Twenty-one. Transfer Catastrophe

Holding his breath and concentrating, Lu Li's gaze followed the movement of the ghost.

But it seems that the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.

The girl's hollow eye sockets turned towards Lu Li as his playful laughter echoed in the room.

"Have you seen my eyes?"

It certainly wasn't talking to itself.

As expected, there had been a new change with the ghost, simply maintaining silence was not enough to avoid its perception.

"I haven't seen them," Lu Li replied.

The aura of the ghost underwent a change, turning into a dense malevolence. Lu Li did not want to fight, and after hesitating for a moment, he slowly spoke, "It doesn't matter that you've lost your eyes, I am willing to be your eyes."

The girl looked as if she had seen a ghost and in an instant, all turned to malice, and she let out a cold, mocking laugh, "Tsch... fool!"

"It seems there's no talking to you."

Lu Li muttered softly and suddenly raised the muzzle of his gun, pulling the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

To tell the truth, Lu Li indeed had the intention to kill her to silence her.

The sound of gunfire, like the roar of a dragon, echoed, apocalyptic flames and black smoke burst forth from the barrel as the black powder ignited, emitting thick smoke and the gun's report shattered the moisture condensed on the windows, the blast spreading through the entire gallery.

Hearing the shrill, miserable screams near his ear, Lu Li didn't check the result but, without wasting a second, loaded the silver-plated bullets into the gun chamber.

Lu Li felt a wisp of spiritual energy merge into the flintlock pistol, making it stronger.

Because of the gunfire? Or because it hit the ghost.

Four seconds after firing, Lu Li loaded the bullet, closed the breech, and took his hand off the grip.

All around him, the presence of numerous malevolent beings eager to act vanished into thin air.

"Have you finished shooting?"

A cold, ghostly laugh sounded, turning into a spiteful roar, "Now it's my turn!"

Suddenly, Lu Li's vision uncontrollably and forcibly settled on the female ghost; the next moment, endless darkness enveloped him, his eyes felt a piercing, excruciating pain, and as if in a daze, something seemed to flow down his cheek—

Lu Li subconsciously reached out for the oil lamp, the continuing warmth transferred to his palm through the lampshade.

The flame was still there, the light hadn't gone out... Doing his best to ignore the severe pain in his head, Lu Li kept alert and felt for his eyes, which were still there.

Was it some kind of ability to shield vision?

"Did you take my eyes?"

Lu Li calmly spoke, trying to lure the ghost into revealing its position by talking.

"I will take your life as well," the spiteful cold laughter came from in front of him.

Locating the source, Lu Li gripped the handle of the pistol again, ready to raise his hand when a strong gust of wind came smashing towards his face!

Lu Li rolled to the side to dodge, crashing into tables and chairs with a clatter.

"The same trick won't work on me a second time!" the ghost laughed loudly, manipulating countless objects to fly and crash towards Lu Li.

"Is that so?"

Lu Li answered while dodging, his palm firmly gripping the flintlock pistol.

The malevolence surrounding him became more pronounced, but it also allowed Lu Li to sense the location of the female ghost, even without relying on sight. However, just before he was about to shoot, Lu Li detected another presence outside the door.

At the same time, an ethereal voice came from the doorway.

"Have you... seen... my child..."

The female ghost Lu Li had tricked into leaving reappeared outside the door.

The attacking ghost froze, motionless.

Lu Li took notice of this.

Their relationship seemed to be bad, or rather, the ghost was afraid of that female ghost.

At that thought, Lu Li loosened his grip on the handle and responded, "I have seen your child."

Two ghostly pupils looked towards him at the same time.

"Was your child this tall, this big, with dark reddish skin and still with the umbilical cord?"

Lu Li repeated the words he had spoken before, then raised his hand and pointed at the female ghost, "I saw with my own eyes your child being carried away by her, handed over to a stranger, who gave her a hundred Shillings, as if he bought your child."

The ghost was shocked and angry, her hollow eye sockets filled with resentment as she stared at Lu Li. The next moment, a voice as if from the Netherworld whispered in his ear.

"You... saw... my child...?"

"I didn't see!" The ghost panicked and dodged away while the ghost of childbirth clung to her back like a festering wound.

She let out a hysterical scream, and rolling waves of energy burst forth like tides, sweeping through everything in the office.

Lu Li, who was orchestrating all this, stood at the edge, enjoying the spectacle.

"Then... give me... your... child!"

The ghost of childbirth let out a chilling roar, her hands coming together, sharp fingernails an inch long stabbing into the ghost's lower back.

"Get lost! I don't have a child!"

The energy waves erupted wildly as the ghost furiously tried to break free from the ghost of childbirth. Caught in the aftermath, Lu Li struggled to fend off the flying objects in the office, but at the same time, his vision cleared.

"Ahhhhhhh! Let go ahhhhhhhh!!"

The ghost's roars quickly turned into piercing, miserable screams, echoing throughout the entire gallery.

Her struggles were futile. Visible to the naked eye, the aura belonging to the ghost was rapidly dissipating, with a corresponding increase in the female ghost's aura.

The female ghost was sucking the life out of the ghost.

The ghost's screams gradually weakened, her once solid body becoming scattered, her face filled with panic and fear. She was as powerless before the female ghost as mortals were before ghosts.

Lu Li pondered, so there was also a difference in strength between ghosts.

Crack—

At that moment, a book flew through the air, passing through the two ghostly figures and scattering on the ground.

The book caused no damage, but it was enough to draw the attention of the two ghosts involved.

"It's not much use looking for trouble with her now," Lu Li withdrew his hand, scooped up the Flintlock Pistol with its holster, and tucked it back into his waist, "The priority now is to quickly find the person who bought your child and to rescue the child."

"He's probably not gone too far yet. If you go now, there might still be time."

The female ghost's eyes flickered with murderous intent, her hands slowly withdrawing from the ghost's lower back.

"Child... Child..." The female ghost, dragging her intestines, stepped out of the office one step at a time.

The ghost collapsed powerless on the ground, her chest heaving with rapid breaths.

A pair of black leather boots appeared in front of her. The ghost was taken aback, and the owner of the boots had already squatted down in front of her.

Her tone took on a few indescribable nuances, "Why did you save me..."

Could it be that he likes me? There are so many stories of people falling in love with ghosts, could he be thinking the same? Although I am a ghost, I don't look bad, and there should be many who fancy this type, maybe I should stay with him for now and wait for a chance to kill...

All her thoughts abruptly ceased with the explosive burst of flames and the sound of a dragon's roar.

Lu Li's action told her the answer: it was to steal a kill.

The illusory female ghost became as if she had a solid body, the silver-plated bullet embedded in her forehead. Dense blood-red bubbles spread from the wound towards the edge.

"You..."

The blood-red bubbles at the edge of the wound muffled her voice, rapidly multiplying and spreading across the ghost's entire body. Her soul evaporated like water droplets exposed to high heat.

Clang—

The bullet hit the ground with a clear, bouncing sound.

Only a lingering phrase echoed in the now empty office.

"Bastard..."

The floating items in the office fell to the ground as if the water had lost its source.

Lu Li's dark eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

What did she mean by calling him a bastard just before she died?