Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 419 Rakshasa's Severed Head
In the dark corridor of the teaching building, the female ghost's hysterical wails were filled with endless malice and resentment.

She cried her heart out and cursed sharply and vehemently.

However, Ran Qing, the person listening to her tearful account, simply walked blankly down the dark corridor, slowly searching for traces of the female ghost on this floor of the teaching building.

This indifferent response enraged the female ghost lurking in the shadows.

It cried out in increasing resentment and pain.

"...Are you satisfied with what you've heard?"

"You little bastard! You fickle little slut!"

"You liked me a month ago, and you were being all coy and ambiguous with me."

"I've only been dead for a month, and you've already fallen for another girl."

"I should have listened to my mom back then."

“My mother said that even if you sever ties with Ran Jianfei, she will still kill you to end the Ran family line and vent her anger.”

"It was my dad and I who persuaded her to stop, saving your life."

“My mom told me back then that I should never fall in love with you, and that the people in the Ran family are all scoundrels, selfish and petty people.”

"I should have listened to my mom back then... Waaaaah..."

In the dark school building, the female ghost's cries were mournful, desperate, and heartbreaking; she was a pitiful girl who had been abandoned.

The truth revealed through tears is heartbreaking.

Ran Qing, who was walking in the dark corridor, finally stopped.

He lowered his head, remained silent for a few seconds, and then murmured, "So... so you feel even more ashamed..."

"The boy you like has fallen for another woman in your eyes. You can't accept this, and you can't let me know about it."

"Because then, you'll really become a joke, a complete joke."

"So the reason you pretended to hate me so much, and pretended to want to kill me from the beginning, was simply because you didn't want anyone to discover such a shameful truth..."

Wearing a wooden mask that made her look like a monstrous demon, Ran Qing uttered a gloomy and cold whisper.

He stared silently at the dark school building before him, at the flickering lights.

Ran Qing said, "But you don't actually need to hide these things from me."

"There's nothing shameful about it; liking someone isn't shameful."

"You always worry too much, overthink things, and care too much about your reputation, which is why your mother dragged you into this abyss, caused the death of your caring stepfather, Teacher Li, and now you're trying to kill me..."

"Of course, I have no right to say anything to you. I've always kept my feelings to myself and never dared to express them."

“I used to always worry about this and that, I was worried that I would be rejected if I confessed, I was worried that I would be laughed at if others found out... In this respect, I am just as weak as you.”

"It wasn't until after you died that I realized that if I hadn't spoken those words then, I would never have had the chance to say them again."

“If you had told me everything back then, or if I had mustered the courage to tell you how I felt, things wouldn’t have come to this.”

As Ran Qing spoke softly, a hint of sadness flashed in the blood-red eyes of the demon on the wooden mask.

He said quietly, "It's too late to say all this now, but I still want to tell you myself."

"...Li Hongye, I like you."

I've liked you from the very beginning.

Ran Qing gazed intently at the dark teaching building before her, and then blurted out the words she had kept hidden in her heart for two years.

"I want to be with you, I want to go to the same university as you, I want to live in the same city as you, I want to marry you, and I want to spend my whole life with you."

"I want to watch all the movies you've mentioned with you."

"I want to listen to those songs you mentioned together."

"I want to go with you to see those wonders of the world that you want to see."

"I've always wanted to stroll with you under the pyramids, gaze out from the Great Wall, visit Easter Island to see the statues, and go to the Bermuda Triangle to see the legendary aircraft graveyard... I've kept all of those things in my heart."

Even now, even if your true personality is that of a two-faced, dark, and petty person, I still like you.

“I can swear to the ancestors of all the spirit mediums that my feelings for you have never changed... even now, whether you are alive or dead.”

Ran Qing's calm yet earnest murmurs echoed through the dimly lit teaching building.

This was his inner whisper, a long-overdue confession.

Hearing such a confession, the mournful and resentful cries of the female ghost in the teaching building ceased at some point.

She hid in the shadows, as if she had completely vanished, and remained motionless for a long time.

Ran Qing looked at the quiet, lifeless teaching building and slowly said, "...You resent me, worry that I will fall in love with someone else, worry that I will be with another girl, so you want to take revenge on everything."

“I can understand that.”

“If I were to die and you were to live, the thought of you marrying another man and having children with another man… I wouldn’t be able to accept it either.”

"But our affairs should not involve innocent people."

"You have already killed many innocent people, don't continue to make mistakes."

"Hundreds of thousands of people live in Moonlit City, and they are all innocent..."

"I can swear to you that as long as you give up everything you are doing now, let me help you pass on to the afterlife and stop harming people, I can live a lonely life, never marry anyone, never get married, and never have children."

I can stay by your side for life!

Ran Qing made a quiet promise, trying to make a final attempt to salvage the relationship and leave a complete and somewhat beautiful ending for the girl he liked.

However, his final act of kindness only earned him a sinister laugh from the darkness.

That laughter, tinged with sorrow, carried a hint of sinister madness.

"...You're right, Ran Qing."

“I’m petty, so I can’t accept you finding another woman after I die. I can’t accept you being intimate with another woman, getting married and having children.”

"But you want to remain a widow for me for the rest of your life? I can't accept that either."

"I like you, I love you deeply. If you grow old alone and have no children, it will break my heart... Just thinking about it makes my heart ache."

"So, Ran Qing, I have no choice but to take you with me."

"Let's die together, so you won't have to suffer..."

"Let's die together, that's the best ending for us, we can both accept it...hehe..."

"Then we'll take Teacher Jin, Teacher Liu, Teacher Lu and the others with us, the students in the school, the auntie selling sticky rice at the school gate, the family selling mutton rice noodles on the roadside... we'll take everyone we've ever met with us."

"If everyone in Moonlit City died together, and no one was ever buried, wouldn't that be the fairest thing for us?"

"Why are we all dead, while they can live carefree lives?!"

"Hehehe... Let's die together..."

Inside the dimly lit school building, as the ghostly, maniacal laughter of the woman grew increasingly piercing, the eerie wind blowing through the building became ever more biting and chilling.

Ran Qing, whose clothes fluttered in the cold wind, gripped the staff in her hand with icy eyes.

He took a deep breath and slammed the staff with the severed head onto the corridor, making a dull, strange sound.

The next second, all the eerie winds were dispersed.

Centered on Ran Qing, who was holding a staff with a human head, thin red rope figures squeaked and jumped out of Ran Qing's body, running in all directions.

The little red rope figures trembled, vaguely forming crooked characters on the ground. Ran Qing, wearing a demon mask, abandoned all her kindness at this moment.

A malevolent, dark aura, as malevolent and violent as a demon, rose from his body.

"...Then I have no choice but to kill you."

Ran Qing's cold and malevolent whisper announced the breakdown of the verdict.

As Ran Qing withdrew all her kindness, the ghostly laughter echoing in the dark school building grew increasingly manic.

"...Hahahaha...I can't keep up the act anymore!"

"Ran Qing! You are truly selfish and self-serving!"

"You pretended to be so affectionate, but in the end you still wanted to kill me... You weren't even willing to die with me, so what right do you have to say you like me!"

The female ghost was frantic and violent, angrily cursing Ran Qing, but as she cursed, she began to weep sadly.

That manic reaction of crying and laughing was like that of a madman having a psychotic episode.

However, this time Ran Qing showed no pity whatsoever.

He stood coldly in place, constantly waving his staff, poking and pushing the wriggling red rope figures at his feet, helping them form crooked characters.

At the same time, a sinister voice rang out from beneath the wooden mask.

"...What nonsense are you talking about!"

“My life was saved by my master sacrificing her life, raised by my mother with great care, and raised by my grandmother who went to the mountains to dig up medicinal herbs to sell and work in the fields to grow corn in the sweltering summer.”

“Even Ran Jianfei, whom I looked down on, did his best to save me.”

"The weight of my life is the result of my whole family, my master, and my friend Mo Lizongshu. They have all supported me to this day, which is why I have been able to live to get here."

"This isn't just my fate."

"Even if it's just for them, I will live with my head held high!"

"You think you can just tell me to die with you, to commit suicide for love, with just a word?"

Ran Qing said coldly, "I originally wanted to leave you with a somewhat amicable ending, and for us to settle things peacefully."

"Since you refuse to accept this, then I will find you and use the methods of a spirit medium to kill you!"

"The moment you dragged me into the depths of this soul, you were already doomed. Even if you kill Mo Li, Zong Shu, and the others outside, you can't stop me."

"Don't even think about threatening me with Zong Shu and Mo Li. I won't fall for your threats!"

"If Mo Lizongshu and the others are still alive when I find you, I will give you a peaceful and blessed end."

"But if by the time I find you, Mo Lizongshu will have already been killed by you... then Li Hongye, just wait and see, I'll use the most vicious and cruel evil arts of the Yin-Yang lineage to torture you until you are reduced to ashes!"

Ran Qing's cold and menacing words carried a vicious threat.

In the dimly lit school building, the biting wind suddenly stopped.

This ferocious and ruthless Ran Qing is completely different from the Ran Qing he was at school.

Ran Qing, as a student at school, always gave people the impression of being gentle, kind, and indecisive, with no aggressiveness.

However, at this moment, Ran Qing, who was speaking in a chilling whisper, was like a brutal demon, decisive, ruthless, violent, and domineering, making people's hair stand on end.

The malice emanating from him was as sharp as countless needles.

In the dimly lit school building, the mournful and eerie cries of a female ghost drifted out.

"How scary... Ran Qing..."

"You've become so fierce...so manly..."

"Hehehe...but you want to kill me..."

"You didn't even bring your living soul with you, Ran Qing, how can you kill me?"

"Hehehe...you'll die...and your friends will die too..."

"Everyone will die..."

"As for you, you will die a horrible death..."

The female ghost in the eerie wind began to scream and laugh strangely.

“I’ve been suppressing my demonic side, but now I’m going to unleash it.”

"Let it kill you...it would be more than happy to, and it would go crazy!"

"Hee hee hee……"

Amidst the sinister laughter, the female ghost's voice in the teaching building abruptly disappeared for several seconds.

A few seconds later, the eerie wind blew through the teaching building again.

However, this time, along with the eerie wind came the piercing, violent howls of evil spirits.

"...Ran Qing..."

"die……"

"They're all going to die..."

The howling of that demon had completely lost its reason.

At this moment, Li Hongye's rational personality completely disappeared, replaced by a true demon.

The purest resentment and malice rushed towards him, but Ran Qing remained unmoved.

The staff slammed into the ground, and the Yin energy of the spirit medium spread along the staff to the ground, then outwards along the floor and onto the red rope figures at Ran Qing's feet.

The tiny red rope figures, twisted and arranged to form various characters, were densely packed at Ran Qing's feet, as if forming a strange magic circle.

As the evil energy spread, these little red rope figures suddenly stiffened, seemingly turning into the words scribbled on the ground.

The chilling whispers of the spirit medium Ran Qing echoed coldly in the corridor.

"...The floating corpses rise, the wandering souls roam, the True Lord clears the way, and the ghosts and gods perish."

"The dawn breaks, dispelling the gloom; the Rakshasa, severed-headed, treads upon the setting sun!"

As the spirit medium chanted his incantations, wisps of black mist, each the size of a human head, rose from the red rope figures on the ground.

Within the black mist, one could vaguely see the ferocious faces of the evil lords.

Ran Qing heard the excited roars of the evil lords.

"...Find her!"

"I ate! I ate!"

"rush!"

Clusters of black mist, each the size of a human head, with jet-black tails, rushed towards the teaching building, heading towards Ran Qing from the front and back.

The evil lords behind the Nuo opera masks were extremely excited and fanatical as they searched for the female ghost in the school building.

Nine plumes of black mist, like legendary flying heads, swiftly swept across the entire teaching building, passing through each classroom.

Ran Qing, holding the staff with the human head in his hand, stood still with his eyes closed, gripping the staff tightly, not daring to let the nine wisps of black mist escape his control.

He had roughly guessed where Li Hongye was hiding, and the reason he used the [Rakshasa Decapitation Technique] was simply to lock onto the target as quickly as possible.

If this drags on any longer, Mo Li and the others outside will really be in danger!

(End of this chapter)