The Terrifying Curse

According to the glasses man, there was no pattern to the supernatural phenomena in the corridor.

Beyond the supernatural influence that filled the air and steadily eroded people's minds, actual Evil Spirits appeared at random.

Some people could spend days inside without incident, while others might run straight into a Vicious Ghost the moment they set foot there.

It seemed to come down entirely to luck.

"Maybe I'd have better luck if I read fewer dark jokes and downloaded one of those wooden-fish apps to tap on now and then?" Jiang Qiao muttered.

He had not lowered his voice, so the two beside him heard him.

They were dumbfounded.

What did dark jokes have to do with tapping a wooden fish?

Could that really make the Buddha protect them?

The two exchanged a look.

If someone else had said that, they might have told him to stop talking nonsense on the spot.

But this man was clearly terrifyingly powerful.

What if there was a deeper meaning?

While they lingered, the blue-green hue had nearly reached them. The Evil Spirits resembling an Opera Troupe had fully emerged and were making their way toward them.

As they drew closer, the corridor lights dimmed almost to the point of going out.

Completely.

"Senior, shouldn't we prepare?" The glasses man's expression shifted at the sight, and he suggested quietly, "You're powerful, but there's no need to clash with the supernatural."

"We only need to turn our backs and let them pass."

It was not that he was worried about Jiang Qiao. He simply did not dare turn around and crouch without Jiang Qiao's approval.

What if the man had an unpredictable temper and snapped, "Do you think you can ignore me?"

That would be disastrous!

This was no joke.

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