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  Chengzhou stepped back step by step.

  "Can you see me?" Cheng Zhou didn't expect that he would ask such a silly question as soon as he opened his mouth.

  "Hahaha......" The man seemed to be laughing.

  "You're dead too...... Unfortunately, everything I got from you was taken away by him. Your power... it made me..." The man raised his head, as if savoring the beauty of that moment.

  "What's with 'I'm dead too'? You...are you..."

  "You guessed it. He's been dead for six and a half years." The childish voice echoed in the bedroom.

  "What did you say?!" Cheng Zhou was shocked and turned his head to look at the person beside him.

  Just now should still be "above" the child is now sitting cross-legged on the bed, at his feet is a half-dead woman who is still bleeding profusely, but he seems to have not seen a dying woman lying beside him, with an attitude as calm as an old detective who has seen many murder scenes or a cold-blooded killer.

  "We have to save her!" Cheng Zhou jumped up and hurried over to stop the woman's bleeding.

  The child glanced at the woman indifferently and said, "It's no use saving her. She's lost too much blood, and with the corpse spirit feeding on her, her vital energy is gone. No matter how you save her, it's impossible to bring back her life, unless you want to create another corpse spirit."

  "What are you talking about? What corpse ghost? What...how did you know these things?" Cheng Zhou hastily pulled over the bed sheet to stop the woman's bleeding.

  "Save... me... save..." The woman seemed to recognize Cheng Chou and struggled to lift her hand to grab onto his collar.

  "Mrs. Kawau, don't worry, I..."

  "She can touch you, it means she's beyond salvation." The child said this in Japanese. He kept an eye on the corpse spirit while speaking.

  Is that so? Cheng Chou thought that Kawahori Haruka must have also heard what the child was saying, otherwise her eyes wouldn't have revealed such a desperate expression.

  "You want to know what a vengeful spirit is? Ask him yourself."

  What! Cheng Zhou turned around and immediately saw the man transformed into a corpse ghost pouncing on him.

  "He's like this, how can I ask him!" Cheng Zhou shouted loudly and turned around to run.

  No! The corpse didn't pounce on him, but rather on the little furry head sitting behind him on the bed.

  "Hey! What are you going to do to my son?" Cheng Zhou stopped in his tracks, turned around, and with a sudden burst of courage, kicked the corpse that was pouncing on Little Mao's head.

  The corpse ghost was kicked and stumbled backward several steps, unable to react in time.

  The corpse was unstable, Cheng Zhou hastily stretched out his hand and scooped it up, holding Little Mao's head as he rushed towards the bedroom door.

  "Hah! You foolish thing, this time I'll make you lose your soul!" Behind him, the ghostly creature followed closely with a strange laugh.

  Before Cheng Zhou's hand reached the door handle, he suddenly felt a tightness on his shoulder and his whole body flew up into the air.

  How could he catch me? Cheng Zhou still couldn't understand even after falling flat on his butt.

  "Just like a magnet, because you are all ghosts, it doesn't need to grasp your physical body, and with its own power, it can bounce back your magnetic field or completely destroy your magnetic field. And this magnetic field is equivalent to your soul. Once your magnetic field is destroyed, your life will also come to an end." The child seemed to know what Cheng Chou was thinking, and the old god explained in a low voice while hiding in his arms.

  "How do you know all this? Never mind, we'll ask you when we get back." Cheng Zhou originally wanted to ask clearly, but seeing the corpse ghost pounce at them again, he hastily changed his words and hugged the child, getting up and running.

  "Halt! Halt! We have something to discuss! Wow!"

  As if in revenge, the corpse kicked Cheng Chou fiercely from behind.

  The mirror on the wall was smashed, and Cheng Zhou held the child as they fell from the wall. Fortunately, he didn't have a physical body at the moment, so he couldn't feel any pain. As soon as he hit the ground, he immediately got up and escaped.

  Sideways, the corpse ghost sneered and pounced. He had played enough, now he wanted to make this inexplicably emerged Huaxia person disappear forever, along with the "thing" in his arms that made him afraid!

  The ghost's hands were about to reach Cheng Chou's neck.

  The child's mouth corners overflow with a smile, he is waiting.

  Bang! The bedroom door was suddenly burst open.

  "Kazuhiko! Stop!" a loud cry echoed through the bedroom.

  The corpse demon suddenly withdrew its hands.

  "Xiu Ming? What are you doing here?" Cheng Zhou blurted out without even thinking.

  Xiu Ming was shocked and raised his head, "Cheng Chou?" Why did he hear Cheng Chou's voice but couldn't see him?

  "How did he hear my voice?" Cheng Zhou asked in a low voice to the little furry head in his arms.

  Because there is a ghost who wants him to hear it.

  "How was I supposed to know? Maybe he has better ears than me. Hey, I'm hungry."

  The child pouted and touched his own belly, glancing at the corpse of Kawahito Hiroshi. When he's hungry, it usually means his strength...

  Glaring at the mirror on the ground, Xiaomao's head menacingly bared his small canine teeth.

  Listen! I don't care who you are or why you're still in this world, if you dare to let my dinner run away tonight, I'll use you as a snack to fill the gaps between my teeth!

  "...I think that guy opposite us looks like he's starving too..." Cheng Zhou noticed the corpse ghost opposite them, who had stopped moving, was now turning his gaze towards them again.

  "Seijou? Are you here? I came rushing over as soon as I heard the news, and I was worried that Kawahori Haruka might... " Shuhei groaned in pain after clearly seeing Hiro's face.

  "Kazuhiko, how did you end up like this..."

  "Chengzhou, I'm sorry!"

  Xiǔ Míng suddenly knelt down on the floor and bowed deeply.

  "Hey! Xiū Míng? Get up quickly! What are you doing?" Cheng Zhou didn't understand Xiū Míng's intention, and hastily ran over to try to help him up.

  Unfortunately, there is a ghost blocking them in between.

  "It's all my fault! I'm the one who dragged you down! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have died such a miserable death. It's all my fault!" Xiu Ming couldn't see Cheng Zhou and could only apologize incessantly in the direction of the voice.

  "What are you talking about? What have you gotten me into?" Cheng Zhou scratched his head in confusion.

  The child suddenly lifted his face and wrinkled up his little nose, then scrunched up his little face into a bun-like shape.

  "That day when you left the hospital, your last question to me... I shouldn't have told Kazuhiko. I didn't know he would be the killer, so I told him that on that night, apart from me and the already dead detective, you also saw him leave the mansion. And that was also the night her mother committed suicide."

  I... never thought he would kill his own mother, so when the police asked about his whereabouts that night, I testified that he was with me in the same room resting. Sorry! Cheng Chou, it's my fault you're dead, sorry!" Thinking that Cheng Chou was already dead, Xiū Míng seemed to have no more reservations and blurted everything out.

  So that's how it is.

  "Never mind, Xiū Míng, don't take it to heart. Not just you, even I didn't see that he was the murderer." Chéng Zhōu waved his hand and said. He had always thought that Kawabe Hiroshi was so despicable, but it turned out he wasn't human from the start.

  "If you can figure out who's the killer, then there wouldn't be a need for police in this world." The kid muttered to himself while staring at the mirror on the ground.

  Cheng Zhou lightly tapped the back of the child's head as a warning.

  The smell of lamp oil in the room grew heavier. Xiū Míng, whose sense of smell had not disappeared, raised his head and looked around curiously.

  "Hey, why don't we take care of that guy right now?" The kid said, withdrawing his gaze from the mirror and poking at Cheng's chest.

  "Solution? Relying on us? What's your good method?" Cheng Zhou narrowed his eyes, he felt that the little ghost in his arms seemed to be getting more and more mysterious, not only could it run to the Yellow Spring Road to find him, but also recognize what kind of ghost, now it said it could solve the ghost. Who exactly was this little ghost?

  "Seijou, who else is with you? Who are you going to settle the score with? With Hiko? No! Please don't do that. Hiko, Hiko..." Shumei seemed not to hear the child's voice.

  "Chengzhou, I...I hope you can...forgive Hei Yan. I know he's done some terrible things, I know this request is absurd, but believe me, Hei Yan did these..."

  Xiù Míng fell silent, seemingly unsure of how to continue the conversation. Chéng Zhōu found it strange that he didn't rush to save Chuán Jū Chūn Xiāng, even though she looked like a lost cause; but given Xiù Míng's nature, how could he just stand by and do nothing?

  "There is a way, but it requires one hit to succeed. And this... needs you, Dad, to lure the Corpse Ghost slightly, let him catch you, and when he's about to attack you, I'll take advantage of his carelessness and behead him with one slash. Trust me, I will definitely cut off his head in one go! Before he swallows your soul completely." The child looked up at Cheng Zhou with a smile like a little fox.

  "Xiu Ming, what do you want to say? Say it and let's see if he has anything worth forgiving. Although I don't believe him, I trust you. If you say he has a good reason, then maybe he really does have a motive for being the murderer. But first, I hope you can calm him down, I don't want to be pounced on and swallowed whole while listening to you speak." Cheng Zhou covered the little demon's face with his large hand, determined not to fall for this little devil's temptation.

  Let him be bait? No way!

  Xiu Ming's voice came from a deep direction and said: "Thank you." Then he turned to look at the corpse that was slowly moving towards the bed.

  Hidemi stood up and went to Kazuhiko's side, who had become a corpse, boldly stretched out his hand to block his path, and said with a pleading tone:

  "Kazuhiko, please stop hurting people. Look at what you've become! If you think about it, who will be the saddest?"

  Kōko doesn't want to see you like this either. Believe me, she's been waiting for you all along. You've already avenged yourself, everything is over now, go turn yourself in.

  I believe that Kōko is definitely waiting for you in that world, and after a hundred years, when you reunite with her, no one will be able to stop you, no one will be able to ruin it, and no one will be able to hurt you.

  "Kazuhiko, I beg of you, don't create any more unnecessary karma, I beg of you! Stop!"

  "Wait, Xiū Míng, did you know that He Ping has been dead for six and a half years?"

  "What did you say? No... how is that possible..." Hidemasa looked at Kazuhiko in disbelief, whose face was not the only thing changing, his body also started to transform little by little.

  "That's no use at all." The child muttered, moving away the hand that covered his small face.

  "How did you know it was useless? I think it's much calmer now."

  "Kazuhiko, ah——!" Shumei's body suddenly flew up.

  Bang! Hidemasa slid down from the door panel.

  "Hmm, that must have hurt a lot." Xiaomao's head shook with a chuckle and a sigh, his face full of schadenfreude.

  Kazuhiko, who had transformed into a vengeful spirit, continued to close in on them. Gradually, Seiya and the others were left with no way to retreat.

  "Why can't we walk through walls?" Cheng Zhou slammed his hand against the wall in frustration and anger.

  "Because you've only recently become a ghost, your spiritual power is still insufficient. Moreover, its strength has increased. If it were still in its human form, at most it would just harm people, but now that it's started to transform and lose its humanity, it can already devour some weak spirits to strengthen its own power, and also harm some newly-turned stupid ghosts."

  Anger! Anger upon anger!

  "Speak! What method can we use to solve it? Not that kind of bait where you or I have to go and be the lure!"

  "So it's just a matter of getting over it, but that's the most troublesome thing... and that means my dinner is ruined, no way!"

  "Anyway, just go and be a bait, what's the big deal? It won't really kill you, besides, you're already dead now."

  "Hey, you stinky brat! Would anyone ask their own father to be a ghost's bait? Do you even know how to write the word 'filial'?"

  "I don't know." Xiaomao replied very succinctly.

  I'm so annoyed!

  "In short, you want me to be the bait - no way! Go, think of a way to save it." The father said with a stern expression, staring at his little son.

  "No!"

  "Chengzhou... Chengzhou, you said you want to avenge He Yan? No! Chengzhou, please don't hurt him, let the law punish him instead, give him a chance to reflect." Xiuming seemed to have just woken up from a light coma and upon hearing Chengzhou's words, thought that he was going to take revenge and hastily begged.

  "Is that idiot really stupid or just pretending? Can't he still believe that thing is no longer human? Hey, Chengzhou, hurry up! If you don't go and lure it into a trap, I'll be too exhausted to deal with it later."

  The corpse's body was slowly swelling, the suit that had been worn on the outside could no longer contain it, and with a loud ripping sound, the suit finally burst open. Through the torn seams, you could see the swollen flesh that had already begun to rot and decay.

  Ugh! Cheng Zhou immediately averted his gaze, "Are all corpses so disgusting?"

  "It's almost as if you think that even a corpse can be transformed into a ghost, and something that sustains its life by eating human corpses would become beautiful? Hey! You still don't hurry up and go! If you just pounce on it and let it grab you, it will only pay attention to you, and only smell your scent. Then I'll be able to sneak up behind it without it noticing and cut it down!"

  "No! I won't go! Why is this so troublesome?! Heaven, who can save me?!" Cheng Chou grabbed everything within reach and desperately threw it at the corpse ghost, trying to stop its approaching footsteps.

  Well, it's because... The kid flashed a slightly cunning and greedy smile.

  Although it's not much, the little bit of Chengyou's vital energy he absorbed from the corpse demon is enough to leave him with an aftertaste that lingers on. It was so good, so good that he wants to get it again. Not a lot, just a little bit, as long as it can satisfy his current desire.

  Of course, he could also directly absorb from Cheng Chou's body, but he was afraid that he would become too indulgent and devour this rare, unique, and one-of-a-kind delicacy in just one sitting.

  He hadn't eaten in a long time, at least he hadn't tasted anything so delicious in a long time, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself. And he didn't want that to happen, besides, leaving this delicacy by his side had many other benefits.

  If he wants to regain his original power before anyone who can stop him finds out, recall his true identity, he cannot let Cheng Chou detect even a hint of his real intentions.

  So, Chengzhou, you can temporarily be my seasoning. Let my food become more delicious and nutritious.

  "I've made up my mind, let's escape. You can bring me here and you can also take me out, right? Wow!"

  No need for Cheng Chou to deliver himself, the impatient vengeful spirit directly grabbed him.

  At the same moment, the child's body slipped out of Cheng Chou's arms.

  Standing in front of the mirror, the child smiled as he watched the corpse ghost tightly grasp Cheng Chou's soul. Just as he had expected, no god or ghost could resist such a delicious thing, and soon the corpse ghost was entranced by what it had grasped.

  Can only see him, can only smell his scent...

  "Kazuhiko..." Hidemasa's eyes widened.

  He saw Hiroshi stretch out his hands as if grasping something in the air, and then his bloated body suddenly shrunk like a deflated balloon, and the originally black and red rotten skin gradually revealed healthy white skin, just like Hiroshi was reborn...