CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 40: PUPPET GHOST

"Wu Ming! What are you doing!"

The group was shocked, and Cannon, being impatient by nature, couldn’t help but reprimand.

However, after killing the victim, Wu Liang remained silent and walked to the severed head that had just dropped, reaching out to tap it lightly.

Dong—Dong—

The sound made everyone freeze.

It didn’t sound like a human head, more like the sound of tapping on plastic.

"Interesting, he was indeed a normal person before getting close to us, but when you got up, his head suddenly turned into a puppet."

Saying this, Wu Liang went over to the corpse’s torso and pinched it.

Soft and somewhat warm, proving the body was indeed flesh and blood, but the head had suddenly turned into a puppet.

"Search for puppets around; perhaps one of them is the Fierce Ghost itself." He Zhan immediately reacted.

The sudden mutation on the victim suggested that the Fierce Ghost might be nearby, observing and secretly causing mischief.

There were about ten puppets nearby, the closest being the old man they were just talking to!

"Priest, prepare the Holy Light Purification. Liuyun, you move forward to suppress him," He Zhan ordered after a moment of contemplation.

Upon hearing this, Liuyun drew a slender Sharp Sword from her waist.

Her Awakened Ability allowed her to lock onto a target, stabbing forward with the sword would cause damage whether or not it hit!

This ability was a powerful means of output in previous exorcisms whenever the main body could be found.

While these few were preparing to rule out whether the Fierce Ghost had any relation to the puppets around.

Wu Liang hid at the back, extracting the Ghost Compendium from his mind, silently chanting in his heart: "Huaxia Chengyang City People’s Square."

The automatic search function of the Ghost Compendium began to operate.

Instantly turning to a certain page in the middle, there was a drawing of a plastic human model labeled as "Puppet Ghost," with the following clearly written underneath—

"Discovery Date: Disaster Calendar, 05th year, July 4th."

"Discovery Location: Found by Zhang Li at Huaxia Chengyang City People’s Square."

"Habits: Can make active humans who lose resistance into puppets; long-term contact with its Fierce Ghost form can subtly transform even those with resistance into puppets; Puppets can take the form of normal humans and maintain their habits from life."

Note: The Puppet Ghost can also take the form of any human-like figure."

"Weakness: Puppet Ghost’s rationality and thinking aren’t strong. High-level logical thinking can reveal its main body, and any means that completely destroy the main body can purify it."

Upon reading this, Wu Liang raised his head.

He happened to see Liuyun drawing her sword behind He Zhan to suppress the elderly man in front of everyone. He couldn’t help but frown.

Something felt off.

But where exactly...?

"I’ve got you! It’s you!"

Suddenly, as if realizing something, Wu Liang’s eyes flashed with a bright light, and he dashed out like an arrow.

In an instant, he arrived behind He Zhan, raising his hand to grab Liuyun who was preparing to draw her sword.

"Ah! What are you doing?"

Clang—

Her wrist was restrained, and her sword inevitably dropped to the ground.

The crowd was shocked again, turning to look at Wu Liang who had struck his companion. Even He Zhan was unsettled.

"Wu Ming, why did you suddenly..."

"Question!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Liang interrupted with two sudden words, disrupting his speech.

Yet, Wu Liang continued to speak as if no one was around: "If you have seven candies and there are six children in front of you, how do you distribute them?"

He Zhan frowned, puzzled, "What kind of madness are you trying to pull now?"

The Priest and Cannon were about to ask Wu Liang what he intended when the restrained Liuyun suddenly showed a thoughtful expression and answered, "We’ll weigh and distribute the candies?"

"Wrong!"

Wu Liang said confidently: "You should eat six candies, and leave one for them to compete for, turning class conflict into internal conflict!"

Everyone present: "Ah?"

Seeing Liuyun in restraint and deep contemplation, Wu Liang continued to ride the momentum and asked, "Next question!"

"Daoist Priests should be celibate, so why are they always at the Daoist Temple?"

"Called posthumous offspring if the father dies before birth. If the mother dies, what’s it called?"

"Does water pistol filled with nuclear wastewater count as nuclear weapon?"

"..."

One after another, Wu Liang posed questions filled with logical holes or puns, as though he were a contestant surfing high-intensity on the internet.

The group couldn’t understand why he suddenly went crazy at this critical juncture.

But He Zhan didn’t stop Wu Liang’s actions.

Because he noticed something off about it too—

Liuyun was actually seriously pondering these questions that normal people would scoff at!

Given her temperament, she should have begun to get angry when Wu Ming restrained her wrist and dropped her sword.

At the very least, she should be gritting her teeth and questioning why he was holding her back.

Instead of staying here thinking like a fool.

What’s wrong with Liuyun?

Crack—

Before anyone could figure out the act that Wu Ming and Liuyun were putting on, a crisp crack suddenly sounded from her body.

Crack—Crack—

Followed closely by a series of chilling sounds.

It was clearly not a sound produced under normal circumstances, more like the sound of a stuck bearing or a joint being constantly twisted.

Upon a glance, Liuyun’s neck was already tilted over ninety degrees, tightly pressed against her shoulder!

Her limbs began to twist weirdly, her movements like a puppet powered by clockwork!

"He Zhan! Restrain!"

Wu Liang’s voice rang out strongly.

Faced with such circumstances, He Zhan and his companions weren’t foolish; the Liuyun before them was clearly not their teammate.

He stepped forward swiftly, pressing his Palm Eye forcefully upon Liuyun’s forehead, casting a gaze with intense pressure.

The next second, the mildly twitching "Liuyun" had her facial muscles and skin directly dissolve.

In a blink, she turned into a faceless white puppet, continuing to struggle under He Zhan’s Palm Eye restraint.

Dong Dong Dong—Dong Dong—

At that moment, the surrounding puppets no longer pretended, all crazily lunging to push He Zhan away.

"Act now? Too late, isn’t it?"

Wu Liang’s cold voice echoed.

A thick fog covered the entire People’s Square, where even extended hands couldn’t be seen...