Many horror films begin with the escape of a sealed monster.
Then the ghosts begin to cause trouble, and the ending is usually the protagonist group being killed, or being killed by the protagonist relying on good luck.
So a question arises, why can the clueless newbie protagonist kill monsters, but the much more powerful sealers only seal them, leaving future trouble?
Most movies have their own unique explanations, but one point is clear.
That is, sealing is much simpler than killing.
For ghosts, which are bad at both offense and defense but are difficult to kill, sealing is the best option.
Therefore, the Hunter Association's first reaction to seeing a ghost was to seal it.
After all, the effort required to kill a ghost is completely disproportionate to the reward.
Sealing a ghost only requires locking down the area and carving a circle of runes outside to solve the problem.
But killing a ghost...
Without targeted means, even a super-powered individual like Lin Zheyuan would find it quite difficult to kill them.
Ghosts are like troublemakers in the monster world. Most demon hunters fear being entangled by such troublesome beings.
If Wen Wen wanted to, he could also seal the monster, but there was no need, because for him now, ghosts were the easiest type of monster to deal with.
He stopped the car and got out, looking at the somewhat dilapidated bun shop with a touch of emotion.
"This place looks like it's not for visitors. It's interesting that someone could be tricked into entering. This family of ghosts has very interesting abilities."
According to the information, this family of ghosts had the ability to create illusions, even illusions that were indistinguishable from reality.
Before this place was sealed, even if ordinary people knew there was a problem, they could still be misled by these ghosts if they passed by.
Even Yan Xiu, who came to exorcise earlier, had fallen victim to these ghosts.
If it wasn't for the mask on his face startling him at the last moment before he got lost, he would have met his end there.
"Creating illusions... that's a good ability. Since Qin Shuang is currently in a promotion, I can use this ghost to fill his vacancy."
The bun shop had long been sealed, with inconspicuous runes carved at every entrance and exit. The power of these ghosts could not penetrate these runes.
After thinking for a while, Wen Wen took out the warehouse administrator's badge and put it on his chest.
Before it was upgraded, the ability of this badge made Wen Wen more rational, which was perfect for reducing the influence of illusions.
After the upgrade, its ability could even serve a special purpose here, which was to protect Wen Wen's mind and reduce the impact of superpower on him.
Dealing with various dangerous things was inevitable for the warehouse administrator, and this badge's ability was designed to prevent containment officers from suffering unnecessary losses due to the influence of contained items.
It was perfectly suited for this place. If it weren't for the badge's ability, Wen Wen wouldn't have chosen this place as his first target.
After all, if it could make Yan Xiu suffer a loss, it might also affect Wen Wen.
After preparing, Wen Wen put on gloves, took out a small bottle of special spray, carefully sprayed it on the seal, then removed the seal and stepped into the bun shop.
Removing the seal was simple, but removing it without leaving a trace required skill.
And Wen Wen happened to be very skilled in this area.
Well, he was a detective, so it was understandable.
If Wen Wen had come as a freelance hunter, it would have been fine.
But these ghosts might have special abilities, so Wen Wen didn't want others to know he had been here.
It was fine in the past, but there would be more and more containment officers in the future. If Wen Wen captured every monster using his own identity, then anyone with intentions could find out Wen Wen's identity.
Therefore, for the monsters he decided to capture, Wen Wen would try his best not to reveal his identity.
As soon as he stepped into the dilapidated bun shop, the scenery in front of Wen Wen's eyes suddenly changed.
It transformed from a horror movie scene into a cozy bun shop.
The tables and chairs in the shop were full, with only a few empty seats remaining. High steamers were placed on the counter, and a tempting aroma wafted from them.
Wen Wen, with his good eyesight, could vaguely see human limbs next to the basin where mince was being prepared in the back kitchen.
"Hello sir, what would you like?" Zhou Xun, the sweet-faced daughter of the shop owner, walked up to Wen Wen and asked with a fake smile.
"Anything, your signature steamed buns will do."
Wen Wen sat down at one of the few empty tables and surveyed the breakfast shop.
The mother, Mao Lingling, was handling the accounts, the old lady Zhao Yan was cleaning, and the grandfather Zhou Laogen and father Zhou Kaile were wrapping buns in the back kitchen.
Coupled with the diners enjoying the food, the scene was quite lively.
But Wen Wen knew that all of this was fake, because he could see the real scene at any time.
None of this existed. Five ghosts with ashen faces were surrounding Wen Wen, staring at him with resentment.
However, Wen Wen pretended not to see, and even chatted with the virtual diners next to him, hoping to get some useful information.
A moment later, Zhou Xun brought a steamer of buns to Wen Wen, making him feel nauseous.
"Hmm... you really treat me well."
To ordinary people, it might have been a steaming basket of buns, but in Wen Wen's eyes, it was a basket of wriggling pork tapeworms...
Pork tapeworms are major parasites in the human body, milky white, flat, and long, like knife-cut noodles, constantly wriggling...
This reminded Wen Wen of the fat ghost with noodles on its face that the Jiang family had encountered before.
"Brother, what you said makes a lot of sense. This bun is on me."
Wen Wen subtly pushed the steamer to the diner next to him, not touching a single one himself.
Suddenly, a familiar voice reached Wen Wen's ears.
"Wenwen, Mom is taking you to eat buns today. You must be good when we get home!"
"I know, Mom."
A beautiful woman in a white floral print dress, with large, bright eyes, walked in holding a seven or eight-year-old boy and ordered two steamers of buns.
Wen Wen's eyes blurred for a moment. The child's appearance was his childhood self.
And the woman in the long dress was his mother.
He still remembered how he was the darling of the family back then, cared for meticulously.
Alas, it all could never go back.
He didn't expose the illusion but continued to watch the interaction between his mother and child.
His childhood self had never come to this bun shop, so this scene was fabricated by these ghosts, but even though it was fake, Wen Wen didn't want the scene to disappear.
"Sigh... my memories are getting blurry. Was my mother really like this? She's so beautiful..."
"This at least proves that my small eyes were inherited from my father..."