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Chapter 959 - Chapter 959 Chapter 959 Desolate Village
Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Desolate Village Chapter 959: Chapter 959: Desolate Village Without delay, after receiving Zhao Bing’s location, Huang Xiaolong decisively took Ma Chuxia, Huo Bingyan, and others to the desolate village situated on the border between Suzhou City and Wuxi City.
To save time, Huang Xiaolong even used a flying talisman.
Before long, Huang Xiaolong and the others landed not far from the village entrance where Zhao Bing was filming.
From a distance, a crowd could be seen gathered at the entrance, seemingly waiting expectantly.
From afar, Huang Xiaolong could see the beautiful Zhao Bing and her agent, Huanhuan Jie, a beautiful woman dressed in professional attire.
“Little Long!” Zhao Bing also saw Huang Xiaolong and quickly led people to greet him.
Upon meeting him, Zhao Bing noticed that Huang Xiaolong wasn’t alone; he had brought several stunningly beautiful women with him. A hint of jealousy flashed through her beautiful eyes, but it was soon replaced by a deep longing. “Little Long! You arrived so quickly! It’s like you descended from the sky; it’s really magical!”
As she spoke, Zhao Bing’s face suddenly reddened, and she lowered her head, muttering to herself almost under her breath. “You always appear beside me at my most dangerous moments… I’m so happy, so touched~~”
Huanhuan Jie also smiled at Huang Xiaolong. “Master Long, long time no see.” The look she gave Huang Xiaolong also contained an indescribable longing and affection. However, being quite a bit older than Huang Xiaolong, she could only bury these complex emotions deep in her heart.
“Oh, I just happened to be nearby,” Huang Xiaolong said with a casual smile.
He looked over the men and women behind Zhao Bing, a group of several dozen people in total.
Zhao Bing quickly introduced them; all were either crew members or actors from the film team.
“You don’t have to be scared anymore. This is the Master Long I told you all about. He’s very powerful. No matter what kind of vengeful ghosts, he can easily resolve them!” Zhao Bing said earnestly to everyone. “Honestly, ghosts do exist in this world! Don’t be incredulous, I have truly experienced paranormal events. If it weren’t for Little Long, I would have been killed by a vengeful ghost long ago!”
No sooner had Zhao Bing finished speaking than the film crew and actors all turned their hopeful gazes towards Huang Xiaolong, heaping praise upon him in a cacophony of voices.
They went on about long-admired reputations and thunderous fame, saying a lot.
Huang Xiaolong saw that these people, including Zhao Bing and Huanhuan Jie, all looked dispirited and were in an extremely weakened state of mind. Moreover, there was a faint aura of ghostly qi entwined around them and their foreheads.
“Heh~~ it seems I arrived just in time,” Huang Xiaolong touched his nose and said with a light smile. “If I had come any later, I’m afraid the entire film crew would have become a feast for the vengeful ghosts.”
“Come on, let’s take a look inside the desolate village,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.
Then, the group, with Huang Xiaolong as the center of attention like the moon surrounded by stars, headed towards the derelict settlement.
Just like the pictures Zhao Bing had sent before, the village was an abandoned place that had been uninhabited for many years, with ruins and boulders everywhere and crooked, twisted trees, accompanied by dilapidated mud walls and houses.
Clearly, strands of resentment and ghostly qi were swirling through the village like smog.
Huang Xiaolong sensed the distinct scent of the Dongying specter as well as the same resentful energy from the terrifying video.
It seemed he had indeed found the right place!
“Who’s the director of your movie?” Xiaohong asked playfully, her face beaming with a smile. “Take a look, see if I can act.”
An assistant director looked at Xiaohong with a flattering gaze. “Young lady, with your beauty, you’re not only capable of acting, but you could also play the female lead. How about I introduce you to Director Song later on?”
This ‘Director Song’ the assistant director mentioned was the director of this ghost movie, quite well-known domestically and a significant figure in the entertainment industry.
The director is the soul of the film crew, the most critical role, the authority, so, seemingly carrying a sense of importance, he did not come forward to greet Huang Xiaolong.
“Little girl, what do you want to act as?” The assistant director asked with a grin.
Xiaohong giggled and pointed at Qingqing, then at Heimei. “The three of us can act as monsters.”
Just then, several people walked out of the village, led by a middle-aged man in his forties. He had a plump figure, wore a vest, a peaked cap, and looked quite imposing, holding a megaphone in his hand.
Seeing the middle-aged man, the assistant director and the film crew hurried over, calling out “Director Song.”
In a low voice, Huanhuan Jie whispered to Huang Xiaolong, “Master Long, that fat one is the director of this show. This guy is quite lecherous, always trying to take advantage of our Bingbing, so you better watch out. It would be best to find an opportunity to teach this bloke a lesson. He even has designs on me!”
Huanhuan Jie’s face was filled with indignation.
“Oh?” Huang Xiaolong suddenly let out a mocking smile, then turned his eyes toward Director Song, his gaze narrowing slightly.
Ma Chuxia whispered beside Huang Xiaolong, “Little Long, that director is possessed by a ghost.”
“I know,” Huang Xiaolong replied calmly. “But don’t startle the snake.”
From the moment he laid eyes on Director Song, Huang Xiaolong had used his Heavenly Eye to take a look and saw a vengeful ghost dressed in Dongying attire inside the director, covered in blood and filled with resentment.
It appeared that somebody from the film crew had informed Director Song that Huang Xiaolong was brought by Zhao Bing to catch ghosts and perform exorcisms. With a sinister and resentful gaze he looked at Huang Xiaolong. At the same time, greed seeped through this gaze, as if he saw Huang Xiaolong as a plump prey.
Next, Director Song picked up a megaphone and shouted, “Everyone, don’t be afraid, and don’t be superstitious. In broad daylight, what ghosts can there be? Those missing from our crew, I have already reported to the police, and they will find them soon. There are no ghosts in this desolate village! Those people have just gotten lost. Humph! Taoists catching ghosts? That’s utter nonsense! Lunacy! With you all being so tense, how can we continue filming? And… those charlatans, our crew doesn’t welcome you, get lost!”
Hearing this, Zhao Bing immediately turned livid, and indignantly said, “Director Song, our people have been missing for several days, and you haven’t taken any measures. You’re still acting so nonchalant… Since you don’t care about our lives, is it not right for us to save ourselves? Now, the entire crew is in a state of panic, who has the mood to shoot a movie?”
“Hee hee hee~~ My big star, you’re quite tough-tongued~~” Director Song stared at Zhao Bing with a grimace. In the blink of an eye, wisps of grudge burst forth from his eyes, encasing Zhao Bing like a spider’s web.
Zhao Bing shivered slightly, but didn’t feel anything was wrong.
Huang Xiaolong watched silently from the side and glanced at Ma Chuxia with the corner of his eye, secretly transmitting his voice, “Zhao Bing has been cursed by the Dongying ghost possessing the director. Chuxia, later you use talismans to lift the curse from Zhao Bing, and also remove the ghostly qi from everyone in the crew. I will keep an eye on this Dongying ghost possessing the director.”
Ma Chuxia obediently nodded her head.
After cursing Zhao Bing, Director Song turned and left.
Huang Xiaolong silently followed after him.
As he walked, Huang Xiaolong recited an invisibility incantation and masked his presence, shamelessly tracking Director Song.
Soon, Director Song entered a small farmhouse courtyard.
A rundown courtyard, with a house of earthen walls.
In the trees outside the house, dozens of crows circled and flapped their wings, uttering “caw caw caw.”
Huang Xiaolong distinctly sensed that this farmhouse was brimming with terrifying grudge. Especially inside the earthen house, the resentment was so concentrated, it had almost solidified into reality, like droplets of blood seeping from the walls and flowing on the ground into a pool of blood.
Director Song chuckled sinisterly, opened the door, and slipped inside. With a bang, he closed the door.
“This house definitely has a problem…” Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. “The intensity of this grudge is definitely not inferior to Kayako’s villa…”
With a thought, Huang Xiaolong flashed into the earthen house.
Inside the house!
The chilly wind howled!
The grudge surged!
Amidst the chilling wind and resentment, ghostly faces appeared one by one, opening their mouths as if to speak about something.
The furnishings were extremely simple inside the house.
What stood out most was a ragged table with a laptop computer on it.
At that moment, Director Song sat in front of the laptop, skillfully operating the computer, copying and pasting a video file, distributing it across various forums and online communities.
With every video file sent, a portion of the grudge in the room was carried away by the file.
In other words, each video file carried a terrifying curse, which then spread rapidly through the internet, cursing those who received the file!
This was a bizarre and cunning method capable of cursing and killing people from a distance!
A barely concealed murderous intent flashed in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes as he revealed his form, “Hehehe~~ So, these terrifying videos cursing people were spread from this computer. You’re the spreader… Hah, I’ve searched far and wide to no avail, and here it was, effortless to find~~”
“Who?!” Consumed by the pleasure of spreading curses, Director Song cried out in alarm, then turned his head to stare fixedly at Huang Xiaolong, a sinister sneer forming at the corner of his mouth, “You saw everything? You know our secret? Hee hee hee~~ Then you must die!”
The chilling wind and grudge in the house boiled like water on the verge of spilling!
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