Bai He saw two pigs.
To be precise, they should be two pig-headed people walking upright.
One of them was rather short, with a three-headed build, wearing a red tight-fitting leather suit, and holding a lollipop in his hand.
Another tall man, dressed in blue, had a tuft of blond hair on his head.
They appeared to be two cosplayers, but Bai He found it very incongruous because the two pig-headed figures seemed to be on a different layer from their surroundings, as if they had been photoshopped in using a beginner-level Photoshop technique.
Xu Can also noticed the two pigs. He saw something through his glasses and immediately walked towards them.
Bai He and the others followed closely behind.
"Take off your hoods!" Xu Can ordered.
"Who are you?" The blue-skinned pig-headed man was very displeased with Xu Can's attitude.
"Stop talking nonsense and take those pig heads off your heads," Xu Can emphasized again.
Bai He and the others quietly surrounded the two pigs.
"Take the pig's head? Oh my god, you're killing the pig!" the red pig said naively while licking the lollipop.
"We don't have hoods, we just look like this!" The blue pig raised its chin, its face full of impatience.
Upon hearing this, Bai He and Xu Can's eyes widened in shock. Where did these pig-headed people come from? It must be some kind of new Supernatural event!
"Do it!"
The group of Ghost Tamers all attacked the pig-headed man.
"What an impolite fellow!" Red Pig calmly gnawed on the lollipop, and suddenly a powerful aura emanated from his entire body.
Slap slap--
Bai He's vision went black; he had no idea how the other party had attacked and was immediately knocked unconscious.
When I opened my eyes again...
"Here it is?"
Bai He felt dizzy and lightheaded, his heart was racing, and he had a noticeable rush of blood to his head, as if it were about to explode. Everything in front of him was upside down.
He was hung upside down!
His memory returned, and he looked around, but he didn't see the two pigs.
"You're awake? I'm so sorry, GG Bond and Weakling were a bit too rough. I apologize on their behalf."
A gentle female voice rang in Bai He's ears, but he only heard the voice and did not see the person.
"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me!" Bai He asked as he tried to break free.
However, he was hanging upside down, with no stable point of support, and the rope binding him was made of some unknown material, which tightened the more he struggled.
"Sir, don't waste your energy. Supernatural powers can't break that rope," the woman advised.
Bai He immediately stopped struggling and asked in return, "What is your purpose? Is there anything I can help you with?"
Perhaps not expecting Bai He to surrender so readily, the woman's voice faltered for a moment.
But Bai He didn't think much of it. Since he had already been captured, the key was to save his life from torture; everything else had to come second.
After a long pause, the woman finally spoke, "Mr. Ghost Tamer Master from Headquarters, you don't need to know my purpose. If you want to live, don't meddle in other people's business. If you dare to ruin my plans, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
Bai He nodded with difficulty, behaving as obediently as could be.
The woman's voice disappeared; she didn't speak again.
Bai He, however, was unwilling to sit idly by and wait for his death; he didn't think the other party would let him go!
Never entrust your life to the probability of the enemy's mercy!
Hu Jiu disguised himself as an inconspicuous orange cat and quietly slipped into the amusement park.
Its big, bright eyes darted around, but there was no one there.
He then began his exploration.
His actions were completely random, lacking any purpose or regularity.
He encountered some tourists along the way, but perhaps because he was now a cat, the tourists saw him but pretended not to.
However, he soon noticed something unusual about some of the tourists.
A man wandered aimlessly, his expression constantly shifting between terror and ferocity, as if he were trapped in some kind of demonic possession.
Suddenly, as if he had come to his senses, he ran headlong toward the amusement park exit.
"Stop bothering me! Let me leave!" he yelled frantically.
He had come to this amusement park to play, but inexplicably got stuck here.
He only remembers that during his trip, he suddenly felt a daze, and his consciousness seemed to be projected onto another person, experiencing that person's entire life.
Unfamiliar memories kept flooding his mind. At first, he could barely maintain his sense of self, but gradually he couldn't hold on any longer and couldn't even tell who he was.
Body, memories, identity, life... all seem to be gradually being merged and replaced.
I will live on in your place!
Such a voice kept echoing in my mind.
Unwilling to give up, he desperately tried to escape while he had temporarily regained control!
The other tourists in the amusement park were in a similar state; he dared not think too much about what had happened and only wanted to escape and save his life.
But the voice in his mind kept seducing him...
"I'm the CEO. I can work and earn money to support my parents while using your identity. I can also build a fortune from scratch."
"You're such a mediocre person, unable to afford a house or get married. Your parents have done everything they could to raise you, yet you've accomplished nothing, bringing shame upon them. With such a high level of education, you can only work like a slave for others..."
"Why not let me try a life where I can see the end from the beginning?"
"I can use your identity and your name to reach the pinnacle of life, ensure your parents have a worry-free old age, make them respected wherever they go, and make your name their pride."
The man, who was fleeing, shamefully wavered, but only for a moment.
He absolutely refuses to give up his body!
No matter how mundane and painful life may be, he will never give up on his life!
He would rather live a painful life than be replaced silently!
Rather than placing hope and responsibility on a stranger, it's better to take it upon oneself. Heaven knows whether that monstrous thing will truly treat his family well after taking his place.
His will grew stronger, and the manipulative voice in his mind grew more impatient. When it realized he couldn't be persuaded, it finally turned into a long, mournful sigh.
He was almost at the amusement park exit when the voice in his head disappeared. The fleeing man revealed a sense of relief at being alive. He didn't know exactly what had happened, only that it was something like Ghost Possession or having his body taken over.
Just as he was considering whether to call the police after he left, and whether the police would believe him, a ball of orange fire shot from not far away and hit him directly.
"Ah--"
After a short scream, he was burned to ashes.
A chubby, fair-skinned child with a gourd and two green leaves growing on his head calmly turned around and continued his patrol after watching the man's ashes being blown away.