Folk customs begin with the entire funeral procession

Chapter 205 The Mummified Corpse Appears, Sokun Dies (Bonus Chapter 24 for Monthly Tickets)

Time flies.

early morning.

Sokun opened his eyes.

This time, he frowned.

Why didn't you come?

Sokun stood up, his handsome face filled with murderous intent.

"You're bullying me?"

"Oh well!"

Sokun walked outside with a cold face, followed closely by the flying skulls that had been guarding him on the left and right.

As Sokun stepped out of the room, the flying skulls in other locations began to move in his direction.

After the five flying skulls gathered together, Sokun uttered a strange syllable.

On the eighth floor, the four figures who had been silent until now began to walk downstairs.

At the same time, Suokun, who was about to go downstairs, suddenly twitched his ears.

He turned his head and looked at the deepest room on this floor, his brows furrowing slightly.

As he made this move, two of the five flying skulls beside him flew out and headed towards the room where the sound came from.

After the two flying skulls entered the room, Sokun did not sense any danger signals transmitted by them.

Although the voice was still there, Sokun no longer paid any attention to it.

He immediately went downstairs.

But after taking only two steps, he turned around and went back to the seventh floor.

His gaze returned to the deepest room.

Those two flying skulls did not return.

Not only did they not return, but Sokun even sensed a hint of pleasure from the emotions transmitted back by those two flying skulls.
Sokun tried to recall the two flying skulls, but after more than ten seconds, there was no response.

With a wave of his hand, the three remaining flying heads beside Sokun flew out. Just then, four more heads arrived and took over the guarding duties, blocking Sokun's surroundings.

Not long after, looking at the flying skull that had also gone in and had not come out, a dangerous glint appeared in Sokun's eyes.

A strange sound came from his mouth, and nine small figures emerged from his sleeves, climbing up the surrounding walls and taking up advantageous positions on them.

"Sir, since you have come as agreed, let's meet. If you wish to test my abilities, there is no need to hold back. I will do my utmost to let you know my capabilities."

After saying that, Sokun stared intently at the room.

But apart from that strange sound, there was no other movement.

Sokun lost his patience and snorted coldly.

Following Sokun's cold snort, the nine ghost infants swiftly crawled towards the room.

This time, however, they didn't all enter through the main entrance. Six ghost infants climbed onto the outer wall and entered through the window from the outside.

Sokun waited for the figure that had been forced out, but as time passed, his expression changed.

Five flying skulls and nine ghost infants were all silent.

"As expected of a well-known organization in the Great Xia Dynasty, their strength is considerable!"

"In that case..."

Suddenly, a piece of skin on Sokun's face leaped up and landed on a flying skull next to him.

Soon, the skin blended into the color of the flying skull.

Immediately afterwards, the flying skull headed towards that room; this time, there was only one flying skull.

As the flying skull entered the room, Sokun waited quietly.

But not long after, he sensed the unusual fluctuations emanating from the Ghost Scorpion.

After understanding the information contained in that special fluctuation, Sokun was still somewhat confused.

"Nothing at all?"

“All the flying skulls are laughing inside.”

"Is the ghost baby laughing too?"

As he translated the message from the scorpion, Sokun became even more puzzled.

Raising his palm, Sokun put his finger in his mouth and bit it until it bled.

A flying skull flew over, and Sokun dabbed blood on the skull's eyes and drew some strange runes on its eye sockets.

Then, he took out two thick silver needles, each about the length of a palm, from his pocket and pierced them into Fei Lu's eyes.

After a moment of disorientation, Sokun gained another perspective.

There is a black dot in this field of view, but it does not affect his ability to see the specific situation.

"go with!"

The flying skull with silver needles stuck in its eyes headed towards the room. When the flying skull stopped at the door, Sokun saw the situation inside the room.

The six flying skulls stopped one meter from the entrance of the room, one next to the other, facing one direction of the room.

On the wall next to them were three ghostly infants, all looking in the same direction.

Not far away, three ghostly infants hung above a window, while three others crouched below, all of them staring in one direction within the room.

Moreover, both the ghost infant and the flying skull had smiles on their faces.

That smile disgusted Sokun.

"What's there?"

Sokun was on high alert, and immediately he piloted the flying skull inside.

Soon, he saw the whole room, and his gaze was drawn to the thing in the room.

It was a windmill embedded in a helmet.

In front of the windmill is a fan.

In front of the fan is a mobile phone with its screen lit up.

Sokun was stunned.

What's going on?
After a moment of stunned silence, a ruthless glint appeared in Sokun's eyes, and he steered the flying skull toward that direction.

Whatever it is, just destroy it!

Just as he was concentrating on the room, he suddenly heard faint footsteps.

Sokun was startled and turned his attention back to the direction from which the footsteps were coming.

But there was nothing there, and the footsteps had disappeared.

Sokun moved the two remaining flying skulls next to him, then turned around to look behind him.

There was nothing there either!

Just as Sokun turned his gaze behind him, footsteps sounded again.

Sokun turned his head sharply, and the footsteps disappeared instantly.

A cold sweat trickled down Sokun's forehead. Why? Why was there only the sound of footsteps? Where were they?
Sokun's gaze swept across several rooms ahead, then he stared intently at the dark corners, but he saw nothing.

Sneaky?

Who is manipulating ghosts and playing tricks on me!

Sokun's eyes were bloodshot; he could no longer bear the feeling of being mocked.

He opened his mouth, and a strange cry echoed up to the eighth floor, where rustling sounds began to emanate from the jars in the corners.

One after another, the scorpions rushed out of the jar, but stopped as soon as they landed.

However, they soon found the only exit that didn't have a disgusting smell.

After climbing only two or three meters, the leading scorpion sped up again, and soon, the scorpions rushed towards the exit, forming a large ball of scorpions.

They rushed inside, completely forgetting why they had been awakened in the first place.

Elsewhere, after awakening the Gu Scorpion, Sokun summoned the head he controlled in the room, which stopped in the corridor and stared at him.

"I'd like to see how you're going to hide now!"

With a fierce look in his eyes, Sokun turned his head again.

As the footsteps sounded, Sokun resisted the urge to turn around, using the sight of the flying skull to keep a close eye on the area behind him.

But he still couldn't see anything!
why!
Why can't I see it!

The footsteps suddenly became more rapid and closer.

Sokun continued to endure; he refused to believe he couldn't see it!

Just as Sokun felt the sound was two or three meters behind him and he couldn't help but start running forward, he finally saw a person in Feilu's field of vision!

A person wielding a long staff that glows with a blood-red light!
The person was right behind him, only three meters away!
"How is this possible? How did he get here?!"

Sokun turned his head and looked in that direction.

It's not an illusion, it's real!

It was a person wielding a long sword!
Sokun felt a chill run down his spine and let out a sharp scream, urging the batch of scorpions he was raising to move faster.

The two flying skulls on either side of his body had already rushed forward, trying to block the man and buy him a chance to retreat.

But at that moment, Sokun saw seven or eight pieces of paper suddenly fly out of the man's body.

After those papers appeared, they were all pasted onto the two flying skulls.

The flying skull went silent instantly and even fell directly from the sky.

At this moment, the person was less than two meters away from him.

It was too late for Sokun to retreat.

Seeing the sword flashing red light hurtling towards his eyes, Sokun shouted, "I surrender! I'm not joining anymore! I surrender!"

But the sword did not stop at all!
The swordsman's eyes were unusually cold under the light of the sword.

As the sword drew ever closer to his eyeballs, and then at another flying skull at least ten meters away, Sokun was filled with despair.

He shouldn't have come; he shouldn't have come to take the assessment!

"Snapped!"

"Chi~"

A hand appeared out of nowhere and grasped the sword that was flashing red light.

A crimson mist emanated from that hand, and in an instant, a faint red mist filled the entire seventh floor as far as the eye could see.

The last flying skull that charged toward Sokun turned into a pool of black water during its flight.

Also turning into black water were the two flying skulls that had been suppressed by Chen Miao's spirit-suppressing talisman.

Sokun wanted to run, but his body was completely immobile.

Not only him, but the young man with the sword in front of him seemed to be the same.

At this moment, the murderous intent in the young man's eyes disappeared, replaced by shock, but even more so by calmness.

Just then, a mocking voice rang out.

"Are you saying you don't want to join my cult anymore?"

Sokun didn't see the young man's pupils tremble after hearing the voice; he simply shouted:
"No, I won't join. My abilities are insufficient to join your cult. Please spare me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sokun saw the back half of the hand gripping the sword slowly condensing from the blood mist.

It was a withered and emaciated figure, with no seven orifices on its head, only seven dark holes.

At this moment, the hole located where the eyes are is looking at him.

Before Sokun could beg for mercy, an old man, less than 1.7 meters tall, with his hands behind his back, suddenly appeared behind the mummified corpse.

Sokun then realized who the real boss was.

The old man looked at Sokun.

"Are you really not joining?"

"No, no, if you're willing, I'm willing to serve you like a slave!"

The old man nodded.

"understood."

"If that's the case, then that's really... wonderful!"

The old man's sudden excited tone startled Sokun.

Then, Sokun saw the mummified corpse release the sword.

A withered hand landed on his shoulder, followed by a second.

Soon, Sokun stood face to face with that withered figure.

"Senior, this is..."

Sokun sensed something was wrong. Just then, he suddenly saw two red vortexes appear in the dark eye sockets.

As he watched, Sokun felt himself becoming increasingly giddy.

My body felt as if it had lost its weight.

He felt like he was flying.

"As expected, the legend of cultivating immortality in the Great Xia Dynasty is true!"

……

At this moment, Chen Miao saw a completely different scene.

A white, illusory figure emerged from Sokun's body and was completely absorbed into the seven orifices of the dried corpse.

As Suo Kun collapsed, Chen Miao felt a chill run through his body.

The mummified corpse slowly turned its body around.

One hand rested on Chen Miao's left shoulder, and the other hand rested on Chen Miao's right shoulder.

……

(End of this chapter)