Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 58 No words to write
"The favors I owe are getting bigger and bigger..."

Ran Qing left his sixth aunt's house and walked towards the shantytown on Qingyuan Road in the night with Xiao Mianhua.

His face looked a little gloomy.

For Ran Qing now, the most difficult thing, and the thing he absolutely cannot come up with, is money.

This time, Aunt Liu will probably lose a lot of money in order to help him.

I don't know how much money is in Aunt Liu's bankbook. If the knife seller takes all the money, will he be willing to compensate me if I rescue him?

This is the only way Ran Qing can think of at the moment to make up for Aunt Liu's loss.

He didn't want the man's money, but if he and Aunt Liu rescued the man, after all, it was also to save people, so the man should help Aunt Liu make up for the loss, right?
"But that man fell into a coma to protect me from disaster, so I should actually pay the difference?"

Ran Qing suddenly thought of this again, and his face suddenly froze.

He stood there silently, his expression stiff for a long time, and finally murmured.

"...So what's going on? Why am I being haunted by Li Hongye? Why are you trying to ward off disaster for me? Why did my mother's corpse appear above my head?"

"Is it me who was implicated by you, or you who was harmed by me?"

"Why didn't you tell me this before?"

As Ran Qing continued to think and consider, all the doubts, resentment, and confusion that had been forcibly suppressed these days due to the life-and-death crisis and the pressure of exams suddenly burst out.

He hadn't had time to think about these things before, nor did he want to think about them.

But at this moment, as Ran Qing had the thought, the countless suppressed dark emotions grew wildly like water weeds.

Those dark emotions that were growing wildly surged so fast that Ran Qing felt like his head was about to explode.

He looked at the trees on the roadside and seemed to see the man's face.

The screams of those evil spirits seemed to ring in my ears.

Brutal and violent emotions surged in Ran Qing's chest.

He suddenly felt an urge to tear up the roadside tree in front of him.

Since you have abandoned me since I was a child, don’t come to save me, let alone care about my life or death!

You left me aside and ignored me back then, and now that I've grown up you're trying to pretend to be a good person and help me ward off disaster... If you don't care, then just don't care!
If Li Hongye had taken me away that night and put an end to it, there wouldn't be all these troubles now!
And it also drags down Aunt Six...

Under the dim light, Ran Qing's face looked hideous and ferocious.

A fierce and violent aura rose from him.

He was clearly not wearing a Nuo opera mask, but at this moment he looked as terrifying as a demon.

The little cotton ball that followed was so frightened that it trembled all over and ran away in fear to hide in the shadows in the distance.

Ran Qing stood alone in the dim light, and his shadow under the street light seemed to have changed.

But soon, this change was forcibly stopped.

Ran Qing took a deep breath with a dark face, and suddenly growled angrily at the air around him.

"roll!"

In an instant, those harsh and noisy screams disappeared from Ran Qing's ears.

He left the noisy Colosseum again and returned to the street lights of Yuezhao City.

The cold night wind blew on Ran Qing's face, and the slight coolness on his skin made him realize that he was still in the world.

Looking at the shadow under the street light, Ran Qing came back to his senses with a gloomy expression.

“…Those evil masters are influencing me!”

Although he was not wearing a Nuo opera mask, the power of those evil masters was able to affect Ran Qing.

The uncontrollable coldness and brutality, the manic murderous intent to destroy everything, is exactly the same as the feeling after putting on the mask.

He vaguely felt that those evil masters wanted to drag him into the depths of the chaotic arena and keep him there forever. At this moment, Ran Qing understood more and more why Aunt Six had repeatedly confirmed and persuaded him when she had exorcised his spirit.

The power of the ghost walker is indeed extremely evil!
But unfortunately, Ran Qing has no way out!
The expression on Ran Qing's face kept changing, but in the end, he took a deep breath, his complexion returned to normal, and he regained his usual kindness.

"Let's go, Little Cotton," Ran Qing called to the cautious little girl not far away, "We need to go to bed early tonight."

For the first time, he was not afraid of the upcoming rescue operation to go to the Wujiang ghost world to face Li Hongye.

Instead, I felt an urgent urge to set off immediately.

He must figure out everything and must not live in a muddle!
If possible, save that man, find out everything, do what needs to be done, and then lock up this weird Nuo opera mask.

Just like Aunt Liu said, if you can avoid it, then definitely don’t use it!

……

One night passed quickly.

Ran Qing slept very soundly and didn't have any dreams.

It felt like my head had just touched the pillow when I woke up at dawn the next second.

After getting up, Ran Qing secretly opened the door and let Xiao Mianhua out. He asked Xiao Mianhua to leave quickly while the landlord, Lao Chen and his family were still asleep.

The two were already familiar with such things, and soon Xiaomianhua disappeared in the fog of Yuezhao City.

Ran Qing, who had slept soundly, sat up and looked at the thick fog outside the window. For the first time, he did not have the urgent urge to do his homework.

Aunt Six told him to go after dark, but it was still early, so what should he do?

Ran Qing sat on the bed blankly, feeling a little confused for a moment.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Ran Qing sat at the desk and opened his notebook.

But this time I didn’t want to do any exercises, but wanted to write a suicide note to myself.

Although Aunt Liu was very confident that she would not die, the appearance of the knife seller on credit still cast a shadow over Ran Qing's heart.

He was worried that something unexpected might happen.

If an accident really happened, he would rather be the one to get into the accident...

"...But I don't have any relatives. Who should I write this suicide note to?"

Ran Qing, who had just picked up the pen to write, hesitated again the moment he put pen to paper.

He, who scored very high in composition, experienced for the first time the dilemma of wanting to write but not being able to find anything to write about.

After thinking for a long time, Ran Qing finally closed the notebook and shook his head.

"If there's nothing to write, then don't write. You might not die."

It doesn't matter if you die.

He has always been alone anyway.

Ran Qing got up and went out, stretched in the morning light, and walked out of the shantytown on Qingyuan Road.

He wandered around the city aimlessly for the whole day, spent the whole afternoon reading martial arts novels in the library, and finally arrived at Sixth Aunt's house before dark.

"Sixth Aunt, I'm here," Ran Qing said in a relaxed tone, without any nervousness or fear of the danger he was about to face.

Aunt Six, who was sitting at the doorway of the main hall sewing, frowned at him and said, "Did your child have an erotic dream last night? Why is he so weird?"

Aunt Six's vulgar tone was as harsh as ever.

She pointed to the paper figures and horses beside her and said, "But you came just in time. Move all these things into the house."

"Be careful not to break it!"

Aunt Liu skillfully ordered Ran Qing around.

(End of this chapter)