Chapter 937 - 277: Fierce Ghost
"Who, who, who are you?" Li Guohua asked tremblingly.
"If you don’t want to wake your daughter, keep your voice down and talk to me." Chen Yan said blandly, walking slowly towards Li Guohua.
Li Guohua took a step back, his face full of fear: "Are you... a human or a ghost?"
Chen Yan suddenly leaped forward, standing directly in front of Li Guohua, raising his hand to place a "Mountain-like Immobility Talisman" on Li Guohua’s shoulder.
Li Guohua’s body stiffened immediately, unable to move, and the shovel in his hand slipped out, grabbed by Chen Yan.
Seeing that Li Guohua was about to shout, Chen Yan sneered: "Think about your daughter."
Li Guohua swallowed his cry instantly, his eyes staring at Chen Yan fiercely.
Finally, he stammered: "You, if you harm me, don’t harm my daughter, she, she’s still young..."
Chen Yan shook his head, placing another talisman on Li Guohua, beckoning him, and Li Guohua followed automatically, like he lost his soul.
Chen Yan led Li Guohua out of the yard and into the neighboring court.
Li Guohua watched as Chen Yan lightly lifted him, making his body float.
His eyes went black!
When Li Guohua opened his eyes again, consciousness returned; he found himself in a dark room!
The sheets on the bed board were stained and covered with dark blotches.
The elusive smell of rust...
A chilling atmosphere...
"What’s the matter, don’t recognize it? This is your enemy’s bedroom. It’s not your first time here."
Chen Yan’s cold voice rang from behind Li Guohua.
Li Guohua’s body remained rigid, but he quivered: "What, what are you talking about? I don’t understand."
Chen Yan chuckled, sticking a talisman on Li Guohua’s mouth, rendering him speechless.
Chen Yan moved to the bed, donned disposable gloves, and lightly lifted the sizeable bed board, placing it against the wall.
The concrete floor beneath the bed was worn and dusty.
Without a word, Chen Yan casually waved as a brilliant long sword appeared in his hand under Li Guohua’s shocked gaze!
Chen Yan’s sword came from the Domain Realm; though not a Magical Artifact, it contained Iron Essence, extremely sharp—even among ordinary items.
Being strong, Chen Yan drove the sword into the ground beneath the bed, quickly cutting through the concrete.
The underlying bricks were also pried up by Chen Yan...
Soon, Chen Yan snorted coldly, retrieving something from the rubble which he gently shook in his hand.
Lo and behold, it was a...
Red dress!
"Li Guohua, isn’t this something you buried under someone’s bed?"
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The dress, dug out from the rubble, was stained with various marks, yet it could not hide the vibrant red of the dress!
Especially at night, under the dim light from outside the window, this red appeared vivid and eerie!
"The dress belongs to... Li Xin, right?"
Chen Yan walked up to Li Guohua, lightly tossing the dress in front of him, and removed the "Mountain-like Immobility Talisman" from Li Guohua.
With a thud, Li Guohua’s body softened, plopping to the ground!
Chen Yan sighed, squatting in front of Li Guohua, closely watching his eyes, saying coldly: "Whenever a person dies wearing red, if they harbor hatred in life, they can turn into a fierce ghost seeking revenge after death!"
Li Guohua stayed silent.
Chen Yan continued: "Li Xin didn’t drown drunk; she was... murdered by your neighboring family! Right?"
Li Guohua looked up at Chen Yan.
Chen Yan nodded, pressing further: "Li Guohua, what puzzles me is, how did you turn Li Xin into a fierce ghost for vengeance if she wasn’t wearing a red dress the day she died?"
Finally, Li Guohua reacted.
He swallowed slightly, revealing a sinister, sorrowful smile, uglier than a cry.
"The dress is Li Xin’s... After her death, I snuck into her room at Granny’s, found and stole this red dress."
Yes, a dress worn by the deceased retains their breath, making it barely usable, albeit through unusual means.
Chen Yan nodded: "So... how was she turned into a fierce ghost? How did you know about these things?"
Li Guohua trembled, lowering his head: "I... I met someone skilled while driving outside those years. I stole a paper with a few talismans from them.
I thought it was nonsense, but unexpectedly, it worked!
I... secretly practiced a little...
But as for the fierce ghost... using just the deceased’s clothes isn’t enough, you need... you need..."
Chen Yan sighed lightly: "Indeed, it’s not enough!
So... you desecrated Li Xin’s grave! You stole her ashes and used talisman magic, rubbing them on this red dress! Right?"
Li Guohua’s face paled as he stared incredulously at Chen Yan.
"You, you knew!!"
After a pause, Li Guohua cried: "I... I only took a handful of ashes, the rest I reburied after giving her proper burial...
She, she clung to me ever since!
She killed her enemies and still wanted to harm me!
I, I avenged her, avenged her! Why is she still haunting me!!"