They waited until dawn, and finally, after a door creaked, the house fell silent.
Coming out of the closet, Zhi Xian said, “Tong Xiaosong, take Wu Mabo to the utility room and bring back the pickaxe and sledgehammer. We’ll start by smashing the wall of the master bedroom. If nothing’s there, then we’ll check the ground floor.”
Xiaosong nodded and went back with Wu Mabo.
Wen Dong followed Zhi Xian to the master bedroom. “If we start smashing, won’t that thing know?” he asked.
“It will, so we need to act fast,” Zhi Xian replied, measuring the thickness of the wall with his hand. “Ninety percent chance it’s in here. If we’re wrong, we’ll have to face it head-on. We must find the corpse during the day today; otherwise, with all this noise, Wang Yu will have a hard time getting through tonight.”
After a brief exchange, Tong Xiaosong and Wu Mabo returned, carrying an axe, a pickaxe, and a sledgehammer.
Zhi Xian picked up the pickaxe. “Wu Mabo, you’re strong, use the sledgehammer. Wen Dong, you take the axe. Faster, please. Tong Xiaosong, step back, don’t get your clothes dirty.”
Wu Mabo and Wen Dong:…
This is the difference between having someone care for you and having no one.
Tong Xiaosong pursed his lips, feeling a warm sensation in his heart. He retreated to the corner and watched them work.
Zhi Xian swung the pickaxe first and dug down, while Wu Mabo hammered down with the sledgehammer, revealing the wooden structure inside the wall in an instant.
Wen Dong, wielding the axe, struck the wall hard twice, creating a hole.
Inside was solid, with nothing.
Without hesitation, Zhi Xian continued to smash downwards…
The banging sounds continued incessantly.
After a moment, with a loud crash, the entire wall suddenly collapsed, and a dried corpse fell out.
At the same time, the door downstairs slammed open, and the heavy footsteps of Wang Yu ascending the stairs echoed. With bulging veins on his forehead, a furious Wang Yu quickly reached them.
Without saying a word, they moved to take action.
Wu Mabo and Wen Dong, upon seeing this, hastily dropped what they were holding and moved forward to restrain Wang Yu.
Wang Yu seemed to possess superhuman strength, struggling fiercely. Both Wu Mabo and Wen Dong found it difficult to keep him under control, and he emitted hoarse roars that sounded inhuman.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
Qe Zjyb: “Cgf sbe oemxlcu lcrjcf! Qf’gf agslcu ab tfiq sbe!”
Qfc Gbcu: “Qtja’r atf qblca bo rjslcu atfrf atlcur? Lf’r mifjgis lggjalbcji. Yatfgklrf, tf kbeivc’a tjnf fjafc remt vlrueralcu atlcur ijra cluta!”
Pucbglcu atfw, Itl Wljc ibkfgfv tlr ujhf ab atf vglfv mbgqrf ja tlr offa jcv gfjmtfv bea ab Kbcu Wljbrbcu, rjslcu, “Mlgf.”
Tong Xiaosong hurriedly took off the pendant and handed it to Zhi Xian.
The dried corpse on the ground had turned into a dark brown color, with skin tightly adhering to the bones. The red sundress she wore had become dull, indicating that a considerable amount of time had passed.
Zhi Xian held the it in one hand, and with a flick of his other hand, a flickering blue flame appeared at his fingertip. He pointed downwards, and the dried corpse instantly ignited.
At the same time, Wang Yu’s expression shook, and his eyes gradually cleared.
He took a few deep breaths, looking at the burning corpse on the ground, as memories flooded back to him.
“Ugh…”
Wang Yu’s arms were still held by Wu Mabo and Wen Dong, and he convulsed, dry heaving.
Seeing this, Wu Mabo and Wen Dong released him.
He grabbed his own neck, retching repeatedly, clearly recalling what he had eaten over the past few days.
Suddenly, a roar echoed through the room.
Everyone looked up to see the dried corpse stumbling to its feet on the ground, extending its arms towards them like a zombie from a movie.
Wang Yu’s expression turned to fear, stepping back with each step. “Don’t, don’t come any closer…”
Zhi Xian stood still in front, coldly lifting his foot and kicking the dried corpse against the wall. With a loud bang, the blue flames trembled along with it.
Wang Yu gasped, his gaze horrified as he looked at the person with flames burning on his fingers, still holding the fire.
The blue flames on the corpse gradually began to change color, emitting black smoke, and it seemed to become more frantic, struggling to crawl closer.
Zhi Xian stepped on the corpse, unmoved like a statue in the blue flames, with solemn eyes.
With a forceful stomp, a cracking sound like charcoal splitting echoed under his foot.
Wang Yu trembled, staring at Zhi Xian in terror, continuously retreating. He had never felt this person to be so terrifying, even more frightening than a ghost!
The blue flames gradually turned orange-red, and the dried corpse wailed as it began to solidify.
As the last flicker of flame fell, the dried corpse turned into ashes completely under Zhi Xian’s feet.
Zhi Xian raised his hand and returned the pendant to Tong Xiaosong.
Tong Xiaosong hurriedly took it and put it away safely.
Zhi Xian looked up at Wang Yu.
Wang Yu was startled. “Don’t come any closer!”
Zhi Xian couldn’t help but smile.
In Wang Yu’s eyes, this smile was more suffocating than the ashes on the ground.
Wu Mabo punched Wang Yu and said angrily, “Don’t come any closer! Who do you think we’re doing this for? It’s all because of Zhi Xian! If it weren’t for him, you’d be dead!”
Wang Yu looked at them, covering his face with trembling lips and teary eyes. “Waaah, it’s so scary, all of you are so scary, how can you be so calm…”
Wen Dong said, “After experiencing a lot, one naturally becomes calm. Let’s discuss these matters later. What about this corpse… what should we do?”
Everyone looked at the ground, where there was only ashes left.
Zhi Xian lowered his gaze. “Every wrong has a perpetrator. It has gone to find the real culprit. As for these ashes… just sweep them away and throw them out.”
Wang Yu took a sharp breath, quickly hiding behind Wu Mabo, lowering his voice. “Fuck, he’s so scary…”
Wu Mabo retorted, “I told you not to provoke him, didn’t I? Now you see? And thanks to him this time, otherwise, you’d be done for!”
Wang Yu replied, “I know, I know! I know I should thank him, but… but I’m scared…”
Wu Mabo fell silent.
Wen Dong suggested, “Let’s help you clean up. We’ll chip in for the repair of the wall, compensate the landlord, and you can continue living here.”
Wang Yu nearly cried. “I’m not staying! I’m going back to the dorm! I’d rather die than stay in this cursed place!”
***
Wang Yu cried out, begging Wu Mabo and Wen Dong to take him back to the dorm.
On the way, he kept bombarding them with questions.
Wu Mabo, annoyed by the incessant questioning, said, “Stop asking. Do you know about the incident with the old school building? That was led by Zhi Xian, I’ll tell you the details later. But in short, just one thing: don’t mess with him, or you’ll really end up dead!”
Wang Yu cried, “I won’t provoke him anymore, I won’t dare! Damn it, dealing with resurrected corpses is like squashing a bug for him, it’s like child’s play compared to dealing with me. I suspect he has killed people…”
Wen Dong: … Kid, you’re onto something.
***
Since this incident, not to mention having lunch together at noon, whenever Wang Yu saw Zhi Xian and Tong Xiaosong, he would immediately disappear without a trace.
Like a mouse seeing a cat.
Back in the dorm, he stopped causing trouble and behaved obediently, listening to Wu Mabo’s words.
Days passed by, and soon it was time for the winter break.
***
Tong Xiaosong and Zhi Xian went home together.
The difficult mountain road, with Zhi Xian’s company, suddenly seemed more beautiful.
Back home, the front door was unlocked.
Tong Xiaosong felt a bit strange. At this time, even if there were no chores to do, his sister would still be in the fields.
As they pushed the door open, before seeing their sister and mother, they spotted a tall, baby-faced man chopping wood in the yard.
The man froze as he saw them, looking startled and scared. The axe in his hand dropped with a loud thud.
Zhi Xian:…
Tong Xiaosong:…?
It’s the weasel i think😂
Thanks for the chapter!
Is that the weasel? 🥺🥺
Thanks for the chapters 🩷🩷
Sometimes I wish the author would do back stories for the ghosts they encounter. How they came to be, what happened to them, who wronged them, and what happened after etc. The story with the snail and its origin, the pitiful woman nailed inside a wall. Such a missed opportunity.