Chapter 9: Ashura Evil Spirit

  Yang Danxi was as pure as a saint, but after I came into contact with her, I felt that I had underestimated her.

  "Beautiful girl, can you tell me how to take these medicines?" I walked up to Yang Danxue, brushed aside the hair in front of my eyes with my right hand, and said with a "I'm the most handsome guy under the sky" expression.

  "Get out of here, you bastard! Who are you calling a beauty? I have a name, you know!" Yang Danxi said with her hands on her hips, completely shattering the image of her as a saintly girl in my mind. Then she turned to my cousin who was drooling and said: "You damn pervert, haven't you ever seen a woman before? What are you staring at? Keep staring and I'll dig out your eyeballs!" After that, she swaggered out of the emergency room. In the end, I had no choice but to find Wang Hua again and ask him to tell me how to use the medicine.

  I did as Uncle Wanghua said, and fed Li Hao some porridge and nutritional medicine with warm water. His complexion improved significantly, and we anxiously waited for him to wake up. Before long, more than a dozen social people walked into the hospital, and I saw Wanzai, Li Hao's older brother, wearing a large gold chain around his neck. I knew trouble had arrived.

  Just as I was at a loss for what to do, I saw a black aura surrounding Wan Zi's forehead, and a ghostly face appeared on his head, sometimes visible and sometimes invisible. This guy had actually been possessed by an evil spirit! I knew that my Ghost Eye had taken effect, and I also saw that the ghostly face looked somewhat flustered when it saw me. Although it was just a ghost, its expression was very clear. Before seeing me, the ghostly face had revealed its ferocious fangs, laughing maniacally. But as soon as I glanced at it, this thing became somewhat flustered.

  Wan Zi walked into the ward step by step, first looking at Li Hao, then not saying a word, without even asking about Li Hao's condition. He directly walked to my front and asked, "Are you the one who took pictures of my brother?" Wan Zi had a gloomy face, with the scar on his face looking more sinister than ever. This guy was disfigured last year when he was stabbed in the face while collecting debts for Ah Si, and then killed the person who stabbed him with one knife. After that, this guy became even more ruthless and is now Ah Si's top general, having already taken three lives this year.

  As I looked into the eyes of this fugitive, I suddenly felt a little scared, but when I saw the ghostly face on his head, I somehow grasped something. I stared at the ghostly face without stopping, wondering why it was so flustered.

  "Whoa——” As a result, the ghost face instantly flew out and pounced on my shoulder, biting down hard. Although the ghost face had no physical form, its resentment was heavy, so my shoulder was instantly bitten through, with fresh blood flowing out. Wang Cheng and my cousin were shocked speechless by this scene, even Wan Zi himself was frightened to the point of being unable to speak.

  Just like there was no reason, my shoulders were bleeding profusely, and then I felt a part of my body enter the ghost's body. A gray mark formed in my mind. Then, the ghost opposite me suddenly spoke with a human voice and started talking to me.

  It and I are communicating with each other, but I can fully understand its meaning. "Kid, thank you for your fresh blood. I am a Shura evil spirit. In my lifetime, I was killed by Wanzi and couldn't reincarnate, so I became an evil spirit in the City of Wrongful Death. Your ghost eye has the power to capture souls. I won't bite you again. Please, spare me."

  I was shocked, and I was half-believing and half-doubting his words. How could an evil spirit want to acknowledge me as its master just by looking at me a few times? Even if my ghost eye is very powerful, but I still don't understand how to cultivate it, how can I have the power to capture souls? As I looked at the ghost's face, the mark in my mind suddenly moved. You damned little ghost, dare to deceive me, I want to kill you! Then I felt a surge of energy entering my brain, rushing towards that gray mark.

  "Spare my life, master! I truly surrender to you." The ghost face suddenly changed and pleaded bitterly, its whole body trembling with black energy that seemed to be fading away. As the ghost face shouted, I thought to myself, "Forget it, let's keep him, he might come in handy." Thinking this, I wanted to prevent the energy from colliding with the gray mark, and surprisingly, the energy listened and stopped right before the mark, then dispersed into my limbs. The ghost face finally breathed a sigh of relief, revealing its true nature.

  This is the first time I feel different, and I can easily subdue the little ghost. I feel a sense of pride in my heart. Looking at Wanzi, I'm no longer as afraid as before.

  Wanzi glared at me, ignoring the blood on my shoulder, and suddenly kicked me. "You dare to hit my brother? You're asking for death! Kill him!" Wanzi shouted, pointing at me. The two younger brothers behind him immediately pulled out spring knives from their waists, one each, apparently prepared for this.

  At this time, Uncle Wang Hua rushed in, took a look at the situation and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? This is a hospital, if you dare to hurt anyone I'll call the police!" As he said that, he took out his mobile phone.

  Wanzi burst out laughing and with one kick, he sent Wang Huashu's mobile phone flying. The phone flew far away, fell to the ground, making a "crack" sound, and was smashed into pieces. Wang Huashu's face turned red with anger, but facing Wanzi's robust figure, he didn't dare to directly go up and hit him.

  Wanzi proudly pulled out his own Nokia flip phone from his pocket, waved it in his hand and said, "Haha, do you want to call the police? Come on, I'll dial 110 for you!" As he spoke, he pressed a few numbers on his phone, which was indeed the emergency number 110.

  "Ringing..." Soon, the phone was answered and a female police officer's voice came out, "Hello, this is Nantong County Public Security Bureau 110 Emergency Service Center. Please tell us your location and reason for assistance, we will arrive immediately!"

  "Haha, hello, I'm going to kill someone. If anyone wants to call the police, I'll make the call for them. You listen to what he says!" As he spoke, Wanzi handed his phone over to Wanghua's mouth and said viciously: "The call is connected, speak up! Let's see if that cop dares to interfere with my business."

  Uncle Wang Hua fell silent, and I saw that his palms were sweating, unsure if it was fear or anger. He didn't say a word, and the phone occasionally emitted a prompt tone. The female police officer asked anxiously: "Are you being held hostage? Where is your address? Hello! ...". Uncle Wang Hua turned around to leave. Wan Zi shouted into the phone: "My second uncle is Sun Dajun, the director of Nantong County Public Security Bureau, and I am his nephew Wan Xiaolong. Tell him it was me who made the call." Wan Zi hung up the phone with a press of his hand, then blocked Uncle Wang Hua's way out. "Hmph, think you can leave? Do you think I, Wan Zi, am someone to be trifled with? Leave one finger behind, or else I'll make you wish you were dead!"

  "Don't go too far, I'll ignore your business at most, don't force me!" Uncle Wang Hua was also angry now, looking at Wan Zi and saying word by word.

  "Haha, old thing, I'm forcing you, how about it? Go out and try!" Wan Zi hung up the phone, his face furious as he pointed at the door. The brothers around him also took out their weapons, including watermelon knives, iron bars, bayonets, and baseball bats. Seven or eight fierce big men blocked the doorway together.

  Wang Hua's face changed, Wan Zi suddenly looked up, a mixed-race man with five-colored hair walked in front of him, pulled out a dagger, and dragged Wang Hua's uncle to the side, pulled out his right thumb, placed it on a medicine table, and was about to cut it off.