I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 212 - 181: The Curse

Going home, Sang Que wanted to take the bus as she couldn’t afford a taxi, only to find out her transportation card also had no money left.

Helplessly she asked Jiang Zao for money, but Jiang Zao got even angrier, thinking Sang Que was deliberately annoying her, and did not let Xu Yichao lend her money either. The two took a taxi and left, abandoning Sang Que there alone.

While Sang Que was away, Jiang Zao and Xu Yichao had a good relationship, and even the Paperman little girl behind Xu Yichao did not reject Jiang Zao, perhaps knowing Jiang Zao wasn’t interested in Xu Yichao.

Sang Que called her mom, and her phone inexplicably had an outstanding bill. Upon checking...

Alright, the phone bill was gone too, unbelievable! 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

She had previously thought that each time the Human Bone Dice was used, it would consume money, and if it didn’t consume it all in one go, she could roll again, and after a few times, she would land a four.

Now it seemed it was not that easy. She only rolled the dice once, and her pocket money, transportation card, and phone bill were all zeroed out.

Gambling hurts people, that’s evident!

Sang Que previously thought it was just about not having money and it’s better than losing a life. Now, standing by the roadside late at night, shivering in the cold wind, unable to even go home, she realized how a penny can knock a person down.

At this moment, a tattered beggar with tangled hair and ragged clothes walked past Sang Que, holding a broken bowl. His thumb pressed inside the bowl that contained many big red bills.

Sang Que looked away. This was a Wandering Soul, even a Wandering Soul had more money than her. She was truly poorer than a ghost.

Oh well, luckily Yu City was not that big. She could walk back, couldn’t she? Isn’t it just five or six kilometers?

...

After returning home, Sang Que used Sang Wan’s phone to recharge her phone bill, transportation card, and transferred five hundred yuan as pocket money.

In the garden, Sang Que pasted the Exorcism Talismans she had left at home into a circle, then poured the Southern Ocean woman’s clothes out of the bag into the circle, using a stick to search through the clothes and found a long wooden box.

The box was covered with glossy black-brown stains, wrapped with equally dirty red threads. Opening it revealed a clay doll with a slightly open mouth, appearing hideous and terrifying. Besides the doll, there was an iron nail, much like the one in her hand, but not the same.

Under the clay doll was a small piece of paper with scribbled Chinese characters, clearly written by someone not proficient in writing Chinese.

[Your request will be granted by the Golden Child. Collect the hair, nails, or blood of the person you hate, put it into the Curse Doll’s mouth, write the name on the Curse Doll, and pierce the Curse Doll’s body with the iron nail. The person you hate will die in severe pain.]

Clearly, this was something the Southern Ocean woman prepared for a believer but hadn’t had the chance to hand over and was intercepted by her.

"A curse?"

Sang Que recalled the words the Southern Ocean woman said to her before dying. Up to now, in the corner of her peripheral vision, she could ’see’ some shadows, yet the Exorcism Talisman and the power of Yin Child couldn’t dispel these shadows, and she didn’t feel anything abnormal.

After burning the clothes and dealing with the aftermath, Sang Que chatted with her mom for a while. Suddenly feeling uncomfortable in her stomach, after two trips to the restroom, feeling exhausted, she went to rest.

She wondered if the hot pot was too spicy, upsetting her stomach, given that in the Deceit Dynasty, she ate only natural, pollution-free food, with a bland taste and not much seasoning.

Feeling unwell in her stomach, Sang Que slept lightly. In a half-dreaming state, late at night, a wailing sound of a baby suddenly woke her up.

Sang Que quickly pulled out the Hundred Victory Saber from under her pillow and got out of bed, her eyes sharp like a dark night cat, scanning all corners of the room.

The copper mirror was still turned down on the table, with her Evil Suppression Bureau’s mask and official seal pressed on top, with no movement.

Yet the baby’s cry continued, faintly, as if it came from...

Sang Que looked down at herself, and under the skin of various parts of her body, faintly appeared faces of babies, emitting bursts of crying, and her stomach hurt a lot.

Sang Que could not suppress bending over and vomiting, spewing out a large amount of fresh blood, mixed with sharp glass shards and various insects, which made her scalp tingle.

She did not know what was happening to her, nor could she find the source, did not know how to deal with it, the Yin Child did not respond, the village resentment did not respond, she seemed to have become a normal person, helplessly waiting for death in the face of bizarre powers.

An unfamiliar sense of despair and panic overwhelmed her, and Sang Que watched in horror as those babies struggled and climbed out from various parts of her body.

From the corner of her eye, she glimpsed a dark shadow in the corner of the ceiling, as she immediately turned her head, a beast-like baby screamed and lunged at her.

Sang Que suddenly took a deep breath and sat up, realizing it was just a dream. Her heart was pounding, despite the cold weather, she was drenched in sweat.

Feeling something was off, Sang Que hurriedly checked herself from head to toe, and the copper mirror imprisoning the Golden Child, finding nothing amiss, then why did she have such a nightmare?

So real that she could still feel the pain of her skin being stretched, with residual echoes of a baby’s cry in her ears.

Could it be the Southern Ocean woman’s final curse?

She previously encountered several cursed individuals, one being Skinny’s mother, who always heard children’s rhymes; another being the old monk of Ming Mansion, cursed to drink blood daily, not dying but eternally suffering; and another being He Buning.

Among them, only He Buning remained unharmed, while the other two died.

She couldn’t stay here. She had to hurry to the Deceit Dynasty, find He Buning to ask how to deal with the curse.

Checking the time, it was only four in the morning, Sang Que couldn’t sleep anymore. She had to stay alert, ready at all times.

Today, go to Jiang Zao’s house to retrieve the items Jiang Zao prepared for her, and go to the Deceit Dynasty in the afternoon.

Sang Que got up to pack the things to take, the Great General was sleeping in her mom’s room. It had gotten accustomed to sleeping under her mom’s bed, hearing the commotion it came out, standing at the room door tilting its head, watching her.

Sang Que gestured a shush, the Great General backed away wagging its tail, head tilted left and right, not knowing what it was looking at.

A little past five, Sang Que changed into workout clothes and went for a morning run. She had never gone running in the Deceit Dynasty. Mostly because the residents there didn’t have this habit. If she had run in town every day before dawn, people would surely have thought she wasn’t normal.

Running a lap in the neighborhood, preparing for the second lap, Sang Que saw Zheng Xuan smoking a cigarette in a hurry, his face full of worry, carrying a luggage bag as if he just returned from out of town, heading for her home.

"Mr. Zheng?"

Sang Que called from afar. Zheng Xuan looked up, a hint of inquiry in his eyes upon seeing Sang Que. She had already texted him yesterday afternoon, saying she had returned from filming and was resting at home.

"Did you encounter the Southern Ocean woman last night?"

Sang Que’s heart skipped a beat, though her face remained expressionless and flawless, "What happened?"

Zheng Xuan extinguished his cigarette, his face grave, "Many people died last night. I suspect that Southern Ocean woman and the Golden Child were wiped out."

Sang Que took off her earphones and slowly approached Zheng Xuan, "Can you tell me about it, I count as one of the parties involved."

Just right, Sang Que also wanted to inquire if the modern authorities had the capability to deal with Ghost Level existences from Zheng Xuan.

The Yin Child and the village resentment were eager to obtain the Golden Child, Yin Child wanted the Golden Child’s Ghost Realm ability, village resentment shared the same origin with the Golden Child.

But the Golden Child was a Fourth-level Ghost existence, with just the Yin Child and village resentment, together they couldn’t swallow the Golden Child, if they were countered it would be bad. To devour the Golden Child, unless one of them ascends to Ghost Level.

She could release the Golden Child, let the Yin Child dismember it bit by bit, to downgrade the Golden Child.

But the problem was, once released, could she successfully imprison it again?

The Yin Child’s level was inferior to the Golden Child, dismembering could only just like dismembering the Gambling Ghost, exhausting all effort to dismember a small part, the risk was too great.

So currently, Sang Que also had no idea on how to dispose of the Golden Child.