Ghost Stories - Chapter 49
Lin Feng replied without hesitation, "Very good!"
Qiqi looked at Lin Feng and said, "Think about it carefully. How much do you know about him? How well do you understand his personality?"
After thinking about it for a while, Lin Feng realized that he didn't know anything about President Wang. President Wang always seemed to be shrouded in mystery, making him difficult to understand and predict.
Qiqi said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is just the beginning. There's still a lot to come!"
Volume 3, Ghostly Chapter 54: The Inheritor (1)
After a long day at work, Wang Qilin returned home to find his obedient son studying in his study. He placed the groceries and rice he had bought on the table and said to his son, "Xiaojun, dinner's ready!"
His son gave him a cold look and said, "I ate it, the instant noodles I just made!"
Wang Qilin frowned. His son was undeniably well-behaved, diligent in his studies, and showed no signs of misbehavior, yet he harbored a strong hostility towards him. This troubled him greatly; frankly, he didn't understand why his son was so resistant. Ever since his mother died, the child had remained cold and distant towards him.
He sighed, walked to the study, and gently patted Xiaojun's shoulder, saying, "Xiaojun, what's wrong with you? Do you hate your father that much?"
Xiao Jun disgustedly pushed Wang Qilin's hand off his shoulder and said, "You're not my father. My father died a long time ago!"
As he spoke, Xiao Jun stared coldly at Wang Qilin. He would never forget that dark summer when he traveled with his parents. Back then, Xiao Jun was just a child, with a happy family. His father was a successful businessman with assets exceeding two billion, and his mother was gentle and kind, doting on him greatly. It was undoubtedly a perfect family; no matter how busy he was, his father would remember important dates and cancel his engagements to come home and spend time with his wife and son.
When Xiaojun was six years old, it was his parents' wedding anniversary. His father drove the family on a picnic in the countryside, and Xiaojun excitedly looked out the car window at the scenery along the way. They arrived at their destination around noon. The family enjoyed themselves immensely, exploring the mountains and water. That evening, they pitched their tent on a relatively flat area. The family was filled with joy and laughter.
They played until midnight, and the tired Xiaojun drifted off to sleep in his mother's arms. In the dead of night, Xiaojun turned over, wanting to hug his mother's warm embrace, but found nothing. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw that his parents were not in the tent. At the same time, a strange sound came from outside. In the darkness, it sounded like some wild animal chewing something, with a low, gurgling sound coming from its throat.
Despite his fear, curiosity prevailed, and little Jun secretly climbed to the side of the tent and peered out through the cracks.
What Xiaojun saw left him speechless with shock. A six-year-old boy saw his father outside the tent, leaning against a corpse, devouring its flesh. In the cold moonlight, blood and entrails were splattered around the body. The father was tearing a piece of flesh from the corpse and putting it into his mouth. His profile, illuminated by the moonlight, was terrifying; his eyes were a ghastly green, like those of a ravenous wolf. And Xiaojun saw the corpse lying on the ground—those colorful sandals, that floral dress—they were clearly his mother's!
The horrifying dinner was underway, and Xiao Jun couldn't bear the cruel scene. He preferred to believe it was just a dream. How could his father, who had always loved him so dearly, be eating his mother like a demon? He quietly crawled back into bed, tightly closing his eyes, hoping to wake up soon. But the raucous sounds outside made it impossible for him to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, the terrifying sound finally disappeared. His father quietly entered through the tent flap and slowly approached him. He was terrified, terrified of becoming his father's prey like his mother. As his father drew closer, Xiao Jun's young and fragile heart, after a night of torment, could no longer bear the pressure and finally fainted.
When he woke up, the outside was filled with police officers. His father was weeping and telling the officers how his wife had been torn apart and killed by wild animals in the middle of the night.
From that moment on, he no longer trusted his father. In his heart, he was a cannibalistic monster who had devoured his own mother.
But from then on, besides being even busier with his business, his father almost always granted his every wish. He bought him the best clothes, sent him to the best schools, and gave him plenty of pocket money, but he rarely came home. Xiaojun was more than happy about this; he was afraid to see his father. He attended a boarding school, and except when absolutely necessary, he didn't want to go back to that cold, gloomy home and see his father's somber face.
Today, after his father repeatedly tried to appease him, he could no longer hold back. He loudly revealed the secret he had witnessed as a child, a shadow hidden in his heart for ten years: "You are not my father at all. My father is not a devil who devoured his own wife. You are a demon."
Wang Qilin stared blankly at Xiaojun, his gaze turning from fiery to icy as he said, "So you knew all along. Why didn't you say so sooner? Didn't you feel bored all these years?"
Xiao Jun stared at his father in shock. Although he had known the outcome for a long time, his father's admission was still hard for him to accept. After a long pause, he finally said, "For so many years, I have told myself countless times that day was just a vivid nightmare, and that you didn't kill my mother! But now you've actually admitted it. You're not my father, you cannibalistic monster! Give me back my father, give me back my mother!"
Xiao Jun's face flushed crimson with excitement, his bloodshot eyes glaring venomously at Wang Qilin. His fists clenched tightly, making him look like a leopard ready to pounce and tear Wang Qilin apart; his young blood burned and boiled with hatred.
When Wang Qilin realized that Xiaojun had already discovered the truth, he became surprisingly calm. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and coldly looked at Xiaojun, saying, "So what do you plan to do? Avenge your mother? I'm still your father, why do you hate me so much!"
Xiao Jun roared, "No, you are not my father!"
Wang Qilin suddenly stood up, threw away his cigarette, and slapped Xiaojun hard across the face, saying, "You don't deserve to be my son."
Xiao Jun was stunned by the beating. Stubborn as he was, he didn't shed a tear, but just stared at Wang Qilin with hatred in his eyes. After a long while, he coldly snorted and rushed out the door.
Volume 3, Ghostly Chapter 55: The Inheritor (2)
Wang Qilin grabbed his son, who was rushing out, and said in a deep voice, "Where are you going?"
The son tried to shake off Wang Qilin's hand several times, but couldn't. He stubbornly said, "It's none of your business where I go. I'd rather beg for food than stay in this house!"
Wang Qilin's face grew increasingly grim, and he tightened his grip, coldly saying, "You really don't intend to acknowledge me as your father anymore?"
Xiao Jun's arm was gripped painfully by Wang Qilin, whose fingers had dug deep into Xiao Jun's flesh. Xiao Jun gritted his teeth, remaining silent, and stared at Wang Qilin with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire.
Wang Qilin could clearly see anger, hatred, and contempt in Xiao Jun's eyes. His gaze turned icy as he said, "From this moment on, you are no longer my son!"
Xiao Jun angrily shook off his hand and said, "I was never your son!"
Wang Qilin suddenly grabbed Xiaojun by the neck, and with a sharp crack, crushed Xiaojun's Adam's apple. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he threw Xiaojun to the ground like a tattered sack.
Xiao Jun let out a resentful "gurgle" sound in his throat, painfully clutching his neck, his eyes unfocused and filled with resentment as he looked at the man he once called his father.
Wang Qilin leaned down and looked at Xiaojun, saying, "Do you know how much I love you? I can't bear to let you leave me, so the only thing I can do is make you a part of me forever!"
Wang Qilin dragged Xiaojun's body over and placed it on the living room floor. He then went to the kitchen, fetched a basin of water, and took out a sharp knife, placing it beside Xiaojun.
Xiao Jun watched in horror as Wang Qilin dipped the dagger in water, then silently raised it. The knife landed on Xiao Jun's arm, the sharp blade gliding smoothly across his skin, easily slicing away a strip of flesh to reveal the stark white bone beneath.
Xiao Jun, lying on the ground, was trembling uncontrollably, uttering hoarse, agonizing cries. Wang Qilin, unfazed, continued to slice his son, cutting flesh from his arms and chest. He then placed the flesh into the basin of water, instantly turning it red, creating eerie, blooming blood flowers. Xiao Jun was covered in cold sweat, his entire body shaking like a leaf.
Wang Qilin remained expressionless, calmly picking at Xiaojun's flesh. Xiaojun watched helplessly as strips of his flesh were cut off, finally unable to bear the physical pain and mental torment. His breathing grew weaker and weaker, until finally he was exhaling less and inhaling more.
Wang Qilin completely disregarded Xiaojun's life or death, admiring the blood vessels and bones that had lost their flesh, and occasionally pressing on those muscles or bones with his hand, as if searching for a place to cut.
Xiao Jun had already breathed his last, his eyes still open, filled with anger and resentment until his death. Wang Qilin, however, paid no heed, continuing to cut away at his son's flesh, slice by slice. The last small basin was now overflowing, and there wasn't a single piece of flesh left intact on Xiao Jun's body. Wang Qilin whistled excitedly, then picked up the basin of meat and went into the kitchen.
He poured the entire basin of meat into the sink, letting it soak until it turned white. Then he drained the water, took the meat out, and placed it in a slightly larger basin. He sprinkled it with salt, pepper, soy sauce, and cooking wine, then marinated it. After putting the basin in the refrigerator, he began to slowly clean up the mess in the living room. It was as if the meat hadn't been his son, but rather like killing a dog; it didn't stir any ripples in Wang Qilin's heart. He planned to cook the meat into a delicious braised pork belly and invite Lin Feng, Qiqi, and that female ghost Xiaoxue to enjoy a feast. He wondered what their expressions would be when they ate the meat; just thinking about it made him want to laugh out loud. It was time to deal with these people.
When he was building the "Gravity Building," he deliberately constructed the supply channel as a "Yin-gathering aperture." He also intentionally sent Feng Xing to lure Yang Shaoxin into joining the "Heavenly Ghost Inheritors" organization, promising him a lifespan extension. After his physical functions were made ten years younger on the spot, Yang Shaoxin naturally devoted himself wholeheartedly to the organization and began his life as a "gold-holder"!
The cunning and calculating "successor" Wang Qilin has been manipulating Yang Shaoxin behind the scenes, gradually leading Yang Shaoxin further and further astray.
The "Heavenly Demon" cannot be eradicated; in fact, the true necessity of this organization's existence lies in its "Successor." The "Heavenly Demon" and the "Successor" are one; as long as the "Heavenly Demon" lives, the "Successor" cannot die, no matter what. However, if the "Heavenly Demon" dies, he will die; if the "Heavenly Demon" is injured, his abilities will be greatly diminished, and the situation will be extremely dangerous.
When Lin Feng and Qi Qi came to him asking for help in sealing the "Gathering Yin Acupoint," he readily agreed. He assumed these two were incapable of sealing that vital acupoint that gathered Yin energy. However, the result astonished him; they had actually sealed the "Gathering Yin Acupoint."
So when Yang Shaoxin tried to harm him, he deliberately let Yang Shaoxin take his son's hair. He then used this as an excuse to invite Lin Feng and Qiqi, ostensibly to use their power to save his son, but actually to take the opportunity to assess their strength. Little did he know that accidents happen every day, but this year was particularly unpredictable; besides the two, there was also Xiaoxue, who possessed a ghostly body and whose strength was not to be underestimated.
After some investigation, he finally determined the strength of the three men. However, of the three, Lin Feng, who seemed to be the leader, was the weakest and most irresponsible, while the two women were extraordinary. He then used these two to force Yang Shaoxin, who had long wanted to betray the company, to accelerate his defection, making the poor wretch a meal for Feng Xing. Under normal circumstances, making Yang Shaoxin suddenly disappear wouldn't have been difficult, but that would have created many unnecessary problems. Therefore, he not only generously gave Yang Shaoxin ten percent of the shares but also pretended ignorance of Yang Shaoxin's embezzlement of company funds. Yang Shaoxin's escape became an escape due to embezzlement, and whether the guy lived or died was none of his concern.
Volume 3, Ghostly Chapter 56: The Inheritor (3)
Xiao Jie took the card Lin Feng gave her and invited Qi Qi and Xiao Xue to go on a shopping spree at "Gravity Supermarket." However, Lin Feng and Li Mingsheng didn't go. Both of them believed that accompanying women shopping was far more cruel than the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty. Especially with Xiao Jie, plus two other women who, while not human, also had a strong interest in shopping, it was best not to go if they wanted to be able to walk for the rest of their lives.
With the Lunar New Year approaching, Li Mingsheng was busy with work. Every year, while everyone else was joyfully celebrating, it was the busiest time for Li Mingsheng and his colleagues. People love to have a few drinks during the New Year, but this often leads to overindulgence, turning what should be a good thing into a bad one. Often, a disagreement over a few drinks can escalate into a fight. Therefore, Li Mingsheng was busy with work at the bureau and didn't have time to go shopping with them, thus avoiding the ordeal of doing manual labor.
Originally, Xiao Jie Jie insisted on dragging Lin Feng along, but Lin Feng begged and pleaded with his grandparents to no avail. However, Qi Qi put in a few kind words for Lin Feng, and Xiao Jie Jie actually let him go. This made Lin Feng feel incredibly lucky; finally, he could relax at home, surf the internet, and watch TV.
Lin Feng turned on his computer and first went online to play a few rounds of Counter-Strike. Having not played in a long time, he was surprisingly badly beaten by a few unknown players several times in a row. He was fine with being killed, but what really annoyed Lin Feng was that every time those guys killed him, they would spray bullets at his corpse, habitually 'necrophilia' him. After being ridiculed by his teammates, he lost interest and simply stopped playing, going to chat in the chat room.
His usual chat buddies were nowhere to be found in the chat room; all that remained were a bunch of young, empty-hearted guys calling each other "wife" and "husband," mistaking cheesy sweet talk for entertainment. Others were engaged in long, pointless discussions about things like Jay Chou dumping Jolin Tsai or Faye Wong falling for Li Yapeng. After a while, he was getting a headache from all the pointless chatter.
Just as he was about to leave, someone entered the chat room with a rather funny name: "Little Pig Going to the Alley"! Online names are incredibly varied, but this one was quite creative.
After chuckling to himself for a few moments while looking at the screen, someone was already chatting enthusiastically with "Little Pig Going to the Alley." After watching for a while, the person chatting with "Little Pig Going to the Alley" suddenly sent him a message: "Hello!"
Lin Feng replied politely, "Hello!" Usually in chat rooms, he would run out of things to say after a few sentences with people he didn't know well.
He glanced at the username; it was a very feminine one, "Lost Butterfly." Lin Feng initially assumed it was just another lonely, empty-headed girl lost in life. But the person's second sentence startled him. The person said, "I'm sharp-tongued!"
Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, replying to Zui Jian with a single sentence: "What? Bored and starting to pretend to be a transvestite? Aren't you bored?!"
The sharp-tongued man replied, "No, this 'Little Pig Chasing Through the Alley'—I've been watching him for a long time. He has an unusual aura that I can sense. He's very similar to me, yet there seems to be a difference!"
Lin Feng said, "So, he's a zombie too?"
The sharp-tongued man said, "Didn't I tell you? It's different from what I'm doing!"
Lin Feng was a little skeptical of the tip of his tongue's intuition. After all, this was online. If it were face-to-face, he wouldn't doubt it at all. But even though they were in the same city, who knew where the tip of his tongue was? Lin Feng said, "Could your intuition be wrong?"
With a sharp tongue, she said confidently, "No, are you home right now? I've already found his IP address; it's at 'Huitong Internet Cafe.' I need to go check it out. You should come too!"
Lin Feng said, "Okay, where are you now?"
"I'm not far from 'Huitong,' I'll be there in two minutes, hurry up!" she said.
Lin Feng said, "Okay, I'll be there right away. I'll take a car!"
After logging off, Lin Feng put on his down jacket, went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and headed towards "Huitong". In less than five minutes, the car arrived at the entrance of "Huitong".
Lips was already waiting there. As soon as Lin Feng arrived, she waved to him, and the two went upstairs together. Lin Feng asked, "Has that person left?"
The man with the sharp tongue said confidently, "He definitely didn't leave! I registered my number there. That kid asked me to meet him, and I haven't agreed yet. How could he leave? Besides, I've been at the door the whole time. If he walked past me, I would definitely have felt it!"
The two entered the "Huitong" internet cafe, which had over two hundred computers but surprisingly few people. Perhaps it was because the Chinese New Year was approaching and everyone was busy at home.
After entering, Lin Feng glanced around the internet cafe but didn't notice anything unusual. He said to Zui Jian, "It seems like there's nothing wrong? Are you mistaken?"
With a mysterious smile, he said, "I can't be wrong, I can already feel it!"
As they walked, looking for anyone suspicious, Lin Feng asked softly, "Why don't I sense anything?"
The sharp-tongued one said, "I'm a zombie. As a fellow creature of the dark world, my senses are always sharper. He has considerable spiritual power and hides it well!"
The two walked past the first row of machines and turned into another aisle. Suddenly, a man in a seat by the window in front of them turned around and looked at them, his eyes full of wariness. When Zuijian saw the man, he immediately knew it was him. The man suddenly exuded a strong murderous aura, which he then quickly concealed.
Before Zuijian could even make a move, the man suddenly leaped up and slammed into the window. The sound of shattering glass rang out, and he had already escaped through the window! The two ran to the window and looked out; the road was long gone. Zuijian slammed his fist on the window and exclaimed, "Damn it, we alerted him!"
Lin Feng said, "If you can sense him, he can naturally sense you too. However, you are still a bit stronger than him. You knew there was something wrong with this guy even before you met him!"
She said irritably, "What's the use? He's run away, where are we supposed to find him?"
Lin Feng said, "Do you think that guy is dangerous? I just sensed a murderous aura, but it doesn't seem very strong!"
He said shrewdly, "That's because he realized that neither of us were easy to mess with, so he immediately suppressed his murderous intent and ran away. I think he has at least ten lives on his hands!"
Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone in the internet cafe, the two walked out unscathed.
Volume 3, Ghostly Chapter 57: The Inheritor (4)
Just as Lin Feng stepped out the door, his phone rang. Seeing it was Wang Qilin calling, Lin Feng answered, "Hello! Mr. Wang, what can I do for you?"
A hearty laugh came from the other end of the line: "What? Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?"
Lin Feng laughed and said, "Of course not!"
Wang Qilin sighed and said, "After struggling in the business world for so many years, although we always call each other brothers, I don't have many true friends. How about I make a friend like you? Come to my house for dinner tomorrow night. I've cooked a few dishes myself, come and have a taste!"
Lin Feng said, "That's rare, that's rare. Since it's your skill, I'll definitely be there tomorrow!"
Wang Qilin reminded them, "Don't forget to call Xiao Jiejie and Qiqi, and that fairy-like Xiaoxue. Tell them to bring their families so everyone can have a good time. I might be very busy during the New Year and probably won't be able to get together with you all!"
Lin Feng was taken aback when he heard him say to bring his "family members," but then he realized that he meant for Qi Qi and the others to bring their boyfriends. He immediately laughed and said, "Okay, okay, we'll be there at eight o'clock tomorrow night!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng said to Zuijian, "Someone is treating us to dinner tomorrow night, and they specifically invited you and Xiaoxue!"
With a hint of disinterest, she said, "Oh, is it okay if I don't go?"
Lin Feng chuckled twice and said, "Qiqi said this person is also a bit problematic. I don't know if it's true because I can't sense it. But you said that people in your dark world have a strong sense of their own people. Why don't you go and see for yourself tomorrow and see if there's really a problem!"
Upon hearing this, Zuijian became interested and immediately agreed, "Okay, call me tomorrow and I'll come!"
The following afternoon, Lin Feng, Xiao Jie Jie, Qi Qi, Li Mingsheng, Xiao Xue, and Zui Jian arrived at Boss Wang's house. Boss Wang was delighted to see the six of them. After Qi Qi introduced Li Mingsheng and Zui Jian to him, Boss Wang smiled and said, "Please have a seat. I still have a few dishes to prepare; I'll be right there!"
Smelling the aroma of meat filling the room, Li Mingsheng swallowed hard and said, "It smells so good! Just by smelling it, I know the chef is skilled!"
Kiki rolled her eyes at him and said, "All you ever think about is eating!"