Twelve Strands of Light of Luck

"Young master..." Su Yi's voice was becoming increasingly coquettish.

Lu Zheng suddenly turned around, his face still full of urgency, but Su Yi suddenly noticed a dark, thick tube pointed directly at her.

"Hmm?"

Su Yi was shocked. This big thing she had never seen before set off alarm bells in her heart.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three loud sounds rang out, and three large nets, each four meters square, shot out from the Net Gun, wrapping around Su Yi's body with lightning speed.

The way she was entangled would probably infuriate any Rope Art Master; it was utterly lacking in aesthetics.

High-strength nylon rope, commonly used in modern times for mountaineering, towing, and lifting, was undoubtedly the most top-tier and resilient rope. Now, with three shots fired in quick succession, Su Yi was densely wrapped up.

"Buzz!"

The Peace Talisman in Lu Zheng's arms suddenly became hotter than ever before!

"Aowu!"

Su Yi suddenly let out a non-human howl, and her beautiful human skin seemed to peel off like clothing, revealing her true form.

Its color was dark green, its body covered in pus, and although it had facial features, they were hideous like a ghost. Its literal sharp teeth and claws tore and bit, as if cutting with knives. The high-strength nylon rope couldn't withstand it and began to fray.

And the Corpse Ghoul's hands, though appearing human, slashed left and right like sharp blades, causing the dense nylon rope to snap.

If left unchecked, the Corpse Ghoul would likely break free soon.

Terrifying! And... so damn disgusting!

"Aowu! Die!"

A rough voice came from the Corpse Ghoul's mouth, bearing no resemblance to the clear, seductive tone from before.

Lu Zheng suppressed his nausea, tossed aside the Net Gun, and immediately lifted the quilt, revealing the items on the bed.

He grabbed the Embroidered Spring Blade with his left hand, gripped the hilt with his right, and drew it backhand.

"Clang!"

The long blade was unsheathed, and in the light of the oil lamp, a flash of moonlight-like steel swept across, even dazzling the Corpse Ghoul's eyes.

Without even needing to sense it, the Corpse Ghoul knew this was a rare and powerful weapon.

Not having time to ponder how Lu Zheng, a scholar from a small county, could possess such a blade, the Corpse Ghoul accelerated its struggle to break free from the nylon net.

In just a short moment, the Corpse Ghoul's head and one right hand had managed to break free for the most part.

But that was as far as it got.

Lu Zheng quickly stepped forward, using the riot shield to block the Corpse Ghoul's right hand, which couldn't exert much force yet, and then raised the long blade high.

"No!"

A short howl, and then a flash of white light filled the Corpse Ghoul's eyes.

One strike to sever the head!

After the strike, Lu Zheng retreated rapidly.

At the same time, with a loud "Bang!", a large amount of black smoke billowed out from the Corpse Ghoul's severed wound.

Lu Zheng retreated to the bedside at lightning speed, grabbed the gas mask with quick eyes and hands, and instantly put it on.

The next moment, the Corpse Ghoul's body and head exploded with a bang, turning into black smoke that filled the room.

At the same time, the Jade Seal in his mind gently vibrated, and twelve strands of Light of Luck appeared.

The Corpse Ghoul died, its luck returned to the heavens, and the Jade Seal intercepted several strands from it.

So Lu Zheng didn't hesitate any longer and immediately crossed back to modern times.

In the front yard, Uncle Li, covered with a quilt, listened to the faint sounds coming from the backyard.

"It's good to be young!"

Back in modern times, Lu Zheng yanked off his gas mask and ran to the toilet, where he started retching into the bowl.

No other reason than it was too disgusting! As someone who barely watched horror movies, this was the first time he'd encountered a non-human evil ghost in reality, and then gotten close enough to chop off its head with a knife? "Ugh!"

After retching for a while without bringing anything up, Lu Zheng slowed down, slowly shuffled out of the bathroom, and poured himself a glass of hot water.

Lying on the sofa, holding the hot water, Lu Zheng casually turned on the TV.

Aimlessly flipping through channels, feeling the Light of Luck in the Jade Seal in his mind, Lu Zheng finally perked up.

Twelve strands at once, he was rich this time!

Lu Zheng sat on the sofa all night, and just after five in the morning, he traveled back to ancient times again.

He hadn't taken off the gas mask yet, but the black smoke in the house had mostly dissipated.

Because the windows of Lu Zheng's bedroom had been open all along, the black smoke had dissipated with the night breeze.

However, Lu Zheng didn't dare to be careless, and opened the door again to let the rising sun shine in, while he went to sit in the backyard.

Soon, the sun rose high, and the gloom dissipated.

Lu Zheng could even hear Uncle Li and Aunt Liu moving around in the front yard, but they didn't come to disturb him.

How considerate? Lu Zheng couldn't help but shake his head, then stood up and went into the house.

At this time, the Corpse Ghoul's body and the beautiful human skin had disappeared. Under the nylon rope in the middle of the room, there was only a set of silk dresses, a red-gold kingfisher hairpin, and a pair of silk-embroidered shoes.

Lu Zheng thought for a moment and went to the west wing.

Because Lu Zheng suddenly remembered that the Corpse Ghoul's baggage from last night was still in the west wing.

Killing monsters and getting equipment, wasn't that a basic and reasonable operation?

Lu Zheng pushed open the door of the west wing and saw a blue cloth package on the table against the wall, but judging by its size, it seemed a little deflated compared to last night? Lu Zheng stayed far away and used a wooden stick to open the package. A wisp of black smoke dissipated from the package, and then a few odds and ends scattered out, along with a light green plain silk dress with a dark pattern.

It was the dress that Lu Zheng had first seen the Corpse Ghoul wearing.

"It's a person, uh, a ghost."

Confirming it was safe, Lu Zheng then reached out and picked out the few scattered items from the clothes.

A piece of leather, a booklet, and a copper token.

The leather was densely covered with tiny regular script characters. Although they were all traditional characters, Lu Zheng could still understand some of them.

Especially the two characters "Skin Painting" on the title, Lu Zheng was very familiar with them. The titles of those two movies back then also used traditional characters.

"Skin Painting Art?"

"Damn it, what am I going to do with this?"

"Besides, this isn't human skin, is it?"

Lu Zheng hurriedly threw the leather aside and picked up the booklet.

"Grand Yin Superior Soul Cleansing Scripture?"

A cultivation method?

Lu Zheng's eyes lit up, then he flipped through it and found that he couldn't understand it at all!

Damn! Finally, Lu Zheng picked up the copper token.

He originally thought it was something good, but it turned out to be just an ordinary copper token. However, the front of the token was inscribed with the two characters "Nightfall", and the back was painted with a hideous ghost face.

Lu Zheng: ⊙_⊙||| Did I do something stupid and provoke some terrible force? "You Corpse Ghoul, are you out of your mind?"

You, you should have just said you had a backer. Since you knew I was pretty good too, wouldn't it have been better if we had just stayed out of each other's way? Why didn't you say you had a backer before you died! Aren't you screwing me over? Corpse Ghoul: (◣д◢)

Did I have a chance to speak? Then, Lu Zheng decisively re-wrapped the package, and then wrapped the set of silk dresses from the bedroom together as well.

"Uncle Li!"

"Young Master!"

"Come with me, rent a car, go to White Cloud Temple!"

"Huh? What?"