Chapter 135: Sudden Death
Looking at the Short Old Man-like Ghost in front of him, Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes. Through the fragmented memories in the Rebound Ghost’s consciousness, he knew,
the ghost in front of him was very likely the Ghost Rain’s true body.
Although he didn’t know what connection it had with that handsome Ghost Wielder from the Republic of China period.
But its appearance here was definitely not a good thing.
“Back at the Ghost Stall, I shot it, and the Ghost Characters left on its body are still there. If not for sensing those Ghost Characters, I wouldn’t have discovered it so quickly.”
Seeing that the ghost showed no reaction, Jiang Shan hesitated for a moment before deciding to keep the Ghost Characters on its body.
He wanted those Ghost Characters to continue suppressing this ghost, and through the Ghost Characters, he could quickly position its location and detect its anomalies.
“Why did the Ghost Shopkeeper appear again?! No, this ghost is wearing a coarse black robe, while the Ghost Shopkeeper wears a cotton white robe. There must be some connection between them, but how can there be two identical ghosts?”
Qin Xi, who was constantly vigilant of the surroundings, also noticed the Short Old Man’s figure. His pupils contracted, and with an ugly expression, he looked at Jiang Shan:
“Brother Jiang, you saw that ghost too? How could it…”
Seeing Jiang Shan’s calm expression, Qin Xi felt somewhat stunned. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead as he hesitated to speak.
“Does Brother Jiang know something?”
Even though Qin Xi had only become a Ghost Wielder for one month, he knew:
Ghosts
do not repeat,
and certainly do not appear identical.
This was like a law and consensus, rooted in every Ghost Wielder’s heart.
But after seeing Jiang Shan’s expression, he immediately doubted himself:
“Could ghosts have identical or similar existences?”
Just as Qin Xi fell into confusion,
Jiang Shan was staring down the Short Old Man.
If not for this ghost’s appearance, he might have stayed here safely and relaxed until the Hundred Ghosts underwent mutation.
But now, this ghost’s appearance forced Jiang Shan to stay vigilant. He had to constantly observe the Short Old Man’s anomalies.
Although the Ghost Characters could suppress it, what Jiang Shan worried about wasn’t this ghost, but the Ghost Tide surging around it.
After all, that Republic of China Ghost Wielder’s methods were too weird. Who knew if he had the ability to drive these ghosts.
Time passed minute by minute,
Jiang Shan had arrived at the Ghost Park at seven-thirty in the evening, and now it was not yet eight o’clock.
This night had just begun,
The nine people surrounded by over a hundred ghosts in a small space had nothing to say to each other, appearing extremely silent, but none of them felt the slightest bit sleepy. Each one was extremely cautious, waking up immediately at the slightest disturbance.
Time passed bit by bit.
Eight o’clock sharp, eight-ten, eight-thirty… ten o’clock.
The next few hours passed without incident.
The Hundred Ghosts continued wandering in the woods. Not a single ghost left the woods to approach the group, nor did anyone suffer a Ghost Attack and suddenly die.
Eerie calmness.
Prolonged mental tension, combined with several hours of safety, made people relax quite a bit.
Once relaxed, exhaustion hit especially hard, making one want to fall asleep immediately.
Liu Qi, who had followed Zhang Dongxing through an entire night of fleeing, was dozing off. He hadn’t fallen asleep, but he really wanted to. Each time, he would jolt awake, slap his face, pinch his flesh to stay alert.
Glancing at the drowsy crowd around him, Liu Qi looked at Jiang Shan, who showed no sign of fatigue, and couldn’t help thinking:
“I really want to sleep. Why am I so sleepy? No, I can’t sleep. There are ghosts all around. If I sleep, I’ll die.”
If a person’s mind stays in a state of high tension for a long time, combined with severe physical exhaustion.
Once his body sends a signal for rest and sleep at some moment, this signal is like the last snowflake before an avalanche.
This is an instinct from the body’s self-protection. Even Ghost Wielders who have experienced countless Supernatural Events find it hard to resist with willpower.
Let alone a sixteen-year-old high school freshman?
Finally feeling he really couldn’t hold on, Liu Qi endured the drowsiness, picked up a stone from the ground, and swallowed it down.
Even so, the sleepiness still surged like floodwaters unleashed, repeatedly assaulting his mind.
In a certain instant, Liu Qi, still standing in place swallowing the stone, suddenly fell into deep sleep.
This eerie scene went unnoticed by anyone.
In this silent moment, only a few seconds passed.
“Thud~!”
Liu Qi, eyes closed, fell straight down stiffly, then lay on the ground motionless like a corpse.
“!!!”
The middle-aged woman closest to him shuddered violently. She held back a scream, but due to extreme fear, she didn’t dare move.
“Brother Jiang, he’s dead!”
Zhang Dongxing, closest to Liu Qi, hurried over. After checking the boy’s vital signs, he said with a grim face.
“Dead? Impossible.” Qin Xi, who had been sitting on the ground, jumped up and came over to examine Liu Qi’s corpse:
“He’s really dead, and not long ago. His chest still has residual warmth, but no obvious wounds or signs of Supernatural Erosion… like sudden death.”
Sudden death?
“Impossible. Do you think a perfectly healthy person would just drop dead like that?” A man wearing glasses in the crowd suddenly chimed in.
Seeing Qin Xi and Zhang Dongxing frown, he pointed at Liu Qi’s neck and said tiredly:
“Look at his neck. There’s a clear bulge at the back of his neck. He must have swallowed some foreign object before dying. A person in normal physiological activity wouldn’t die without warning.”
“The boy’s face is pale, but he shows no basic symptoms of suffocation. This also proves he didn’t die from choking on the foreign object. Don’t touch his body. I’m a doctor. Let me take a look.”
Hearing this, Qin Xi, who was poking at Liu Qi’s corpse, immediately stood up and stepped aside.
The man wearing glasses hurried over, squatted beside the corpse, and began a quick examination.
Everyone present held their breath, their earlier drowsiness completely gone.
Everyone wanted to know the reason for Liu Qi’s eerie death.
Was it his own issue or someone else’s murder?
If it was one of those two, it was still manageable,
If not those two reasons, then there was only one possibility.
An unknown ghost had begun killing!
At the same time,
The woman standing nearby, paralyzed by fear and unable to move, looked pale as she watched the scene unfold beside her.
Her name was Cheng Liying, a convenience store clerk, and the man squatting on the ground checking the corpse was her husband.
The two had entered South City yesterday intending to pick up the man’s parents, but they never expected this to happen.
Remembering the ghost they encountered in this park last night, Cheng Liying’s whole body trembled nonstop.
Death and the oppressive atmosphere made her mutter inwardly:
“I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die. Don’t kill me, don’t kill me!”
Just like Liu Qi’s death, their inner words seemed to invisibly trigger some ghost’s Killing Pattern, in a place no one noticed.
This middle-aged woman, head down and body shaking, had her face aging at a visible speed.
Time flowed over her body at an eerie pace. One of her wishes seemed to have been answered.
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