Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 145 It’s better for you to go the underworld
Ghost haze, running away in terror in the fog.

The flames spewed out by the Dragon Tree obviously had a great inhibitory effect on it.

It is not afraid of being bitten by a dead person's face, but it is afraid of the spurting flames that can cause severe damage to the huge ghost haze.

As the ghost haze disappeared, Ran Qing sensed the direction of the human world again.

Behind him, from the direction of the Wujiang ghost world, the eerie and terrifying noisy music was getting closer and closer.

The evil ghost from the ancient Luo Kingdom deep in the ghost world of Wujiang actually came out and headed towards Ran Qing with a clear purpose.

Although he was extremely surprised by Long Zongshu's sudden appearance, it was too late to think.

Ran Qing pulled Long Zongshu and started running wildly in the fog.

Long Zongshu, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, is as thin as a dry bamboo stick. His cheeks are sunken, his limbs are long and thin, and he is so thin that it seems that only a layer of skin is wrapped around his bones.

Ran Qing ran wildly, dragging the 1.9-meter-tall man, without any effort at all.

"Hurry up!" Ran Qing whispered anxiously, "That thing coming out from behind is an ancient evil spirit from the Wujiang ghost world!"

Master Shou said that the thing was an ancient evil ghost from the ancient Luo Kingdom.

Ran Qing had also witnessed the horror of that thing and did not dare to stay for even a moment.

The two ran wildly in the fog, and the flames on Long Zongshu's shoulders quickly dimmed and disappeared.

As they ran in the fog, they got closer and closer to the human world, and the terrifying sounds behind them became farther and farther away.

Ran Qing finally had the chance to ask the strange classmate next to him: "What did you say to me when you entered high school?"

He has no impression at all!

This lonely and silent Long Zongshu usually has almost no presence in the class.

His grades were average. He would sit in a corner with a novel every day and not socialize with others. Even during physical education class, he would always sit alone at the edge of the playground with a book in his arms.

Even when walking, Long Zongshu often held a book and read with his head down, completely obsessed.

Coupled with his unusually tall and thin physique, he gradually earned the nickname "Thin Bamboo Pole".

Although they had been classmates in the same class for two years, Ran Qing and Long Zongshu were not familiar with each other at all.

But Long Zongshu suddenly appeared and told him that they had exchanged secret codes...

In the thick fog, Long Zongshu said with a look of surprise, "When I was a freshman in high school, I asked you if you were from the Ran family of Mawo Village? You answered... Aren't you the only family with the surname Ran in Mawo Village?"

"And I introduced myself. I said my last name is Long, and I'm from the Shiyuanzi Long family."

"Ten years ago, it was your father who helped carry my father's body back to the stone yard for burial."

"You understand this code once it's paired, right?"

The skinny Long Zongshu was also a little confused: "Why do you seem so surprised... Didn't you get into some trouble a while ago? You have a lot of evil energy around you, and I even asked you if you needed any help."

"But you didn't seem to want me to intervene at the time, so I kept quiet."

Ran Qing was silent after hearing Shou Zhugan's words.

He had forgotten the conversation they had when they first entered school two years ago.

But even if such a conversation really happened... he wouldn't understand Long Zongshu's hint.

At that time, he knew nothing about the evil practices of the heretic.

The two continued to run wildly in the fog, and Ran Qing looked a little confused.

It turns out that there has always been a crooked person around, and he might be a friendly force.

But he never knew...

Ran Qing murmured, "So you've always known that I'm Ran Jianfei's son, but you thought I knew everything..."

He looked at the fog around him, listened to the music behind him that sometimes came closer and sometimes faded, and asked, "Then why did you show up tonight?"

Ran Qing was a little confused.

But the tall and thin Long Zongshu said in the mist: "I came here with Ouyang Xue. When I saw her appear during the day, I started to follow her."

Long Zongshu said, "I didn't notice anything wrong with her before, but you've been stealing glances at Ouyang Xue from time to time recently."

"I think since Li Hongye just died and you haven't fallen in love with someone else so quickly, there must be something wrong with Ouyang Xue."

"Then I followed her for a while and found out she really had a problem."

"There's no one alive in her house. Every day when she comes home, she doesn't even watch TV or turn on the lights. The house is pitch black, it doesn't look like there's anyone alive." "But you never did anything to her, and she didn't hurt anyone else, so I just observed and didn't do anything."

Long Zongshu said, "I didn't expect that when I followed her today, I would see her trying to harm you... Aren't you from a corpse-refining family? How did you become a ghost walker?"

The tall and thin bamboo pole was very confused.

Ran Qing's mood was complicated: "This... is a long story."

He was about to speak when he suddenly sensed some eerie and strange aura approaching, and quickly pulled Long Zongshu to stop.

At some point, the fog had become deathly silent.

The strange music that had been coming and going from the back suddenly disappeared.

Paper-thin black shadows emerged from the fog. They were pitch black and their faces could not be seen. They floated stiffly in the fog like paper figures.

A spooky and evil chill spread through the fog.

Ran Qing and Long Zongshu hurriedly retreated to the side of the road and hid in the woods.

Long Zongshu was a little frightened: "What...what happened?"

He looked around in panic, but saw nothing.

The rows of strange black figures floated by not far away, but he couldn't see them.

Ran Qing covered his mouth and told him not to speak.

When Long Zongshu made the sound, the thin black shadows turned their heads and looked over here.

Ran Qing clearly sensed the malicious intent of the shadows.

But in the end, the shadows did not come.

They were lined up neatly, holding torches and floating in the fog.

It was like the legendary ghost soldiers passing through...

Ran Qing was a little nervous because he vaguely saw a huge, terrifying ancient evil shadow slowly swimming by in the fog.

That thing is really as tall as a mountain.

Every time he looked at her, Ran Qing would feel a shudder of fear and insignificance.

Ran Qing lowered his head hurriedly, not daring to look again.

But the huge shadow in the fog did not interest him.

The strange, long neck squirmed and swam through the mist.

Under the frighteningly thick neck is a fat body that looks like a mountain of flesh.

He seemed to be so well fed that the earth shook as He passed by.

As He walked further away, the fog in the mountains and forests gradually disappeared.

Ran Qing and Long Zongshu found themselves standing in the cold moonlight, surrounded by dense woods and bushes.

The harsh and noisy sounds of crickets and insects in the mountains rang out in the woods, and in the distance, the ghostly cries of owls drifted in from time to time.

They have returned to the human world.

Only then did Long Zongshu look at Ran Qing cautiously and pointed at his mouth.

As if asking - Can I talk now?
Ran Qing nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "Just now, an evil god passed by..."

After saying that, he looked at Long Zongshu with some confusion: "Didn't you see it?"

We are both evil cultivators, yet we can't see the evil spirits...

The tall and thin bamboo pole shook his head and said, "Even seeing a ghost is difficult for me..."

Noticing Ran Qing's surprise and confusion, Long Zongshu explained, "Our family's inherited skills are only good at dealing with visible things like zombies, mountain monsters, and ghost haze."

"I usually don't dare to mess with things that I can't see."

Long Zongshu said with a sad face: "My father just didn't believe in evil, so he provoked an old ghost from the Wujiang ghost world, and ended up dying in an unclear way."

He looked at Ran Qing with some envy: "It's better for you to be in the shadows, you can see everything..."

(End of this chapter)