Facing an Ancient God for a Year Chapter 367 03-25 - 367 Lincheng Horror Story (Part 5)1

Chapter 367: Chapter 367 Lincheng Horror Story (Part 5)_1

Under Fu Qian’s relentless efforts, Tan Ying’s psychological defenses finally collapsed, experiencing a fright to the fullest degree.

In such a scene, her screams were undeniably infectious, the group falling like dominoes as cries of terror erupted everywhere.

“You, you, you…”

After her screaming fit, Tan Ying pointed at Fu Qian, babbling incoherently.

“Like you… what the hell have I beco?”

Even Qin Mingze, from outside the door, poked his head in, asking with a tone that was lost yet terrified.

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“Like , a pure manly man, ah.”

Fu Qian said matter-of-factly, adding the latter half of the sentence.

…

Tan Ying’s stamring abruptly ceased, her gaze fixed on Fu Qian.

Facing Fu Qian’s constant leaps in logic, for a mont she felt her brain go blank.

“As a man of utmost Yang and toughness, a walking container of formalin, such things naturally can’t affect in the slightest.”

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Fu Qian, however, walked up leisurely and reached out to touch the mirror.

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Is this guy deliberately scaring ?

And it seems I actually got scared by him.

With Fu Qian’s tone and deanor, Tan Ying imdiately realized she’d been fooled again, her teeth itching with irritation.

Yet before she could lash out, she saw Fu Qian reach out, grab the mirror, and lift it up.

“… What are you doing?”

Her eyes widened at the sight, the words she was about to say swallowed back down.

“This object is too full of Yin energy, I need to take it back and perform an exorcism on it.”

Fu Qian answered calmly.

“Hey, it’s no fun if you keep doing this!”

Tan Ying sounded truly anxious now, clearly thinking Fu Qian was mocking her.

“Besides, you can’t just take people’s stuff like that, be careful or the boss might beat you up!”

“How could that be, I am the extraordinary individual they could only hope to et.”

Fu Qian snorted, leading the way with the mirror in hand as six pairs of eyes watched.

Putting it lightly, Fu Qian’s strength has grown remarkably!

As Qin Mingze subconsciously followed him, he marveled at the scene.

The mirror might not look like much, but it stood one ter tall, with parts of it even made of tal, evidently not light by any stretch.

Yet Fu Qian was lifting it with one hand with ease, proving his muscles weren’t just for show.

“Excuse … What’s this?”

When the bald boss saw what Fu Qian was holding, he was visibly shocked.

But as an old hand at dealing with situations, he was quick to react, giving a signal to the side to prevent any sabotage from competitors.

“My Taoist na is Fu Qian.”

Fu Qian, not glancing aside, solemnly made the sign of the cross over his chest and chanted Amitabha.

“I’ve observed intense evil energy in this place, and after a painful search, I finally found the source. Now that the evil barrier is broken, you can operate your business with peace of mind.”

… You might as well have said you spotted this thing and wanted to buy it!

Including Tan Ying, all six people were thunderstruck by his words, covering their faces with one hand, unwilling to admit they knew this guy.

And the bald boss’s workers, now certain that this guy was there to cause trouble, stood ready, waiting for the boss’s command.

“Thank you very much!”

Unexpectedly, the next mont the shop owner was brimming with tears and even bowed deeply.

… Is this world a bit off the rails or what?

Neither side had even remotely anticipated such a turn of events.

However, Fu Qian rely nodded slightly in response and then strolled away with the mirror in tow, exuding an air of unaffected grace.

Feeling as if they had lost sothing important, the six people following hurried to catch up with him, lest the shop owner ca to his senses and detained them.

The shop assistant were utterly dumbfounded, reflecting on Fu Qian’s tone and deanor from monts before, a chill suddenly creeping up their spines.

“Boss… There isn’t really sothing unclean in here, is there?”

“How could there be?”

The bald shop owner, wiping away hot tears, glared at the person who had asked.

“Everything here has been blessed by a master.”

“Really? What master?”

“Master Fu Qian, of course. Didn’t he just leave?”

The bald shop owner pointed towards the receding figure in the distance.

…

“When did you start doing this? And you knew the owner before?”

Qin Mingze, who was leading the chase, quickened his pace to catch up and imdiately couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s just a trivial bit of work.”

Fu Qian looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, his cool deanor on full display.

“With great power cos great responsibility.”

In fact, he hadn’t done anything too extravagant just now. He had simply stated his na, then quietly responded to the bald shop owner’s call, and finally perford a bit of ntal suggestion, leaving the man utterly convinced about certain matters.

After all, judging by his previous behavior, this man’s mind was full of odd thoughts and was hardly the poisoning of an innocent heart.

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During the conversation between the two, the rest of the group had caught up.

But nearly everyone wore expressions of deep aning, and no one made a sound.

There was no help for it; the emotional rollercoaster under Fu Qian’s influence had left the group feeling sowhat drained and overstimulated.

There was one exception, though—Tan Ying’s face was flushed with anger, fury in her eyes.

Without a doubt, she had been greatly offended this ti.

“The mirror’s a bit heavy, so I’ll take my leave first.”

As a connoisseur of inciting resentnt, Fu Qian simply responded with a smile and even gave a nod to Jiang Yuanliang nearby.

“Brother Jiang, feel free to visit whenever you like, Lincheng welcos you.”

“Forget it.”

Jiang Yuanliang began shaking his head almost imdiately, his face devoid of color.

Lincheng was definitely a sinister place. Who could have imagined encountering such an urban legend? He swore never to return!

Unfortunately, before Jiang could politely decline, Fu Qian was already drifting away, showing no intention of waiting for a response.

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Compared to the previous bracelet, this object was undoubtedly even more suspect.

Back at ho, Fu Qian tossed the ancient mirror onto the table and closely examined the photograph in his hand.

From his perspective, he had long confird that these two items were strange and contained a special form of transcendent power.

At the mont, he was curious about the origin of this object.

If the bracelet might have been a natural convergence of a particular kind of power,

the two items before him seed intentionally crafted, their effects too cunning to be a re coincidence.

So who could have created these objects?

No matter how one looked at it, the bracelet and this object seed to indicate that there was a collection of dangerous items in this world.

It’s just that previously, being a re mortal, even if he was affected by them, he couldn’t perceive them at all.

Fu Qian thought back to the initial job invitation he had received and wondered if he really wasn’t the first person to be invited?

If that were the case, having an opportunity to understand the fate of his predecessors would undoubtedly be informative for himself.