[Audience Reaction]
[OMG! This is too intense!]
[Villain downfall because he talked too much]
[So much hype and build-up, and yet… so weak!]
[Did he actually just die? No way… not before the real fight even started!]
[Probably not dead yet… right?]
[Luo Shu is amazing! I'm making this my phone wallpaper!!]
[Serves him right! Guess he never imagined they'd have a gun inside, huh?]
[That was oddly satisfying!]
[Luo Shu, pretending to be a psycho in front of the real deal? This kid was way out of his league!]
[Look at him! Luo Shu really lives up to his name!]
Back in the Horror Game world, Luo Shu tossed the gun back to a dazed Sylas, still processing what just happened.
Did… did he just die like that? Wasn't he supposed to be the boss?
While Luo Shu had ended Hiroshi's life, he remained alert. It wasn't over. "Ms. Young, I need you to go to the second-floor study and bring me a shovel. No time to explain; please just go! Don't worry if the Lady Ghost is there; just push through, your health can handle it!"
Sylas, though shocked, nodded. "Got it!" She turned and bolted up the stairs.
It wasn't surprising to Luo Shu that Hiroshi had died so easily. All the clues had pointed to Hiroshi being human, albeit with a twisted mind and a dangerous talent like the Onmyoji's "Yin-Yang Eyes." But at the end of the day, he was flesh and blood. Interrupting his "performance" and ending things swiftly with overwhelming force was the most effective way to deal with him.
As if confirming Luo Shu's intuition, Hiroshi's body twitched. Something pulsed in his chest pocket. Luo Shu reached in, retrieving an exquisitely carved jade bottle that was vibrating violently. As he held it, he could feel its energy intensifying, making it nearly impossible to contain. A message appeared from the system.
[Mysterious Jade Bottle: Something is trying to break free!]
The bottle's cork was slowly lifting, as if pressurized gas were building within. "This… must be where the real trouble lies." He knew he couldn't hold it back forever, so he took off, racing to retrieve the cursed remnants around the house. He grabbed the Lady Ghost's mouth from the bathroom, the Little Girl Ghost's head from the balcony, and the Suit Ghost's eyes from the teapot before returning to the basement.
When he arrived, the Suit Ghost stood beside the jade bottle, a sorrowful look on his face. "Father… when will you finally be at peace?"
Sylas soon came rushing down with the shovel. "Here it is!" she yelled.
Luo Shu gestured with urgency. "Take it and go! Wait for me under the cherry tree! It's safer there!"
Sylas obeyed, sprinting out of the house with the shovel. He turned his attention back to the ghosts, fully aware the real battle was just beginning—with the Onmyoji himself, now a monstrous spirit.
He wasted no time, placing each remnant on its respective skeleton in the basement. First, he positioned the Little Girl Ghost's head on her small, fragile skeleton. She blinked, looking up at Luo Shu. "Thank you… big brother…"
Instantly, her head transformed into a simple skull, and her spirit emerged beside him, softly glowing.
He repeated the process with the Lady Ghost's mouth and the Suit Ghost's eyes, their remnants merging with their skeletons. Both spirits appeared next to their daughter's, bowing gratefully to Luo Shu.
In unison, they said, "Thank you, stranger."
The eerie scene felt chilling, but Luo Shu remained unfazed. He took a deep breath. "Will you lend me your power? Help me take down your father!"
The Suit Ghost's expression was somber but resolute. "Yes… I've longed to release him from this endless suffering. He's been lost for so long… twisted beyond salvation."
Luo Shu smirked, sensing the grim weight of the moment. "Wise choice. Parents… exist so we can surpass them, right?"
The Suit Ghost seemed taken aback, his wife glanced over with a mix of anger and sorrow, "I'll help. That dirty old man harassed me in life, and he hasn't stopped in death! I've had enough!"
The Suit Ghost looked at her in shock, "You… what?"
Luo Shu raised an eyebrow, "Well, that was… informative."
The Little Girl Ghost turned to her parents, and then looked up at Luo Shu, "Alright, but big brother, you have to promise not to kick my head again!"
Luo Shu gently patted her head, her gaze innocent yet bloody. "You're actually… really cute."
[Audience Comments]
[And here comes Luo Shu's… unique taste.]
[He really likes the bloodied faces, doesn't he?]
[The man just has… preferences, okay?]
Luo Shu rushed the ghosts outside. The ritual required heavy spirit energy, and he knew exactly where to find it: beneath the cherry tree. Though he couldn't dig it up now, he was certain it marked the graves of many unfortunate souls.
Just then—POP!
The cork shot off the jade bottle on the upper floor, releasing a burst of black and white mist that coalesced into the monstrous form of Hiroshi's shikigami: the spirit of the original Onmyoji himself, Hiroshi Toyokawa.
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