Chapter 40: The Experienced Driver’s Bold Touch

Finally arriving at the place where Su Qianqian had originally hidden, Zhang Xiaofan called out, "Su Qianqian?"

Hmm? No response.

Zhang Xiaofan stared at the empty dormitory, his heart sinking. Damn, where was she?

He hurriedly sent messages to Su Qianqian, but there was no reply. At this moment, his anxiety mounted, and he could only quietly call her name. He searched through each dormitory nearby, but there was no sign of her.

On the third floor, there was a storage room filled with miscellaneous items. Zhang Xiaofan pushed open the door. When they had previously looked for names, he and Su Qianqian had also come here, but then nothing seemed amiss.

"Wu wu..." A sound caught his ear. Sure enough, there was noise inside. He slowly opened the door and found Su Qianqian crouched behind a cardboard box, sobbing.

His heart tightened. He rushed over and said, "Su Qianqian, you scared me! So you were here."

Her voice was somewhat sharp as she replied, "Hmm, you’re here."

Zhang Xiaofan didn’t pay much attention and quickly helped her up, worriedly asking, "What’s wrong? You look terrible."

Su Qianqian shook her head, then suddenly stood and smiled at him.

It was then that Zhang Xiaofan noticed her toes were pointed high, almost resting solely on her big toes. He gasped, but after taking a deep breath, he calmed himself and thought, "Don’t panic. Su Qianqian is possessed. Don’t anger the spirit, or it will harm her."

With this in mind, he said, "Why don’t you rest for a bit?"

As he spoke, he quietly took out the talisman Su Qianqian had given him and suddenly pressed it against her forehead. Unexpectedly, Su Qianqian suddenly grabbed his wrist, smiling sweetly. "Xiaofan, keep me company... Didn’t you want me? Then come on..."

As she spoke, a strong force grasped his arm and moved it toward her chest.

This was a lustful spirit possessing her!

Zhang Xiaofan immediately realized this. Lustful spirits vary in power; the stronger ones possess irresistible charm, even enchanting women. His heart shuddered as he forced a smile and said stiffly, "Su Qianqian, stop it. Let’s go outside and talk."

Since Su Qianqian was possessed, he couldn’t harm her now. Zhang Xiaofan was burning with anxiety.

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But Su Qianqian had no intention of letting go. She languidly said, "I’m not going out. I feel awful. Scratch me a bit?"

Then she slowly opened her chest, revealing a patch of pale skin. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan’s eyes reddened. He gasped and roughly began rubbing.

"Ah, husband, be gentle..." she murmured.

A trace of disdain flickered in Zhang Xiaofan’s blazing eyes. Hidden in his palm was a talisman, which he suddenly pressed against her chest.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Su Qianqian screamed as the talisman exploded, tearing a gash in her chest. She howled in pain. Zhang Xiaofan kicked forward, using the momentum to fall backward.

"Bang!"

He crashed through the door behind him, rolling twice before struggling to stand.

"Ah... Xiaofan, you want to kill me! Ah..." Su Qianqian screamed.

"Hmph, stop pretending. You’re not Su Qianqian. She wasn’t possessed by you. You’re just an illusion trying to deceive me," Zhang Xiaofan said.

"How do you know?" The spirit’s face twisted into a snarl.

"Simple," Zhang Xiaofan replied. "Your chest isn’t as big as Su Qianqian’s. I can tell just by touch."

Admittedly, Zhang Xiaofan hadn’t officially felt Su Qianqian’s body, but whenever they were together, he had often seized the chance to grope her. Over time, he became quite experienced and knew her measurements intimately.

This impostor, though perfectly mimicking Su Qianqian’s appearance, couldn’t replicate everything. Just a touch was enough for Zhang Xiaofan to see this spirit wasn’t the real Su Qianqian.

Knowing this, Zhang Xiaofan pretended to be bewitched, then flung the talisman at her, which proved effective.

The spirit froze, glanced down at her shriveled chest, and suddenly grew furious. Sharp fangs sprouted from her mouth as she roared and charged.

Zhang Xiaofan knew this was a fifth-level lustful spirit—powerful and far beyond his strength.

But in the next moment, he drew his "Death Card."

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Bao Lei had told him that although the Death Card could only be used once, it contained the power of a fifth-level malevolent spirit.

Seeing the Death Card, the spirit hesitated, then her expression changed drastically. She turned to flee, but Zhang Xiaofan seized the moment and struck.

"Rumble..."

A tremendous roar sent Zhang Xiaofan flying. When he looked over, only a third of the spirit’s body remained; the rest had turned to rotten flesh.

"Xiaofan, it’s me, Qianqian... wu wu..." The spirit still tried to use her charm spell, but Zhang Xiaofan snorted coldly and cast flames upon her. Soon, she was burned to a charred heap.

Searching through the remains, he found a golden round token tangled in her hair, inscribed with the character "Life!"

"So it’s true. The Life Card is hidden within the spirit," Zhang Xiaofan murmured, treasuring it like a precious gem. "It seems the Life and Death Cards aren’t found by searching. You kill someone, obtain the Death Card, then use it to slay spirits. Because these ghosts are simply beyond our ability to defeat."

At that moment, two familiar faces approached—Song Feng and Ma Shiyou!

They had clearly spotted him. Song Feng’s expression hardened as he shouted, "Take him down!" The two charged after him, brandishing large knives.

Zhang Xiaofan turned and ran. Song Feng’s constitution clearly countered his, and Ma Shiyou’s was unknown. Facing them head-on would be unwise.

Leaping to the second floor, Zhang Xiaofan had only taken a few steps when a figure burst out of a dormitory. Instinctively, he swung his knife, but the other quickly caught his wrist and said, "I’m Gu Seling."

Relaxing, Zhang Xiaofan responded, "Perfect. Song Feng and Ma Shiyou are chasing me."

Gu Seling urged, "Run! Something even more terrifying is after me."

Curious, Zhang Xiaofan glanced behind him and saw a huge, bloated man lumbering out. The man was chewing on a human leg, grinning, "So hungry, so hungry... you’re all my food..."

Damn, after eating so much, still hungry? Zhang Xiaofan’s heart skipped a beat. This one was clearly a hunger ghost.

"Zhang Xiaofan, let’s see where you run this time!" Song Feng and Ma Shiyou came down the stairs.

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