Today's test was another major failure.

Grabbing the Demon-Slaying Nail, You Yonghuai left the guest room and saw Ling Xiuqi still standing at the door; the recording seemed to be playing on.

Ling Xiuqi rolled his eyes, looking completely exhausted.

If it weren't for the team leader's requirement to check if he had listened to the entire recording, he would have run away long ago.

You Yonghuai naturally wanted to wait for Ling Xiuqi so that the two of them could go to Si Xuanyin's house together. Anyway, he didn't mind spending a little more time and was happy to see Ling Xiuqi get scolded.

After a long while, the recording ended. The young man in the tight-fitting clothes put away his pen, bowed to Ling Xiuqi, and left, while the latter breathed a long sigh of relief.

"So, time to deal with the cursed node?"

"Yes, there's a checkpoint at Si Xuanyin's house, and I plan to go there now."

"Okay, let's go."

Ling Xiuqi arrived yesterday in a police car to deter certain individuals with ulterior motives.

After changing into the police uniforms and equipment that were in the trunk of the police car, the two people and the spirit traveled to Si Xuanyin's house.

Given Si Xuanyin's current family situation, her house had been cordoned off by the police to protect the scene. However, when the two arrived today, they were surprised to find that the surrounding police tape had been cut.

"Is this a provocation?" L frowned, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

If you just want to get in, you can simply flip over; there's no need to cut it.

"rustle……"

A faint scraping sound came from inside the room. Ling Xiuqi and You Yonghuai exchanged a glance and each drew their sidearms.

Using her advantage as a soul, Si Xuanyin passed through the wall and flew into the room from which the sound was coming from.

A few minutes later, she floated back, her face gloomy.

"What's wrong?" You Yonghuai asked in a low voice, "Do you know anyone inside?"

"More than just knowing her!" Si Xuanyin gasped, stamping her foot indignantly. "That's my mother inside!"

"Clang!"

You Yonghuai wanted to ask more questions, but then he heard a heavy thud coming from inside the house, so he hurriedly ran inside.

"Police, don't move!" You Yonghuai raised his pistol and shouted.

Even knowing that the people in the room were acquaintances, You Yonghuai did not hesitate to raise his gun.

He remembered that his childhood sweetheart, his mother, was theoretically missing, yet she had appeared beside his mother just two weeks ago.

Moreover, Si Xuanyin herself, as the daughter, was somewhat resistant to this mother.

"Isn't this Xiao You? I never imagined that little kid would grow up to be so handsome and become a policeman." The woman in the room turned around at the sound of her voice, initially startled, then overjoyed. She grinned and waved to You Yonghuai, "It's me! It's your Aunt Huang!"

"Don't relax, Yonghuai. My mom has no mother at all," Si Xuanyin said, glaring fiercely at her mother but also afraid that seeing acquaintances would make You Yonghuai relax.

You Yonghuai nodded, indicating that he understood. Although he didn't know why Si Xuanyin looked like she was about to breathe whenever she saw her mother, if he had to choose between the mother and daughter, he would definitely help Si Xuanyin, who was closer to him.

Moreover, You Yonghuai always felt that the current Aunt Huang was not quite the same as the one he remembered.

The person in front of me has a strange, fake smile.

"Don't point the gun at me, it's scary." Aunt Huang's smile was stiff, as if she hadn't laughed in a long time. "By the way, Xiao You, who's this young man next to you?"

"Wang Sanping, my high school classmate, is now a policeman with me," You Yonghuai said casually. "He's just a bit of a coward, always thinking there are ghosts in the world. Aunt Huang, you tell me, isn't that just nonsense?"

"Exactly, how could there be ghosts in this world?" Aunt Huang exhaled slightly, as if relieved. She raised her hand, covered You Yonghuai's gun, and pressed it down.

"Alright, Xiao You, put the gun away. Come on, Auntie will treat you to dinner."

As she spoke, Aunt Huang stood on tiptoe and raised her wrinkled hand, as if she wanted to pat You Yonghuai on the back.

"Bang!"

Ling Xiuqi didn't say a word, but coldly fired a shot into Aunt Huang's thigh.

Blood splattered.

"Oh my! How could you do this, you little brat!" Aunt Huang screamed, and her hands stopped moving.

"Great gun!" Si Xuanyin shouted excitedly from the side.

You Yonghuai glanced sideways in surprise.

"Stop acting, old woman. Your spirit is practically overflowing. Stop pretending!" Ling Xiuqi pointed the gun at Aunt Huang's head and said sternly, "Put down what you're holding—don't even think about harming You Yonghuai."

Upon hearing this, You Yonghuai was startled. He quickly distanced himself from Aunt Huang, only then noticing what she was holding in her outstretched hand—

It was a syringe filled with a mysterious purple liquid.

"Aunt Huang, what's wrong with you?" Sadness and confusion intertwined in You Yonghuai's eyes as he pointed his gun at Aunt Huang and asked.

Having her thoughts exposed, Aunt Huang simply stopped pretending. Her eyes turned cold, and her face became expressionless. She was no longer capable of answering You Yonghuai.

Suddenly, she raised the syringe in her hand, her body bursting with astonishing power, and rushed towards You Yonghuai at lightning speed.

"Bang!"

Ling Xiuqi fired again.

Unlike You Yonghuai, who dared not shoot at acquaintances, in Ling Xiuqi's eyes, Aunt Huang was just another supernatural criminal.

That is, the level of familiarity with someone who is a colleague.

Strangely, even when she was shot and blood was gushing out, Aunt Huang only paused slightly and did not stop moving.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Ling Xiuqi fired four more shots, accurately hitting Aunt Huang's vital points.

Ling Xiuqi had no worries at all. Even if he was told later that Aunt Huang was actually a good person, he would still do it.

Riddlers deserve to die.

However, even though theoretically every shot could be fatal, Aunt Huang did not stop. In fact, her wounds were slowly healing.

Before You Yonghuai could react, just as the needle was about to pierce him, a whistling wind suddenly arose, and a powerful suction force suddenly came from behind You Yonghuai, pulling him away from Aunt Huang.

"I'm serious, you're not human anymore." Ling Xiuqi's palm swirled with energy as he coldly stared at Aunt Huang.

He had been paying close attention to Aunt Huang's behavior, and a guess began to form in his mind.

So he quickly moved and arrived in front of Aunt Huang in the blink of an eye. He raised his palm and pressed it against her face, muttering something under his breath.

Strange and unique syllables flowed from Ling Xiuqi's mouth, and the obscure sound seemed to stir something in the air, causing a faint purple light to gather in his palm.

As the dazzling light appeared, Aunt Huang, who had been lively and energetic, suddenly stopped moving.

The wounds stopped healing, and dust rose from Aunt Huang's body. In the blink of an eye, she transformed from a seemingly living human into a doll.