The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 101

After Jin Chen left, Qing Li continued to bring warmth to the residents of other buildings in White Grave residential area.

 

On a cold winter night, with rain and snow intermingling, people like her who are willing to help ghosts are needed to warm the ghosts’ motionless, ice-cold hearts.

 

However, the audience in the live broadcast has already begun to sympathize with the next unlucky person.

 

When Qing Li arrived at the third building of the White Grave residential area and stepped into the corridor, she was greeted with a strong ghostly aura. This building was even more dangerous than the fourth!

 

The concrete walls on both sides of the corridor were imprinted with clear human faces and handprints, as if they were sealed alive in the concrete, struggling to break free.

 

A chilling aura seeped out from the concrete walls…

 

This scene made the live broadcast audience shudder.

 

?Could it be that there are really living people sealed inside the walls??

 

?I feel suffocated even through the screen. How desperate it must be to be sealed alive in a wall waiting for death!?

 

?Shivering. Those expressions are so clear, I can even feel their pain and despair before they died.?

 

Compared to the fourth building, the eerie and terrifying scene in the third building made the audience feel like they had stepped into the entrance of hell.

 

And Qing Li was stepping into hell…

 

“Die—”

 

“Outsider, die—”

 

Suddenly, rotting arms with maggots wriggled out from the walls on both sides, and a voice as hoarse as a crow echoed in the corridor.

 

The arms reached out towards Qing Li, maggots falling off them.

 

“Neighbors, stop, I’m here to help you, don’t misunderstand.”

 

While Qing Li spoke, her hand raised a large cleaver…

 

With each swing of the cleaver, the rotting arms close to Qing Li were chopped off.

 

Then, the cleaver was switched to a large axe, and then to a chainsaw…

 

Wherever Qing Li went, rotten flesh and maggots splattered, creating a gruesome scene.

 

The ghosts hiding in the walls, now handless, were speechless: “Maybe… you should stop first?”

 

After Qing Li stopped, all the arms extending from the wall had been chopped off.

 

The ground was littered with limbs and severed arms, dark red blood and rotting limbs emitted a nauseating stench.

 

The concrete walls, once full of faces and palm prints, now only had bare faces left.

 

The expressions on the faces changed from fierce to tear-streaked.

 

What kind of brutal human is this, damn it, so ruthless.

 

“Sigh, I told you to stop, but you wouldn’t listen, so this is as far as I can help you,” Qing Li said, understanding the ghosts’ intentions.

 

The ghost faces: “…”

 

Did you give us a chance and time to stop?

 

At this moment, Qing Li’s gaze fell on the arm crawling with maggots on the ground, her innocent eyes showing a hint of melancholy and pity…

 

?What does this village girl’s look mean??

 

?The one above is obviously a fake fan, get out.?

 

?As everyone knows, the village girl is a famous organ trafficker in the horror world, so… you can understand this look yourself!?

 

?If it were before, the village girl would definitely have packed all the arms on the ground in a sack and taken them away. She regrets that these arms have maggots, finding them disgusting.?

 

The old fans in the live broadcast room revealed the truth.

 

“Wuu wuu wuu—”

 

“Wuu wuu wuu—”

 

At this moment, a strange sobbing sound suddenly came from the darkness, making one’s hair stand on end.

 

Qing Li pricked up her ears and followed the crying sound around the corridor to the staircase.

 

She saw a dirty, headless little boy with his head on his knees, crying his heart out.

 

“Wuu wuu wuu—”

 

His crying sounded helpless and pitiful.

 

Qing Li’s eyebrows slightly raised, isn’t this the little ghost she met when she was delivering food?

 

“Little boy, why are you crying?” Qing Li bent down to ask, trying to sound as gentle as possible.

 

The headless little boy’s head on his knees, hearing the sound, lifted its hollow eye sockets, and in that moment saw Qing Li holding a large cleaver with rotting flesh, staring at him kindly…

 

Immediately, the crying intensified.

 

“Ah ah ah, Mommy, save me!”

 

The miserable voice echoed at the staircase…

 

Qing Li touched her nose, realizing she must have once deeply hurt the heart of an innocent boy, leaving him with a deep psychological shadow.

 

In that case…

 

As compensation, she chose him for her second neighborhood warming service!

 

“Little boy, don’t be afraid, sister is a good person,” Qing Li said with a gentle smile.

 

The little boy hiccuped through his tears, fearfully saying: “Mommy said, those who say they are good people are not good at all.”

 

Qing Li: “Then what about those who say they are not good people?”

 

Little boy: “Even worse.”

 

Qing Li: “…”

 

This child is so wary, how did he get lured away and dismembered by a murderer in the past?

 

“Little boy, where is your mom?”

 

The little ghost was sitting at the staircase crying, and the red-clothed female ghost, who was always protective of her child, was not around, indicating that something might have happened!

 

Hearing the word “mom,” the little boy sobbed softly: “I don’t know, I can’t find Mommy.”

 

He hugged the rotting head, his small figure lonely and pitiable.

 

Qing Li softly said, “Don’t cry, I’ll take you to find your mom.”

 

The little boy’s eyes instantly welled up with tears: “Sister, you are such a good person.”

 

Qing Li: (???)

 

She seemed to understand why this little rascal was abducted by a murderer before!

 

[This little guy remembered everything his mom said, but it turned out to be of no use at all.]

 

[He didn’t learn his lesson after being abducted and dismembered the first time; he followed someone else without any precautions the second time.]

 

[Parents with children, take this as a warning. Educating children isn’t just about talking; they need to really develop a sense of caution.]

 

[Fortunately, he met a kind and lovely village girl this time. What if it had been another psychotic killer?]

 

The live stream audience fell silent upon seeing this comment…

 

[Caught another fake fan, get out.]

 

The system’s notification sounded: “Ding, please accept the second resident’s request, player number 92. Failure to accept or complete the task will be deemed a failure, resulting in immediate elimination.”

 

Qing Li: “Accepted.”

 

To find his mom as quickly as possible, the little boy told Qing Li everything that happened.

 

“I was tricked here by a bad uncle who said he would take me to find my mom, but she wasn’t here at all. The bad uncle is a big liar; he locked me in a dark room, hit me, burned me with cigarette butts, and cut my flesh with a knife.”

 

His clothes were tattered, and his exposed skin was bruised and battered, with large chunks of flesh gouged out of his legs.

 

“Later, when the bad uncle got bored of me, he said my mom had come and he would return me to her, but only if I played a game of hide and seek with her. If mom found me, I could go home with her.”

 

“I was so happy, despite the pain, thinking I would see my mom soon. So, I agreed to the bad uncle’s request.”

 

“The bad uncle lied again. He gouged out my eyes, chopped my body into many pieces, and then built them into the walls. My mom lost; she didn’t find me.”

 

“But mom won too. She pushed the bad uncle into a blender. His body was ground to a pulp, and mom mixed his flesh, bones, and blood with cement and spread it on the walls.”

 

“Later, my mom finally found me, but she had changed. She was wearing a blood-soaked dress, her hair was a mess, and she looked scary. But no matter what, she will always be my mom, and I will always love her.”

 

The little boy’s face showed a blissful smile, but it froze the next second.

 

He said, “Two nights ago, my mom and I saw the bad uncle.”

 

That was the day his mom left him in the third building and disappeared.

 

“Where did you see the bad uncle?” Qing Li focused on the key point in the boy’s words.

 

The boy’s hollow eye sockets sank into thought, slowly saying: “The first building.”

 

At this moment, the popularity of Qing Li’s live stream broke through one million, and two system notifications sounded simultaneously.

 

Tip 2: Do not trust the people around you.

 

Tip 3: Trust me.

 

Two inexplicable warnings…