She scooped the soil from the flowerbed into the bowl. Little Eight raced back to the stairwell. She took out the flower seed from the surface world from her pocket and buried it in the soil.
Her innocent eyes stared at the bowl. She squatted motionlessly on the ground like she was curious when a flower would bloom on the soil that reeked of Yin energy.
"Little Eight …"
Wei Youfu stayed by the girl's side. When he saw the flower seed buried in the soil, pain crossed his eyes. Exhaustion washed over him.
Glancing at the city that was shrouded in darkness, Wei Youfu leaned against the wall and tried to recall his recent memories.
There was finally a ray of light in a life filled with despair. That figure was like a flower seed buried in the soil of the underworld. He wanted to bloom in the soil that reeked of Yin energy and the stench of decomposition.
Everyone thought that it was impossible, but he always brought them hope that they hadn't seen in a long time.
'Perhaps he'll never return.'
Wei Youfu looked at the world outside the stairwell, the endless darkness. His heart chilled. 'I thought after coming here, I wouldn't feel the pain of losing my family anymore, but who would've thought …'
"Bang!"
A loud noise broke the silence of the night. Wei Youfu, who was feeling a little sad, turned his head towards the source of the noise. His eyes widened in disbelief!
Han Fei was back!
Han Fei who had been missing for a whole day had returned carrying a coffin!
'What the f * ck?!'
Wei Youfu could not believe his eyes. The lithe figure was so familiar. Even though he was carrying a bleeding coffin, Han Fei still ran like the wind!
"Youfu! Open the door! Open the door! "
The roar escaped from Han Fei's lips. Hearing the familiar voice, Wei Youfu immediately pulled the door open.
"Bang!"
Han Fei rushed into the stairwell and placed the coffin on the ground. "Call for help! Quick, get everyone here! I've brought the convenience store owner! "
"The convenience store owner?" Wei Youfu was completely dumbfounded. Ten seconds ago, he was still immersed in pain and hadn't had time to change his emotions.
He locked the door behind him. Ignoring the wounds on his shoulders and back, he ran back up the stairs. "Never mind, you and Little Eight guard the coffin! Don't let your guard down! "
He ran all the way and kept knocking on the door. Han Fei's voice echoed in the whole building.
"Xu Qin!"
"Ying Yue!"
One by one, the auras awakened, and the increasingly terrifying Yin Qi surged downstairs.
The coffin on the first floor was still bleeding, and the heavy coffin lid made a sound. Little Eight and Wei Youfu took a few steps back, they could feel the monstrous anger coming from the coffin.
"What did the building manager do to it?"
Blood seeped through the cracks of the coffin and covered the entire coffin. Cracks appeared on the originally intact coffin, and a shocking curse and resentment crashed against the surrounding walls.
When everything reached its climax, the coffin on the ground suddenly exploded!
A blood-red paper doll stood among the corpses. It was covered in wounds and its consciousness was blurry. Its eyes were filled with hatred that could not be washed away by the sea of blood.
At the most crucial moment of the battle at the Ziggurat, Gu Jun's mind went haywire. It was supposed to be a surprise attack, but it was instantly attacked by the residents of the Ziggurat.
It knew something was wrong at the convenience store but its consciousness was held up by the residents at the Ziggurat.
In the end, the uneasiness in its heart grew stronger and stronger. It paid the price of being seriously injured to rush back.
Its consciousness returned to its body but when it opened its eyes, something even more shocking happened.
It was not inside the convenience store anymore! The coffin that stored its real body had been moved to a completely unfamiliar place!
The convenience store's storeroom was filled with curses. Once an outsider entered, they would be surrounded by the paper dolls. The convenience store's employees were cursed as well. If they left the store without his permission, they would suffer unimaginable pain, much less resist.
No one could move the coffin under these circumstances! It was a foolproof plan!
The manager had left the convenience store before and there had been no accidents until this day.
With a splitting headache, the manager stared at Wei Youfu and Little Eight. He could not figure out what had gone wrong.
About 10 seconds later, when the manager saw Han Fei who had returned to the first floor, the blood in his body started to reverse. His eyes were about to be torn apart by anger.
"It's you!"
The wound from the curse was still on Han Fei's back. The ghost tattoo on his body had a scapegoat begging for mercy.
"If you woke up one minute earlier, I would've been done for. What a shame, what a shame."
"Die!" Ever since the paper doll regained its consciousness, it had never been so angered.
Han Fei was a worker it had personally hired several hours ago. It could sense a strong sense of humanity in Han Fei. It wanted to claim everything about Han Fei for its own but it had underestimated the power of humanity.
It had only been a few hours, not even the first night had passed! His main body, along with the coffin, had been sent into the trap!
"Die!"
Seeing the maddened boss, Han Fei staggered back, "Sister, I've spent a lot of effort to get this for you."
The sharp table knife pierced through the blood red curse, and the palm-sized paper doll had another wound.
The boss could not get close to Han Fei. It sensed the same presence as itself on Xu Qin, they were both curses!
"Die, all of you will die!"
The coffin exploded and the remaining flesh and blood gathered on the paper doll's body. Its body continued to grow and ghostly faces started to appear on the red paper.
When its body grew to 2 metres tall, it charged at Han Fei without a care in the world.
The boss was enraged. It would drag Han Fei down with it even if it died.
The paper was cut by the table knife but it did not affect the boss. Its body could change shape at will. As long as its core was not harmed, it was immortal.
"This guy can still fight back so fiercely when his consciousness is affected and he's already seriously injured?"
The boss's arm reached out at Han Fei. Its arm was severed by the table knife but a new paper arm grew out from the cut. The severed arm that fell to the ground did not disappear, it morphed into a paper doll and charged at Han Fei.
The table knife sliced the boss' body. The white paper fell like snowflakes but it did not die. Instead, it morphed into miniature paper dolls that glared at Han Fei with venomous expressions.
'Paper dolls are good at curses, I can't let my guard down.' Han Fei activated the ghost tattoo to cover his body with Yin energy. He took out a cigarette from his inventory, ready to light it up at any moment.
There were so many paper dolls that Xu Qin could not fend them all off alone. However, when the paper dolls charged at Han Fei, there was the sound of weeping coming from the stairwell. A thin boy walked out from the stairwell.
He looked weak and pitiful, but his ability was very strange. All the paper dolls that were touched by him collapsed to the ground. The resentment in their eyes disappeared, leaving only a miserable crying face.
The boy appeared to be able to channel sadness into the bodies of ghosts and curses to harm them.
Not far from the little boy, a huge eye suddenly opened on the mottled wall.
The dark eyes seemed to contain another world. All the paper dolls that got close to Han Fei would be trapped in the dark prison deep inside the eyes.
'A curse amalgamation? Two Lingering Spirits? '
The paper doll was shocked, but there was no turning back now.
The resentment in its eyes was so intense that it almost materialized. The boss knew it was not going to survive that night. It glared viciously at the tenants of Apartment 1.
"If you want to kill me, you'll have to pay the price! Other than curses, I won't leave you with anything else! "
After draining all the energy from the bodies inside the coffin, the boss' body grew rapidly. Black runes appeared on its body. Then it dipped the runes in its own blood. It tried to draw the faces of the people inside the building on its body.
"Stop it! It's trying to kill us with a curse! This is the final move of the Cursed Object! "Xu Qin screamed. However, her table knife could not cut through the doll's core.
Just as her heart was burning with anxiety, a terrifying resentment that far surpassed everyone else's slowly appeared.
"Bang!"
Eight thick arms slammed into the ground. The bloody demon that was almost three stories tall gripped the paper doll tightly. He used the most primitive and violent method, punching after punching, to shatter the paper doll's self-consciousness!
Chaos! Evil! Madness!
Despair continued to gather. Every punch of the blood-colored evil spirit brought with it eight different kinds of pain.
The building was shaking. In just five seconds, all the paper dolls on the ground had been reduced to dust, leaving only the palm-sized, blood-colored paper doll.
Boundless Yin Qi and murderous aura seeped out from the cracked body of the paper doll, all of which were absorbed by the neighbors around it.
The Yin energy that the paper doll had accumulated since the birth of its consciousness was shared by the neighbours of Apartment 1. Everyone had a satisfied expression on their faces.
After the neighbors finished consuming the Yin energy from the boss' body, they gathered around the boss.
The boss' self-consciousness had been completely destroyed. The paper doll was now nothing more than a cursed object.
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