Chapter 144.1 The Horror Club
The door from the outside was rudely thrown open, and the cold wind rushed in, causing the papers to flutter loudly.
After disappearing for a day, Wen Shi finally reappeared.
His entrance was quite unique, like a protagonist returning for revenge in a movie. The only difference was that he was carrying a suitcase. Whatever was inside that suitcase emitted a foul stench, permeating the room, even wilting the potted plants in the corner.
Under the cover of the night, Wen Shi, who had silently made his entrance, had a stern expression. With deliberate slowness, he said, “I don’t agree with this will.”
Xiao Hua: “……”
If you had mentioned your dramatic entrance beforehand, I would have used the excuse of going to the restroom to avoid it.
Actually, Wen Shi’s cold expression was partly due to his reluctance to breathe in the foul odor he had trapped inside the suitcase.
Ideally, he really didn’t want to carry the body with him, but to prevent A’Yu’s summoning from failing, he had to make all the preparations in advance.
“The will is fake.” Wen Shi’s gaze was sharp as he stared straight at the lawyer.
Since his professionalism was being questioned, the lawyer’s expression clearly turned sour.
Others didn’t understand what he was up to. Lin Tianci sneered, “No one knows better than the lawyer whether the will is real or fake.”
The key NPC acting as the authentication device wasn’t swayed by Wen Shi’s words and continued reading.
“All the bonds under my name are to be transferred to my eldest daughter…”
While the lawyer was still mechanically reading his script, Wen Shi calmly stood in place. Suddenly, he took a deep breath and shouted towards the upstairs, “MOM—”
The emphasis on that one word echoed through the villa, perfectly drowning out the lawyer’s voice.
In less than thirty seconds, a faint figure suddenly appeared in the living room. “My son, you called for me?”
It had the effect of stealthily entering the night with the wind. Even the lawyer was startled by the sudden appearance of this person and was left speechless.
Wen Shi struggled to lift the suitcase onto the table and then tipped the body out of it. The overpowering stench made everyone step back. Wen Shi looked at A’Yu with a raised eyebrow, and she understood his meaning in an instant. “I’ll handle this.”
A’Yu shook the bell that she had been prevented from using yesterday. Her frail wrists moved the bell back and forth seven times, but strangely, it didn’t make a sound even once. Wen Shi, who was closest to the body, felt an intense chill that nearly numbed him, forcing him to change his position.
From the moment the corpse appeared, everything unfolded beyond everyone’s expectations.
The butler had seen a lot in his lifetime. When he saw A’Yu ringing the bell while muttering words, he immediately connected it to spirit summoning, his face changing drastically. “Stop her!”
He had never witnessed a successful summoning, but even if there was a slight chance, he couldn’t allow such a thing to happen.
However, the abilities on both sides were in entirely different leagues. A’Yu lightly flicked another bell at her waist, and this time it produced a relatively crisp sound. The butler’s soul, along with those players attempting to approach A’Yu, quivered for a moment as if frozen in the ringing sound.
Just when their bones felt like they were about to freeze into crumbs, in full view of everyone, the decaying body of Master Lin slowly sat up from the long table.
He seemed somewhat confused, with a hint of bewilderment in his expression.
In complete silence, the lawyer’s expression was more dazed than the players. While he was lost in thought, Wen Shi swiftly snatched the will from the lawyer’s hand.
“Father, take a look. Is this the will you wrote?”
Master Lin: “?”
His memories were a chaotic jumble, but he managed to barely recognize a few sentences on the paper. Master Lin instinctively shook his head.
After two or three seconds, in the face of the shocked expressions around him, Master Lin belatedly noticed the hole in his chest. Starting from his neck down, there was a large Y-shaped opening, as if he had been disemboweled. These were the traces left by the autopsy this morning.
Everything about last night slowly appeared in his foggy mind. Master Lin only remembered a figure appearing in the room just after a lightning bolt vanished in the sky. Then came a sharp pain in his chest, and after that—
After that, he… was gone!
“I’m dead…” He said, his dilated pupils filling with intense shock.
Wen Shi nodded gravely. “After your accident, this will was immediately revealed in public. It all seemed too coincidental. To uncover the truth, I, along with your little girlfriend…”
Xiao Hua, with her vibrant red nails, smiled as she looked over.
Wen Shi cleared his throat and continued, “We were both determined to find out the truth, and luckily, a friend I know outside happens to be a spiritualist.”
He deliberately linked the will and the accident together. Master Lin already had doubts about his children, and now, with the beneficiaries listed in the will, they all landed on his suspicion list.
Unsure how long the summoning would last, Wen Shi got straight to the point, “Take another look at the will.”
Without him saying it, Master Lin was already looking at it, infuriated almost to the point of losing his cool.
“Absurd, utterly absurd!”
If Master Lin kept emphasizing that none of the names on the will were within the inheritance circle, everyone would be in deep trouble.
Perplexed, Pei Hongxin looked at Xiao Hua. Her name was also on the will, so why was she able to sit there so calmly?
The current situation left Pei Hongxin with no time for further contemplation. He discreetly took out the soul vial given to him by the demon. Master Lin, being a recently deceased fresh corpse, offered a glimmer of hope if his soul could be captured.
Unfortunately, A’Yu was well-prepared for this.
Pei Hongxin had barely taken out the tiny bottle for a second when the suction force targeting the soul was ruthlessly suppressed, rendering him unable to take away the old man’s spirit.
Master Lin’s face, already pale, continued to turn a deep shade of purple. “These damn beasts.”
Unfortunately, the handwriting was identical, indicating that these people had plotted this scheme long in advance.
Wen Shi, gritting his teeth to endure the stench of the corpse, said, “Exactly, this has been premeditated. I only recently discovered that your grandson isn’t my biological child.”
The information was quite overwhelming that it took Master Lin a moment to process.
Wen Shi briefly explained why Pei Hongxin’s name appeared on the will and hinted that he might be the child of his elder brother. The two must be sharing secret messages related to himself.
“I will definitely investigate the truth,” Wen Shi spoke softly, “but before that, we need to establish the ownership of the estate.”
Just as Master Lin was about to point out that Wen Shi wasn’t a good person either, he heard Wen Shi say, “Hiring a spiritualist isn’t cheap, and there will likely be many occasions where we’ll need one in the future.”
Hitting the snake on its seven-inch spot.
Master Lin followed his line of thought and considered that having a spiritualist might allow him to continue enjoying the pleasures of the human world in a different way. He looked deeply at Wen Shi, who made a low-cost promise and said three words, “I swear it.”
Master Lin fell silent for a moment, his posthumous mind working like a rusty gear. He was swayed by the enticing promises Wen Shi painted for him. He stiffly turned his neck towards the lawyer.
Pei Hongxin, resolute, called upon the demon, “How many times can a soul be summoned successfully?”
A blurry black figure appeared in his mind, its slender eyes seemingly piercing through Pei Hongxin’s soul. Just as he trembled uncontrollably, the shadow replied, “Once.”
There were certain unspoken rules when dealing with demons.
One couldn’t ask for something too significant, like wanting someone dead or directly completing a quest, as the cost would be too high for anyone to bear.
Pei Hongxin: “I want to halt the soul summoning.”
The demon coldly made a demand, “Offer up a strand of your soul.”
Pei Hongxin hesitated for a moment, “If I want to ensure that my name is on the will…”
The demon: “All strands of your soul.”
Pei Hongxin fell silent.
Faint black smoke drifted over the long table.
“All of my inheritance will go to my…” Master Lin’s words had barely left his mouth when he suddenly collapsed, lifeless.
A slight shake of the head from Wen Shi to A’Yu indicated that a person could only summon a soul once.
Other players noticed the subtle interaction between the two and, as they watched Master Lin slump like a lifeless puppet onto the table, they all breathed a collective sigh of relief.
In the live chat:
【Scissor Granny: I’m thrilled, hahaha, just a few seconds off.】
【Patient 109: What’s happening? There were journalists trying to sneak into the hospital. I followed to catch them.】
“Frank Hospital’s willpower-lacking maniac enters the live stream.”
【Patient 300: Annoying, damn intruders. They woke me up, now I can’t sleep, so I came here to watch ‘The Horror Club’ to kill time.】
The comments were scrolling rapidly. Wen Shi vaguely caught the keyword about the journalist’s intrusion, his expression slightly darkening.
The host was probably caught.
Wen Shi suddenly lost interest in exploding fish and prepared to end this short story as quickly as possible. He needed to figure out a way to remotely rescue the host.
With a calm demeanor, he used the【Feigned Corpse】skill.”Come on, Daddy, sit up.”
As Wen Shi’s words fell, the decaying body of Master Lin twitched a few times. In the astonished expressions of everyone present, he twisted his upper body upright again. He hadn’t even closed his eyes when he fell earlier, and now, he skipped the time to open his eyelids.
Wen Shi motioned to the lawyer to come closer, ensuring he could hear Master Lin’s words clearly, while also starting a video recording himself.
“Please continue, who will inherit the entire estate?”
“……” Just after offering up a strand of his soul, Pei Hongxin couldn’t contain his shock and spat out a mouthful of blood.
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