living dead

Actually, the vast majority of ghosts are powerless against humans, but humans are unaware, and humans are naturally afraid of spirits. Individuals like Ye Shu, who confront them so fearlessly, are indeed rare.

In the monitoring room, the expressions on the faces of the two individuals changed. After Master Yang explained, Mr. Su nodded repeatedly, "Yes, this person can be used. I can't wait any longer. Tonight, you must bring back my daughter's soul."

Mr. Su's tone became urgent and stern. Master Yang hesitated a bit, "It's better to wait until the Ghost Festival next year; the success rate is highest then."

"Waiting until next year? What kind of joke is that? I didn't come here to wait. Take action tonight," Mr. Su ordered impatiently, his aura overwhelming. Master Yang, unable to defy him, could only nod in agreement.

Mr. Su then eased his aggression a bit, noticing that Master Yang's expression was not quite good. He forced a smile, "Master, don't be offended. I'm just in too much of a hurry. Money is not a problem. Don't mention ten million; I can afford even a hundred million."

"I understand. I will do my utmost to bring back your daughter's soul, Mr. Su."

While the two were conversing in the monitoring room, Ye Shu was negotiating with the hair-eating ghost in the basement.

The hair-eating ghost refused to leave, and although it didn't attack Ye Shu, it had ways to make him suffer, such as using its hair to strike him. However, Ye Shu remained firm.

"I don't care. Since you summoned me, you must take care of me. I won't leave."

The ghost, floating in the air, looked down at Ye Shu. Ye Shu, unable to reach it, breathed heavily, "It wasn't me who summoned you; it was a ghost-raiser. Ghost-raisers don't want to harm you. I've been advising you to leave, but you insist. When the ghost-raiser comes later, it will be difficult for you to leave."

At the mention of the ghost-raiser, the hair-eating ghost was visibly surprised, and its facial expression under the hair changed.

Waving at it, Ye Shu said, "Don't be stubborn. We may meet again if fate allows. At most, I'll give you a few strands of hair."

The hair-eating ghost hesitated, observing the surroundings, realizing that something was amiss. Perhaps there really was a ghost-raiser.

"Well, I'll keep your hair, so I can find you later. Don't be difficult."

The hair-eating ghost compromised, and Ye Shu, not wanting to linger, pulled out a few strands of hair and handed them to it, "Alright, hurry up and leave."

After the hair-eating ghost disappeared, Master Yang and Mr. Su immediately came down. When the iron door opened, Mr. Su chuckled, "I originally thought you were a fraud, but unexpectedly, you do have some skills. You effortlessly drove away the evil ghost. Impressive."

Master Yang also praised, "You, without any tools, faced the evil ghost directly. Just this courage alone surpasses me. Admirable."

Both of them were generous with their compliments, evidently acknowledging Ye Shu. Ye Shu, with a faint smile, said casually, "For such minor ghosts, there's no need for me to take action. You might not know; I'm known in the field as the Master of Persuasion, specializing in persuading ghosts to leave."

His self-promotion was well done. Mr. Su, unfamiliar with the exorcism world, didn't bother to inquire further. He didn't waste more words and directly said, "Since that's the case, tonight at midnight, you and Master Yang take action. I'll be waiting in the monitoring room for your good news."

Master Yang quickly explained the details, and Ye Shu nodded in understanding.

Mr. Su's face showed urgency, almost looking unhealthy. After speaking, he left, heading to an unknown destination.

In the basement, only Ye Shu and Master Yang remained. Master Yang was efficient and immediately introduced Ye Shu to the various tools in his black leather bag.

"We need to prepare now. Familiarize yourself with the environment first."

Ye Shu felt a bit confused by Master Yang's words. What kind of environment could this shabby basement have?

While he was pondering, Master Yang walked to a corner, pressed a mechanism, and with a bang, the wall on the east side unexpectedly cracked open.

Upon closer inspection, it revealed two doors, parting to reveal a transparent glass wall.

The lighting in the surroundings increased significantly, and behind the glass wall was another basement, brightly lit, making one squint their eyes.

"This is Miss Su's memorial hall. At midnight, I will summon her soul in front of her coffin. If you have any preparations, make them in advance. I might summon malevolent spirits."

As Master Yang spoke, he pressed another switch, and a small door opened in the corner of the glass wall. He walked straight in.

Following him, Ye Shu immediately felt a chill upon entering the memorial hall. It was quite cold.

Upon closer inspection, the photo on the memorial hall's head was indeed Miss Su's, placed on a black wooden spirit table, smiling brightly.

There was also an incense burner on the spirit table, and several sticks of incense were still burning. In addition to that, there were some fruits—a typical arrangement for a memorial hall, nothing noteworthy.

However, Miss Su's coffin was peculiar. It was not laid horizontally next to the spirit table but stood vertically. Moreover, it wasn't a wooden coffin; it seemed to be made of black metal, something Ye Shu had never seen before.

What was more surprising was the faint cold air emanating from around the coffin, resembling a refrigerator.

Ye Shu couldn't help but ask, "Is this Miss Su's coffin?"

Master Yang nodded, "Yes, Miss Su's body is still inside, frozen. Do you want to take a look?"

Ye Shu was astonished. Miss Su had been dead for half a year, and he didn't expect her body to be frozen in this place. Mr. Su was truly obsessive, creating an underground memorial hall to freeze his daughter.

Approaching, Ye Shu saw that the lid of the ice coffin was constructed with a transparent layer of glass. With a single glance, he could see Miss Su lying inside.

Miss Su had been frozen for half a year, covered in frost all over her body. Her facial features were indistinct, and her exposed legs had turned into two ice sticks.

Ye Shu couldn't bear to look at it. This lively and cute girl had turned into frozen meat.

He shifted his gaze away, and Master Yang spoke, "Freezing can prevent her body from decomposing, but it's just that—no decomposition. She has become a piece of frozen meat, pathetic. I told Mr. Su, even if Miss Su's soul returns, she can only lie in the ice coffin. Apart from blinking, she won't be able to do anything else. But Mr. Su doesn't mind; he just wants Miss Su to come back to life."

Master Yang didn't sympathize with Miss Su; he just wanted Ye Shu to understand.

 Ye Shu cursed inwardly upon hearing this—Mr. Su was truly twisted, turning her into a living corpse and keeping her as a toy.

His expression turned sour, thinking that he couldn't let the soul-summoning succeed.

Master Yang fell silent, starting to take out various tools from his black bag and placing them in front of the ice coffin.

Seeing him busy, Ye Shu, trying to make conversation, said, "Master Yang, you must be a renowned figure in the industry to be able to revive the dead. Impressive."

His compliment made Master Yang smile casually, saying, "It's not really reviving the dead. I just turned Miss Su's body into a vessel for nurturing ghosts. After her soul returns, it will be imprisoned in the vessel. In essence, she'll be an animated corpse."

Ye Shu's heart sank; this sounded quite sinister.

"I don't fully understand, but it sounds quite formidable. But let me ask you, after Miss Su's soul is imprisoned, can she escape?"

Hearing this, Master Yang laughed heartily, showing a hint of pride on his face. "As long as she enters the vessel, she becomes a ghost under my care. Unless I die, or she becomes powerful enough to devour me, it's impossible for her to escape."

His confidence was evident, and Ye Shu felt uneasy. The situation seemed to be slipping out of control. If Miss Su's soul was truly summoned back, she would end up being a toy locked in the refrigerator.

At this moment, the sky outside was gradually darkening. Ye Shu had been in the basement for quite a while.

In the southern apartment, Liu Youyou had also returned home. When she arrived, Ai Qier had just awakened, and both of them avoided eye contact, not exchanging words.

With urgent matters on her mind, Liu Youyou, with a stiff face, went to the balcony and looked out, "Is Miss Su here?"

As soon as she said that, Miss Su's figure appeared, expressionless, and looked at Liu Youyou.

Liu Youyou quickly explained, "Ye Shu has been taken away by your father. I don't know what he's up to, but if he exposes anything, it could be troublesome."

Liu Youyou relayed the hospital incident, and Miss Su, after listening, disappeared without saying a word.

Feeling even more anxious, Liu Youyou called out for a long time, but there was no response. It was Ai Qier, holding a blood cake, who came downstairs and asked, "Who kidnapped big brother?"

"Mind your own business, just enjoy your blood cake. Adult matters are not for you."

Ignoring Ai Qier, Liu Youyou didn't waste any more time and quickly went downstairs, pushing out Ye Shu's motorcycle and heading towards Eden Garden.

Ai Qier dropped the blood cake and rushed downstairs, her face also showing signs of worry.

In the narrow alley, a large black dog suddenly appeared. Ai Qier ran over and jumped on its back, "A'ao, quickly gather the dogs. Big brother is in trouble."