Mysterious Revival: Starting by Controlling the Person-Hiding Ghost, part 31

After she sat down, Jiang Li couldn't help taking a few extra looks at her.

It wasn't because her appearance was too captivating, but because beneath that beauty lurked a hint of something deadly, forcing him to be on guard in advance.

About five minutes passed.

The man sleeping soundly beside the woman in the qipao suddenly woke up and spoke in a listless voice:

"Liu Qingqing, from now on, stay away from me when I'm sleeping. Otherwise, I'll be startled awake without meaning to."

Liu Qingqing swept back her long hair and replied coldly:

"We've already worked together to get through two letter deliveries. Can't you even trust me enough to sleep without guarding against me?"

The man beside her, named Guo You, shook his head and answered with a dejected expression:

"No, it's not that I don't trust you. It's that sometimes you feel very unfamiliar to me, as if you'd become a completely different person. I can't keep sleeping soundly with that feeling."

"Fine. I won't bother you the next time you sleep," Liu Qingqing said. "Now let's talk about this letter delivery. The location seems very unusual. What do you think?"

"I have a bad feeling about it... That place will definitely be unimaginably terrifying. If it weren't for the letter, I'd never go anywhere like that in my life."

As he spoke, Guo You suddenly turned and glanced at Jiang Li, then fell silent.

Jiang Li showed no reaction, merely thinking to himself:

Is this guy that perceptive? He noticed me even though I wasn't looking at them anymore. As expected of a messenger from the Ghost Post Office, he's already a cut above ordinary people.

Still... Jiang Li didn't know which floor Liu Qingqing was a messenger on at this point, so he couldn't tell how strong she was. But one thing was certain: the qipao she wore was definitely no ordinary garment.

But things probably wouldn't line up so coincidentally on this trip. They were going to deliver a letter, while he was going out for fun with He Tianxiong from the Friend Circle. The chances of the two groups running into each other should be slim.

After that, there was no more noticeable conversation on the plane, and the game on his phone grew dull as well.

Jiang Li kept an eye on the two of them out of the corner of his eye, and could also sense that they were on guard against him.

Only when the plane landed did the standoff finally end.

Liu Qingqing and Guo You, who was traveling with her, quickly got up and prepared to leave with their belongings.

The curves outlined by her qipao immediately drew the eyes of quite a few passengers, and the sound of swallowing rose and fell around them.

She frowned slightly and snorted, looking back over the passengers before fixing her gaze on Jiang Li.

Her gaze was icy and openly hostile, as though she were warning Jiang Li in advance.

For no other reason than that Jiang Li was closest to her and had been the most obvious about looking at her legs.

But that was unfair.

At first glance, those legs looked lovely, but a closer look revealed that they weren't part of a real human body. They belonged to a cold wooden puppet.

Besides, Jiang Li hadn't been looking at her thighs. He had been looking at the red high heels on her feet.

A vividly colored qipao, a bizarre puppet body, and a pair of red high heels that gave off an ominous aura.

Jiang Li couldn't help frowning.

As he was now, he wasn't very confident he could suppress Liu Qingqing, who possessed at least three supernatural powers, let alone deal with the other contingencies left on her by Republican-era ghost controllers.

She was a dangerous woman, not someone to provoke lightly.

At the very least, he couldn't be the one to provoke her.

After getting off the plane, Jiang Li was about to take a taxi to the hotel they had agreed on when he saw Liu Qingqing and her companion get into a black sedan and quickly drive away from the airport.

Seeing this, Jiang Li couldn't help sighing.

"They move pretty quickly. These messengers really do have good potential. If I get the chance to recruit a few reliable ones as companions in the future, that might not be a bad thing."

After getting a taxi, Jiang Li opened his phone and searched for his destination.

The Cloud Summit Club.

There wasn't much information online about the establishment. It was described only as an upscale private club halfway up a mountain on the outskirts of the city, with a strict membership policy that made it difficult for ordinary people without membership cards to get in.

That certainly suited a big capitalist like He Tianxiong.

Chapter 48: The arrogant He Tianxiong

Six in the evening.

After a journey of nearly two hours.

A gray-white sedan drove along a winding mountain road and stopped before an imposing black gate.

"This should be the place."

Jiang Li pushed open the car door and headed straight for the club's entrance.

When he reached the gate, the guard, who had been scrolling through his phone, suddenly reached out to stop him and spoke fairly politely.

"Hello. Please show your membership card to enter. We aren't open to nonmembers."

Jiang Li paused, then took out his ID card and said:

"How much does a membership card cost? I'll get one here."

"Here? We have had people do that before, but the minimum initial deposit is five million. If you'd still like to proceed, a staff member will take you to complete the paperwork shortly."

As the guard spoke, he took the ID and glanced at it, then slapped his forehead as though he'd suddenly remembered something.

"I'm terribly sorry. You're Mr. He's specially invited guest. You can use any of our services today without a membership card. I'm very sorry for taking up your time. Please come this way."

The black gate soon opened.

The entire Cloud Summit Club appeared before him.

It was a small building in a modern Chinese style, built against the mountainside. It looked small and elegant.

Jiang Li raised an eyebrow and went inside.

The club's interior looked extraordinarily luxurious, every bit of it redolent of money, yet there was an oppressive feeling that was hard to put into words.

After learning who Jiang Li was, several staff members in the front hall immediately bowed respectfully and enthusiastically offered to take him to He Tianxiong's private room.

This puzzled Jiang Li all the more.

He had thought He Tianxiong was merely one of the club's big clients, but now it seemed there was more to it than that.

As he followed the staff member, they passed through corridors lined with all kinds of paintings he couldn't name, giving the place a very high-class feel.

The staff member stopped outside a private room called "Listening to the Rain Pavilion."

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. He is waiting for you inside. Enjoy yourselves~"

When Jiang Li pushed open the door, he saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing by the window, seemingly gazing at the view outside.

There were two distinct depressions in his shoulders, as though something invisible were pressing down on them.

At some point, a light rain had begun pattering outside.

Hearing the movement behind him, He Tianxiong immediately turned around with a confident smile.

"You're Jiang Li, aren't you? I've already heard about you from Wang Shan. You're very capable. You managed to contain a fierce ghost with an S-class danger rating, so your strength must be infinitely close to mine by now."

"Heh, I wouldn't dare claim that."

Jiang Li had just sat down when a crisp knock came from outside the door.

"Come in. Let our guest try our establishment's specialties," He Tianxiong called.

Several staff members immediately entered carrying platters. They set one exquisitely presented dish after another on the table and brought over several bottles of unfamiliar liquor.

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, red-braised pork with sea cucumber, hibiscus and lily shark fin in abalone sauce, French foie gras...

The staff introduced the dishes one by one, and listening to them was enough to make Jiang Li a little dizzy.

But He Tianxiong seemed to enjoy the feeling, his eyebrows slowly rising without his noticing.

"I haven't eaten here since I bought the place, so I don't know exactly how the food tastes. But looking at it now, it really does make my mouth water."

Jiang Li merely smiled and said nothing.

The dishes did look tempting, but that was all.

Ever since he had controlled a fierce ghost and suffered its erosion of his body and mind, his desires as a living person had been steadily shrinking and fading away.

Faced with the table full of delicacies, he had no interest in eating them. He would rather leave them there and look at them.

If he had become like this, He Tianxiong definitely couldn't be much better off. The way he was acting now was just a performance.

It was clear that He Tianxiong was a drama queen, a drama queen who loved to show off.

"Alas."

After all the staff had left the room, He Tianxiong suddenly sighed, looking deeply regretful.

"Jiang Li, I hardly ever come to Dayi City, and I don't even have much time to travel around over the course of a year. But do you know why I chose to buy this club?"

"I don't. I'd be glad to hear the details," Jiang Li said.

He Tianxiong was very pleased with that answer. Smiling, he slowly walked behind Jiang Li.

The move immediately put Jiang Li on high alert.

His eyes narrowed, and he held himself perfectly still.

As Jiang Li recalled, He Tianxiong had controlled two ghosts. One was the Ghost Flesh and Blood that corroded and took over his body, and the other was the Person-Treading Ghost that stood on his shoulders.

The Person-Treading Ghost was quite terrifying. It couldn't even be seen in reality.

But its killing rule was extremely easy to trigger and hard to guard against.

One couldn't look up.

More precisely, one mustn't look above He Tianxiong's head. Otherwise, regardless of whether one saw the ghost, it would step down from his shoulders and kill whoever had looked up.

Seeing that Jiang Li didn't seem to react, He Tianxiong cheerfully began massaging his shoulders. At the same time, he leaned his head next to Jiang Li's shoulder with an air of mystery and whispered:

"Because I want to, so I can do anything I want. Understand?"

As he spoke, He Tianxiong alternated between light and heavy pressure on Jiang Li's shoulders, as though further illustrating his way of doing things while continuing to goad Jiang Li into looking back.

"I don't understand. And you're terrible at massaging shoulders," Jiang Li said quietly. "It's not just me. Even it is a little displeased with you."

"It?"

"What is it?"

He Tianxiong froze, then felt something touch the side of his face. It seemed a little cold.

The moment he turned to look, the smile froze on his face.

The Person-Hiding Ghost, pressed against the tip of his nose, was smiling too. Two hollow depressions appeared on either side of its face, and its eyes, clouded with white film, met He Tianxiong's.

Before He Tianxiong could react, the Person-Hiding Ghost slowly parted its shriveled, blackened lips.

Whoosh~

A stream of icy, foul-smelling, murky gas poured from the Person-Hiding Ghost's mouth and burrowed into He Tianxiong's nose and mouth as if alive.

At that moment, the smile vanished completely from He Tianxiong's face, replaced by a look of ferocious agony.

An intense feeling of suffocation made him collapse onto the table and gasp for air. At the same time, he swept the exquisite food onto the floor with one hand, leaving a mess everywhere.