Chapter 434: Resurrection

"Thank you, Mr. Wu. We still need to trouble you for a small favor." Gao Fei said.

"Xiao Gao, what are your plans? Just tell me." Wu Xiaoqian already felt that something was wrong.

"Sister Wu, to be honest, I suspect Hong Debiao is not dead yet."

"But his body... is it a substitute?"

"That is indeed the body of Hong Debiao himself, but this is not enough to prove that he is dead." Gao Fei explained, "Don't forget, Hong Debiao is a necromancer, who is best at manipulating the dead and ghosts. He may also be able to leave his body and possess others."

"If he is really good at this kind of escape, he can abandon his body and create the illusion of death. In fact, his soul is already lurking in someone else. When the time is right, he will seize the host's body and come back to life."

"Xiao Gao! Even if you are writing a novel, your idea is too wild! It is a fantasy without logic and lacks persuasiveness!" Wu Xiaoqian shook her head repeatedly.

Gao Fei smiled sympathetically.

"Sister Wu, I remember a famous detective once said that when all seemingly reasonable explanations are proven to be unreasonable, the only seemingly unreasonable explanation left is the truth."

"I dare not guarantee that my guess is absolutely true, but I can always give it a try, at least it won't make things worse."

"Xiao Fei, I have a question." Wang Daqing interrupted, "According to your reasoning, Hong Debiao's ghost is likely not far away, most likely inhabiting one of the six of us, that is to say... the enemy is among us?"

Gao Fei nodded gently.

"Who do you think is the most suspicious?"

When Wang Daqing asked the question, his eyes unconsciously turned to Wu Xianyun, and he actually had a guess in his mind.

"If I were Hong Debiao, I would definitely not choose the Tiangong special police as the target of parasitism and possession. It's too easy to be exposed."

"In addition, I would not choose a person with super high perception attributes and a pair of 'yin and yang eyes' that can see ghosts as a target. The risk of doing so is too great."

"In other words, do you think my father is the only puppet that Hong Debiao may use?" Wu Xiaoqian looked ugly.

"Sister Wu, I'm just talking about the facts, don't be angry."

"Okay, Xiao Gao, I'm not angry, but I want to know, what are you going to do with my father next?"

"To be honest, I plan to apply for permission from the Tiangong high-level officials. If approved, I can cast the 5th ring 'soul-soothing spell' on Mr. Wu."

"After casting the spell, if nothing happens, it means that there is no ghost lurking in Mr. Wu's body, which is of course good."

"On the contrary, if I happen to guess it right, the spell can also directly kill the wandering ghosts parasitic in Mr. Wu's body."

Gao Fei said calmly.

"Is the soul-soothing technique you mentioned effective?" Wu Xiaoqian asked worriedly.

"It definitely works! As you can tell from the name, this technique is specifically used to deal with virtual ghosts."

"Will it not hurt my dad?"

"Absolutely not!" Gao Fei patted his chest, looking serious, "If anything happens to Mr. Wu, I will pay for his life!"

"Sister Wu, you can be assured!" Ma Tao also came to help, "The 'soul-soothing technique' is harmless to the host, but it can instantly kill the evil spirits or ghosts in the host's body. If you really don't believe it, I can demonstrate it. How about letting Brother Fei give me a 'soul-soothing technique' first?"

Before Wu Xiaoqian made up her mind, Mr. Wu's face changed first.

He moved two steps toward the corner of the wall, tilted his head, and slid softly against the wall.

At the same time, a hazy black shadow emerged from above his head, trying to escape through the wall.

"Hong Debiao, you can't run away!"

Just as the ghost appeared, Jiang Feng sneered and opened the "Daylight Barrier", instantly illuminating the tomb passage as bright as day.

The ghost was exposed to the strong light and immediately twisted in pain.

Ma Tao and Wang Daqing also tacitly worked together to guide the positive energy, and the silver ripples washed over the ghost, making him doubly painful.

Gao Fei raised his right hand, and the five magic missiles that had been stored for a long time, dragged the purple light tail, and concentrated fire to bomb the ghost!

In a flash, Hong Debiao's ghost collapsed under the joint siege of everyone.

This time he was completely dead.

The situation changed too quickly, and Wu Xiaoqian was stunned.

Until Hong Debiao's ghost was completely destroyed, she suddenly came to her senses and hurried to her father.

"Xiao Qian, I'm fine." Wu Xianyun raised his head and smiled weakly at his daughter, his eyes full of gratitude and love, "Thanks to Xiao Gao and the others, they saw through the conspiracy of Hong the Madman and saved my life."

Wu Xiaoqian felt her father's pulse and confirmed that he was just a little weak and nothing serious, so she was relieved and looked back at Gao Fei and others, her eyes full of surprise.

"All this is within your calculations. Have you been ready to take action?"

Jiang Feng smiled and nodded: "Sister Wu, our Tiangong Special Police has a dedicated private chat channel. Gao Fei told us his bad idea a long time ago, and asked us to cooperate with him to act and be ready to take action."

"How do you know that Hong Debiao will definitely escape from my father's body? Is what Gao Fei said just now true?"

"Brother Fei is an honest man. Everything he said is true except for the words and punctuation marks." Ma Tao smiled and teased.

"Ah? Xiao Ma, you know Xiao Gao is lying, but you still vouch for him solemnly. You are really good at talking nonsense!" Wu Xiaoqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I can't help it. I am his godfather. After all, we have a deep father-son relationship, so I have to protect him." Ma Tao spread his hands and sighed.

"Brother Tao, go to hell with you!"

Gao Fei raised his hand and pushed Ma Tao aside, and said to Wu Xiaoqian:

"I did make up the 'Soul-Calming Technique', but I am sure that the Heavenly Palace must have similar means, and as long as I apply for the relevant spellcasting authority, the webmaster will definitely approve it, so what is the difference between this and telling the truth? Sister Wu, you are also a creator, does what I do count as non-fiction writing?"

"It counts as a small half." Wu Xiaoqian said helplessly but politely.

"Which small half?"

"Writing."

"..." Gao Fei was speechless.

"Sister Wu, I found a pattern!" Jiang Feng clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Are you people who write novels and make up stories all good at making sarcastic remarks?"

"That's not the case." Wu Xiaoqian glanced at Gao Fei, "For example, Xiao Gao speaks very straightforwardly."

"Yes, yes, yes! That's the flavor, so righteous!" Jiang Feng clapped his hands in admiration.

"You two are singing the same tune, teaming up to bully me, right? That's enough!"

Gao Fei protested angrily, turned around and walked to the pit, switched to the "Warlock Mask", threw out the "Whisper of Thorns", entangled Hong Debiao's body, and dragged it up.