Having devoted myself to guiding souls, I was surrounded by them after my death.

Upon closer inspection, I saw them standing on either side of me, staring blankly ahead.

However, Luo Xiaoyu's resistance was noticeably stronger; her eyebrows were furrowed and her hands were clenched tightly.

Su Yining, on the other hand, groaned softly, seemingly resisting as well.

"That clock is also a disruptive item, but it's area-of-effect and doesn't have the control effect of a tuning fork?"

Chen Shi immediately analyzed the effects of Lu Jin's spiritual weapon.

Seeing Chen Shi's calm expression, Lu Jin was stunned for a moment, then took out a dagger.

The blade sliced ​​across the palm, blood flowing and nourishing the blade along its grooves.

"Any new magical artifacts?"

Chen Shi remained calm, quickly analyzing the current situation in his mind:

"This guy mentioned that he only wants spirit weapons... not from the Prosperous Blossom Society. Is he the spirit weapon hunter that Song Qingmei mentioned back at the music store?"

"My identity as a spirit weapon hunter speaks for itself, so my physical skills are definitely not weak. However, physical combat is not my forte, so..."

Chen Shi deduced Lu Jin's identity, devised a plan, and picked up his violin to set it up.

"What kind of magical artifact is that?"

A flame ignited in Lu Jin's eyes, filled with greed for the unknown spiritual artifact.

He gripped the blood-stained blade tightly and charged forward!

"Playing tricks? I almost killed a Level 3 Ferryman, how could I not deal with a few brats like you?"

Seeing Lu Jin charging towards him, Chen Shi picked up his bow and strummed the strings.

"Anyway, it's just about using a bow to draw the string."

He plucked the strings.

"squeak--"

Suddenly, a sound like sawing wood rang out.

A stream of black mud gushed out from beneath my feet, bubbling as if in a fit of rage.

Chen Shi pulled the strings again:

"Squeak~"

The black mud twitched and writhed, starting from the feet and surging forward like a ghost!

"What!?" Lu Jin was shocked and quickly braked.

However, it was too late.

The black mud surged and instantly swallowed his feet, his body sinking as if into quicksand.

However, because Chen Shi played the piano very poorly, the sound was very slow.

"What is this thing? I've never seen such a magical artifact before!"

Lu Jin struggled frantically, trying to pull his feet out of the black mud. The burning sensation spread from his skin, and the pain made his veins bulge.

at the same time……

"Ugh!"

Luo Xiaoyu, in a fit of rage, relied on her intuition and instinct to bite her tongue hard, forcefully pulling herself out of the mental harassment.

Her eyes lit up, and she immediately lifted her leg, ready to take out the red-tasseled spear.

But upon closer inspection, she was stunned.

Chen Shi straightened his back, held the violin between his shoulder and chin, and used his fingertips to draw the bow, controlling the black mud to imprison Lu Jin.

"It's under control already? So fast!"

Luo Xiaoyu was startled and remained frozen in place, still in a half-bent-knee, raised-leg position.

Chen Shi pulled the strings again:

"Squeak~~"

The sound of sawing wood rang out, and Luo Xiaoyu felt a pang of pain in her teeth, causing her to shiver involuntarily.

"Ugh~"

It sounds awful...

Although they were not skilled, two withered hands emerged from the black mud, wriggling and twisting like snakes, and finally grabbed Lu Jin's leg, beginning to frantically tear at his flesh.

"Cough! What... what are these things?" Lu Jin didn't take the young people seriously at all. He was caught off guard and his feet were restrained, so he couldn't escape.

As a spirit artifact hunter, what kind of spirit artifact hasn't he seen?

But what is that kid holding?

Without hesitation, Chen Shi drew his bow and played the zither again.

"Squeak~"

The black mud churned, and several more withered hands emerged from it, beginning to grab and tear at Lu Jin's body even more violently. Some of them had already grabbed his head, seemingly intending to devour him alive.

"How can this kid... wield such a powerful magical artifact?"

Lu Jin gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with ferocity.

"At least we should drag him down with us."

He held his breath and threw the Blood Blade with all his might. The blade cut through the air and flew straight toward Chen Shi.

Suddenly, a figure flashed, and a slender, fair arm suddenly stretched out and precisely grasped the hilt of the knife.

The tip of the knife stopped in front of Chen Shi.

It's Luo Xiaoyu.

"Varied……"

Before Lu Jin could even scream, a hand pierced through his chest.

In just a few minutes, he went from confidence to astonishment, then to anger, then to despair, and finally breathed his last.

He was really unlucky today, running into too many geniuses.

Chen Shi finally pulled down the strings of his zither, and black mud bubbled up, expelling Lu Jin's corpse.

However, the black mud suddenly changed direction, its withered hand twisting, and it surged towards Luo Xiaoyu!

"Huh!?" Luo Xiaoyu's eyes widened.

"not good!"

Chen Shi suddenly pulled back the bowstring with all his might, disengaging from his stance.

The violin music stopped abruptly, and the black mud instantly shrank back beneath him, like an electronic toy with its battery removed, bubbling with mud.

"That was close."

Chen Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, not knowing how to play the violin makes it hard to control; I almost hit my teammate.

Beside her, Luo Xiaoyu also looked relieved, almost ready to punch her teammate.

"However, it's amazing that you were able to defeat your opponent so quickly."

Luo Xiaoyu admired him from the bottom of her heart. She turned her head and met Chen Shi's gaze. She took half a step back and timidly gave him a thumbs up.

"Huh? It's over?" Su Yining woke up and saw that there was already a corpse in the corridor.

She was stunned for a moment, unsure whether Lu Jin was too clever or Chen Shi was too strong.

"Is this really all over now? I hope no new characters will suddenly appear..."

Chen Shi was still a little scared. Dealing with the Mirror Spirit was like dealing with Hu Lizhang, then the Sound Spirit, and now the Spirit Weapon Hunter. It was like an endless mode.

Suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded:

"Da...da..."

"Holy crap! This is an endless mode!"

Chen Shi and Su Yining immediately went on high alert.

Luo Xiaoyu tilted her head slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

A woman slowly emerged from the darkness.

She had a graceful figure, wearing a cheongsam and high heels, with her brown hair wavy.

It was Song Qingmei.

Chapter 88 Call Me Sister

In the darkness, Song Qingmei walked out in high heels, her face solemn, with a clear scar on her neck.

Su Yining placed her hand on her eyebrows as a telescope:

"Hey? Isn't she the auntie from the music store?"

"Song Qingmei?"

Chen Shi recognized him too.

He might not remember a different person he met once.

But Song Qingmei was different; her cheongsam and her standard S-shaped figure were truly iconic.

And that heavy makeup.

This heavy makeup might look over the top on other women, but Song Qingmei pulls it off perfectly.

"Little fish!"

Song Qingmei spotted Luo Xiaoyu at a glance and ran over without caring about her image.

"Aunt Song!"

Luo Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and she grinned as she went to greet her, like a little girl meeting a friendly older sister next door.

Song Qingmei bent down, touched the chubby little face with both hands, and said in a trembling voice:

"Little Fish, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Her face was full of worry, and her voice was filled with lingering fear, a stark contrast to her demeanor when speaking to others.

"Um..."

Luo Xiaoyu shook her head, the two buns on her head swaying gently.

She pointed to Lu Jin's corpse and said:

"The people...the people have been dealt with..."

She knew that Song Qingmei's mission in the city was to deal with the spirit weapon hunters, and that she must have followed her here to chase after Lu Jin.

"Resolved?"

Song Qingmei followed the finger and saw that Lu Jin's body was lying on the ground.

However, the corpse was in an extremely gruesome state, as if it had been torn apart by several hunting dogs, and its shape was unrecognizable. Only the hunting dog mask remained intact.

Beside the corpse, the blood-stained blade and the broken pocket watch began to burn, eventually turning to ashes—a method unique to spirit weapon hunters for destroying their artifacts. When the person dies, the artifact dies too, to prevent it from being taken advantage of.

"So smoothly?"

Song Qingmei was somewhat surprised.

She knew that Luo Xiaoyu looked timid and cute, but was actually a ruthless killer inside.

But as a level three ferryman, she almost got tripped up by Lu Jin; Luo Xiaoyu, as a level two ferryman, actually resolved the situation so quickly.

"As expected of Little Fish, you solved it so quickly. When we get back, I'll praise you to Grandma Gu and the temple keeper."