C149 — [6.15 — Strange Tales of Fengjia Town]
by UntamedSJiu Shu heard the sound of breaking glass.
Because of the distance, through the flashlight, he could only see a dilapidated apartment building and the blurred figures reflected in the building.
When he got closer, he saw only an empty apartment building.
The door of the building was locked, but through the glass door he could see the inner hall, which was empty.
There were no traces of broken glass at all.
If an ordinary person was confronted with such a situation, they might think that they had misheard, but Jiu Shu was sure that he hadn’t.
Glancing at the system panel, he pondered, his fingers touching the glass door.
There was nothing wrong with it, only a little dust on it.
But there was something on the other side of the glass door.
Jiu Shu held up the cell phone; the light was reflected by the glass surface into his pupils, making him blink uncomfortably; the end of his eyes reddened a little because of the sharp sensation.
Those peach blossom-like eyes became more and more beautiful, making people unable to move their eyes.
On the other side of the glass door, which Jiu Shu couldn’t see, there was a wide palm carefully touching the ends of his eyes through the glass, gently rubbing them.
Because he had to observe the situation inside the apartment building, he came closer, and his delicate eyes still had an almost overwhelming beauty even under the harsh light of the flashlight.
This sudden move seemed to scare the owner of the hand, who didn’t dare to offend in the slightest bit.
He lowered his head in anxiety, hiding his face and looking up from time to time.
He knew that the priest couldn’t see him, but he was too timid to approach him.
This inhuman thing, which had been so terrifying just a moment before, showed cowardice and weakness at this moment.
It was only after a long time that he pressed his face against the glass door, as if he could get closer to the person on the other side.
As if he could be closer to his own fantasies of happiness.
A was in a daze; he felt the monster was a bit pitiful at this moment.
But in reality, it was just an illusion.
Even when squatting, the towering figure appeared incredibly tall due to intense emotional fluctuations, causing many changes within the ghost realm. The number of ghosts and shadows increased, and cries of sorrow were heard everywhere.
A huge snake’s tail appeared in the hall at some point, slapping the ground anxiously.
Even though this white-colored monster was covered with handsome human skin, it couldn’t hide its horrible inhumanity.
Seeing this scene, the fear of horrible things that was engraved in every human’s genes made A’s face turn pale; he was on the verge of a mental breakdown after experiencing too much tonight.
He could only crawl forward with a stiff upper lip.
All the changes started after the footsteps came.
In his field of vision, the streets around him and even in the distance were just now flooded with fog, and he couldn’t see anything.
By all rights, visibility shouldn’t be this low, and he couldn’t even see inside the hall right now, much less the person across the glass door.
It was as if the monster beside him didn’t want anyone to see the person.
In the fog, A faintly saw a person fumbling with the glass door not far ahead.
Who was the person who had caused all this?
Was it Feng Qi?
It had to be; she was the only one who could make the ghost so jittery and hamstrung.
He finally met the person he was looking for, but A was too weak to make a single sound.
A hopeful groan escaped his dry throat. He tried to plead for Feng Qi to save him, but it was in vain.
After experiencing a series of frights, under the pressure of resentment emanating from the ghost realm, he fainted as soon as his eyes darkened.
In his drowsiness, he felt the person standing outside the door enter the hall.
After finding nothing, they left in silence.
And the monster in human skin hesitated, wanting to follow, but looked down at the tattered clothes he was wearing.
It was a long-sleeved shirt and pants that had been temporarily found for shelter.
Because of the previous fight with the ghost, the clothes had been completely dyed red with bloo-d; it hung on the tall and sturdy skeleton, showing the strong muscular lines of his broad shoulders and arms.
It couldn’t be called ugly, but it didn’t match the man’s polished appearance at all.
After devouring most of its other self’s power, it also gained many memories.
There were memories of being ki-lled in a previous life, as well as many other people’s memories that were mixed in when the ghost pieced together its own mutilated corpse.
Under the impact of those memories, Gu Yin already had a basic sense of aesthetics.
He knew that this wouldn’t do, that just having a face wouldn’t do.
He had to look better.
He had to wear the most handsome clothes before he could match his beloved priest.
That way, he would be the only one who could stand next to the priest, and the priest would only be able to look at him.
Gu Yin thought illogically, following suit and disappearing into the fog.
By now, A could no longer feel any movement on the other side of the fog.
He didn’t know how long it was before he muddledly heard a rustling sound behind him.
The sound of something writhing.
It wasn’t until the thick bloo-d flooded him that he realized it was the crushed flesh and blo-od.
Thump, thump, thump—heartbeat-like sounds spread through the flesh and blo-od.
Wriggling and growing like a carpet, it soon covered the entire hall shrouded in thick fog.
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Jiu Shu left the apartment building, eyes downcast in thought as he walked.
After picking the lock and entering the hall to check it out, he didn’t find anything out of place and had to retreat.
He pursed his lips thoughtfully, the color of his lips growing bright red.
It shouldn’t be a barricade.
Then there was only one possibility: a spatial shift.
Two spaces overlapped everything, one with the glass door intact and the other with the glass door shattered.
There was something in the other space that Gu Yin didn’t want him to see.
So now Gu Yin should be there.
Jiu Shu pondered, then he looked back as if he sensed something.
There was nothing there.
Jiu Shu retracted his line of sight as if he really didn’t notice anything, and lowered his eyes to look at the time on his cell phone; it was almost eleven o’clock.
It was time for him to go and rest.
After searching for Gu Yin all day, Jiu Shu did feel a little tired.
He quickly returned to the church, where the lights were still on and the devout believers were praying all night long.
Everything seemed to have returned to the way it was before the dense fog enveloped Fengjia Town.
Looking around, the fog had completely dissipated, and a bright moon had appeared in the sky, illuminating half of the town.
The Fengjia Town, which was still gloomy, returned to its usual quiet atmosphere.
If it weren’t for the fact that the time on the system panel was still in a split state, even Jiu Shu would have thought that the life-and-death fight between the two disciplinary targets had ended.
Although he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Jiu Shu could already imagine that it must have been a grueling fight.
The winner was Gu Yin.
If it had been the fierce ghost Gu Yin, he would have arrogantly appeared in front of him right now.
Rubbing his brow, Jiu Shu seemed a bit bothered as he pushed open the door to enter the church.
The church was brightly lit, and the believers in twos and threes were sitting in their seats and praying, and when they heard the sound of the door opening, they showed surprise and rushed to Jiu Shu to say hello.
The crowd waited for the priest in the church for a long time.
Because of the fog, they couldn’t go out to look for the priest, and now that they could finally see the priest, they were naturally very excited.
They were so excited that their faces turned red and their body language was exaggerated.
Jiu Shu arched his eyebrows and smiled out of habit, and after seeing their expressions, he paused and quickly returned to normal.
He calmed them down a bit before letting them each go home to rest. “May the Lord bless you all with good dreams.”
Jiu Shu said so with a smile.
The crowd didn’t dwell on the matter, and after receiving the priest’s blessing, they were content to say goodbye to Jiu Shu.
“Good night, Father.”
Jiu Shu’s eyes lingered for a moment on the people saying goodbye, especially the woman named Ai Lan.
The woman who had talked about meeting a ghost before was now looking at Jiu Shu with a wild look on her face, her previous fear and unease completely gone.
Whether it was her expression or her movements, she was the same as the others.
In response, Jiu Shu’s expression didn’t change, and with a smile, he waved his hand and watched the crowd leave.
Retracting his hand, Jiu Shu also turned towards his own lounge and washed and changed his clothes in order.
And then went to bed to rest.
Jiu Shu acted exactly as he normally would, seemingly unaffected at all by the shock from earlier.
He laid quietly on the soft bed and closed his eyes, his soft hair sliding down the lines of his handsome face; just looking at it gave one a feeling of immense tenderness.
Great.
The priest wasn’t afraid.
But… he must be feeling uneasy.
It was okay; the guy who made the priest uneasy was gone; he would definitely protect the priest in the future.
There would never be anyone to get in their way again.
Kneeling on the carpet beside the bed, the unusually tall man stared mesmerized at Jiu Shu’s face after slumber, not blinking as if he couldn’t get enough of it.
Although the priest had said that he forgave him earlier, Gu Yin knew that it was just the effect of the love compulsion and that it couldn’t be taken seriously, and as a result, he loathed himself and wanted to die with the ghost.
No matter what, it wouldn’t let Him take over the body and hurt the priest.
It was good that after getting the power of the ghost, Gu Yin finally understood how to repay the sins he had committed before.
Just feeling sorry for himself was useless; getting rid of the ghost that influenced him and caused the priest to get hurt was the only way.
And then by becoming good-looking, he could get the priest’s true love.
Then he could be forgiven by the priest and be with him forever.
Gu Yin smiled sweetly as he touched the healed bonding marks on his jaw.
He moved a little closer to the bed and plopped down on the edge, mesmerized.
He had changed into more decent clothes in order to come and see the priest.
It was a shirt and pants that was quite popular in the outside world and was said to reign at the top of the magazines’ list of most popular men’s outfits.
There were so many female remnants in the corpses that the ghost had once cobbled together that Gu Yin had really utilised in regards to matching clothing.
In the memories of those broken corpses, this outfit was the choice of many mature and stable men and was also liked by many wives as the way a mature husband should dress.
Husband and wife.
It was a pairing that felt treacherous just by imagining it.
But was there a more intimate relationship in the world?
There wasn’t.
So, could he marry his beloved priest?
Stretching out his hand, his pale, blo-odless knuckles didn’t dare touch the priest’s cheek, only pretending to touch it through the air.
Even so, it made him blush.
But if it was with this face, maybe it was possible.
Gu Yin thought so, and a flush rose to his face.
He carefully touched his own face, his eyes shining brightly.
He was obviously already a corpse, yet his heart was still beating fast in his chest, as if he had already seen that bright future and was once again caught up in an uncontrollable fantasy.
On the bed aside, Jiu Shu didn’t seem to notice the tall man snuggled up next to him on the bed, still slumbering and sleeping soundly.
It wasn’t until the early morning hours that he was awakened by the sound of birds chirping outside the window.
Opening his eyes, Jiu Shu’s expression was a bit stunned, because at that moment, a familiar figure was sprawled on his side, but he was without the snaketail.
Jiu Shu was indeed a bit surprised.
He had thought that Gu Yin, who had low self-esteem, wouldn’t come out to meet with him so easily, and his behavior last night when he followed him was also very careful, so it could be seen that he hadn’t gotten rid of his low self-esteem.
Therefore, he also agonized a lot about how to make the disciplinary target believe that he had really forgiven him so that he would no longer blame himself.
But now, from feeling guilty and blaming himself to daring to personally appear in front of him with a calm demeanor, this change couldn’t be said to be small.
Jiu Shu’s eyes flickered as he swept his gaze over the object of discipline’s handsome face.
It was because of this face.
The face the object of discipline had always been ashamed of.
“You’re awake, Father.”
Gu Yin’s voice trembled slightly as he didn’t dare look the priest in the eyes; his eyes could only fall on the back of the priest’s white hand.
Green veins crisscrossed underneath the soft skin, and you could almost see the blood flowing through them.
It was many times better looking than his own miserable white skin.
Even after looking at it all night, he still couldn’t get enough of it.
He really wanted to just stay quietly with the priest forever.
However, if he wanted to be a qualified husband candidate, he couldn’t be like that.
“Yes, good morning.” The priest’s smile was still gentle.
Just a short greeting made Gu Yin’s heart beat faster; his cheeks flushed as if he were drunk.
With this good-looking face, the priest was finally able to genuinely smile at him.
Would it be possible for him to smile like this without the love compulsion?
It would, right?
Gu Yin smiled a silly smile at the priest, fantasizing so.
After possessing a beautiful skin, the desire that had been suppressed in his heart seemed to expand in an instant, and Gu Yin was so deep in his fantasies that he couldn’t help himself and even reached out to hold the palm of Jiu Shu’s hand.
The soft and slightly cool touch of the fingers made his heart flutter.
“There is no need to be afraid anymore; the person who hurt you before is no longer there.”
Following the example of those human model husbands in its memories, Gu Yin revealed a gentle smile, not mentioning a word about the blo-odshed behind his words but instead sincerely kneeling down on one knee.
“So, let’s get married!”
“… ”
There was a momentary blankness in Jiu Shu’s expression, who had been contemplating Gu Yin’s change of heart.
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