
Never thought we’d face this kind of thing…”
“Don’t worry too much, it will be resolved within a week.”
An Zhizhen was comforting her when soone called for her from outside the tent.
“Doctor An, co quickly!
There’s sothing happening outside!”
…
Together with a few residents, she went to the entrance and looked toward where the anomaly was occurring.
Her expression beca serious.
“This is…”
Outside the gate, calm like the sea, ripples spread in the brewing darkness as if sothing was changing.
“What’s happening, Doctor An?”
Soone asked worriedly.
“We don’t dare get close anymore.”
“It looks like soone might co in soon.”
Cen Dongsheng had ntioned to her that under normal circumstances, people trapped inside the Ghost House found it difficult to leave, but entering from outside was relatively easier.
There was a way to follow the gathering of yin energy to actively enter, or perhaps a new unlucky person might get pulled in.
An Zhizhen took out a walkie-talkie and reported to Cen Dongsheng, then quietly watched.
Under many eyes, seconds later, from the ripples in the darkness, two people walked out.
A woman in a plain long dress, her face indifferent; a man around thirty-five years old, his hands in his pockets, hair ssy like a bird’s nest with a sowhat unkempt look, his eyes scanning the surroundings.
When he saw An Zhizhen and the others, he walked over with a broad smile.
“Are you the residents living here?”
He asked.
“Yes.
And you are…?”
The man didn’t answer, but walked past her, took a few laps around the makeshift camp, observing and clicking his tongue in appreciation, not treating himself like a stranger.
“This camp really looks well put-together.” The man turned around and asked, “Did you set this up yourselves?”
“Sir, who exactly are you…”
“We both ca in from outside.
Can’t you guess?”
The man sighed, pointing upwards.
“This place you’re in is called the ‘Ghost House.’ You’re actually no longer in the real world.
I don’t know how long you’ve been trapped, but seeing as you’ve set up camp, you should have noticed you can’t get out…”
The man’s eyes narrowed as he noticed how, despite their tense expressions, the group before him showed no surprise or shock at his words.
“Inside this building, strange things keep happening, you’ve probably felt it.
Also, so of you might have experienced a ghost encounter, right?
How about telling
about it?”
The woman in the long dress ca over, each hand adorned with several silver bracelets, and her neck adorned with gold, silver, and jade Yingluo clinking softly as she walked.
She took over the conversation in a cold tone.
“You talk too much.
Let’s get down to business.
To introduce myself, I’m Kong Yulin, and this is Deng Rong.
We’re here to help you leave this place.”
“Are you here as well?”
One of the residents couldn’t help but speak up.
“‘As well’?
Oh, aning besides us, there are others?”
Deng Rong still maintained a smiling face, but a gleam of light flashed through his narrowed eyes.
…
The sudden appearance of the two caused a small commotion, but after hearing their purpose, the residents, except for An Zhizhen, were quite pleased.
To them, having previously only one person and now two more ant an increased probability of solving the supernatural events.
Isn’t that a good thing?
Deng Rong and Kong Yulin wandered two laps around the camp, then found a quiet, secluded corner to whisper to each other.
“What should we do?
There’s quite a crowd.”
Deng Rong lit a cigarette, smoke swirling around him.
“We just need to take down the Core Ghost, right?
So, we’ll need you to find out its whereabouts.”
“You really do want to save people, huh.”
The woman’s indifferent gaze pierced through the smoke, staring at her companion.
“Haha, of course…
that’s impossible.” Deng Rong replied, chuckling, “We’re here to save our companion, Yu Wentao.
The kid suddenly went silent.
Who cares about the life and death of ordinary people?
Even if so unlucky folks turn into ghosts, we can handle it when needed.”
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