amaotonovel Chapter 102 Severed Hand
Chapter 102 Severed Hand
Holy water?
Ji Xing realized in an instant that Masha's holy water had taken effect. He stood up by sheer willpower, pounced on Qiu Shumin, and restrained the woman's hands from behind.
Qiu Shumin's strength was beyond imagination. Ji Xingyi used almost all his strength, with prominent veins bulging on his forehead, before he could slowly pull away the sharp knife that was approaching Jiang Lin's chest. He shouted at Jiang Lin, "Go!"
Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes. Did he think he would run away alone? He also grabbed the hilt of the knife, and with the help of Ji Xingyi, the two of them turned the blade around and plunged it into Qiu Shumin's heart.
Blood splattered all over Jiang Lin's face, and he pushed the person downstairs with a contemptuous look in his eyes.
Watching the woman tumble and fall down the stairs, her limbs twisted and lying at the bottom, Ji Xingyi breathed a sigh of relief. But the dizziness returned, and she could only collapse helplessly onto Jiang Lin again.
"Mi Lan!"
Just as Jiang Lin helped the man up, Wen Shang's anxious voice came from downstairs.
Jiang Lin turned his head and saw that Mi Lan had run back at some point and appeared next to Qiu Shumin's body, pulling out the sharp knife that was stuck in the woman's chest in front of everyone!
"Put the knife down!" For the first time, a look of panic appeared on Wen Shang's face.
The boy asked innocently, "Why?"
"Put it down quickly!" Wen Shang cautiously approached: "You'll be possessed by a demon!"
"Who is the demon?" Mi Lan tilted her head, her blank expression showing no signs of being possessed by a demon.
Taking advantage of the moment of distraction, Wen Shang immediately grabbed the boy's wrist: "Mi Lan, let go of my hand!"
“He’s been possessed.” Jiang Lin’s eyes darkened, and he said to Wen Shang with a serious expression, “Kill him, or none of us will get out!”
Wen Shang's pupils dilated in shock, and he looked down at Mi Lan again.
"Brother Wenshang, are you going to kill me?" the boy asked softly, his eyes red.
Wen Shang's heart tightened suddenly. His gaze fell on the bloodstained dagger, and a helpless smile appeared on his face. He reached out and slowly gripped the hilt of the knife: "Give me the knife, be good, listen to me."
Mi Lan's eyes flickered slightly, and she slowly released her grip.
The cold hilt of the knife fell firmly into Wen Shang's palm, and the man immediately yelled at Mi Lan, "Run!"
However, the boy did not make any move, but just gave him a strange smile.
Ji Xingyi shook his muddled mind and said in a hoarse voice, "Two!" In addition to the white man he had seen earlier, there was also a boy standing next to Mi Lan in his field of vision.
"In his pocket!"
A corner of a blue toy car peeked out of Mi Lan's left pocket.
Before Wen Shang could react, his mind was attacked by a powerful force. The erosion of the evil soul caused the man to roar in pain. Two completely different expressions kept switching on Wen Shang's face, and even his facial features showed an extremely obvious disjointed expression.
Wen Shang had just raised his right hand when it was firmly pressed down by his left. Although he was smiling, he roared angrily, "Get out of my body!"
Jiang Lin put Ji Xingyi down, stretched his wrists, and walked towards the boy. He had to deal with Mi Lan before Wen Shang was taken over.
With red eyes, the boy used the same tactic on Jiang Lin: "Brother Jiang Lin, are you going to kill me too?"
Her tear-streaked face made it hard to bring oneself to hurt her. However, Jiang Lin seemed oblivious, not even pausing for a moment, and threw a punch straight at the boy's face.
Mi Lan coughed up blood and let out a painful scream: "Brother Jiang Lin, are you really going to kill me?"
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Wen Shang roared, "Don't hurt him!"
Jiang Lin couldn't help but glance at the man at her feet. This guy's willpower was beyond Jiang Lin's imagination. Even at this point, he could still be distracted.
"Brother Wenshang, save me!" Mi Lan cried out to Wenshang for help as she coughed up blood, "Brother Wenshang, it hurts so much..."
"Heh!" Jiang Lin snorted coldly, reaching out to touch the boy's neck, intending to snap his neck and give Mi Lan a quick death.
"Let him go!" Wen Shang's eyes widened in fury at the sight. Suddenly, a dagger appeared in his left hand. Instead of attacking Jiang Lin, he shouted and swung the dagger to sever his own right hand.
The dagger fell to the ground along with the man's severed hand and embedded itself in the wooden floor.
Wen Shang instantly felt the strange power drain from his body. In a flash, he shoved Jiang Lin aside without hesitation and lunged at Mi Lan. His left hand plunged a dagger into Mi Lan's pocket, ripping her clothes open. The blue toy car fell to the ground, and Mi Lan instantly lost consciousness, collapsing unconscious.
Jiang Lin was slammed against the wall, and stared blankly at Wen Shang's hands, which were still bleeding.
Despite the excruciating pain from his severed hand, Wen Shang carried the fallen boy on his back, gave Jiang Lin a cold glance, and then decisively turned and went downstairs.
"Hmph." Jiang Lin sneered, went back to help Ji Xingyi up, and hurriedly left Cooper's House.
Michelle was waiting for them on the first floor. Seeing their disheveled state, she looked surprised. With two minutes left before the door opened, Jiang Lin immediately told Michelle about possession, demon summoning, and exorcism. The rest would depend on Michelle's eloquence.
The 30-minute countdown ended, and the gate was opened by staff. The other players were shocked to see Jiang Lin and his three companions emerge.
Jiang Lin and Mi Lan had no teammates left to relay information to. After Wen Shang relayed the useful information to his teammates, the four of them disappeared in the space and were teleported back to the hotel.
Next, we await the results of the third round of "The Battle of Spirits" to determine whether they can advance to the final.
The hotel's system automatically provides food and drinks. Jiang Lin poured Ji Xingyi a glass of hot water and asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"
Ji Xingyi downed her drink in one gulp. After catching her breath, she turned to look at Jiang Lin with a complicated expression: "You... were you really planning to kill Mi Lan just now?"
The smile on Jiang Lin's face vanished at a visible speed: "Does this matter?"
Four hours later.
There are 14 surviving players at Cooper's House.
Before the results were announced, Mi Lan buried her head in her knees, trembling violently. If Michel didn't advance in this round, even if he came out alive, he would face certain death.
In the next room, Jiang Lin nonchalantly unwrapped a bag of fries, unaware that Mi Lan was terrified. If he could escape Cooper's house alive, Jiang Lin was 99% certain he would advance.
The judge for this round's results was Cooper's sister, Paisley.
Whether the psychic can communicate with Cooper's spirit is not important, nor is whether the player can completely unravel the secrets of Cooper's House.
The important thing is whether the psychic they choose can give Paisley a "satisfactory" answer.
This answer doesn't have to be accurate; sometimes the truth isn't necessarily acceptable. What's needed is something that strikes right into Paisley's heart.
Therefore, Jiang Lin chose Michelle, the most "deceptive" person in the group. Combined with the clues Jiang Lin had obtained, he believed Michelle could fabricate a "reasonable" story to win Paisley's favor.