While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

Liv Taylor was completely stunned.

Her beautiful blue eyes stared blankly at Cao Kun.

He looked at the pile of powder on the ground again, and his mind couldn't quite process what was happening.

One second, the master was saying "I can't help you," and then he turned to run away.

This led her to believe that the so-called "Eastern Celestial Master" was nothing but a fraud, a liar who would go weak in the knees when he encountered a real ghost.

But the next second, the plot took a complete 180-degree turn.

A thunderous roar swept through, annihilating the black mist.

The terrifying demon who tormented her to the point of wishing she were dead, and even threatened to sacrifice her, just like that... is gone?

Not even a trace was left?

This isn't exorcism, it's a miracle!

At that moment, Cao Kun's back, which had previously seemed somewhat "cowardly," instantly became incredibly tall and imposing in Li Fu's eyes.

It even exudes a mysterious and unfathomable majesty.

"Is this the mysterious power of the East?"

Li Fu murmured to herself, her eyes filled with gratitude for surviving the ordeal as she looked at Cao Kun.

There was an indescribable worship, even mixed with a strange fervor.

In this crisis-ridden world, what could give a woman a greater sense of security than this absolute strength?

"Miss Li Fu?"

Cao Kun's voice interrupted her reverie.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Cao Kun had to remind her again: "Please settle the balance."

"Huh? Oh! Yes, yes!"

Li Fu seemed to wake from a dream, a slightly embarrassed blush spreading across her face.

She hurriedly looked for her bag and frantically rummaged through her checkbook.

She was so nervous and excited that her hands were trembling slightly as she signed.

"Here you are, Master Cao, this is $10."

Li Fu handed over the check with both hands, looking at Cao Kun with expectant eyes.

"Um... could you leave me your contact information? Just in case... I mean, just in case something else comes up in the future..."

Cao Kun took the check, glanced at the number, and with a flick of his wrist, stored it in his system space.

"You already have the number."

Cao Kun said in a flat tone: "But I hope you won't need it."

After all, I don't want to encounter this level of trouble a second time.

After saying that, Cao Kun turned and left without any hesitation.

He really didn't want to stay any longer.

Although he had instantly defeated Annabelle, he knew very well that the "Ram Cult" behind it was definitely a big problem.

The "master" who wants to descend is most likely that important figure in hell.

If you ruin someone else's plans, no matter how clean you are, you can't guarantee that they won't hold a grudge.

"Hopefully I can get away with this."

Cao Kun sighed and drove away from Beverly Hills.

……

At night, Cao Kun had just finished washing up and lay down in bed.

My phone suddenly rang urgently.

The telegraph shows it is indeed Lifu-Taylor.

Cao Kun frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Is Annabelle not completely dead?

That's impossible. The system already notified me that the other player was dead, and I've already given the reward.

How come he's not completely dead yet?

As soon as the call connected, Lifu's shrill, tearful scream came from the other end:

"Cao! Master Cao! Help! Come quickly! Please come quickly!"

"What's wrong? Calm down and tell me!" Cao Kun asked in a deep voice.

"It...it's still here! No, it's something new!"

Li Fu was incoherent, clearly terrified.

"Something new?" Cao Kun's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that other aspects of the Gongyang School have found their way here so quickly?

"I'll be right there."

Cao Kun hung up the phone, changed his clothes, and quickly went out.

If it weren't for what happened during the day, he definitely wouldn't have bothered with it.

But now, if it really is a backup plan of the Gongyang Cult, since they could find Lifu there, they could also find him here.

They sped along at breakneck speed.

When I arrived at Li Fu’s mansion again, the front door was ajar.

Cao Kun rushed into the house and found Li Fu curled up on the sofa in the living room.

She was wrapped in a thick blanket, holding a pair of scissors in her hand, and trembling like a leaf.

When she saw Cao Kun come in, she burst into tears.

She didn't even bother to put on her shoes and rushed barefoot into Cao Kun's arms.

Cao Kun looked around, but did not sense the presence of any sinister or evil things.

He extended his spiritual sense outwards, but found nothing there either.

Cao Kun couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Cao Kun patted her shoulder, feeling the trembling of the delicate body in his arms.

Cao Kun asked, "What exactly happened? What new thing did you just mention?"

Li Fu sniffed, released Cao Kun, her eyes filled with terror.

"I went to take a shower... When I looked in the mirror after the shower, I noticed my back was a little sore... and then I saw..."

She bit her lip, seemingly preparing herself mentally.

Then, she turned around, her back to Cao Kun.

"Master Cao, you...you see for yourself."

As she spoke, her hands trembled as she slowly pulled down the blanket wrapped around her.

Then she took off the shoulder straps of the silk nightgown underneath.

Her nightgown slipped down, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin.

As a recognized top beauty in Hollywood, Li Fu naturally has an excellent figure.

The back has beautiful, smooth lines and gleams with an ivory-like sheen under the light.

However, a strange pattern suddenly appeared on this perfect back skin.

It was right in her back.

It was an abstract symbol formed by dark red marks that resembled subcutaneous bleeding.

Cao Kun stared intently, and his pupils instantly contracted.

This pattern is very strange.

At first glance, the lines are distorted, resembling a strange totem.

But upon closer inspection, the shape is extremely abstract and looks like a child urinating!

However, this "child" has a sharp head and twisted limbs, exuding an indescribable sense of evil and blasphemy.

"Damn it..."

Cao Kun couldn't help but curse under his breath.

He recognized the pattern.

In the original Annabelle film, this is the core curse mark of the "Goblin Cult"!

That seemingly abstract painting of a "child urinating" is actually the coordinates of a demon's descent.

It is also a marker used by the followers of the Ram Church to select offerings!

"What...what is this?"

Li Fu sensed the gravity in Cao Kun's tone and asked, her voice trembling with tears:

"I tried washing it, even scrubbing with a brush, but I couldn't get it off... It's like it's grown into the flesh!"

Cao Kun reached out and gently touched the mark with his fingertips.

It was scalding hot to the touch, and I felt a slight stinging sensation on my fingertips.

It was as if something wanted to crawl in through his fingers.

"Don't move."

Cao Kun immediately withdrew his hand, his expression turning extremely ugly.

"Although Annabelle is dead, it was before it died..."

Or perhaps they left a mark on you while they were lying in wait.

Cao Kun said in a deep voice, "This means that you have been completely targeted by that organization—the Gongyang Cult."

"The Gongyang School?"

Li Fu's face turned pale. She turned around, not caring about her nightgown or anything like that.

He asked nervously, "Is that... a cult?"

"More terrifying than a cult."

Cao Kun did not hide anything: "They believe in the real devil."

Annabelle was just a medium, and now that medium is destroyed.

But this mark means that you are their chosen sacrifice.

Even if the doll is gone, those fanatical believers, or even other evil spirits, will follow this mark to their door.