Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 223 You're a real jerk, come work at my farm tomorrow.
The lobby manager's shout startled many people, and quite a few went straight to check out.

"What? The dead have come back to life? How is that possible? Is this even human?"

"What's going on? What happened at this hotel? It's terrifying!"

"For safety's sake, you should check out and leave as soon as possible, otherwise it wouldn't be good if something happened here!"

Jiang Nanxi arrived near the kitchen.

The head chef's body is still in the kitchen.

At this moment, the corpse actually stood up and moved around the kitchen with difficulty.

The blood inside his body had not completely drained, but the tiny needle marks on his skin were still visible.

With each step he took, a jet of blood spurted from the small holes in his body, covering him in blood, making him look like a bloodied man who had been skinned alive.

The lobby manager was just passing by the kitchen when he saw this scene and ran away in fright.

There were many people outside the kitchen who also witnessed this strange scene, and some of them contacted the Psionic Bureau.

Jingle Bell.

Jiang Nanxi's phone suddenly rang; it was a call from Ye Shutong.

Ye Shutong asked her, "I watched your program. Was it filmed on Poja Island?"

"Correct."

"Do you know about what happened at the Boha Hotel? What exactly happened?"

Jiang Nanxi said, "I was at the scene. The deceased came back to life and walked around in front of me."

It's the black magic from Southeast Asia that's harming people, but the motive is still unknown. It shouldn't be a simple act of revenge, because I saw…”

At this point, Jiang Nanxi glanced at the blood-covered figure not far away. He noticed that the figure was unusually hunched over, looking like a hunchbacked old man in his seventies or eighties.

"What do you see?"

Ye Shutong couldn't help but press for more information.

"He was carrying something on his back."

"The resurrected dead were carrying something on their backs?"

"Correct."

Jiang Nanxi added, "I have to talk to you now, that thing has spotted me. It's been staring in my direction, so it's probably keeping an eye on me."

"Okay, then be careful!"

Ye Shutong said, "If you can solve this, I won't send anyone over. However, this place isn't under the jurisdiction of the Vermilion Bird Department, so people from other departments might come over later."

"Well, it's okay."

Jiang Nanxi hung up the phone first.

Almost everyone around her had run away. The bloodied figure in the kitchen stumbled toward her, knocking over the police tape outside the kitchen.

"Ho-!"

The bloodied man let out a beast-like roar. His eyes were open, but they were lifeless, like a walking corpse.

He slightly opened his mouth towards Jiang Nanxi, and a thin, blood-red needle flew out of his mouth, heading straight for Jiang Nanxi's brow.

Jiang Nanxi's eyes darkened, and the Corpse Fire Sword instantly appeared in her hand. With a wave of her hand, a burst of corpse fire overflowed, instantly burning the needle formed from blood to ashes.

"Ho ho—!"

Seeing that Jiang Nanxi had blocked the attack, the blood-covered man let out a furious roar, and the blood from the needle holes on his body suddenly stopped flowing.

Puff puff puff!

Suddenly, countless fine needles formed from condensed blood shot out from the needle holes on the blood-covered figure, attacking Jiang Nanxi in a dense barrage. Jiang Nanxi raised her hand and waved, causing a large burst of corpse fire to overflow, instantly incinerating all the needles in that area.

But after the fire burned out, the flames did not go out; instead, they formed a wall of fire that surrounded the blood-soaked man.

"what--!"

As the corpse fire coiled around the blood-covered man, Jiang Nanxi saw an extremely dense black ghostly aura emanating from him, accompanied by a series of sharp screams.

The head chef was long dead, so the scream was not from him, but from something on his back.

The black ghostly aura was so strong that Jiang Nanxi could hardly see what it was. She only saw a black and red fleshy ball roll off the blood-covered man's body and run away towards the corner of the kitchen.

"Ran?"

Jiang Nanxi narrowed her eyes, recalling the screams she had just heard. "It sounded like a child's scream. Could it be that thing?"

"what?"

A voice asking a question came from beside her.

Jiang Nanxi turned her head and saw Liu Qingyan. The others had followed him to watch the excitement.

Jiang Nanxi then retrieved the corpse fire; the head chef, the blood-soaked figure, had been burned to ashes.

Cheng Qiaozhi looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, then at Jiang Nanxi, and frowned. "I didn't expect that someone under a curse could come back to life and hurt people. What kind of magic caused this?"

Cheng Qiaozhi had arrived long ago, but seeing Jiang Nanxi being attacked, he didn't get too close and therefore didn't see the fleshy ball escaping in the corpse fire.

Upon seeing this guy, Jiang Nanxi temporarily refrained from answering Liu Qingyan's question.

She glanced at George Cheng and said, "I told you long ago, you can't handle this."

After Jiang Nanxi finished speaking, she looked in Wei Yanbo's direction and noticed that the red spots on his face were increasing, densely covering almost his entire face.

It's so scary that even a glance from someone with trypophobia would make them cry.

Jiang Nanxi said to him, "The stinging sensation in your body must be getting stronger, right? It's probably about to flare up. Aren't you going to let me help you?"

Wei Yanbo scratched his stinging face and was about to speak when Cheng Qiaozhi interrupted him.

Cheng Qiaozhi took out a talisman. "It's a minor problem, don't worry too much. This is a talisman made by my grandfather. I'm giving it to you to protect you. It will alleviate your symptoms a little. I'll have someone find the cleaner who cast the curse later, and they'll be able to remove the curse from you soon."

Looking at the amulet he was handed over, Wei Yanbo hesitated and said, "Then... how much do you want for it?"

Cheng Qiaozhi chuckled and said, "I won't take your money, I'll help you for free! Our Cheng family loves doing good deeds and often participates in charitable activities. Unlike some people who are obsessed with money, they dare to charge five million for such a small problem!"

Jiang Nanxi's lips twitched and she said, "Cheng Qiaozhi, are you deliberately targeting me and ruining my business because of the fact that I dug up your ancestral grave?"

Let me tell you, cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. You'd better not push me too far, or I'm capable of anything!

Cheng Qiaozhi glanced at her. "What can you do about it?"

Jiang Nanxi: "Do you believe I'll order a Luckin Coffee at full price?"

George Cheng: ???

Seeing Cheng Qiaozhi's disdainful look, Jiang Nanxi couldn't help but say, "What, you look down on me? Real rich people like me are very low-key. You, who always talk about how rich and kind you are, actually don't have much money in your pocket, but you like to pretend to be a good person."

"Cheng Qiaozhi, you're such a scoundrel, what kind of person are you? Just be a dog! My farm happens to need a dog, so report for duty tomorrow."

Cheng Qiaozhi sneered, "What are you pretending for? I know you too well. You poor bastard, do you even own a farm? You don't even have the right to call someone a dog!"

Jiang Nanxi: "Isn't QQ Farm a farm? Can't you keep an eye on things and prevent your friends from stealing my crops?"

George Cheng: ???

Cheng Qiaozhi didn't expect that the farm she was talking about was QQ Farm. Just as he was about to mock Jiang Nanxi for being poor, Wei Yanbo next to him suddenly fell to the ground with a thud. The red spots on his body turned into small holes, spurting out a large amount of blood.

The curse has taken effect!

His amulet was useless!