Wu Mabo looked around and saw that the wandering souls were gathering around them like moths to a flame, increasing in number. With a sigh, he dragged his tired and heavy body and resumed walking. “We need to keep running, can’t afford to stop. Otherwise, we’ll be eaten by these things.”
After a moment of hesitation, Tong Xiaosong suggested, “Let me carry you! I’ve built up some strength during this time. Although I may not run very fast with you on my back, we can still keep moving.”
“Shut up…” Wu Mabo immediately rejected Tong Xiaosong’s proposal. Wiping away his sweat, he pointed towards a familiar-looking intersection and said, “That place seems a bit familiar. Let’s run towards there, quickly…”
Without waiting for Tong Xiaosong, he started running ahead.
Tong Xiaosong followed anxiously, not daring to run too fast, always ready to lift the exhausted Wu Mabo on his back.
***
They ran into the street, and the surroundings seemed to darken in an instant. What puzzled them was that inside this street, there was nothing, and the houses were neatly arranged.
Looking back, countless wandering souls crowded at the entrance of the street, staring intently at them.
Tong Xiaosong hurriedly stopped, “Don’t… don’t run in there!”
Wu Mabo also came to a halt, panting heavily with hands on his knees.
Tong Xiaosong anxiously said, “Look, they are not coming in. Could there be something even more terrifying inside?”
“Even if there is, we have to go in,” Wu Mabo said weakly. “I remember now; this is the place I dreamed about last night. Tang Yuxin is locked in a house not far from here, I’m sure it’s here…”
He glanced back and sighed, “It’s good they’re not chasing us anymore. I can’t run anymore. Let’s walk over there slowly.”
Hearing this, Tong Xiaosong looked into the street. There were many ominous and deathly red lanterns on both sides of the road. His gaze became determined, “Then wait for me here. I’ll go in and find her. After I find her, I’ll bring her out to meet you.”
“Bullshit!” Wu Mabo gruffly retorted, “You won’t find your way without me, and how can this weakling save her! I really don’t have much strength left. Don’t waste my energy on this, Tong Xiaosong! Let’s finish this quickly, find Tang Yuxin, and then try to leave this cursed place as soon as possible!”
Tong Xiaosong hesitated, even considering whether to forcibly leave Wu Mabo behind.
Wu Mabo sighed, “What if you’re not here, and those things at the intersection come in? What am I supposed to do? I don’t have the strength, won’t I become their meal?”
This completely dispelled Tong Xiaosong’s idea of leaving Wu Mabo behind. He said, “Then I’ll carry you.”
“No need, I can still walk,” Wu Mabo headed directly toward the depths of the street. “You need to conserve energy. Wait until I can’t walk anymore, then you can carry me.”
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Tong Xiaosong followed Wu Mabo with concern.
***
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As soon as they entered, they heard a series of sobbing sounds coming from inside the house.
Both of them became alert, recognizing the crying as Tang Yuxin’s voice!
***
The door was also wide open, but there was no illumination inside; it was pitch black. They crouched at the doorway, squinting to peer inside. Carefully discerning the surroundings, they could only vaguely see some outlines.
Wu Mabo turned his head and whispered extremely low in Tong Xiaosong’s ear, “Exactly the same as my dream.”
A group of unknown entities surrounded Tang Yuxin, hunched over, emitting sounds reminiscent of devouring food voraciously.
Tang Yuxin cried weakly, as if she could disappear at any moment.
Wu Mabo cursed inwardly and whispered to Tong Xiaosong, “I’ll distract them; you rescue Tang Yuxin, then act accordingly.”
Tong Xiaosong’s heart skipped a beat; he shook his head vehemently, grabbing Wu Mabo. He whispered into Wu Mabo’s ear, “You’ve reached your limit. My stamina is still plentiful. I’ll divert their attention, and you save Tang Yuxin. After shaking them off, I’ll find you guys.”
Wu Mabo was about to argue, but Tong Xiaosong didn’t give him a chance. He firmly held onto Wu Mabo, lowering his voice, “You’re too tired, and you can’t run. You’ll die. I still have the energy, and I can run. There’s no need for you to sacrifice yourself!”
After a moment’s thought, Tong Xiaosong made a firm decision and gritted his teeth, “If you don’t listen to me, I’ll use clothes to tie you up and carry you to the street. By then, I won’t just have to save Tang Yuxin, but also drag you along.”
Wu Mabo couldn’t help but laugh at the threat but also understood Tong Xiaosong’s determination. Further arguing would only make matters worse.
He nodded, “Okay, I’ll follow your lead. Haha, even a weakling is using tough talk now.”
Ignoring whatever Wu Mabo said, Tong Xiaosong supported Wu Mabo and hid in a corner. Then, in the courtyard, he grabbed a few candles.
Standing in the yard, he shouted, “Hey!”
Then, he threw the burning candles into the house.
The dancing flames from the candles illuminated the interior.
Those entities turned around, and the candles revealed their faces.
Tong Xiaosong’s face instantly turned pale.
He recognized these dead people; they were all corpses from the black-and-white photos he had seen in the temple.
Stiff for a moment, he immediately snapped back to reality and threw all the candles inside.
These dead people were obviously different from those on the street. Surprisingly, they became enraged in an instant.
As they dispersed, Tang Yuxin, who was surrounded inside, noticed something unusual and looked in Tong Xiaosong’s direction.
Locking eyes, Tang Yuxin looked weary and surprised, unable to believe that someone familiar would appear in such a ghostly place.
Seeing those entities react, Tong Xiaosong turned around and ran.
Not feeling reassured, he looked back, and his heart nearly jumped out of his chest as fear surged to its peak.
Although these dead people were tiptoeing, their movements were incredibly fast.
Some of them had incomplete limbs and weren’t walking at all; instead, they crawled toward him like arthropods at an astonishing speed.
He dared not slow down, rushing toward the depths of the street as soon as he exited the gate.
***
The deeper Tong Xiaosong ran, the more his heart raced. The buildings on either side of the street grew taller, and the things inside became increasingly bizarre. It felt as if he had entered a forbidden place.
Suddenly, he heard the mournful sound of a suona, an instrument often played at funerals.
Looking ahead on the dimly lit street, he saw two figures carrying a coffin, one in front and one behind, tiptoeing toward him.
Tong Xiaosong wanted to turn around but found that the dead people behind him had caught up.
He had no doubt that the next moment he would be devoured entirely by these dead.
The pale and twisted face of a dead person was right in front of him. He didn’t even have time to think too much; his mind was filled with fear and despair.
Suddenly, a cluster of blue flames ignited in front of him.
More precisely, it ignited on the dead person right in front of him.
The blue flames connected into a single mass, illuminating this section of the street.
The pursuing dead people wailed and disappeared within the blue flames.
Tong Xiaosong glanced back, and the two figures carrying the coffin were nowhere to be seen.
Turning back, a familiar face appeared before him—Gu Xuan.
***
Tong Xiaosong stared blankly at Gu Xuan.
Gu Xuan smiled, “What are you standing there for? We should go.”
With that, he grabbed Tong Xiaosong’s wrist and, without hesitation, turned around and started running back.
Tong Xiaosong, exhausted from the recent scare and his desperate sprint, had almost depleted his strength. Although he could still manage to run, he couldn’t keep up with Gu Xuan’s pace.
Unexpectedly, Gu Xuan noticed and swiftly turned around, effortlessly lifting Tong Xiaosong onto his back as if picking up a backpack.
Gu Xuan carried him with ease and continued running ahead.
Being so close, Tong Xiaosong caught a whiff of the faint sandalwood scent coming from Gu Xuan.
Puzzled, he furrowed his brows, carefully examining Gu Xuan beneath him. Gu Xuan was still wearing the same clothes as in the graveyard, but the foul smell was gone.
How strange…
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