Don't Be a Kept Man

Chapter 97: CH 97


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Night was falling, as like an inkstone that had been overturned. The remaining light was being swallowed up at the edges of the sky as Xun Chuan stared at the endless trail of cars below him on the footbridge. Taking the chance when Yan Yu was not paying attention, he poofed into a black cloud. When he did so, the old man in the stall across from them suddenly moved, bending his back to start packing up for home.

Liu Chang Min had just stepped away from a business dinner and was stumbling in a drunken haze, with his driver trying to help him into the car. He was so drunk out of his mind that he never realized that the car was driving somewhere more remote, a road that did not lead to his home at all.

The driver’s gaze seemed to be glazed over and he robotically stopped the car, 

“Chairman Liu, we have arrived.”

“Hmmm……are we there……”

Liu Chang Min fumbled his way out of the car. As he did so, a night breeze blew by and temporarily broke him out of his hazy mind. Blinking out of it, his eyes suddenly took in the empty ghost town of buildings that were set to be demolished and rebuilt before him. At his feet were scattered sprinkles of crushed cement bricks and as he stumbled around in confusion he tripped on some of the debris, rolling around like a ball.

“Tm you know how to drive!”1 

Liu Chang Min climbed back up from the ground, about to blow his top off. He was going to rage against his driver, but he was instead shocked by the sight of emptiness all around him. There was no car, only a half demolished building standing in front of him. The wind seemed to be carrying the sounds of a woman’s screaming in its breeze, and cold sweat dripped down his back.

He frantically wanted to leave, but his eyes suddenly caught sight of a white shadowy figure by a nearby pile of rubbish slowly crawling towards him. Slowly, slowly, scratching the floor as it crawled as if the footsteps pressing closer were like the god of death’s.

A subtle gaze seemed to be silently watching him from beyond and everywhere, and Liu Chang Min was gripped by fear. He didn’t even care to look at whatever that white thing was and just ran for his life. He ran and ran while trying to call his driver, but the signal on his phone never seemed to be able to connect. Not a single phone call could be made and in one moment his stomach and legs started to weaken.

The residential buildings around here looked to be about half dismantled, in broken states of themselves. Liu Chang Min ran and ran, for a very long time, but he could not for the life of him find the exit. 

If he turned his head around for one second however, he would have found that the white shadowy figure was always right behind him, and it was inching closer and closer. Underneath the moonlight, her corroded and terrifying face could be seen very clearly, accompanied by a low guttural laugh.

“You wait for me……I’m going to be there soon……”

“Wait for me……”

She slowly crawled on the ground, leaving a trail of blood behind. Liu Chang Min was so terrified that fluids were coming out from the lower half of his body. He couldn’t even walk and he fell, clumsily crawling backwards on the ground to try and escape, 

“What are you! Don’t come over! Don’t come over! AH AH AH AH AH AH HELP! IS THERE ANYONE!!”

He was overflowing with fluids and no one could tell if it was tears or sweat. Until a sticky rotten hand suddenly grasped his foot and Liu Chang Min woke up from a dream-like trance, snatching a brick off the ground beside him to hit that female ghost’s head ruthlessly.

“Pang–!”

Like the sound of a head being cracked open.

“Pang–!”

Like some sort of liquid was flying out.

“Pang–!”

That hand finally let go of his leg.

“Ha ha ha, so what if I raise my own little ghosts. Aren’t you also that man’s own little raised ghost? Why don’t you follow this old man rather than that sickly bastard.”

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The old man thought Xun Chuan was Yan Yu’s own raised little ghost.2

Xun Chuan tried to force his way out, but the moment any part of his body touched the barrier, it would corrode him to the bone. From the amount of pain that reaction caused him, he began to curl up and his face turned even whiter than it already was.

The old man was about to finish his curse, as if preparing to take in his soul. He faintly smiled as he looked at him, 

“It is your misfortune to meet me. You can’t get out. Give up and don’t think otherwise. If you don’t want your soul to fly away, stay obedient……”

He didn’t get to finish when all of a sudden, his body swayed. Following his thunderous fall, smoke and dust flew everywhere before revealing a man standing right behind him.

Yan Yu lifted his eyes, looking silently at Xun Chuan as his chest heaved unevenly, almost as if he had sprinted here. His breathing was also uneven and he threw aside the brick in his hand, stepping closer into the dark of the night.

The ghost baby on the floor screamed when it saw him and aggressively flew over towards Yan Yu. It opened its mouth, viciously biting into his hand, but the next second it was being corroded through by his blood and began to shriek in pain. Yan Yu was emotionless as he squeezed its throat and with the flash of a talisman, the shape of that baby dissipated in a cloud of black smoke. Replacing his body in Yan Yu’s hand was a transparent black pearl full of resentment.

Seeing this Yan Yu slightly furrowed his eyebrows and with a flip of his wrist, slipped that pearl into his pocket. He then lifted his hand for a spell and waved away the barrier around Xun Chuan.

Half of Xun Chuan’s face was in its skeletal form, and he rose up from the ground with great difficulty. His hands felt like they were dropped into a fire and corrosion could be seen visibly spreading all over.

Yan Yu took a look at Liu Chang Min who was already dead and said in an indecipherable tone, 

“You came here to kill?”

Xun Chuan reached out to touch his face and then put his hand down at his words. He sensitively felt that the thickening air around him and he fakely smiled as he said, 

“I’m a malicious ghost……. malicious ghosts that can’t kill people, can they be called malicious?”

The old man on the ground twitched and let out a painful cough. He seemed to be waking up and Yan Yu didn’t even look at him before coldly making him faint again with a kick.

Xun Chuan suffered a heavy injury and his body shape was shifting between a ghost and a human. Yan Yu seemed to want to pull him over but he was swatted away by Xun Chuan. His pair of eyes were viciously glaring at Yan Yu, as if he was a creature being driven into a corner, 

“I don’t need you to care! I am someone who likes to kill people! One day or another, I will even kill you!”

He was full of thorns at this moment, and he was screaming from the bottom of his heart. Yan Yu wiped away the blood on the back of his hand and forcefully grabbed onto Xun Chuan’s wrist. With a low and heavy tone to his voice, he said, 

“Come back with me.”

“I won’t go!”

Notes:

*1 tm: If you ever see “tm”, it’s taking the first letters of the sound of your/his/her/their mother, which is along the line of swears like motherfucker/piece of dumbshit/fuck etc.

*2  Apparently originating from Thailand, it’s basically taking on this belief of “raising a small ghost”, specifically a child’s soul (who obviously passed away or died), and sealing them into a specifically made plate or figurine model, to use to fulfill your wishes. This is supposed to use up your own luck, which obviously ends poorly for the person, but the good thing is that this “child” will listen to all your commands and fulfill your wishes.

The other caveat of this has been said that to sustain the “child”‘s life, it will require blood. The more it grows the more blood it will need. Some ways to get this “child” is to curse an unborn child still in a pregnant woman by cursing it before it dies or by forcing the unborn baby to die in the womb or when they have died but their soul still remains in the spirit realm, etc. etc. So anyway, it has very bad connotation – there’s more but it’s mostly been covered by articles of “celebrities” and saying they are using such things to boost their popularity, so it’s a bit harder to find the original sources.

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