NOVPUBAfter realizing that the female lead was possessed by something filthy, everyone ran outside.
There was no choice, too many things had recently happened on set. Now, with this sudden occurrence, everyone wanted to live, no one wanted to die, so if they didn’t run then, when would they?
He Bingbing still wanted the cameraman to get closer to capture some thrilling shots.
However, Zheng Jie ran over from a distance and urgently told them to get out.
"Stop filming, it’s too dangerous here, we need to leave quickly!"
Zheng Jie, after all, was the assistant director, responsible for the set.
No matter who had an issue on the set, he had to take responsibility.
So at that moment, how could he possibly let He Bingbing and the cameraman stay? If something happened, he couldn’t bear the consequences.
Zheng Jie hustled everyone out and even took the opportunity to close the door.
At this moment, Wu Bin was already struggling to resist, being pushed back continuously by the ghost bride.
The reason Wu Bin had initially been able to hold his own against the ghost bride was because he utilized the effects of his skills, coupled with an abnormal secretion of adrenaline, which made him incredibly fierce.
But Wu Bin, after all, lacked strength and was not a real Taoist.
Therefore, after being slapped twice by the ghost bride, Wu Bin also became somewhat dazed.
Seeing Wu Bin was about to falter, Zheng Jie picked up a stick from the side and prepared to smash it on the ghost bride’s head.
Zhu Ling immediately stopped him.
"She’s merely possessed by a ghost, she hasn’t actually turned into one. If you hit her with this stick, won’t you just make it two ghosts?"
Upon hearing Zhu Ling’s words, Zheng Jie froze.
"Then what should I do now, I can’t just watch her kill someone, can I?"
As Zheng Jie hesitated, the ghost bride pulled a hairpin from her hair and thrust it toward Wu Bin.
Wu Bin, agile as he was, narrowly dodged the attack.
Even so, Wu Bin’s situation immediately became perilous.
Zhu Ling frowned, unsure of what to do next.
If he intervened, both the human and the ghost would die.
But if he did not intervene, Wu Bin might not last much longer.
Just as Zhu Ling hesitated about whether to intervene, the ghost bride kicked Wu Bin’s chest, pinning him down on the stone floor.
The ghost bride sneered, "I thought you really were a Taoist from somewhere. It turns out you’re just a fake. Well, I can’t be blamed, you can go and die!"
The ghost bride picked up the hairpin and was about to stab it into Wu Bin’s neck, when suddenly, a board beside them was violently shattered, and a peach wood sword lunged from the side, striking swiftly at the ghost bride’s wrist.
The moment the peach wood sword touched her wrist, the ghost bride screamed in agony, like being seared by a hot iron, instantly retracting her hand and hastily retreating.
"Master Wang!"
Seeing Wang Xing suddenly leap out from the side, Wu Bin was very surprised.
"How are you here?"
Wang Xing, holding the peach wood sword in front of Wu Bin, smiled and said, "I’ve always been watching your live stream. I noticed something was off, so I rushed over straight away. Luckily, I made it in time."
Zhu Ling could tell that Zheng Jie was surrounded by a heavy aura of yin, and naturally, Wang Xing could see it too.
So when he realized something was off, Wang Xing rushed over immediately.
However, since Wang Xing didn’t have a dedicated vehicle, his arrival was rather slow, almost failing to save Wu Bin in time.
"Another damn Taoist!"
Seeing Wang Xing ruining her plans, the ghost bride’s first reaction was to counterattack.
However, after she rushed over and clashed with Wang Xing, she instantly realized something was terribly wrong.
This Taoist before her seemed genuinely powerful, and not weak at that!
Most crucially, the Peach Wood Sword in Wang Xing’s hand was genuinely effective. Such a resolute and yang-infused Peach Wood Sword was a nemesis to a newly possessed female ghost!
She couldn’t even touch it, let alone block it!
Wang Xing was also very skilled. Every time the ghost bride reached out to grab him, he would dodge immediately and counterattack with the Peach Wood Sword at a very tricky angle.
After being stabbed three times in succession, the ghost bride couldn’t take it anymore.
Each stab dispersed much of the ominous energy surrounding her.
If all the ominous energy were to be dispersed, she wouldn’t just fail to possess the body; she might even disintegrate!
Realizing this, the ghost bride turned and fled, not bothering to tangle with Wang Xing any longer.
"Running? Did I allow that?"
Wang Xing quickly chased after her, taking three steps as if they were two, but the ghost bride was a bit faster and had the advantage.
Just as the ghost bride was about to jump out the window, her hands had just touched the window, not even pushing outward yet.
Instantly, the window flashed with golden light, propelling the ghost bride back.
It turned out that Wang Xing had stuck protective talismans on the window and the walls before he arrived, worried that the ghost bride might escape and cause more trouble.
After all, under normal circumstances humans can’t outrun ghosts. Trapping the ghost inside the studio was undoubtedly the best option.
Seeing her escape was hopeless, the ghost bride angrily exclaimed, "Even the Heavens show mercy! You, this stinky Taoist, I have no grudges against you, why must you force me into a deadly situation!"
Wang Xing sneered, "You have no grudge against them either, so why must you kill them? An evil ghost remains an evil ghost. As a Taoist, why do I need a reason to subdue you?"
"Now you either willingly leave this body, or I will help you out. Just that if I don’t hold back and end up pulverizing your soul, you can’t blame me."
Knowing the ghost bride wanted to stall for time, Wang Xing, even while speaking, never let down his guard and thrust his sword at the ghost bride once again.
Seeing that Wang Xing was resolute in not letting her go, the ghost bride let out a shriek. All the white silks in the studio came to life, rising up and swirling towards Wang Xing.
The Peach Wood Sword in Wang Xing’s hand was a threat to the ghost bride, but utterly useless against these white silks.
It took just over a dozen seconds for the white silks to bind Wang Xing’s hands and feet.
Wang Xing tried to struggle free, but the white silks kept piling on.
This was where the ghost bride showed her ferocity. As the white silks wound around Wang Xing’s neck, the ghost bride burst into a wild laugh.
"Stinky Taoist, you were so arrogant just now! I gave you a chance, but you refused to let me go, insisting on fighting to the death. Well, you can only blame yourself now."
"Go to hell!"
As the white silks were about to completely strangle Wang Xing, Wu Bin’s hand suddenly rested on the ghost bride’s shoulder from behind.
The ghost bride instantly felt incredibly weak and couldn’t stand properly anymore.
