The King of Curses
Chapter 74 - 74 32 The Ghost in the Bathroom

74: Chapter 32 The Ghost in the Bathroom 74: Chapter 32 The Ghost in the Bathroom Cen Dongsheng stretched his limbs, then took big strides forward, opening the bathroom door in front of him.

“I, should I step aside…?”

Behind him hid Miss Chen, a forum user from You Mountain Strange Tales Area known as “Pearl Little Radish”, her expression pale and stiff, her body trembling slightly.

“No need.

You don’t have to do anything; like I said, it’s just a small fry.”

Cen Dongsheng replied.

He casually shut the door behind him, his sharp gaze sweeping around the bathroom, but he didn’t spot any sign of ghosts haunting the place.

He did smell a faint trace of yin energy, but it was very thin.

His Cursing Prohibition skills were not particularly adept at tracking and seeking enemies, so he could only sense their presence or lack thereof, not pinpoint their exact location.

“…Hiding and not coming out?”

Cen Dongsheng narrowed his eyes.

He then thought of Miss Chen’s description—

“Ah, I see, it could also be a ghost that acts upon certain trigger conditions.

For example… only when the scene is completely recreated will it appear?”

He pondered for a moment then stepped out of the bathroom and saw Miss Chen hiding in a corner, peeking out.

She even jumped, startled by his appearance.

“Do you always see it when you take a shower?”

“Uh…

yes, basically.”

Miss Chen steadied herself, starting to recall.

“At first, it was on the glass door.

I thought it was steam, but the more I looked, the more wrong it seemed.

It felt like a man’s face; I even wondered if I was being hypersensitive.”

“Later, when I showered, I could see his figure in the mirror, a middle-aged uncle wearing a tank top, slightly overweight, but with a very ethereal body contour…

like, as if he didn’t exist in this world.

That’s when I was convinced I had really encountered a ghost.”

“Did he appear every time you showered after that?”

“I stopped showering at home after that.”

Miss Chen offered a wry smile.

“I usually go to a nearby public bath or find a cheap hourly rate room to rest…”

“I understand.”

Cen Dongsheng nodded.

“Then take another shower.”

Miss Chen stared at him, eyes wide in astonishment.

“What, what did you say…?”

“I told you to shower again.

Right now.”

His tone was very matter-of-fact.

“The ghost is hiding; we need to lure it out.”

“Ah…”

Miss Chen was stunned.

She had never heard such an odd request…

no, not a request, given the man’s commanding tone, it was an outright demand that she take a shower.

There was no room for doubt now; the thought that he was going to such lengths just to catch a ghost seemed less likely compared to her newfound wariness of the dangerous aura emanating from him, which sparked wild conjectures—

Was he looking for an excuse to…

have his way with her?

But as this thought crossed her mind, besides fear and dread, she paradoxically felt a tingling thrill.

There was no denying that when she first laid eyes on Cen Dongsheng, she felt frightened, as he was not easily approachable; but after she mustered the courage to sneak a few glances at him, she quickly realized the man was quite handsome and had an excellent physique, which gave him a certain…

presence.

She even started to fantasize, picturing him as one of those dangerously irresistible, abstinent hunks from female-oriented online fiction.

To some readers, a good-looking face made even criminals not entirely untenable.

Seeing her standing there, motionless, her expression and eyes changing constantly, Cen Dongsheng had no idea what was running through her mind.

Naturally, he couldn’t guess that she was entertaining all kinds of naughty thoughts.

He frowned slightly and spoke again:

“What, didn’t you hear me?”

“Oh, oh…

I heard…”

Miss Chen’s face turned red and white by turns, looking down.

“Do I, do I really have to take a shower…?”

Cen Dongsheng blinked.

It suddenly occurred to him that his request might seem bizarre to an ordinary person.

Moreover, she was a single woman living alone, and he was a stranger who had just arrived at her doorstep.

It would only be natural for a person with even a slightly higher sense of caution to find it unacceptable.

Sister Zhi Zhen was right; he really didn’t understand these matters, which was certainly a weakness of his.

Yet, his decision wouldn’t change.

If she was unwilling, he would simply leave, not indulging anyone.

“You don’t have to undress.

To avoid trouble, just heat the water.

When it appears, immediately shout or make some noise.

I’ll be waiting outside the door; I won’t come in.”

Cen Dongsheng said, fixing his gaze on the woman in front of him.

“Will you do it?

Give me an answer.”

Miss Chen gaped, looking somewhat shocked, and after a little while, she hesitantly nodded.

“I…

I understand…”

…

Perhaps survival instincts prevailed, for Miss Chen ultimately did as told, holding a pile of clothing as she entered the bathroom and started heating the water.

Cen Dongsheng stood outside the door, watching as the glass gradually became fogged by steam, the white mist obscuring the scene within.

He waited quietly until—

“Yaaah—!”

A scream full of panic emanated from the woman inside.

Without hesitation, Cen Dongsheng lifted his foot and kicked the bathroom door open.

As he expected, the recoil from the door panel confirmed one thing: the door, which initially hadn’t been locked, was sealed by an unknown force.

This was a common method used by ghosts to interfere with reality.

Especially those who linger in haunted houses, they like to lure humans in and then unexpectedly lock all the doors and windows with an unseen force, delighting in watching their prey, the Bloody Meals, show regret, cry out in frenzy, desperately banging on the doors and windows, trying to escape the pitiful situation, only to die in the cold despair of disillusionment…