Chapter 363: Ghost Infant |
This Fatty Qu is actually the social big brother that Wang Qing sought for help back then.
When Wang Qing approached Fatty Qu initially, she hoped that he could help her with a favor, and in exchange, she offered her own body. The two requests she made to Fatty Qu were to disfigure Guanhai and to kill Yang Haoran.
Fatty Qu readily agreed at the time, but he didn't follow through with the requests because he never intended to help Wang Qing in the first place.
Wang Qing's primary target was Guanhai, but Guanhai had many friends in Lecheng, some of whom Fatty Qu didn't dare provoke, not even at that time. So unless it was absolutely necessary, Fatty Qu didn't want to act against Guanhai.
Wang Qing's second target was Yang Haoran. If it was just a matter of teaching Yang Haoran a lesson, Fatty Qu didn't mind. However, Wang Qing demanded that Yang Haoran be killed, and Fatty Qu couldn't possibly take a life for someone like Wang Qing.
In Fatty Qu's eyes, Wang Qing was merely a plaything. Once the novelty wore off, she could be discarded. He couldn't risk his life for someone like her.
However, in order to deceive and gain some benefits, Fatty Qu did agree to Wang Qing's request. Little did Fatty Qu know that Wang Qing would die mysteriously in a hotel room that same evening.
With Wang Qing dead, Fatty Qu naturally had no intention of fulfilling his promise to her. But Wang Qing's death brought him a lot of trouble.
He was questioned by the police and faced problems at home because he was the last person seen with Wang Qing that night. To distance himself from the incident, he had to pull a lot of strings and use his connections.
He had spent a fortune to acquire this amulet, which not only provided protection but also possessed a unique ability.
Initially, Fatty Qu was somewhat afraid of this ability, but over time, he not only lost his fear but also enjoyed it immensely. He even saw this special ability as a means to commit crimes and accumulate wealth.
It was precisely because of this special ability that his reputation in Lecheng had been growing, and his actions had become increasingly brazen. Coupled with the fact that he had consumed a considerable amount of alcohol tonight, he became even more reckless.
Guanhai felt uncomfortable in the face of Fatty Qu's arrogance. He furrowed his brows, wanting to say something, but Yang Haoran stopped him with a smile.
"I'm interested in what you have to say," Yang Haoran said with a smile.
"Hehe, I thought you would be interested because it concerns your life," Fatty Qu said with a laugh, attempting to forcefully sit next to the serpent demon.
However, as soon as he moved his body, he suddenly found that he couldn't move.
"While I'm interested, I didn't mean for you to sit down. You can stand and speak. If you don't want to speak, I have other ways of finding out. However, I'm afraid it might cause you some harm," Yang Haoran said with a smile.
If an ordinary person suddenly encountered this situation, their expression would surely be filled with fear. After all, the feeling of not being in control of one's own body was incredibly eerie and terrifying.
However, Fatty Qu, faced with this situation, felt only surprise and not fear.
"Hehe, I underestimated you. You have some skills, no wonder you're so arrogant. However, in this world, there are more talented people than just you."
Fatty Qu smirked coldly, and then his pendant in front of his chest started to move on its own, emitting an invisible black smoke from within. The smoke condensed in front of Fatty Qu, forming into an infant boy.
The infant boy was enveloped in a layer of Yin Qi, his body appearing greenish and grotesque, with a chilling and eerie smile on his face. His gaze locked onto Yang Haoran in front of him.
The Night Watch present were enjoying themselves, and coupled with Fatty Qu and Yang Haoran's conversation being not too loud, the other Night Watch members didn't hear it. There was no physical conflict between the two sides either, so they didn't pay much attention to this middle-aged fatty.
However, at this moment, when the black smoke emerged from Fatty Qu's pendant, the actions of the Night Watch members present suddenly paused, and the laughter abruptly stopped. Everyone's gaze turned towards the infant boy.
The most fearful thing is when the air suddenly becomes silent. The infant boy seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at the Night Watch members present, his pitch-black ghost eyes staring fixedly at them.
As for Bai Xue, her eyes had turned into snake eyes.
Fatty Qu didn't have ghost eyes, but he seemed to have established some kind of connection with the infant boy. So not only could he sense the presence of the infant boy, but he could also see him.
The infant boy's reaction puzzled him. With doubts in his heart, Fatty Qu looked towards the Night Watch members present.
With this glance, the cold smile on Fatty Qu's face instantly stiffened, feeling a chill rising from the soles of his feet to his forehead.
Guanhai seemed to be startled by the scene in front of him, but he quickly reacted and was much better off than Fatty Qu, who was still in a daze.
"I thought there was something hidden in your pendant, turns out it's a ghost infant. Seeing how proficient you are in summoning the ghost infant, I guess you must have made him do a lot of things for you," Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
Yang Haoran's voice not only snapped Fatty Qu out of his daze but also brought the infant boy in front of him back to his senses.
A ghost being stared at by a large group of Underworld Envoys, one can imagine the scene. However, what people didn't expect was that the now-aware infant boy didn't immediately hide back into the pendant. Instead, he showed a greedy expression, a wicked smile on his face, and pounced towards the nearest Yang Haoran.
Looking at him, it seemed he was about to engulf the Yin spirit power within Yang Haoran's body.
Just as the ghost infant's body shifted, a jade hand suddenly extended, appearing to move slowly, yet in an instant, it firmly grasped the ghost infant.
This jade hand was enveloped in a faint green light. Beneath this light, no matter how the ghost infant struggled, it couldn't break free from the grasp. The one who made this sudden move was the serpent demon Bai Xue.
"Heh, I thought you had some remarkable ace up your sleeve. Presenting such a weak ghost is quite embarrassing. Nevertheless, this ghost is somewhat peculiar, not strong in power yet quite temperamental," Bai Xue remarked as she spoke, examining the ghost infant in her hand with a curious expression on her face.
Unlike other ghosts, this ghost infant didn't possess the red eyes of malevolent spirits or the white eyes unique to evil spirits. He didn't resemble malevolent spirits, nor evil spirits, nor was he an ordinary undead. He was indeed strange.
Even now, being held by Bai Xue, the ghost infant remained restless. He struggled violently, baring his teeth at Bai Xue, even revealing sharp fangs, attempting to shatter Bai Xue's demonic spiritual power in her hand. He was extremely fierce and vicious.
Yang Haoran glanced at the ghost infant in Bai Xue's hand, then at Guanhai, who looked utterly surprised, before finally returning his gaze to Fatty Qu standing before him.
Fatty Qu appeared uneasy at this moment, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead.
"I'm quite interested in what you mentioned earlier. Would you prefer to speak standing or sitting?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
At this moment, Fatty Qu had only one thought in mind: to escape from this place. The scene before him indicated something he was not unaware of; he knew these people were not ordinary individuals, and his only reliance was the ghost infant. Yet, now the ghost infant was being held by Bai Xue, next to Yang Haoran, as if it were a mere chick in her hand. He couldn't possibly contend with Yang Haoran and his group.
He wanted to flee but couldn't, as his feet were firmly held by two ghostly hands, rendering him unable to move an inch.
Looking at Yang Haoran's smiling face, Fatty Qu sobered up, the malicious intent in his heart dissipating. He dared not look at Bai Xue's enticing figure any longer.
"Somebody wanted me to kill you earlier, and also wanted Guanhai disfigured. Her name was Wang Qing, a college student, but she's been dead for a long time now," Fatty Qu confessed without hiding anything, nor daring to request to sit. The arrogance he usually displayed was nowhere to be found at this moment, replaced only by fear and urgency.
Upon hearing Fatty Qu's words, Yang Haoran was momentarily stunned, but then he regained his composure, his smile returning to his face.
On the other hand, Guanhai's expression turned unpleasant upon hearing Fatty Qu's confession.
Recalling how he felt pity upon learning of Wang Qing's death initially, Guanhai now realized he had been too merciful.
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