C156 — [6.22 — Strange Tales of Fengjia Town]

The priest never failed to live up to their expectations.

 

The priest gestured for everyone to be quiet, then walked up to the window of the hall and looked out at the small town. His fair profile shone brightly against the wriggling flesh and bloo-d walls, and a few believers watched eagerly.

 

There was a noise of voices outside; a lot of people seemed to have come.

 

The entire church had been covered in bloo-d and flesh, and Jiu Shu could only see outside through the gaps created by the entanglement between it.

 

There were about thirty or so people with wretched descriptions, holding various knives and axes as weapons in their hands, and at the head of the group was the grim-faced male protagonist, Feng Yun.

 

The news of Feng Yun’s disappearance had circulated all over the town; it turned out that he was trapped in another dimension.

 

“Listen to me, that monster is in the church; now take out the prepared petrol and burn this place with fire!”

 

Feng Yun’s appearance was somewhat haggard, with dirty clothes all over. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot during this period, and he had long lost the pretentious posture he had when confronting Jiu Shu in the ancestral hall; now he had a fierce look in his eyes.

 

His gaze was especially vicious when staring at the church.

 

That damned monster, in his previous life it was because he hadn’t removed its roots that he ended up dying a horrible death; this time he would definitely drive it to extinction!

 

At this moment, Feng Yun was almost driven insane by the pain and torment of his previous life’s tragic death, coupled with the influence of the flesh-and-bloo-d ghost realm in the town; he had completely lost his sanity.

 

He recovered later than his girlfriend Feng Qi, but his memories were also much clearer, and the pain at those deaths had completely turned him into a madman.

 

Normal people who remembered the pain at the time of death would only think of escaping and getting as far away from the fierce ghost as possible, but he was preoccupied with the idea of not repeating the same mistake and striking more cleanly.

 

In his last life, he could make that monster into meat porridge; now he could do the same.

 

Not only that, but he would also make it so that it could never be born again and would never have the ability to retaliate against him again.

 

It was just a monster in the district!

 

Feng Yun’s eyes flushed red as he looked at the henchmen who were pouring petrol on the church door, revealing a cold smile.

 

And that priest, in his previous life he was nothing but a greedy villain; in this life he even stepped on his own head.

 

He’d better be in the church now as well, so that he could be burnt to death by the fire, so that he wouldn’t be found and tortured to death afterwards; after all, that face of his still had some redeeming qualities.

 

The petrel was soon poured out; he hadn’t prepared much, only enough for a portion of the front of the church, much of which was still engulfed in all that bloo-d and flesh, but at this point it was impossible to care about much more; he ordered the fire to be lit.

 

The fire soon started, following the traces of the spilled petrol; the flesh and bloo-d of the entangled buildings left distorted shadows in the flames, and strange creaking noises were heard.

 

The nearby crowd covered their ears and screamed miserably, with a lot of bloo-d oozing out of their ears.

 

Feng Yun also had a headache from the whole thing.

 

He waited until the creaking sound finally stopped and then looked at the church but found that those burnt flesh and bloo-d were recovering at a speed visible to the bare eye, and the fire had rapidly turned downwards, disappearing in less than half a minute.

 

This scene was so discouraging to watch that many people cried out directly.

 

Being trapped in this flesh-and-bl-ood town for days, not only did they have to deal with the zombie-like townspeople that popped up from time to time, but they also had to deal with these flesh-and-bloo-d creatures that would devour the living, causing everyone to be physically and mentally exhausted.

 

They wanted to escape, but they couldn’t even find an exit from Fengjia Town; they were trapped here to fend for themselves.

 

Most people concluded it was the end of the world and they’d never get out.

 

It was Feng Yun who came out to act as the leader and told them that it wasn’t the end of the world, but that a monster had trapped them and that they could leave as long as they ki-lled the monster.

 

They believed it and worked for a long time to collect all this petrol, but now they found out that it was useless; how could they not despair?

 

“What are you crying for? If you can’t burn it, enter the church and ki-ll the monster! As long as we find the monster’s body, we will be saved!”

 

In fact, Feng Yun didn’t know exactly where Gu Yin’s body was, but he was like a madman who wanted to ki-ll Gu Yin and avenge his past life.

 

Otherwise, he would have to wait for death where he was.

 

He wasn’t willing to sit and wait for death; he ki-lled that monster once, so he could ki-ll it a second time.

 

As the saying goes, even ghosts were afraid of evil people; Feng Yun felt that as the person behind Gu Yin’s death in his previous life, and with the many secret techniques handed down from the Feng family clan to deal with ghosts, he might be able to ki-ll it again.

 

Like Feng Qi, at this moment, he had an extremely inflated self-confidence.

 

Driven by this self-confidence, he led the bewildered crowd to push open the door that had been burnt through a gap and successfully entered the church.

 

Inside the church, like the outside world, it was covered with scarlet flesh mince, in which monstrous limbs were growing and swinging like living people; at a glance, it looked like a monstrous human being begging for help.

 

After entering the church, what Feng Yun didn’t expect was that the first thing he saw wasn’t a monster, but the black-haired, black-eyed priest.

 

Feng Yun hadn’t seen a priest for a long time, and when he met him, he froze for a moment.

 

Because the priest, who was obviously trapped in the church like himself, was still in good shape, without a trace of a mess.

 

A slightly slim black monk’s robe outlined his lean waist and hips, his skin was dazzlingly white, and his gentle smile was as dazzling as a god’s descent in the midst of this horrifying lair of flesh and bloo-d.

 

“Mr. Feng Yun, long time no see.”

 

Feng Yun saw that priest smilingly waving his hand towards himself, standing on a high platform overlooking his group of ragged intruders.

 

That feeling of arrogance and superiority was sickening.

 

He was just a defeated man from his previous life, but in this life, he had stolen most of the townspeople from the ancestral hall, causing him to have to swallow his pride.

 

Feng Yun, who had memories of his previous life, knew very well that this priest was a standard hypocrite, kind on the surface, and with dirty tactics behind his back.

 

If he was the protagonist of this world with the memory of his past life, the priest was a standard villain or a cannon fodder character who died in his hands, so the more he looked at Jiu Shu’s arrogant appearance, the more unhappy he felt.

 

He winked at the people behind him, ready to take the priest down and dispose of him properly.

 

Seeing this, the four believers behind Jiu Shu all showed fear.

 

As townspeople who had lived in the town for a long time, the prestige of the Fengjia Town Ancestral Hall was still firmly engraved in their minds, and now that they saw the grand young master of the Ancestral Hall showing this expression of wanting to deal with them, they immediately felt a little bit uneasy.

 

“Father, that young master of the shrine is actually here too; you must be careful…” Among them, the women in particular were even more fearful.

 

For many years, the ancestral hall had used the rule of “Three Obediences and Four Virtues” to oppress them, and women who were abdu-cted couldn’t even seek help from the outside world. Over time, they naturally developed an instinctive fear of the ancestral hall that covered the sky with one hand.

 

They were worried that the priest would be harmed by Feng Yun.

 

However, the priest still acted calmly, and looking at Feng Yun; Feng Yun  laughed coldly for a while, only thinking that it was the priest who was pretending and didn’t know how to beg for forgiveness when he was at the end of his life.

 

Knowing that he had dozens of people as his men, to silently ki-ll a person in this church was nothing more than a matter of moving his mouth.

 

“I’ll see how long you can be arrogant!”

 

Feng Yun could also see the fear that the people behind Jiu Shu had for him and couldn’t help but feel a little smug while despising these people for having no eyes.

 

He knew that these people felt that the Feng Family Town Ancestral Hall was the shadow that shrouded Feng Family Town, a dark force that oppressed the townspeople, but they were so foolish as to not be able to see that the church was likewise not a good thing.

 

The Feng Family Ancestral Hall had grown through generations of accumulation, blessing the survival of the townspeople of Fengjia Town. Collecting a negligible protection fee could be considered charity, and their oppressive power was also aimed at better managing the people and making Fengjia Town a better place.

 

Upholding the tradition of male supremacy over women, buying women for the townspeople for all sorts of behavior was also justified.

 

The church was different; this new power was completely indifferent to the death of the townspeople and was only interested in making money.

 

Just the redemption money known by Feng Yun had already caused the destruction and loss of many townspeople’s homes. He continued to brainwash the townspeople to believe in God more devoutly, pray even when they abandoned their wives/husbands/children, and even brought their entire families to believe together.

 

It was the priest’s church that was more of a black force than the shrine that blessed the townspeople.

 

The priest was a typical hypocrite, leading his followers to commit crimes and oppressing the shrine so much that it could only bow down to this despicable force.

 

The priest was the evil force that oppressed the townspeople the most, greedily wanting to pocket the entire Fengjia Town so that he could then oppress the townspeople at will.

 

Thinking this way, Feng Yun spoke out again, looking disdainfully at the little fair boy, waiting to hear his sophistry.

 

Instead, he only saw the priest laugh out softly, and the silver cross necklace hanging on his chest swayed slightly with the movement, making a metallic clashing sound.

 

It was then held by the priest’s white, bony fingers in a hypocritical gesture of compassion.

 

“So that’s how Mr. Feng Yun has always felt.”

 

The priest smiled imploringly, “Then it can’t be wrong.”

 

He did want the church to be the only power in the town, and then the reckoning would take place.

 

All sins would be paid for.

 

“Sure enough, you’ve exposed your true colors!”

 

Feng Yun taunted, raising his hand to indicate that the people behind him could go forward to catch the priest.

 

But after waiting for a while, he never saw anyone come forward, and when he turned his head to look, he was so angry that his eyes burst out.

 

Only to see that the men who were still standing behind him were all kneeling on the ground, looking lost as they begged for the priest’s forgiveness.

 

Saying that they didn’t mean to join this side of the shrine, it was just that they couldn’t find the priest anymore, and Feng Yun lied to them that they could escape, which was why they obeyed him.

 

“We really didn’t mean to oooh—”

 

“Please God, save me!”

 

“I don’t want to die; this must be hell. Father, save me!”

 

The look of more than thirty people kneeling on the ground together and crying devoutly was quite shocking; it was even more genuine than before when they were crying in despair, and the frenzied look when they looked at the priest couldn’t be faked at all; it was almost as if they were under a compulsion.

 

Feng Yun simply didn’t know when these people became God’s believers; even with his words, once they encountered the priest, they all turned against him.

 

The situation was reversed in an instant.

 

Instead of catching the priest, Feng Yun became a prisoner himself, tied up by the lower-class townspeople he used to despise, and was forced to kneel at the priest’s feet.

 

Feng Yun really suspected that the ancient book about gu that was stolen some time ago was taken away by the priest, and then he put the gu on the whole town.

 

Otherwise, how could these townspeople, who believed in all kinds of wild gods to the point of insanity, all believe in God overnight, and they were all so pious?

 

In response to the male lead’s doubts, Jiu Shu kindly gave an answer, his clear and warm voice meaningful.

 

“Sometimes, the more blindly one believes, the easier it is to be changed.”

 

The short answer was that these foolish townspeople who grew up in the deep mountains were really easy to be brainwashed.

 

At least it was easy for Jiu Shu, a master brainwasher.

 

But this kind of platitude obviously couldn’t convince Feng Yun, and he was completely unconvinced that the priest in front of him had anything to boast about other than a good face and a smart mouth.

 

Jiu Shu didn’t really care if he believed it or not; it was just a kind answer.

 

He looked up and continued to look thoughtfully at the nearby flesh and bloo-d; no one knew what he was thinking.

 

Feng Yun’s expression was full of humiliation at this point. He was pressed back on his arm and knelt on the ground, feeling extremely embarrassed. When he looked up at the priest, his expression twisted with anger.

 

Feng Yun looked at this pretentious priest sitting on a seat that was still clean and without bloo-d, his posture relaxed, and he folded his legs under the robe, his hand propped up on the side of his face as he looked through the mobile phone that was no longer connected to the network.

 

If someone else did this action, it would inevitably look rude, but the innate calmness of the priest’s body made it look natural and spontaneous, and his long, straight legs were pleasing to the eye.

 

The priest had already lost interest in Feng Yun and didn’t even look at him; merely waving his hand, he asked the people to throw him aside and tie him up to fend for himself.

 

This kind of treatment was only done by him to others in the past, but he didn’t think that it would be his turn today.

 

Feng Yun hated him so much that his eyes were red and bulging; he didn’t understand why the priest was so powerful in this life.

 

He admitted that the priest was indeed a man with a deep heart; he was actually able to develop his power within the shrine and even managed to turn back these men who had been loyal to the shrine in the past; his plan was extremely sophisticated.

 

He only felt that he had made a bad move; the priest was like a huge shadow pressing down on his head, covering the sky with his hands in this Feng family town, making him feel a sense of suffocation and powerlessness.

 

No one cared about Feng Yun’s thoughts at this time.

 

Jiu Shu put away his mobile phone and looked down at the bloo-dy flesh wrapped around his hand at some point. The cold white skin on the back of his hand created a strong visual contrast with the dark red flesh and bloo-d.

 

This piece of bloo-dy flesh wasn’t too big; instead of spreading and growing on the skin and sucking the human life force like it did with other humans, it was wriggling like some kind of mollusk.

 

The bloo-d oozing out of the bloo-dy flesh soiled Jiu Shu’s sleeve, but the bloo-dy flesh was still climbing upwards, as if it wanted to burrow into his sleeve.

 

Jiu Shu’s beautiful, peach blossom-like eyes watched silently for a moment before he reached out and ripped it off, then he patted the dust off his body and stood up.

 

Now it was time to get down to business.

 

*

 

Hoo-hoo!

 

A was panting as he ran down the corridor, sweating profusely and in a daze.

 

He had been running for a while, but he just couldn’t make it out of this corridor.

 

Obviously the church didn’t look particularly large on the outside, but at this moment it was as large as if there was infinite space.

 

This made A recall those memories of death and reincarnation; he wondered if he had been trapped in it all this time and had never come out, and that everything before was nothing more than a dream after a mental breakdown.

 

It wasn’t until he saw that familiar tall figure in the distance that A stopped dead in his tracks with a pale face, and his legs went weak, and he wished he could faint.

 

He had obviously run a long way, yet he had been circling in the same place.

 

That tall figure was getting closer and closer; he was vaguely able to see what it was dragging, and waited until it got closer to see that it turned out to be a person.

 

It was Feng Qi who had fainted.

 

At this moment, Feng Qi was as muddy as if she had been pulled out of a pool of bloo-d, dragged to the ground by her long hair, and the evil ghost who was dragging her had no intention of caring for her.

 

If it wasn’t for the fact that the ground was all cushioned by the bloo-d flowing down from the flesh, her body would have been dragged and dragged to the point of shedding a layer of skin.

 

A hugged his head and curled into the corner, shivering as he thought. Feng Qi’s skin wasn’t peeled off, so did that mean that Gu Yin was more or less kind to her, and that was why he didn’t ki-ll her?

 

A was still holding on to the unrealistic hope that the fierce ghost would fall in love with Feng Qi, but that hope was instantly dashed when he saw the smile that Gu Yin wore on his face.

 

It was an extremely sickly smile, and no one who saw it would think that Gu Yin was now mentally normal.

 

Gu Yin’s face was much better than before.

 

Bandages were wrapped around half of his face, loose and limp. Through the gaps in the bandage, one could see the torn skin growing back and his eyes returning to their original state, with only visible extreme emotions in his pupils.

 

The corners of his mouth tugged in what looked like a pleasurable arc, and as he walked, he was muttering to himself, looking extremely nervous.

 

“…… It’s you.”

 

Suddenly, the Gu Yin that was dragging the person forward stopped; he half-squatted down and curiously looked at the curled-up A.

 

A didn’t expect him to notice him at all and could only look at Gu Yin in a near-collapse.

 

This ghastly evil ghost’s tall size, even when it was half crouched down, gave people a terrifying sense of oppression, and after being stared at by that pair of eerie, bloo-dshot scarlet eyes, one would be terrified to the point of shivering all over.

 

 

At this moment, the evil ghost looked like a normal male from its appearance alone and even greeted A like a strange human being.

 

It was just that his tone seemed light and airy, similar to when he was talking to himself.

 

A didn’t dare to reply, and Gu Yin didn’t seem to care if he did or not; he just kept talking to himself in an upside-down manner.

 

Intuition told A that this evil ghost was just talking to himself and didn’t need a response.

 

Even if he was a dead body right now, it would stop to chat with it.

 

Because it had gone mad.

 

“I think my dear must have misunderstood; that’s why He was so nice to Him… Those kisses and hugs were definitely not voluntarily done by Jiu Shu.”

 

“…… But it’s also possible that it really likes Him?”

 

Gu Yin remembered what happened before, when it shared a shell with the fierce ghost, and Jiu Shu recognized the two of them but couldn’t tell them both apart.

 

Probably his lover had a crush on the damn thing since then.

 

Gu Yin seemed a little sad; he lowered his head aggressively, and in a tone with a crying voice that was completely disproportionate to his tall body, he continued, ”It’s okay; I’ll forgive; it’s really okay…

 

It was very common in the outside world, and his lover didn’t do it on purpose.

 

It was just that he had become ugly and wasn’t capable of keeping his lover.

 

Of course, the most important thing was still that Jiu Shu was seduced; it was the fault of that third party. Jiu Shu was innocent; it was just a momentary mistake.

 

The days ahead were still long; he would try to take good care of himself, become more beautiful, and be more virtuous to win back his lover’s heart.

 

But before that, he would have to break that third party into pieces, just like in the previous life, and put its body parts separately in jars, never to come out.

 

“You think so too!”

 

A shiver ran through him, and he saw that bloo-d was still seeping out of Gu Yin’s pale face, while his eyes were tinged with morbid joy.

 

This seemingly normal behavior was far more chilling to him than the hysterical madness from before.

 

“I’m still going to reveal His true colors—then my dear will come around and realize that I’m the only one in this world who loves him the most, and that filthy Ghost is just a piece of trash who’s a meddler.”

 

His good friend Feng Qi could testify that the ghost died because of her!

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TN:

Feng Qi: I can testi-what? 😭

I don’t feel bad for her tho, karma 😩🤭