Chapter 97: Fleeting Confrontation
Yue Linhai’s laughter continued endlessly, his body under the bow exaggeratingly undulating with each wave, every burst of laughter high-pitched and piercing as if it exhausted all his strength.
But his laughter had no variation at all, even every tone and every volume exactly the same.
Just like a pre-recorded sound from a tape recorder, now endlessly looping.
No joy could be felt from this sound at all; all that could be associated with it was stiffness and icy cold.
“When are you going to stop laughing?”
In the end, Zhang Qian spoke first and asked.
This guy was blocking the only path forward; without dealing with him, there was probably no way to continue exploring the old house.
Attacking directly wasn’t too reliable either, after all, Yue Linhai might really be the son of the old house owner, and with his help the mission would definitely be much easier.
Moreover, judging from the situations at the Ghost Post Office and with Wang Cha Ling, people connected to the Republic of China Era were not simple; if he acted rashly, Zhang Qian felt he might not be able to beat him.
With the Ghost Candle, it shouldn’t be too bad, right?
Zhang Qian looked at Yue Linhai who was doubled over laughing, silently taking out a scarlet candle.
If the situation changed, lighting the Ghost Candle would at least give a chance to fight back.
“Ha… ha… ha…”
Yue Linhai did not respond, didn’t even look up, just kept repeating this mechanical laughter.
At this moment, his waist was gradually approaching sixty degrees, but that hat was like it was nailed to his head, without any shift.
Something’s wrong…
Zhang Qian withdrew his gaze from this madman, looked toward Xu Zheng beside him, and was stunned just as he was about to remind him.
Because Xu Zheng’s mouth had unconsciously curled up, clearly about to make a laughing expression.
But Xu Zheng was completely unaware, looking at Zhang Qian in confusion with a somewhat puzzled gaze.
“Attack, this guy is attacking us!”
Zhang Qian suddenly turned back, his ability instantly activating.
The next moment.
Countless pale stiff palms surged out from the ceiling and railings and such places, rushing toward that constantly shrugging eerie figure like a flood.
Yue Linhai showed no reaction to this, because his line of sight had been replaced by an empty black smoke space, unable to see the external changes, only passively enduring the attack.
But the uselessness of the Ghost Hand is known to those who know; Zhang Qian naturally wouldn’t pin his hopes on the Ghost Hand.
It was just that Yue Linhai, who had kept his head down, happened to dodge the external Ghost Mask attack, but the space had another Zhang Qian waiting for him.
The instant the illusion formed, Zhang Qian turned into smoke and blended into the black smoke here.
The black smoke drifted, and after a surge, a ferocious Evil Ghost mask suddenly appeared before Yue Linhai; unprepared, he immediately triggered the certain death curse upon seeing it.
At the same time, Xu Zheng also reacted.
Though he didn’t know why to suddenly attack, he didn’t ask the reason and immediately ordered the Ghost Pushes Person to attack.
The Cloaked Fierce Ghost quickly closed the distance between itself and Yue Linhai, hands pulled back to its chest to gather strength, poised to push out.
Zhang Qian stared unblinkingly at Yue Linhai, the lighter in his hand already lit.
As soon as this wave of attacks launched, regardless of the result, Zhang Qian would light the Ghost Candle.
If the attack succeeded, they would continue exploring the old house; if not, they could only try again another day.
The next instant.
Zhang Qian felt a sudden daze before his eyes.
Then he heard a voice carrying a smile.
“What a headache, looks like you two really have no sense of humor…”
Yue Linhai slowly straightened his body, the expression on his face much restrained, though the corners of his mouth still hooked into a barely perceptible arc.
At Yue Linhai’s side, there was no trace of any Ghost Hand, and the Cloaked Fierce Ghost still stood before Zhang Qian.
Even the illusion space had unknowingly dissipated.
Zhang Qian’s mood immediately grew heavy.
Was it an illusion?
Otherwise, how could so many attacks dissipate silently; even if it was like the Wang First Generation rewinding time, there should still be memories left.
Or perhaps they had actually died the instant they launched the attack, so no memories were left?
Though he thought of many things, Zhang Qian’s action showed no hesitation, instantly lighting the already prepared Ghost Candle.
No matter what the situation just now was, this Ghost Candle couldn’t be saved.
Warm flames rose, and the Cloaked Fierce Ghost instinctively moved a few steps away from the Ghost Candle’s range.
For a Fierce Ghost, the Ghost Candle wasn’t fatal, but it would still instinctively stay away.
But Xu Zheng had no time to care about the Ghost Pushes Person now; shock was written all over his face too.
“Snap out of it.” Zhang Qian asked in a low voice, “Just now we attacked Yue Linhai, do you remember?”
“Of course, Ghost Pushes Person should have lunged at him together with the Ghost Hand… but now… what the hell is going on?”
Xu Zheng was somewhat incoherent, but the incredulity in his voice was very obvious.
“Not sure, but in that confrontation just now, we probably lost.” Zhang Qian said heavily.
Yue Linhai very likely directly defeated three—no, it should be four Fierce Ghost attacks; he just didn’t know about this Cloaked
Ghost Controllers’ abilities were all sorts, suddenly facing an unknown Ghost Controller was way too disadvantageous, not even knowing how they lost.
If they could get out alive, best to find some detection-type abilities…
“You two, coming to the funeral and just leaving me aside like this, isn’t that a bit rude?”
Though he said that, there was still no anger in Yue Linhai’s voice, and one could even hear a trace of pleasure?
Fortunately, the candle flame just flickered faintly; the Ghost Candle burned very slowly, with no sign of enduring a supernatural attack.
To be safe, Zhang Qian didn’t extinguish the Ghost Candle, just generously admitting his mistake.
“Sorry, didn’t recognize you before, almost caused a misunderstanding.”
Xu Zheng’s eyes turned, understanding Zhang Qian’s meaning.
Since they couldn’t beat him, then don’t fight; stabilize the situation first.
“Yeah, yeah, very sorry; now it seems you and your father were carved from the same mold, clearly blood-related…”
Before Xu Zheng finished, Zhang Qian covered his mouth and whispered: “Big Brother, if you want to die, can you not drag me down? Is this an apology?”
Fortunately, Yue Linhai wasn’t angry, just asked somewhat puzzled: “Have you two met my father? At your age, you shouldn’t have any connection with him.”
This guy seemed communicable now?
Could it be because of the Ghost Candle?
Zhang Qian glanced at the flame and quickly made up a backstory for himself.
“I haven’t actually met your father, just occasionally heard my master mention him a few times.”
“Master?” Yue Linhai asked curiously.
“Yes, my master and your father are friends, so I often heard my master talk about him, saying he was a remarkable man.”
Since Yue Linhai didn’t stay with his dad often, it was normal for him not to know some of his dad’s friends, right?
