Chapter 6: Possessed by a Ghost

  Su Muer's face gradually had a layer of frost, and the threads of death began to entwine around her fingers, like a venomous snake that selects its prey. After exchanging a glance with Xiao Xuan, Su Muer immediately stood up and walked step by step towards Zhu Biyu's bedside.

  The closer the distance, the clearer that sound like grinding teeth and cold laughter became, stimulating Su Mo Ran's eardrum one by one, and with such an atmosphere gave people a great deal of pressure.

  Su Zihao was staring at Zhu Yuanyu's nest, with a clear look of apprehension and fear in his eyes; Di Jie silently grasped the two chopsticks beside him, slowly standing up from his seated position.

  Xiao Xuan was still sitting in the chair, still holding that notebook. His attention wasn't all on Zhu Biyu's bed, he was also staring at that white coffin that Jie said had a problem. According to Murphy's Law, things will naturally develop towards the worst outcome. Since that coffin had a problem and this was the world of "Zombie Mr.", the probability of the corpse inside resurrecting was extremely high. Xiao Xuan didn't dare say it was 100%, but he estimated it was around 80-90%. As for whether the symbols Jie drew on the coffin were effective, Xiao Xuan didn't hold out much hope. So no matter what happened, at least one of Su Muran and Xiao Xuan had to stay vigilant and guard against that coffin.

  Su Mo Ran was already standing beside Zhu Yuan's bed, and at this time, the upper half of her body was all covered under the quilt. Her voice was transmitted from under the quilt.

  The silk thread automatically wrapped itself around a corner of the quilt, and then with a sudden tug on the thread, the quilt was lifted up directly. At the same time, Su Mo Ran's face inside the quilt also revealed a look of surprise.

  At this moment, Zhu Yuanyu was huddled together, shivering with fear, but her face seemed to be intentionally tense, forming a "sesame flower". Her originally beautiful face was gone, and her nose, eyes, and mouth were all squeezed together. Her eyes also emitted a gloomy light, like an old woman's ghostly glow. Her teeth kept rubbing against each other in her mouth, and her throat was making a laughing sound!

  "Ah!"

  After the quilt was lifted, Zhu Yuanyu was stunned for a while, and then, as if her reflex arc had become longer, she let out a sharp cry and jumped up suddenly. She pounced on Su Mochen, her hands directly grasping at Su Mochen's face, looking like she wanted to dig out Su Mochen's eyeballs.

  Su Mo Ran had originally intended to use the Death God's Thread to directly cut off Zhu Bi Yu's neck, ending everything once and for all. However, considering that this was a righteous sect and also the world of the "Zombie Master" task, killing someone here now would be too dangerous and inauspicious. Nevertheless, even without using the Death God's Thread, Su Mo Ran, who had been a detective and had strengthened his spiritual physique, shouldn't have any problem dealing with Zhu Bi Yu, who had suddenly gone berserk.

  Su Mu suddenly turned around, bent down and let Zhu Biyu pounce on nothing. Then, with a twist of his waist, he kicked off the ground with his left leg and swung his right leg up, twisting his body into a spinning kick that landed squarely on Zhu Biyu's abdomen, sending him flying backward with a pained cry, crashing into the pillar behind him and sliding down to the ground.

  "Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh! Hehe... hehe... hehe..."

  However, even after being kicked again, Zhu Yuanyu still couldn't recover normally. The whole person was like a little old lady, shrinking her body and lying on the ground again, still making the eerie sound from before.

  Su Mo's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and with Zhu Yuanyu acting like this, she didn't know how to handle it either.

  "This is being possessed, I have a way." The voice was from Zhai Jie, who was standing not far from Su Mo Ran's side at this moment, holding two chopsticks in his hand.

  "What's the solution?"

  "Help me hold her down, don't let her move around."

  "It can be done." Su Mu Ran nodded, took a step forward, and the silk thread in his hand transformed into seven or eight strands that flew out simultaneously, instantly wrapping around Zhu Biyu's joints. Although Zhu Biyu continued to struggle despite some parts of her body being lacerated and bleeding, she was still unable to break free from the constraints of these silk threads.

  At this time, Jie also rushed over quickly, grabbed Zhuo Biyu's left hand, and Zhuo Biyu's twisted face suddenly became extremely ferocious. She opened her mouth and let out a sharp scream at Jie, as if she wanted to scare him away.

  But Di Jie was unmoved, and the two chopsticks quickly and accurately clamped down on Zhu Biyu's left ring finger. With a burst of force, he twisted it, and Zhu Biyu let out a pained cry. The first half of the cry was a hoarse, sharp sound, but the second half turned into the voice of an ordinary woman. Suddenly, Zhu Biyu looked like she had woken up with a start, her face filled with a puzzled expression as she looked at herself bound by silk threads and then at Di Jie crouching in front of her, asking:

  "What's going on with me?"

  "You've just been possessed, but the thing has already been driven away. You'll feel a bit dizzy and uncomfortable for a while, try to bear with it. Also, don't sleep alone here, you've just been possessed, your body is weak, and this is the worst time for your energy. If you lie down alone again, you might be possessed once more. There are many dirty things around here, so be careful."

  Su Mochen removed the silk thread that was entwined around Zhu Biyu's body, and as soon as it returned to her palm, she flipped her hand over and it disappeared.

  Now that the matter was settled and the thing had left, Xiao Xuan refocused his attention on the book in his hand, continuing to read his magic book. Su Mu Ran sat back down beside him, closing his eyes to rest once more. As seasoned veterans, they were well aware that this was merely an appetizer, and the main course had yet to be served.

  Zhu Yuanyu struggled to get up from the ground, her body covered in bloodstains in many places. However, no one had the time to help her clean her wounds at that moment, and Su Mochen had also taken a look, they were just minor external injuries, nothing serious.

  When Ziyu approached him as if she was going to sit next to him, Su Zihao lowered his head even further. He didn't want this woman who had just been tainted by that thing to sit next to him.

  Zhu Yu was also a delicate and transparent person. Seeing Su Zihao's attitude, she didn't want to go to his place to ask for nothing, so she turned around and walked to Zhai Jie's side, sitting down beside him.

  "Just now, thank you, thank you for saving me." Zhu Yuanyu said softly to Di Jie. At this time, due to Xiao Xuan and Su Muran's deliberate silence, the atmosphere in the righteous villa was very cold, and Zhu Yuanyu also did not dare to speak loudly.

  Dai Jie smiled and shook his head, indicating that she didn't need to mind this. Then, he slightly averted his gaze towards the coffin, which had been making him uneasy all day. Although he had already drawn a talisman on it, he wasn't sure if it would work.

  "It would be great if Grandfather were here." Zhai Jie thought to himself, his grandfather was the most knowledgeable about Xuanxue, and some of the so-called techniques he used were far more powerful than his own.

  Generally, filthy things that have been driven away won't come back because "possessing" is a huge consumption for these things. Occasionally, they might indulge and re-experience the feeling of being human, but if they constantly possess humans, they'll likely be repelled by the yang energy of the living, ending up as scattered spirits.

  However, the thing that had just been on Zhu Yinyu's body was like a mental illness, and it had just been forcibly driven out of a living person. At this time, it actually came back, and the reason why the people in the righteous village knew it had come back was because Su Zihao, who was originally leaning against the pillar and sitting quietly, also started making that "heh heh... heh heh... heh heh..." sound.

  Xiao Xuan put down the magic manual in his hand, and Su Mu Ran opened his eyes again. This time, however, it was Xiao Xuan who stood up, not Su Mu Ran.

  When Su Zihao was also possessed, Zhu Bingyu was so scared that she covered her mouth with both hands, fearing that she would scream out loud. The current appearance of Su Zihao was really terrifying, his facial features were all squeezed together, and his eyes emitted a strange glow, somewhat like a yellow weasel. Thinking back to how she had looked the same way before, Zhu Bingyu's heart was even more frightened.

  Dai Jie picked up his chopsticks again, but he didn't dare to go forward because once someone was possessed, they would lose their consciousness and become a madman who would fight with you to the death. Moreover, Su Zihao was physically strong, and when he went crazy, it would be even more terrifying than Zhu Biyu before. Dai Jie didn't think he had the ability to control him, this kind of thing still needed to rely on those two veterans to do.

  This time, it was not Su Mo Ran who came, but Xiao Xuan. Xiao Xuan walked over with a completely expressionless face and stood in front of Su Zi Hao. Su Zi Hao had originally been preparing to launch an attack on Xiao Xuan, but he suddenly detected that the aura around Xiao Xuan was terrifying, and immediately shrank back. Yes, Xiao Xuan was a magician who had recently been studying necromancy, a type of magic specifically used against soul-level creatures.

  "I didn't want to bother with you, just let you play and leave, but you kept coming back to provoke me, thinking no one here can deal with you? Sorry, my patience isn't that good."

  Xiao Xuan spoke as he stretched out his index finger, pointing at Su Zihao's brow. A black flame rose from Xiao Xuan's finger, and under the intimidation of this flame, Su Zihao began to tremble all over, but his body was as if suddenly bound, unable to move.

  “Slap”, Xiao Xuan's fingers firmly tapped on Su Zihao's brow, and then he began to move his fingers outward. The black flames on his fingers were like a strong adhesive at this moment, sticking out a human face from Su Zihao's brow. It was an old woman's face, with all her facial features gathered together, her eyes flashing with fear and venomous light.