Chapter 571: Busy Underworld Lord, Postponing Meeting Qin Ruan
Chapter 571: Busy Underworld Lord, Postponing Meeting Qin Ruan
Huang Mao lowered his gaze, staring at the ground.
There were five people in the room: Huang Biao with his two subordinates, Qin Ruan, and Lin Hao. They all had their shadows.
Except Huang Mao, who had nothing beneath his feet.
Moreover, he noticed that his feet were off the ground.
He had clearly run over just now, but now it was difficult for him to touch the ground.
Qin Ruan pushed Huang Biao and Lin Hao aside and stood in front of Huang Mao.
Her words carried a hint of temptation, "Think carefully about what happened before, who turned you into this?"
Frowning, Huang Mao tried to remember and suddenly clutched his head.
His face turned pale, showing a painful expression, "I don't know, I don't know anything!"
"Do you remember how you died?" Qin Ruan asked with a cold face, her expression serious, her voice devoid of any emotion.
Huang Mao shook his head again.
Qin Ruan continued, "You were having nightmares like Huang Biao before, right?"
This time, Huang Mao answered, "Red clothes, it was someone wearing red clothes!"
His already twisted and eerie expression became bloodthirsty and terrifying.
His pitch-black eyes revealed a horrified crimson color, as if he was recalling something incredibly dreadful, about to explode in the next second.
Qin Ruan's eyes were deep like an ancient abyss as she coldly gazed at Huang Mao, "Did you see the person's face clearly?"
Huang Mao shook his head, "I don't remember."
"Do you know how you died?"
"I don't know!!"
Qin Ruan's eyes flickered with astonishment as she sensed that something was amiss.
Under normal circumstances, a person would not forget how they died.
She asked, "What do you remember?"
"I don't know, I don't know anything. My head hurts, my body is in pain!!" Huang Mao rolled on the ground, tormented and writhing in what seemed to be immense agony.
His ghost body gradually weakened, becoming translucent at a visible speed.
Qin Ruan ceased her questioning.
She had already figured out that Huang Mao was just a small fry.
His memories had been tampered with, and even his soul had been manipulated.
Continuing to stay in the mortal realm, he would soon vanish into nothingness.
The one who truly wanted to harm Huang Biao was not Huang Mao, but something hidden behind him.
Suddenly, the moonlight outside the window was obscured by dark clouds.
Qin Ruan felt a chill coming through the window.
She walked quickly to the window, and in the sky, the moonlight hung behind slowly moving black clouds, appearing and disappearing.
Under the illumination of the streetlights in the neighborhood, Qin Ruan saw a bizarre figure faintly standing under one of the lit streetlights downstairs.
As the dark clouds dispersed, the bright moonlight revealed itself.
Qin Ruan saw that it was a woman in a red dress.
No, that was not right!
The figure could not be called a human.
Under Qin Ruan's gaze, the evil entity in red disappeared from the spot.
Before the figure disappeared, Qin Ruan saw her raise her head, revealing a face shrouded in black mist.
That face was unclear to her.
Long dress, long hair—she could only roughly guess that the figure was female.
Not sure if it was her imagination, but from their brief encounter, she sensed provocation from the evil entity downstairs.
This feeling required no words; it emanated solely from the entity's aura.
Suddenly!
"Damn it, you are my woman. I like you so much, can't you feel it?"
"Damn woman, you stole my heart, and now you want to leave me. Why do you have to be so heartless?!"
In the quiet room, the television suddenly played cheesy lines from a modern urban romance drama with an overbearing president.
"XX, why can't you let go?"
"I don't love you anymore, I really don't love you anymore!"
The TV drama was filled with a man's loud declarations and a woman's tearful pleas for mercy, echoing in the silent room.
The atmosphere indoors became eerie in an instant.
Lin Hao had already broken free from Huang Biao's grasp and moved behind Qin Ruan.
His eyes swept over Huang Biao and his two subordinates, questioning, "Who turned on the TV?"
"It wasn't me!" Huang Biao shook his head.
The two subordinates were also frightened and shook their heads simultaneously.
They all remained still in their positions.
The TV remote was on a table a few meters away from them.
If they wanted to get the remote and turn off the TV, it would take some time.
As for Huang Mao, his situation was increasingly precarious, with his ghost body becoming weaker and weaker.
A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Qin Ruan's lips.
Her face showed a bloodthirsty and dangerously eager expression.
She was now certain that the evil entity downstairs had indeed provoked her.
How interesting.
An evil entity daring to challenge her.
They must be tired of living.
In Qin Ruan's eyes, being challenged in such a way was akin to seeking death.
"I feel so hot, so uncomfortable, someone please save me!"
Huang Mao lay on the ground, his soul unable to move.
He could feel the taste of death.
Qin Ruan lowered her gaze and looked at Huang Mao, who was writhing in pain on the ground, with eyes devoid of much emotion.
Her tone softened slightly as she asked, "Have you remembered anything?"
"I really can't remember anything, I feel so uncomfortable, so much pain, I can't breathe. Save me, please save me!"
With what little strength he had left, Huang Mao crawled toward Qin Ruan's feet.
He had a feeling that the only person who could save him was this woman.
"I'll send you away."
Huang Mao had no real value; he was just another victim.
Qin Ruan absorbed the malevolent aura emanating from him, summoning the envoy of the underworld.
"I, an agent of the Ten Yama Kings, am instructed to kill evil spirits. With divine power, I command life and death. No deity can resist, no ghost can defy. The Ten Yama Kings decree, eradicate the evil!"
The command of the Ten Yama Kings flowed from Qin Ruan's lips.
The brightly lit room plunged into darkness in an instant.
The envoys of the underworld arrived swiftly.
They bowed to Qin Ruan and proceeded to skillfully chain Huang Mao with the soul-locking chains.
As they prepared to take Huang Mao away, Qin Ruan asked aloud, "How has the Lord of the Underworld been lately?"
The two envoys exchanged a glance, and Qin Ruan couldn't discern anything from their expressionless faces.
One of the envoys bowed respectfully to Qin Ruan and said, "The Lord of the Underworld has been busy with official duties recently. Upon learning that Miss Qin wishes to see him, he asked us to convey that he will come up as soon as possible."
Qin Ruan detected the insincerity in their words and a hint of mockery appeared in her clear eyes.
The Lord of the Underworld was simply being evasive.
Qin Ruan waved her hand dismissively at the two envoys and said, "You may leave."
"Yes—"
The two envoys disappeared into the black mist.
In the darkness, Huang Biao couldn't see anything in front of him.
Moments ago, the room was brightly lit, but now it was shrouded in darkness.
If he hadn't experienced this himself, he would never have believed such a thing could happen.
Huang Biao felt a sinister chill running down his spine, making his scalp tingle.
It felt like a pair of eyes was staring at him, an eerie sensation that made his heart race.
He cowered behind his henchmen, closed his eyes, and dared not look at the darkness around him.
He was terrified, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
Suddenly, something pulled his arm.
Huang Biao immediately jumped up, howling, "Ahhhh!!! Don't eat me, please! I don't taste good!!"
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