Jiang Tianlong saw what Qin Hao was thinking but did not speak up to remind him, merely waiting at the side.
Qin Hao looked up toward the sky above the residence and could clearly see a thick layer of killing intent. It showed that there were surely many ghosts inside.
"Constable Jiang, let's go. We'll head in and have a meeting with these little ghosts."
Qin Hao looked at the residence before him and spoke excitedly. Seeing that dense killing intent, he knew another sizable batch of attribute points was calling to him.
Hearing Qin Hao's words, Jiang Tianlong detected a trace of excitement in his tone. He could not understand it. Why would he feel that way? Did Qin Hao have some peculiar hobby?
He stopped dwelling on it and walked toward the Zhang Family Manor's gate. As soon as he reached it, he felt waves of chilling wind leaking through the cracks.
He took a deep breath and was about to push open the gate.
Qin Hao stepped forward and kicked it directly. With a bang, he sent the gate flying.
The kicked gate shot straight into the courtyard. With a boom, it crashed down and kicked up dust that filled the sky.
Qin Hao looked at Jiang Tianlong beside him. "Hehe, Constable Jiang, were you planning to push the door open and go in? That's far too refined. We're here to smash the place up, not pay a visit."
With that, Qin Hao raised his foot and stepped into the Zhang Family Manor.
Hearing Qin Hao's reminder, Jiang Tianlong realized that was true. He was here to smash the place up too, so why was he being polite?
He followed Qin Hao into the courtyard.
The moment Qin Hao entered, a bone-piercing gust of cold wind blew toward him. Ancient locust trees had been planted all around, making the place seem even more gloomy and sinister.
"As expected of a haunted house. It's at least ten degrees colder than outside. It'd make a great refrigerator."
Qin Hao did not act rashly. He continued observing the surroundings, but there was no movement.
Jiang Tianlong then came to Qin Hao's side, keeping watch over their surroundings.
Qin Hao was in no hurry. That kick of his had surely caught the ghosts' attention. He only needed to wait here for them to show themselves.
Throughout the Zhang Family residence, Qin Hao's kick had startled everything into motion. The entire manor began to stir.
Several ghosts lying on the ground slowly emerged from the walls, their eyes glowing green.
Several more disheveled ghosts slowly poked their heads out of the pond, letting out low, continuous growls.
The ghosts gradually closed in on Qin Hao.
Just as the ghosts kept approaching Qin Hao, a figure in the Zhang residence's basement was also awakened by his actions.
The man had disheveled hair, a deathly pale face, and a black robe embroidered with a huge ghost character.
"Damn it! Who came here at a time like this? Could it be those government officials again?"
"I spared them some time ago, and now they've come knocking again!"
"I might as well wipe them all out in one sweep, lest a long night breed many dreams."
Having said that, he slowly rose to his feet, killing intent swirling around him as he walked out of the basement.
"They're here!" Qin Hao and Jiang Tianlong said at the same time.
"Hehe~"
"Hiss~"
Eerie, sinister laughter echoed through the courtyard of the Old Zhang Family Residence. A swarm of ghosts gathered toward the courtyard from every direction, every pair of eyes glowing green, every mouth gaping like a basin of blood. They looked incomparably bizarre.
Yet Qin Hao made no move. He discovered that these were merely First-tier and Second-tier ghosts, with only two or three Third-tier ones among them. Compared to the Ghost Nest from before, this was like a sorcerer's trick before real magic.
Qin Hao even felt somewhat disappointed. If this was all there was, he would gain very few attribute points. It would depend on that Fourth-tier ghost and the Ghost cultivator who had attacked Jiang Tianlong.
Seeing so many ghosts, Jiang Tianlong could no longer remain calm. Unlike Qin Hao or the Heavenly Dragon Guard, he had rarely encountered ghosts before, and when he did, there had only been one or two. He had never faced so many at once, so he was still somewhat flustered.
Qin Hao knew these were merely appetizers, so he decided to quickly deal with these minor lackeys first, lest they interfere with his battle against the Ghost cultivator later.
He also noticed Jiang Tianlong's unease and reminded him, "Constable Jiang, leave these to me. You only need to stay where you are."
As he spoke, lightning appeared in Qin Hao's palm. It began to writhe in his hand like a tiny living serpent.
Lightning was naturally the bane of ghosts. Thus, when the ghosts in the courtyard saw the lightning in Qin Hao's hand, they began to stir restlessly.
"Ahh~"
"Hiss!"
Upon seeing the lightning, the ghosts all prepared to flee.
Seeing that the ghosts already intended to retreat, Qin Hao stopped charging power. He opened his palm and sent the Lightning Serpent in his hand toward the surrounding ghosts.
"Go! Lightning Serpent!"
This was a move Qin Hao had devised himself. After awakening his bloodline and gaining the ability to control lightning, he had developed this technique while becoming familiar with that power. It could swiftly clear out weaker enemies on the field.
The Lightning Serpent seemed alive as it floated in the air. The instant Qin Hao sent it forth, its speed rose to the limit, and it vanished from before the little ghosts' eyes in an instant.
While the little ghosts were still panicking, the Lightning Serpent appeared beside a Second-tier ghost.
The little ghost noticed the Lightning Serpent too. Just as it was about to dodge, the Lightning Serpent pierced straight through its head, instantly robbing the Second-tier ghost of all vitality. It collapsed to the ground.
Ding! Obtained 20 attribute points!
At that moment, the system notification also rang out in Qin Hao's mind.
Hearing that sound, Qin Hao's lips curled upward.
Seeing this, the ghosts began to flee madly in every direction.
But compared to the Lightning Serpent, their speed was far too slow. After killing the first ghost, the Lightning Serpent did not pause for even a moment, instead continuing its search for the next target.
"Sizzle!"
The sounds of the Lightning Serpent's killings began to ring out. Ghost after ghost had its head pierced and fell to the ground, dead beyond all doubt.
Jiang Tianlong watched this scene in utter bewilderment. Since when had ghosts become so fragile?
He could not help muttering, "What a monster. No wonder he was invited to join the Heavenly Dragon Guard at such a young age."
Something Qin Hao had casually created had, in an instant, wiped out nearly all the ghosts in the courtyard.
When the Third-tier ghost saw its companions die miserably, it perhaps realized that fleeing would be useless and prepared to fight with everything it had.
It clung to the wall, a tail extending from its backside. Hunched over, it stared viciously at the Lightning Serpent, poised to strike.
Just as the Lightning Serpent finished off a Second-tier ghost and shot toward that Third-tier ghost—
At that moment, an iron chain lashed out from inside the house and shattered Qin Hao's Lightning Serpent with a single blow.
Seeing this, the Third-tier ghost seized the chance to flee toward the iron chain.
Qin Hao was greatly surprised to see the Lightning Serpent dispersed. His Lightning Serpent possessed enough power to kill anything below the third tier, yet an iron chain had easily destroyed it.
Qin Hao and Jiang Tianlong both turned their gazes toward the house. An old man in a black robe appeared before them, iron chains dragging behind him and wrinkles covering his face.
The moment Jiang Tianlong saw him, he knew this was the man who had sent him flying with one strike when he had come to purge these ghosts some time ago.
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