Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 425 Hate Me for the Rest of Your Life

Inside the stone chamber, a chilling wind blew, and the air was thick with the smell of blood.

The blood-soaked corpse, howling in agony, knelt on the ground, its flesh falling off piece by piece and turning into putrid, blood-red sludge.

Inside the blood-soaked corpse, Li Hongye's mother's voice could be heard cursing in anguish.

It cursed Long Zongshu and Long Zongshu's grandfather.

Meanwhile, Ran Qing, who was at the edge of the stone chamber, had just used a blood talisman to summon an evil master and withstand the raging wave of evil spirits outside the stone platform.

Now, gazing at the hideous, bloodied corpse before her, Ran Qing took a deep breath, a muffled, choking sound emanating from her nostrils.

He softly called out, "Zongshu..."

At that moment, he finally understood many things.

So that's the truth.

It was just a favor from his father to carry the corpse home, nothing much, but Zong Shu always tried his best to help him, without fear of hardship or death.

So that's the reason.

Muneki...

What you hate is not your own ingratitude.

What you hate is that weak, timid version of yourself who dared not do anything.

You owe no one anything, and you haven't done anything wrong.

On the contrary, you've done enough, you've done too much.

No one will blame you for not being brave enough back then; it wasn't your fault.

Ran Qing stared at the blood-soaked corpse in front of her, her vision somewhat blurred.

The tall, thin boy, always silent and reserved, who used to hide in a corner and secretly read martial arts novels, has completely disappeared.

But the image of it walking towards that burly, blood-soaked corpse was forever etched in Ran Qing's mind.

“I will never forget, Muneki. I once had a very good friend…”

Ran Qing spoke softly, leading a group of excited, blood-red ghostly figures, hundreds of yellow paper talismans spinning wildly around him, an angry Mo Li, and a wary corpse-driving Taoist, as he walked up to the blood corpse.

At this point, the blood corpse had been stripped of a large amount of its malevolent energy and resentment.

The living soul is the natural enemy of the blood corpse.

The successive sacrifices of two living souls weakened the terrifying blood corpse, which had been cultivated and refined by the blood ties of this family of three, to an unimaginable degree.

At this moment, the flesh on the blood corpse was still rotting and falling off piece by piece.

In the distance, Ran Jianfei, who had transformed into a flying zombie, suddenly roared to the sky, letting out a piercing howl.

But instead of rushing towards Ran Qing, the terrifying flying zombie turned and rushed out of the stone chamber.

As the blood corpse weakened, the flying zombie, which had been enslaved and controlled by Li Hongye, was immediately freed and flew outside.

Another female corpse, dressed in a red wedding gown and covered with a red veil, stood stiffly in place, once again unclaimed.

It neither left nor moved, as if it had turned into a stone statue.

Outside the stone platform, the howling of the flying zombies grew farther and farther away.

It rushed into the wave of evil spirits outside, seemingly overwhelmed by them, yet also seemingly managing to escape and fly far away.

The sound of the flying zombie gradually faded away, leaving it unclear whether it had successfully escaped.

But even if it escapes, no one will ever see it again—the flying zombie that escapes the Ancient Luo Ghost Kingdom will only wander aimlessly in the boundless Wujiang Ghost Realm, becoming one of the evil spirits in the darkness of the underworld.

Ran Qing was unmoved by the passing of her father's body.

For him, the flying zombie's escape was simply the elimination of one enemy.

With a cold and hard expression, he stood quietly ten meters in front of the blood corpse, facing it head-on.

The stench of blood and decay hit me, making me feel nauseous.

Rotting flesh kept peeling off the blood corpse, revealing the dark bones beneath.

The blood-soaked corpse, filled with venomous hatred, had four twisted eyes crowding its face, staring intently at Ran Qing.

The voice of Li Hongye's mother growled.

"...The bastard child of the Ran family!"

Li Hongye's voice was calmer and more rational than expected.

She said coldly, "...You win, Ran Qing."

"I never imagined that the unassuming Long Zongshu was the one who was hiding the deepest secret."

"But do you remember? His mother didn't know he was dead."

“When he talked to his mother on the phone before, she even forced him to leave Yue Zhao and move to another place with her.”

"Long Zongshu must have gone to his grandfather in the countryside after his death, and it was with the help of the old man of the Long family that he became a mountain ghost."

"Both grandfather and grandson kept it a secret from Long Zongshu's mother."

"But now Long Zongshu is dead, and Long Zongshu's grandfather is also dead. As the only survivor, you are responsible for telling Long Zongshu's mother the truth about their tragic deaths."

Do you have the courage to face your friend's mother?

Li Hongye said coldly, "That poor woman lost her husband ten years ago. Ten years later, her son died... Her remaining life is nothing but desolation."

Li Hongye's cold and indifferent words carried a kind of malice that sent chills down one's spine.

Upon hearing her cold reminder, Ran Qing's expression twisted slightly, and her hands, hanging by her sides, clenched unconsciously.

"...You are so vicious."

Ran Qing stared intently at the blood-soaked corpse before him, at the girl who had once been the love of his life.

This once playful and adorable girl not only wanted to take him with her after her death, but now she's even trying to break through Ran Qing's defenses with vicious words.

Ran Qing gritted her teeth and said, "Even now, are you still going to continue to disgust me?"

"No matter what, we used to like each other..."

At this final moment, are you unwilling to even bid each other a quiet farewell and leave a beautiful and dignified ending?

Ran Qing felt heartbroken, disappointed, and disheartened.

Li Hongye, who has lost all hope, is now like a fish on a chopping board, at Ran Qing's mercy.

People say that a dying person's words are good.

But in the final moments of Li Hongye's life, she did not wake up or regain her friendliness; instead, she continued to hurt Ran Qing with vicious and sharp words.

And Ran Qing must admit that he was stabbed.

Zongshu's mother was unaware that Zongshu had died.

As for myself, I will return to the human world to help Zong Shu with his funeral arrangements and to face Zong Shu's mother...

Just imagining that scene made Ran Qing's heart ache as if it were being stabbed.

He stared intently at the bloodied corpse before him, his eyes filled with pain, resentment, and despair.

Ran Qing couldn't accept that the girl he once liked was so vicious and selfish!
Amidst the stench and foul wind, the blood-soaked corpse, frozen in place, looked down at Ran Qing.

Inside the blood-soaked corpse, Li Hongye's voice rang out with a cold laugh.

She seemed very happy and smug, enjoying Ran Qing's pain and resentment.

Li Hongye said with a cold laugh, "Begging for mercy and care when you're about to die is not my style."

"Ran Qing, I did like you, but our relationship ended completely before it even began."

"If we're really talking about feelings... how much emotion can there be in these adolescent flutters?"

Even if I gently beg for forgiveness and pitifully lie in your arms seeking your affection, what can I change?

“I am destined to be killed by you, and you will soon forget me after I am completely destroyed.”

"In the first few days or months, you may be very sad and think of me often, but as time goes by, my face will become blurred in your memory."

"The feelings between us were nothing more than the stirrings of youth. They hadn't even begun, let alone been tempered by time, so they had no real significance."

"You might remember that there was once a Li Hongye who liked you, and you liked her too, but in a few years, you will meet another girl, fall in love with her, and truly be together."

"By then, you will have completely forgotten what I look like, and will only remember the name Li Hongye."

"Since I'm going to be forgotten by you anyway, why should I give in to you?"

Li Hongye said softly, "Hate...lasts longer than love." "I can't be with you, I'm destined not to love you, so I will kill you and take you with me."

"If I can't even kill you, then I'll make you hate me, hate me to the core..."

"The fatherly love you craved since childhood, your relatively kind stepmother, your best friend Long Zongshu, your best friend's grandfather... all these relatives and friends around you were killed by me."

"And you survived thanks to their selfless rescue."

"Then let me live my whole life with the guilt I feel towards them and the resentment they have for me."

Li Hongye chuckled softly as she said this, "Unfortunately, I no longer have the strength to deal with that filthy bitch beside you."

"If I could kill her too, making you all alone again, then you would never be able to forget me."

"I really want to take everything away from you and make you live a miserable life forever..."

"Hahaha……"

Li Hongye's cold, resentful, and triumphant laugh was filled with venomous malice.

The emotions conveyed in that chilling, eerie laughter were so complex that Ran Qing's fingers trembled.

He stared intently at the blood-soaked corpse before him, listening to her venomous laughter, and for a moment he was speechless.

His lips parted, but he remained silent for a long time.

Only after Li Hongye's eerie laughter gradually subsided did Ran Qing take a deep breath and speak slowly.

"...What's the difference between hating you for a lifetime and missing you for a lifetime?"

Ran Qing looked at her sadly and said softly, "Are you so afraid that I will forget you, Li Hongye?"

Outside the stone chamber, a surging tide of evil spirits lay, with three enormous phantom figures of evil lords struggling to withstand the rampaging wave of demons.

The evil spirits of the entire ancient ghost kingdom are all surging towards this place.

Mo Li, standing to the side, worriedly reminded her, "Ran Qing, time..."

Although Ran Qing still has quite a few ghost eyes left, continuing to delay will ultimately be dangerous.

After killing the blood corpse, the Ghost King's corpse in the Ghost King's coffin must be restored.

That will take time.

Only by restoring the Ghost King's corpse can the riotous Ancient Ghost Kingdom be calmed down and the wandering evil spirits be drawn back.

The ancient ghost kingdom is destined to be destroyed, but as long as it does not affect the living in the human world, then let this ghost kingdom in the depths of darkness and the netherworld be destroyed.

Mo Li had no attachment to his country.

In her lifetime, she was forced to ascend the throne and then compelled to become a sacrifice for the entire ancient kingdom of Guro...

Hearing Mo Li's reminder, Ran Qing nodded gently.

He then raised his head and looked at the burly, blood-soaked corpse before him.

The rotten flesh on the blood corpse stopped falling off.

The damage caused to it by the voluntary sacrifice of two living souls ends here.

This blood corpse still retains less than a third of its malevolent aura, much weaker than before, but it still has some fighting power.

Ran Qing said, "...Leave one last message, Li Hongye."

Ran Qing's tone turned icy: "I will kill you."

When he said those words, Ran Qing felt completely calm.

It was much calmer than I had expected.

But from within the blood-soaked corpse, Li Hongye's voice sneered.

"...Just do it, stop talking nonsense."

The burly, blood-soaked corpse stood frozen in place, its arms hanging limply at its sides.

Li Hongye's mother's voice was a venomous roar.

"You bastard of the Ran family! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

The blood corpse attempted to raise its hand to attack Ran Qing.

But Li Hongye's voice rang out coldly.

"...Mom, that's enough, it's over."

"Don't make a death throes; it's too ugly."

Li Hongye said coldly, "I have done everything I could and should have done."

"Ran Jianfei is dead, and all the ghost-raisers are dead too."

"Now it's your turn to be obedient. Stay still and let the three of us quietly perish."

Li Hongye's cold whispers seemed to possess an irresistible magic.

The blood corpse's raised hand froze in mid-air.

The next second, Li Hongye's mother's voice wailed.

She cried out in resentment and pain.

"...Hongye, Mom is so sorry! It's all my fault..."

In her final moments before her demise, the woman seemed to regain her rationality.

She was crying and apologizing to her daughter, as if that would bring her some final comfort.

But Li Hongye's voice was cold and mocking.

"...Shut up, no one will forgive you."

"I did all this not for you."

"You and those ghost breeders killed my stepfather and destroyed my family... My father was such a good person, I'm just avenging him! Avenging myself!"

Li Hongye's cold voice shattered her mother's wailing.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from inside the blood-soaked corpse.

She cried out in anguish, "Red Leaf!"

This vicious woman seemed to have suffered extremely terrible treatment, her screams of agony never ceasing.

At the same time, Li Hongye's cold voice also rang out.

"...Die."

The two women's voices blended together.

The blood-soaked corpse's stiff, muscular body convulsed in pain, as if some disease had struck its body.

The voice of Li Hongye's father, Lu Baiyin, was wailing and shouting.

"...You mustn't..."

But its cries were quickly drowned out.

As the burly blood corpse stiffened and twitched, the evil lords around Ran Qing excitedly surged forward and instantly overwhelmed the blood corpse.

This massive and terrifying blood corpse stood stiffly in place, offering no resistance, as it was devoured and fought over by the excited and frenzied evil lord's red shadows.

Amidst the splattering of blood and flesh, a chilling, rapid chewing sound echoed within the stone chamber.

Just one minute later, all that remained was a dark, ugly skeleton.

The skeleton was extremely twisted, with three rib cavities, six hand bones, and six leg bones; it was a completely deformed monster.

But the evil lords didn't even spare the bones, pounced on the skeletons and chewed them vigorously.

In the end, not even bone fragments remained of the blood corpse, which was devoured by the evil lords.

Ran Qing heard the excited shouts of the evil lords.

"Delicious! Delicious!"

And the evil lord who couldn't get out, and the roar of resentment and anger.

"let me out!"

"I'm not included!"

"I'm not included!"

(End of this chapter)