False evidence

Chapter 513 God's Perspective (1)

Ghosts can possess other ghosts...possessing consciousness? I'm a little confused; the mysteries of this world are far beyond human expectations.

At this moment, Lü Xin seemed to have completely regained himself, becoming exceptionally spirited.

He flicked a slightly messy strand of hair on his forehead with his left pinky, tossed his head casually, and glanced at me sideways, saying, "We've been delayed long enough. Let's finish this quickly."

His confident attitude immediately made me regard him as my pillar of support.

"What should we do now?" I asked.

Lu Xin pursed his lips, nodded at me, and said four words: "Let's wait and see."

Then, he squatted down next to me and Fang Ling, with his back against the furnace, hiding himself completely.

"Can I take this as you playing me?"

“Sure.” Lu Xin glanced at me. “For someone as shrewd as you to think I’m cunning, and even capable of manipulating you, shouldn’t I feel honored?”

I scratched my head vigorously: "Let's not dwell on the past. I won't mention that you're a 'sex worker' from nine lifetimes anymore, okay..."

"Damn it, you still dare to say that?!" Lu Xin interrupted me, glaring at me.

I shook my head: "It was just a slip of the tongue, I didn't do it on purpose. By the way, how do you feel now?"

Lu Xin glared at me again and held up two fingers to show me.

I was exhausted and mentally drained. I rummaged through my backpack, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, put two in my mouth, lit them, and casually handed one to him.

“The filthy ghost can recognize almost all ghosts. Now that I have its ‘help,’ it’s the same.” Lu Xin’s hand, holding a cigarette, reached out slightly and pointed to the back of the furnace. “In short, those below, except for a few, are all accomplices ghosts.”

"I said……"

I had just frowned when Fang Ling suddenly pinched my waist. She looked at Lü Xin with a blank expression and asked, "Wh...what is a 'changgui'?"

"You're just stupid, but not stupid enough to be completely stupid." Lu Xin gave her a deep look, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. "Have you ever heard of being an accomplice to a tyrant?"

Fang Ling sat next to me, staring at him with wide eyes, without saying a word.

Lu Xin took a deep drag on his cigarette, and perhaps because he couldn't stand the smoke, his right eye squinted: "A lackey is a 'lackey,' someone who brings in 'clients' for 'Tiger'..."

His voice suddenly stopped, his brow furrowed, and without turning his head, he lunged forward, his legs kicking violently backward.

At the same time, out of instinct, I pushed Fang Ling away with my right hand, while my left hand curled into a claw and suddenly stretched out, firmly wedging itself on the top of the forehead of a head that was flying horizontally.

"What the hell?!" Lu Xin turned around in shock. His sixth sense was strong, and he keenly sensed the danger, managing to avoid trouble in time, but he still didn't know what had really happened.

And I saw it clearly: just as we were talking, a human head suddenly peeked out from the shadow of the furnace on the other side.

It was just a head, with no other limbs connected to it.

I didn't even get a clear look at the head; it shot towards me like a bullet launched from a bow!
"Holy crap..." I instinctively reached out to stop the flying object. When I saw the head, my heart skipped a beat.

The single head alone is terrifying enough, but what's even more horrifying is that the head is also ugly.

With its head held firmly by my fingers, it kept baring its teeth at me, its features so distorted that I couldn't even recognize it. I had no doubt that if I relaxed my guard even slightly, it would pounce on me and bite my face, or even bite through my carotid artery.

I glanced hastily at the furnace opposite, and apart from the human heads, nothing else happened.

"Hey hey hey..."

The head I blocked suddenly let out a piercing, eerie laugh.

Hearing that laughter, my heart tightened suddenly, and I instinctively felt something was wrong. I raised my hand to throw the head away. But before I could move, my fingertips suddenly felt empty.

Upon closer inspection, I was nearly scared out of my wits.

I had my five fingers covering the top of the head, but suddenly the top of the head I was holding cracked open, revealing a gaping maw that hovered in the air and snapped at my hand.

Looking at the sharp fangs in the monster's mouth, my blood ran cold. I desperately tried to dodge, and I managed to move aside, but the head seemed to have an invisible, enormous suction force, as if it were stuck to my hand, like a maggot clinging to my bone, impossible to get rid of.

Seeing that I couldn't avoid it, I gritted my teeth and decided to fight it head-on. Even if I couldn't keep this hand, I would smash this ghost's head to pieces!
He stretched out his right hand, intending to stab someone in the eye, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

I was genuinely terrified, and my reactions were much slower than usual. Given the distance between me and the head, it should have already bitten my wrist by now if it had suddenly opened its massive jaws. Why hadn't it made a move yet?
Between attack and defense, I chose defense again, and tried to pull my left hand back once more. This time, the head did not continue to stick and follow.

My outstretched hand blocked part of my view, which is why I hadn't seen the head's face. When I pulled my hand back, the head still didn't move. But when I put my hand down and saw what the head looked like, I was completely stunned.

This time, the head no longer had the previous ferocious and twisted expression, but instead had a smile on its lips, staring straight at me.

At that moment, I finally recognized the face.

It was actually Wang Ben!
How could he only have a head left?
As I stared into the eyes of the other person, I suddenly had a strong feeling that I had fallen into a conspiracy.

Overwhelmed by a sense of crisis, I could no longer care about concealing my presence and immediately shouted, "Hey, you surnamed Lü, take care of Fang Ling!"

In the past, I would never have entrusted Fang Ling to anyone. The reason I shouted this is because I realized that I had been tricked.

Just as I recognized the head as Wang Ben's, an extremely strong, chilling aura instantly surged into my body. Having grown accustomed to the comforting warmth of the gentle fire along the way, the impact of the chill was particularly acute, and the consequences were immediate, causing my movements to stiffen.

I couldn't make any smooth movements at all, so I had no choice but to ask Lü Xin to take care of Fang Ling.

The situation worsened immediately after I shouted that. I felt numb all over, and my body began to spiral out of control.

The head of Wang Ben in front of him smiled even more broadly, exuding an even stronger sense of evil and triumph over a successful conspiracy.

"Who...who are you? What do you want?" I asked with difficulty. My intuition told me that Wang Ben was more terrifying than any other person or ghost here. From the moment I first saw him, I had already fallen into his trap. Right now, I couldn't fight him for the time being. The only thing I could do was buy time, think of a way to deal with him, and give Lü Xin enough time to get Fang Ling out of danger.

(End of this chapter)