Hu Jiu didn't care how much trouble Wei Chuanmo's body had caused. If it was too much of a hassle, he would just find a way to get another body.
He reached out and patted the table, and a faint Supernatural power surged and spread outwards.
A moment later, there was a gentle knock on the window of the rented room.
Hu Jiu opened the window and saw a small tabby cat with a ferocious face, staring with a pair of big, cold, black eyes, obediently lying outside the window.
Previously, Wei Chuanmo had taken a small section of the Bronze Tree outside. He used it to conduct experiments on stray animals, and this little tabby cat was the result of those experiments, making it a puppet controlled by Hu Jiu.
Seeing the little tabby cat, Hu Jiu suddenly thought of an old friend... oh no, an old cat.
The talking Spirit Cat at Headquarters can soothe the rage of those Ghost Tamer.
The little tabby cat in front of them could actually speak under Hu Jiu's control, but once it was free from Hu Jiu's control, its intelligence was just that of an ordinary kitten.
Influenced by the Supernatural within it, this little tabby cat is anything but cute; instead, it exudes a creepy aura, like a cat from a horror story that jumps around a recently deceased corpse and causes it to turn into a zombie.
"Come here." Hu Jiu beckoned to the little tabby cat, pinched its head and rubbed it for a while, then gave the kitten a quick wash.
He likes these kinds of scary yet eerie cute things.
"What use is this cat?" Du Zhong asked.
"He can be considered a Ghost Tamer after all," Hu Jiu said. He had already written rules into the cat, which would cause the corpse to turn into a zombie when it touched a human body.
Essentially, this was equivalent to creating a Ghost Slave. Anyway, it was just a little tabby cat, and Hu Jiu didn't expect it to do anything. He just wanted to keep it as a backup plan.
The next morning, a knocking sound suddenly rang out.
Hu Jiu: "Who is it?"
"I'm the landlord. The downstairs tenant said the ceiling is leaking, so I'm bringing a plumber in to check the pipes." The landlord's slightly stiff voice came from outside the door.
Hu Jiu peered through the door and saw five or six burly men in black standing behind the landlord outside.
This plumber is quite unique!
Pretending not to notice anything, Hu Jiu patted the kitten's head, and the figures of the two began to become illusory and flat.
The landlord's knocking and urging continued, and the burly men standing behind him grew increasingly impatient.
Just then, the door suddenly opened slowly in front of them, creaking, but strangely, they didn't see anyone opening the door; it was as if the door had opened on its own.
Taking advantage of their superior numbers, they turned a blind eye to this abnormality.
Behind the door was a narrow, simple room, which felt particularly crowded when many people came in.
The curtains were drawn, dimly lit the room, and a strange painting hung on the wall: a young man holding a cat. Both the man and the cat had empty, cold eyes, seemingly watching the intruders.
Apart from that, everything seemed calm and ordinary.
"Where is he?" a burly man in black demanded of the landlord, his voice echoing in the empty room.
"I don't know either. All I know is that he hasn't left the house at all in the past few days. Could he have slipped out the window?" The landlord's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible tension.
Some people hurriedly drew the curtains to look outside, while others checked under the bed and in the wardrobe, trying to find Wei Chuanmo.
"Ah!" The person who went to draw the curtains suddenly let out a short scream.
There was no window behind the curtains, just a bare wall. The light that had been reflecting off the curtains disappeared as he pulled them open, plunging the entire room into darkness, as if it had suddenly become night.
"What's going on?" the burly man in black, who was leading the group, questioned the landlord again.
The landlord was drenched in cold sweat; he hadn't forgotten that someone had recently been brutally murdered in this room.
Just as he turned to leave quickly, he found that the door he had just entered through had also disappeared, replaced by a cold wall covered with mottled moss.
"Where's the door?" someone screamed, their voice trembling slightly.
Although they are very skilled fighters, they still instinctively tremble when faced with something like this.
"Don't panic, take another look." The burly man in black, who was leading the group, tried his best to remain calm, but his voice trembled slightly.
The group frantically searched for a way out of the room, feeling their way along the walls and checking every corner.
However, no matter how hard they tried, they found no sign of a way to leave. Time ticked by, and fear crept into their hearts.
"Haunted... Haunted? It must be haunted!" The landlord backed away in terror, bumping into the wall behind him.
"Are we going to be trapped here and die?" another desperate voice rang out.
Time blurred in their fear, their phone batteries slowly died, and their watches inexplicably broke down. They didn't know how long they had been trapped, or if they would ever get out.
Fortunately, the bathroom faucets were still working, so they wouldn't die of thirst or make a terrible mess.
However, the atmosphere in the room became increasingly oppressive, the temperature dropped lower and lower, and the hunger in my stomach grew stronger and stronger.
"Are we going to never get out of here?" Finally, someone broke down, crying and wailing wildly.
After a breakdown, there is a need for emotional release.
After venting, he gradually calmed down and began to consider the issue of food.
The only outsider present was the landlord.
Several mangled skeletons covered in bite marks were piled up in the cramped rented room.
The only survivor had already gone mad.
Hu Jiu stepped out of the painting, holding a kitten in her arms.
In reality, only an hour had passed, but these people were trapped in the Ghost Domain, and their cognition and senses were all confused.
Hu Jiu, carrying the cat and his ID, left the room.
Due to the Supernatural influence, the corpse in the room decomposed rapidly, and soon a foul stench emanated from it.
In the afternoon, police cars arrived with sirens blaring.
Armed police cordoned off the area around the rental apartment, while a group of media reporters secretly waited at a distance to take pictures.
The crime scene was as shocking as ever, the cause of death remained bizarre, all the bodies were quickly removed, and the police immediately identified Wei Chuanmo as the prime suspect.
In this day and age, as long as the police are willing to investigate, it's hard to find an unsolved case.
After several investigations, the police quickly discovered that Wei Chuanmo was also involved in another murder case.
Within 12 hours, Wei Chuanmo's arrest warrant was posted online, and the police reminded the public to pay attention to safety and offered a reward for reporting such information.
To the outside world, all the blame for the murders, including the death of the previous tenant Zhang Wu, was attributed to Wei Chuanmo. It was claimed that Wei Chuanmo had an antisocial personality and would return to the scene of the murder to admire his own methods.
As for the strange and unnatural phenomena discovered at the crime scene, not a single detail has been revealed.
At midnight, a man wearing a mask and black-rimmed glasses stood by the roadside and waved to a taxi.
The driver immediately stopped the car and asked, "Where are you going?"
"White Egret Villa District." The man gave the address after getting into the car, then sat silently in the back seat without saying a word.
The driver wanted to lighten the mood, since the address was in a well-known upscale neighborhood in the city.
But after glancing at the passenger in the rearview mirror a few more times, the driver suddenly felt a jolt in his heart. The passenger's face... despite wearing a mask and glasses, was still quite recognizable.
Damn, he's a wanted criminal!
The driver's heart raced instantly. He often drove at night to earn more money to support his family, but he never expected to encounter such a terrible thing!
Etc...
Then he remembered the reward for tipping off the wanted criminal.
Fortune favors the bold, and the desire for wealth momentarily outweighed the fear of the wanted criminal. Without batting an eye, the driver began to take a detour.
Suddenly, a passenger in the back seat spoke up, "Driver, have you heard the story of the 'Midnight Taxi'?"
The driver, drenched in sweat, forced a smile, "Is it a horror story? You can't just make things up like that, I'm easily scared, and I drive at night."
He planned to feign compliance with the wanted criminal for the time being, and then unexpectedly deliver him to the police station entrance.
But the other person started telling Ghost Story —a cursed taxi that drives through the streets every midnight, able to take passengers anywhere, but its lifespan is its only reward...
As he recounted the story, the driver felt a chilling aura clinging to him like a bone-deep infection, seeping into his very soul.
The driver gradually realized something was wrong. He tried to stop the car, open the door, and run away, but he had already lost control of his body and it was too late to escape.
Slowly, his pupils lost focus, becoming empty, numb, and cold. His face turned as pale as paper, like a corpse, yet a chilling smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
Before long, they arrived at their destination, and Hu Jiu dusted off his clothes and got out of the car.
The driver drove the taxi and disappeared into the night.
Are you a resident here?
Seeing a strangely dressed stranger about to enter the White Egret Villa District, the security guard immediately asked him a question.
He had worked here for a long time and was very familiar with the faces of the residents. After all, this was one of the most upscale residential areas in the city, and ordinary people wouldn't come and go here. The security guards wouldn't let strange strangers in either.
Hu Jiu turned and glanced at the security guard, who immediately looked confused.
Then Hu Jiu swaggered in.
He came to find the family of the victim killed by Wei Chuanmo. Since killing one or two was the same thing, he might as well send the whole family away to avoid future trouble.
In a sense, it also allowed the victim's family to reunite.
Hu Jiu quickly located the position.
His eyes were fixed on a particular resident, and the next second he appeared inside.
A second later, everyone in the room was dead.
The police arrived at the crime scene the next day, by which time Hu Jiu had already gone to another city.
White Pheasant City is a small county town with a small population.
Hu Jiu found a place to stay at random. His room was large and messy, empty, with almost nothing in it, but Hu Jiu didn't care, since he wasn't there to do anything serious anyway.
"Where should I begin...?" he muttered to himself.
"I have a few suggestions, would you like to hear them?" Du Zhong's voice rang out at the right time.
Hu Jiu nodded. "Go ahead."
"Schools, hospitals, funeral homes, cemeteries... these are all places where all sorts of strange tales and legends circulate, perfect for you to stir up trouble," Du Zhong said one by one.
Hu Jiu pondered for a moment, "Let's go to the hospital..."
"Dr. Li, quick! There's a patient with severe allergies here who needs immediate medical attention!"
"Okay, coming right now!"
Outside the emergency room of the city hospital, a middle-aged woman with impeccable makeup paced anxiously, the sound of her high heels echoing in the corridor.
Occasionally, she would take out the makeup mirror from her bag to check if her makeup had smudged, and then continue pacing anxiously.
Fortunately, the patient received timely treatment and is not in life-threatening condition.
At night, Zhao Chuxia groggily opened her eyes, looked around at her surroundings, and smelled the disinfectant. She was momentarily stunned.
The nurse noticed she was awake and quickly called the doctor.
After the doctor asked a few questions, Zhao Chuxia suddenly remembered that she had an allergic reaction while having dinner at home during her vacation and had been rushed to the emergency room.
"You know your allergens, so why did you come into contact with so many allergens?" the doctor asked, frowning.
Zhao Chuxia looked at her mother with a wry smile.
Her mother was very impatient. "You're so fussy! You can't even eat soybeans? I saw online that experts say allergies require desensitization; you can gradually tolerate them by eating only a little bit each time."
"I only added soybeans to the stewed pig's trotters soup because I wanted to help you. I even scooped them all out, but who knew your body would be so sensitive to these things?"
"Madam!" Dr. Li interrupted her sternly, "An allergy is an abnormal immune response, and the symptoms can range from mild to severe. Your daughter's symptoms are in the very severe category, and she absolutely cannot be exposed to any allergens!"
"She was taken to the hospital in time, so she didn't suffer any serious physical damage. Otherwise, given her condition, her life could easily have been in danger."
"Okay, okay," Zhao's mother waved her hand dismissively, muttering under her breath, "It wasn't this serious when I secretly added soybeans before..."
Zhao Chuxia lowered her head, her eyes red-rimmed.
That's because I used to take allergy medication before meals!
Although she repeatedly reminded her parents that her allergen was soybeans, they stubbornly believed that she was being dramatic and that eating more soybeans regularly would cure her allergy.
Gradually, Zhao Chuxia stopped talking about it, because she found that the more she talked, the more she was forced to eat soybeans.
This has been the case since she was little. Once she develops a resistance or aversion to something, that thing will frequently appear in the house afterward, and her parents will always force her to accept what she doesn't like.
Zhao Chuxia secretly bought allergy medicine and pretended that she wasn't so allergic to soybeans. This time, she forgot to take the medicine and didn't expect that her mother would deliberately remove the soybeans from the pig's trotter soup.
She knew that after this emergency treatment, her parents wouldn't change at all; they would only try to intensify their efforts to add soybeans to her diet.