C154 — [6.20 — Strange Tales of Fengjia Town]
by UntamedSUnlike corpses on the verge of decay, human skin was soft and warm to the touch.
The touch of human skin was soft and warm. If you pinched the neck and applied a little force, you would feel the bloo-d flowing under the thin layer of skin, which was the proof of vitality pulsing through it.
With a little more force, that life force would be gone in an instant, just as it had been for Him who had been split up, and the pain would begin in the lungs where he had been deprived of breath, and then the struggle, the gasping, the beautiful face reddening; then tears would flow from his eyes as he cried out.
And finally death, the skin turning cold, the soft lips losing their bloo-d color, becoming a corpse he knew only too well.
This was what He longed for, to take away what He cared most about from His other self.
But why couldn’t He use force?
Obviously, He had already completely split from His other self and was no longer affected by that idiot’s feelings.
He seemed a little bewildered, disgusted with his own hesitation.
The hand on Jiu Shu’s neck remained unclenched, but he subconsciously rubbed it gently, his palm travelling down to touch his collarbone, his chest, and his arm, following the line of his bones.
Jiu Shu’s bone and flesh were combined just right.
The soft white skin was as smooth as silk when he stroked it, and the muscular lines and bones underneath were like works of art.
The skin on the back of the hand was white, with green veins visible, and even the knuckles of his fingers were beautiful, long, warm, and extremely aesthetically pleasing.
When placed on the quilt, the fingers were slightly curled in a very relaxed posture.
It made him unable to resist holding it and playing with it in his palms until the knuckles of his fingers turned red.
He didn’t know why he was stroking a human body for so long, but he didn’t want to take his hand away at all.
In all fairness, this was indeed an extremely beautiful body, and even if he died, he would definitely be an extremely beautiful corpse.
It was just that after death, the skin would become even paler, and those eyes wouldn’t open again; he would only be able to sleep peacefully forever.
Just like that priest in His memory.
The image of that priest’s tragic death seemed to flash before His eyes, and His movements stalled for a moment.
Because he suddenly wondered what would have happened if the priest in his world hadn’t died in the first place.
Would he have been the same as His other self in this world, and would He have received the happiness He craved?
The thought made Him laugh, for it was nothing more than an option that simply couldn’t exist.
Thinking so, He somehow felt a little anxious, and the strength of His strokes subconsciously became a little stronger.
The sleeping Jiu Shu frowned, seemingly a little uncomfortable, and his struggle to wake up was stunningly beautiful, a beauty that transcended gender and was just simply beautiful.
But as a priest, his beauty was highly undeserved.
Because this beauty had surpassed the angel statues in the church, making one think that if there were really angels in the world, they wouldn’t be as beautiful as this human.
It made one want to destroy.
So he thought, his pupils gazing coldly at the human on the bed, the tissue fluid oozing from him staining the sleeves of Jiu Shu’s coat.
The thick bloo-d was getting thicker and thicker, almost engulfing the human on the bed, and the mobile phone next to the pillow was also stained with bloo-d, lighting up its screen in the sticky plasma, revealing a wallpaper of a photo of the two of them together.
Two equally bright, smiling faces.
One belonged to Him, the other to the priest.
No, he should say it belonged to Gu Yin, because He never had a smile on His face that was so genuine that it bubbled with silliness.
The gentle smile on the priest’s face was just as sweet and even more beautiful than his eyes closed in slumber, so beautiful that he looked at it for a while before he could look away.
In the corner of the desktop wallpaper, there was also a countdown to the wedding day, which was the day after tomorrow.
Just looking at this picture would make one feel really happy.
Click—the phone cracked open at the seam, ripping the faces of the two men right across from each other.
It looked so much smoother.
Breath—On the bed, Jiu Shu was still sleeping quietly; he was under the influence of the ghost’s power, so deeply that he was oblivious to the movement in the bedroom.
The entire bed was covered with bloo-d and flesh; bloo-d and water seeped out of it, moistening the bed sheets and clothes. Jiu Shu’s cold, white arms, chest and abdomen, and collarbone were all entangled and wrapped in bloo-d and flesh, and the whole person seemed as if he would be swallowed by the bloo-d and flesh at any time.
But when the slimy flesh climbed up along the neck, about to be devoured by the flesh just like any other human being. Jiu Shu’s chin was pinched and lifted upwards, and the edge of his lips was licked.
It was already colored a brilliant red by the bloo-d from the chunks of blo-ody flesh.
It was clearly his own bloo-d and flesh, but at this moment it had a particularly sweet flavor.
The tall figure, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed coldly watching the human’s death, was now licking the bloo-d traces left on his face as if fascinated, not stopping until it was finally licked clean.
The traces of bloo-d and flesh on the bed disappeared, and he looked at Jiu Shu in the darkness; it wasn’t clear what he was thinking.
In the latter half of the night, Jiu Shu was a bit groggy.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes.
The lights weren’t turned on in the room, and the curtains were drawn, so he couldn’t see anything.
He only felt extraordinarily tired.
A wet touch came from his ear; it was the feeling of being licked.
Jiu Shu turned his eyes to the object of discipline lying on his side, who was now circling his waist with his arm and licking his earlobe intently.
Then he began to kiss along the line of his jaw again, continuing to leave a trail of wet touches.
With a weary look in his eyes, Jiu Shu indulged in the disturbing act, simply reaching out to touch the object of discipline before closing his eyes once more.
In the darkness, the tall man’s face was paler than usual, and he felt Jiu Shu’s gentle intimacy and paused, actually stopping the kiss.
He couldn’t figure out why he started trembling as soon as he was touched.
At that moment, even the pain that had permeated every nerve due to the destruction of his body dissipated.
So He took Jiu Shu’s hand and once again placed it on His face.
This time, however, Jiu Shu had fallen asleep, and his soft palm didn’t caress him; his slender fingers drooped feebly, obediently allowing Him to hold it against His cheek.
He watched Jiu Shu steadily, silent until dawn, before releasing his hand with a frown.
“Time to wake up!”
The ghost reached out his hand to try and shove the sleepy human awake, but when he finally touched him, it was unexpectedly just a very light push.
Following the force, the hair at the nape of Jiu Shu’s neck slid down to the cold white collarbone, which was strewn with red kiss marks.
Jiu Shu’s long lashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes, blinking after seeing the displeased look on the object of punishment.
“The wedding is tomorrow, right?”
Jiu Shu looked at him for a moment and gave a still gentle smile, “Yeah, tomorrow.”
The ghost laughed meaningfully, his broad, firm chest vibrating with the sound of the laugh, but Jiu Shu, embraced in his arms, didn’t hear a heartbeat.
“Great, I’m looking forward to it!”
Looking forward to taking away everything from that fool, including his long-awaited wedding.
He thought long and hard about it and decided that the best way to get back at that stupid bast-ard was this, rather than ki-lling the priest.
In fact, He hadn’t had the idea of k-illing the priest for a while before Gu Yin took away His power; He was just too angry about having so much taken away from Him.
He wanted to make Gu Yin taste that pain, which was why he got the urge to ki-ll.
There was actually no need to ki-ll the priest.
Having the same soul, the ghost knew that this way of impersonating him to get happiness would be painful for the other.
It was by no means a soft heart; it was just a better plan for revenge.
Meanwhile.
In another church littered with bloo-d and flesh, A, who was searching for Feng Qi, was on the verge of despair.
He looked around, and there were only ghostly corridors.
It must have been the ghost that found out his beloved was trapped here, so he rushed over!
He had chosen correctly; as long as he found Feng Qi, he had found the breaking point, and he would be saved!
Such excitement came to an abrupt end when he saw that figure.
That unusually tall figure was still in the same black clothes and trousers with bloo-d dripping from before.
The only difference was that the current one had an abnormal mental state visible to the visible eye.
It walked a little staggered, its head hung low, and its large pale hands covered the position of its face, and with its long black hair scattered over its shoulders, it made it impossible to see its expression.
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One could only see that large streams of bloo-d were emerging from its mouth, mixed with the broken pieces of flesh and bloo-d from the proliferation of internal organs within its body, and the black and red plasma kept sliding down its chin.
The other hand holding the sharp knife cut off all the arms and blo-ody flesh swinging in front of itself.
“Die… go to hell…”
Its murmur of unresolved resentment could be faintly heard.
The sharp knife in its hand had many cracked seams, but unexpectedly it could still continue to be used and was even extremely powerful, cutting off the arms of an entire wall with just one swing.
When the remaining limbs fell to the ground, they were still convulsing and wriggling. These things were eerie and terrifying for the two of them, but the uncontrollable flesh and bloo-d were nothing but extremely weak at this moment.
Gu Yin’s pitch-black eyes glanced over, and a black mist emerged from somewhere, sweeping through the entire corridor, corroding the remaining limbs and the flesh and bloo-d still growing on the four walls, causing them to howl in agony.
Squeak—but for some reason, A listened to the cries of the flesh and blood and felt that the cries gradually twisted, eventually becoming somewhat like mocking sounds.
This seemed to have completely enraged Gu Yin, and the black mist rolled angrily, instantly enveloping the entire town, constantly corroding the spreading flesh and bloo-d.
Yet he was still unable to return to the space that belonged to him.
It was the flesh and bloo-d all over the town that shackled him, coupled with the amazing reproduction and recovery speed of the flesh and bloo-d. In such a short period of time, it couldn’t be stopped.
Gu Yin laughed in anger and continued to keep searching for spatial crevices in the church.
To be able to trap him here and run out by himself meant that there must be a space gap left somewhere in the church; as long as he could find it, he would definitely be able to go back.
He had to go back quickly; the wedding wasn’t ready yet; he hadn’t prepared the most perfect wedding for his beloved Jiu Shu.
“The perfect …… perfect ……”
A’s heart jumped as he looked at Gu Yin, who was mumbling nervously not far away.
He had noticed when he was in his previous apartment building that the ghost had split into two, one of which had turned into flesh and bloo-d, and one of which had turned into the face he remembered.
Which was the man in front of him now?
It was clear that both weren’t quite mentally normal, more so than in his last life, but as long as he had Feng Qi, it didn’t matter.
Everything would be solved, no matter how many ghosts; when facing their beloved one, they should all show a kind side.
A chanted this over and over again; it had become his obsession.
Thus, even his fear was forgotten, A called out to the tall man who was ready to leave, “I’ve found Feng Qi; I’ve found your beloved!”
“Feng Qi! Speak up too!”
A urged; if only Feng Qi also spoke, would there be a possibility for the ghost to be sensitized?
After the black mist just now, Feng Qi had already fallen out of the flesh and bloo-d confinement.
She was now looking at Gu Yin with a pale face; the self-confidence that had originally swelled in her heart was still shaken at the sight of Gu Yin’s eerie and ghastly appearance.
But in the end, the desire to protect the priest and her boyfriend kept her going; she tried to make herself smile and look at Gu Yin compassionately.
She was hypnotizing herself that Gu Yin was a pitiful man, and she had to save him from his misery.
“Gu Yin, I know how you feel about me now. Don’t hurt anyone else; I’ll be with you…”
Snap–
Hearing Feng Qi’s voice, Gu Yin’s footsteps staggered, and he turned his head.
Seeing this scene, A became even more excited; seeing Gu Yin getting closer and closer, it was as if he also saw a brighter future for himself.
“I, I’m a little scared…” Seeing Gu Yin walking closer and closer, Feng Qi inexplicably got chills all over her body.
Fear caused her brain to briefly break away from the chaotic state of blind confidence, and she stared wide-eyed at Gu Yin.
The Gu Yin in front of her was very different from what she remembered.
The Gu Yin in her impression had a serpent’s tail on his body, and his tall and robust upper body was often exposed and full of ugly suture marks.
But at this moment, although Gu Yin’s skin exposed outside the fabric was still miserably white, it was clean and polished, without any traces of stitches.
There was also that face, although it was half-hidden by the messy, unkempt long hair; it could still be seen as a handsome face.
This should have made Feng Qi feel better; after all, as someone that loved good looking faces, even with as much mental preparation as she could do, she really couldn’t bear to live with the same ugly person for the rest of her life.
But in reality, Feng Qi only felt fear, because those eyes staring straight at her were full of strange excitement.
Why so excited? It should be because he loved her too much.
Feng Qi comforted herself.
But the next second, this comfort was shattered as a large pale hand reached towards her face.
Feng Qi heard a murmur that made the hairs on her body stand, “Feng Qi, good-looking, good-looking face, lend it to me, okay?”
Feng Qi watched in horror, the smile that appeared on Gu Yin’s handsome face was filled with pure childlike hope, as if he had made a trivial request.
It simply couldn’t be refused.
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
Screams resounded through the corridor.
Inside the other church, Jiu Shu, who was in the process of putting on his clothes, had his eyes downcast as he fastened the buttons at the cuffs, but he was suddenly gripped by the wrist.
“Your love compulsion hasn’t been undone, ah ho ho—let me help you!”
Before the words fell, a cut was made on the back of Jiu Shu’s white hand.
A gu fell out and gradually withered away.
The ghost licked at the wound, and the wound healed at an incredible speed.
As He looked at the back of Jiu Shu’s hand, He seemed to sense something, and the smile on his miserably white face grew happier and happier.
TN:
This has been sitting in my drafts for a while. [My family decided we needed a family get-together and iiiiii have been assisting, I’m soo tired 😩 but I was happy to spend time with them]
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