Chapter 13 "What About Me?"

Even Zhen Po couldn't remain calm now.

How could the final exorcism be without him?

What was he supposed to do with his exorcism task?

At least let him get a foot in the door!

But when the others looked at Zhen Po, they shook their heads helplessly. He wasn't an exorcist, nor did he have any spiritual power; he couldn't even use the tools if they gave them to him.

"You should ask Lu Xiaoyao about that."

Just as everyone was silent, Mu Chen directed the topic straight to Lu Xiaoyao.

Lu Xiaoyao was staring blankly at the peach wood sword in her hand. When she heard Mu Chen call her name again, she looked up and met Zhen Po's big, round eyes!

Zhen Po: ovo!

Lu Xiaoyao: 0.0?

"Your identity is that of a Taoist priest from the Eastern Great Nation, and your secret techniques should include something like summoning deities, right?"

"Huh? Summon deities?" Lu Xiaoyao blinked. Hearing Mu Chen's reminder, she tried hard to recall the abilities that came with this role.

Don't ask, just know that her character knew too much, but she couldn't remember it all.

It was the same reason she couldn't even remember all the tools she had.

"If you can't remember, you can go take a look next door; maybe you'll think of something." Clearly, Mu Chen knew that Lu Xiaoyao as Da Yao didn't remember, but Da Yao should know, right?

Therefore, Mingmei was happy to watch Mu Chen trick Lu Xiaoyao.

However, Lu Xiaoyao seemed to realize something, looking suspiciously back and forth between Mingmei and Mu Chen. She muttered in a low voice, "Why do you two want me to go back so much? Are you two... so in sync?"

Mingmei: …

There was no need for such a dramatic pause.

Mu Chen: …

Although it sounded good, he still wanted to say, "This girl is really stupid."

"Since they both said so, maybe there really is an ability related to you over there, something about summoning deities."

As soon as Zhen Po heard that Lu Xiaoyao had a solution, and that Mu Chen had reminded her, he immediately took it to heart. Before Lu Xiaoyao could suspect what was going on with her CP, she was urged by the other party to go next door and see, and even said, "If you're scared, I'll go with you!"

"Okay!"

Lu Xiaoyao was waiting for that sentence!

Soon, when they returned from next door, Zhen Po looked excited, and Lu Xiaoyao, or rather, Da Yao, who was behind him, also returned, with a confident smile on her face, obviously remembering the deity summoning.

However, what puzzled everyone was that Da Yao's face and hands were covered in blood.

Mingmei quickly understood Da Yao's meaning.

Once the blood was on her hands, Lu Xiaoyao probably wouldn't be coming back for a while.

"Now that everything is almost ready, let's begin," Da Yao didn't explain to everyone why her face was painted after going out, and directly started.

Wang Wenfei once again began spiritual communication. This time, it wasn't a targeted summoning, but a calling of all the spirits to Mete's house. This time, the one who was strengthening Wang Wenfei's mental power had been changed to Zhen Hu.

The Buddha Boys were all busy pulling on the spirits who wanted to directly possess Wang Wenfei to communicate, and then relaying their requests.

Then the Buddha Boys mentioned that Yuan Fang could send them to heaven afterward, and the spirits instantly quieted down. Finally, after each spirit possessed Wang Wenfei's body, they wrote down their agreement and their signatures on a piece of paper.

It was like a guarantee.

"Next, watch me!"

While Wang Wenfei was using spiritual communication to find spirits, Lu Xiaoyao was already sitting at the dining table in the next room, setting up a simple altar and performing a deity summoning ritual.

A miraculous thing happened—Zhen Po's expression really changed under Da Yao's deity summoning, and then he picked up the peach wood sword that Lu Xiaoyao had brought and performed a set of sword moves for everyone with ease.

The military academy students who were skilled in martial arts in the Interstellar Era were amazed when they saw the set of sword moves performed by "Zhen Po," and quickly applauded.

"Beautiful!"

A group of people clapped and praised, but Da Yao jumped off the table and stood aside, looking at the "deity" she had summoned, and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

She didn't know which deity she had summoned from across the ocean, but hopefully it wasn't a half-baked one.

…

Whether it was Wang Wenfei's spiritual summoning or Da Yao's deity summoning, they had already reached the final stages. Soon, some changes did occur in the surrounding area.

The most obvious of these was that the spirits present suddenly became somewhat restless.

At that moment, a gust of strong wind suddenly burst open the door of Mete's house, instantly scaring the spirits into huddling together and shivering.

Everyone looked outside the door and saw a woman holding a leather whip and wearing a leopard-print leather jacket and pants standing in the doorway.

It was Martha.

There was still a photo of her in the photo album on the wall next door.

Martha stood there, and the moment she saw Nall in the corner, the corners of her mouth curved into a kind and gentle smile. Her red lips parted slightly, and the word "darling" directly frightened Nall's spiritual body, causing him to tremble and move closer to Mete.

As a result, Martha quickly saw Mete standing next to Nall, as well as the spirits standing in the corner who were shivering in fear from her aura.

Those spirits of people who had been killed by her were just like that, and did not deserve her attention.

Martha: All of you here are trash!

Finally, she turned her gaze to Yuan Fang and the others. The fiery and crazed infatuation in her eyes when she saw living people could not be concealed.

Her delicate face gave people a twisted feeling.

"I forgot there were so many people here. It seems I have some more fun to have~"

After saying that, she flicked the leather whip in her hand, and the sound of the whip cracking made everyone's hearts tremble.

Mingmei even saw that Martha's whip, which seemed like a little plaything, was actually covered with fine, dense blades.

It was just that it seemed to have been used too much, and the originally snow-white blades had now been dyed the same color as the surface of the whip by blood.

If that were to be whipped on someone...

[My God, if I were her husband, I wouldn't be able to accept this. How can she play like this? Isn't this killing people?] Mingmei and Gui Gui discussed the whip in the background.

The well-educated Mingmei had never seen such "romantic" items from her older brother and sister-in-law, or her parents.

[It's obvious you can't play with it!] Gui Gui saw that Mingmei was paying extra attention to the little leather whip, and the alarm bells in her heart instantly went off. [Host, I'm reminding you, don't think about these strange things!]

[Oh, I'm just looking, just thinking about it, I don't have that idea.]

Just as Mingmei was thinking about whether the small blades might not hurt as much as she imagined, she was once again pulled back to the right path by her own AI.

Gui Gui: [Is that so →_→?]

Mingmei: [Yes! A confident and guilty .jpg]