The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 99

In the pitch-black, unfinished building, the cold wind carrying ice and rain pours in from all sides. Qing Li stands alone in the deserted corridor, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

This place is…

The White Grave Residential Complex, Building 4.

The viewers in the live stream also realize this. After all, the unfinished building with coffins hanging in each household is deeply memorable.

However, the last time Qing Li was here, her task was to deliver takeout. She hastily left after threatening to get a good review.

Buzz, buzz, buzz…

Her wristwatch vibrates.

Game Name: A Haunted Building

Danger Level: 6 stars.

Mission: The player must accept the commissions of three original residents of the haunted building. Complete the tasks successfully, or be eliminated upon failure.

Tip 1: Haunted building indicates the presence of a fierce entity. Players, good luck!

Tip 2: Encrypted (Unlock at 500,000 popularity points)

Tip 3: Encrypted (Unlock at 1,000,000 popularity points)

A six-star mission!

This is Qing Li’s most challenging task since she entered the world of horror.

And she has to face a formidable evil directly.

“How interesting.”

Qing Li’s lips curl up, sensing that this might be a conspiracy against her.

Some people in the world of horror can’t sit still any longer. Are they finally starting to deal with her?

Meanwhile,

Two other players hiding in the dark corners of the haunted building receive the same mission alert.

Wei Zhengrong and Sun Yihang look at their wristwatches.

Mission: Kill her.

…

Thump, thump, thump.

Thump, thump, thump.

Rapid footsteps echo from above the staircase. In the abandoned unfinished building, halfway through construction, the poured concrete is filled with vertical steel bars. A careless misstep could easily lead to a fall onto the steel bars, impaling one’s body.

Qing Li, who can see in the dark, lifts her foot and heads towards the staircase.

Suddenly, a pair of dirty little feet appear on the step.

These are neatly chopped off feet, the cut oozing with blood and flesh. The feet are covered in red and purple bruises, all ten toenails ripped off, leaving thick scabs.

This reminds Qing Li of the little boy ghost, his dismembered body also covered in shocking wounds.

The blood-written words on the wall likely reflect the little ghost’s ordeal.

And that strange uncle is probably a psychopathic serial killer who abuses children.

At this moment, the viewers in the live stream also realize the truth.

[“The showdown between the bizarre village girl and the ghost is a must-see.”]

[“Ha, when it comes to being bizarre, our sister Li has never lost to anyone.”]

[“But the killer is really cruel, specifically torturing children. The methods are simply appalling.”]

[“Only daring to bully the weak, thinking that children have no resistance and thus targeting them. If they were brave, they would go after adult men. In the end, they’re just a coward who bullies the weak.”]

Seeing the toenails on the little feet all pulled out, many viewers felt a chilling terror and uncontrollable anger.

The little feet moved, walking toward the top of the stairs, leaving a bloody footprint with every step.

Qing Li followed.

Finally, the little feet stopped in front of a wall on the third floor.

On the cement wall, there was a clear imprint of a little girl’s face, looking terrified and as if screaming for help.

However, she was still sealed in the cold wall.

Decaying, never seeing daylight.

“Do you want me to help take your head out?”

Qing Li had a large hammer in her hand.

The toes of the little feet pointed to the wall, silently agreeing.

Qing Li grinned, showing her small fangs, raised the hammer, and shouted, “80—”

With a loud “boom,” the solid cement wall was smashed open.

“Whoa, damn, who’s so heartless to smash my wall!”

An angry curse came from the hole in the wall.

Qing Li’s ears perked up; the voice was dreadfully familiar.

Indeed, she saw Jin Chen, his face covered with red, strange patterns, poking his head out of the hole, his eyes wide in shock at Qing Li.

Qing Li quietly put down her hammer, guiltily saying, “Manager Jin, your wall is not very sturdy!”

Jin Chen swallowed hard, and after a long time, spat out a word: “Damn.”

[“Is there a math representative who can calculate the psychological shadow area of the restaurant manager after this hammering?”]

[“According to the Pythagorean theorem and a cubic equation, which excavator brand is strong, go to New Oriental to learn to be a chef.”]

[“The restaurant manager never expected that after closing his shop and fleeing, he would still encounter the village girl. Such a damned fate!”]

Seeing the situation turning bad, the broken little foot quickly hopped away.

“What are you doing here?”

In the dim room, with flickering candlelight, Jin Chen wore an apron, sitting on an old sofa, taking a deep breath to calm himself.

Sitting on a small stool opposite Jin Chen, Qing Li had her legs neatly together, glancing occasionally at the steaming pot in the kitchen.

Hearing Jin Chen’s question, Qing Li remembered her mission and honestly said, “I’m here to help the residents of the community, to bring warmth to everyone.”

“Bring warmth?”

Jin Chen squeezed out these two words through his teeth, then suddenly stood up to open the window, letting the cold sleet slap randomly against his face.

“Seeing you, I feel colder than the icy slush outside. You say you’re bringing warmth, but I think you’re here to send me to heaven.”

Ghosts have no body temperature, but at this moment, his heart was cold.

Every time he encounters this little lunatic, nothing good happens!

Seeing Qing Li silent, Jin Chen’s icy gaze fell on her. He asked coldly, “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

At least, she should actively compensate for the cost of repairing the wall.

Qing Li lifted her eyelids slightly, her eyes wet and clear. She sniffed, pursed her lips, swallowed, and said in a soft, sweet voice, “Manager, the food you cook smells so good!”

Jin Chen: “…”

On the simple table, a big pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms was steaming hot.

“Eat up and get out,” Jin Chen said gruffly.

Although he was a supreme ghost, he retained many human habits.

Even though he didn’t need to eat, he still prepared three meals a day for himself.

However, after eating voraciously, Qing Li held her flat belly and said pitifully, “I’m not full yet.”

Jin Chen: “…”