CHAPTER 53: CHAPTER 36: ONLY THESE ARE LEFT (2)

Sang Que put down the box in her hand, "Xu Yichao, you take her out of the village first, there might be danger here."

Just as Xu Yichao nodded, Sister Hong cried out emotionally, "No, I have three friends still in the village, I won’t leave without finding them."

Sang Que raised her phone, the screen showing the recording interface, "I recorded what you just said, if anything happens, it has nothing to do with me, you can stay or leave, just don’t interfere with me."

Sister Hong and Xu Yichao were taken aback, mouths agape, not knowing what to say, watching Sang Que deftly open the box, take out the hunting bow and arrow quiver, slinging them on her back, and finally drawing out a Tang Cross Blade with a swish.

The shiny blade reflected Sang Que’s sharp and attractive eyes, she was dressed in black sportswear, wearing a black cap, with a tall figure and a flying ponytail, making Xu Yichao’s heart pound.

No wonder when those girls at school were asked what they liked, almost all of them said they wanted someone like Sang Que, who was stunningly handsome and explosively safe.

Xu Yichao didn’t understand before, but now... damn, this flair is just too cool!

His flaunting on the basketball court couldn’t even compare!

"Sang... Sang Que, why are you carrying a bow, arrow, and Tang Blade too? Are you an exorcist? Is your blade sharpened?"

Sang Que moved her shoulders while holding the blade, "Of course not, sharpening is illegal!"

An unsharpened Tang Blade is just a craft, but once sharpened, it becomes a controlled weapon, and she’s not here to kill.

Now she has no Exorcism Talisman; from Yan Daozi’s talismans she got, except for ten Ghost Soldier Talismans, there were just a few Eye-opening Talismans for ordinary people to see ghosts.

Armed with everything she needed, Sang Que retrieved a flashlight from the small crossbody bag on her chest and strode towards Fatty Pork Shop, swiftly lifting the shutter door.

Previously, she was scared off by Evil Spirits, but now with the power to counter them, she suddenly didn’t feel afraid, even a bit excited.

Dust fell with a whoosh, a strong smell of blood confronted her, and a dark shadow flashed from the kitchen at the back of the pork shop.

Sang Que stepped inside, the cold, clammy sensation enveloping her, like sweating in summer and then being hit by a cold breeze, causing goosebumps to rise all over her skin, an unpleasant feeling.

Xu Yichao followed behind, Sister Hong instinctively leaned towards him in fear, only for the shutter door to suddenly drop halfway as they entered, nearly hitting her.

When Sister Hong nervously followed in, she saw Sang Que standing with a grave expression at the innermost part of the pork shop before a huge workbench.

Blood splattered on the workbench, there were intestines, bits of meat, and a human ear, an ID card fell on the floor beside, the photo showing a man named ’Huang Zhongyu.’

Sang Que looked up at Sister Hong, "Your friends, probably only these remain..."

Sister Hong’s pupils dilated in shock, covering her mouth and running out to throw up.

"Go out and call the police."

Sang Que said indifferently to Xu Yichao, having seen all kinds of deceit in Black Mountain Village, and recently even watched quite a few uncensored gore films because of Yin Tong Gui Chou, scenes like this couldn’t scare her anymore.

"But what exactly is on the table that scared you both, while I saw nothing?"

Xu Yichao was baffled, Sang Que raised her eyes, realizing two paperman hands were covering Xu Yichao’s eyes.

"You’re indulging him, it will eventually be the death of him!"

"Who are you talking to?"

A chill raced from the back of Xu Yichao’s neck to the top of his head, he fearfully turned to look behind, unable to figure out who Sang Que was talking to.

The paperman’s hands trembled slightly, hesitated, and then silently retracted.

In that moment, Xu Yichao saw the previously empty workbench, his entire body went numb, and he covered his mouth, running out to vomit.

"Remember to report to the police once you’re out of the village."

Sang Que instructed, then headed to the rear kitchen’s small door, where the shadow she saw earlier had disappeared.

The reason she didn’t call the police herself was realizing her phone had no signal here, Xujiawan Village’s level of eeriness could cause phone signals to drop; the mysterious world disabling electronic devices seemed quite reasonable.

Moreover, she had too many things happening lately, calling the police would meet Officer Ai’s admonishment again; she just wrote a pledge to ensure she behaves.

The small door was half opened, Sang Que sidled out, the back alley filled with piled items, rotten and damp.

Previously sensing numerous Wandering Souls and Evil Spirits in the village, now she found none.

Sang Que hesitated for a moment, but decided to delve further.

Yin Tong Gui Chou could already control her body in her relaxing times, today if she can’t suppress the Yin Child, she wouldn’t dare return home or sleep tonight.

Waking on time this morning, there’s no guarantee she’ll be so lucky next time.

Exiting the alley, Sang Que arrived at the main street again, Fushou Paper Shop just ahead.

Meow~

A black cat rummaged through trash in the distance, it was the same one trying to steal the offerings of roast chicken, Sang Que alertedly scanned her surroundings while taking out a sausage from her chest bag, peeling it and placing it by the roadside, she often fed stray cats in the community with her mom.

She also had Snickers in her bag to supplement energy if fighting Evil Spirits exhausted her in the afternoon.

The black cat approached by the scent, grabbed the sausage, and ran.

Sang Que walked to the intersection, tilted her cap and looked at the distant high-rise, the huge meat cocoon was gone!

Her main aim in coming today was that meat cocoon, planning to transcend it using the Ghost Soldier Talisman; if she could gather eight Yansheng coins’ trigrams, she’d leave directly without venturing into other areas.

Thus, she had brought the hunting bow and arrows to ensure her safety with remote attacks; now what change had occurred?

"Sang Que, wait for me!"

Xu Yichao caught up from the alley, carrying fruit, without Sister Hong.

Noticing Sang Que again glanced behind him, Xu Yichao shivered before reacting.

"I told that sister to go out and call the police, what did you see behind me earlier? Is there... that sort of thing on me?"

Sang Que remained silent, pressing her cap, glancing at the paper shop in the distance, Xu Yichao followed her gaze, paling as he recognized the shop.

"I... I... Grandma Temple Guardian! Save a wretch like me!!"

Xu Yichao was terrified, carrying the fruit and ran toward Xu Shufen’s place.

The village was clearly off, Sang Que thought it wise to first see Xu Shufen to understand the situation, following Xu Yichao.

After two minutes of walking, they saw the paper shop again; childhood memories almost made Xu Yichao cry out.

Sang Que’s sharp gaze shot behind Xu Yichao’s head, a pale paperman hand stretched out into air, waving frantically at Sang Que, before withdrawing swiftly.

"Come out!"

Sang Que suddenly pointed her blade at the paper shop, having heard sounds from there.

The eerie wind lifted scattered Netherworld banknotes at the paper shop’s door, as mist surged a man screamed, breaking through half the wooden paper shop door, fell out, and crawled forward with arms and legs.

He had been trapped inside the paper shop, unable to open the door.

As the man crawled near Sang Que and Xu Yichao, Xu Yichao saw him clearly, howled, and jumped behind Sang Que, tremblingly pointing at the man.

"It’s... it’s the dismembered Huang Zhongyu!"

Sang Que cautiously retreated, using the flashlight to shine on Huang Zhongyu; the light didn’t penetrate, shadows formed.

"Are you a human or ghost?" Xu Yichao bravely asked, "We met your friend earlier, named Zhao Lihong, she’s searching..."

"Who are you talking about?!" Huang Zhongyu abruptly turned his head, eyes wide in terror, "Zhao Lihong is dead!!"

The air froze instantly, eerie wind chilled to the bone, as scattered Netherworld banknotes fluttered by.

"Whoa——damn!!" Xu Yichao’s goosebumps exploded, "What’s going on, clarify what you mean!"

Huang Zhongyu dared not get too close to Sang Que and Xu Yichao, cautiously standing up, his body tense and seemingly ready to flee.

"Earlier, I was in the pork shop, I saw her being dragged inside by a butcher, cut on the workbench..."

Huang Zhongyu mimed a chopping action, his face filled with post-traumatic fear.

"Who are you people? Do you know what’s going on here?"

"Handsome boy, where are you? I can’t find the village entrance; no matter which way I go, I can’t get out."

Zhao Lihong’s voice suddenly came from the direction of the village entrance, the three turned their heads simultaneously.

Through the hazy mist, a red figure rapidly approached!