Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 38 Sacrifice
In the living room, Ran Qing was stunned.

He stared blankly at the beautiful handwriting on the last page for a long time.

Will you like me...

This was the last sentence Li Hongye wrote in her diary, without any foreshadowing or connection to the previous or next sentence.

It was just a lonely sentence, standing alone in the center of the diary.

It's like asking myself, but also like...

Ran Qing looked dazed.

At this moment, he suddenly felt an indescribable sadness surge in his heart, and he seemed to vaguely guess who Li Hongye's last words were written to.

The intense pain gripped his heart.

Aunt Liu sat opposite with an expressionless face, looking at Ran Qing coldly for a long time.

Only then did she speak: "I got what I needed. Although there was an accident, time is tight and there is no time to do anything else."

Aunt Liu pointed at the clock on the wall and said, "If you leave now, you'll still have time to find the body of your female classmate."

Aunt Liu's reminder brought Ran Qing back to his senses.

He looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

I had indeed retrieved Li Hongye's personal belongings, and they were the most personal to her. My original purpose for coming to Li Hongye's house had been achieved, and it was time to leave.

Ran Qing subconsciously wanted to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, his head felt dizzy again and he fell back on the sofa involuntarily.

Seeing Aunt Liu looking at him with a frown on her face, Ran Qing felt a little embarrassed: "Aunt Liu, I... I'm still a little dizzy..."

Although he had rested for a long time, Ran Qing still felt his hands and feet were weak and extremely tired.

It was the first time he felt so weak.

Aunt Liu looked at Ran Qing speechlessly and was silent for a while.

Then she went to the kitchen, took out a sharp kitchen knife, and chopped off one of the witch's fingers in front of Ran Qing.

The sound of the kitchen knife chopping on the monster's fingers was dull and harsh.

After cutting off the entire finger, Aunt Liu went to the water dispenser to pour a cup of hot water and soaked the woman's finger in the hot water.

When Ran Qing saw this scene, his face changed and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Aunt Liu walked up to Ran Qing with the water for soaking fingers and handed the steaming cup with a pungent fishy smell to Ran Qing.

"Drink it, and you'll be completely detoxified."

Ran Qing's face turned pale instantly.

Looking at the cup of steaming hot water in front of him that was soaking his black and blue fingers, his throat started to itch and his stomach was churning wildly. An extremely strong feeling of nausea came over him and Ran Qing almost vomited.

"...But...can I not drink it?" Ran Qing asked weakly.

Under the light of the living room, Aunt Liu's mouth curled up into a cold smile.

"What do you think?"

The dog beside it tucked its tail between its legs and shrank its head in fear, obviously frightened by Aunt Liu's hideous smile.

Ran Qing didn't dare to say anything more and took the cup guiltily.

The monster fingers in the cup were soaked in hot water, and the strong, pungent, fishy smell irritated the nasal cavity.

After just a while, the water became turbid, like black tea that has been brewed for a long time.

Ran Qing closed his eyes, stopped breathing, and suddenly brought the hot water to his mouth and drank it in one gulp.

The hot water gurgled down his throat, and Ran Qing drank the water in the cup in one breath and immediately put the cup down.

A fishy, ​​nauseating feeling rolled in his throat, and Ran Qing felt as if he had drunk a cup of raw pig's blood. This taste was simply unforgettable.

Ran Qing pinched his throat, fearing that he would vomit uncontrollably.

Aunt Liu poured another cup of clean warm water and handed it to Ran Qing.

"Rinse your mouth." Ran Qing took it gratefully and took another sip of warm water.

My originally empty stomach suddenly felt a little bloated.

Looking at the corpses of the witches in the living room, Ran Qing asked hesitantly, "By the way, Sixth Aunt, what should we do with the bodies of these two witches?"

Although the skins of Li Hongye's parents were folded and put into a bag by Aunt Liu, the remaining two monster corpses were also difficult to deal with.

If these two bodies are not transported away and left at Li Hongye's house...if they are discovered, they will probably be shown on TV, right?
The ugly and disgusting appearance of the witch is too scary.

Anyone who sees it will be shocked and curious about the existence of such a monster in the world.

Aunt Six glanced at Ran Qing and said, "You should know that the flesh of us Yin-walkers is a delicacy to those dirty things."

"And the meat of monsters like the Changeling is equally delicious."

"When you go out later, open the windows and let the stench in the house dissipate. Then someone will naturally come to help us deal with the body."

"After dawn tomorrow, I will chew up all the bones in this room, not to mention the corpses. Even the blood on the ground will be licked clean."

Aunt Six said, "We just need to erase all traces of anyone coming into this house so that no one knows we've been here."

Aunt Liu flattened the two paper cups that Ran Qing had drunk from and stuffed them into the big bag she brought.

Then he took out a rag from the bag and said to Ran Qing, "Go back and change your clothes first. I'll stay and clean up the scene and erase all traces of our presence. I'll come find you at your place after I'm done."

"You live on Qingyuan Road, right?"

Aunt Liu looked up at the clock on the wall and said, "It's half past eleven. I'll wait for you at the Qingyuan intersection."

Aunt Liu asked Ran Qing to leave.

Ran Qing also felt that his strength had returned at this time, and the previous feeling of weakness and fatigue had completely disappeared.

It had only been a few minutes since I drank that glass of water, but now I felt like I hadn't been poisoned at all.

Ran Qing stood up and prepared to leave.

But just after taking two steps, Ran Qing was suddenly startled, as if he heard some sound.

After standing there stiffly for a few seconds, Ran Qing turned around and looked at the two bodies of the witches on the ground.

"Sixth Aunt, I want these two eyes of the witch..."

Ran Qing murmured.

This sudden request made Aunt Six look up.

Aunt Liu glanced at Ran Qing and guessed the reason.

"Isn't that the evil behind the Nuo opera mask?"

"Dig it out yourself, open the door, throw the eyeball out, and the mountain monkeys will come to take it."

Every time you use the power of an artifact, you must offer a sacrifice to the evil master. This is the rule that Aunt Liu told Ran Qing from the beginning.

Aunt Liu’s ghost-eyed sheep god likes to eat ghost toads, and behind Ran Qing’s Nuo opera mask... those evil ghosts seem to like eyeballs?
The evil ghost last night also ate the old ghost's eyeballs.

Ran Qing guessed the tastes of the evil spirits behind the Nuo opera masks and squatted silently beside the corpses of the two witches.

Digging out eyeballs... This job was extremely unfamiliar to Ran Qing. When his fingers touched the witch's eye sockets, the sticky touch was a bit disgusting.

But he suppressed his nausea and dug out the eyeballs of the two corpses intact.

Then he washed his hands, walked to the door, opened it, and threw four eyeballs out.

The light in the stairwell was dim. The moment the four eyeballs were thrown out, the light bulb suddenly went out and the stairwell was instantly flooded with darkness.

A strange rustling sound came from less than a meter in front of Ran Qing.

There seemed to be many small figures running in the dark stairwell. They seemed to be running on the walls, on the ground, and on the ceiling.

The sounds of four eyeballs being fought over, chewed, and swallowed were heard right at his feet, and Ran Qing felt a little creepy.

(End of this chapter)