Chapter 100 Crisis

While I was fighting the ghosts and gods, Ye Yang was also in crisis.

When Ye Yang heard the voice outside the door, he looked up at Professor Lu and transmitted his voice quietly: "Let him in."

Professor Lu composed himself: "Come in!"

"No! I can't go in!" the person outside the door said, "There's a dead person sitting in your room. I dare not enter."

Of all the people sitting in the room, there were only Ye Yang and Professor Lu. When he said a dead person was sitting in the room, everyone took a step back in fright.

Ye Yang transmitted his voice again: "Talk to him!"

Professor Lu's voice trembled slightly: "How... how do you know there's a dead person in the room?"

The person outside the door responded, "Dead people don't cast shadows in mirrors. Why don't you look in the mirror? I can see the mirror in the room."

There was indeed a full-length mirror in Professor Lu's office, and it was diagonally opposite Ye Yang.

Just as Professor Lu was about to turn his head, Ye Yang shouted sternly, "Don't look in the mirror, look outside. What's outside?"

"There's... there's someone..." Professor Lu's voice changed, "The person outside is looking into the room. He's looking through the crack in the door! That person's eyes..."

Before Professor Lu could finish, Ye Yang roared again, "Don't look in the mirror!"

As soon as Ye Yang finished speaking, a researcher standing against the corner of the wall chuckled, "You're too late. There's really a dead person in the room now."

The man was clearly facing the corner of the wall, with his back to the mirror, but the mirror reflected his face.

The man's shoulders shook as he laughed facing the corner, but the mirror only showed a face with blood streaming from its eyes. The figure scanned everyone's faces: "I'm waiting for you. You'll be here soon."

"No need to wait! Let's meet first!" Ye Yang sneered, his toe flicking the ground. He turned towards the door, chair and all, and raised both hands, two strands of silk shooting out from his sleeves.

Unlike me, Ye Yang never wore short sleeves. No matter the weather, he always wore a white suit. I had never even seen what he kept in his sleeves.

I later learned that Ye Yang had "Wandering Soul Silk" wrapped around his wrist, a kind of hidden weapon that could cut a person's throat like a knife.

However, in Ye Yang's hands, the Wandering Soul Silk, like my Soul-Chasing Rope, could capture ghosts. The reason he didn't want my Soul-Chasing Rope when he left was precisely this.

As the two strands of Wandering Soul Silk flew silently, one burst out the door, and the other shattered the mirror.

Ye Yang pulled his hands back slightly, and the Wandering Soul Silk tightened instantly.

The door on the left and the full-length mirror on the right shattered together in the instant the Wandering Soul Silk vibrated.

The ghost in the mirror and the dead man outside the door were both dragged into the room by Ye Yang.

The man outside the door fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

The ghost on the mirror shattered on the spot, phosphorescent fire flying everywhere.

As bloodstains and green fire reflected off each other in the room, the researcher standing in the corner also fell backward to the ground, blood pouring from his eyes.

Ye Yang couldn't help but frown!

He had already calculated the result before he made his move. According to Ye Yang's initial plan, his two Wandering Soul Silks could at least catch one soul.

However, the result of him retracting the Wandering Soul Silk was that both ghosts died at the same time, which was beyond Ye Yang's expectations.

As Ye Yang shook his hand to retract the Wandering Soul Silk, he saw someone move to the door: "Where are you going?"

It was the same person who had reprimanded Ye Yang before. As soon as Ye Yang spoke, the man ran away, "He killed someone! Someone, come quick! Call the police. Someone killed someone!"

Professor Lu stomped his feet in anger, "Zhang Tao, come back here! What nonsense are you shouting?"

But the man didn't seem to hear Professor Lu, "Ye Yang killed someone! Someone, come quick!"

Professor Lu was about to chase after him, but Ye Yang grabbed his shoulder, "Come with me!"

"You..." Before Professor Lu could react, Ye Yang kicked away the stool he had been sitting on, grabbed Professor Lu, and chased after the stool towards the window.

In the instant the stool shattered the office window, Ye Yang also broke through the window with the man and landed in the courtyard. By the time the armed police rushed in through the main entrance, Ye Yang had already jumped over the courtyard wall with the man.

Professor Lu hadn't reacted yet when Ye Yang sealed his acupoints and carried him on his shoulder into the village.

Ye Yang carried the man all the way into the mountains before putting him down. Professor Lu said in exasperation, "Why are you running? Zhang Tao is talking nonsense, but I can testify for you! Now that you've run, how can we explain anything? Come back with me, I'll help you explain!"

Ye Yang looked at Xiaoshan, split in two in the distance, and said nothing. Xiao Chun, who had followed from behind, knew that his temper had flared up again and quickly explained, "Professor Lu, that Zhang Tao has already been bought by the ghost. If they can buy one person, they can buy a second. We can't explain."

Professor Lu said anxiously, "You're saying Zhang Tao was bought by a ghost? What did the ghost give him?"

"Life!" Nie Xiao Chun said, "If someone said to Zhang Tao: 'I can spare your life,' do you think he would agree to work for them?"

"But..." Professor Lu pointed at Ye Yang, "He was clearly in the room. Wouldn't he know where the ghost is?"