Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 12 Meet again

After an unknown amount of time, Ran Qing walked out of the eerie forest and saw a pass between two huge mountains in front of him.

The bare mountain seemed to be moving in the darkness, but it was clearly not moving.

At the mountain pass, where the wind blew coldly, many ghostly figures wandered. A faint, fragmented sound came from the front, inaudible, but it sent a chill down Ran Qing's spine.

Wuzhai Pass...In the ghost stories told by the old people, it is the only way to enter the ancient Luo Kingdom.

The ghost stories told by the elders in the village when I was a child turned out to be true!

According to the ghost stories told by the old people, Wuzhai Pass is full of evil spirits, and once a living person enters, he will never be able to get out.

But the smoke from the burning incense in Ran Qing's hand drifted all the way to the mountain pass ahead. His father's soul was inside...

Finally, Ran Qing took a deep breath and slowly walked forward holding the burning incense stick.

What is strange is that the smoke from the burning incense sticks is so pungent, but when the smoke drifts to the pass, the ghosts squatting on the pass are unaware of it.

They didn't even see Ran Qing not far away.

The closer Ran Qing got to the pass, the stronger the cold wind blew behind the pass.

The cold wind blew on Ran Qing. Ran Qing, who was wet all over, only felt his hands and feet were cold, and even his fingers were a little stiff.

But he didn't dare to stop or make any unnecessary moves.

Holding the burning incense stick in his left hand and clutching the bronze mirror in his pocket with his right hand, Ran Qing bravely walked towards the pass in front.

As the distance got closer, Ran Qing finally arrived at the pass between the two mountains.

But when he got closer, he was stunned.

Because there were no ghosts wandering around on this pass, when the ghosts that were seen just now came closer, they only saw a series of graves.

These eerie and strange grave mounds, like ugly abscesses, are crowded together in the darkness and look extremely creepy.

Ran Qing hesitated for a while, but still walked into Wuzhai Pass, stepping on the fine sand and holding incense sticks.

Behind the pass is a gloomy forest. In the dark forest, the crooked and ugly old trees look like mummies planted in the ground, which is eerie and scary.

When you get here, you will see even more graves.

Ran Qing walked forward holding the incense stick. The forest was almost entirely made up of graves. Ugly old trees grew wildly among the crowded graves, leaving no place for Ran Qing to step.

He could only suppress his inner discomfort and walked inside step by step, stepping on these uneven and strange grave mounds.

The smoke from the burning incense sticks was still floating forward, continuing to guide Ran Qing's direction, but for some reason, Ran Qing felt that the grave mound under his feet was becoming softer and softer.

Although I was stepping on cold mud, the soles of my feet felt like I was stepping on cold corpses.

The cold corpse...

Ran Qing's hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, and this horrible association made his heart beat wildly.

Fortunately, after he lowered his head carefully, he saw that there was still an uneven loess mound under his feet, not a real cold corpse.

At this moment, a sinister cold wind suddenly blew from the front, making Ran Qing feel cold all over.

He subconsciously looked up and was surprised to see an open space in the middle of the forest ahead.

There was no grave mound or ugly strange tree in the open space. A sickly figure was sitting tiredly on the open space.

Although the light in the woods was dim, Ran Qing could vaguely recognize that it was his father.

...Found it?

Ran Qing was stunned at first, then ecstatic.

As long as I find my father, all the dangers will be worth it!
Ran Qing was very excited, but he still remembered Sixth Aunt's instructions and did not make any sound or dare to make any noise.

He simply walked quickly toward the clearing at the end of the loess road, eager to take his father's soul away as quickly as possible. As he walked forward, the little figures, dragging red ropes and clustered around Ran Qing's feet, also leaped forward. They clustered around Ran Qing's feet, dragging red ropes one after another, and continued to approach the clearing in the woods.

But when Ran Qing was halfway down this quiet road, he heard a strange rustling sound behind him.

As he walked behind him, the graves began to move. It was as if something was crawling out from inside the graves!

This unusual noise obviously scared the little men with red ropes surrounding Ran Qing.

The little people with red ropes shouted incomprehensible words in fear and tried desperately to grab Ran Qing's shoes, as if they wanted to push Ran Qing to walk faster, or as if they were pulling Ran Qing to prevent him from moving forward.

Ran Qing's hairs stood on end again.

An indescribable chill of panic overwhelmed him. He clearly understood that the things in the graves had crawled out!

The true face of the Wujiang ghost world, which is full of wandering ghosts and terrifying evil creatures, will soon be revealed before him!

The noise behind him became louder and harsher, and even cold hands fell on Ran Qing's shoulders, trying to grab him.

A chilling, cold crisis struck Ran Qing, and he felt a chill all over his body. He could no longer walk calmly. Almost instinctively, Ran Qing suddenly shook his shoulders and struggled to break free from the hand on his shoulder.

Then he started running wildly, running forward desperately.

But the faster he ran, the more excitedly the little red rope figures under his feet shouted. The little red rope figures jumped desperately on the loess road and waved excitedly at Ran Qing, clearly trying to stop him.

At this time, Ran Qing, who was running wildly, finally realized that something was wrong and stopped running abruptly.

——But it’s too late.

In the clearing in the woods ahead, a sickly middle-aged man sat blankly in the weeds, his eyes dull and distraught, and he showed no reaction to Ran Qing's arrival.

At this time, Ran Qing was only a dozen meters away from his father.

But he couldn't go any further.

Because in the shadow behind his father, a terrifying black shadow stood quietly, appearing in Ran Qing's sight out of thin air without any warning.

The blood-stained uniform of No. 3 Middle School was extremely eye-catching in the dark and creepy forest.

There were no graves or even any old trees where she was.

There was nothing around the terrifying black shadow. The place where she stood seemed like a forbidden area in the forest.

Even the ghosts that were chasing after Ran Qing disappeared at this moment and did not dare to get close at all.

Ran Qing stood stiffly in the open space, staring at the dead creature wearing the No. 3 Middle School uniform in the woods.

This thing is exactly the same as the one that came to Ran Qing's door last night and tried to enter his house.

——Or rather, that thing!

Fear and trembling grew rapidly like shadows, quickly taking away Ran Qing's courage and will.

But almost instinctively, at the moment when fear arose, Ran Qing raised the bronze mirror in his hand and pointed the smooth mirror at the ghost in front of him.

Mirror, can burn this thing!
The cold wind blew directly from the depths of the forest.

The moment Ran Qing raised the bronze mirror, the sinister and terrifying ghost in the forest also raised its head, and a pale and familiar face appeared in Ran Qing's sight.

Li Hongye, the girl he was familiar with and close to, was reflected in the bronze mirror.

In the empty eye sockets, the strange dark eyeballs stared at Ran Qing intently, woodenly and sinisterly.

Li Hongye!
It turned out to be Li Hongye!
That optimistic, cheerful, smart and lovely girl!

She is really dead!

(End of this chapter)