Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 938 - 278: Inviting the Gods Is Easy, Sending Them Away Is Hard!
Chapter 278 [Inviting the God is easy, sending the God away is difficult!]
Chen Yan looked at the man in front of him, emaciated like a zombie, with a dismal face, and sighed in his heart.
Already turned into a Fierce Ghost, what logic can be reasoned with now?
Do you really expect something like a "Fierce Ghost" to talk to you about the logic of "debts have their owners, grievances have their sources"?
If a Fierce Ghost does not randomly harm people, would it still be called a Fierce Ghost?
Moreover...
You dug up her grave, stole her ashes, disturbed her rest.
Isn’t that hatred?
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Li Guohua has been scared to his core, further intimidated by Chen Yan’s series of bizarre tactics.
At this moment, he spilled the beans like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, quickly explaining everything.
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The red dress, as he himself confessed, was sneaked from Li Xin’s Grandma’s house when no one was home, and retrieved from Li Xin’s old clothes before her death.
Then he went to the mountain at midnight to dig up Li Xin’s grave, stole a handful of ashes, and used Curse Secret Technique to smear the ashes on the red dress.
Thus, he crafted an artifact that could gather the grievance and obsession of the deceased, transforming into a Fierce Ghost... Magical Artifact!
As for how to bury the red dress under the enemy’s bed.
That was the simplest part.
At that time, the house next door was being renovated.
Construction during the day and workers stop work at night, even the Li Family father and son moved out temporarily.
Wanted to secretly bury something underground, the time and opportunities were plentiful.
Just wait for the right moment, when the house is being fixed up to the owner’s bedroom, the ground halfway done, sneak over at midnight when no one is around, dig up the still wet cement, and bury the red dress.
Then, smooth the cement over again...
Without a soul knowing.
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Li Guohua did these things because, after holding grudges with this family, years of hatred finally poisoned his heart with a lust for murder.
Plus, having his leg broken before made him wish for nothing but the death of this family.
Thus, he recalled those few lousy "talisman" techniques he had learned.
This talisman technique was acquired from an odd encounter in Li Guohua’s early years of long-distance cargo transport.
During his first couple of years driving, he stayed at a cheap lodge where he met an old man sharing a room.
Li Guohua was also unlucky then, his truck broke down, and he had it repaired at a nearby shop.
The place was remote, far from any village or store, no good lodging nearby, just the cheapest lodge for passing cargo drivers or runners.
Li Guohua had no choice but to stay at this shop, waiting for the truck to be repaired, staying for two days.
The lodge wasn’t much better than a dormitory, conditions were poor, with several beds in one room, making it a dormitory.
Travelers and cargo drivers, to save money, were thrifty and willing to endure hardship, usually just renting one bed and sharing the room.
Coincidentally, Li Guohua stayed in a double room, paying for one bed, and the other occupant was just a sickly old man.
When Li Guohua arrived, the old man had fallen ill, with an unrelenting high fever.
The shop and other guests avoided him. This made the double room empty; no one else moved in.
Actually, when Li Guohua first arrived, he stayed in another room to save money, a four-person room.
He was wild and soon talked with the three other travelers in the room, all outsiders, and they would play cards at night.
Adding a bit of betting while playing.
Li Guohua was fond of gambling, loved playing for money, and was short-tempered, losing a few bucks, he sulked and cursed foully.
That annoyed his card-playing roommates, and they argued.
The three of them were traveling together, while Li Guohua couldn’t outargue them, fuming from losing money, he felt stubborn and requested a room change from the shop owner.
Changing rooms at midnight angered the owner, and there were no free beds in other rooms.
The owner then offered Li Guohua a bed in a double room, advising him of the sick old man sharing the room, letting him decide to stay or not.
Li Guohua thought moving from a four-person room to a two-person room was a deal.
Having an old roommate didn’t bother him.
Thus, Li Guohua moved to the double room at midnight.
The old man was asleep when he entered, without a word, Li Guohua climbed into bed himself.
Before dawn, he was woken by the old man’s coughing, seeing him almost choking on the bedside.
Li Guohua didn’t know what possessed him, but he fortunately showed kindness, giving the old man a bowl of hot water—he carried some regular medications for colds, fevers, and an upset stomach.
Li Guohua, being rash, directly fed the old man two fever pills.
The old man was delirious with fever; luckily, after taking those pills, two hours later, he regained some sense.
So, the old man begged Li Guohua for help with something.
The old man said he felt terrible, unsure if he could survive this time.
He only wished for a bowl of mung bean soup, asking Li Guohua to bring him one.
