Chapter 66

For the next ten days or so, the third, the fourth, and every night thereafter, the routine remained the same. That thing would show up at the exact same time every night, tireless in its mission, squatting above Xu Ruoping’s head to manufacture terrifying music and drip saliva. Yet, it never once made a move to jump down and attempt to kill her. Just as Xu Ruoping and Hu Yihui were beginning to grow accustomed to this, the Sevenfold Killing Monarch—who had been harping on about letting nature take its course—finally lost his patience. He was the first to spring into action, bringing a ladder to plaster the ceiling of Xu Ruoping’s apartment with talismans. At exactly midnight, a shriek like a banshee rang out. The teacups and dishes in the room shattered one after another in rapid succession. The soft incandescent light and the television flickered erratically, then, without hesitation, gave out entirely.