Chapter 13 Ghost Knocking

Feng Ruoxing walked out of the courtyard and knocked on the door again.

When the knocking sound from outside, three knocks with a pause, reached the room, Ye Yang's expression changed, "Knocking on the Ghost Gate!"

Many people know a ghost-inviting game, where people in the house go out one by one and then knock on the door to come back in. If you keep doing this, it's very possible that when someone enters, there will be an extra person behind them.

In fact, this game can be reversed in the art world. Everyone goes out, and then enters the house one by one. Eventually, someone will encounter a stranger opening the door.

No matter how this game is played, the knocking sound is always three knocks with a pause.

The woman looked at Ye Yang with a smile that wasn't a smile, "Wait and see. See who goes to open the door for her?"

Before she finished speaking, Ye Yang and Lin Zhao simultaneously heard a door opening from the left side of the living room. According to the house's structure, that should be towards the basement.

A few seconds later, the sound of high heels on the floor and something heavy being dragged on the ground came at the same time. It sounded like a woman was dragging something made of iron, step by step, from the basement towards the living room.

Her footsteps stopped abruptly at the door of the living room, and Ye Yang's gaze fell on the door.

He could clearly feel that something behind the wooden door was staring at him through the door.

The woman sitting in the living room said, "Now, you can choose to open the door yourselves, or wait for someone to open it."

Lin Zhao suddenly sent a voice transmission, "Hold down the basement. Leave this to me."

Ye Yang instantly drew his sword. The flowing light of the sword shattered the door, and Ye Yang's figure disappeared into the living room. When the sound of sword energy colliding with weapons came from the direction of the basement, an iron gate suddenly fell from the doorframe of the basement, sealing Ye Yang's sword cry and him along with it into another space.

The woman smiled and looked at Lin Zhao, "Now, we can talk."

"You're Hong Hu?" Lin Zhao asked after seeing her nod, "Why didn't you negotiate with Ye Yang and Feng Ruoxing?"

Hong Hu smiled, "I can't leave two Tuifan (Transcendent Mortal Realm) masters here, can I? They're too strong. I'd be at a disadvantage if I kept them here. You're different. Your skills are with coffins, and there's nothing here you can use to make coffins, so you're more suitable for negotiation."

"Liangjie Tang (Two Realms Hall) is interesting! Although there's a head of the family in the hall, everyone in Liangjie Tang can make decisions. It's the same no matter who I talk to."

Lin Zhao said, "Tell me the secret of Mingshi Hao Ting first, and then we'll talk about conditions!"

"No way!" Hong Hu smiled, "The secret of Mingshi Hao Ting is my biggest bargaining chip. I will never reveal a single word until you sign a contract with me."

"I've prepared the contract!" Hong Hu pushed the contract in front of Lin Zhao, "I need to remind you, there really is a Ghost Gate under this villa. Feng Ruoxing is knocking on the door outside, which is the same as summoning ghosts."

"The more she can't get in, the more she'll keep knocking. You are a術士 (shushi, Taoist), you should know the consequences of opening the Ghost Gate. If you don't decide quickly, I'm afraid Ye Yang won't last long."

"Sign the contract, and all the problems between us will be solved."

Without even looking at it, Lin Zhao tore the contract in half. Lin Zhao's figure rose from below, rushing into the air, her hands forming claws, grabbing down towards the crystal chandelier. The crystal chandelier with the brass frame was torn in half by her, and the crystal beads scattered like a blizzard. A fiery red fox also fell from the broken lamp frame.

The fire fox only exchanged a glance with Lin Zhao before quickly darting towards the second floor. Lin Zhao stepped twice in the air, directly standing in the middle of the stairs, chasing towards the second floor.

When she broke into the second-floor bedroom, the headless female corpse standing on the bedroom balcony slowly turned around.

Lin Zhao's first reaction was not to look at the female corpse, but to turn sideways and grab at the large bed in the bedroom. The five strands of true energy that burst out from her fingertips instantly tore a hole in the mattress. As the snow-white cotton wool danced in the air, a figure darted out from under the bed, its claws like knives attacking the back of Lin Zhao's head.

If there were a third person present, they would definitely see a woman with half a furry face and claw-like hands, attacking Lin Zhao from behind with a ferocious expression.

The other party's hands grabbed towards Lin Zhao's back at the same time, "Isn't it good to be alive?"

"You underestimated the Gui Guan Men (Ghost Coffin Sect)!" Lin Zhao's figure slid forward a foot without warning the moment the fox claws approached, and she turned around. A pair of fair, slender hands brought a sound like the faint singing of a ghost, desolate and resentful, with hidden killing intent.

In the next moment, Lin Zhao's hands seemed to carry an ethereal air, gentle as water, caressing the demon fox's face.

The Gui Guan Men's ultimate technique, Thirteen Absolute Hands – Jue Chen (Severing Dust)!

Lin Zhao's fingers gently brushed past, but the demon fox's head was split in two at her fingertips. Half of its body retreated three steps, exploding with a bang. Blood mist billowed like smoke, rising and falling crimson, not only blocking the demon fox's fragmented body but also covering Lin Zhao with a dreamlike dark red.

Thirteen Absolute Hands: ruthlessly absolute, beautifully absolute, tragically absolute.