Chapter 47 Do You Even Deserve to Be a Ghost?

If Lin Bei hadn't shown up, the backbone of the group would have been Leon.

Although this guy had pulled all sorts of unreliable stunts, they had seen with their own eyes how Leon sent Old Mrs. Li's ghost away, which was why they were willing to go along with his antics.

But now that Lin Bei was here, facing this wealthy tycoon who was also the first to discover that Old Lai was possessed by a ghost, their trust naturally shifted from Leon to him.

Under the watchful eyes of the security guards, Lin Bei calmly looked at Leon and said, "It's time for you to shine!"

Leon gave an OK gesture with his hand, then grabbed a chainsaw in one hand and a potted plant in the other, chasing out in the direction Old Lai had gone.

After he left, Lin Bei looked at Uncle Feng and asked, "Are you really not planning to make a move?"

Uncle Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, lowering his voice as he said, "That lunatic's spiritual power is terrifyingly strong, and he operates on his own unique logic. With him around, I can't even display half of my strength, and the effectiveness of talisman papers and the like is completely suppressed."

Hearing this, Lin Bei was stunned for a moment and said, "Is he really that strong?"

Uncle Feng smiled bitterly and nodded.

Lin Bei fell silent, thinking it made sense. If Leon weren't strong enough, given the reckless way he courted death, he probably would have been beaten to death long ago.

And thinking about it now, the Leon in the movie actually brought about his own death, yet he could still appear beside Ah Kwan under the sunlight.

Perhaps death was not an end for him, but rather the complete release of his true power.

If Leon were to transform into a fierce ghost, he would at least be at the Ghost King level right from the start.

Lin Bei now understood why Uncle Feng hadn't shown the slightest intention of making a move from the very beginning.

With his power suppressed and magical artifacts failing to work, rushing forward at a time like this would be no different from seeking death.

Just as Lin Bei was about to have Feng Yuxiu stay behind to protect Uncle Feng, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why was this room getting hotter and hotter?

Winter was fast approaching, and everyone was wearing coats. Moreover, the security guard's lounge was on the first floor, a place that remained quite cool even in the middle of summer.

Lin Bei looked at Captain Lu and the others, only to find that they were unbuttoning the collars of their shirts while muttering about why it was getting so hot.

The strangest part was that despite the sweltering heat, there wasn't a single drop of sweat on their faces.

"This is wrong, someone is casting an illusion on us!"

Uncle Feng's voice came from the side, and Lin Bei immediately remembered that there were two ghosts here.

The one currently possessing Old Lai was most likely the ghost of Mr. Li, while Mrs. Li had yet to show her face.

The axe given by Leon was stuck in Mr. Li, and Lin Bei hadn't brought any magical artifacts like the Zhong Kui Treasure Sword or the Tai'e Sword.

However, since objects didn't take up much space, he had prepared another ultimate weapon.

With a flick of his wrist, he pulled a stack of ghost money from his pocket and threw it on the ground. Seeing this, Feng Yuxiu beside him also threw out all the underworld banknotes Lin Bei had instructed him to carry.

Not only did the previously scorching room instantly return to its normal temperature, but a fierce wind also whipped up out of nowhere inside, sweeping those ghost money notes outward.

Wearing special sunglasses, Lin Bei looked at the faint, flickering figure at the center of the swirling ghost money and let out a cold sneer.

"Why in such a rush to leave? I have plenty of money here, don't you want it? Now that both you and your husband are dead, leaving behind your child who hasn't even reached the age of ten, he certainly doesn't have the ability to burn paper money for you. Or are you willing to be penniless paupers down in the netherworld?"

As soon as those words fell, the wind that had been blowing near the doorway suddenly stopped.

Then, Ah Kwan, who was standing closest to the door, suddenly shivered all over. Her entire body turned a powdery white, and she flashed a ferocious smile at Lin Bei.

To Captain Lu and the others who hadn't opened their Yin-Yang eyes, it was still just Ah Kwan in front of them.

But to Lin Bei, Uncle Feng, and Feng Yuxiu—who had applied ox tears to his eyes—the possessed Ah Kwan had transformed into the appearance of another woman, looking fierce, savage, and deeply intimidating.

Lifting her sharply elongated fingernails, she let out a roar and lunged straight toward Lin Bei.

"I hate you rich people the most! Once I kill you, all that money on you will be mine anyway!"

Perhaps imagining the wonderful prospect, a bizarre smile crept across Mrs. Li's face.

Seeing that her hands were about to touch Lin Bei, Feng Yuxiu immediately prepared to strike.

However, Lin Bei was faster than him. With a roar and a stomp of his foot, he threw a lunging punch that sent the Ah Kwan possessed by Mrs. Li flying backward.

Ghosts feel no pain, and people possessed by ghosts likewise lose all sense of pain.

A normal person taking this punch from Lin Bei would have been laid out flat for at least a few minutes.

Yet, in less than two seconds, Mrs. Li climbed back up, letting out a shriek even more piercing than before as she tried to lunge at Lin Bei once again.

Only this time, Lin Bei didn't wait for her to approach. Mrs. Li felt her vision blur, and Lin Bei was suddenly right in front of her. Grabbing her by the neck, he slammed her fiercely downward.

With a loud crash, under Lin Bei's immense strength, the back of Mrs. Li's head smashed heavily against the floor, shattering several ceramic tiles.

Far from begging for mercy, this fierce ghost became even more arrogant.

"If you have the guts, kill her! At worst, I'll just find someone else to possess. Let's see how many people you can kill!"

As soon as these words were spoken, before Lin Bei could react, the bodyguards led by Captain Lu collectively scrambled behind Uncle Feng, terrified that they might become the next target of possession.

The corner of Lin Bei's mouth curved upward slightly. "Don't be foolish, why would I kill you? Not only will I not kill you, but I'm going to keep you in good shape—and make you beat your own husband until his soul scatters into nothingness with your own hands!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Li laughed wildly and frantically. "You're out of your mind! How could I possibly turn on my husband?!"

"Then I'll send your son down to keep you company, so your family of three can be reunited properly."

Lin Bei's words sounded like the murmurs of a demon, and the smile on Mrs. Li's face froze instantly.

She and her husband had personally murdered her mother-in-law, and she had committed suicide by jumping from a building while harboring resentment and wearing a red coat; she had zero chance of reincarnation.

She could only remain in the mortal realm as a wandering ghost until she completely lost her sanity, harmed people everywhere, and was eventually destroyed beyond redemption by practitioners of the Tao.

But her son, Xiaolong, was different. He was still young and had decades of good life ahead of him.

Although Mr. and Mrs. Li lacked human decency, they truly loved their son.

Gritting her teeth, Mrs. Li's ghost cursed, "You demon, you won't die a good death!"

The smile on Lin Bei's face remained unchanged as he said, "I just love that rebellious look of yours. Later, I'll hand your son over to those security guards to play with for a few days before sending him down to join you!"

At this, Mrs. Li was completely provoked. She let out wave after wave of roars, trying to break free from the state of possession.

Unfortunately, Lin Bei's hand was like an iron lock, not only pinning her firmly to the ground but also trapping her soul securely inside Ah Kwan's body.