Are you the evil spirit or am I the evil spirit?

The Fourth Uncle, holding a cleaver, appeared at the door. He walked in, and with a gentle flick of the blade, he closed the door.

"Why, even though I'm like this, you still won't let me go. Why, what do I have to do? What do I have to do! This is all forced by you, you are forcing me!"

Tan Wenbin glanced over and saw a hint of grievance in the other's angry, sinister expression.

Everyone has their own strengths. For a long time, due to his weak personal capabilities, Tan Wenbin had to choose to develop in other areas.

As the herald of the Dragon King family, reading the room, fooling people and ghosts alike, is his main skill, his bread and butter.

Tan Wenbin immediately raised both his hands.

He wasn't surrendering but because this gesture could best reduce the other's hostility.

"Fourth Uncle, are these all the students you've sponsored? You're really great; I need to learn from you."

"This is all forced by you..."

The words of indignation from Fourth Uncle were caught by this sudden change in conversation.

"Ah, I feel ashamed. Though I've always taken the responsibility of eradicating evil... protecting all living beings, many times I've also wasted my time.

In my free time, I should actively do more good deeds, pursue less material things, and help more people in need.

Thank you, Fourth Uncle, you've taught me a vivid lesson."

Fourth Uncle raised the cleaver: "What exactly... are you talking about?"

Tan Wenbin pointed to the surrounding walls: "If these things were all done by you, wouldn't that merit a compliment and a lesson?"

"You are a righteous person!"

"Our family's Zhengdao, he's a bit special. Are you referring to Wei Zhengdao or Li Zhengdao?"

"You..."

"Relax, relax, we won't let an evil spirit off the hook nor wrongly accuse a good spirit. I think we can have a good talk."

"Talk about what?"

"The meal I just ate, was the food fresh?"

"Just what a living person would eat."

"Phew... that's good, that's good. Honestly, Uncle, you cook really well, I like it a lot. Someday I'll bring our Li Zhengdao to support you.

Uh, I'll get to the point, have you noticed anything strange lately? Like encountering anything odd, any strange illnesses among relatives or friends?"

Fourth Uncle had already put down the cleaver but still carried heavy vigilance on him.

"Have you? If not, may I ask if you have any estranged lovers, creditors, or enemies, who recently have given you news wanting to reconcile, demand repayment, or seek revenge?"

"Enemies..."

Suddenly, Fourth Uncle seemed to realize something, he immediately raised his head, the white fog shrouding the entire neighborhood dissipated at this moment.

But his face already showed signs of tension, as if he had made a big mistake due to negligence.

"It... won't come, right... no, it won't..."

Just then, Tan Wenbin heard a stranger's voice speaking next to his ear: "Who is it?"

Fourth Uncle raised his head and said in despair: "He's found me, he's found me..."

Immediately, Fourth Uncle's expression began to twist.

"No... you can't... you won't sway me!"

Fourth Uncle shouted, raised the cleaver, and directly slashed at his own chest.

Blood splattered immediately, staining the walls and the awards hanging on them.

Tan Wenbin's eyes widened; he didn't know what exactly had happened, but the scene was indeed terrifying.

This Fourth Uncle, was he committing suicide in the most violent manner?

"Beep... beep... beep..."

Just at this moment, Tan Wenbin's pager at his waist sounded.

Tan Wenbin quickly glanced down and pressed the pager. There were two text messages.

They probably couldn't be delivered inside the fog, now that the fog had been withdrawn by Fourth Uncle, two messages from different times came in.

First message: Return to school immediately.

Second message: Meet at Zhengyang Street intersection, Pingju Photography Studio, for a photo shoot.

Photo shoot?

Shooting photos now?

Tan Wenbin's eyes revealed contemplation.

"Ahhh!"

Fourth Uncle's ears were completely closed, yet even so, under the influence of that voice, his facial expression alternated between calm and frenzy.

"I'd rather end myself, you'll never get the chance, dream on!"

Just then, that whispering voice turned into a roar.

Tan Wenbin saw a dark figure enter from outside and stand in front of Fourth Uncle.

The dark figure should have hurried over; the earlier voice was probably made by him, but he wasn't physically near at that time.

After all, sound can travel far distances.

At this moment, the dark figure's hand stabbed into Fourth Uncle's abdomen, Fourth Uncle stopped convulsing and fell down.

Pus began to flow out of his ears.

The dark figure extracted a wisp of white light from Fourth Uncle's body.

Then, the dark figure turned to look at Tan Wenbin.

The aura around the other was extremely powerful, the dense Evil Qi surrounding him was visible without entering a trance.

Tan Wenbin understood, the other was a terrifying individual, from his quick entrance and extraction from Fourth Uncle, he believed there was no chance to hide or escape.

He could only... face it directly.

Tan Wenbin clasped his hands together, preparing to shorten his lifespan to summon the spirits.

He had learned it, but never practiced it, after all, this wasn't something you could casually try out, a few rehearsals and you're prepared for the worst.

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