Chapter 180: Ye Zhen Forced To Retreat
Da da da~!
The first ray of morning sunlight was accompanied by a dull footsteps sound.
The leaves were yellow and withered.
The owner of the footsteps seemed to be heading straight for them.
Ye Zhen’s eyelids twitched slightly.
He didn’t know if it was because he was too tired, but Ye Zhen didn’t open his eyes right away.
The footsteps suddenly stopped.
Immediately after, Ye Zhen vaguely heard someone stand up beside him.
Then, the footsteps sounded again.
At the same time, two more footsteps joined.
Ye Zhen abruptly opened his eyes.
In his line of sight, a touch of eerie green appeared before him.
A person holding a lantern walked in front.
Under the mapping of the eerie green light, two strange figures followed step by step behind.
Ye Zhen’s brows furrowed instantly.
What thing?
Ye Zhen quickly stood up, checked his own condition, and the suppression had not yet been canceled.
It meant he couldn’t make a move.
He checked Fang Shiming and Lin Qian’s conditions; they had not yet recovered.
Even their consciousness was still under suppression.
They couldn’t control their own bodies at all.
“That lantern…”
Ye Zhen almost instantly determined that the one carrying the lantern was not a person, but a ghost.
That lantern seemed to have the same ability as the ghost candle, attracting fierce ghosts.
Ye Zhen assessed his current strength.
Without any nonsense, he stealthily followed behind them.
He didn’t even dare to follow too closely.
A terrifying scene appeared in Big Mountain.
A touch of eerie green light, like ghost fire, wandered through the mountain forest.
Now far, now near, disappearing one moment and reappearing the next.
Before the sky was fully bright, this eerie light persisted.
About half an hour later, the sky was fully bright.
In the dawn light, Ye Zhen saw that the person holding the lantern had stopped.
He stopped in front of a mountain wall.
He didn’t know what that ghost did.
A door suddenly appeared on the mountain wall.
Then, it took Lin Qian and Fang Shiming straight inside.
Ye Zhen’s gaze flickered slightly; after they fully entered, Ye Zhen hurried to follow and slipped in just as the door closed and disappeared.
“Yo, this time you actually brought two ghosts in.”
Smoke wafted up.
An old man with a hunched back smoked dried tobacco, his words casual, but his expression grave.
This seemed to be on a highway.
The old man seemed like an ordinary person.
Ye Zhen hid behind a field ridge, poking his head out to watch the old man.
When the three ghosts approached, the old man lit a red incense.
The incense was lit, but no smoke wafted up.
After lighting the incense, the old man walked towards a small path below the highway.
Ye Zhen quickly jumped out and followed; the sky was already bright.
But here, morning mist filled the air.
Probably only after the sun fully rose would this morning mist possibly disappear.
Where was he taking them?
Ye Zhen felt things were getting stranger.
The old man seemed very familiar with this place.
Following the small path, winding east and west, he actually entered a mountain.
Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly.
He followed as well.
Entering the mountain forest, the fog grew thicker.
It was now visible fog, the kind you could wave with your hand.
Visibility visibly decreased.
This gave Ye Zhen a headache.
The reduced visibility meant he might lose them.
But fortunately, the soil in the mountain forest was soft; following the footprints and trampled weeds, he could barely keep up.
After entering this mountain forest, the lantern carried by the fierce ghost seemed to have gone out.
Very strange.
Ye Zhen bent at the waist, arduously following.
He didn’t know how much time had passed.
The fog in the mountain forest suddenly decreased a lot.
When Ye Zhen noticed something wrong and looked up, he was momentarily stunned.
Ahead, there was a wooden house.
A small wooden house in the forest.
An old man smoked dried tobacco, gazing coldly at Ye Zhen.
“Young man, following me for so long, you’re tired, right?”
Ye Zhen frowned, straightening his back.
“Where did you take them?”
Hearing this question, the old man snorted coldly, “I said, don’t be curious, don’t be curious.”
“You just wouldn’t believe it.”
“You have to wait until someone dies before you’ll think your life is valuable?”
We?
It was really strange; he was just one person.
Weren’t my two teammates taken away by you?
Were there others?
Ye Zhen looked back; no one was there.
“I don’t want to say much to you; you just need to tell me where you took them.”
Ye Zhen stared at the old man.
The old man looked hostile, “I said, these things have nothing to do with you outsiders, and such things can’t be known by people outside.”
“Since you’ve already seen it, you should know those things aren’t people.”
“That thing can’t be disturbed.”
Ye Zhen fell silent; he realized this guy mistook him for someone else.
“I’ll say it again: where did you take my two teammates!”
Ye Zhen’s expression turned cold.
The old man was stunned: teammates?
What teammates?
Could it be…
The old man seemed to think of something, looking at Ye Zhen with full sympathy.
“No need to look for your teammates anymore; anyone brought back by that thing absolutely won’t be alive.”
“To put it this way, your two teammates are already dead; their bodies have been taken over by ghosts.”
Ye Zhen’s expression grew even colder, “Whether they live or die, I know better than anyone.”
“Tell me, where did you take them?”
“Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you.”
He was already talking nicely.
If this old thing still wouldn’t talk, then don’t blame Ye Zhen for not respecting the elderly and loving the young.
“Damn it, you little brat, giving you face, and you want to be rude to me?”
The old man had a fiery temper too; he flung his pipe.
He took out a shovel, shouldered it, and walked towards Ye Zhen.
Seeing that shovel, Ye Zhen’s mouth twitched slightly.
Damn it, Lin Qian you pit, why wrap special gold on the shovel handle for no reason.
Now it’s good; even ordinary people can use this shovel!
Ye Zhen didn’t act tough; he turned and ran, “Wait, once Ye recovers, I’ll definitely come back for you!”
Watching Ye Zhen run off like smoke without a trace, the old man sneered, “Little brat with no hair on him yet, look at you acting all mighty.”
The old man didn’t chase; with his old bones, why chase?
He turned back, put away the shovel, picked up his pipe and wiped it, then continued smoking.
With his peripheral vision, he glanced at a red fan and a pair of red scissors not far away; his eyes flickered slightly.
“Teammates…”
The old man shook his head.
After confirming the old man hadn’t chased, Ye Zhen stopped, his face cloudy and uncertain.
What a great humiliation, truly a great humiliation!
He, the great Ye Zhen, was actually forced back by an ordinary person!
Bang~!
Ye Zhen punched a tree, full of displeasure on his face.
“Wait, once the suppression power on Ye disappears, I will make you pay!”
