No turning back, my steps below are faster!
Siye consumes the earth's Qi, so Zhao Kang should have weakened.
He is wearing corpse clothes, wearing glasses, and the sky knows if he is really weak or if there is a suppression from the earth's Qi. Those two suits of clothes are the old man's refuge, and they will reveal even more horror!
At this moment, "he" is not just a phantom without skin, but also Zhao Kang himself.
Furthermore, Siye will definitely inform Uncle Huang that the pestilence ghost is not "Zhao Kang."
Then they will re-investigate the Pestilence Ghost, and whether it will lead to the discovery of the earth's Qi movement ten years ago.
For me, the hidden dangers are even greater.
Between thoughts, I reached the exit of this bamboo forest.
Then the malevolent feeling disappeared, it was because Zhao Kang had not fully recovered his soul body and had not chased me up.
To leave this deep village and return to the safe area, it would take more than ten minutes to walk.
But there's also a problem with the safe area; a ghost of retribution is lurking there! Venturing into the range of the ghost of retribution recklessly could be deadly!
And if we don't find a safe place to stay, Zhao Kang will definitely seek revenge on me as soon as he recovers his soul body!
Siye did a shady job on this matter, leaving me with such a big tail!
As I hesitated, I suddenly focused my thoughts and walked in the direction of where I had come from earlier.
After passing through an old, disorganized courtyard, I stopped in front of another courtyard door.
The old woman was still making shoe soles. She looked up at me afterwards, her misty eyes staring blankly.
"Help me with a favor, if someone wearing a suit and glasses comes looking for us, don't let them find us!"
I spoke quickly and in a low voice, "If you help me, I'll help you."
The old woman's wrinkled face lit up with joy. She quickly stood up, patted her clothes, and went towards the front hall.
Following her inside, the old woman pointed to the door of a room to the side.
After I entered the room again, the old woman immediately withdrew into the front hall, and the door closed.
The room was very clean, with everything arranged in an extremely neat and tidy manner.
On the bed was a picture frame, containing a black and white photograph.
The photograph is not a postmortem, but a very young man wearing fashionable jeans and a denim jacket, standing at the entrance of Qijia Village, still carrying a briefcase.
I placed the Kwagatai gently on the bed and cautiously peered through the cracks of the paper window to watch the courtyard gate.
The old woman sat there, sewing with great concentration, as if nothing had happened.
The tension in my heart did not ease, and I vigilantly watched the direction from where we came.
The village road was completely quiet, with no movement at all, not even a single ghostly figure could be seen.
That's because Zhao Kang hasn't fully recovered yet.
Or did he lose him?
I looked at Kwagatai again; she was breathing more evenly, but her delicate face was still pale.
With a slight hesitation, I took out the porcelain bottle and poured out a Ziyang Pill.
I gave the Dan Pill to Kwagatai, who slowly began to turn her color rosy.
Unlike before, the enchanting aura of Kwagatai had completely vanished.
However, her true appearance was quite pure.
This was different from Tang Qianqian's naive purity. Kwagatai's pureness was just right in everything.
Even without makeup, she exudes a sense of pure desire, which is her true essence!
The pink mist she had before was probably a special kind of ghost that I don't recognize.
Seeing that the rosy color on Kwagatai's face grew more intense, I reached out and pinched her human middle.
Kwagatai's eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes faintly.
When she saw me in an instant, her eyes were stunned, as if she didn't expect to see me here!
Immediately, she looked around nervously.
"How did you..."
I raised my index finger to my lips, signaling Kwagatai to be silent.
Kwagatai then covered her mouth, and then it seemed like she noticed something wrong. Her eyes widened even more, and she looked down as if she were examining her own body.
I didn't explain anything and turned to look through the cracks in the window.
In the distance of the village road, a figure finally appeared.
A neat and tidy light brown suit fit perfectly, with rimless glasses, part of the frame plated with gold, and the other part made of semi-transparent horn material.
Just that Zhao Kang's face was too thin, with no two pieces of flesh on it.
He moved forward slowly, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
That's how it is for normal ghosts; they have no weight.
The old woman continued to sew shoe soles, and she didn't look up until Zhao Kang stopped in front of the courtyard.
"Old woman," Zhao Kang looked down at her, his voice as dry as two pieces of wood rubbing against each other.
The old woman looked up slowly, locking eyes with Zhao Kang.
"Have you seen two living people? A man and a woman," Zhao Kang asked emotionlessly.
The old woman smiled, and her wrinkled skin folded up, almost able to squish flies.
Then she lowered her head and continued to make shoe soles.
Zhao Kang's dry corpse-like thin face looked more malevolent.
"Deaf?" he asked in a sinister manner.
The old woman didn't look up anymore, speaking slowly: "There are only ghosts in Qijia Village, no people. You are good-looking but heartless."
Zhao Kang's voice wasn't small, but the old woman's voice wasn't loud either.
It was just that the place was too quiet, so it could be heard clearly.
Zhao Kang pushed his glasses frame up, staring at the old woman for a few seconds before walking forward.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
With the corner of my eye, I saw that Kwagatai was bending over and lying on the bed, similarly watching through the window. Sweat was trickling down her forehead.
A faint fragrance entered my nose.
However, Zhao Kang had just taken three steps out when he suddenly turned around and took two steps back abruptly.
I held my breath, staring intently at the courtyard gate.
Zhao Kang suddenly reached out and grabbed the old woman's shoulder, lifting her up!
Instantly, Zhao Kang bit into her head.
Kwagatai immediately covered her mouth.
My heart trembled slightly.
Zhao Kang must not have noticed us, but he is heartless and wants to eat the old woman!
The next moment, Kwagatai was about to get up, and I immediately pressed down on her shoulder!
She turned her head and looked at me, her eyes were especially anxious, and it was clear that she wanted to go out to help!
I tried my best to calm down, and I made a shushing gesture to Kwagatai.
The old woman isn't that simple either.
Normal ghosts can't eat emotional ghosts.
If Zhao Kang still has the characteristics of pestilence ghost, it might be different.
But right now, he's just a normal ghost; the special clothing and glasses he wears are just different.
It seemed that Zhao Kang was about to bite the old woman on the head.
The old woman's body shuddered, and a sorrowful cry came from her mouth.
In that moment, the sorrowful sentiment struck straight to the bottom of one's heart.
Having experienced it once before, I had mentally prepared myself and could bear it somewhat.
However, Kwagatai burst into tears instantly.
Zhao Kang froze completely, staring dully at the old woman, and his hand suddenly released!
A painful scream came from his mouth!
His face began to change repeatedly!
From Shiqing, it transformed into ghosts that I didn't recognize but he had eaten.
It became Zhao Zui!
Finally, it turned into a bloody face!
It was shockingly a skinless ghost!
The skinless ghost suddenly hugged its own head, and its blood-covered mouth opened widely, the scream was extremely ear-piercing!
The old woman sat on the ground, and her crying became even more sorrowful!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
There was a constant explosion of gray smoke from her body!
As the gray smoke disperses from her body, it quickly condenses into a vague shadow!
I saw Zhao Zui!
I saw Shiqing!
I saw Zhao Kang!
