Chapter 25

Holding the holy water and talisman paper in his hands, Zhao Zhu had already spent half of his original points. If he really managed to save Zhu Jianping, then everything would be fine. The other party would owe him a huge favor, and it would be natural for him to make up for his losses. Moreover, the other benefits he could gain from Zhu Jianping in the future were not something 500 points could buy.

Zhao Zhu was a psychiatrist, so he actually had his own unique insights when it came to "reading people."

At first, his understanding of Zhu Jianping came from Xiong Zhiqi's introduction during a dinner. In Xiong Zhiqi's words, Zhu Jianping was a major pervert who, in the mission world, could even enjoy eating human flesh to survive. Such a person's character was actually quite easy to understand. You could say he was extreme or ruthless, but when a single trait was greatly amplified, it often meant that the person could be described as "simple" in some aspects. This was a difficult concept to grasp, but it was not a profound secret in the field of psychology.

Furthermore, when Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping met for the first time, it was outside Zhu Jianping's classroom. At that time, Zhu Jianping had hypnotized the entire class and was having sex with the female teacher on the podium. From a moralist's perspective, Zhu Jianping was truly shameless and depraved. However, in this society, there were many principals who molested female students and high-ranking officials who kept mistresses. The reason why Japanese AVs were so popular was that the Japanese delved deeper and more thoroughly into the dark and desires of human nature than people in other countries.

Therefore, in Zhao Zhu's view, after suddenly experiencing great terror and gaining extraordinary powers, it was only natural to indulge in some desires and dreams. He believed that most people would choose this path. Don't be fooled by their usual polite and law-abiding demeanor; that was only because they lacked the ability to break the rules. Once they had that ability, the little monsters in their hearts would be unleashed, and even good people could turn into vicious demons.

Of course, the most crucial point was when Li Fan came to Zhu Jianping's school for revenge. When Li Fan directly summoned nearby ghosts to attack the school, hoping to make all the teachers and students suffer, Zhu Jianping, who had just finished having sex with his female teacher, stood up and drove away the ghosts.

Afterward, Zhao Zhu also checked the news online. No one had died at that middle school; only some people had fallen ill. The school had even taken a collective holiday to prevent an epidemic or flu. From the fact that Zhu Jianping still lived in his old house, it was clear that he was a very traditional person. Even though he had gained great power and his character had become twisted, he still had deep feelings and attachment to his past, such as his student life and his old house. Such a person, with such a trait, was already worth befriending.

If you treated him well, he would remember and repay you. This was enough for Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu walked back to the hallway. He actually didn't know how to use the holy water and talisman paper, nor did he know if he needed to recite any incantations. The group owner had instantly transferred the items to his hands, and there was no instruction manual in the black plastic bag. However, Zhao Zhu thought that since they were low-level holy water and talisman paper, they probably didn't require any incantations and were just consumables.

Holding the holy water in one hand and the talisman paper in the other, Zhao Zhu stepped back onto the stairs. Seven police officers had gone in but hadn't come out. Even if they were investigating, the time had already exceeded what was reasonable. The only explanation was that those seven police officers had met their end inside.

This time, as he walked up, the jade hairpin tattoo on Zhao Zhu's left shoulder showed no change, and he didn't see any black aura. However, Zhao Zhu knew that the black aura was definitely surrounding him.

Standing at the door, Zhao Zhu didn't knock, nor did he dare to knock. He tried to stick a talisman paper directly on the door.

Then, the originally yellowish-green talisman paper quickly turned black, as if stained with ink. This change was somewhat unexpected. Zhao Zhu now really wanted to ask in the group what it meant for the talisman paper to turn black immediately upon sticking, but he also knew that there was no turning back once he had stuck the talisman paper. He had definitely alerted whatever was inside.

When the talisman paper turned black and disintegrated into dust, the door... opened.

Standing outside, Zhao Zhu saw the interior, which was very ordinary and normal. Directly opposite the door was a small living room. The floor was very clean, with a dining table and shoe rack, all neatly arranged. However, the more neatly arranged everything was, the more eerie it felt. All the units in this building were the same, 70 square meters, two bedrooms, and one living room, which was very small. First, there were the mother and daughter, then Zhu Jianping, and now seven police officers... how could it still feel clean and empty?

Standing at the door, hesitating for a moment, his gaze swept over the holy water and the remaining three talisman papers in his hand. Zhao Zhu made a decision and stepped into the room. As soon as both feet entered, he suddenly felt short of breath, and the surrounding light became dim, turning a dark, bloody red!

Previously, standing outside, everything seemed normal. But once he stepped in, Zhao Zhu saw the small living room floor littered with dismembered bodies. From their clothes, they were likely the seven police officers who had entered earlier. Each body was incomplete; some had their eyes gouged out, some had their hearts removed, some had their genitals torn off, and some had their flesh ripped apart. The most tragic one was nailed to the wall, with wounds all over, almost reduced to a skeleton.

The entire room, whether the floor or the walls, was covered in thick, pungent blood, making it almost impossible to breathe. Zhao Zhu gritted his teeth and waded through the blood, moving further inside.

"Ha ha..."

A laugh came from behind Zhao Zhu. He turned sharply and found the woman standing there, seemingly unnoticed. Or perhaps she had been there all along, hidden between the wall and the door when it opened, making Zhao Zhu unable to see her.

"Hello."

The woman spoke, her shoes slipping into the sticky blood. Now, it was clear that she was walking on her tiptoes, with her heels raised high.