C155 — [6.21 — Strange Story of Fengjia Town]

The Ghost really knew his other self too well.

 

When he saw that the love compulsion on Jiu Shu’s body hadn’t been undone, he instantly realized that this fool who seemed to have become strong and happy was still very stupid.

 

Even if he possessed a power that could rival His, he was still weak in his heart, not daring to undo the love compulsion for fear of losing the priest.

 

Compared to that, he was much stronger. He didn’t care about the love compulsion at all; he only cared about whether or not he could make that fool suffer even more.

 

And the feedback obtained made Him very satisfied.

 

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Feng Qi’s hair was yanked unceremoniously, and the tall, handsome man with a friendly smile as usual was holding a bone chopper in his hand aimed straight at her.

 

Very skillfully finding the right place to cut, it seemed that the next second it was going to fall down and cut open her skin, removing her face.

 

Feng Qi was simply going crazy.

 

Although she knew before that Gu Yin might have memories of his past life just like her, her inflated confidence still made her think that Gu Yin would definitely continue to love her.

 

After all, as an unloved monster, the fact that she was able to respond to him was a selfless sacrifice that should be gratefully received, and Gu Yin didn’t have any reason to refuse.

 

But now—looking up at the handsome Gu Yin, Feng Qi shivered like a sieve.

 

From those eyes full of madness, she came up with the answer.

 

It must be because Gu Yin had gone mad.

 

It must be so!

 

It was because he had gone mad that he would ignore her gesture of goodwill and even want to cut off her face, and when he came to his senses, he would be incredibly remorseful; after all, no one would hurt the person they loved so much.

 

But even so, by the time he regretted it, her face would be gone!

 

Feng Qi was so scared that she screamed, regretting being so reckless to come over to look for Gu Yin.

 

A monster’s love was unacceptable to normal people even if it was deep.

 

Compared to Feng Qi, who still believed that Gu Yin loved her, A on the side was undoubtedly more desperate.

 

He collapsed on the ground, looking at the tall and horrible ghost not far away.

 

As a bystander, he could see every expression on the ghost’s face more clearly than Feng Qi.

 

After seeing the all too familiar cruelty in its eyes, A, who was still full of excitement, suddenly went cold and shuddered.

 

Because this was the expression he had seen countless times in the cycle of death, that kind of indifference without fluctuation, that kind that completely regarded other people as dead things, he should never face his beloved person with this look.

 

Since awakening his memories, A had always hypnotized himself that he would be saved if he found Feng Qi, constantly giving himself hope so that he could survive in this horrible town.

 

But now, after seeing the reaction of the ghost, he could no longer deceive himself any longer.

 

He might have been wrong all along to be so naive as to think that the ghost would fall in love with a human.

 

A screamed miserably, covered his head, and fell on the ground; the disillusioned him was completely unable to face reality; he had completely lost the courage to survive and could only lie on the ground shivering.

 

This emotionless ghost was bound to deal with him after picking off Feng Qi’s skin; his end would be even more miserable than in his previous life.

 

When he thought about it, the rebirth of this life was actually just a joke.

 

And just when A was in utter despair, he suddenly realized that Gu Yin didn’t continue to move.

 

The sharp blade stopped at Feng Qi’s forehead, and instead of going further down, it trembled.

 

Could it be that he thought wrong? Was the ghost really in love with Feng Qi? Was he just being controlled by his resentment and unable to control himself that he tried to harm Feng Qi and was unable to do so after all?

 

Thinking like this, A looked at Gu Yin with hope but found that the expression on Gu Yin’s face was very wrong.

 

There was originally a smile on his face, but now he was full of panic, and his slender palm couldn’t even grip the knife tightly, letting the sharp blade fall to the ground.

 

Taking advantage of this opening, Feng Qi screamed and crawled away, while Gu Yin didn’t have a single reaction to this; he just hung his head down in what appeared to be pain, his hands trembling.

 

The hair that was wet with bloo-d and water fell in strands in front of his forehead, making it impossible to see his expression, and one could only hear his dismayed voice: “It’s gone…”

 

What was gone?

 

A couldn’t understand what Gu Yin was saying.

 

Snap-snap-snap-

 

A saw the ghost start vomiting bloo-d again.

 

This time the situation was even worse, with broken pieces of internal organs mixed in with the thick bloo-d, flowing down his pale jaw.

 

His lips trembled; it wasn’t clear what he was murmuring, and A didn’t know if it was his own illusion, but he actually felt that the Gu Yin was afraid at this moment.

 

Obviously, he was a horrifyingly evil ghost that would emit a cruel and pleasurable laughter when abusing humans, devoid of any humanity, but at this moment, he was even more fearful than what he and Feng Qi had just looked like.

 

It was simply unbelievable.

 

However, this was what A had seen with his own eyes.

 

He was horrified to see Gu Yin raising his trembling hand in near panic, wiping his face over and over again, not wanting to let this dirty bloo-d dirty this beautiful skin.

 

But he couldn’t wipe it clean at all; he spat out even more bloo-d, as if he wanted to spit out all the bloo-d in his entire body.

 

And he kept wiping as if he couldn’t notice the pain, “What to do, what to do…”

 

All he cared about was that his face was clean.

 

“It’s gone ……” The love compulsion was gone.

 

Would the priest still love him after the love compulsion was gone?

 

Gu Yin didn’t know; he didn’t dare to think. He just knew that since he had lost the love compulsion, he couldn’t lose this beautiful skin now.

 

So he couldn’t let the dirty bloo-d coming out of his body dirty his face.

 

Then the priest would definitely not like him anymore.

 

No way, absolutely not!

 

The bloo-d and flesh on his body were still proliferating; like it sensed Gu Yin’s fear, it spread to his face this time, turning his handsome face into extreme terror.

 

“Ahhhh…!!!”

 

A heard Gu Yin’s mournful screams; he was so scared that his face was pale, and he watched as the ghost not far away went mad, covering his face and screaming miserably.

 

From the cracks of the evil ghost’s fingers seeped out a large amount of sticky bloo-d, not at all like the bloo-d of a living person, but rather the cold and putrid plasma of a dead person’s body.

 

Mixed with the proliferating flesh and bloo-d together, it turned his face into a complete mess.

 

“My face… my face!”

 

He became unattractive; the face that the priest loved became unattractive!

 

A watched as the maddened Gu Yin kept tearing at the flesh and bloo-d of his face until the skin underneath that flesh and bloo-d was revealed.

 

It was still useless; the bloo-dy flesh regrew back in but a few short moments.

 

But Gu Yin still tore hard, his pale, firm arm muscles tensed to the point of veins popping out.

 

The broad palms of his hands felt heavy with bone; the whitish knuckles could be seen when he exerted himself; the knuckles of his fingers kept exerting themselves, and in the end, they even exerted themselves to the point of accidentally cutting his eyeballs and yanking them out along with his optic nerves.

 

This crazy scene dumbfounded A.

 

His mind went blank, and he could only hear Gu Yin’s constant, almost wailing screams as he turned his face into a bloo-dy mess.

 

Finally, A heard crying.

 

Ooh—

 

The evil ghost was crying.

 

The voice of this evil ghost named Gu Yin was a magnetic low unique to a young male, and even when he laughed morbidly while k-illing people, it carried a sense of wantonness.

 

At this moment, the weeping voice was hoarse and depressed, his suppressed voice was squeezed out from his throat, if one came closer, one could hear him talking to himself in a bewildered and helpless manner.

 

A was a bit far away, and he didn’t dare to get close, so he could only hear sporadic sentences like “so ugly… so ugly… Dear, don’t look at me…” and so on.

 

A couldn’t understand everything in front of him at all. He didn’t know why Gu Yin was so crazy about his face and why he was crying so sadly.

 

The only thing that he could be sure of was that Gu Yin had gone crazy.

 

One would get chills just looking at him.

 

He couldn’t stay here anymore.

 

Staying beside a crazy evil ghost; thinking about it was an incomparably scary thing.

 

Looking around, Feng Qi had long since run away, and now he was the only one left.

 

So A braced himself to get up, twisted his head, and ran off into the distance.

 

Behind him, Gu Yin’s cries still continued.

 

If it hadn’t been for the fact that A had long known that the real identity of the person behind him was a horrible ghost, he was afraid that he would treat him as an innocent youth trapped here.

 

The suffocating sense of despair in the cries easily attracted empathy.

 

A finally couldn’t hold back and glanced back, just in time to see Gu Yin still standing in place, burying his head into his hands, completely afraid to reveal a single shred of facial skin.

 

For a moment, A actually felt that this terrifying ghost was somewhat miserable.

 

This misery ultimately had nothing to do with him; he was too busy running for his life.

 

But this tragic appearance seemed to please the flesh and bloo-d inside the church. The groans that had come from the growth and spreading of the flesh changed to sounds similar to laughter, making this church of flesh and bloo-d with grotesque limbs even more terrifying.

 

Ho ho ho–

 

Inside the other church.

 

The ghost who sensed everything laughed out; his magnetic voice was similar to Gu Yin’s, yet it seemed even more twisted.

 

His mood at this moment was one of long-lost pleasure, and he was laughing so hard that he simply couldn’t stop.

 

He didn’t come back to his senses until the white wrist held in his hand was jerked away.

 

Raising his eyes to the priest, the ghost found that the human who always wore a smile had a slight frown on his face at the moment, looking down at the back of his hand and then out the window at the empty streets of the town.

 

The man looked a lot colder than before.

 

The ghost didn’t like Jiu Shu’s current appearance very much, causing him to feel a bit sullen for some reason.

 

However, on second thought, having just unlocked the love compulsion, it was only natural for him, a weak human, to act a little flustered.

 

So He chose to forgive graciously and once again reached out to hold Jiu Shu’s hand.

 

After disguising himself as another self, he became a little fond of touching Jiu Shu’s skin and wanted to kiss and touch it when he wasn’t doing anything, and now he wanted to touch it even more when he was in an exuberant mood.

 

After all, he had helped Jiu Shu to undo the love compulsion, so it wasn’t too much to touch a few more times as a reward.

 

But unexpectedly, his hand was avoided.

 

The ghost was stunned for a moment and saw Jiu Shu raise his eyes to look over, his face pale.

 

There wasn’t a soft smile in the beautiful, peach blossom-like eyes anymore.

 

The ghost felt his chest become even more stuffy.

 

He finally remembered the matter of the priest’s love for Gu Yin diminishing when the love compulsion was lifted.

 

And now, he was Gu Yin in the eyes of the priest.

 

This was something to be happy about; after all, it meant that Gu Yin, that fool, had been dreaming of false happiness all along, a pitiful fool to the core of his stupidity.

 

As the Ghost thought of this, He once again revealed a bright smile as He ignored the inexplicably depressing feeling in His heart and stepped forward to wrap His arms around Jiu Shu.

 

Compared to His tall body, Jiu Shu’s long body looked a bit petite and was easily wrapped into His arms.

 

Then He lowered His head close to Jiu Shu’s face and locked eyes with him.

 

“I helped you to undo the love compulsion; how does it feel? Has your love for me diminished?” The ghost excitedly inquired.

 

He wanted to hear Jiu Shu personally say that he no longer loved Gu Yin.

 

That way, that fool would definitely cry even more miserably.

 

However, Jiu Shu didn’t open his mouth and only looked at the ghost quietly.

 

Jiu Shu’s peach blossom-like eyes were clear and clean, and as they looked at each other, the kiss marks from last night were still visible, which were made by him, adding a particularly charming touch to his fair face.

 

The Ghost was stunned for a moment; the knot in his throat rolled. As if mesmerized, he moved closer to kiss those hickeys.

 

“Where is Gu Yin?” Jiu Shu suddenly spoke out, interrupting the ghost.

 

With Gu Yin’s mental condition, he was really a bit worried about him being without the love compulsion as a mental pillar.

 

Jiu Shu’s voice was very soft, but it was like a thunderbolt that startled the ghost into stopping his movements.

 

But he quickly returned to normal.

 

The Ghost thought that this body was generally the same as that stupid Gu Yin; it didn’t have any flaws, plus with those organs in Gu Yin’s body that belonged to him, he could synchronize Gu Yin’s memories to a certain extent, so he learned from Gu Yin’s stupidity and revealed a resigned look, as if he didn’t understand Jiu Shu’s meaning, “Aren’t I right here?”

 

“Really, but I don’t think you are.”

 

Jiu Shu looked at Him meaninglessly, reaching out his hand to reject Gu Yin’s embrace, but Gu Yin held his hand.

 

“It should be because of the love compulsion that this feeling was created.”

 

“It’s true that it’s because of the love compulsion that you’re suddenly so cold to me, dear. Are you no longer in love with me now?”

 

The ghost looked at Jiu Shu with a lost look; the words meant that Jiu Shu was overthinking because of the love compulsion; by throwing the question back at Jiu Shu, it was actually as if Jiu Shu was being irrational.

 

Jiu Shu narrowed his eyes and didn’t speak.

 

Seeing this, the ghost’s embrace tightened a bit.

 

Was it because of the love compulsion?

 

The ghost originally thought that he didn’t care about the love compulsion at all, that he didn’t care whether this priest would love him or not, but when he really saw the priest’s face without a gentle smile, cold as ice, he felt very uncomfortable and even regretted removing the love compulsion a little.

 

There were many ways to get back at Gu Yin, and the love compulsion didn’t have to be removed, but now it was too late to regret.

 

The present ghost seemed to have returned to the time when he shared a body with Gu Yin, when the priest treated him and Gu Yin with subtle differences.

 

It was still the same now.

 

The sweetness of the smile on his mobile phone wallpaper when he was with Gu Yin had disappeared; now he only looked at him indifferently.

 

The ghost avoided Jiu Shu’s gaze, with a dry throat and a gloomy heart. He no longer had the joy of successful revenge before, but he didn’t know how to relieve it.

 

“It’s not because of the love compulsion; even without it, my love would not change in the slightest, but you’re not Gu Yin; take me to him.”

 

The ghost lapsed into silence.

 

This answer was even worse for Him than it being because of the love compulsion.

 

He didn’t want to see such a cold expression on Jiu Shu’s face again; it would cause a throbbing pain in His heart, so He dropped His head and buried it in the nest of Jiu Shu’s neck.

 

It was only after a long time that he slowly spoke, “I don’t understand what you mean, dear. Don’t be like this. I’m Gu Yin; we’re about to get married…”

 

After a pause, the ghost’s voice lowered, with a pitiful undertone: “Obviously …… It’s still me, ah…”

 

He seemed to be saying that he was indeed Gu Yin, and he also seemed to be saying that they were clearly the same soul; there was no difference.

 

“……”

 

Looking at the object of discipline in front of him, Jiu Shu’s slender fingers hesitated for a moment, but he still gently stroked the head at the nape of his neck.

 

His black long hair carried the unique cold and hard texture of the object of discipline, and the tall figure also showed a hint of loneliness at this moment.

 

Knowing that he could no longer ask anything and that there was no point in pressing further, Jiu Shu hid the helplessness in his eyes and finally changed the topic, “I’m hungry; can you make breakfast for me?”

 

“Of course, dear!” The ghost’s eyes lit up, and he hastily agreed.

 

As the same soul, he naturally knew how to cook, and the standard was similar to Gu Yin.

 

He soon made a colorful and delicious breakfast, and after serving it on the table, he stared straight at Jiu Shu.

 

Jiu Shu said thank you and sat down at the table, quietly swallowed a mouthful of food; his lips then became even more moist and red.

 

Jiu Shu’s lips had beautiful lines and a bright red color, making them look very easy to kiss. In fact, they were extremely soft when kissed, making people unable to resist licking and lightly biting and kissing him again and again.

 

The Ghost was out of his mind remembering last night; he had kissed him many times, but now regretted not kissing him more often, for Jiu Shu no longer indulged his closeness freely.

 

After dinner, Jiu Shu went out into the hall to say his usual prayers, not looking at the ghost more than once all morning.

 

The ghost was sitting on the seat under the stage.

 

Hands clasped his chest and crossed his legs; his handsome face in the light of the church’s colored windows showed a little bit of disquiet, especially when those believers came close to Jiu Shu; his expression was particularly unhappy.

 

Jiu Shu’s expression was amiable when facing the believers; he always wore a gentle smile, but when facing Him, he seemed excessively cold.

 

He wanted to say that he didn’t care about these distinctions, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of Jiu Shu.

 

The devotees were clinging to the priest today as they suddenly realized that they had lost the memories of the last two days as if they had been wiped out of thin air; it was almost as if they had been possessed by the devil, and only the blessings of the priest could quiet them down.

 

And there were quite a few people like them in this town.

 

Many people had gone missing in the town, and those who hadn’t disappeared had lost their memories just like the believers, many of whom were even from the ancestral hall.

 

When Feng Yun and the others who led the shrine disappeared, all these superstitious townspeople came running to the priest to seek solace.

 

It was crowded for a while.

 

If it wasn’t for the ghost’s tall to ghastly size and his toned and extremely oppressive muscles, he would have been pushed out of his seat.

 

Hmph, humans; they were all superstitious and ignorant. There was no god in this world. It was better to believe in Him. At least He would give a satisfying death.

 

Seeing that the church was getting more and more crowded, the ghost gritted his teeth grimly and looked down at the time on his mobile phone.

 

It was almost noon, time to make lunch.

 

With a grim expression, looking fierce, he got up and prepared to go make the midday meal, but before leaving, he stared unwillingly at Jiu Shu for a long time.

 

Only after making sure that Jiu Shu really didn’t give Him a single glance did He turn away in silence, His long black hair falling over with the movement of bowing His head, covering His face and making Him look a bit gloomy.

 

Back in the kitchen, He bowed His head and straightened His waist-cinching shirt, feeling some creases before carefully smoothing it out again.

 

Until He realized what He was doing, He frowned and let go of the shirt, then he tied the apron casually with a cold expression.

 

It was just for revenge. He didn’t have to care about these things; he was acting almost as stupid as that stupid Gu Yin.

 

He was much stronger than that stupid Gu Yin, not as weak and incompetent as he was, and he wouldn’t go crazy over love.

 

Despite this thought, the ghost couldn’t help but look at his face on the water surface of the kitchen sink, scrutinizing it from side to side without leaving any flaws.

 

It was no different from Gu Yin’s, with tight skin and handsome facial features; he was just a bit too pale.

 

How did he notice it?

 

Was it the love compulsion? Or did he really recognize Him as an impostor?

 

Standing in the kitchen, the ghost’s face was covered by shadows, so it was impossible to see his expression, but the palm of his hand at his side was clenched tightly, and the pale bones creaked.

 

Crack—no, he wasn’t the impostor; even this face originally belonged to Him; Gu Yin just stole it.

 

Thinking of this, the corner of the ghost with a gloomy facial expression’s mouth suddenly tugged up, revealing a smile filled with malice.

 

He had come up with another brilliant way to get back at Gu Yin.

 

How about just passing on the memories of his previous intimacy with Jiu Shu to Gu Yin, so that he would recognize his own identity as nothing more than an impostor who would sooner or later be discarded by Jiu Shu; he had stolen both his power and appearance.

 

The thought was instantly carried out.

 

In an instant, inside another church covered in flesh and bloo-d, the mocking laughter of the flesh and bloo-d surrounding Gu Yin turned into a vague murmur.

 

–Jiu Shu doesn’t love you at all.

 

–The ugly one has been abandoned.

 

Along with the voices came those images of Jiu Shu, his beloved priest, being embraced and kissed by the damned ghost in an extremely intimate gesture.

 

Touched by these images, amidst the noisy voices of the flesh and bloo-d, the ghost, which had been sitting on his knees for a long time and had already suffered a mental breakdown, raised his head, revealing eyes covered in scarlet bloo-d.

 

Still covering his face with his palms, he looked viciously at the bloo-d and flesh spreading nearby, and after a moment, he suddenly laughed, his laughter hoarse and horrifying.

 

Found it; he found the gap in space.

 

At the same time, Jiu Shu, who was explaining the Bible to a few believers who were hesitant to leave, raised his head and found that the space nearby had changed.

 

The originally holy church in front of him was strewn with flesh and bloo-d, and the monstrous and ghastly flesh and bloo-d were even heckling and making mocking noises.

 

The sound echoed in the church in an eerie manner.

 

Even some fragmented images entered his mind like a virus with those brainwashing sounds, faintly revealing his own powerless appearance when kissed.

 

The red hickey on his collarbone was clear as day.

 

It was obvious that the flesh and bloo-d were constantly spreading their secrets to the downtrodden Gu Yin.

 

“…”

 

Prick—the Bible in Jiu Shu’s hand accidentally tore from his too-tight grip.

 

The smile on his face remained unchanged as he closed the book!

 

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Someone’s in trouble 🥲😂