Arc 3: Luodong Village
Chapter 39: Revival?
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A stone from the ground was picked up, drawing a low arc through the air before crashing into the mirror. The mirror shattered with a loud sound. As the mirror broke into pieces, the female ghost who had been struggling to come out also scattered with the lingering yin energy, letting out an unwilling, piercing scream.
Pingping, who had been standing outside, turned around and left without looking back.
Blood spread all over the ground, and the mirror disappeared along with it, revealing the true appearance behind the illusion. It was a collapsed wall, and the connected water pipes were old and worn out. Spots of rust mixed with a thick bloody smell, extremely choking.
Qin Dongwan had not yet recovered from the shock. After throwing away the stone in her hand, she stared straight at the mirror. If she had not reacted in the final second, the moment she turned around, the female ghost’s body would have solidified into an entity. Those who had no awareness of the danger behind them might have lost their lives before they could react.
Rainwater streamed down the curve of her cheeks, washing away the cold sweat that had spilled out. As soon as they entered the room, several of them started sneezing one after another. Qin Dongwan especially, who had stood in the storm the longest, was soaked from head to toe like a drowned chicken and trembled even while standing inside the room.
The others were all people who never lifted a finger to do housework, only Tang Zihang went to boil water and found some ginger to casually make ginger soup. Everyone’s clothes were soaking wet, and there was no hair dryer or anything else to dry them, so they could only endure it like this.
Thunder still rumbled outside, and although the downpour had subsided slightly, it was still drizzling. Qin Dongwan felt dizzy and feverish. Touching her forehead, she guessed she had a fever. Waves of pain began to stab at her temples. The pores on her body opened wide, and the invading cold froze her whole body until it became somewhat stiff.
After finishing a bowl of thick ginger soup with bits of ginger still in it, Qin Dongwan buried her head in the table and fell asleep, while the others took turns preparing for the night watch. Learning from their previous experience, they simply split into two groups to watch different places.
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The stronger the wind blew, the more it scattered the rain.
When Qin Dongwan woke up, her head was still groggy, and everything looked blurry. Her constitution wasn't great, and after standing in such a heavy storm for so long, getting a bad cold was normal. It felt like a lump of cotton was stuffed inside her nose, making it hard to breathe.
Opening her eyes, she found herself surrounded by utter silence. Apart from the sounds of wind and rain, there was no other sound. Tang Zihang’s snoring, the faint breathing of the girl leaning beside her, and the occasional few words from the other two young men had all become silent, as if sinking into a boundless dark abyss where nothing could be seen or touched.
A ball lightning rolled down from the sky, suddenly tearing apart the thick darkness that could not be dissolved, making the room bright as day. In an instant, she seemed to see the human skin that had originally collapsed in a heap on the rattan chair suddenly stand up slowly. A piercing rotten stench surged from all directions and quickly wrapped around her.
The weakness in her limbs let fear spread wildly. At some point, the window had been opened, and a few drops of rain drifted in from outside, falling onto her body. It was sticky blood.
The human skin was filled with flesh and blood, quickly taking shape and walking toward her. But Qin Dongwan couldn't leave her seat. A sore and numb feeling seemed to seep from her bones. Even moving a little felt extremely difficult.
“A’Shu…”
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The unconscious cry for help reached her lips, but her mouth seemed sealed by tape. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't open it. Electric-like pain shot from the top of her head all the way to the soles of her feet. Every inch of muscle was tense, every inch of muscle was using strength but unable to exert force. Irritation and restlessness surged endlessly in her heart. A thin layer of sweat soon covered Qin Dongwan’s back.
The old man, whose whole body had almost completely shriveled, staggered forward, slowly walking their way in the darkness that had fallen silent once more.
