Ch18 - Blood Pact

Wu Rong suddenly felt the yin qi that was pressing on his body leave, and screams of fear sounded from the entrance of the cave, followed by three grinning, snot and tearful people being thrown in front of Wu Rong like a pile of sacks.

These are…… the evil seedling people? 

Wu Rong recognized what they were wearing and stared sharply when he saw the gun in the strong man’s hand.

Sandpiper and clam fighting, the fishermen wins, what is there to not to understand?

 

 

“Do not kill me, do not, do not kill me!”

Begging for mercy and crying in pain, Chinese interspersed with Miao language, a hundred years of spiritual recovery, but the human fear of ghosts and monsters was still deeply rooted. These self-proclaimed hunters of evil Miao never thought that one day, they would be like those arrested and killed ‘prey’ like crying for mercy. 

Murderers are always killed.

 

The big ghost has no feelings, it kills like crushing a bug, before Wu Rong could react, the invisible hand sharply twisted off the heads of three. The headless cavity poofed to the ground and fell to his knees, facing the direction of the mural carving, as if to make amends to the Miao people killed by the evil Miao massacre. The splashed blood splattered the rock wall on the ground, and the Zhong Gu that flickered like police lights moved away in disgust. There was an abrupt blank where the blood was sprinkled.

While the big ghost in red did not move, Wu Rong grabbed the Zhong Gu. The egg was simply like a wandering son returning home, the fire and fury along with the wound into the body of Wu Rong. Wu Rong whispered the old Hmong words taught by Grandma Wu, guiding the Zhong Gu all the way to his heart to make a home. The parasite seeds have since become his native parasites and would stay there to be fed by the blood and follow Wu Rong’s orders.

Wu Rong felt a faint, almost inaudible little heartbeat, nestled next to his heart, he oddly subtle raised eyebrows.

 

This feeling is really a bit strange.

At the same time Wu Rong clearly felt the emotions transmitted by the Zhong Gu, intimacy to please and fear coexisted, the Zhong Gu was wining and crying, the heart in the left side of the chest, away from the big ghost in the left arm of Wu Rong, really too close.

‘Afraid, afraid afraid afraid afraid afraid! Mommie! Save! Save save save!’

 

Who are you calling mom? 

But now Wu Rong also had no time to calm the Zhong Gu, having just killed, a big ghost child full of hostility came over, a cold air directly wrapped Wu Rong, not pure cold when it first appeared, full of fierce killing intent, like a violent beast at the end of the road, full of crazy meaning. The same time the extremely cold breath touched the left chest of Wu Rong.

The Zhong Gu immediately did not dare to cry, shivering carefully from the left atrium to the right ventricle, as far away from the left, and then immediately faked death as if no longer moving, pretending that it did not exist. The cold air was still hesitantly covering the heart of Wu Rong, suspicious and aggressive to find traces of the Gu, the cold air was sharp as a knife, Wu Rong had no doubt that it can easily tear open his chest to dig out the heart.

“No.”

Wu Rong slapped at the mass of cold air, but his wrist was ‘caught’, and in a way he managed to divert the big ghost’s attention. The cold air rubbed at the wrist wound, because just struggling the wound collapsed and flowed blood again. 

Like a tyrant who does not allow resistance, the cold air slowly licked away the blood of Wu Rong. The dark red ghost pattern on the left arm gradually tended to deep red, the original blurred outline cleared down.

This ghost took the initiative to make a blood contract with Wu Rong.

There were many kinds of ghost breeders’ contracts, master and servant, offerings, partners, and the blood contract was undoubtedly one of the most primitive and savage, mostly in the early days of the spiritual ghost recovery, the first ghost breeders who mistakenly recovered ghosts figured out. Only full of malice, no reason, all driven by instincts of the evil ghosts will set a blood contract with people.

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Feeding evil ghosts with blood was very easy to backfire. To the modern society that now advocates the science of raising ghosts, signing a blood contract with ghosts was undoubtedly labeled as high-risk. 

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No matter what the contract, at least give a buffer period.

 

The big ghost was still licking the blood, the cold air made Wu Rong’s wrists itchy. With the signing of the blood contract, its body shape was gradually revealed in front of Wu Rong. Wu Rong still remembered the day he saw the big ghost red clothes, black hair, blood-stained and stunning. But now the big ghost is only a vague outline, the body is translucent, ready to dissipate. Just like the fog under the sun, fragile and light, the wind would blow away.

Wu Rong shook his head to dispel the thoughts in his mind. 

How could one move crush the three evil seedlings if it was really fragile.

“Can you understand?”

Wu Rong tried to communicate with him: “Blood can’t drink more, I will die.”

The big ghost did not respond at all, indifferent. Wu Rong tried several times, finally gave up communication, resigning to be pressed by the ghost to lick the blood, while not forgetting to observe. The shape of the big ghost was pasted into a ball, and he couldn’t see clearly even though he was covered with scars (from giving it his blood). His existence is really weak. If Wu Rong had not signed a blood contract with him, he would only feel a cold air. 

Looking carefully, Wu Rong wrinkled his brow. The big ghost’s eyes were tightly closed, thin lines of blood fell from the corners of the eyes, dripping over the pale cheeks. His lips were beautifully shaped, pale and indifferent, but they were sewn up with gold threads, soaked with blood, and could not be found without a closer look. At the same time his ears were pierced by gold needles, before death must be the lack of five senses, suffering from torture, to have such a great hostility resentment.

It may indeed not hear himself speak.

Even so, Wu Rong still felt it was beautiful. He usually did not feel anything about what people say is good-looking, the world is the same in his eyes, no matter how beautiful or ugly, the only thing that makes Wu Rong feel different is Fu Qing and the big ghost.

Fu Qing is the kind of cold and elegant good looks, as if the snow lotus growing on the ancient ice peaks, indifferent and lonely, such as a white crane is difficult to approach, was born with the Daoist looks. And the beauty of the big ghost is a very aggressive, colorful, aggressive, as a reckless burning red blood, never to go out. 

The two were very different, yet equally thrilling.

Unconsciously, Wu Rong heart beat faster and faster, no, not him, it was the Zhong Gu shivering more and more powerful, it was afraid, shivering in Wu Rong heart trembling, shivering made his heartbeat accelerate. The accelerated heartbeat made Wu Rong feel weak from blood loss, he shed too much blood to wake up the Gu, ordinary people should have fainted, followed by the blood contract with the big ghost.

The dizzy feeling of blood loss made Wu Rong’s nerves unconsciously relaxed, drowsy, in a trance. The big ghost brought crisis alert slowly replaced by another more instinctive and more primitive desire.

This ghost smells really good. 

Wu Rong discovered early that he had a strange hunger that could be caused by ghosts. From the first ghost boy, to those ghosts in the mountains of the Miao Region, and the ghosts cultivated by evil seedlings.

But he had never seen such pure and delicious ingredients as the big ghost. If those ghosts were rotten chicken wings and sour ribs, the big ghost was just like a cup of Buddha jumping over the wall.

It’s all my ghost (mine).

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I’ll eat a little but not too much. 

Wu Rong had a delirious analysis.

Anyway, I’ll taste a little.

 

The big ghost was too tightly pressed, the cold air ghost gas puffed his head and face, unbearable temptation. Wu Rong hard to wear grinding teeth, dizzy, finally driven by hunger, tried to gnaw.

Not counting ghost children and ghost mosquitoes, this was his first initiative to eat ghosts. Not much experience, like a newly teething child, half a day to gnaw down a cold hair. But just this little crumb, made Wu Rong’s “no matter how much he ate it couldn’t fill the empty hunger” instantly dissipate. Not only full, but also a little bracing. At the same time, his soul was flooded with a never-ending greed. 

As if a voice in the ear tempting urging.

Eat, eat a little more.

If you eat it, you will have unprecedented power, invincible, and by then……

The voice did not have time to continue the temptation, Wu Rong was awakened by a burst of pain. 

The Zhong Gu scared tears were falling, it was still an egg, just an unborn child, can not withstand the oppression of the great ghost, struggling through the contract desperately reminded Wu Rong.

Recovering the Zhong Gu was not the end. He has to choose one from the poison insects. Cong Gu can be used by Wu Rong before the hatching of the Zhong Gu, and can form a wonderful symbiotic relationship with the Zhong Gu, so that the Zhong Gu can grow and hatch healthily.

In the past, the ancestors of the Wu clan had Zhong Gu and four from the original Gu species, different uses, all had the strength of the Zhong Gu King. If Wu Rong wants to choose, he also chooses from the four original descendants of Gu.

The big ghost disappeared at some point and returned to Wu Rong’s left arm. He picked up the knife that fell to the ground and walked around the evil seedling corpse towards the fork in the road. The four primitive follower parasites were the White Jade Toad, the Double Hook Golden Scorpion, the Black Rock Wolf Spider and the Peach Blossom Guardian. It was reasonable to say that after the recovery of the Zhong Gu these Gu would be summoned to appear in front of him, but Wu Rong walked in the cavern two rounds, but did not see the shadow of a half of the Gu. 

Bang! Bang Bang Bang!

The cavern trembled, the Qingling Zhong Gu guarding the entrance of the cave roughly knocked on the rocks with the snake tail to urge. The time was almost up, the exit would open at the first rooster sound, Wu Rong must leave in time, otherwise they would have to wait for the next sacrifice.

Qingling Zhong Gu’s brute force hit the cave roof, debris crackling down, Wu Rong was in the flower corridor, he wanted to collect a strong offensive scorpion Zhong Gu spider. Seeing the debris like hail falling, he close to the rock wall to avoid, just at this time, a silk wobbling from the cave roof hanging down, very hard to fall in front of the face of Wu Rong.

Click. 

The little spider, which had struggled so hard to get out of its cocoon, tapped its forelimbs intimately and greeted Wu Rong.

Wu Rong had never seen such a small spider, not much bigger than a sesame grain, like just hatched, the shell is still translucent, eyes round and bright, like a few dots with an ink pen. Just Wu Rong’s breathing will blow it wobbly, with swinging like.

Chen! (sound of drums)

The little spider leaped upward a section, as if something on the cavern panicked and tried to hook it back. But the speed of its hooked silk was not as fast as the little spider desperately put silk, and back in front of Wu Rong’s face. 

Ka ka ka!

Forget it, let it be.

 

Seeing the cavern shake more and more powerful, Wu Rong bit through his finger and reached out to the little spider. Blood drops were bigger than it, the little spider drinked the belly roll, a little faint leap of childish thoughts went the bottom of Wu Rong heart.

It, it wants to live in a painted clay pot, padded with hay kind! 

“Yes.”

Wu Rong promised, the little spider was happy to spit silk, untutored hidden to Wu Rong nail crevices, with silk fixed himself. Under the increasingly violent impact of the Qingling Gu, Wu Rong left the old Miao cave and was carried back to reality by the Qingling Gu.

“They’re out!”

After guarding the firepit all night, everyone in the fortress had a tired look on their faces, but when Wu Rong returned all the fatigue was washed away by joy! 

“Wu Rong recovered the Zhong Gu, he succeeded!”

It was not yet dawn, the fire pit was still burning, and the atmosphere was full of joy. The song was heard, like a lark taking wing, the Zhong Gu was hope for the village, was the devout faith from the bloodline, for a village besieged by evil seedlings, on the verge of extinction was the unparalleled good news!

Ai Qiao smiling for him, serving blood tonic herbs, many young Miao men and women dancing from the heart, to Wu Rong, performed an ancient salute. The old man laughed out loud, full of joyful smoking bags, and his eyes were narrowed with laughter. Grandma Wu walked to Wu Rong with the help of Bai Gu and carefully examined.

“Still a boy.” 

Grandma’s tone was as usual but the tightly frow on the frown relaxed.

“If it turns out to be a girl, Cui Cui will have to tear me, the old woman.”

“Ah Rong has the bloodline of the Wu family, he must be lucky.”

The village old man laughed and teased: “Is Bai Gu right? Is Wu Rong lucky?” 

“Bai Gu? Why are you not speaking?”

Bai Gu stared dead behind Wu Rong, pupils earthquake.

Did he see wrong.

Why would there be fifty ragged, cowering, dead-looking miserable evil seedling ghosts following behind Wu Rong! 

The author has something to say:

Bai Gu: I underestimated, Wu Rong this person is as scary as this!

 

Wu Rong: really fragrant, hey really fragrant!

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