Zhou Jin had lived in this building for more than ten years and even though his conflicts with Zhou Xinhong were serious and noisy, Zhou Xinhong still did not revoke his authority. To the outside world, he has always been a doting father to Zhou Jin, which was convenient for Wu Rong and the others.
Su Xiaomi’s brother will come to see him tonight as scheduled, so Wu Rong arranged Huang Mao and Su Xiaomi to guard outside, and chose to take Bai Gu into the Zhou Family Mansion. As soon as he arrived in the living room, Wu Rong felt an unusually strong Yin Qi. He keenly looked at the photo frame hanging in the living room, and saw that Zhou Xinhong’s figure in the photo was without exception fully covered in scarlet blood, and there were two lines of bloody tears hanging on Bai Mei’s face.
All the resentment and Yin Qi gathered in this building, and the bright lights seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, showing a dim bloody color.
Devil’s Night.
The third red lotus bloomed quietly on the back of Bai Gu’s neck. His body was heavy with Yin Qi like a corpse, so he and Wu Rong could safely stay in the mutated Zhou family mansion. If it was Su Xiaomi and Huang Mao who came in, they might have turned into living corpses if they were rushed by Yin Qi. Fu Qing couldn’t even enter, he was like a Yang Qi bomb, which could definitely ‘detonate’ the Zhou Family’s Mansion today.
There was also Zhou Jin, who wasn’t normal. At this moment, he was looking at the photo of Bai Mei hanging in the living room, lost in thought and his fingertips trembled slightly.
“Mother……”
“Let’s go, we don’t have much time.”
Bai Gu rubbed the back of his cold neck, straightened his arms. The big shaman’s staff slipped from his sleeve, as he held it in his hand. From the moment he entered this building, he felt that there were eyes watching them from all around in the dark. This kind of ubiquitous peeping made people feel creeped out.
“Go, yes… let’s keep going.”
Zhou Jin’s eyes became firmer, and he walked quickly to Wu Rong’s side, and whispered anxiously: “Mr. Wu, is my mother’s body really there…”
“Just look at it and you’ll find out.”
Wu Rong glanced at Bai Gu who was unconsciously distracted, grabbed his hand and stuffed the white jade tube into Bai Gu’s arms, saying in a low voice, “Calm down.”
From Zhou Jin’s mouth, Wu Rong learned that the Daytime Empress died at nine o’clock in the evening, but no one except Zhou Xinhong knew what happened that day. To be on the safe side, Wu Rong planned to retreat at 8 o’clock, and they had half an hour.
The way to the study was unobstructed. Zhou Xinhong didn’t like to use servants, and the Zhou family’s guards had no right to enter the building. Only five minutes passed, when the three of them arrived outside the study.
But Wu Rong found that the door of the study, which was closed when the human-faced spider sneaked in, was now a crack open, and there were spots of blood-stained dark Yin Qi on the carpet. Two of them were larger and looked like human footprints. It was as if something in the study room had come out quietly, standing at the door and looking out quietly to the corridor.
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Bai Gu's face was as pale as paper, and Zhou Jin also showed a nervous and anxious expression. Only Wu Rong remained calm.
He took out the prayer wheel.
“Omn—”
“Buzz—”
The prayer wheel made of gold turned, and the gold was shining in the dim light. The birds, animals, and flowers carved on it seem to come alive during the rotation, making a low and slight buzzing sound as the prayer wheel rotated. At the same time, there was a rhythmic impact sounding from the prayer wheel, just like the sound of monks beating wooden fish.
This was the sound made when the pearl of purification in the sutra-passing cylinder collided with the cylinder wall. Master Kuchan once said that this sutra-chanting cylinder was enshrined in the Danla Jebu Monastery, and there were six-character mantras engraved on it, making each rotation equivalent to chanting the mantra once. Coupled with the effect of the pearl of purification, when Wu Rong turned it, the gentle and powerful energy dispelled the Yin Qi.
But the grimace formed by the Yin Qi water marks on the wooden door was darker in color, as if it was about to break free from the door, terrifying and hideous.
Turning the prayer wheel was equal to accumulating merit, and Wu Rong gave it to Zhou Jin.
“Pray for your mother.”
With so much resentment from the Daytime Empress, it probably wouldn’t end well. Zhou Jin took the prayer wheel carefully. He understood Wu Rong’s meaning, his eyes were red, and he turned the prayer wheel with trembling hands, his lips parted and closed as he muttered something silently. No matter how much resentment and hatred he had towards Zhou Xinhong, he still hoped that his mother could pass away safely and not turn into a ghost, only to be controlled by Zhou Xinhong from birth to death for the rest of her life.
Zhou Jin had never believed in anything, but at this moment he prayed very devoutly. The prayer wheel exuded a pale golden halo in his hand, and Bai Gu’s pupils shrank suddenly as he stood behind Zhou Jin. He saw two infant spirits, one white and one black, lying on Zhou Jin’s shoulders, bathed in the golden Buddha’s light, looking sadly at the wooden door, with tears of blood streaming from their eyes.
The ghost pattern on the wooden door closed its eyes, and the water marks dispersed. The wooden door that couldn’t be pushed open automatically opened to them, like a fierce beast opening its bloody mouth.
The Daytime Empress wanted to see her child.
Would the resentful ghost, who was immersed in resentment and obsession, unable to be freed, still retain its previous feelings and reason?
Wu Rong, who walked into the study, looked around, and the wooden door silently closed behind them. The air in the study was turbid and smelly, the carpet under his feet seemed to be soaked in water, very wet, and every step he took made a sticky water sound. The study now looked like the body of some kind of monster, which was very different from when the human-faced spider sneaked in. The original furniture changed positions, and in the dim light, it looked like a maze.
Thick Yin would affect people’s cognition, forming a ghost hitting the wall illusion. The Yin Qi in this study was so thick that forming a maze was not a problem at all. The moment Wu Rong came in, he was separated from Bai Gu and Zhou Jin. Fortunately he was well prepared.
The human-faced spider crawled from Wu Rong’s shoulders to his toes trembling with fear, and fiddled with the thick carpet with its two slender forelimbs like spinning thread, and a bright silver thread finally came out.
This was the thread left by the human-faced spider.
It was a very special kind of spider; it would spit out silk when it ate Yin Qi. The bright silver silk was carefully delivered to Wu Rong’s hands. The moment he touched the silk thread, a winding path composed of bright silver thread appeared in his mind, with a clear goal, pointing directly to the wall behind Zhou Xinhong’s desk.
Bai Gu had Wu Rong’s blood contract, and Zhou Jin had a prayer wheel. After a while, the three of them broke through the fog of Yin Qi and gathered in front of the wall. Wu Rong raised his head, but he couldn’t find the ghost grimace and water marks on the roof. There was too much resentment here and thick black mist covered everywhere.
“Pah!”
When a low sound came, Wu Rong frowned, seeing that it was Bai Gu who beat Zhou Jin’s hand off.
‘He was paralyzed and wanted to dig the wall. ‘
Bai Gu spoke solemnly to Wu Rong through the blood contract. Zhou Jin’s current condition was very bad. He was very thin, like there was only a thin layer of skin wrapped around his bones. But the more he was like this, the more he revealed an amazing charm beyond this world, just like a skeleton angel. The closer he was to death, the more active his angel and devil physique was, exuding an incomparable beauty.
Now Zhou Jin was close to madness, and the light of the prayer wheel had dimmed. If it wasn’t for Bai Gu pulling him, he would have jumped straight to the wall. Even so, he was still struggling crazily, and Bai Gu, who was extremely hard-hearted, couldn’t help but be confused by him, having his heart moved.
Then he immediately fed Zhou Jin a drop of ‘Rou Baigu’.
This healing holy medicine that could revive the dead ‘Rou Baigu’ made Zhou Jin recover quickly, and his whole body was full of vigor and vitality. The beauty of dying was gone in no time and his sanity also returned along with health.
“Mom is inside.”
Zhou Jin’s eyes were complicated and sad, staring at the photo of the Daytime Empress and Zhou Xinhong hanging on the wall. There was a faint look of madness in his eyes.
“Mom doesn’t like it, take it off, I’m going to take it off for mother…”
Wu Rong and Bai Gu exchanged glances, there was very important information in Zhou Jin’s words. Even after the Daytime Empress’s death, her grievances were so heavy that she was about to become a Ghost King and the photo frame set by Zhou Xinhong could still have a suppressive effect on her.
This frame couldn’t be damaged.
Wu Rong wouldn’t gamble on whether the Daytime Empress was still rational or not. This resentful ghost’s demands weren’t just for Zhou Xinhong’s life. She wouldn’t mind having a few small desserts before the big meal.
Every minute was precious, so with Bai Gu watching over Zhou Jin, Wu Rong started working on the wall. Hard walls were difficult to destroy silently, but walls soaked in Yin Qi and resentment were easy. Wu Rong pulled out the Old Miao saber, and easily dug a hole in the wall like digging tofu. The soft muddy debris fell down and the dirt was cleaned up, the corpse hidden inside the wall was finally able to see the light of day again.
A beautiful slender blonde woman clasped her hands together in prayer. She has been dead for more than ten years, but her appearance was still the same as when she was alive, as if she was just asleep. She was as beautiful as a white rose bud.
Fair skin, slender eyelashes and rosy lips, her beauty was holy and pure, hardly resembling a weathered mother who had given birth to many children, but more like a pure and innocent girl. But this innocence was mixed with the charm of the devil, which made everyone in the world fall in love with her beauty.
This was no longer an ordinary corpse, and was beyond the level of a living dead, it may already be called a drought ghost. The Zhong Gu jumped in Wu Rong’s heart to urge him, and Wu Rong put his eyes on Bai Mei’s lips.
In China’s ancient times, when princes and nobles were buried, they would put jade in the seven orifices. Jade has spiritual energy and could nourish people, and a piece of jade in the mouth was the best option.
Bai Mei held a piece of imperial green jade in her mouth, and the Jade Beetle was in that jade.
It wasn’t known whether it was attracted by the top-quality jade and threw itself into the net, or if it was caught and swallowed by the corpse. If Wu Rong wanted to get what he wanted, he must touch the corpse’s mouth.
After seeing Bai Mei’s body, Zhou Jin no longer struggled, but became a little crazy, humming an unknown song softly. Wu Rong and Bai Gu exchanged glances, and he took the gloves woven from golden silkworm Gu silk from Bai Gu. There was too much Yin Qi here, and watches and mobile phones would be affected. They couldn’t know the exact time, so they could only estimate it in their hearts.
There was still about ten minutes until eight o’clock.
Wu Rong put on the gloves, and lightly pinched Bai Mei’s cheek with his right hand to make her open her mouth. That piece of jade was on her tongue and it was green and glistening, like a pool of jade water. A milky-yellow curved Jade Beetle could be seen faintly in the jade.
Using a little force with his right hand to open Bai Mei’s mouth wider. Wu Rong held his breath, and put his left hand into her mouth.
Editor: Cloud Chip Cake
Hmmmm🫣 nope this has just gotten scary. What shall the sons do to the one who disrespected their mother
Well that was sad.
I would be holding my breath too if I was told I needed to open a decade old corpse’s mouth and take away something precious 🙃 (a recipe for getting cursed by the dead)