C142 — [6.8 — The Strange Story of Fengjia Town]
by UntamedSHoo-hoo-
The evening wind in Fengjia Town was getting cooler and cooler.
Inside the church, Jiu Shu, who was flipping through the pages of a book, looked down at the gu wrapped around his fingers with a slight frown.
He felt that these guys were a bit depressed.
Hiss…
There were a dozen or so Gu moving around in the room, but at this time, they were listlessly lying on the desktop, letting Jiu Shu gently push them without any reaction.
While Jiu Shu was thinking about the reason, the gu gradually became active again.
Some of them were too active, showing their fangs towards Jiu Shu, as if they were ready to swarm and eat this tender human in front of them at any time.
“What’s the matter? You look uneasy.”
Jiu Shu touched one of the closest gu; the gu opened its mouth wide, representing the most resentful emotions of the main consciousness, and viciously lunged towards Jiu Shu’s fingers.
Seeing this, the other guys were also ready to attack.
In the next second, the gu entangled around Jiu Shu’s wrist, squeezing each other, wishing to swallow each other, so that they could monopolize Jiu Shu’s warm body temperature.
For cold-bloo-ded animals, Jiu Shu’s temperature was extremely fascinating to them.
They seemed to be the same as always.
The tip of Jiu Shu’s eyebrow was slightly raised, and he somewhat helplessly loosened the several knotted gu, placing them on his other wrist.
These guys had never been very intelligent.
After pacifying the gu, Jiu Shu looked at the sky outside the window.
It was already late at night, and the town was so quiet that only the sound of insects was left.
The miserable screams that came earlier had disappeared.
Gu Yin was also late.
Jiu Shu stroked the gu on his wrist, knowing that Gu Yin shouldn’t be in trouble; the reason why he didn’t come should be because he hadn’t yet sorted out his own feelings.
He had to give him some more time.
Jiu Shu collected the pages of the book in his hand, and under the soft light, his skin shone like white jade.
He got up and went to the bathroom to wash up and soon laid down on the bed, ready to fall asleep.
Just before he fell asleep, he still looked out the window at the sky, frowning.
Was it an illusion?
It felt like the town was fogging up.
Jiu Shu looked at it for a moment before withdrawing his gaze and closing his eyes.
When he woke up the next day, Jiu Shu looked at the empty room and the missing gu on his wrist with a faint expression.
Due to sleeping too late last night, it was now close to the time for mass.
Jiu Shu washed up, simply ate something, and began to prepare for the mass.
He stood on the stage and looked at the devout-faced believers below the stage, his gaze tracelessly glancing at the shadows of the church.
It was empty.
Jiu Shu performed the mass with his usual gentle expression and soon finished the process.
And after today’s mass was finished, a few believers couldn’t wait to come to Jiu Shu’s side, full of excitement to report to him about the movements in the shrine.
“It seems like all the old things over at the shrine got sick overnight; what retribution!”
“That Feng Yun kid barely went out today, but his face didn’t look good.”
As the crowd scrambled to speak, Jiu Shu sat in his chair and listened attentively, his smile still gentle.
“Priest, yesterday there were another dozen or so believers in the town who were willing to join us; I’ve already done the joining ceremony for them, so they can officially join in the afternoon!”
“Yes, well done.”
Jiu Shu was never stingy with compliments.
Compared to letting those townspeople be fooled by shrines and other miscellaneous religions, it was still more reliable to have the god cult, a formal religion.
After hearing Jiu Shu’s praise, it was like the crowd was pumped with chicken bloo-d; their expressions became more and more exuberant, and they dispersed reluctantly only after Jiu Shu’s gesture.
Without returning to his room, Jiu Shu sat in the hall, his eyes looking towards the town outside the church.
The fog was even thicker.
After Jiu Shu watched for a while, he heard a noisy commotion from behind him.
It was a bearded middle-aged man with a crazy expression kneeling on the ground and shouting.
“Save me! Save me, save me!”
“Land Maiden oooh! Master Gu, Master god! Someone save me—no, save the town; no one will survive!”
“What madness are you talking about? Don’t come and disturb our prayers; get lost!”
The believers were very unhappy with this bearded man who was disturbing their prayers.
At this time outside the church, Feng Qi’s best friend, Ai Lan, also happened to arrive.
Ai Lan’s face was blo-odless, she looked around with fear and trembled, as if she were a scared bird.
She completely lost the spirit of the previous Ghost Detective Anchor.
“Can it really work? This priest…”
Ai Lan was doubtful; she shrank back, not daring to approach the church.
Because the church was too close to that primary school.
In case the spirit was hiding in the church right now, wouldn’t that be her end!?
After experiencing last night’s incident, Ai Lan had already been scared out of her wits.
Soon after the accident, Feng Qi was picked up by the people over at the shrine.
She was the only one left in the room, and she originally didn’t dare to go out at all, only wanting to stay in the room all the time.
But a gloomy room would inevitably intensify one’s fear, causing her to go out to ease it.
In fact, she wanted to leave Fengjia Town directly, but the fastest ticket wasn’t until the evening.
The eerie feeling that kept spreading all over her body however made her feel like she wouldn’t even be able to wait until then before she would be ki-lled by the spirit.
Yes, she was now convinced that she had been targeted by the spirit.
Originally, she was still holding out for a chance, but the moment that coldness penetrated into the cracks of her bones, she knew she was finished.
As a ghost Detective Anchor, she had also heard of many strange legends. Legend had it that when a malicious ghost resented a human being and placed a curse on that person, that person would feel a coolness that penetrated the bone marrow.
As the coolness deepened, it meant that the time of death was approaching.
Ai Lan felt the cold air around her and felt that she wasn’t going to live long.
Even though this town’s temperature had gradually dropped since yesterday, it might have also been cursed by the ghost.
Although this was her first time encountering a ghost, she just had a gut feeling that the spirit summoned by her invocation ceremony didn’t want anyone in this town to survive at all.
Ai Lan didn’t know exactly how she had summoned this terrifying spirit.
All she could do now was hope that the sky would lighten up and that the spirit would be too afraid of the sun to come out.
But now the sky of the town was foggy, floating with a layer of lead gray mist, getting more and more eerie, and there was no sign of the sun at all.
This made Ai Lan more and more desperate.
In order to keep herself alive a little longer, Ai Lan could only approach the town church as a last resort, wanting to seek the help of the clergy inside the church just like the protagonists in horror films.
But as she looked at the bearded man who had broken into the church, she became more and more afraid to approach.
Fearing that there were spirits in this church as well, she could only watch from afar as the bearded man was driven away in disgust by the believers in the church.
Just as he was about to be driven out of the church, the believers were suddenly stopped by a figure.
Ai Lan’s eyes widened as she looked at the figure dressed in the white robes of a priest.
Although the distance was a bit far, Ai Lan could still vaguely see the priest’s clear face.
His face made one’s heart rely on him just by looking at it, and it was extremely affable.
The priest stopped the believers from driving him away and reached out his hand to help the bearded man up, his movements not being the least bit disdainful.
Even though the bearded man was covered in dust and the smell of bloo-d.
Such an image of a priest was indeed very much in line with the look of a divine surrogate in the eyes of the believers.
No wonder he made so many believers in the town believe in god.
Ai Lan watched in fascination and couldn’t help but walk closer and closer, and even took out her mobile phone to take a picture.
The moment the photo was taken, the priest seemed to sense something and raised his eyes to look over; his black and white eyes were beautiful beyond words in the photo.
If it was this priest, he might actually be able to save her!
Unrealistic extravagance appeared in Ai Lan’s mind, and with hobbling steps she walked towards the church.
“Please Father save me, oooooh!”
As soon as she entered the door, Ai Lan flung herself to the ground and cried uncontrollably, she originally thought of describing the situation in an organized manner, but she simply couldn’t control her fearful nerves.
Although she never believed god, now there was only this way to go.
She could only make a hasty last-minute effort and take one step at a time.
Otherwise, she was afraid that there was no way for her to get out of this town alive.
Ai Lan still had a lot of unfinished wishes; she didn’t want to be buried here just like that.
“Can you tell me what happened to you?”
Ai Lan heard the youth’s warm voice from above her head. She raised her head and looked at the handsome face, then she froze for a while before she stammered out an explanation of the circumstances.
After hearing her description, the priest’s beautiful peach blossom-like eyes narrowed slightly; it wasn’t clear what he was thinking.
It was only after a long time that he revealed a smile again.
“I see, you can rest here for a few moments first; everything will be fine in the church.”
It was just the usual comforting words from a clergy, but coming from this too-pretty-to-be-true priest, it just made people feel incredibly warm.
Ai Lan eased up a bit and nodded, signaling that she understood.
The priest smiled and turned around and walked over to a sitting area not far away, flipping through his Bible.
It didn’t look like he believed her.
Ai Lan was a little disappointed, but it also felt it was normal.
After all, if someone had suddenly jumped out at her in the past and told her that there was a ghost trying to ki-ll people, she would have just dismissed that person as a clown with a claptrap.
Ai Lan glanced at the bearded man, who had been pacified at some point and had become extremely quiet, and quieted down as well.
She didn’t know if it was an illusion; in this church, the feeling of coldness and dampness that was originally lingering all over her body disappeared and was replaced by a sunny warmth, as if she were being scorched by the warm sun.
Only after her emotions stabilized did Ai Lan think to look through her mobile phone; she had previously booked her ticket and contacted a few of her relatives; now it was time to check in with them.
But after opening the mobile phone, Ai Lan found that the live broadcast hadn’t been closed; no wonder the phone’s battery dropped so fast.
Ai Lan opened the live broadcast room and unexpectedly saw that the popularity in the live broadcast room was not comparable to last night and was even rising.
[Just now, is that priest male or female? His looks are pretty good; go record him again; I’ll reward 10,000!]
[You’ve actually gone to a priest for help; I admit you’re a good actor; the crying scene is very real, and the actor for the priest is also very good!]
[Are there really ghosts? I came here on a friend’s recommendation. Where’s the ghost? Why isn’t it out yet?]
[Did you all watch that video from yesterday? Someone just posted it to the video site, and the hit rate is quite high; more people should come to the live broadcast in a while.]
This was the live broadcast popularity that Ai Lan was looking forward to, but now she couldn’t be happy.
Because this was something she had traded her life for.
Ai Lan really didn’t understand how this could have happened when everything was clearly done while following the steps.
Could it be because the spirit that died because of the mu-rder case was so miserable that it uncontrollably tried to ki-ll all living people?
But hadn’t it been fine for so many years before? How come it wasn’t fine once she came?
Ai Lan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, not daring to recall everything from last night.
That horrible primary school classroom was just too scary; she never wanted to go there a second time in her life.
Ai Lan guessed that this spirit that haunted her was the victim who was skinned and burned to a crisp in the classroom in the first place; it should be a female ghost.
Since ancient times, female ghosts were more ferocious.
The more Ai Lan thought about it, the more she felt that she was inauspicious, so she could only follow the example of other believers in the church and prayed devoutly.
Whether or not it worked, it was more or less a comfort.
For a time, the church was filled with the sound of believers’ neat prayers, making the statue of god in the church look more and more holy.
Jiu Shu glanced at the believers behind him, his eyes looking at the data on the system panel.
The red dot representing the Gu Yin was still wandering around the town, his whereabouts drifting as if he were a ghost.
*
At this time in the ancestral hall, Feng Yun was standing in front of the ancestral tablets, looking at the fog outside the ancestral hall; his expression was ugly.
“How is Xiao Qi? Has she woken up?”
“The situation is not good.”
The family doctor shook his head towards Feng Yun with a heavy expression.
Feng Qi’s symptoms at this moment were just like the other clan elders of the Feng family: high fever and unconsciousness, just like she had been struck by an evil spirit.
Since the founding of the country, the Feng family had never suffered from such troubles.
After all, the Feng family town had been built on the corpses since ancient times, and in their hands, many merchants had died without knowing how; they had never suffered from ghost retaliation, so this situation made it difficult for them to deal with it.
They remembered that the Feng family hadn’t offended anyone at all in the last few years, do they didn’t who had caused this kind of trouble.
“This is very much like a small ghost’s retaliation; since it’s just a small ghost, it should just be the grievances of that ghost that is haunting them; do a spell, and it should be fine.”
“It’s just that the clan elders’ bodies might not be able to hold up; Miss Feng Qi’s heart disease might come back as well; the new heart that was replaced a few years ago won’t last long.”
“I know. Thank you, doctor; it’s been hard on you.”
Feng Yun sniffed; his expression shifted for a moment, and he thanked the doctor and watched as he left the main gate of the ancestral hall with hurried footsteps.
He walked over to the window and looked in the direction where the mountain forest outside the town was.
That monster should be there; if he could get its flesh and bloo-d, then all problems wouldn’t be a problem.
He had to think about how to trick that monster into a trap.
Feng Yun fell into deep thought.
And just as he was contemplating, no one noticed that the fog around the Feng Clan house was getting thicker and thicker, almost making the house out of reach.
In the midst of the thick fog, there seemed to be someone who laughed happily.
It liked to see the smug expressions of these people; that way the revenge afterwards would be even more enjoyable for it.
[Do you want to save Feng Qi?]
The spirit looked at the Feng family’s ancestral mansion with interest and suddenly opened its mouth to ask Gu Yin, who was trapped in the body.
Gu Yin didn’t want to dialogue with this spirit that had snatched his body, but as Feng Qi’s friend, he still had to speak out to show his attitude.
[You can’t hurt Feng Qi; we’re friends!]
[Ho-ho-ho…] The ghost laughed eerily.
It really hated this overly naive look of its other self.
Only a guy so naive to the point of being almost stupid would be deceived by Feng Qi and the others and end up in a miserable situation.
Although the ghost really wanted to let Gu Yin experience the feeling of being split up as well, if Gu Yin repeated everything from the past, then this body would also disappear.
After being trapped in an urn for so long, the spirit still wanted a complete body.
This one right now was very much to its liking.
So what the spirit currently wanted to do was to break Gu Yin’s will while completing its revenge so that he would completely give up this body.
Not just Feng Qi; it would destroy everything that Gu Yin cared about.
Until this body finally belonged to it.
Now that Feng Qi and its main enemies were under control, the spirit thought it was time for it to go after the priest.
The priest, who was greedy as hell and loved to sacrifice things, would surely give it a different kind of pleasure.
Touching the stitch marks on its body, the ghost squinted like a mischievous child and disappeared into the mist.
It quickly appeared outside the church and entered the interior without anyone realizing it.
The decor of this church was exactly the same as the last one.
Only the relationship between the priest and its other self was different.
In its last life, it hadn’t liked the greedy priest at all.
What was there to like about a human full of inferiority? Only a guy with insufficient brains like Gu Yin would fall into traps again and again.
First Feng Qi, then the priest.
Ho ho ho— it was better for this body to belong to it; leaving it to Gu Yin was a complete waste; sooner or later he would be split up and eaten.
Thinking like this, the spirit planned to repeat its old trick of making the priest fall into endless nightmares as well, stuck in a coma until his spirit broke before he could wake up to receive the next round of torture.
As for what kind of torture it would be, it hadn’t thought about it yet.
For the time being, it had only settled on the final round, which would be to skin him alive.
Until then, picking each round of torture would be a very fun game for the spirit.
It didn’t want to end things so quickly.
Hiss-
The sound of snakes spitting their letters echoed through the corridor.
The gentle priest flipped through the bible in his hands as he walked, then glanced up at the sound.
There was nothing around.
The priest blinked, put away his books, and entered his room.
The room was still as clean and tidy as ever.
But it always felt like there was a veil covering his eyes, making it impossible to see.
The priest seemed a little tired as he sat on the edge of the bed. He rubbed his throbbing brow, and looked at himself in the mirror.
The priest in the mirror had a pale face and a calm expression.
There didn’t seem to be anything out of place.
But if someone with yin and yang eyes looked, they would be able to see that a palm as delicate as a woman’s was resting on the priest’s shoulder in the mirror.
The other palm was covering his eyes, making him unable to see the reality in front of him, and also causing his spirit to wither.
This was the strange story that was once quite popular in this world: a spirit covering the eyes.
Before k-illing a certain human being, a spirit would first cover that person’s eyes with its palms, causing him to have trouble sleeping and eating and his spirit to wilt, as well as making him unable to see other things that had sneaked into the room.
In the mirror at this moment, the spirit with a ghastly white complexion hissed and approached the priest to the left and right.
The other two arms seemed ready to strangle the priest.
Human necks were always extraordinarily fragile, and even if they were only gently pinched by a ghost, two bruise marks would be born and it’d become difficult to breathe.
It wasn’t impossible for some frail people to die from this.
The priest didn’t seem to notice everything around him; he just lowered his eyes tiredly and leaned back onto the bed to take a nap with his eyes closed.
“……”
The spirit behind him cocked its head at the sight, and instead of choking the priest, it just moved closer, scrutinizing the priest’s face.
Was this what the priest used to look like?
The spirit couldn’t remember.
Its memory had always been very good, able to remember the face and every subtle expression of every human who had ki-lled it.
But at this moment, it couldn’t recall the past priest’s face.
It vaguely remembered an equally handsome face.
But it didn’t seem to be as moving as it was now.
He had a kind of androgynous extreme beauty.
This priest also seemed to be under a love compulsion.
He would do whatever its other self said.
The spirit touched the gu surging under his skin and slowly approached the human lying on the bed.
The spirit’s arms were quite a bit more than a normal human’s, and even with one pair of arms covering his eyes, the other arm was able to tentatively touch the priest’s body.
The spirit’s touch was supposedly undetectable, but the priest curled up as if he felt something.
What a fussy and useless human.
The spirit withdrew its hand with a faint grunt.
Along with the hands covering the priest, it also withdrew them.
With the love gu, it didn’t really need to cover the priest’s eyes like it did with other humans.
It had to be said that the love thing was still very interesting.
It could order humans to do things that they simply wouldn’t do in the past.
After thinking for a moment, the spirit asked, [What did you order the priest to do?]
Gu Yin didn’t answer.
He pounded away at the spirit’s hold with one slow motion.
He couldn’t stand the idea of a lone spirit from nowhere approaching the priest.
Even if it was with his own body.
Right now he was downright remorseful; he should have known that the ominous premonition was no good; he shouldn’t have gone near the primary school.
[Nothing? Ho ho ho–]
The spirit seemed to see the answer in Gu Yin’s memory, and it snorted lightly in disdain, reaffirming that its other self was a fool.
It was amazing that he was still struggling with friendship and love, constantly denying his feelings; he was so pure that it was almost laughable.
[Don’t you want to be a normal human? Then you shouldn’t get mixed up with a priest… Let me give you a hand…]
[What do you want to do?] Gu Yin felt uneasy and didn’t care about continuing to struggle; his tone was somewhat panicked.
[Nothing, just playing a game.]
“Jiu Shu, don’t sleep, sit up.”
The spirit voiced out and woke up the priest on the bed.
The priest tiredly opened his eyes, and when he looked at him, his eyes were still as gentle as water.
“You’re here; it feels like it’s been so long since I’ve seen you; I missed you so much.”
Before the spirit could give his order, the priest wrapped his arms around his neck like a soft cotton.
The spirit was already leaning in close, and now he completely hugged the priest to him.
His nose was filled with the scent of roses on the priest’s body, fresh and natural.
He was stunned, and the commands that came to his lips stopped.
The embrace was a warmth and softness he had never experienced before.
It actually gave him an illusion of infatuation.
After freezing for a moment, he came back to his senses and pushed the priest away with a frown.
He hated it when humans got too close to him.
It had been that way ever since he had been split up.
Every time he got close to a human, it made him want to ki-ll—to k-ill all the beings that were still alive.
He couldn’t stand the reality of dying a horrible death while other humans still lived happily ever after.
And for the time being, at least for the time being, he didn’t want the priest to die too soon, so it was best to stay away from him.
“What a wannabe, get away from me!”
The spirit’s complexion was ghastly white, and the slightest frown looked like an expression of utter disgust.
Even if that was not the true emotion in his heart.
“I… I’m sorry.”
The priest’s beautiful peach blossom-like eyes widened slightly, seeming a little surprised for a moment before he regained his composure and sat up.
The lightly-furrowed brows were still gentle, but there seemed to be some hint of hurt in his eyes.
[You! You, quickly comfort him!}
Gu Yin’s heart was almost broken.
Even the previous entanglements were left behind; he only wanted to appease the priest so that the priest wouldn’t misunderstand him.
He had no intention of disliking the priest.
At his words, the spirit retracted the hand that was somehow ready to pacify the priest, and his brow furrowed even tighter.
[Ho! You’re heartbroken for your enemy?]
His tone was sarcastic; he was too lazy to talk to this stupid self.
He was more interested in seeing Gu Yin have a mental breakdown.
Ho ho ho—he already had a brilliant plan.
“Does Jiu Shu like me?”
Somewhat excited to carry out its plan, the spirit cupped the priest’s face, his magnetic voice seeming to contain compulsion.
“Of course, I like you very much, Gu Yin.”
The priest’s eyes were filled with soft love.
Even a ghastly monster like him, who had no sense at all and whose mind was full of k-illing, was inevitably shaken, and he actually hesitated a little.
But the greed of wanting to occupy this body still overcame this momentary trance, and his voice was lowered, suppressing excitement and pleasure.
“Then you’ll do whatever I tell you to do, right?”
“Yes.” The priest’s thin white palm brushed the palm beside his cheek, looking at him with a look of dependence in his eyes.
“Then don’t ever like me, like someone else.”
[What are you doing?] What are you doing?]
[You damned bastard!]
Before the spirit’s words fell, Gu Yin’s voice was already deeply resentful.
[Give me back my body! Give it back to me!]
No one knew the power of the love gu better than he did; if he really gave the order, the priest really wouldn’t like him anymore.
Gu Yin couldn’t accept the fact that he would never be liked by the priest.
The spirit listened to Gu Yin’s mournful voice and revealed a satisfied smile.
He knew that Gu Yin, who had fallen into madness like this, wouldn’t last much longer.
His sanity was already weakening under his influence, and now that it was constantly being stimulated, it would only take a few short days for Gu Yin to be completely devoured by him.
At that time, this body would be his.
Everything would be his.
“…… Okay.”
The priest’s reply appeared downcast as he looked deeply at him and loosened the palms that were folded together.
As if representing the broken relationship between the two at this point.
Looking at the priest’s withdrawn palms, there was some emptiness in his heart.
But it didn’t matter; the love gu could be undone, so those so-called orders just now could also be undone.
Everything was just to drive his other self to the point of collapse.
It didn’t really matter.
He let go of his hand and watched the priest lay back down on the bed to rest, looking at him for a while longer before withdrawing his gaze.
It was just a priest; he wasn’t worth his attention.
But, after all, he was an important bargaining chip to gain access to the body, so the spirit still didn’t leave, just lying down next to him and talking to the priest.
“Are you afraid of pain?”
Would it hurt the priest, whose skin would be peeled off later?
“It’s okay.”
The priest replied.
Originally, he had long been accustomed to pain, and the skinning would just be a minor issue.
It was just that he had been spoilt a bit in the last few worlds and was afraid of pain again.
Jiu Shu glanced at the object of discipline next to him and closed his eyes again, not speaking again.
The spirit had wanted to talk a little longer, but after seeing Jiu Shu go to sleep, he was silent.
He looked at the priest somewhat strangely, still wondering why the world had changed the way it had.
Without him, his other self’s life would have been a happy one.
The priest who was planted with the love gu would have favored Gu Yin, and in that case, wouldn’t Gu Yin have someone to love?
He was nothing like him.
He had never been cared for or loved by anyone.
Even his only friend was responsible for his death.
That made him so pathetic by comparison.
That was why the spirit wanted his other self to taste the pain so badly.
He didn’t want to look at his other self’s happy appearance.
This body should be his own.
That happy future should also be his.
The only way for his other self to be avenged for his past pain was to die in pain.
It was something more important than getting back at those enemies.
The spirit admitted that it was a bit selfish, but he didn’t give a damn.
Ever since he died, all he had left in his soul was resentment.
Reason and feelings were stupid and unnecessary things to the spirit.
He wasn’t a stupid thing full of love and affection like Gu Yin.
Ho ho ho!
He looked forward to the day when his other self would collapse.
He felt pleasure from the bottom of his heart just by imagining it.
But for some reason, while it was pleasurable, there was still some uneasiness in the spirit’s heart.
This wasn’t normal for the spirit.
He had long been accustomed to the daily discontent and resentment in his heart, the resentment of wanting to ki-ll all living people, so he was very tired of this emotion that it called weakness.
He didn’t understand why he had developed this emotion.
He then had no choice but to leave the priest’s room and continue to roam the town.
Every human in this town was a target for his revenge.
Every single one would not be spared.
Including the priest.
So there was nothing wrong with what he did.
It was all just a cycle of karma, and he shouldn’t feel upset.
Only after the spirit left did Jiu Shu open his eyes.
He remembered the order the spirit had just given him and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in a subtle manner.
Looking at the fog outside the window, it was as if Jiu Shu could see the ghastly figure in the fog.
This town was turning into a place for ghosts.
When the fog completely enveloped the entire town, all humans would be trapped here, never able to escape.
Jiu Shu flipped through the plot on the system panel, feeling helpless against this object of discipline that had lost his mind.
He had to think of a way to stop this town from being bled out like a river.
According to the object of discipline’s current progress, if he really ki-lled all the people in the town, then his sanity wouldn’t come back at all.
Gu Yin’s sanity was still supporting him now; if he waited until Gu Yin completely collapsed as well, there would really be no way back.
Jiu Shu pondered over the solution; indeed, he really didn’t expect his previous bad premonition to actually come true.
And the spirit also gave an order that surprised him.
It didn’t matter to Jiu Shu; after all, he had never been in a hurry and was patient enough to wait for the final result.
But there was always a feeling that this order would lead to problems with the object of discipline.
Jiu Shu was a little troubled but he curbed his emotions.
The church was safe for now.
Ai Lan hid in the church, looking at the increasingly dense fog outside the church, uneasily gripping the mobile phone in her hand.
[Can you get the priest’s contact information for me?]
[There’s no problem; I just want to get in touch with god.]
[Anchor, why haven’t you gone to see the priest yet? You can’t?]
[I’m so bored; go and see the priest; I’m tired of seeing these believers.]
[I want to see the priest; take me there!]
Ai Lan was almost driven mad by this group of people.
She also wanted to see the priest. Now that she was haunted by evil spirits, she could feel at ease just by seeing the priest, but the problem now was that she couldn’t see the priest at all.
How could she see the priest just because she wanted to?
As Ai Lan was thinking, she heard the believers around her, who were still praying earnestly, suddenly stop and reveal fervent expressions.
She immediately raised her head, keenly aware of what was going on, and aimed her camera at the stage.
Sure enough, it was the priest.
The priest had originally said that he was going to take a rest, but he must have been worried about the believers, so he specially came to care for them.
Ai Lan brainstormed about the greatness of the priest and was moved to tears by her own imagination.
The whining in the live broadcast room had all disappeared and was replaced by the viewers’ praise, all praising the priest’s beauty.
[This is really the best-looking priest I’ve ever seen; he should go to the big city; what a waste to stay here.]
[Can you tell me the exact address of this place? I want to come and see the priest.]
Ai Lan didn’t have time for the live feed anymore; she just wanted to tell the priest to be careful.
She could feel the spirit’s aura getting stronger and stronger.
If the church couldn’t withstand the spirit, she would be completely screwed.
Ai Lan felt that her worried expression seemed to be seen by the priest.
The priest smiled at her to calm her down.
Ai Lan couldn’t help but return the smile; the next moment she felt a chill all over her body, like she was being watched by something.
But looking around, there was no one staring at her at all.
It should be the spirit again.
Ai Lan’s face went white, and she could no longer laugh.
She was afraid that the ghost would break into the church before long; what should she do then?
She was scared, so she begged to the viewers in the live broadcast to call the police when the live broadcast was unexpectedly interrupted, although the police might not be able to come to such a remote place, but at least they could leave a message for her family.
[Anchor, don’t act; where is the ghost, ah? From beginning to end, I haven’t seen the shadow of a ghost.]
[Don’t delay us from watching the priest; move the camera back.]
The audience in the live broadcast room didn’t care about Ai Lan’s death in the slightest; she was so aggrieved that her eyes reddened, and her gaze towards the priest became more and more dependent.
The priest was the only one who could be trusted now.
Thinking like this, Ai Lan’s gaze inadvertently fell on the priest’s shadow on the stage.
Surprisingly, for a moment, she saw a strange ghostly shadow wrapped around the priest’s body, with many arms resting on the priest’s body, some as delicate and slender as a woman’s, while others as muscular as a man’s. The only thing they had in common was that they were all wrapped around the priest’s body, and she had no idea what they were doing.
The only thing they had in common was that they were all wrapped around the priest’s shadow, refusing to relax.
It was as if some unknown monster was greedily imprisoning what it had.
It was an illusion.
Ai Lan slapped her face numbly, deciding that she was hallucinating from too much fear.
After all, at least for now, the gloomy feeling in her body hadn’t returned, so that meant the spirit couldn’t get in.
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