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Living Funeral
The Old Man was gone, but the Stinky Tofu cart was still here.
Looking at the ten or so Black Cats, I thought, Damn it, this is just spooky. The appearance of these Black Cats signifies bad luck, and they clearly weren't harmless, as they were currently baring their claws at me.
Moreover, their meows had turned into shrill cries, sounding almost like cats in heat.
What a damn mess.
I stared at these Black Cats, knowing with just one glance that they were about to attack me.
After a moment of contemplation, I took the initiative and kicked one of the Black Cats. Damn it, no matter how fierce these strange Black Cats were, they should be able to withstand my kick. I struck the Black Cat right on its head; it let out a terrible scream and flew backward.
The other Black Cats collectively lunged at me. I cursed and quickly dodged to the side. Then I started throwing punches and kicks. As the saying goes, "a flurry of punches can take down a master," and soon enough, those Black Cats were left in disarray. Of course, I paid the price too; I got bitten several times.
These Black Cats were definitely not harmless; they were carnivorous. I had lost several chunks of flesh from my body. Although I couldn't see any bones, the pain was enough to make me grit my teeth.
But soon something curious happened: the Black Cats that had eaten my flesh began to convulse on the ground.
In an instant, I understood; these Black Cats were essentially "evil cats." Eating my flesh was equivalent to drinking my blood, which explained their behavior.
The few Black Cats that had fallen to the ground stopped convulsing as if they were dead.
Seeing their companions die, the remaining Black Cats seemed enraged and quickly attacked me. Damn it, these Black Cats were furious! But I wasn't going down without a fight. When one lunged at me, I put all my strength into a kick that sent it crashing to the ground, blood pouring from its mouth as it convulsed.
Damn it! I'm a living person—how could a few Black Cats take me down? I cursed in anger.
Before long, all the Black Cats were sprawled on the ground. Of course, I had sustained injuries as well. I glanced around cautiously.
The old man still hadn't shown up. I shouted, "Old man, are you done with your cart?"
Damn it, that old man really was quick to run off! He disappeared just like that, and I was counting on him to take me out. My expression changed when I caught a strange smell wafting from the pot. Just a glance made my face turn pale.
What I saw was the previously fried Stinky Tofu, now all transformed into dead rats. Damn it, the bloated rats were floating in the oil, making anyone who looked at them feel nauseous. Thank goodness I hadn't eaten any earlier.
After a few glances, I turned my gaze away; I really felt like throwing up!
It seemed that the old man had some tricks up his sleeve. I glanced at the twitching Black Cat on the ground. Cats eat mice, and that old man had disappeared so quickly—it just didn't add up! Could it be that the old man was one of those cats?
As these thoughts crossed my mind, everything felt increasingly bizarre. What kind of place had I stumbled into?
This was truly eerie! But no matter how strange it was, I couldn't just leave. Suddenly, I remembered the Black Cat gnawing on bones outside Gao Ling's house that morning; it probably wasn't released by the Old Witch but rather by Li Qiang! I felt like I had fallen into a trap set by Li Qiang.
Li Qiang really knew how to play games; he had recalled everything from the note he gave me.
But whether his recollections were good or bad remained uncertain. However, it seemed that what he remembered was all bad; otherwise, he wouldn't have targeted me.
It appeared that Zhang Pangzi wasn't wrong either; digging deeper into this matter had indeed revealed problems. The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt. If those Black Cats bit me, I'd have to get vaccinated later—otherwise, I'd end up dying from rabies.
I really couldn't stay here any longer. I began searching for an exit. As I walked away, I kicked a Black Cat and cursed my bad luck.
I pulled out my phone to check the time; it was nine-thirty. I wanted to make a call—to Gao Ling—but couldn't get through. Zhang Xun and Zhang Pangzi were also unreachable. Just then, a voice called out to me, "Chen Lang."
I turned around and saw the woman in red appearing behind me. I was momentarily stunned before responding.
The woman in red asked me, "Chen Lang, are you okay?"
I shook my head and said it was nothing. The woman in red approached me, and I felt something was off, but her sudden appearance wasn't surprising; she often did this.
I asked the woman in red, "Can you help me find a way out?"
She replied, "Chen Lang, follow me."
I nodded and followed her, walking through several alleys, yet we still hadn't found an exit. Looking at her back, I asked, "Are we going to find it?"
"Chen Lang, don't worry. I'm looking," she said.
How could I not be anxious about this? This ghostly place was definitely problematic. As we continued forward, we encountered another dead end. Something was wrong; the woman in red seemed off!
We had already hit three dead ends. Given her personality, she wouldn't lead me around aimlessly without being sure of the way. Plus, after making a few wrong turns, she didn't even explain anything to me. So I asked, "Lin Xue, how long has it been since we did that thing?"
As soon as I said this, her tone changed to a sweet and flirtatious one. She looked at me and said, "Chen Lang, if you want to, we can do it right now." With that, she turned and walked toward me with a charming expression.
My mind momentarily blanked. When she reached me, I said, "Maybe we should hold off for now and find the exit first. We can do that later."
The woman in red stopped in her tracks and playfully pouted at me. "But I want it now; I'm feeling a bit restless down there."
I was speechless.
I replied, "The Taoist is nearby; he might peek."
She retorted, "Are you a master? A master wouldn't show up while we're being intimate."
Without hesitation, I pulled out the Hundred Ghosts Diagram and slapped it onto the "woman in red," cursing under my breath. No way was I falling for that trick!
The Taoist priest might still be at Snake Skin Gully, not having returned yet. Although this red-dressed ghost seemed to know me well and pretended to be like Lin Xue, something was still off. After being injured by my Hundred Ghosts Diagram, the red-dressed ghost collapsed to the ground.
I cursed under my breath and ran without looking back. This place had become eerily terrifying; there were all kinds of malevolent spirits, and I couldn't believe one could impersonate a red-dressed ghost.
I took a deep breath and started running like a madman. However, I hadn't gone far when I heard a voice calling out to me, "Chen Lang, Chen Lang, do you not love me anymore? Don't you remember the last time we were together? You promised to love me for ten thousand years."
What the hell? I had never said such things to a red-dressed ghost. A man loving a woman for ten thousand years is just a lie; he damn well wouldn't live past a hundred years—what's with this ten thousand years nonsense?
The impersonating red-dressed ghost was rambling. I opened my mouth to curse back, but after a few words, she cried out, "Chen Lang, you don't love me anymore! Have you fallen for someone else? You don't love me anymore! You'll pay for this; I want you dead!"
I: …
I didn't stop running and continued on, not knowing how long I had been at it. Just then, someone behind me asked, "Would you like some Stinky Tofu? Authentic Changsha Stinky Tofu." I immediately turned around and saw an old man selling Stinky Tofu under a streetlight about fifty meters away.
Upon seeing this scene, my scalp tingled and my heart raced. What on earth was going on?
The voice of the impersonating red-dressed ghost had vanished. Was it really the old man selling Stinky Tofu? I walked over, and as I got closer, I saw him smiling kindly at me. I approached cautiously, and when I was near enough, he asked again, "Would you like some Stinky Tofu?"
I replied to the old man, "Are you human or ghost?"
Our eyes met for a moment before he said, "Would you like some? This is authentic Changsha Stinky Tofu."
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