Chapter 129: Obese Dead Body
“Bang——”
The massive sound was like a meteor crashing to the ground, slamming and rebounding in the aisle until it reached the depths of the corridor.
The ground underfoot trembled lightly a few times from the impact, and dust drifted down from the ceiling overhead.
Looking back.
A grayish-white meat mountain towered over the carpet. Even though it had fallen, its raised height still exceeded one meter.
If not for those thick, short arms, Zhang Qian would have had a hard time telling that this was a human—or rather, a human corpse.
However, the eerie darkness that had shrouded the corridor behind was gone, and the abnormally intense sense of crisis was slowly receding.
Zhang Qian understood in his heart that no matter its appearance, this should be the thing that had been chasing him all along.
After a while.
The corpse still made no movement, the scarlet candle’s burning speed gradually slowed, and the crackling flames finally quieted for a moment.
“This is the fierce ghost? Was the movement just now caused by it?”
The surrounding environment seemed safe now, so Zhang Qian stopped in his tracks and couldn’t help but feel curiosity toward this thing.
The mirrors and fan he had seen earlier… although they were related to the supernatural, the impact they had on him was still not as great as this corpse.
Because those items didn’t seem unusual at first glance, unlike this corpse, which perfectly matched ordinary people’s fantasies of a fierce ghost.
Terrifying and disgusting—just seeing its appearance made him feel physical discomfort.
The wantonly spread fat even blocked the entire aisle, the ashen corpse tightly pressed against the doorways on both sides, leaving no gap.
If he didn’t know what this thing was, it would be fine, but it stubbornly retained some human features, blatantly telling you this was the corpse of one of your own kind.
Even Zhang Qian couldn’t help but feel his san value dropping wildly upon seeing this pile of foul-smelling fat.
But this was still a chance to observe a fierce ghost up close, and he couldn’t possibly give it up just because it was disgusting.
The more he learned about fierce ghosts, the better he could find ways to deal with other fierce ghosts in the future.
“So fat… This thing could actually run that fast.”
The most distinctive thing about this corpse was probably its size—not like a normal person, its body was even more bloated than the fattest person in the world.
The entire corpse was like a water-filled balloon, with only the torso swollen out of shape, layers of skin exposed in the air, grayish-white mixed with a patch or two of dark blue.
But its arms looked quite normal, no different from an ordinary person’s, though most of the arms were buried in the fat, with only two arms exposed.
As for the head, after staring for a long time, Zhang Qian only found a depression at the front of the meat pile.
He estimated its head had sunk into its body.
“Too bad it’s lying prone now, or I could try to find the bullet marks and see if these bullets had no effect at all or just weak effects.”
Two of the seven bullets used, but the result wasn’t great…
Sighing, Zhang Qian felt a bit disappointed in his heart.
He had thought the golden desert eagle was a trump card, but the previous two shots had directly shattered his fantasy.
The corpse was so big that even with eyes closed, he should have hit it.
Yet after the gunshots, the darkness continued to advance without any influence.
If this thing hadn’t unexpectedly fallen, his little life would probably have been in jeopardy.
Though unclear on the reason, Zhang Qian actually already had a guess.
From encountering the darkness to the corpse just now falling, the only variable was that one twisted doorway.
His gaze shifted.
From the pitch-black doorway, at some point, a slender bamboo pole had extended out.
The bamboo pole was very long, stretched across the aisle, reaching straight to the opposite door without fully extending—who knew how much more was hidden in the room’s darkness.
Moreover, it appeared abruptly, without any warning or sound. If not for Zhang Qian’s luck, he would probably have been the one tripped.
“It really just tripped? And on something like this…”
Was the fierce ghost this fragile? Tripped by something like this was one thing, but it even fell to its death.
And the ground was soft carpet—even for an ordinary person, it would be difficult to die from a fall, right?
“Something bullets couldn’t kill died from a fall—either the ground has a problem, or this pole is no ordinary thing…”
He’d stepped on the carpet for so long without issue, so the anomalous thing should be this bamboo pole.
If he could get this pole, then in the future, when encountering a fierce ghost, he could just bash it to death—no more living in fear on the ghost ship.
With the mindset to give it a try, Zhang Qian walked lightly toward the corpse, trying not to make much noise.
Though this thing lay there like it was dead, no one had seen a fierce ghost before—who knew if it could revive after dying.
After just a few steps, Zhang Qian suddenly stopped and no longer approached.
“Hmm… This thing looks pretty unique.”
As the distance closed, details previously hidden by his blind spot came into Zhang Qian’s view.
This was no bamboo pole at all—it was a skinny long leg.
If the corpse was the epitome of fat, this leg was the epitome of thin.
Completely just two bones plus a layer of skin, diameter probably no more than seven or eight centimeters. If not for the foot pressing against the opposite door, it really wouldn’t look like a leg.
“This leg is longer than my whole body, but no knee joint… Even conservatively estimating, its owner must be seven or eight meters tall, right?”
An image of a tall, skinny figure like a telephone pole appeared in Zhang Qian’s mind.
Undoubtedly, such a creature couldn’t be human.
“I thought it was some kind of item, but it turned out to be the dead leg of another fierce ghost. Good thing it didn’t target me…” Zhang Qian felt somewhat relieved.
He already couldn’t handle the previous darkness—something that could instantly kill the darkness was even less to be trifled with.
Better to leave early.
Looking up, the darkness brought by the corpse had dissipated, but the aisle showed no change—the end was still nowhere in sight, and farther away, even the light was invisible.
Now it looked like the corridors at both ends were identical again.
“I thought the special environment in the corridor was caused by this fierce ghost, but its darkness was just an imitation—the real darkness is still moving with me, completely unaffected.”
Silently turning around, just as Zhang Qian was about to leave, a sound suddenly came from behind.
“Urgh——”
Accompanied by a retching sound like it was about to vomit up its guts.
The meat mountain-like corpse trembled, layers of skin colliding with each other, like a thousand people applauding at once, emitting bursts of sticky sounds.
“As expected, the fierce ghost isn’t that simple. I thought it was dead, but it was just in a brief slumber…”
Seeing the anomaly suddenly occur, he naturally wouldn’t stand there foolishly—he started running again.
