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Living Funeral
Of course, I wouldn't be foolish enough to trust him just because he saved me!
"Wu Ning urged me, 'Time is running out! Chen Fei, you need to think this through!'"
I responded from inside the room, not opening the door, so I couldn't see Wu Ning's face. I said, "I've made up my mind. I don't need your help; you can leave."
Wu Ning asked, "Are you really sure about this?"
I affirmed with a sound, clearly stating that I was sure. In this cursed place, there was no one to trust. It was possible that Wu Ning was just bait, trying to lure me in with a few empty words. It wasn't strange that he knew my full name; after drinking so much Yin Soup these past few days, I had been in a daze. Revealing my full name wasn't unusual.
At that moment, there was silence outside the door.
I asked, "Are you gone?"
Still no response from outside. I was about to open the door for a look when Wu Ning spoke up, "Then I'll take my leave. Take care of yourself."
Then I heard footsteps fading away. I returned to my bed and eventually fell asleep. When I opened my eyes again, there was light outside. Although this place had a distinction between day and night, I had never seen the sun.
I stepped outside. My phone was dead, so I had no idea what time it was. I went downstairs into the yard, but neither Wu Ning nor Yang Xiu were in sight.
I walked toward the alley and soon spotted a Bronze Cauldron at the entrance, with a cup of water placed on top of it.
I thought to myself that it was probably Yin Soup as well.
I won't drink anymore. Whether I lie down or stand up, I'm dead either way. I can only rely on myself. I need to find a way to survive and then get out of here alive.
These people are not good. I stared at the Bronze Cauldron for a while when someone called me from behind. I turned around and saw Wu Ning and Yang Xiu. They were both smiling, and I was stunned for a few seconds as I looked at them.
Damn, Wu Ning looked completely unfazed, as if nothing had happened last night.
Yang Xiu called me over and said, "Fei, don't forget what we discussed—Wu Luo is a very dangerous person."
Wu Ning chimed in, "Just listen to Brother Yang; he’s absolutely right."
I was speechless.
Wu Ning was hiding it well; it was all just an act! Damn it, they were playing me like a game of undercover.
I nodded in acknowledgment, indicating that I understood.
Yang Xiu said, "Tonight, I'm going to perform a Ritual, and I'll need your help."
I asked what kind of help.
He replied, "In the left side room of this courtyard, there's an oil lamp inside. Go get it." After he finished speaking, I was stunned for a few seconds and then asked, "Is it really that simple?"
He said, "You'll find out once you go get it."
I glanced at the house on the left, feeling distrustful of Yang Xiu. I thought to myself, this bastard isn't trying to set me up, is he? It was still light outside; if he were planning something, he wouldn't do it in broad daylight. I pondered over this.
Yang Xiu said, "Fei, aren't you afraid?"
I looked at Yang Xiu and Wu Ning, both of whom were as pale as corpses. Suddenly, I asked, "What's that bell at the entrance for?" My question seemed a bit abrupt, causing both of them to freeze for a moment.
Yang Xiu replied, "That's the bell for outsiders. If someone comes up the mountain, it rings."
Wu Ning added, "That's the Death Bell. Ordinary people can't come up here. If you made it up, you're definitely not an ordinary person."
I continued, "What about you two?"
Wu Ning's face showed signs of embarrassment as he said, "Of course we're not ordinary people either." Yang Xiu interjected, "Fei, we shouldn't waste time; let's get down to business before it gets dark."
"Dark? It can't be that quick!"
"What do you think? You've been sleeping for a long time."
Damn it, I looked up at the sky; it really did seem like it was about to get dark. Although I had no idea what Yang Xiu was planning, I decided to cooperate with him for now. I walked over to the left wing of the house and pushed the door open. Inside hung some black curtains.
As I passed through the curtains, I saw a lamp flickering with fire.
I headed straight toward the flame, but as I got closer, I cursed under my breath. Damn it! There was a human head in front of me with a candle stuck in it. Just looking at it made me want to vomit.
I shouted towards Yang Xiu, "Yang Xiu, what the hell is going on?"
But there was no response outside; both Yang Xiu and Wu Ning had vanished. I stepped outside, and the courtyard was empty. I called out for Wu Ning and Yang Xiu, but no one answered.
Could they have gone out? At that moment, I felt uneasy, not daring to leave this alley. My phone was dead too—just my luck.
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, it turned dark—really just about a quarter of an hour.
Once it was dark, Yang Xiu and Wu Ning returned, each holding two white lanterns. Previously, all I had seen here were red lanterns.
I asked, "What were you two doing?"
Yang Xiu replied, "Preparing, preparing. We're going to perform a Ritual tonight, and we'll leave here tomorrow night."
I said, "Are you serious?" Yang Xiu assured me it was true, but at that moment, Wu Ning, standing behind Yang Xiu, shook her head.
Yang Xiu asked, "Did you bring out the oil lamp?"
I hadn’t; it was a Human Head Lantern—too creepy for me. Yang Xiu insisted, "You should go get it. That Human Head Lantern has no malice; it has been blessed by the Daoist community. I brought it from Zhongnan Mountain."
I replied, "You should just go get it yourself."
Yang Xiu's expression changed. "If I go get it and we perform the Ritual later, you'll have to hold it for me."
I almost cursed again as I glanced at Yang Xiu. "Do you still not want to believe me? If you don't trust me, then go out and find Wu Luo right now."
Yang Xiu started giving me a hard time, and I felt uneasy, cold sweat forming in my palms. At least Yang Xiu hadn't made a move against me yet, but Wu Luo had already forced that Yin Soup down my throat. Yang Xiu was pushing me. After thinking for a moment, I replied, "Fine. I'll go get it."
The table had been rearranged, and they hung their lanterns on the wooden pillars, lighting them up.
The white light illuminated the area as I carried the Human Head Lantern outside. I was cursing under my breath, damn Yang Xiu; once I found a way out on my own, I would make sure to beat him to a pulp.
As I thought this, I stepped outside with the Human Head Lantern, only to find four Paper Figures appearing in the courtyard.
With this setup, the place turned eerie. Yang Xiu had changed into a robe, but it wasn't yellow; it was black, with a Bagua Diagram on the back.
However, when I saw him performing the ritual, an ominous feeling washed over me.
After placing the Human Head Lantern on the table, I stood to the side.
Wu Ning shook his head at me, though his movements were subtle. It made me want to ask him why he was shaking his head when everyone else wanted to know what he was doing.
But Wu Ning just kept swaying his head like a pendulum; whenever there was an opportunity, he would shake it again. Damn it, could it be that Wu Ning was actually good? Was there really someone who sent him to save me?
I felt a rising panic within me.
Seeing him perform the ritual made me feel an urge to push the table over. Yang Xiu said to me, "Fei, let’s put this Human Head Lantern under the table."
I let out a sound, and inexplicably, beads of sweat began to form on my forehead. I wiped the sweat away with my hand.
Then Yang Xiu said, "We don't have a rooster or Black Dog Blood here, so we might need your blood after all."
I directly refused Yang Xiu, saying, "I've lost too much blood recently; I can't give any more. Think of another way."
Yang Xiu replied, "Alright then."
To my surprise, this guy actually cut his own finger and said, "Let's make do." The flame of the Human Head Lantern flickered beneath the table as Wu Ning and I stood to the side. Yang Xiu began to chant a spell, circling the table three times to the left and three times to the right.
As he turned, a chill wind swept through the room, and the doors and windows upstairs that hadn't been closed properly rattled loudly.
At that moment, I caught sight of a shadowy figure.
This time, the shadow was very clear—there was more than one. I asked Yang Xiu, "What is that?"
Yang Xiu replied, "This is a summoning ritual; it's meant to guide those Vengeful Spirits and Wild Ghosts to rest."
I felt that Yang Xiu was lying. This time, without thinking much further, I simply pushed over his table.
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