Chapter 256: Arriving At Batang Village, The Corrupted Skeleton
After receiving the message from Nan Yuanman, the 908 Bureau attached great importance to it.
Especially since they had recently extracted energy left behind by R Country Onmyoji from the puppet that Nan Yuanman had handed over to them last time.
Combined with the information they had investigated these past few days, it seemed highly likely that R Country people were plotting a big move behind the scenes, and they had even secretly infiltrated China, targeting Nan Yuanman for some unknown reason.
To protect Nan Yuanman, this time the 908 Bureau not only sent Zhong Xueliu, but Nan Yichen and Qi Chuhan also came along.
Zhong Xueliu was a sorcerer, Nan Yichen came from Shaolin, Qi Chuhan was a corpse driver, and their strengths were top-notch among the younger generation, having individually killed quite a few evil ghosts.
Sending them out made the 908 Bureau feel much more at ease.
Originally, the higher-ups had wanted to send Zhuang Hetai as well, but R Country had suddenly attacked the warriors stationed at the border a few days ago, so Zhuang Hetai was prioritized to provide support at the border.
On the airplane, Nan Yichen deliberately teased Nan Yuanman: “Hey, little ghost, aren’t you pretty capable? Why didn’t you deal with the evil ghost yourself this time and instead seek help from us?”
Nan Yuanman gave him an indescribable look, then turned her head and seriously asked Zhong Xueliu: “Sister Xueliu, can I swap him out?”
The little steamed bun face pointed at her own head: “He doesn’t seem very smart.”
Qi Chuhan couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing with a puff.
Zhong Xueliu also couldn’t help but curve her lips, while Nan Yichen laughed in anger and gently tugged at Nan Yuanman’s sheep horn braids: “I’m already on the plane, and you still want to swap? No way!”
Nan Yuanman slapped his hand away with a smack, sighing regretfully: “Then we’ll just have to make do with this team.”
Nan Yichen: “…” You’re really reluctant, huh.
“Alright, settle down and talk business.” Zhong Xueliu glared at Nan Yichen who was still trying to make trouble, warning him as she spoke.
Nan Yichen tsked and quieted down.
Zhong Xueliu looked at Nan Yuanman, her expression gentle as she asked: “Yuanman, who told you about the evil ghost slaughtering the village?”
Nan Yuanman was stunned for a moment, tilting her head as she said: “It told me itself.”
Qi Chuhan looked shocked: “You mean that evil ghost called you and told you it was going to slaughter the village?”
Nan Yuanman nodded: “Yeah, yeah.”
“It also said that if I didn’t return to S City, it would desecrate my mother’s grave.”
Nan Yuanman pursed her lips unhappily: “Originally, I planned to go back alone, but big brother said there might be a trap, so he told me to inform the 908 Bureau and let you all handle it.”
“But the people sent by the 908 Bureau don’t seem very bright…”
Nan·Not Very Bright·Yichen: “…”
Zhong Xueliu frowned: “The Jiang family again…”
The ones who caused trouble at Nan Yuanman’s family reunion banquet last time were also the Jiang family, and if she remembered correctly, this Jiang family was related to Nan Yuanman, right?
Apart from Yuanman this anomaly, the other Jiang family members were ordinary people, so how had they provoked an evil ghost?
Could it be left behind by Jiang Tianzong before he died?
Zhong Xueliu’s various guesses would only be clear once they arrived in S City and found the Jiang family members.
Fortunately, the flight wasn’t too long, and about three hours later, the airplane arrived at S City airport.
As soon as they exited the airport, Nan Yuanman got in the car and headed aggressively toward the Jiang family villa.
Before even getting close to the Jiang family villa, Nan Yuanman saw soaring black energy from afar, accompanied by strong deathly aura and the smell of blood.
Nan Yuanman was not surprised at all by this. She forcefully patted the villa gate, hands on her hips, and shouted in her childish voice: “I’m here! Come out! Don’t be a turtle hiding in its shell!”
Nan Yichen watched this short and chubby little figure trying hard to puff out her chest and couldn’t help laughing: “Small person, but quite the momentum.”
Qi Chuhan furrowed her delicate brows, looking at the eerily quiet Jiang family villa, and said: “This villa feels off. I smell the stench of corpses.”
“I’ll go in and check.” After saying that, Zhong Xueliu took a running start, jumped onto the gate, and nimbly flipped over the wall into the yard.
Seeing this, Nan Yuanman imitated her and flipped inside. Upon landing, she immediately sensed the strong yin energy in the yard, along with the heavy smell of blood.
Nan Yuanman wrinkled her little nose: “Such heavy yin energy.” How many people were buried in the Jiang family villa?
Zhong Xueliu instinctively shielded Nan Yuanman behind her, chanted incantations with her hands, took out three paper figures from her pocket, and tossed them out: “Go!”
The paper figures landed and swiftly headed inside the Jiang family villa to scout.
Nan Yuanman familiarly went to push open the villa gate.
As soon as it opened, a yin energy-filled red silk thread dropped from above the door.
Seeing this familiar red silk thread, Nan Yuanman’s steamed bun face instantly tensed up, and she instinctively pulled out a thunder fire talisman to burn it.
But in the next second, the small coffin that had been quietly staying in the small shoulder bag flew out, opened its coffin lid with a click, and swallowed the falling red thread in one gulp.
Nan Yuanman: “!!!”
She hurriedly grabbed the small coffin that wanted to fly over and swallow the other threads, lifted the coffin lid, and reached her hand inside: “This is dirty stuff! You can’t eat it. Last time it messed up the paint on you! Xiao Hong, spit it out quick!”
Once something was in its mouth, Xiao Hong refused to spit it out and tugged hard against Nan Yuanman, urgently conveying that these red silk threads were no longer dangerous.
Nan Yuanman was stunned: “No harm?”
Xiao Hong shook up and down, as if nodding.
While Nan Yuanman hesitated whether to let go of Xiao Hong, the paper figures that had gone ahead to scout came back.
Zhong Xueliu bent down to pick up the paper figure and carefully sensed the information it transmitted: “All Jiang family members are gone? There’s something in the refrigerator?”
Zhong Xueliu frowned, saw that Nan Yuanman’s side had no danger, and cautiously entered the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took a look.
Upon seeing the round object in a red bag, Zhong Xueliu’s face turned quite unpleasant. She slammed the door shut and called Nan Yichen and Qi Chuhan guarding outside: “Call the police. There’s an adult female corpse in the refrigerator.”
Nan Yichen immediately called the police and flipped over to open the door for Qi Chuhan to come in.
Zhong Xueliu: “The paper figure says there’s no sign of living people in the villa. The Jiang family members haven’t been back for two or three days.”
Nan Yuanman frowned: “Not here, then they must be at Batang Village. Let’s go to Batang Village.”
Nan Yuanman’s speed was already fast enough; she had rushed over the same day she received the call, but still hadn’t made it in time…
“Here’s the plan: Chuhan, you stay here and liaise with the police to handle this corpse. We’ll head to Batang Village first.” Zhong Xueliu thought for a few seconds and made the arrangements.
Qi Chuhan was the weakest among the three of them. Having her stay to handle the case also allowed her to wait for their updates.
If anything went wrong, she could seek help from headquarters.
Qi Chuhan had no objection: “Okay.”
After arranging everything, Nan Yuanman, Zhong Xueliu, and Nan Yichen drove to Batang Village.
By the time they arrived at Batang Village, night had fully fallen, and they could see lights on in the village from afar.
Vaguely, they could even see villagers turning over rice paddies outside.
Zhong Xueliu breathed a sigh of relief. Good, they had made it in time this time; the evil ghost hadn’t had a chance to attack the villagers yet.
As the car slowly entered Batang Village, the villagers standing in the yard slowly turned their heads.
The light illuminated the villagers’ appearance—that was no person, clearly a rotting skeleton!
