Catching Ghosts as Head of Yin Department-Chapter 586 - 584: Strange Events Among Deceitful People

The Wan Foli is no fool.

From the conversation with Mo Lin, he could feel that Mo Lin didn't remember anything about Immortal Island.

"Ah... self-inflicted suffering, can't live."

Wan Foli hung his head, deeply regretting his choice to go to Immortal Island.

He looked at Mo Lin with a complex expression, finally reminding him, "The prohibition of Immortal Island is fake, and many rules are fake."

"My little darling, who let you run around?"

A sharp voice came through.

At that moment, Wan Foli's body suddenly trembled.

As if he had heard something terrifying.

At the door, a plump woman slowly walked in.

This woman had a definitely water barrel-like figure.

With her hair tied up and wearing sexy clothes that didn't match her figure.

She was surprisingly wearing high heels.

The flesh of her feet oozed from the high heels.

She must have weighed over four hundred pounds.

It was unknown how those high heels could bear her weight.

"Master... I ran into an acquaintance, came over to catch up." Wan Foli, like a dog,

crawled at the foot of the plump woman, sticking his tongue out.

The plump woman reached out her hand and took out a rope from Wan Foli's collar.

This rope bound around Wan Foli's neck.

"Slap!"

The plump woman directly slapped Wan Foli's face without any explanation.

Wan Foli showed no pain, and even a smile appeared.

"Master, I was wrong," Wan Foli said, trembling.

You could see his body shaking.

"Don't be so afraid, I don't mean to blame you," Consort Ji's voice was soft, her palm placed on Wan Foli's chest.

Wan Foli sensed something and exclaimed, "No... don't..."

Then the flesh and blood on Wan Foli's chest gradually fibrosized, turning to a wooden color.

Like cooked chicken breast, except the colors were different.

Wan Foli was smiling, but you could see tears streaming from his eyes.

Mo Lin just stood coldly watching.

Mo Lin had no sympathy for Wan Foli.

He just felt shocked.

Mo Lin had no idea what Wan Foli had gone through to end up so downtrodden.

He was even worse off than a dog.

Consort Ji walked slowly towards Mo Lin, smiling as the flesh on her face spread out.

"Hello, my name is Consort Ji," she introduced herself as she settled into the chair next to Mo Lin.

For some reason, despite her weighing over four hundred pounds, she gave Mo Lin a feeling of lightness.

Consort Ji sat on the chair, and the chair didn't show any sign of compression.

It must be some weight-control ability.

As Consort Ji sat down, Mo Lin suddenly felt an intense feeling of oppression.

An invisible pressure swept over Mo Lin.

Mo Lin felt as if he were facing an Evil Buddha.

This kind of evil sensation, Mo Lin had only felt from the Evil Buddha.

As Consort Ji sat down, Mo Lin heard the cries of many people lamenting.

These sounds were of resentment before death.

Also, emotions of despair before dying. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

At least a million or more people had died to produce this sound of vengeful spirits.

The sound came from Consort Ji.

Mo Lin glanced at Feng Ge beside him.

Feng Ge's face was expressionless, clearly not hearing the lamenting sounds.

"What's wrong?" Consort Ji asked Mo Lin in confusion.

"Nothing," Mo Lin replied perfunctorily.

"Young man, are you interested in cultivating immortality, learning eternal life?" Consort Ji asked Mo Lin inquisitively.

Mo Lin instinctively glanced at the more downtrodden Wan Foli than a dog.

Wan Foli was on all fours on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"Not considering it for now."

Obviously, Wan Foli had provoked someone very powerful.

Mo Lin even suspected the plump woman before him was not human.

Describing her as a monster would be more appropriate.

Consort Ji placed her right hand on Mo Lin's shoulder, "Snap!" like the sound of static electricity.

Consort Ji's face instantly changed, with her flesh sagging, eyes narrowing.

"Tch... turns out she has her eye on him," Consort Ji scolded reluctantly, turning around to leave.

Wan Foli crawled on all fours, following behind Consort Ji. As he was about to leave, he glanced back at Mo Lin.

His eyes were filled with despair.

Why Consort Ji left, Mo Lin was also unclear.

Mo Lin suddenly realized that his palms were sweating.

When Mo Lin turned to look at Feng Ge, he was shocked.

Feng Ge was in an even more exaggerated state than Mo Lin.

Feng Ge was sweating profusely, his face bright red, gasping for air as if he had eaten extremely spicy chili.

Sweat dripped from his forehead.

Anyone would think he had just washed his hair.

It was really exaggerated.

"Mo, that woman is simply not human."

Feng Ge's pupils dilated as he slowly spoke, looking in the direction Consort Ji had disappeared: "Her body is formed from the flesh of over a million people.

She's covered in a terrifying aura."

"What did you see?" Mo Lin asked in confusion.

"She's just a bone."

Feng Ge said puzzledly, "A bone that gained essence, consuming humans to condense a flesh body?

I can't understand either."

Feng Ge, possessing the Eye Skill, saw things clearer than Mo Lin.

"She just tried to plant something on you, but was repelled by a force not your own," Feng Ge said again to Mo Lin.

Suddenly, a violent wind blew.

The previously closed doors were blown open in an instant by the wind.

Rain suddenly fell outside, bright red blood rain poured down.

Splurt, splurt...

Blood-red water dripped onto the ground.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

It sounded as if something was crashing down, heavy thudding sounds came from the roof.

Outside the door, some severed limbs fell.

Broken hands and feet dropped to the ground.

Feng Ge immediately closed his mouth, not daring to speak.

"Oh... why did it start raining?"

A young man in a white outfit walked into the restaurant, complaining.

The man's white clothes were particularly clean.

Not a drop of blood had stained him.

The young man had an unusually large mouth.

It was the largest mouth Mo Lin had ever seen.

The width of his lips was at least ten centimeters.

The young man revealed sharp teeth when he spoke.

Teeth identical to a shark's.

Mo Lin frowned.

Since Wan Foli appeared, more and more strange people kept appearing.

"Brother, do you mind if I hide here from the rain?" the man in white asked Mo Lin.

"Do as you please."

As he spoke, Mo Lin summoned the Little Ghost, retrieving the over two-meter-long Cyan Cloud Sword from its mouth.

The cyan-black sword floated behind Mo Lin, emitting a humming sound.

As soon as he saw the Cyan Cloud Sword, the white-clothed man's expression turned to surprise.

This Cyan Cloud Sword had once appeared on Immortal Island, displaying divine might.

Mo Lin didn't stir trouble, but neither did he fear it.

Mo Lin brandished the Cyan Cloud Sword, warning everyone present that he, Mo Lin, was not to be trifled with.