Chapter 4

"Ha ha! Where are you running? It’s not easy to find a ghost, if I let you run away just like that, how could I still call myself a ghost wizard~"

In the night, Shu Yunwen rode his mount—a second-hand scooter—quickly chasing along the sidewalk.

On both sides of the sidewalk, under the bright streetlights, Shu Yunwen had a smile on his face. However, this smile, paired with his appearance of a middle-aged man in his fifties, despite being only in his early twenties, made him look rather creepy. If there were a little girl from kindergarten passing by, she would surely shrink behind her mother and shout, "There’s a bad man!"

Indeed, Shu Yunwen’s appearance was the standard look of a dirty middle-aged man in movies and TV shows. This is why Shu Yunwen had always maintained his identity as a wizard.

There were some pedestrians on the sidewalk, and Shu Yunwen carefully avoided them, while they also avoided him.

In front of him, in Shu Yunwen’s eyes, a hazy mist-like thing was floating forward, occasionally forming a human face, looking back in panic.

That mist-like thing was Shu Yunwen’s target.

A ghost.

A newly born ghost, just killed.

Shu Yunwen was a wizard, a ghost wizard by family tradition.

The main practices and spells of their lineage of ghost wizards were all related to ghosts. Moreover, their best “tool” for cultivation was the newly born ghosts of those who had been killed.

When encountering such a newly born ghost, Shu Yunwen’s family had a spell called “Judgment.” Through this judgment, the souls of evil ghosts would be annihilated, while the souls of good ghosts would be purified. Then, they could obtain a mysterious and profound power to nourish themselves, enhance their strength, and condense some magical power to perform simple spells.

Of course, if a ghost wizard did not receive the mysterious energy from newly born ghosts for a long time, they would suffer from a curse, and their appearance would become increasingly aged.

This was the main reason why Shu Yunwen, despite being only in his early twenties, looked like a fifty-year-old uncle.

In addition to newly born ghosts, Shu Yunwen could also absorb ordinary ghosts from natural deaths and animal ghosts. However, the side effect was the same: he would become increasingly old. This was also the reason why Shu Yunwen was relentlessly chasing this newly born ghost.

He was tired of the face of a fifty-year-old uncle, wasn’t he?

If he didn’t absorb the energy from a newly born ghost soon, he would probably look like a grandfather.

This newly born ghost was reportedly an online fugitive who, while committing a robbery, was seen by a passing police officer and cornered in a small alley. He held a hostage and confronted the police, and was eventually shot in the head by a SWAT officer...

Shu Yunwen loved such evil ghosts the most!

The energy from an evil ghost killed after committing a crime was twice as much as that from a good person killed.

The scooter accelerated again, and the distance between Shu Yunwen and the “mist” was less than ten meters, enough for him to cast a spell and capture the ghost.

Muttering the spell, after about five or six seconds, the “mist” let out a惨叫, and the surrounding pedestrians turned their heads to look around, trying to find out who was screaming.

The “mist” slowly drifted towards Shu Yunwen, who had a smile on his face.

At that moment, a car suddenly rushed over and crashed into Shu Yunwen and his scooter. Instantly, Shu Yunwen and the scooter flew up, covering more than twenty meters before landing. Shu Yunwen hit the ground first, and then the scooter landed on top of him, with the handlebars flying off.

The car continued to rush forward for a distance before stopping after hitting a utility pole next to Shu Yunwen.

"I was flying just now..." Shu Yunwen spat out blood, his consciousness becoming hazy due to severe injuries. The “mist” was in his hand, but it was about to slip away, "What a pity, the flight was too short. I was hoping to experience real flight after mastering my magic..."

The airbags of the BMW deployed, and three young men, red-faced and drunk, got out of the back seat, dragging out the driver and the front passenger—also two drunkards.

The driver, protected by the airbags, was unharmed and was mostly sobered up by the shock. Seeing Shu Yunwen lying on the ground, he shouted loudly, "What the hell are you pretending to be dead for? Trying to extort me? No way! My dad is XXX, I have connections in the police and traffic departments. What the hell are you pretending for? Get up and scram!"

People gathered around, pointing and whispering.

Some took out their phones and started recording.

The news of the drunk driver hitting someone and then being electrocuted to death by a utility pole would attract a lot of attention.

As for Shu Yunwen, after seeing the five people die, he chanted a spell to shatter their souls, and his consciousness became hazy again.

"This time, I’m really going to die..."

He slowly closed his eyes, and everything went dark.

...

"His hand moved! It moved! He’s still breathing, he’s still alive, prepare for surgery immediately!"

In a daze, Shu Yunwen seemed to hear some voices. The language they spoke was not Chinese, but he could understand it.

And wasn’t he already dead? Was someone performing surgery on him?

...

"The surgery was successful, now it depends on his willpower. If he can wake up within three days, everything will be fine. It’s a pity, we only saved one out of a family of three..."

What family of three?

He was the only one hit, right?

...

"It’s been two days, his brain activity is not active, he might never wake up. Please be prepared."

...

"It’s the eighth day, do you want to continue taking care of him? This will seriously affect your life..."

...

"The patient’s condition is very bad, he needs a second surgery. Honestly, it’s really impressive that he has survived for two years. We will do our best."

...

"I’m sorry, we have done our best. His multiple organs are failing, his life is at the end. In about half an hour, he will die. Of course, this might be a good thing for you and him..."

Dead?

What dead?

Shu Yunwen used all his strength to open his eyes and saw the surroundings.

In a haze, he saw a man in light green clothes, two nurses in white uniforms, a square-faced man with big eyes, a fat woman crying, and a chubby little kid... and the glaring lights.

They were still talking, and Shu Yunwen hoarsely said:

"I... didn’t... die..."

Everyone’s attention focused on Shu Yunwen, and after a moment of silence:

"Prepare the adrenaline! Get ready for surgery again! He’s awake! He’s awake!"

Then, there was a flurry of activity.

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