The King of Curses

Chapter 83 Hero saves beauty
Song Yutang sat there, stunned for a while.

Crystal clear tears flowed silently down her face, and her eyelashes trembled.

She felt a sense of grievance: the strange experience that she had never encountered before and the unexpected situation made her feel unprecedentedly confused. The desperate thought of "maybe I will never be able to get out of this forest..." in her mind kept popping up like soap bubbles.

A few minutes later, Song Yutang came to her senses, wiped the tears from her face with her hands, and tried to calm herself down.

You are a strong person, she said to herself in her heart, there is still hope, you will definitely get out alive.

I heard a crackling sound beside me. I turned around and saw that it was a car that was stuck between two trees and was shaking.

Song Yutang hugged the seriously injured driver from her seat and dragged her away for a distance until they were at a safe distance from the car. Unfortunately...

She lowered her head to glance at the female driver not far away. The face of the corpse seemed to be bleached, with a piece of broken glass embedded in the forehead. There were tiny scratches all over the face left by friction, and several wounds had torn the skin and flesh, which was bloody and cruel.

Song Yutang didn't dare to look at it anymore, and she couldn't bear to look at it anymore. After all, it was her first time seeing a dead body. She stood up in a hurry.

"Next, where should we go..."

There was only one road under her feet. Should she continue? However, after walking for such a long time and still not finding the exit, she always felt that something was wrong; if she turned back, she might run into those weird villagers...

"Crack."

As she walked forward, she was thinking. There was a strange noise behind her. Song Yutang thought it was coming from the car again, until -

"Woo...Woo..."

I heard a woman sobbing behind me, like crying, or a faint moaning.

Song Yutang turned around and looked at the female corpse lying on the ground with surprise.

Is he still alive?
"Woooo..."

The body didn't move, but the panting sound did come from that direction.

Isn't that right? She had just checked the heartbeat. This person was really dead. His head was seriously injured...

She had heard of some rare cases where people were resuscitated a few minutes after their hearts stopped beating... Was that the case? Could this woman still be saved?
Song Yutang couldn't help swallowing.

No, something is wrong—

Although she didn't know what was "wrong" specifically, her survival instinct was reminding her:
Ever since I entered this forest, or more precisely, since I saw that white-haired monkey, everything that happened afterwards was wrong...

The world around me, the night sky above me, the trees everywhere, the flowing wind, the rustling sound of leaves colliding with each other -

It seems ordinary, but there is a sense of uneasiness everywhere, as if some huge, evil aura is flowing in the invisible place.

When Song Yutang watched the female corpse lying on the ground and staggered to her feet little by little, this uneasiness reached its peak.

His thin arms swung forward, and his head, which had been squeezed and deformed in the car accident, drooped down... He didn't look like a survivor by chance, but a living dead.

"Snapped."

At the same time, a thin shadow climbed up from the car not far away and cast a malicious look in this direction.

At first glance, it looks like a white-haired, shriveled and skinny old man, but it is actually a white-haired ape.

There was more than one such ape.

One, two, three...

Some climbed onto the car, some climbed onto the cliff next to it, and some stood on the treetops.

At a glance, there were at least dozens of monkeys.

Their eyes were fixed on the prey not far away, and there was a vicious gleam in their scarlet eyeballs;
In the center of them, the female corpse slowly stood up in a strange and crooked posture. In the process, the crushed bones all over her body made sharp noises.

...It's not my own illusion.

All the vaguely perceived "wrongness" accumulated to a peak at this moment, like a flood that was about to break through a dam.

That is not a person, but a ghost;
That's not a monkey, it's a demon.

She knew she had to run away.

Song Yutang didn't freeze in fear or fall down. She was indeed a strong person. After crying, even in the face of such a horrific scene, her mind was still able to function normally.

But on the other hand, it was precisely because she could still think that she felt despair—

The girl realized that she could no longer escape.

Those uneasy thoughts were real, she would die in this forest.

As soon as she turned around, the monkeys or ghosts behind her would pounce on her and tear her into pieces.

With such sad thoughts in mind, Song Yutang turned around and ran.

As expected, this action broke the silent atmosphere, and the noisy and rapid voices behind him all came rushing over at once.

Even though she knew her fate, she still wanted to struggle to the end.

……

Song Yutang thought this would be the last moment of her life.

Time slowed down in her eyes.

Song Yutang didn't run very far as her physical strength was already at its limit; and before that, she had not been able to outrun the white-haired monkey.

The stinking wind behind him had already blew on the back of his head, and his nose could clearly smell it; the shadow of a monkey with bared fangs and claws jumped from the treetops to the front of him, grinning at him from above;

She staggered, as if she was tripped by something; looking down, she saw a pale arm covered with blood.

It was the dead female driver who grabbed her ankle with her hand.

…It’s over, she thought.

But it was at this moment that another figure appeared under the shade of the trees at the end of the road.

He was a young man about her age, with a stern look. He was looking over here with a serious look.

Song Yutang knew this person.

This was someone I had seen before when climbing the mountain, but I didn't know his name.

How did he appear here? Is he a human or a ghost?
At this critical moment, she couldn't think so much, but subconsciously opened her mouth and shouted "Run away..."

With her ankles grabbed, she fell forward involuntarily, and the monkeys behind her swarmed over her.

……

The imagined pain did not come.

Before her face touched the hard ground, she fell into a warm and thick embrace and heard the man say to her:

"never mind."

The embrace did not last long. Before Song Yutang could react to what was happening, he helped her stand up.

She grabbed his arm and stared blankly at the man's cold and hard profile.

He just swung his fist, and that fist was wrapped in whistling wind, like the swing arm of a crane, with terrible mass and kinetic energy, and with one punch, it smashed the head of the white-haired ape that jumped down from the tree into a pulp.

Not only the monkeys that were hit by the fists, but all the monkeys that were touched by the arms flew backwards and fell to the ground or hit the trees. She heard more than one crisp sound of broken bones, as if it was as easy as killing a mosquito with an electric mosquito swatter.

He also raised his foot.

The arm of the female ghost who had grabbed her ankle was broken by him without any mercy; then, he kicked the female ghost on the head, causing her to roll on the ground.

This strange man, who had only met her once, used only three punches and two kicks to knock away all the monsters and ghosts that had surrounded her.

In Song Yutang's eyes, time did not resume flowing until this moment.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

The man loosened his arms and turned his head to ask.

"Uh...well, it's okay..." Song Yutang's hands and feet were still a little weak, but he was still able to stand firmly.

But she was still a little dazed.

At the critical moment of life and death crisis, she was saved by a man. Is this a plot from a romance novel?

Song Yutang's heart was pounding and she didn't dare to look up at the other person.

……

Cen Dongsheng didn't know what she was thinking. If he could hear what the girl was thinking at this moment, he might admit it honestly.

——Unfortunately, this was not accidental, but intentional.

In fact, he had been observing Song Yutang's struggle from the sidelines. The reason why he deliberately waited until the last moment to make a move was just to confirm one thing:

He just wanted to know whether the other party had awakened his life ban, that's all.

*
Half an hour ago, Cen Dongsheng had just set up the tent, laid out the sleeping bag, and walked out of the tent.

Sister Zhizhen stood on the edge of a cliff not far away, looking at the magnificent rolling mountain scenery in the distance, her long, straight hair as black as ink swaying in the wind.

She gathered the messy hair around her ears with her hands. The mountain breeze blew up the hem of her skirt, making the fabric stick tightly to her body, outlining her graceful silhouette.

In the gray sky, the boundless sky and the lush green mountains, in the vast and lonely scenery like a landscape painting, there stands a woman in a long dress, as if her figure is the only one left between heaven and earth.

This scene can easily fascinate onlookers.

Cen Dongsheng withdrew his gaze from there and saw the girl staying in the camp.

Yi Qingyan was sitting on a mat, hugging her knees with her hands, looking at the kettle on the campfire, staring at it carefully to see if there were any bubbles.

One thing he had to admit was that with the company of two girls, one big and one small, he felt a wonderful sense of security throughout the entire trip that he had never experienced before.

At the same time, he had an unspeakable worry: this unprecedented sense of security might wear down his will...

Cen Dongsheng sat down in front of Yi Qingyan.

"Dinner later?"

"Ah."

"Let's eat hot pot together."

Yi Qingyan raised her head and stared into the man's eyes.

"...We didn't find the mandrill, aren't you worried, brother?"

"Don't worry, it can't escape anyway."

"That was my brother's chance to become stronger."

"Correct."

"I want to help..." Before Yi Qingyan could say this, the three of them felt it at the same time.

That huge and evil aura descended into the forest not far away and spread rapidly like miasma.

Cen Dongsheng stood up and looked towards the forest.

I really can’t wait.

Of course, this is a good thing.

To be honest, the most difficult thing for him now is always finding the ghosts, not how to defeat them.

The "devil" hiding in the mountain probably never imagined that one day he would be visited by two and a half special-class spell-binding masters?
An Zhizhen walked over from not far away and asked curiously.

"That was just now..."

“It’s a ‘haunted house’ phenomenon.”

Cen Dongsheng answered with certainty.

"It turns out that a haunted house can be more than just a 'house'."

"Yes, it's just a general term for space anomalies."

Sister Zhizhen looked at the strong yin energy permeating in the distance, and picked up the map to check it.

"So, this haunted house covers an area of ​​at least ten to fifteen hectares. This size should be the largest I have ever seen."

"yes……"

Although Cen Dongsheng is not the type who is good at perception, in fact, any ordinary spell-binding master can also estimate the coverage area of ​​a haunted house from the outside.

According to his observation, this time the "haunted house phenomenon" covered a large area of ​​forest from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Neither Xiaokang Building nor Caixin Middle School obviously can reach this level.

"What does this mean?"

He could feel An Zhizhen's gaze falling on him meaningfully.

"This shows that this is a place full of resentment, and that this resentment has been lingering on this land for quite some time, perhaps for decades or even hundreds of years. In addition, the 'demon' I'm looking for is in this forest."

Cen Dongsheng replied.

He could understand the true meaning of An Zhizhen's question, which was simply this: Is there any essential difference between the haunted house they are currently seeing and the haunted houses of the past?

His answer just now indirectly denied this.

From the perspective of a reborn person, he certainly knows that above the "haunted house", there is indeed a more dangerous spiritual space, which is generally called a "dangerous place".

The essential difference between a haunted house and a haunted place actually lies in the core ghosts - the highest level ghost born in a haunted house is the owner. No matter how dangerous his ability is, the owner is still confined to this space; while the ghosts born in a haunted place are the evil spirits that can leave the spiritual space and invade the real world.

The supernatural space on Shilou Mountain obviously has not reached this level. According to his experience, there are often multiple haunted houses in a dangerous place.

In other words, he can handle the current situation alone.

"Dongsheng, are you planning to go over now?"

"Ah."

As Cen Dongsheng spoke, he picked up his backpack and strode towards that direction without hesitation.

"I'll come as soon as I go."

"Eh?"

Yi Qingyan widened her eyes, seeming surprised.

"Then I'll go with you, brother...!"

"No need, just take a good rest here."

Cen Dongsheng didn't look back and waved at her.

Yi Qingyan was about to follow, but was pulled back by the woman behind her.

"...Miss An, what do you mean?"

She turned her head, frowned, and questioned An Zhizhen who tried to stop her.

"Should I be the one asking you this?"

The woman's lips curled up slightly, with a calm smile on her face. This smile, as if she had seen through everything and was confident in everything, made her feel a little disgusted.

"I believe you are well aware of your brother's thoughts. He wants to solve this incident alone."

Yi Qingyan did not refute, but just stared at the other party coldly.

For a moment, no one spoke. The atmosphere between the two of them was so heavy that even the wind seemed to have stopped flowing.

(End of this chapter)