Chapter 89 - 89 Ninety-nine

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89: Ninety-nine. New informant 89: Ninety-nine. New informant The cleaver touched the area and blood blisters appeared, boiling as they spread throughout the soul body. The Headless Ghost stiffened all over, crying out in pain, “Why... is it like this... ” Its soul body fizzled with dense blood blisters, like boiling water, and seconds later vanished into nothingness, its dark energy and form completely disappearing. The mirror room fell into dead silence. After dealing with the Headless Ghost, Lu Li’s gaze shifted towards the young man in the leather jacket. The young man in the leather jacket shivered, his eyes showing fear as he crawled backward and shouted hastily, “Wait, can I... not be exorcized?” Shouldn’t it just involve reciting some Buddhist or Taoist scriptures and then vanishing into a beam of light with a smile... This is not the exorcism I imagined; it looks more like my soul will be scattered... “You cannot.” Lu Li approached the despairing young man in the leather jacket, raising the cleaver. “Bear with it, this might hurt a bit.” With a swing of his arm, the cleaver stabbed in, not with a squelch but silently penetrating the young man’s forehead like a hot knife through butter. The young man’s struggling soul body shook, and blood blisters quickly spread throughout, boiling his soul body into nothingness. With two ghosts taken care of, the aura of the cleaver grew slightly stronger. Lu Li looked up, the remaining two ghosts, including the boss, shuddered, drawing back. “We don’t want to be reincarnated!” They chorused, and then seeing Lu Li’s frown tighten, their hearts clenched. Lu Li’s frown was not about them, or at least not much. He was pondering whether there was a gentler way to exorcize ghosts. Using the cleaver was effective, but it had its downsides, like the current scene: overly aggressive methods of exorcism could evoke fear in other ghosts, which was bad for reputation. He sheathed the cleaver and temporarily set aside the issue of its impact, turning towards the remaining two ghosts and one human, “As for your fate...” “Sniff—” The white-dressed female ghost sniffed back the snot scared out of her. Lu Li paused slightly, then continued, “You can stay here, I won’t interfere with other matters, but you must not harm anyone. Also, I need your help with something.” As for the option of simply destroying the remaining ghosts, Lu Li and Yang Chunxue agreed: it was pointless and unnecessary. Neither were the type to revel in killing, even if it was a ghost. Besides, these ghosts were weak and lacked ambition, capable only of bullying ordinary people, and even then, the type who are scared by their own kind. He reached into his chest, pulled out a stack of inch-sized photos, and handed one out. “I’m looking for her.” Zhao Dahai’s fat jiggled as he scurried over, taking the photo respectfully with both hands before retreating back to the side of the two ghosts, their faces both peering over. This was a red-background ID photo. The woman in the picture had a refined and indifferent face, her demeanor strangely similar to that of Lu Li. Zhao Dahai scratched his head and immediately broke out into a cold sweat, “Ghost Envoy, sir, we haven’t seen her... and even if we had, we probably wouldn’t remember...” “I know, so the photo isn’t for identification purposes,” Lu Li casually dodged Yang Chunxue as she reached for the photo and handed her another, continuing, “You can set this photo in the clue network, or use other ways that can allow more people to see and remember it. If someone recognizes her, they’ll contact you, and you contact me.” Zhao Dahai sighed with relief, nodded, and bowed with a smile, “No problem, no problem, we can definitely do that, but if I may ask, this woman...” “Not saying.” “Eh... alright, alright... As you say.” Zhao Dahai felt awkward for a moment, then shifted to another topic, “Ghost Envoy, sir, since we’re under your protection now, could you give us a way to contact you? For when there’s something... We’d be able to reach you, no?” Lu Li replied by handing over a business card. Zhao Dahai still received it with both hands, quickly glanced at it, and solemnly pocketed it. “Now that matters are settled, we should leave,” Lu Li prepared to depart, glancing at Yang Chunxue, “The note?” “What note?” The latter, who had been staring intently at the photo, blinked in confusion. “...?” Lu Li took out three slips of paper from his pocket and showed them to her. “Clues from the Haunted House.” “Did you find them? How could I possibly have something like this? Don’t I look foolish?” Yang Chunxue put her hands on her hips, speaking with an air of righteousness. Lu Li’s calm gaze silently shifted toward Zhao Dahai. “Boss, could you please lead us out of the Haunted House?” “No problem, no problem, Ghost Envoy, Miss Ghost, and, uh...” “Assistant.” “Oh yes, and Miss Assistant, please follow me.” Zhao Dahai, smiling broadly, trotted ahead to lead the way, while the remaining white-dressed female ghost and the contorted shadow trembled as they followed. Exiting through the safety exit, the dim natural light replaced the artificial lighting, and a cool breeze swept in, clearing the oppressive air accumulated inside the Haunted House. Standing at the edge of the eaves, Lu Li looked into the distance. The rain had lessened since their arrival, and the amusement park was faintly visible through the misty drizzle. This scene was only temporary; the rain would pick up again soon. A chubby hand holding a cigarette trembled into view. “I don’t smoke,” Lu Li replied. “Oh, oh.” Realizing, Zhao Dahai quickly withdrew the cigarette and awkwardly removed the unlit one from his mouth. Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold swept in from behind, freezing to the core. Yang Chunxue floated behind Zhao Dahai, her breath stirring, her dark aura spreading around. She might have looked more frightening if she hadn’t pouted her lips. “Where’s my gift?” Yang Chunxue, who hadn’t even found a single slip of paper, still had the audacity to ask for a clearance gift. “Look at my memory, here it is, here it is.” Zhao Dahai slapped his forehead, ran to the gift stand, and returned carrying three animal plush toys in a bag. “The shop isn’t doing so well; the gifts are a bit... modest. Please forgive us, Miss Ghost. We’ll definitely prepare better prizes for you next time.” “Hmm...” Yang Chunxue crossed her arms and turned her head. Shen Yuqiao, acting as the assistant, stepped forward and took the three plush toys. With the gifts in hand, Lu Li and his group no longer had any reason to stay, and they walked into the curtain of rain with an umbrella. One human and two ghosts stood under the eaves, staring blankly as the figures slowly disappeared into the rain. “It feels like a dream... so Ghost Envoys really do exist...” “We... you all have become ghosts, isn’t it very normal to have a Ghost Envoy?” “Alright, let’s head back. Sigh, we are short two staff members; it’s going to be busy when the busy season comes...” ... Compared to her excitement when arriving, Yang Chunxue left feeling moody and dejected. “Have you never been here before?” Noticing something, Lu Li asked. Yang Chunxue floated beside him, pursing her lips and muttering, “No one has ever come with me... It’s not fun to play alone so... ” “Hmm.” Lu Li nodded silently. “Let’s come again when the weather clears up.” “I don’t need your pity!” Yang Chunxue exploded, using anger to cover up her embarrassment. “Then forget it.” Lu Li walked away. “???” Yang Chunxue learned a lesson that day, the tsundere personality is ineffective against a straight-shooting man.

Chapter 89 - 89 Ninety-nine

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