CHAPTER 66: CHAPTER 49: FOUND IT

Seeing this scene, Xu Yichao was so scared that his hands trembled, and he was speechless.

"Sang...Sang...this...I...I..."

Xu Yichao turned around to search for something to help Sang Que stop the bleeding but found nothing, feeling helpless and anxious.

Sang Que pressed her bleeding neck, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Anything that’s a yin object requires a price after use. The pig-killing knife was powerful, but the price was like exchanging life for life, a price she could not bear.

The rapid loss of life force triggered Sang Que’s will to survive. She thought of how the evil spirits and ghosts wouldn’t die from wounds and could recover slowly. She whispered the name ’Gui Chou’ in her heart, hoping even if it possessed her now, it might help her briefly save a life.

Yin Child showed no reaction; perhaps once Sang Que was dead, Yin Child would regain freedom.

It’s not that easy!

The more critical the situation, the calmer Sang Que became, her brain working at high speed. She lowered her blood-stained right hand to reveal the mark of the Yansheng coin.

Why is the Yansheng coin showing the Eight Diagrams side in the palm?

Why, when returning from Black Mountain Village, did it consume the Geng Trigram corresponding to the Life Gate?

Why is only the Kun Trigram corresponding to the Death Gate left now?

The Life Gate can return to the modern era; the Death Gate clearly leads to the Mysterious World. Since both the Geng Trigram and Kun Trigram have corresponding functions, what about the other trigrams?

Under Sang Que’s powerful mental influence, the originally apparent Kun Trigram began to fade, and the Geng Trigram corresponding to the Life Gate reappeared.

I want to live! I must survive!

Sang Que pressed her right hand against the wound on her neck. The Geng Trigram, associated with the earth element, brought forth all life; everything recovers!

Her palm felt scorching hot, a strange sensation transmitted from Sang Que’s palm to the neck wound, stopping the bleeding quickly.

It turns out the Yansheng coin can do more than just open gates!

This discovery made Sang Que pleasantly surprised, and her curiosity about this Ancient Coin reached its peak.

Before Sang Que could continue pondering, the heat in her palm quickly vanished. Although the bleeding stopped, the wound remained gruesome and open.

Xu Yichao was shocked over and over, blurting out, "Are you a witch doctor? Can you heal yourself?"

Witch doctor?

Witch...Witch Lady...

Sang Que’s gaze deepened gradually. She took a breath and stood up, feeling dizzy from blood loss, staggering backward.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can’t fall again!"

Xu Yichao hurriedly reached out to support her, but Sang Que suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Xu Yichao’s neck.

"What are you...you doing..."

A chilling aura burst from Sang Que’s body, blue cadaveric spots appeared uncontrollably on her exposed skin, and she gripped Xu Yichao’s neck with great force.

Only the outer circle of the Yansheng coin’s mark remained on her right palm, lacking power, and Yin Child wanted to seize this chance to take over her body.

Blood tears flowed from Sang Que’s eyes as Xu Yichao tried to pry her hand away forcefully.

At that moment, a cold power erupted from Xu Yichao’s body, and Sang Que’s fingers gradually became paper-like.

It’s the residual power from the Paperman girl!

Due to the reactive force of this power, Sang Que slightly loosened her grip, roaring internally.

Get back!

For me, go back!

The cold force retreated within, and Sang Que’s hand loosened as she stumbled back a few steps, leaning against the railing.

Xu Yichao clutched his neck, coughing heavily, retreating to the wall, now looking at Sang Que with a hint of fear.

"Sorry, I didn’t mean to." Sang Que apologized proactively.

Xu Yichao caught his breath, trembling all over, still somewhat afraid to approach Sang Que. Throughout the journey, he trusted Sang Que completely, but now she seemed to have turned into those foul spirits; how could he not be afraid?

In horror films, the scariest ones are often those you’ve trusted, who turn out to be ghosts.

Sang Que didn’t intend to explain anything to Xu Yichao; she felt somewhat mentally foggy, struggling to focus, and time was running out. If Yin Child emerged again, she feared she’d have no power to resist.

Sang Que bent down to pick up the pig-killing knife on the ground. The notch on the blade indicated it had a limited number of uses; perhaps after two more uses, it would break.

After wrapping the pig-killing knife, Sang Que picked up the two keys Old Tian had left behind, unsure if they were yin objects or keys to the escape door downstairs.

But the moment she held the keys, Sang Que felt the building’s mist gradually dispersing as she looked down.

She could see the first-floor ground!

Zheng Letian’s body was still beside the flowerbed.

"Xu... Run Tu, come over and see if you can see the first-floor ground?"

Sang Que stepped aside, while Xu Yichao, still in shock, carefully moved to the railing’s edge. After a glance, he shook his head, indicating he couldn’t see.

After pondering, Sang Que tossed the keys to Xu Yichao, "Take the keys, you go first."

Xu Yichao caught the keys, feeling shaken, suddenly realizing he had been too narrow-minded. He had insisted on tagging along, while Sang Que never found him troublesome and saved him multiple times. Now, due to Sang Que’s recent loss of control, he was guarding against her as if she were an enemy.

It’s simply ungrateful!

Sang Que clearly came here with a purpose, aiming to find room 404, which might be related to her recent loss of control.

Even ghosts can be good; wasn’t the Paperman on him proof?

Xu Yichao’s mouth moved; he turned and exhaled before speaking, "Actually, all along this journey, I’ve had an idea. I was afraid you’d laugh at me, so I didn’t say it out loud. Since you have no other options now, why not try my foolish idea?"

Sang Que looked puzzled.

Xu Yichao picked up the fruit knife Sang Que had dropped, went to the door of room 202, pried off the door plaque, scratched off the numbers, and then dipped it in blood Sang Que had spilled on the floor, directly writing three numbers.

404!

After writing, he reattached the plaque, "There, the 404 you’re looking for."

Sang Que was stunned, feeling enlightened, suddenly recalling a rule in both worlds.

Believe, and it shall be!

"Xu Run Tu, next time you can say it earlier." Sang Que smiled.

Xu Yichao awkwardly scratched his head, returned the fruit knife and Tang blade to Sang Que, only keeping the crowbar and keys.

"I’ll wait for you at the door, ensuring your path is clear."

With that, Xu Yichao leaped over the second-floor railing with keys in hand, disappearing into the black mist below.

Sang Que stared at the door plaque for a moment, strengthening her belief, marched over, and opened the door without hesitation.

A powerful white light pierced her eyes, Sang Que raised her hand to shield herself, hearing a sizzling sound akin to childhood television static noise.

As the white light gradually disappeared, Sang Que found herself standing in a bright, clean room, steeped in the atmosphere of the 1980s.

Old photo frames and awards hung on the wall, and the clock’s second hand ticked rhythmically, just a minute away from twelve.

A green refrigerator, sewing machine, outdated dressing table, and an old sofa covered with a white lace cover.

On the TV cabinet sat an old thermos, some glass cups printed with big red flowers, and a black-and-white TV flickering with snow.

Clatter!

The sound of switching channels was heard, and black-and-white images appeared on the screen, Sang Que immediately recognized the two people on the screen.

Xu Shufen and Zheng Letian.