Chapter 5 — Underworld Has Bluetooth Signal

Lady Huyet Sat looked at me, her voice carrying a bit of contemplation. I nodded slightly, neither arrogant nor self-conscious:

“Madam, you've said too much.”

I hugged the painting's neck and walked towards her step by step. The surrounding demons had evil eyes, full of provocation and murderous intent. We can feel the scent of traps in the air. A Vo walked closely behind me, always placing one hand on the paper Duong Dao at his waist. That's the new weapon my father burned for me after recently studying historical films. Walking to the middle of the yard, I stopped and placed the ancient painting on a stone table.

“I heard that the lady loves music, so this young lady has just arrived and specially prepared a song to make the lady happier.”

Lady Huyet Sat laughed, laughing until the flower branches trembled:

"Oh? Do you still know this? Then you should listen carefully."

Her mouth said so, but her eyes signaled her subordinates to prepare. I know that if there is something wrong with my music, or if they lose patience, the next second hundreds of demons will attack. I took a deep breath and placed my hands on the strings. At this moment, I suddenly felt my heart pounding, a strong sense of danger rising in my heart. I suddenly raised my head and saw the corner of Mrs. Huyet Sat's mouth curl up into a cruel smile. She snapped her fingers. In the blink of an eye, countless blood-red runes appeared on the surrounding ground, forming a giant formation, trapping me and A Vo inside. A strong stream of imprisoning power emanated from the formation. I felt my karma being withdrawn at an extremely fast speed, and my soul began to weaken.

“Ha ha ha, you naive brat, do you really think I will live peacefully with you?”

Lady Huyet Sat stood up and looked down at me from above.

“This ‘Soul Transformation Array’ is something I spent hundreds of years of effort to create, specifically used to deal with a new type of demon with abundant karma like you. In less than half an hour, your soul will be scattered!”

A Vo roared, pulled out his Tang knife and wanted to slash the formation, but the blade slashed against the light screen only emitting a string of sparks, and he himself was shocked and kept falling back. My strength quickly disappeared. Not to mention playing the piano, even standing was a bit difficult. The Desert Eagle behind my waist also became cold and ineffective. The formation here seems to be able to separate the connection between us and the earthly world. Our enormously powerful weapons have all turned into ordinary paper.

"Child, do you think that relying on the little toys of the world, you can claim to be king and dominion here? Today I will tell you, what is true despair."

Lady Huyet Sat walked towards me step by step, her eyes full of greed.

“Your karma, your weapons, they will all be mine!”

I sat on the ground, looking at her closer and closer, feeling helpless in my heart. Father, mother, this time daughter... maybe she will really disappoint you two. Just when my consciousness was about to become blurred, the image of my father mumbling in front of the grave suddenly flashed in my mind. He was clumsily fiddling with a strange paper object, muttering:

"Daughter, I saw online that this thing... is called... Bluetooth speaker is popular now? When you play the piano, use this to play background music, it must be very cool..."

That's a... speaker Paper Bluetooth, very classic design, large size. 5.

“Bluetooth speaker?”

Lady Huyet Sat heard my unconscious mumbling and laughed even more wildly:

"After death, will you still remember the things of this world? Don't dream anymore. This Soul Transformation Formation can separate all outside karma. Even if your parents burned a mountain of gold down here, they wouldn't be able to save you!"

What she said was not wrong. The Soul Transformation Formation is truly powerful, I can feel the connection between me and the earthly world has been severed. Guns, sports cars, all equipment that requires karma to operate, have become waste paper at this moment. But I looked at the ancient tree in front of me, then thought about the rustic Bluetooth speaker in my head, and a crazy thought suddenly arose. My father said, it was a Bluetooth speaker, used to play background music. Bluetooth… no wires needed. Isn't it just a wireless connection? Bluetooth in the positive world may not be able to penetrate the two realms of yin and yang, but "Bluetooth" is burned from my father's obsession and incense smoke, is there any difference? This is my only hope. I used all my last strength, sat cross-legged, and placed my hands back on the strings. Lady Huyet Sat saw that not only did she not ask for forgiveness, but she also took the posture of playing the piano, with a playful look on her face like a cat playing with a mouse:

"What's wrong? Do you want to play a funeral song for your sister?"

I didn't pay attention to her, just closed my eyes, concentrated all my spirit, calling over and over in my heart.

"Dad, do you hear? Turn on the music! Play... my favorite song!"

The graveyard, the cemetery. My father was squatting in front of my tombstone, next to a giant paper Bluetooth speaker. He held the phone in his hand, his face confused.

"Mr. Tran, is this yours in the end?" My mother asked worriedly next to me.

“Don't rush, I'm connecting... Hey, it's connected!”