Ch40 - Chirp, chirp

 

Wu Rong and Chi Fangfang made an appointment for dinner, but in fact, not long after he and Fu Qing separated, Wu Rong arrived at the cafeteria at about two or three o’clock. Most of the stalls were closed, only one or two people who made flour pancakes remained. Wu Rong walked around, and randomly found a seat by the window to sit down.

 

 

The human-faced spider, like a white sesame seed, crawled onto the table in front of Wu Rong, spinning around in circles, making itself dizzy.

‘Sweet, fragrant, hungry!’ 

Since the human-faced spider was not his Gu, and its communication with Wu Rong was also vague. Initially, Wu Rong didn’t notice its abnormality, but it irritated the little spider with its anxious crawling around, and was pressed down and beaten hard. It was only once the inner voice of the black rock tarantula entered his mind, did Wu Rong realize the strangeness of the human-faced spider.

 

To make it greedy like this, there must be something significant in the cafeteria, maybe it was another ghost. That’s why Wu Rong came to the cafeteria early and let it out.

But even after night fell, and once Chi Fangfang had started moving towards the meeting spot, the human-faced spider still did not even see a ghost mouse despite searching for a long time—— Master Hui Xin had dealt with all the resentful meats before leaving, he chanted scriptures to drive away the resentment. The only thing left to do after that was to deal with the tainted water. Once Hui Xin and Kang Jianbai fished out Wang Lengliu’s body in the water room, the water was purified and the issue was resolved.

The human-faced spider felt lonely. Finally, though it was unknown where it found it, it brought back half a bowl of water that was not purified and shook it on Wu Rong’s table. Timidly letting Wu Rong see it first, before showing it to the black rock wolf spider. Seeing that no one was interested in it, it shrunk down and jumped into the water, like a piece of dandruff floating, and started drinking the water.

 

The Human-faced spider had been starved before, so it was easy to feed, and it ate even when there was little yin qi, but it was timid, and couldn’t drink the water without feeling some unrest. After taking a sip carefully, it looked at Wu Rong, looked at the little spider, and then took another sip. It had not yet finished drinking when Chi Fangfang arrived. When she wiped the table, she regarded it as a bowl that had not been cleaned up at noon, and poured its contents out into the swill bucket, including the human-faced spider.

“It’s strange, Ren Xiaotong said that today’s lunch was all vegetarian.”

Chi Fangfang rambled on and tried to chat with Wu Rong,

 

“I remember you like braised pork ribs.” 

As soon as Wu Rong heard the mention of braised pork ribs, Wu Rong thought of the White Bone Ghost King, and stopped beating around the bush. He asked, “Why don’t you like Mr. Ye?”

During the first meeting, and when he was in the dormitory, Wu Rong repeatedly told Fu Qing to be more careful. Wu Rong sensed Chi Fangfang’s abnormal hostility towards him.

“Róngróng, are you really in love with Teacher Ye?”

Chi Fangfang’s eyes were red, her slender eyebrows were frowning, and she was about to cry, aggrieved she said: “Róngróng, please don’t fall in love with Mr. Ye.” 

“Why?”

Wu Rong doesn’t know how to coax a crying girl, even if Chi Fangfang was a being equivalent to a female ghost. When Wu Rong’s father had just passed away, his mother had to support the shouyi store, take care of his father’s funeral and take care of Wu Rong. No matter how strong a woman is, she would be at a loss when encountering such sudden changes. Wu Rong had got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and saw that there was no one in the master bedroom at such a late hour, and the living room was dark. His mom was sitting on the sofa by herself. Wiping away tears while looking at a picture of his father.

It was the silent kind of crying, with shoulders shaking and tears falling in succession. But the next day, she acted as if nothing had happened, even urging and scolding Wu Rong to come down to eat quickly, and to leave for school when he was full.

Wu Rong didn’t go to school that day, he had skipped class, taught a lesson to some classmates who liked to talk sarcastically, and then went to Brother Bao’s to look after the place and make money. 

After so many years, he is still helpless when he sees a woman crying silently, but since his face is stern and his eyes are cold, no one can tell.

Chi Fangfang didn’t perceive Wu Rong’s true emotions from the cold “why”. Instead, the cold tone made her afraid of angering Wu Rong, so she didn’t dare cry anymore, and wiped away her tears with a hoarse voice: “I-It’s because I’m afraid that you will be sad in the future, and that he will hurt you.”

 

“Really, really Róngróng, I’m doing it for your own good, we are different from Teacher Ye.”

Ding Ling—— 

The phone rang, and Chi Fangfang choked back any more words she wanted to say, looking at Wu Rong sadly. He ignored Chi Fangfang, took out his cell phone and looked at it. It turned out to be a call from Fu Qing.

“Hello?”

“Su Jingjing’s resentful soul has disappeared.”

Fu Qing’s words stirred Wu Rong’s heart, and then his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. 

Rakshasa game? Numbers 1,2,3, and 4? Three women and one man?

So far, Su Jingjing is number 2, Xu Tao is number 3, and Wang Lengliu is number 4. Liu Hu didn’t really kill Su Jingjing, her soul was still there, maybe it’s because the amethyst bracelet was in the vortex of Yin Qi, therefore Su Jingjing’s soul was not swallowed by the ”Tiankeng” because of the special location of the corpse in the sewer.

To exist is to be alive.

Now No. 2 kills No. 3, No. 3 kills No. 4, and there’s still a woman missing. After killing Su Jingjing, she would be No. 1. 

Liu Hu will attack No. 1.

“Su Jingjing may look for you.”

Her resentful soul had suddenly disappeared from Fu Qing’s grasp, someone must have tampered with it in advance. So far, the only things known to be related to Su Jingjing are her body, the bracelet, and the Bone Bell that controlled her before. The bone bell is in the hands of Kang Jianbai, regardless of reality or his current status, Kang Jianbai is a man. You Yingfa was also suspected, but he is also a man.

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Chi Fangfang didn’t seem to notice anything unusual, and waited for him to finish the call, like an angry daughter-in-law. Seeing that Wu Rong hung up the phone suddenly, she wondered, “What’s wrong?”

What was wrong. 

Suddenly, Wu Rong looked up and saw Su Jingjing lying on the fan in the cafeteria, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of malice. Her body was also pale, and her flesh was swollen and soft, as if soaked in dirty water, with wriggling white worms embedded in her. She opened her mouth wide, her incredibly slender tongue wobbled down, and tied a knot at the end, just big enough to fit Wu Rong’s head through.

After death, Su Jingjing and the hanged ghost she raised merged into one body. It may be because she was only half way through raising her ghost. Only the upper body of her ghost was still intact, and the lower part was scorched black, as if it had been burned by a raging fire. It looked ugly and scary.

 

If Liu Hu was the main mastermind behind the scenes, whether Su Jingjing came here and killed Wu Rong or whether she was killed by Wu Rong conversely, he would be part of the game nonetheless. From the very beginning, Wu Rong felt that Liu Hu had deep hostility towards him, especially after getting rid of Kang Jianbai’s pursuit, he became more unscrupulous in his actions. Even if there was no Rakshasa game layout, he would not let Wu Rong go.

There’s always a solution to a problem. The relic beads on Wu Rong’s wrist became hot, but this time Su Jingjing was not affected in any way. Now Su Jingjing had completely lost her will, and had become a completely resentful soul. This kind of resentful soul is the strongest, but also the weakest, and can be killed easily. After being discovered by Wu Rong, she had lost her chance at winning. 

The little spider, who had just won against the human-faced spider, had not lost its fighting spirit, and asked to battle with arrogance, but was suppressed by Wu Rong. Even without using the big ghost and little spider in his left arm, as long as Wu Rong remotely commanded the green spirit gu to swallow Su Jingjing’s body, this extremely fragile resentful soul will dissipate.

To kill her, or not to kill her?

Seeing Wu Rong looking at her, Su Jingjing’s dark eyes became more malicious and resentful, the hanging rope dangled, trying to put itself around Wu Rong’s neck. This is the most powerful move of the hanged ghost. The hanging rope was covered with mucus, and the space in the central round rope loop was covered with a layer of film, it was like a loop stained with foamy liquid, or a mirror, reflecting light and reflecting Wu Rong’s figure.

If the person caught by the hanging rope ring was weaker than the hanged ghost, they would be hanged directly. It wouldn’t need to be as complicated as it was now, and the rope ring would be put around Wu Rong’s neck bit by bit. The rope circle reflected Wu Rong’s figure, as well as his back. 

Wu Rong was taken aback.

There was nothing behind him, and there was no one there.

There was no Chi Fangfang, there was only a puddle of bloody mud on the table, piled up into a skeleton-like human face with a bloody mouth open.

Wa——! ! ! 

The ear-piercing screams of the resentful soul before its demise could not be heard by ordinary people, and the hanging rope mutated into by its tongue was completely bitten off by an unknown existence. Amid the screams, Su Jingjing’s resentful soul was shattered and annihilated inch by inch, turning into ashes. Wu Rong suddenly turned his head to look at Chi Fangfang, and saw that she was chewing something very hard, as if it was not easy to bite.

“Today’s food is really too old to bite.”

Sensing Wu Rong’s gaze, she smiled shyly and swallowed it with her neck stuck. Pushing the food in front of him aside, she said anxiously and earnestly: “You shouldn’t eat such filthy, tattered food.”

“The food in the cafeteria is not well done today. If you don’t like it, come back to my place in the evening and I will treat you to delicious food. ” 

As if thinking of something good, Chi Fangfang blushed, with water in her eyes, looking at Wu Rong with affection. But even though her gaze was as soft and warm as spring water, it couldn’t melt the extremely cold ice that was Wu Rong. Chi Fangfang was acting off, Wu Rong thought of the lump of blood mud he saw in the rope circle just now, it stands to reason that Chi Fangfang should have died in the early morning. Everywhere in the Tiankeng is dangerous, but the events are always repeated according to the rules, otherwise it would not become a testing place.

Who broke the rules? Chi Fangfang had undergone a sudden change just now, which was really abnormal. If the blood mud was really her, if she killed Su Jingjing, she would become No. 1 in the Rakshasa game, and the person Liu Hu has to deal with would be her by mistake.

At the most critical moment, Wu Rong had not felt the slightest bit of malice from her, even from when he first entered the Tiankeng, and what she said just now was also ambiguous. Does it refer to the hunger in reality, or is it the kind that comes from the soul, wanting to eat ghosts… hunger?

“What is your purpose?” 

Hearing Wu Rong’s question, Chi Fangfang’s face turned white. She was at a loss. She twisted her skirt with her fingers and dared not look at Wu Rong. Her voice was like a gnat: “I… I just want you to be well fed.”

Puff!

 

Liu Hu, with a sullen expression, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was sallow like gold paper, his body was so ugly that he nearly fell down, and he gritted his teeth to maintain his balance.

“Why is it? Why was Su Jingjing killed by it?” 

“Quickly continue digging.”

An impatient soft voice sounded from his left arm, Liu Hu immediately picked up the shovel again as if in fear, spit, and continued to dig. He was in a strange place, the sky was dark and gloomy, and there were black particles floating in the air, like the ashes of something that had been burnt by a fire.

Liu Hu stood on the hillside of the barren mountain. This place was very desolate and remote. There were several wild graves near Liu Hu’s feet, most of which had been dug up, leaving only the one under his feet and the one in the center with the golden talisman on it.

Liu Hu used all his strength, he dug open the grave after a few shovels and a black cricket with a flat head jumped out. This kind of cricket is small, black and flat from its back to its forehead, and likes to stay under shady stones. There are many in graveyards, and they are called “coffin boards” in the countryside. Before it could jump away, Liu Hu slapped the coffin board to death with a shovel, shoveled it aside, and dug down more cautiously, stopping after a while.

“The bottom is all plaster.”

“Okay, stop, don’t shovel the plaster. Even the king of heaven will not be able to save you when the time comes.”

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The mood of the feminine male voice improved, and the tone sounded delicate. Even Liu Hu, who was used to hearing it for a long time, was dazed for a moment: “Is your real body buried here?” 

He was referring to the grave in the center where the golden amulet was pasted. Liu Hu didn’t dare to approach, so he salivated at the golden talisman on the grave from a distance. Different from Taoist runes, this rune was printed with a grimace of a Luo Cha, a glaring Vajra, and a Taoist priest drawn on it with blood. From a distance, it looks like an ordinary talisman. But when you look closely, you can find that there wasn’t the slightest hint of the Buddha’s spirit on it. The evil aura was bloody, and after looking at it for a long time, it felt like a tiger with a white forehead and dangling eyes, rushing towards him with its bloody mouth wide open.

“Your eyes are shallow. You dare to look at the Tantric Tiger Subduing Talisman. Be careful!”

The feminine male voice laughed and cursed, and suddenly changed his tone: “Oh, my little darling, my little darling is hungry.”

“Hurry up, feed it some meat, damn it, why are you so blind!” 

The flesh on Liu Hu’s face shook, but he dared not contradict him. He put down his shovel, picked up the plastic bag beside the mound, and took out half a bloody heart from it. Almost as soon as he took it out with his left arm, he could hardly wait before the dog came up his arm to bark and snort. Until now, the tattoo of the vicious dog on Liu Hu’s left arm had become more and more complete. Its body crossed Liu Hu’s chest, and his raised tail reached his right shoulder.

Sometimes Liu Hu could feel the tremor in his left arm, as if another heart was beating inside, which was frightening.

“Okay, look at your cowardice.”

When the dog’s tattoo devoured the heart, it even licked the blood on Liu Hu’s arm. The soft voice sounded lazily again: “Do you think I don’t care about you?” 

Liu Hu didn’t make a sound, took off his shirt and silently looked down at the tattoo on his chest. In the past, the vicious dog tattoo was only a dog’s head, but now the body is basically complete, and there are more patterns on the back of the neck. At first glance, the stripes look like a tiger’s, but if you look at them from a distance, you can find a pattern, which altogether looks like a horizontal half-faced fox head.

“If it weren’t for me, you would have been caught by the little policeman, how could you hide in the gap between the Tiankengs? When you go out and kill the last person tonight, throw her head into the whirlpool. The crack running from the small Tiankeng to the Great Tiankeng will naturally open, and then the Yin Qi torrent will wash away the Tiger Subduing Talisman. I will swallow the ghost dog king with this method, and you will be completely liberated after it is reincarnated.”

 

Liberated.

Hearing this word, Liu Hu shuddered, and he didn’t know whether it was in excitement or fear. But thinking of the powerful power promised to him by Hu Xian after his resurrection, the hesitation in his heart gradually disappeared. His breathing became heavier and his eyes were red, his only rationality was faltering: “But now No. 1 has become Chi Fangfang, I …” 

“Idiot, what are you afraid of if you have me?”

“Go ahead and get ready.”

Hearing what he said, Liu Hu really stopped asking, picked up the shovel and began to work again. The shirt that was taken off when feeding the dog was not worn again, the vicious dog tattoo seemed to be moving with intelligence under the undulating muscles, but the most clear and conspicuous part was the fox head on the dog’s back, with a curved fox mouth and long and narrow fox eyes, seemingly laughing.

“Stupid thing, just a little fox’s breath will fascinate you so much that you can't find the north.” 

“Hungry, I’m so hungry. After all these years, human blood has become sour and smelly… No.”

Hu Xian remembered Wu Rong, whom he met from time to time, the foxy eyes narrowed slightly, showing a hint of salivation: “After I get out, I must have a good drink.”

“Wuwu——”

The evil dog’s tattooed bark distracted Hu Xian’s attention: “Good dog, good dog, you are a loyal dog, but Liu Hu is a fool. You know the owner doesn’t look like a tough one, but don’t worry, good dog. When I eat you, I will kill them both.” 

“Don’t worry, being killed by me is not only painless, but also a kind of enjoyment.”

“Bork wuu…”

“Where is a dog barking? It’s so strange. Did I start to hear hallucinations at such a young age?”

Huang Mao dug his ears, puzzled, and returned to his villa in a daze. As soon as the door opened, the atmosphere was in full swing, and boys with colorful hair and drinking skewers boisterously booed and winked: “Brother Chen is back!” 

“Has the Empress Dowager been sent off?!”

“Of course, don’t underestimate your brother Chen… hiss, that monkey grandson turned the air conditioner on so low, it’s killing me!”

A cold air rushed in from Huang Mao’s ankles, and the cold Huang Mao shivered, the hair on his back standing up. Today, Wu Rong’s mother came to find him. After hearing this, Huang Mao hurriedly went to receive her, and coaxed her saying that brother Rong was raising ghosts and on retreat (the trial was too dangerous, Wu Rong didn’t tell his mother, and asked Huang Mao to help hide it). After doing this, Mother Wu was dubiously persuaded to leave.

Huang Mao closed the door, walked over to the table with a smack of his mouth, and picked up a can of cold beer pouring it down his throat. 

“Great!”

“Brother Chen, broadcasting will start soon, the live broadcast will start in No. 3 live broadcast room!”

 

“Huh? Is that right?”

Huang Mao took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He squeezed the younger brothers into the couch and said, “Shut up! Brother is going to start the live broadcast. Pay attention to the quality each of you!” 

The Tiankeng live broadcast allows various anchors to broadcast commentary, since the incident on Highway 9 happened, Huang Mao didn’t want to have any interaction with Liu Bao anymore. He was not interested in making livestreams now. It just so happened that Wu Rong went to a Tiankeng for a trial this time. Huang Mao felt relieved and simply explained the live broadcasts of Tiankengs to him.

Even if what he commentated was bullshit to the viewers, the Tiankeng’s tricks, coupled with his funny jokes, had attracted a group of viewers, and there were many people in his live broadcast room every day.

It’s a pity that no matter how keen Huang Mao’s eyes were, he couldn’t find out which live broadcast room his Brother Rong was in. Considering Wu Rong’s character, it was estimated that Brother Rong had no interest in live broadcasting at all.

“I thought Brother Chen had to watch Brother Rong’s live broadcast room for everything, why are you looking at beautiful women?” 

Huang Mao skillfully cut to live broadcast room No. 3, and a pure and beautiful female high school girl in school uniform appeared on the TV projection screen. A younger brother exclaimed in a low voice: “Wow, Brother Chen has quite good eyesight, and this beauty is so good-looking.”

“What’s your name, Wu Rong? Hey, it’s a good name, and we have a good relationship with Brother Rong! ”

The younger brothers here whispered for a small meeting, and finally fell silent after being stared at by Huang Mao. They laughed and watched the live broadcast quietly. Huang Mao’s eloquence was also amazing, a few words can stir up the atmosphere in the live broadcast room. But no one knew that his smile was a little stiff.

It’s so cold, why is it so cold, like there are ice cubes lying on my legs? 

Huang Mao couldn’t see the ghost dog king who squeezed in through the gap between his legs just now, and now he was lying on his lap, staring at the live broadcast with special concentration, his tail dangling, making Huang Mao feel chilly all over. He suppressed his sneeze, watched Wu Rong and the number one victim Chi Fangfang walking after dinner in the live broadcast room, and shivered. He couldn’t help himself as he leaned towards the little brothers.

There is nothing unclean in this house.

“Go back, don’t delay the afternoon class.”

At the foot of Longhu Mountain, a group of Taoist priests, who were rarely seen on weekdays, gathered around, all dressed in Taoist robes, with solemn and respectful expressions. The few middle-aged or elderly Taoist priests at the front were peaceful and imposing, and they were all Taoists of the Xuan family. Their strength was unfathomable, and they were all ranked within the top twenty in the world. They can be said to be the pillars of the Longhu Mountain Taoism. 

The young Taoist priests standing behind them all had bright eyes and outstanding postures, and they were all rare geniuses outside. They stood together like a flock of white cranes, all of them looked very good.

Now they are all respectful and salute together.

“Respectfully send off Martial Uncle/Grandfather.”

“Go back.” 

The voice of the person who was so solemnly sent off by them was gentle and sweet, and just one sentence seemed to contain a supreme meaning. He was wearing a gray and white crane cloak embroidered with dark patterns, and held a dust whisk in his hand. He was about twenty years old but already had white hair tied up with a Taoist scarf, like a handful of ice and snow. And his appearance was also like ice and snow, without a trace of blemish, handsome and elegant, only a little dark red on his forehead, like a fairy boy descending to earth.

His eyes were clear and bottomless, with a sense of being out of this world, as if he could see through the past and future of a person at a glance. Originally, he looked aloof and cold, but the corners of his lips were naturally raised, with a three-point smile, very gentle.

 

“Master Ling Yun, please get in the car.”

“Thank you.” 

The man in uniform with sharp eyebrows opened the rear door for him personally. His masculinity was extraordinary, his actions were swift and resolute, and he had a military demeanor.

“Director Wu. Martial Uncle, he was exhausted from deducing Tianji a few days ago and needs more rest.”

“I will take good care of Master Ling Yun.”

The man nodded solemnly and gave a military salute. Deputy Bureau Zheng who presided over the No. 444 Tiankeng trial and Wu Hongxin, the director of the General Public Security Bureau of Yungui District, came all the way to Longhu Mountain in person just to pick up this distinguished guest. 

Master Ling Yun, the current head of the Yun family in Longhu Mountain, was good at deducing secrets, although he was young, he was the person with the highest seniority. If Great Master Fu was alive, Master Ling Yun would call him “Martial Uncle”. This time, the Yungui District Public Security Bureau solemnly invited him here, precisely regarding the matter of the Lantern Ghost King.

“Master Ling Yun, take a good rest.”

This extended version of the Hongqi car was specially made, using the craftsmanship of a train that shuttles between ghost realms, with runes engraved on the mezzanine, the rear seat was extremely spacious, and the front was completely closed. The concealment was extremely high, almost equivalent to a quiet room, which was exclusively for Master Ling Yun to rest. 

It is said that he spent too much time deducing the secrets of the sky, and spent most of his time in meditation on weekdays.

After getting into the car, Master Ling Yun was polite and alienated, he had a short chat with Director Wu before closing his eyes. Director Wu was kind and did not bother him, and left his private space to Master Ling Yun.

The talisman started buzzing, and then the space where Master Ling Yun was went silent immediately.

After a while, Master Ling Yun opened one eye. 

Snap!

A purple talisman was pasted on to ensure that the sound would not leak. Master Ling Yun’s expression finally came alive. He sighed, threw away his whisk, took out his mobile phone from his sleeve, and with ease clicked on the name “Huangmao Takes You to See Tiankeng” live broadcast room.

“The Mourning Ghost is still doing a live broadcast. Calculating the time, he and my king should still be human now.”

“Bah, what is ‘my king’! It’s the ghost king, the ghost king——ah!” 

Master Ling Yun’s face was downcast, frowning: “After being an undercover agent for more than 20 years, even if I come back, I can’t change my words.”

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Don’t worry, Liu Hu will be killed~

Master Lingyun, the military advisor of the Rong Gang, dedicated his life loyally, threw his body and blood away, and died to protect the ghost king! Although his voice was hoarse before he died: “I am… an undercover agent”, none of the righteous villains believed him, and the ghost king Shan Rong personally praised his loyalty! 

Loyalty! Master Lingyun!

 

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