Chapter 147: The Ghost In The Ruined Temple
They were playing the game enthusiastically.
The time along the way passed very quickly.
Fang Shiming rarely noticed one of Ye Zhen’s strengths.
The other guy was very stable emotionally when it came to playing games.
How to put it, those two girls were ridiculously bad.
But Ye Zhen and Lin Qian didn’t mind at all.
If they got wiped out, they could just restart; their emotions were extremely stable.
In this process, the bus finally arrived at the station.
“Little Rabbit Base has arrived, get off quickly if you’re getting off!”
The ticket seller in front shouted.
Hearing this, Ye Zhen and Lin Qian, who were playing the game, immediately exited the game, put away their mobile phones, stood up, and prepared to get off.
The two girls were stunned but quickly reacted, hurriedly packing their things to get off as well.
Ye Zhen frowned slightly but didn’t say anything; the others might be getting off here too.
The five got off.
“Little brothers, are you going to the town too?”
One girl asked coquettishly.
Fang Shiming was adjusting his cuffs.
Ye Zhen stretched lazily.
Lin Qian was looking at this Little Rabbit Base.
Old, broken, and small.
It completely looked like something abandoned by the era.
“This has nothing to do with you.”
Ye Zhen glanced sideways at the two.
The two girls’ expressions stiffened slightly.
One of the girls took out her mobile phone and waved it, as if she hadn’t heard Ye Zhen’s words at all. “Um, little brother, can we add contacts?”
Hearing this, Ye Zhen immediately shook his head. “No, you’re too bad.”
“Ah?”
After saying that, Ye Zhen ignored them.
“Said it and walked away.”
Lin Qian glanced at Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen nodded, and the three walked towards the town.
The two girls watched the three.
One of the girls pursed her lips. “Acting all high and mighty, really, as if we actually wanted to add your contacts?”
The girl next to her heard this and bit her lip. “Yan Yan, the clothes those three are wearing are at least tens of thousands each at the lowest.”
“They’re very rich.”
“The one who just said we were bad has probably spent at least a few million in the game.”
“That’s the minimum.”
The girl called Yan Yan opened her mouth.
“That much?”
“What do you think?”
“What a pity, they probably look down on us. Otherwise, we’ve been so proactive; anyone else would have happily added contacts.”
The girl sighed.
“Bad, they’re really bad. If it weren’t for Ye not holding grudges against women, they would’ve been thrown into the lake to feed the fish by me long ago.”
Ye Zhen said indignantly.
“Ye has never seen anyone so bad yet loves playing so much!”
Fang Shiming rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Lin Qian shook his head, not really caring.
Next, they were going to Ten Miles.
Bus station.
“Get off halfway to Ten Miles?”
“Yes, we’ll get off halfway.”
“Are you going to a wedding?”
Lin Qian was stunned but quickly reacted. “Something like that.”
“Okay, I’ll call you when it’s time to get off.”
The ticket seller was a woman in her thirties, wearing the ticket seller’s clothes. She looked at the three, her gaze slightly intrigued.
These three were either rich or noble.
Their clothes had no brands, but the fabric was clearly expensive at a glance.
And that aura.
“Get on.”
The ticket seller said.
Lin Qian nodded, and the three boarded. Luckily, the back seats were still empty.
The three sat down.
Ye Zhen took out his mobile phone and nudged Lin Qian.
Lin Qian was a bit helpless but still took out his mobile phone and logged in.
The two started playing the game again.
Fang Shiming had seen enough.
He took out his earphones, connected them to his mobile phone, and started listening to music.
Time passed unknowingly.
The vehicle started.
Then at some point, it stopped.
“The three in the back can get off now.”
The ticket seller in front shouted to the back.
The three instantly looked up.
They glanced around.
It was getting dark.
There seemed to be a light rain, gloomy.
“If no one’s picking you up, you’d better walk fast and try not to travel at night.”
The ticket seller glanced at the sky and reminded them.
The three exchanged glances upon hearing this, all surprised.
“Okay.”
Lin Qian nodded, and then the three got off.
The bus drove away.
The three stood roadside, surrounded by very primitive mountain forest.
Of course, it wasn’t too primitive; reclaimed fields could still be seen.
“It’s going to rain.”
“From the ticket seller reminding us not to travel at night, this place isn’t peaceful.”
Fang Shiming looked at Ye Zhen. “So, what’s next?”
Ye Zhen stroked his chin. “Next? We’ll just cover the surroundings with Ghost Domain and see.”
With that, he directly activated Ghost Domain.
But the next moment, he was embarrassed.
“Um, I only see one road, then nothing. There don’t seem to be any villages around.”
Hearing Ye Zhen, Fang Shiming and Lin Qian were both surprised.
Then they each activated Ghost Domain to check.
Sure enough, they only saw one road, and nothing else.
“There really is something strange.”
Fang Shiming said.
“Then it’s normal; it means we’ve found the right place.”
The place they came to inherently had supernatural elements; it was an Old Antique’s territory.
Whether the other was dead or alive was still unknown.
“Looks like we can only follow the small path and see.” Fang Shiming said.
Lin Qian nodded.
Ye Zhen had no objections; with a fight possible, his patience was plentiful.
The three didn’t use supernatural abilities but followed the small path forward.
The sky visibly darkened.
At the moment it got dark, all sounds around disappeared.
The surrounding environment was abnormally dark.
The wind howled; Fang Shiming looked up. “Rain’s here.”
Sure enough, the next moment, heavy rain poured from the sky.
The heavy rain quickly soaked the ground, hissing against bushes and leaves.
But the three remained calm, neither using umbrellas nor seeking shelter.
Rain fell toward the three, but a magical scene appeared.
The rain automatically bounced off when touching Lin Qian and Ye Zhen’s bodies.
Fang Shiming was even stranger; rain was blown away the moment it approached him.
As if there was wind around him.
The three were extremely domineering.
Directly using fierce ghost abilities to avoid the rain.
But all three felt it was nothing.
They continued walking forward.
The heavy rain was intense, both fierce and relentless.
As if trying to drown them with the rain.
Wind and rain battered, trees bending over.
Leaves and grass flying everywhere.
The three frowned slightly. “Such heavy rain.”
“There’s what seems like a ruined temple ahead,” Lin Qian suddenly said.
Ye Zhen stroked his chin; the three exchanged glances. “Go in and check?”
Though unafraid of wind and rain, traveling like this wasn’t pleasant.
Moreover, a ruined temple—they hadn’t seen it at all before.
Definitely something strange.
“Sure.”
Lin Qian and Fang Shiming had no objections.
The three agreed and headed straight for the ruined temple.
The ruined temple was truly rundown, in the style of a tiled house.
Covered in moss, tiles broken, rooftop with a big hole.
The ruined temple’s wooden door was half-covered.
It looked relatively intact.
They pushed open the temple door, which creaked under the strain but held firm without rotting in their hands.
The temple interior was very damp; at the broken rooftop spot, a small pond had formed.
That spot seemed like an intentional pit.
To catch rainwater.
The rest of the place was relatively dry.
But only compared to outside.
In the middle of the temple was a headless, handless Buddha statue.
The Buddha statue was clay-sculpted, right by the pit. Under the heavy rain, the clay statue showed no issues.
The three surveyed the surroundings and found no problems.
“Interesting.” Ye Zhen’s eyes turned, scanning around.
Then he looked up at the rooftop; there was a red beam.
And it was extremely intact, a bit waterlogged but not affecting overall use.
“Red beam, does that mean anything?”
Lin Qian asked.
“No idea, haven’t looked into it.” Fang Shiming shook his head, indicating even he, the knowledgeable businessman, didn’t know what the red beam signified.
“Looks fine. Shelter here from the rain or keep going?”
Ye Zhen looked at the two. “My opinion is to shelter here; this place looks off, maybe some abnormality will appear later.”
Both understood Ye Zhen’s intent; he was here for abnormalities.
“Let’s see first. Handle it if something abnormal appears; if not, leave when the rain stops.”
Lin Qian said.
Fang Shiming thought about it and had no objections.
The three found a slightly dry spot and sat down.
Ye Zhen took out his mobile phone to check and was immediately disappointed.
This ghost place had no signal.
He had wanted to play a game, but now he could only read novels.
Ye Zhen leaned against the wall, holding his mobile phone, reading the novel with relish.
Outside, wind and rain raged fiercely.
Fang Shiming stood by the window, watching the storm outside, and suddenly said, “Lin Qian, I think I should control a ghost that can make rain.”
Lin Qian looked up at the outside upon hearing this. “Could work; send it over if you catch one.”
Fang Shiming smiled and nodded. “Sure.”
Wind and rain combined would surely be an extremely terrifying supernatural method.
Just like his wind and snow.
“Lin Qian, about that little girl…”
That little girl during the day was going to detain that still-living C-level fierce ghost.
Wonder how it went.
Lin Qian stroked his chin. “Probably a tough time.”
“…”
“Is the ghost I’m detaining inside?”
The girl with the backpack looked at a crude map in her hand.
Then she glanced at the old house in front of her.
The girl swallowed, putting away the map.
Then she opened the backpack and took out a repeating crossbow and pistol.
“Succeed on the first try, come on, you can do it—it’s just a C-level fierce ghost; as long as you’re careful, no danger!”
The girl cheered herself up, then gathered courage and pushed open the old house’s door.
Creak.
The old wooden door made a piercing sound.
The girl was a bit unaccustomed but still walked in.
The old house was very dim, little light; the lantern hanging at the doorway seemed just decorative, useless.
Even more so inside the old house.
Many rooms, all tightly closed.
The girl cautiously surveyed the old house.
There was a ghost here; she had to be careful, careful, and extra careful.
Passing the front yard, she vigilantly avoided touching anything.
Seemed no danger.
The girl scratched her head.
Soon, she reached the backyard.
Then she immediately tensed up.
The reason: in the backyard, in the hall before the courtyard, an old man in a Zhongshan suit sat on a Grand Tutor’s Chair.
The girl swallowed, somewhat disbelieving she found the ghost so easily.
She quickly took out a photo and carefully compared.
After confirming it was her target, the girl’s confidence wavered.
But thinking she’d come this far, she couldn’t just give up halfway.
She gathered courage, raised the gun and repeating crossbow, aiming at the old man.
However, just as she mustered courage to act.
The old man, eyes closed as if dead, suddenly opened his eyes.
“…”
Inside the ruined temple.
It was quiet; outside, after two hours, the rain not only didn’t stop but intensified.
The three were resting with eyes closed.
The ruined temple was very dim.
Suddenly, a faint noise appeared.
Ye Zhen’s eyelids twitched slightly.
A foot in white embroidered shoes slowly dangled down from the red beam.
The ruined temple grew cold.
Soon, a woman in white mourning clothes fully dangled down.
A black hemp rope tightly around her neck.
The woman’s face was bluish-black, extremely ferocious.
Her neck rotten in patches.
A faint corpse stench appeared.
Suddenly, wind blew in the ruined temple; the eerie woman’s feet swayed slightly, then she moved toward the three.
This woman clearly wasn’t human at first glance!
However, just as the woman was about to approach, three pairs of cold eyes suddenly opened, coldly staring at the fierce ghost.
“I said there was something wrong here.”
Ye Zhen stood up and instantly appeared in front of the fierce ghost.
As Ye Zhen appeared, the fierce ghost reached out with both hands toward him, while black hemp ropes dangled from the beam.
“Mere parlor tricks.”
Ye Zhen punched the fierce ghost in the face.
Terrifying supernatural force erupted—rip!
The rope around the fierce ghost’s neck snapped; the fierce ghost was smashed to the ground by Ye Zhen’s punch.
The chill instantly vanished.
A snapped hemp rope fell to the ground.
The fierce ghost hit the ground and went dormant.
Ye Zhen shook his hand. “C-level, so weak.”
Lin Qian picked up the snapped hemp rope from the ground; it was actually a ghost too.
After the hemp rope snapped, the suddenly appeared hemp ropes disappeared.
He naturally tied a knot in the hemp rope and used it as a belt.
“Time to go.”
Ye Zhen picked up the fierce ghost and stored it away.
The other had an old bag at his waist; this bag seemed like a supernatural item.
It could shrink and store a ghost directly.
No idea where Ye Zhen got it.
The fierce ghost was dealt with.
No need for this ruined temple anymore.
From this ghost, they got basic intel.
Before the ghost appeared, they couldn’t sense the supernatural here.
That was the eerie part of this place.
