The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 131
“If master ranks third among the players in the Horror Live Room, you must have a lot of popularity points!” Qing Li’s smile was warm and bright, just like her innocence when she was young.
Instantly, Zhan Qinghe covered the electronic watch on his wrist: “These are all my life savings, don’t even think about it.”
He knew this girl had no good intentions.
He thought Qing Li would persist, but she just smiled and nodded: “Yes, master’s life savings, as your disciple, of course, I won’t covet.”
Her answer made Zhan Qinghe feel even more uneasy.
“What exactly are you plotting?”
His precious disciple had always been up to no good since she
was young. Although she looked cute and adorable, she was like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Qing Li blinked her clear, innocent eyes: “When master ascends to heaven, I can just dig up the coffin, right?”
Zhan Qinghe clutched his aching chest: “…”
Damn it, this is filial piety to death!
Little Qi Yuan stood by, completely baffled.
Are they really master and disciple?
Why did he feel like they were enemies meeting with intense animosity?
After his identity was revealed, Zhan Qinghe removed the boar head mask, no longer needing to disguise himself.
“There are seven major dangers in this farm, one of which is a top-level threat. I know your plan, you want to take more people with you to escape, but that’s just a pipe dream.”
The two of them, master and disciple, could easily leave, but now they had two additional burdens.
If they wanted to take other players and more people with them, they would need a much more powerful force.
But the ancestral master was an unstable factor. Putting all their hopes on him might lead to total annihilation.
“Master, some things you won’t know if you can succeed until you try. We haven’t even tried yet, why do you think we will lose?”
Qing Li’s eyes shone brightly, filled with an unyielding belief.
Upon hearing her words, Zhan Qinghe looked surprised.
His precious disciple had always avoided doing things without certainty or benefit since childhood, but now, for someone insignificant, she was putting herself in danger.
“A Li, you’ve grown up!” Zhan Qinghe couldn’t help but feel emotional.
Yet, he wished that little A Li would never grow up.
Once certain responsibilities are taken on, it becomes difficult to let them go!
“Master, you take Qi Yuan back to the No. 1 Breeding Farm and meet up with the other players.”
Qing Li ignored the deep meaning in Zhan Qinghe’s words and started to lay out her plan for him to convey to the other players.
They were all smart, she didn’t need to go into too much detail.
Zhan Qinghe frowned deeply, “Where are you going?”
Qing Li smiled mysteriously, “I’m going to find some help.”
The menacing look in that person’s eyes concerned her.
She needed to confirm it.
After parting with her master, Qing Li jumped out of the window.
Landing smoothly, she looked up towards another building next to the abandoned one, sensing strong ghostly energy there.
Qing Li transformed into a blur of speed, appearing in front of another abandoned building in the blink of an eye.
The door of the abandoned building was wide open, as if anticipating Qing Li’s arrival, ready to welcome her.
Qing Li walked straight in.
“Creak—”
The open door slowly closed, plunging the surroundings into darkness.
“Manager Jin.”
In the darkness, Qing Li’s eyes flickered sharply, her voice calm but filled with certainty as she looked at the figure in front of her.
The figure slowly turned around, revealing Jin Chen’s face, covered with red, eerie patterns.
“Little mad one, sometimes I have to admire our fate. Even here, I can meet you,” Jin Chen said with a smile.
However, Qing Li’s face was expressionless, and her eyes were filled with anger.
“Jin Chen…”
She almost gritted her teeth as she called out Jin Chen’s name.
Jin Chen thought she was angry about his secrecy and was about to explain…
Qing Li said angrily, “How dare you skip work!”
Jin Chen: (???)?
Is now really the time for this?
“Boss lady, I did ask for leave,” Jin Chen said weakly.
Qing Li frowned, “I wasn’t at the hotel, who did you ask for leave from?”
Jin Chen: “Myself.”
Qing Li: (???#)
This scoundrel dares to abuse his power!
A single oil lamp dispelled the darkness as Qing Li and Jin Chen sat on the ground.
The red patterns on Jin Chen’s face had increased, and when the blood curse completely covered his face, it would be his time of death.
“I was also one of the livestock born here.”
Jin Chen’s gaze fell on the lampwick, but its light couldn’t illuminate the darkness in his eyes.
Sitting in front of Qing Li, he was like a thick pool of ink, fully merging himself into the darkness, yet greedily staring at that bit of light.
Qing Li said indifferently, “In the No. 1 Breeding Farm’s Cabin 8, I saw the words you left under the bed’s floorboards.”
Jin Chen smiled upon hearing this.
He indeed had a deep and twisted fate with this mad one.
“I escaped once but failed.”
“I also told others, but they thought I was crazy and reported me to the breeder.”
“When I was about to be sent to the slaughterhouse for destruction, I chose to give up my human identity and voluntarily became part of the breeding farm.”
“I’ve held a knife, been a butcher, I’ve injected syringes into the bodies of my former companions, watching them turn into monstrous creatures. Later, I became a real ghost. While working as a restaurant manager, I continued to source humans from the breeding farm, serving them as food for ghosts.”
These sins turned into blood curses like maggots in his bones, covering his face.
Regrets?
Jin Chen had none.
Qing Li listened in silence. After a while, she said, “I can help you remove the blood curse on your face, Manager Jin.”
“You’ve seen through me.”
Jin Chen smiled, touching the red curse marks on his face.
He believed he would soon be redeemed.
“For every person you kill, a new mark of the blood curse appears on your face. That’s why you took the job as manager of the Starving Ghost Restaurant. After all, those humans would die regardless of who held the position, so it might as well be by your hand,” Qing Li pointed out.
The blood curse is a forbidden art; someone must be guiding Jin Chen from behind.
“Your true strength is only that of a supreme fierce ghost, but with each new curse mark, you can temporarily join the ranks of the great evils after releasing the blood curse, though only as a low-level one. So you need more humans to die by your hand.”
Seeing all the humans at the processing plant with faces of death, Qing Li was sure that Jin Chen was orchestrating it all.
Hearing Qing Li’s words, the curve of Jin Chen’s mouth deepened.
“You little mad one, how are you so clever!”
He produced a switch button in his hand.
Before Qing Li could react, he pressed it instantly.
“Boom—”
A deafening explosion sounded, shaking the earth.
Jin Chen stood up and looked towards the closed door, his face almost entirely engulfed by the dense blood curse.
“Little mad one, perhaps this is really goodbye…”