The Jin father and son opened the back door, dragged Lu Fei and Jing Jian into the yard, and threw them into the warehouse.
"Dad, two of them got away. Do you think they'll come back to cause trouble?"
"With Master Sally here, what's there to be afraid of? I'm only worried that they won't show up. If they do, it's just sending more heads to the she-devil."
"The guy goes to the she-devil, and the girl stays with me, hehe!"
"Have your fun, but make sure to clean up afterward."
"Don't worry, Dad, it's not our first time..."
The father and son locked the door, left with sinister grins on their faces.
As their laughter faded into the distance, Lu Fei and Jing Jian got up from the ground.
"Scum, beasts! How dare you have designs on Iron Maiden!" Jing Jian raged in fury.
"That's only if they have the chance to live! First, we find out about the Gold Spinning Silk, then we can settle the score with them slowly!" Lu Fei took a breath.
The two surveyed the messy warehouse and found a person lying in the corner.
Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Xiao Zhu.
Xiao Zhu was bruised and battered, with one shoe missing from his feet. He was tied up like a broken rag and thrown on the ground.
Jing Jian hastily checked him over and found that he was merely unconscious. He breathed a slight sigh of relief and planned to wake him up.
As the Jin father and son had said, they intended to use Xiao Zhu as bait for the White-Haired Ghost.
"Forget it, don't wake him up, let him sleep. This kid is too impulsive; we don't want him to mess up our plan," Lu Fei waved his hand.
"By the way, what exactly is your plan?" Jing Jian was full of questions, touching his shoulder with excitement, "Those bugs didn't bite us, is it because of the dragon scales?"
"Of course! A few measly bugs, how dare they act up in front of a true dragon?" Lu Fei snorted coldly, "The plan is simple, just play along and see what kind of evil thing the Jin father and son are using to harm people."
"Have you noticed something?" Jing Jian frowned, "Who exactly is that androgynous person? I think he's very difficult to deal with!"
"Brother Jing, what do you think is the most abundant in Nanyang?" Lu Fei asked a question instead of answering.
"I don't know. I haven't been to Nanyang before."
Lu Fei gave him a look: "You've never heard of ladyboys?"
"Ah?!"
Jing Jian was dumbfounded.
"Let me ask you again, what kind of dark magic is most prevalent in Nanyang?"
Jing Jian paused and blurted out, "Black magic!"
"Exactly!" Lu Fei nodded, "I guess Master Sally used black magic involving insects."
Black magic is an extremely evil witchcraft in Nanyang, where anything can be used for curses.
Different sorcerers practice different types of black magic.
They are varied, evil, and dangerous.
"Can a transsexual also be a sorcerer?"
Jing Jian was so stunned that his mouth hung open for a long time.
"Why can't a transsexual be a sorcerer? That's discrimination! What the Jin father and son gave to Axiang was clearly a type of insect curse!"
As for which kind of insect it was, Lu Fei already had a guess, but everything still needed to be confirmed when he saw the white-haired female ghost again in the evening.
Thinking of the eerie sight of the burly man spitting out a swarm of insects, Jing Jian couldn't help but shiver.
"I heard that only sorcerers can lift a curse. Once someone is cursed, they will die a horrific death! We won't get cursed, right?"
"If it were other types of curses, it would be hard to say, but since he used an insect curse..." Lu Fei smiled slightly, "With the true dragon's aura protecting us, what are you afraid of?"
"Thank goodness!"
Jing Jian touched his shoulder again, feeling a bit more confident in his heart.
The two of them quietly stayed in the warehouse, patiently waiting.
The sky grew dark.
The bell signaling the end of the shift at Jin Hong Garment Factory rang.
The workers hurriedly left.
In just a few minutes, the factory became as silent as a graveyard.
"Xiao Dao Zhang, it's dark!"
"Let's go!"
Tie Shenglan and Zhang Molin climbed over the tall fence and secretly hid inside the factory.
The night deepened.
The only bar in the town.
Sally caused a sensation as soon as she appeared.
In their small place, such a stunning and exotic beauty was a rare sight.
A pair of lecherous eyes were fixed on Sally.
She didn't mind at all; instead, she seemed quite pleased with herself. Her red lips curved into a seductive smile, and her eyes slowly swept over the crowd, as if picking out her prey.
Finally, her gaze settled on a young, strong man.
Young ones are still the best.
Tender and juicy.
Sally swayed her hips as she walked over to the young man, crooked her finger at him, and he followed her like a soulless being under the envious, jealous, and resentful gazes of the others.
Meanwhile.
The Jin family father and son also started to get busy.
They loaded the three unconscious people into the car and moved them to the factory.
Without Old Man Zhu, the factory gate was unguarded, making it seem especially desolate.
"Son, hurry up. If the witch comes out and discovers us, we'll be in trouble!"
The father and son threw the three people into the women's dormitory, then rushed out of the factory, waiting in the car with a mix of excitement and nervousness.
"Eat all three at once, I don't believe it won't spit out golden silk!"
Time passed slowly, minute by minute.
Lu Fei and Jing Jian sat quietly in the dormitory.
Xiao Zhu was placed on the bed, lying still.
The light was not turned on in the dormitory, and it was very dark around, with only the faint glow from the streetlights outside shining through the windows.
The two grasped their respective magical instruments, squinting and paying attention to the movements around them.
Suddenly.
Lu Fei's eyebrows twitched, and he looked out of the window.
On the glass, there was, at some unknown time, a deathly pale face!
The face was upside down, with long white hair hanging down and pitch-black, reflective eyes staring straight at the three people in the room.
"It's here!"
Lu Fei and Jing Jian exchanged glances, silently gripping their respective magical instruments, keeping their bodies still, pretending that they knew nothing.
The long-haired ghost outside watched for a while, then its deathly pale face flickered and vanished.
The next second.
Creak--
With a gust of chilly wind, the door opened.
The long-haired ghost silently crawled into the dormitory, cautiously approaching the two of them.
By the faint light from outside, Lu Fei finally got a clear look at the true appearance of this malevolent entity.
Its hair was very long, covering most of its body. It crawled on all fours, resembling a giant worm.
The long-haired ghost was very cautious. It circled around the two of them several times, seemingly sensing some kind of danger, and then targeted Xiao Zhu on the bed.
It slowly approached Xiao Zhu, extended its head to sniff, paused for a moment, and for some reason, gave up. It then changed direction and moved towards Lu Fei and the other person.
The two remained motionless, waiting for the best opportunity.
The long-haired ghost wandered between the two of them, and finally chose Jing Jian.
Its deformed arm reached out, grabbing Jing Jian and pulling him into its embrace.
"Why haven't you acted yet?"
That arm was like the limb of an insect, cold and prickly to the touch, causing Jing Jian's whole body to break out in goosebumps.
Boom!
In the next moment, a blinding flash of electricity streaked through the darkness, striking the white-haired ghost directly.
The white-haired ghost suddenly let out a piercing screech, its body flickering with electric currents as it convulsed uncontrollably.
Right after that.
The door closed.
The lights came on.
Jing Jian struggled free from the white-haired ghost and stood beside Lu Fei, quite resentful.
"Why did you take so long to act?"
"What do you think it is?"
Lu Fei blocked the door to prevent the white-haired ghost from escaping. Seeing the true appearance of the white-haired ghost, his suspicions were confirmed.
Jing Jian hurriedly looked over.
Surprisingly, there was not just one pair of eyes on the head of the white-haired ghost.
Hidden within the white hair were a second pair, a third pair, and even a fourth pair!
Eight eyes, filled with resentment, glared at the two of them.