American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The fat man's mouth hung wide open, but Qi Shan's expression remained calm, showing no intention of explaining, as if he had simply performed an ordinary act.

The fat man obediently closed his mouth!

He simply regarded it as a magical spell.

The two of them passed directly through the wall and, after entering the second gate, headed straight for the bedroom.

"Have you thought about what you're going to say?" Qi Shan asked.

The fat man scratched his head, "I've been thinking about this question all the way here, and I really don't know how to start. This lovely wife of mine is a replacement I just married a few years ago. She's only in her early twenties now, and she's usually very timid. If she suddenly sees my soul, wouldn't she be scared out of her wits!"

"You really care about her!"

Qi Shan suddenly stopped, raised his chin, and showed a half-smile. "But I think you're probably overthinking it. Go in and take a look. After you see it, you'll know what to say!"

The fat man was a little confused, but he still passed through the wall into the bedroom.

This one look was all it took, and he saw a scene that he couldn't accept at all.

On the spacious bed, two naked figures were lying there, covered in sweat and panting heavily, obviously having just finished strenuous exercise.

Then the fat man heard a man's voice: "How is it? You've almost recovered, right? How many days has it been?

The servants have already been sent away, and those two little bastards have also been sent to the countryside. Back then, the side room where the fat man died had been used for several days of rituals, and monks and Taoists had come.

What else are you worried about?"

A woman's voice rang out, somewhat indignantly: "You still have the nerve to ask me? If it wasn't for your inexplicable lateness, would I, a woman, have had to do it myself?

Do you know? When that fat man struggled and died in front of me, my whole soul almost flew out."

The man chuckled and persuaded, "Alright, alright, no matter what, our plan has succeeded. This dead fat man's soul has gone to the heavens, and the property he left behind is enough for us to live a carefree life. Isn't that the greatest success?

Besides, I didn't expect you to be so impatient. I had just given you the talisman, and you gave it to the fat man that night. If you had waited one more day, it wouldn't have been so hasty.

"It's all your fault, telling you to scold me, telling you to scold me!"

The man took the opportunity to pull her into his arms and laughed loudly.

The fat man was completely stunned.

He had now become a ghost and no longer possessed human emotions, but ghosts were, after all, transformed from human souls, and the various emotions from before had not completely dissipated.

Originally, he thought he had died from a sudden illness, burdening his little darling, and felt a little guilty, but now he suddenly learned the truth, which was like a bolt from the blue, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

Qi Shan didn't know when he had appeared beside him, his expression very calm, his eyes also revealing a look of 'I knew it,' and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of playfulness.

"Interesting, you're living a pretty good life, aren't you? You have a wife who wants to kill you at all times, and a lover who helps you loosen the soil.

Listening to what he said, that should be the real way you died, right? Actually, there's not much difference, it's just a matter of dying at the hands of a lover or at the hands of a * *.

What are you going to do now?"

Qi Shan crossed his arms, in a posture of watching a good show.

The fat man suddenly burst into flames, and his whole body was burned green. His previously somewhat plump figure was constantly twisted and deformed, and rough skin grew, causing the smooth surface of his skin to burst open.

Teeth, chin, fingernails, forehead, knees, and other joints grew hideous spikes. In the blink of an eye, this very festive fat man turned into a hideous ghost.

His black, round eyes also turned cyan-purple, and his eyes seemed to be burning with endless flames. He stared intently at the two people on the bed, uncontrollably roaring loudly.

"Roar! So it's you, so it's you! Give me back my life!"

The fat man didn't answer Qi Shan's question at all, and like an angry beast, he rushed up fiercely.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the bedroom, and then a blurry shadow suddenly jumped out and crashed heavily onto the bed.

Qi Shan thought he would see a scene of a hungry ghost eating people, and he was even ready to take action to subdue this fat man.

Unfortunately, the situation reversed again. The fat man crashed headfirst into the air, and a huge golden rune suddenly appeared, covering the entire bed in the form of a phantom.

This had no effect on ordinary people, but it specifically restrained demons and ghosts. The fat man crashed into it headfirst, and his whole body was as if struck by lightning. He immediately flew back out, passing through the wall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The golden barrier in the air flashed and disappeared. One of the three talismans pasted on the head of the bed suddenly turned gray-white for no reason, cracked from the middle, and then gradually split and dissipated like sand and soil, turning into a pile of ashes.

The two were getting intimate when they suddenly heard a loud bang. The man was immediately startled and sat up. He looked back at the talisman on the bed, and his face immediately changed color.

"Not good, that old guy is back!"

The woman screamed. The expression that had been full of flirtatiousness instantly collapsed into a look of fear.

Her facial features were all squeezed together as she shouted, "He's back, he's back! I knew this matter wasn't that simple. Taoist priests and monks are not reliable. They're just trying to cheat us out of money. You quickly find someone to eliminate him and burn him to ashes, otherwise, we'll never have a peaceful life!"

The man's face revealed a ferocious look: "Fatty, I know you're back. You'd better stop here. You're dead, we're alive. There are plenty of ways to deal with you. If you obediently retreat now, you'll still have ingots and candles to eat during the New Year and festivals.

If you still dare to be stubborn, believe it or not, a few talismans will make your soul fly away, and you'll never be reincarnated!"

The fat man's ghost passed through the wall at an even faster speed, his immense anger almost burning away his reason. His entire form had now completely transformed into a vengeful ghost, roaring madly and constantly slamming against the barrier on the bed. His mind was devoid of everything else, save for a few voices constantly looping, shouting loudly: "Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

Qi Shan stood by and watched the show for a while, discovering that this adulterous couple was truly well-prepared. Under the bed, they had not only prepared a Bagua Taoist robe, but also a copper coin sword and a large handful of talismans.

In addition to these, there was also a wooden fish that had clearly been blessed, a small gourd that had been blessed at home, and a hand-copied scripture.

Most exaggeratedly, the mosquito net hanging from the ceiling was actually a Tai Chi Bagua diagram, with a large number of talisman-like characters written on it, obviously a treasure obtained at great expense.

The fat man crashed against it again and again, relying on the power of his soul to fight against the magical power within the barrier.

The Yin energy on his body was constantly being consumed, and on the other side, the talismans were exploding one after another.

The man panicked a little, shouting loudly, "It's useless, you should know it's useless. I have a large number of talismans in my hand. As long as I have money, I can get as many as I want. You're just a newly dead ghost, how much Yin energy do you have?

I'm telling you, this is courting death. You should quickly retreat and roll back to your netherworld. Don't come to the mortal realm to ask for trouble!"

The fat man paid no attention. Just a few minutes ago, he was still feeling sorry for his wife, afraid that suddenly appearing would frighten her, but now he couldn't wait to strangle his wife with his own hands.

Qi Shan shook his head.

Neither side was a professional. They took talismans drawn by Taoists, bought a few magical artifacts, and thought they could resist vengeful ghosts?

It was simply a joke.

The fat man was also a ghost for the first time, and he hadn't had time to develop various skills, only physical attacks.

Even if the other party passively resisted, they were only consuming talismans. With their preparations, they could definitely last until dawn.

Qi Shan was too lazy to waste so much time with them. He still had to hurry on his way.

Raising his finger and aiming it at the direction of the bed, Qi Shan said indifferently, "Way of Destruction, Number Four, White Lightning!"

Crack!

A white lightning bolt appeared out of thin air, instantly shattering the talisman barrier like a cone-shaped dragon.

With the other party's resistance broken, the fat man rushed in. He fully revealed his form.

His green face, fangs, and blood-filled mouth frightened the two into screaming loudly, grabbing things and throwing them out.

However, Gao Ning had already isolated the surrounding judicial environment. A white lightning bolt was not only to destroy the barrier, but more importantly, to fill the space with spirit particles, interfering with those talismans.

The fat man's hideous giant claws clamped the man and woman's necks on the left and right, slowly lifting them into the air. He roared in a low voice, "I will make you pay with your lives!"

"Don't, don't, we were wrong to do this, but we can compensate you!"

The man hurriedly explained, "Now that you've become a ghost, we'll buy you a large number of incense papers, bamboo horses, and all kinds of ingots and candles to burn for you, and you can be a rich man in the underworld again.

Big brother, don't be so excited. It's just a woman. I'll burn ten or eight for you. Whatever kind of woman you want, as long as you say the word, I'll definitely find someone to make one for you!"

The woman had already fainted from fright, her hands drooping and her body swaying from side to side.

The fat man paid no attention, only roaring in a low voice, instantly pulling his sharp fingernails close to the necks of the two. The man widened his eyes, struggling like a fish out of water. As the blood spurted from his carotid artery, he gradually slid onto the bed.

Only then did the two gradually lose their lives.

The fat man's remaining anger had not dissipated. Affected by the mist, coupled with the sin of killing and stimulated by blood, his entire person had already undergone a change. The black horns on his head continued to grow, and a large amount of blood energy was attracted by his body, turning into smoke and gradually缠绕缠绕缠绕 around the surface of his body.

The fat man was strengthening at a speed visible to the naked eye. He suddenly turned his head, his hideous, murderous gaze directly fixed on Qi Shan.

Qi Shan was a little surprised, but he felt it was reasonable. After all, he was a vengeful ghost. It was normal to lose his mind. The corners of his mouth curled up, he chuckled twice, and said indifferently, "You have enough guts? Who allowed you to look up at me, you piece of trash!"

Boom!

Endless spiritual pressure erupted, like divine might. A huge pressure descended from the sky, and the space made a strange scream because it couldn't bear it. The house shook slightly, the ground shattered, and the walls began to sink downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fat man was instantly pressed to the ground, as if a Mount Tai had been added to his body. Not only could he not break free, but the pressure was also increasing.

A large amount of Yin energy mixed with a trace of blood slowly floated from the fat man's body, as if possessing its own consciousness, wanting to help the fat man resist this invisible pressure.

However, the gap between the two sides was too large. The Yin energy collapsed at a touch, not even lasting for a second.

The fat man's body surface shattered, and his entire person had been compressed to one-third of its original thickness.

He roared in pain, and green and blue blood mixed and flowed from the shattered wounds on his body.

Just as Qi Shan was preparing to crush the fat man into powder in one go, the fat man suddenly woke up and shouted loudly, "Sir, spare me, sir, spare me, I didn't mean to..."

"He actually woke up, that's a bit interesting!"

Qi Shan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and retracted his spiritual pressure. The fat man took a deep breath, and his entire person collapsed on the ground.

His hideous outfit shattered inch by inch, sparsely falling on the ground.

Yin energy wrapped around him, and his injuries recovered instantly, but the fat man had shrunk again.

He stood up, looked at himself with lingering fear, and then respectfully saluted Qi Shan.

"Thank you, sir, for your mercy!"

Qi Shan said indifferently, "Thank yourself. If it had been a few seconds later, you wouldn't need to be reincarnated!"

The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned around to look at the corpses on the bed, his eyes carrying complex and incomprehensible meaning. He was silent for a long time, sighed, and slowly turned around.

These two were hateful, but their ending was also tragic.

Not only were they killed by him, but their souls were even crushed into fragments by the adult's spiritual pressure before they could be transformed into ghosts, turning into the most basic Yin energy in the world, no longer possessing their own consciousness.

From then on, they would never be able to be reborn.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Qi Shan watched a show and prepared to leave, but he didn't expect the fat man to say such a thing.

"Sir, the gates of hell are difficult to enter, and I have killed people, creating karma. I think I can no longer be reincarnated. Please have mercy on me, sir, and let me follow you!"