Chapter 11 The Lonely Wild Ghosts

Narrow heads in front, wide heads in back, the group wore women's masks, completely concealing their faces. Under the gaze of Lai Fu and the others, they passed through the door, stepped onto the empty street, and then walked along the street, gradually blending into the night.

Just as Lai Fu was about to return to take care of the Second Young Master, suddenly, the person beside him grabbed him, the force nearly causing him to cry out. "Are you crazy?" Lai Fu scolded.

But the man ignored him, his finger trembling as he pointed in the direction the coffin-carrying team had left. Even his teeth were chattering. Lai Fu followed his gaze, and the next moment, his pupils contracted violently.

Through the thin darkness, he saw several blurry figures following behind the team, figures that had definitely not been there before.

Even stranger was their clothing and movements. Their knees were still, and they walked with stiff legs, step by step, following behind the coffin at a distance of about five meters.

Why would anyone be out on the street so late, silently following a team of coffin carriers?

No, these weren't people!

They were ghosts, lonely wild ghosts attracted by the half-cooked rice on the coffin!

"This is… terrible."

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"Did… did you guys hear something?"

Lin Qianqian's voice was weak. The successive events had completely destroyed her confidence. She now had no other thoughts, only wanting to cling to Luo Tianhe's coattails and survive.

Yao Shunyu feigned surprise and asked, "What sound? I didn't hear anything."

Hearing this, Lin Qianqian couldn't help but panic. "It's a… a sound of footsteps. One person, no, no, it seems like several people. I'm not sure how many there are, but… but they're following us."

"I didn't hear any footsteps either. It seems only Miss Lin heard them," Jiang Cheng said, his voice lacking its usual jest, as if stating a fact.

"Could it be… that Miss Lin is being targeted by a ghost?" the fatty, walking alongside Luo Tianhe at the front, suddenly said.

The others chimed in, one after another, pushing Lin Qianqian to the brink of collapse. If she was the only one hearing footsteps, the consequences were predictable: she must be targeted by a ghost.

Most importantly, Lin Qianqian knew that because she had lost two ghost lights, she was likely to die on this coffin-carrying journey.

All these factors combined caused her nerves to tighten. Any slight movement would be amplified infinitely in her mind.

"Hehe, Miss Lin, don't worry. I heard the footsteps you heard too," Yuan Shanyuan's voice had a more understanding tone than Jiang Cheng's and the others. "Little friend Jiang and the others are just playing a joke on you."

"The sounds are right behind me. They are the sounds of passing lonely wild ghosts, and broken-legged ghosts trapped on this street, unable to leave. They're all attracted by the half-cooked rice on the coffin."

"Then why are they just following and not rushing up to grab the food?"

The fatty raised a reasonable question. Of course, he had also heard the strange footsteps, but he didn't say so, pretending to be ignorant, just to cooperate with the doctor in scaring Lin Qianqian.

"Because we haven't lit incense." This time it was Luo Tianhe who spoke. His voice dispelled much of the gloom in Lin Qianqian's heart.

"Light incense?"

"Without permission, these passing ghosts cannot enjoy this food. They can only follow us until we light the incense and stick it in the bowl of rice, then they can eat."

Luo Tianhe's voice was even and cold as he said this, implying that he had planned this from the beginning. But attracting these lonely wild ghosts was clearly not a good thing, and everyone was unsure what his intentions were.

Fortunately, as he said, the footsteps behind them remained relatively calm along the way.

Soon after, they left the town and arrived on a mountain path outside. At the same time, everyone unconsciously became more vigilant. This was not the first time they had taken this funeral route. The previous two times, accidents had occurred on the road after leaving the town.

The surroundings were as quiet as ever. Nearby was a forest, but now the deep forest was silent, without any insects or birds, only a terrifying abyss.

Yao Shunyu's gaze swept inch by inch through the forest. Suddenly, a figure stood between two trees. Yao Shunyu's heart leaped, but when he concentrated and looked closely, the figure disappeared strangely.

In its place was a tree that had been cut off at the waist. Judging by the height and shape of the remaining tree roots, it did resemble a person's back.

But Yao Shunyu was certain that what he had seen just now was definitely not a tree root. It was a person, and a woman standing with her back to him!

He was absolutely sure!

"Watch the road, don't get distracted!"

Li Bai's voice rang out, interrupting Yao Shunyu's thoughts. Only then did the latter realize that he had fallen into a bizarre state, his back completely soaked in cold sweat.

Gradually waking up, Yao Shunyu no longer dared to look around. Now that two of his yang lights had been extinguished, his yang qi was weak, making him more susceptible to evil than others.

That female ghost just now… was likely coming for him.

One wave subsides, another rises. As they walked, the team slowed down. A fallen tree blocked the path, but it hadn't been there last night.

This abnormal scene immediately made everyone nervous.

"Don't touch this tree, we'll go around it."

Led by Luo Tianhe, the group walked down the path and soon saw the broken tree roots, but the remaining marks on the roots sent a chill down everyone's spines.

Originally, everyone thought the tree had been broken by the wind or struck by lightning, but the dense scratches at the break told them that things were not as simple as they thought. This tree, which required three people to hug, had actually been torn apart by the claws of something.

Almost instantly, the same image appeared in everyone's minds: those female ghosts standing side by side, blocking their path with their backs to them.

"Quick, go back!"

But it all seemed a little late. Before Luo Tianhe's voice faded, and before everyone could move, suddenly, a shrill scream pierced the silent night.

It sounded like an infant's cry, but far more sharp and piercing.

"There!"

In their panic, the group looked in the direction the fatty pointed, and saw a huge black cat approaching them step by step on the fallen tree trunk. Everyone had never seen such a large black cat, which at first glance looked like a black panther.

The black cat lowered its head and arched its back, making a very threatening pouncing motion. Its pair of eerie green eyes stared at them, emitting an evil light.

The next moment, while everyone hesitated, the black cat suddenly accelerated, rushing towards them from above. Its slender body drew a sharp arc in the air.

"Stop it!"

Before Luo Tianhe's scream could finish, the black cat had already pounced, but its target was not them, but the longevity coffin!

A burst of warm blood splattered out, landing on everyone's bodies and faces. The black cat had actually crashed headfirst into the corner of the coffin, and then its body fell limply in front of the coffin, blocking the path.

Half of the cat's head was smashed, and bright red blood mixed with brain matter kept gushing out. Most terrifying of all, the only remaining green cat's eye was still staring at everyone, and… and it was smiling.

This dead cat was actually smiling!

"Black cat dead before the coffin, human heads will pay the cost."

Li Bai's voice trembled.