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I stepped out of the crematorium and searched for a long time before finally finding a restaurant. I ate a lot to regain my strength, but I felt I still needed a weapon. Although the brick was effective, its lethality was too great.
As I looked around, I spotted a Peach Orchard and felt a surge of joy. This was perfect; peach wood could be used to strike both people and spirits—two birds with one stone!
I immediately ran into the Peach Orchard and grabbed a Peach Wood Stick. With this in hand, I felt much more at ease.
Around seven in the evening, nearing eight, I returned to the crematorium. I had made up my mind that tonight, no matter what, I had to find Sister Yang and the source of the Mask Demon, and put an end to them!
At this hour, the area around the crematorium was deserted; not even the sound of insects could be heard.
The crematorium at night was eerie, which made me uncomfortable. However, I knew this was normal due to its long history of handling corpses. The heavy Eerie Energy here was palpable; during the day with sunlight, it didn’t feel so bad, but at night, the unsettling atmosphere became evident.
This cold sensation could be felt by ordinary people as well—like when passing through a graveyard or a morgue, or even walking through an anatomy lab at a medical school. Everyone could sense that chill. Yet now, I was more sensitive to it and understood it more clearly.
Many of the bodies stored in this crematorium had died unjustly or were reluctant to leave the mortal realm. Some even had Lifespan left and couldn’t reincarnate. Over time, this accumulation naturally thickened the Ghostly Energy here.
I felt uneasy but not particularly afraid. After experiencing the horrors of Shantai Village, there was no need to fear these ordinary ghosts anymore. Besides, I had the Corpse-Subduing Bell hidden in my bag along with the Yellow Talisman I received from Master Ma.
Once inside the crematorium, I quickly made my way toward the Embalming Room. This time, I was familiar with the layout and headed straight there.
At night, this crematorium felt like an empty space; not a sound could be heard. When I arrived at the Embalming Room, the lights were on inside, but there was no one present.
I quietly entered the room; it was eerily silent except for a body covered with a white cloth lying there.
I found it strange—did Granny Yang know I was coming and decided not to show up? Or was she deliberately hiding? Had she received word from Yan Bo Cong?
I scanned the room and approached the body. Slowly, I pulled back the white cloth to see if Granny Yang had skinned this corpse.
The white cloth was pulled back, and I was taken aback to find that what lay beneath it was a piece of wood!
What was going on?
My mind exploded with confusion! If there had been a Zombie under that cloth, I wouldn't have been surprised or scared at all. But a piece of wood? Was this some kind of magic?
As I was still puzzled, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind me: "Don't move! Raise your hands! Move again, and I'll shoot!"
I jumped in shock and decided to comply. I never expected Yang Granny to be so cunning!
I raised my hands and said, "I won't move. I'll do whatever you say, Yang Granny. We really have no grudges against each other. Let me go, and I promise I won't pursue this matter any further. If you shoot now, my police friends will definitely come here. You know, my every move is known to my friends."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The woman had already walked up behind me and skillfully cuffed my hands!
Handcuffs!
I was stunned; this Yang Granny was quite professional. And why did her voice sound so strange? She seemed so young.
With my hands cuffed behind me, my shoulder hurt a bit as the woman kicked me in the rear and smugly said, "I knew you'd fall for it. Hmph, just as I guessed—a young person like you getting into trouble!"
Taking advantage of her words, I quickly turned around and was shocked to see that standing before me wasn't an elderly Yang Granny but a very young Female Police Officer. She wore an unmarked police uniform and held a toy gun, looking quite pleased with herself.
My head spun; I glared at the officer and said, "Hey! What are you doing? Let me go!"
The officer smiled triumphantly. "Admit it! Zhuang Dazhou is the one you killed, isn't he?"
"I... Who the hell is Zhuang Dazhou?" I glared at the officer. "You can't just cuff me without evidence. And are you really a police officer or just pretending? Show me your badge."
"Hey, you seem to know the law pretty well," the female police officer said, pulling out a police badge from her jacket pocket. I glanced at it and saw that she was an intern from the Siyang County Criminal Investigation Team, named Zhang Yuru. No wonder she was using a toy gun; she didn't even have the qualification to carry a real one.
I said, "You're just an intern, do you really have the right to arrest me? Let me go."
Zhang Yuru smiled proudly. "Even though I'm an intern, you're the criminal here. Let me tell you, that news was intentionally leaked by me. I left evidence on Zhuang Dazhou's body and spread this fake news through my journalist friend. Hehe, I knew you would come to steal the body to hide the evidence!"
I felt frustrated; what kind of nonsense was this? I was getting anxious, but I couldn't afford to panic. The more anxious I got, the less clear my thoughts became. I quickly said, "Zhang Yuru, Comrade, I'm a good person. I'm an advisor from the Donghai City Police Department. I'm here purely by coincidence to investigate another matter. You can check my backpack and see my credentials; I'm not lying."
Zhang Yuru looked at me and seemed to think I wasn't lying. Her eyes darted around as she asked, "Is it real?"
"Can't you just take a look?" I urged.
Zhang Yuru scoffed, "Don't try any tricks! You don't have any snakes or mice in your bag, do you?"
I was getting desperate. "Can you please hurry up? I'm begging you! It's creepy here, and with my hands tied, I'm feeling panicked. Just get my credentials out..." I wanted her to see the investigation certificate Chen Shan had given me.
But just as I finished speaking, there was a sudden "thud," and the lights in the Embalming Room went out!
I was startled and immediately felt a presence around me—ghosts were closing in. The sensation was overwhelming; although I couldn't see any ghosts yet, I could feel their coldness surrounding me.
I quickly said, "Zhang Yuru, please unlock my handcuffs! Hurry!"
Zhang Yuru still had that annoying attitude. "No way! I haven't verified your identity yet. Don't be scared; you're a grown man—afraid of the dark? Power outages are normal in rural areas..."
"Woo woo woo..."
As Zhang Yuru continued her chatter, the door to the Embalming Room suddenly swung open by itself, followed by a chilling scream echoing through the air.
My hands were bound behind me as I watched a swarm of ghosts surge into the Embalming Room. Panic set in, and I shouted, "You damn woman, hurry up and unlock these handcuffs! Otherwise, we're both dead!"
At that moment, Zhang Yuru was also frightened. Although she couldn't see the ghosts, she could hear their wailing and felt the sudden drop in temperature around us.
Zhang Yuru nodded and reached for the keys at her waist. Just as she was halfway there, the group of ghosts lunged at us. They weren't Vengeful Spirits, but there were dozens of them—enough to overwhelm both Zhang Yuru and me.
For some reason, the ghosts approaching me seemed to be repelled by an unseen force; they recoiled as soon as they touched me.
Thus, all the ghosts converged on Zhang Yuru.
Some grabbed her arms, others clawed at her neck, while a few tried to kiss her lips to siphon her life force!
With my hands still bound, I was frantic.
Zhang Yuru screamed in panic, "What’s happening? What’s wrong with my arms? Why can’t I move?"
I was desperate, but those cursed handcuffs prevented me from reaching for the Peach Wood Stick in my bag.
By now, Zhang Yuru had started to roll her eyes back in her head. Though she was generally healthy, being surrounded by so many spirits was too much for her to bear.
The ghosts tugged at her arms until they went numb. As they drained her energy, she was on the verge of passing out.
Seeing Zhang Yuru about to die, I had no choice but to slam into her with all my strength.
Zhang Yuru fell to the ground and finally regained some awareness. She cried out in confusion, "What do we do? It seems… there really are ghosts."
The ghosts pressed toward us once more.
I said, "Hurry up, take the stick out of my bag and drive these ghosts away."
Zhang Yuru let out a sound of acknowledgment as she pulled out the stick, but the ghosts lunged at her again, and she immediately froze in place, her face turning pale.
At that moment, a shadow of a ghost flashed outside—quickly and powerfully.
My heart sank; it was a Vengeful Spirit! Moreover, it was a Vengeful Spirit with a heavy Chill of Darkness! I panicked, cold sweat breaking out on my forehead. While these ordinary ghosts could only torment people slowly, a Vengeful Spirit could kill me in an instant.
These ordinary ghosts were afraid of me, but the Vengeful Spirits certainly were not. Just like the Vengeful Spirits and Zombies similar to Lian, if they came at me to bite my neck or dig out my Heart, I would definitely be doomed!
I turned to look at Zhang Yuru. This woman was now pale, surrounded by ghosts, unable to move.
At this moment, I couldn't care about anything else. I suddenly lowered my head and bit down hard on Zhang Yuru's lips.
The pain could clear one's mind, and it was said that blood from the tip of the tongue could dispel ghosts. Of course, I didn't bite her tongue, but my bite broke Zhang Yuru's lips!
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