The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Master Qing Li, A Master Taoist

“Pfft, a minute? Is he even a man?”

Chen Dalei couldn’t help but snicker. Then he realized the corpse was still hanging there, eyes unshut, and quickly shut his mouth, pretending nothing happened.

[The village girl was wrong. According to the accurate time, it was actually only 57 seconds.]

[Ma Yue could never have imagined that even in death, he’d be subject to such ridicule (tearful gif).]

[Fearing that at this moment, Ma Yue might just resurrect in anger.]

[But resurrection won’t change the one-minute fact.]

[Respect for the dead. No offense intended, any issues, please direct them to the village girl.]

At this time, Ma Yue’s body swayed more and more, and his drooping head somehow lifted slightly, his bulging eyes filled with extreme resentment, staring intently at Qing Li.

His corpse could be insulted, but not the duration of his life.

Wang Tingting hesitantly said, “A minute only suggests he had problems in that area, that’s not too unusual, right?”

Qing Li’s gaze drifted to Huang Lina, smiling enigmatically, “Perhaps his time was too short, not satisfying the ghost, so in a fit of rage, it killed him!”

Everyone: “…”

If that’s true, then Ma Yue’s death is… really too frustrating!

No one dared to touch Ma Yue’s body in the end, and it just hung there in the elevator, eyes wide open.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and in the last moment, Ma Yue’s body suddenly twisted, his head lifted, eyes filled with malice.

This scene naturally caught the eyes of all the players, causing them to gasp in shock, fear gnawing at their frail nerves like a relentless parasite.

Ma Yue…

He really did come back to life!

“Qing Li, are your… talismans still… for sale?”

Wang Tingting stuttered, looking at Qing Li, beginning to believe in his abilities.

Business coming to her on its own, Qing Li said with a smile, “Yes, for a hundred thousand popularity points each.”

This steep price made Wang Tingting’s face fall, and she hesitated…

If the talisman works, then a hundred thousand is worth it.

But if it’s useless, then losing a hundred thousand popularity points and possibly her life would be a huge loss.

“A hundred thousand is too much. I can only give you ten thousand.”

“I don’t negotiate for small deals. If you don’t want to spend money to save your life, I won’t insist.” Qing Li shrugged, leaving no room for bargaining.

Wang Tingting, frustrated, finally transferred the money.

Reluctantly, she said, “Your talisman better work, or I won’t let you off.”

One hundred thousand in popularity points, nearly all of her belongings. It hurt to part with them, that was undeniable.

“Don’t worry, the talisman I have is personally drawn by the most respected and venerable master of our Taoist temple,” Qing Li reassured as she patted her unremarkable chest with confidence.

Hearing that the talisman was personally drawn by a master, Wang Tingting’s expression improved slightly. She muttered, “As long as it’s not drawn by you.”

The girl in front of her was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, far from what one would associate with the word ‘master.’

However, the next second, Qing Li nonchalantly straightened the silly hair on her head and said with a naive smile, “In our Taoist temple, I am the only one.”

There used to be a master, but he ran away!

Curses stuck in Wang Tingting’s throat: Damn it, I want a refund!

Qing Li handed over a yellowed talisman to Wang Tingting, its complex patterns sketched in dark red cinnabar.

Wang Tingting took the talisman, feeling a trace of warmth emanating from it, dispelling the fear in her heart, whether it was the talisman’s effect or just psychological.

“Miss Wang, be sure not to lose this talisman,” Qing Li advised meaningfully.

Wang Tingting felt a discomfort looking into her clear, bright eyes, which seemed too penetrating, as if they could see right through someone.

Subconsciously, she carefully folded the talisman into a triangle and tucked it into her pocket.

Perhaps, this talisman could indeed be a lifesaver!

“Anyone else interested? Talismans personally drawn by the accomplished Qing Li, not for 998, not for 888, but just one hundred thousand, fair and square for all.”

Qing Li flicked a bunch of talismans in her hand, her gaze falling on Zhou Ya, Huang Lina, and Chen Dalei.

But she deliberately avoided looking at Wen Yi.

Wen Yi: ‘…’

Targeted!

Seeing no one else buying, Qing Li’s disappointment was palpable as she stuffed the talismans back into her pocket.

It’s much harder to earn money from people than from ghosts!

Huang Lina scoffed: “We are not that foolish to spend one hundred thousand on a charlatan’s talisman.”

Zhou Ya, who had been previously duped by Qing Li, added, “She’s just a profiteer taking advantage of others, with no real skills.”

As for Chen Dalei, whose arm was broken by Qing Li: ‘…’

Spit, if it weren’t for the fact that I can’t beat her, I would have twisted her head off long ago, let alone buy her talisman.

[Little village girl, don’t be disappointed, the quality of your customers is just not good, that’s why you can’t sell.]

[Actually, the little village girl understands the hostility these people have towards her. But deep down, she always holds a bit of kindness, wanting to give them a chance to live. It’s their own fault for not cherishing it.]

[Wow, I’m moved by the little village girl’s kindness. Turns out she’s not the type to be swayed by money. I misunderstood her before.]

Qing Li, looking at the barrage of emotional expressions in the comments, said seriously, ‘You haven’t misunderstood me, I really do want to make money.’

Live chat: [……]

Return my tears of emotion!

They should never have believed that a little village girl had a conscience!

The tragic death of Ma Yue made the other players distracted. They had suspected that the elevator hid some secret, but now, with Ma Yue’s corpse hanging inside, no one dared to approach the elevator.

“Ding—”

The electronic beep of the elevator suddenly sounded.

“What are you doing?”

The players were startled, seeing Qing Li’s fingers pressing the elevator buttons.

“Since the elevator can go up and down, of course, we should take it. Do you still want to climb the stairs back to your room?” Qing Li answered as if it was the most natural thing to do.

Please, she lives on the fourth floor, climbing the stairs is exhausting!

Wen Yi twitched the corner of his forehead. He had finally met a woman crazier than him.

“You saw Ma Yue’s corpse just now. If the elevator opens again, no one knows what might happen…”

Before Wen Yi could finish, the elevator doors opened, revealing the empty and shiny mercury-colored interior, so clean and bright it could even be described as brand new.

Where is the blood?

The corpse?

Ma Yue?

Qing Li stepped into the elevator, smilingly asking, “Are you coming in too?”

The others instinctively stepped back…

Joking aside, an elevator that just had a corpse hanging in it, now spotlessly clean in the blink of an eye, clearly had something wrong with it. Only someone with a hole in their head would go in.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and the players saw the ‘hole-headed’ Qing Li disappearing from their sight…