Chapter 179, Missionary
"Oh!"

Yun Ming waved his hand casually, and a black recorder appeared in his hand.

"Supernatural items?"

Yun Ming casually pressed the switch on the recorder.

As the recorder turned on, the tape inside began to turn.

"Okay, I know your purpose, John, you deserve to die."

On the one hand, Yun Ming answered the call because he wanted to find out what the other party was trying to do.
On the other hand, it spreads one's own curse.

The mortal curse of touching ghosts requires a medium, and communication is the medium.

The medium is the connection.

Yun Ming became a perfect alien who could perfectly control all the ghost powers in his body.

Through the medium Yun Ming used deception and memory rewriting to turn John into his own ghost slave.

A ghost slave will have a little bit of the power of his master.

When Yunming said "You deserve to die".

John will completely transform into a ghost slave and begin to spread the death curse indiscriminately.

At this moment, at the European International Ghost Hunter Base, John suddenly hung up the phone.

The operator next to him looked at him with some confusion.

John is a handsome young man in his twenties, wearing a suit. He has blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and three-dimensional facial features. He is a standard Westerner, and he is very good-looking.

This originally handsome foreigner now had a strange smile on his face. His heart stopped beating, his brain stopped functioning, and his altered memory formed a killing pattern, unconditionally killing everyone around him.

"Are you okay?"

The beautiful female operator reached out and gently tugged at John's sleeve. The next second, the beautiful operator fell to the ground, her eyes rolled back, and she died.

"Kill everyone around. Kill everyone around."

John said in a hoarse voice, and then his figure gradually blurred. This was the ability of the invisible ghost.

What happens on one side of the Earth does not affect the other side.

Asia.

Yunming looked at the tape recorder in his hand.

"I seem to remember this thing. It seems to be used by the King to organize missionaries."

The missionary's message quickly emerged in Yunming's mind.

One of the Kings of the Kings Organization, a missionary!

The king who appeared first fought with Yang Jian several times through the tape recorder and controlled the book ghost. The rest is unknown. He was killed by Yang Jian who came during the confrontation with Wang Chaling.

Once the recorder starts, it can't be stopped.

A strange curse began to spread, and Yun Ming vaguely saw a church and a strange missionary holding a book in his hand.

"I am a missionary. This is my recording. Anyone who has heard this recording will die after the second beep. No matter who you are, you should abide by our rules and meet our conditions. This is not a joke, beep!!!"

An invisible curse suddenly descended, and everyone who heard the recording would be cursed and must abide by the rules set by the recording, which were the rules of killing.

If you don't comply, you will die even if you hide in a safe house.

"Oh my god!!! Are you going to play this with me? I want to see whether it is my curse that is more terrifying or your curse."

Yun Ming looked at the recorder, reached out his hand and gently pried off the outer casing of the recorder.

The real curse is the tape spinning inside.

"How foolish of you to leave the medium with me."

Yun Ming exuded a strange aura, and the terrifying death curse instantly poured into the tape. Following the recording in the tape, the terrifying death curse instantly descended on the missionary. In Europe, in a strange church, this is a spiritual place, a ghostland. The missionary sat next to a strange cross and read a book.

Suddenly, a terrifying force penetrated the ghost realm and descended upon him.

His already weird body began to become even weirder. Countless corpse spots appeared on the surface of his body, and his dried body began to die.

The missionary's pupils shrank.

"curse."

The curse of death began to kill the powerful king, but the king was the best ghost rider in the world and could withstand even the curse of death.

The dense black corpse spots on the missionary's body disappeared instantly, as if they were restarted.

But this invisible curse of death is like a dog-skin plaster, and even a restart cannot eliminate it.

"We must cut off the source of the curse."

The church bells rang.

Asia.

The tape in Yun Ming's hand shattered instantly and turned into debris all over the ground.

"Is this... a medium that cuts off the curse, the same type as the demon scissors?"

Yun Ming threw the remaining tape fragments in his hand to the ground without any care, and with a light wave of his hand, the fragments appeared in the trash can.

"Forget it, don't let these miscellaneous things affect my happy thoughts, play games for a while, sleep, sleep."

Yunming quickly adjusted his mentality.

The time came the next day.

A black cat suddenly rushed into the villa with a fish in its mouth.

"By the way, you are really free, little thing."

A slender hand suddenly pinched the black cat's back.

The black cat instantly exuded a strange power, but the strange power dissipated instantly as soon as it touched the slender hand.

"I gave you the power, and you still want to attack me. You are tired of living."

Black Cat turned his head and saw Yun Ming with a smile on his face.

Its originally ferocious eyes instantly became pure and innocent, and even the expression on its face seemed a little flattering.

"I created you as an experiment, but now that I have a memory ghost, there's no need to continue the experiment. You little thing... forget it, since I've already created you, just keep living! As long as you don't cause any big trouble, that's fine."

Yun Ming casually threw the black cat aside.

"Meow!!!"

The black cat excitedly placed the fish it caught next to Yunming, wagging its tail as if asking for credit.

"Eat it! By the way, don't carry the mouse in your mouth, otherwise I will beat you."

Yun Ming turned around and sat on the sofa next to him, then took out his mobile phone to order takeout. It was impossible for him to cook, so he could only order takeout to fill his stomach.

"Meow meow meow!!!"

The black cat meowed twice, as if to say that many strangers had entered the villa during the time you were away.

"You knew he was a stranger, but you didn't chase him away. From now on, if someone I don't know wants to enter this villa, you can just send him away. You can also kill him, but you must handle the body cleanly and don't dirty the carpet here."

Yunming gave the order casually.

"Meow meow meow!!!"

The black cat nodded in agreement, puffing out its chest like a warrior defending its territory.

(End of this chapter)