Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 27 Thank you
"Hiss!!!"

The old man, whose neck was strangled and frozen in mid-air, let out a shrill and resentful roar.

Suddenly, above the head of the black shadow, the eyes under the evil ghost mask suddenly opened.

The blood-red eyeball was enormous, twice the size of an ordinary person's. The black pupil in the center of the blood-red eyeball stared straight at the old man in mid-air.

——These are clearly not human eyes!
Nuo opera mask, when you put on the mask you are a ghost, when you take off the mask you are a human!
The boy in school uniform and mask let out a sinister laugh.

He grabbed the translucent, incorporeal old man. The old man tried to struggle, but the furious teenager did not give him a chance. He angrily grabbed the old man's neck and smashed him against the wall.

boom!
The old man's head hit the wall hard.

Although the old man had no physical body, at this moment, the wall of the rental house really made a muffled sound.

The old man whose neck was being strangled howled and struggled, his head with drooping skin being violently squeezed and deformed, making him look even uglier and more ferocious.

It howled miserably, staring at Ran Qing with a resentful look.

The moment their eyes met, Ran Qing's body stiffened, and an unbearable, extremely intense pain suddenly rose from his right ankle.

At this moment, his right foot seemed to be crushed by a heavy object.

An intense pain hit Ran Qing's brain, causing him to roll wildly and fall off the bed.

"Old ghost!"

Ran Qing raised his head with bloodshot eyes. The rental house in his field of vision was drowned in blood, and a brutal and bloodthirsty emotion surged in his chest.

Countless sharp screams and roars of ghosts seemed to ring in his ears.

The voices were shouting at him excitedly.

Eat it!
Eat it!
Although he was in an empty rental house, Ran Qing felt as if he had arrived at a bustling arena, with excited and sharp laughter coming from all directions.

The shrill laughter gave Ran Qing a splitting headache and further aroused the ferocity in him.

He rushed up in a rage, grabbed the old man in the shroud with one hand, and dragged the old man to the floor in anger.

boom! boom! boom!
The violent pounding sounds continued, and the old man's head was almost smashed to pieces.

It howled miserably and stretched out its hands, trying to scratch Ran Qing.

But Ran Qing's fingers viciously stabbed into the old man's sunken eye sockets and stirred frantically.

Instantly, the old man in the shroud arched his body in agony, stiff as a cooked prawn. Ran Qing gouged out his two shrunken eyeballs.

Then, Ran Qing opened his huge mouth with sharp fangs and chewed the eyeball angrily, swallowing it.

"Old ghost! You are looking for death!"

Ran Qing roared wildly with bloodshot eyes. The strong feeling of hunger made him tremble madly. He wanted to stuff the old ghost in front of him into his mouth and chew it.

The bloodthirsty and manic hatred almost exploded his brain.

But his remaining rationality made him hold the old man down tightly and pin him to the ground.

Finally, the violent tug of war in his mind reached its peak. Ran Qing roared angrily and dragged the frantically struggling old man towards the desk beside him.

The sharp and strange screams around Ran Qing became even more harsh and crazy.

They try to stop it.

But Ran Qing covered his head with his hands with bloodshot eyes, roaring angrily at the people around him.

"Shut up! Shut up, everyone!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

Ran Qing angrily slammed Lao Gui on the desk, opened the lid of the black jar, and stuffed Lao Gui's head into it viciously.

In the end, Ran Qing stuffed the old man in his funeral clothes into a bottle and covered it with a lid.

The next second, Ran Qing's hands struggled to pull off the mask on his face.

The moment the evil ghost mask was separated from the flesh and blood, the rental house, which was originally filled with noisy screams, suddenly became silent.

The noisy and piercing laughter, the violent and bloodthirsty mood... all these things were far away from Ran Qing. He slumped over at the desk in a cold sweat, looking at the empty rental house in front of him, and his back felt cold.

"Nuo opera mask..."

Ran Qing breathed hard, lowered his head and looked at the wooden mask painted bright red in his hand.

A ray of moonlight shone in from the window and fell right on the mask.

Under the cold, pale moonlight, the brightly painted demonic mask looked both angry and smiling. Its exaggerated expression, with its green face and fangs, was incredibly creepy.

Ran Qing's face looked extremely ugly.

"...No wonder Sixth Aunt said it was weird."

Recalling the horrific experience just now, all the hairs on Ran Qing's body stood up.

That terrifying feeling, ferocious, brutal, bloodthirsty, and insane...Ran Qing seemed to have really turned into a ghost!

The trap taught by Aunt Liu clearly requires other props.

It requires using the hammer made of bone, the bronze mirror that burns ghosts, and the red rope... It is an extremely troublesome and dangerous operation to use these complicated props to trap the old man and then knock him into the jar.

Aunt Liu specifically told Ran Qing not to be anxious.

But when the actual combat came, none of the important props that Aunt Liu had arranged for were used.

Ran Qing simply put on a Nuo opera mask and roughly stuffed the old ghost into the jar.

He even ate two of the old ghost's eyeballs...

Eat the eyeballs...

Ran Qing's face suddenly changed, and he quickly touched his stomach. His throat began to itch and he felt nauseous.

But he soon remembered that it was not his mouth that ate the two eyeballs, but the mouth of the mask.

Ran Qing raised the Nuo opera mask in his hand and looked at the wooden, motionless mask, his expression changed slightly.

"...This mask actually moves after I put it on?"

In his memory, it was not him who ate the eyeballs, but this mask.

Or rather, the ghost behind the mask!
Ran Qing stared at the mask in his hand with a cold face and was silent for a while.

Suddenly, he sneered as he sat in the moonlight.

"...Then I really thank you. You won't accept my offerings this time."

Ran Qing stood up and stuffed the Nuo opera mask into his schoolbag.

He finally understood Sixth Aunt's strange reaction when she saw the Nuo opera mask.

This thing is indeed useful, but it is too weird.

It really can't be used too much.

Ran Qing put away the mask, quietly went outside to fetch water to wash his feet, and really prepared to go to bed.

On a quiet night, Ran Qing was the only one who silently went to fetch water, wash his feet, and then go to bed.

After all, the old ghost was not a real entity. Although Ran Qing made a lot of noise just now, he did not wake up the residents next door.

He caught the old ghost and will take him to Aunt Six tomorrow.

Although the experience just now was extremely terrifying and exciting, more exciting than the past ten years of his life combined, Ran Qing had no time to savor it.

He was very pressed for time and needed to go to bed quickly and rest for a while before dawn.

I didn’t sleep well these past few nights, so Ran Qing needed to catch up on his sleep. He fell asleep quickly after lying down.

The schoolbag containing the Nuo opera mask was placed next to his pillow.

That night, he finally slept soundly and peacefully.

(End of this chapter)