C2 Fated Charms

The insects of the summer night filled the whole city, and at the edge of the city, the cold wind blowing on the dark long street blew up the bits of paper on the ground. A young man wearing a face mask was walking down the middle of the street. The houses on both sides of the street seemed to be quite old, and layers of bricks told people that this was a building from many years ago.

The young man walked up to a shabby house. After knocking twice, he pushed open the wooden door and stepped in. Perhaps it was because the wooden door was already old, but the sound of the door opening and closing spread throughout the entire street.

At this moment, Zhang Wu Ming also followed the young man to this street. He had his back facing the street and looked at the street sign as he whispered, "Anyang Street." At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening and closing. He then turned around and looked behind him at the pitch-black street. The dark street was like a demon bewitching humans, waiting for those who didn't know the truth to descend into darkness.

After entering the room, the young man took off his hat and mask. Thanks to the weak lighting on the roof, he revealed himself. This young man was Dong Tao.

It seemed like this wasn't Dong Tao's first time in this old house, but the furnishings in the old house still made Dong Tao feel depressed. The mourning hall was placed in the middle of the living room, with an unknown ghost-masked monster on it. An old man wearing a Daoist robe was kneeling on a prayer mat below the mourning hall.

Dong Tao carefully approached the old man and respectfully called out, "Taoist?"

The old man, who was addressed as Daoist Priest, did not open his eyes. He did not move an inch. The corners of his mouth slightly moved, "Why are you looking for me?"

Dong Tao showed a troubled expression. "It seems like someone found out about Liu Fan's matter."

The Daoist opened his eyes and then slowly closed them. His tone was still very calm. "What's going on? Tell me."

Dong Tao said, "A colleague of mine at the company talked to me about Liu Fan all the time today. Finally, he said that the deaths of the people in the garden were all related to me."

He gestured for Dong Tao to sit down as well. Dong Tao lowered his posture and carefully sat down before saying, "Leader, no one should know about what happened to us. Didn't you already give me the curse?"

The Daoist took a sip of the tea on the tea table and asked, "Do you have any interaction with that person?"

At this time, Dong Tao started to recall his past interactions with Zhang Wu Ming, but Dong Tao suddenly realized that other than today's interaction with Zhang Wu Ming, he had no other memories of Zhang Wu Ming's past, and didn't even know what position Zhang Wu Ming held in the company.

At this moment, Dong Tao's face was deathly pale. He stuttered as he said to the Taoist priest, "Dao, Taoist. I, I … seem to have forgotten his appearance."

"Bang!" The door to the old house slammed shut, and the Daoist immediately stood up and shouted, "Who is it!" After that, he stood up and walked towards the door, only to find that there was no one outside. Dong Tao was hiding behind the Daoist, shivering. A wave of cold wind blew towards their faces. A bone-piercing chill spread throughout every corner of their bodies.

"Someone is coming in!" The Taoist immediately grabbed his own copper coin sword from the altar below the strange looking figure. The Taoist placed the copper coin sword horizontally across his chest, his left hand chanting an incantation while using his fingers to place the power of the incantation onto the sword. After chanting the incantation, the bronze coin sword began to emit a cold red light.

The Daoist looked around the living room and walked out of the living room into the courtyard. He did not discover anything but a cold wind was blowing around the two of them. Dong Tao was timid and grabbed the Daoist by the back, "Priest, is Liu Fan's ghost looking for me?"

"That's impossible, if Liu Fan's ghost could force his way here, then that spell would not be able to protect your life!" The Taoist looked around cautiously.

When they walked to the center of the courtyard, the sound of a copper bell suddenly rang out. The crisp sound constantly disturbed the Daoist's hearing. The long sword pointed towards the sky and a red ray of light spread out with the sword as the center. After sweeping across the entire courtyard, the copper bell gradually stopped ringing.

"Daoist Priest!" Dong Tao's voice was somewhat tearful as he said, "The talisman has disappeared!"

"What?" The Daoist put away his copper coin sword and asked, "What's going on?"

"Is this the rune you're looking for?" At this time, Zhang Wu Ming had his back facing the door frame, his two fingers holding onto the sigil as he said to the two people in the courtyard, "I can feel an ominous aura coming from here." With that, he locked his gaze into the Taoist's eyes, and with a glare from Zhang Wu Ming, the Taoist's aura immediately weakened, as though he was under the control of fear, his body uncontrollably started trembling, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, his voice was weak with a hint of fear, "Who are you?"

When Dong Tao saw that it was Zhang Wu Ming, he thought back to what happened during the day. Since Dong Tao could not feel the pressure brought by Zhang Wu Ming, and due to his bravery, he asked in anger, "Zhang Wu Ming, what the hell are you doing?"

Zhang Wu Ming first put away the sigil and ignored Dong Tao. He then said to the Taoist, "You better not get involved in this matter. This is not a warning, it's a threat." With that, the Taoist priest's copper coin sword suddenly fell to the ground. The Taoist priest looked at the young man before him with a terrified gaze, not daring to say a word.

When they saw this scene, no matter how foolish they were, they would understand that Zhang Wu Ming was not an ordinary person, and Dong Tao had a tinge of fear towards Zhang Wu Ming. Seeing Zhang Wu Ming slowly walking towards them, the panicking Dong Tao shook his long body, "Taoist, he's here!"

Sweat trickled down the Taoist's forehead, seeing Zhang Wu Ming getting closer and closer to him, but Zhang Wu Ming was not looking at the two of them, he just passed by them and opened the door and left. Only after Zhang Wu Ming had left did Dong Tao heave a sigh of relief, while the tensed up Taoist priest sat on the ground breathing heavily. Seeing him suddenly sit down, Dong Tao immediately helped him up, and tried to stand up a few times.

The Taoist said, "Dong Tao, who did you offend?"

Dong Tao shook his head, "Could it be that Zhang Wu Ming is here to avenge Liu Fan?"

The Taoist said, "Take care of this matter yourself! I don't care! " After being warned by Zhang Wu Ming, the current Dao leader did not want to cause trouble.

Dong Tao suddenly knelt down in front of the Taoist, "Taoist, I beg of you. If you don't help me, then Liu Fan's ghost will definitely tear me into a thousand pieces!"

Who knew that Dong Tao would kneel down and move in front of the Taoist and hold his leg, "I've worked for several years, and now I still have one hundred thousand yuan left in my savings at home. As long as you can save my life, I'll give you everything!"

The temptation of money was undoubtedly huge. After pondering for a while, the Daoist made up his mind. "Help me into the house!"

To Dong Tao, these short words were like a ray of light in the dark, as if he had been reborn. Dong Tao quickly helped the Taoist to a chair in the hall and said, "Dong Tao, I'll only help you one last time!" Whether or not I can save your life will depend on your luck. "

"Thank you so much, Taoist Priest. If I can survive, I will definitely repay you!" Dong Tao was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

The Daoist said, "That will have to wait until you survive. Tomorrow morning, you will first hand over the money, and I will naturally think of a way to save you."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest!" After Dong Tao finished writing about the Taoist, he put on his mask and hat and left the Taoist's residence.

In the mountain villa, Lao Xie was squatting under a redbud tree in the backyard of Liu Fan's villa as he sized up the burial site. He muttered to himself with a frown, "No one has come here before, and there are no traces of excavation on the ground. Why is the corpse gone?"

Just as he was deep in thought, Zhang Wu Ming's voice came from behind him, "Old Xie, do you have any leads?"

Seeing Zhang Wu Ming come over, Old Xie also stood up, "Now there are even less clues, Liu Fan's corpse has disappeared!"

"What?" How was this possible? Would the corpse disappear into thin air? " Zhang Wu Ming also felt that it was unbelievable, even as a ghost servant, he could not let a corpse disappear into thin air.

"Let's not talk about this first." Old Xie turned to Zhang Wu Ming and asked. Did you get any leads from Dong Tao? "

Zhang Wu Ming took out a triangular rune from his body and handed it to Old Xie, "Dong Tao seems to have asked some evil person to draw this rune, it changed his life that Liu Fan would kill."

Old Xie took the spell and opened it. He looked at the character in the middle of the spell and sucked in a breath of cold air. "This stinking Taoist saved Dong Tao's life and harmed others!"

At this moment, Zhang Wu Ming took the rune back from Old Xie's hands. When he saw the word "transfer", Zhang Wu Ming's expression became as serious as Old Xie's, "Without a doubt, this is equivalent to Dong Tao transferring the fate of his death to someone else."

"That's right. If the curse is still on Dong Tao, other than natural death, no one else would be able to kill him. With that, Old Xie stared at the spell in Zhang Wu Ming's hand, the spell immediately ignited, "I think that he used this spell to guard against Liu Fan."

Zhang Wu Ming said, "Liu Fan's corpse disappeared into thin air while we were gone, and there were also countless deaths in the science park. So who was behind this?"

Lao Xie shook his head, "Liu Fan's body disappeared. Although the clues were cut off, it gave us a new direction. There must be a third party in this murder case!"

In the dark and gloomy night, in the empty villa, two guests from the Underworld were deep in thought. Just as the two of them turned around and were pulling apart, the Amethyst Tree behind them started to sway with the wind, Old Xie seemed to have realized something, and suddenly turned to look at the burial ground, Zhang Wu Ming asked, "What, Old Xie?"

"I feel something watching us from behind." Lao Xie looked at the darkness behind him with uncertainty. "Perhaps I was overthinking it. Let's go." Afterwards, he and Zhang Wu Ming disappeared into the dark night.