Chapter 175: Ghost Play, The Chopping Of The Beauty!
The Fierce Ghost’s line of sight was no longer fixed on them.
The three of them temporarily breathed a sigh of relief.
After the middle-aged man scanned the entire venue, he turned around and walked down the stage with stiff steps.
And the moment the middle-aged man stepped down from the opera stage, a thick white mist suddenly rose on the opera stage.
Under the eerie green light, it appeared extremely creepy.
The Ghost Play was about to begin.
Suddenly, the mist thinned out.
Immediately after, at some unknown time, a bizarre scene appeared within the mist.
An altar, behind which sat a person dressed in official robes, with black face paint, a white moon on his forehead, and wearing an official hat.
On both sides stood two people dressed as constables, also made up with face paint.
The two had ferocious face paint and held black batons.
They looked extremely terrifying.
And in front of the altar, a cleaver was strangely placed.
It was the Dragon Head’s.
Next to the cleaver, a person dressed in prison clothes, with disheveled hair, head bowed, but also with face paint, was kneeling.
Beside him, a knife-wielding constable stood.
Seeing this scene and this setup, Fang Shiming had some guesses in his mind.
“Chopping the Beauty Case?”
Fang Shiming’s voice, carried by the Ghost Wind, rang in the two men’s ears.
Lin Qian gave an almost imperceptible nod, “Possibly.”
“Never seen it.” Ye Zhen said bluntly.
The three communicated supernaturally without causing any taboos.
‘The prince consort steps forward to examine: It reads Qin Xianglian, thirty-two years old, accusing the current prince consort. Deceiving the king, scorning the emperor, the regretful groom takes in a son-in-law, kills wife and destroys heir, heartless, forces Han Qi to death in the temple hall.’
Suddenly, a eerie opera voice rang out.
The three men’s pupils suddenly contracted.
Without any hesitation, they directly pierced their own eardrums.
The first time hearing a ghost sing opera, they didn’t know what it was.
But at this moment, they understood.
One word, one Supernatural Attack.
Sing once, attack once.
And each time more terrifying than the last.
Dead man speaks, Ghost Play begins!
Lin Qian stared intently at the stage.
The Fierce Ghost in his body inexplicably became restless.
It was a Puzzle Piece!
There was a Ghost Performer on the opera stage!
Lin Qian’s eyes scanned back and forth over the opera stage.
He didn’t notice that the moment the dead man opened his mouth to sing opera, the surrounding Fierce Ghosts quietly underwent a change.
At the farthest edge, for some unknown reason, suddenly twenty or thirty seats were vacated.
The ghosts, no one knew where they had gone.
None of the three noticed this eerie situation.
“Found which one it is yet?”
Fang Shiming’s voice rang in their minds.
Lin Qian shook his head, his pair of Ghost Eyes continuously scanning back and forth over every Fierce Ghost on the opera stage.
Was it the kneeling ghost, or the one sitting playing the judge…
Or maybe those three constables?
There were only this many ghosts on the opera stage.
Adding up to just five.
“No.”
Lin Qian said.
“I’ve seen the Chopping the Beauty Case, there aren’t many people here, and some haven’t come out yet.”
Fang Shiming said.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, “But I feel like the ghost is already on the opera stage.”
“Is that so?”
Fang Shiming’s gaze flickered, “Have Ye Zhen go up and check?”
“You really don’t fear Ye Zhen dying, do you.”
Lin Qian glanced at Fang Shiming.
Fang Shiming shook his head, “Wanting Ye Zhen dead is hard.”
“I know some opera troupe rules, once the play starts, it must be sung to the end.”
“I’ve also heard some rumors about Ghost Play.”
“Now, if we do anything to disturb this play, we’ll definitely trigger the Killer Ghost’s Killing Pattern here.”
“Even worse, the ‘audience’ here will have their Killing Patterns triggered by us first.”
Lin Qian nodded, “I know, but right now there’s no method, unless we can confirm which one is the ghost I want.”
“One hit, then leave immediately, otherwise we’ll be attacked by the group.”
“A bit difficult, without a Ghost Domain, leaving here is hard.”
“Moreover, you should have noticed, sitting on the stools is safe now, once we leave the stools, we might be directly attacked by Fierce Ghosts.”
“You just saw those Ghost Hands emerging from the ground, not low Terror Level.”
“One slip, all three of us are done for here.”
So many Fierce Ghosts, all pulled underground by the Ghost Hands, without any chance of breaking free.
Those Fierce Ghosts’ Terror Levels weren’t low, they could hold out for a while against them.
Yet they couldn’t even break free from the Ghost Hands.
This showed that the Ghost Hands emerging from underground had a Terror Level above these Fierce Ghosts.
And most importantly, those Ghost Hands emerged simultaneously.
Attacking so many ghosts at once, the Terror Level of such a Fierce Ghost was self-evident.
“This isn’t even the most dangerous part, mainly you can’t confirm which ghost is the one you want.”
“If we grab the wrong one, we might not have another chance.”
Fang Shiming analyzed rationally.
Lin Qian also knew the current situation.
And they didn’t know what kind of attack they’d suffer if they disrupted the Ghost Play.
They could sense the danger in this place.
Definitely very terrifying.
“Have Ye Zhen go, grab them all directly.”
Fang Shiming suggested.
Lin Qian thought for a moment, “No other way right now, let’s try.”
The Ghost Performer was on the opera stage, unclear which one, just have Ye Zhen catch them all.
Anyway, didn’t Ye Zhen have a bag that could hold ghosts?
If the situation goes wrong, stuff them all in and escape.
“Ye Zhen, get on the opera stage, don’t let any ghost up there go, Fang Shiming keep watch, I’ll clear the field.”
Lin Qian said.
Ye Zhen nodded upon hearing this.
Then, he stood up in one step, Substitute Death activated, instantly swapping him to the opera stage.
Lin Qian and Fang Shiming were stunned for a moment.
But the next moment they reacted instantly.
Fang Shiming was entirely wrapped in Ghost Wind and quickly left his seat.
Lin Qian stood up directly.
Extreme icy cold emanated from his whole body.
Ice rapidly spread around him.
In the blink of an eye, all the audience were turned into ice sculptures by Lin Qian.
And the moment Lin Qian stood up.
Black hand palms suddenly emerged from the ground, directly grabbing toward Lin Qian.
The hand palms directly shattered the ice layer, instantly grabbing Lin Qian’s legs.
The ground became extremely soft, like lake water.
Lin Qian’s heart sank.
The moment he was grabbed by the pitch-black Ghost Hand, his lower body instantly lost sensation.
At the same time, the Killer Ghost in his body surprisingly didn’t evade this attack.
He was directly touched by the ghost.
“Lin Qian!”
“The ghost got out!”
Fang Shiming in the air thought it was fine after seeing all the Fierce Ghosts in the venue frozen.
But suddenly, he noticed that the ice layers on some ghosts cracked or melted.
This meant Lin Qian’s supernatural had no effect on those ghosts.
No, not no effect, but Lin Qian’s this Supernatural Attack didn’t constitute a threat to those ghosts.
“Got it.”
The Fierce Ghost in his body was rapidly being suppressed.
These Ghost Hands’ Terror Level was very high, ridiculously high.
A shovel appeared, Lin Qian shoveled at these Ghost Hands with one swing.
The moment the shovel touched the Ghost Hand, those arms shrank back rapidly as if encountering a natural enemy.
As the Ghost Hands retracted one by one, ice layers rapidly formed under Lin Qian’s feet, lifting him up.
At the same time, the bone-chilling cold around doubled instantly.
Those Fierce Ghosts that had broken free from the freeze were instantly re-frozen in the blink of an eye.
This supernatural was even more terrifying.
The shadow under Lin Qian’s feet wriggled slightly, stretching extremely long.
And at this moment, Ye Zhen displayed the Fierce Ghost ability he had just obtained.
Yin cold emerged, seven shadows instantly appeared on the opera stage.
The shadows stretched long, all converging under Ye Zhen’s feet.
Ye Zhen stomped down.
All the Fierce Ghosts’ heads on the opera stage caved in at that moment.
The Fierce Ghosts fell directly, under supernatural suppression, their supernatural sank into dormancy.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, terrifying supernatural continuously outputting, suppressing all the Fierce Ghosts present.
But this was only temporary, he alone couldn’t suppress so many ghosts.
Could only briefly make them unable to move.
Joking, he wasn’t strong enough yet to suppress three hundred ghosts at once.
If his ghosts weren’t in a crashed state, he’d already be undergoing Fierce Ghost Revival right now.
“Ye Zhen, hurry!”
Lin Qian shouted to Ye Zhen.
But Ye Zhen acted as if he hadn’t heard.
But no matter, Ye Zhen had already simultaneously suppressed all the Fierce Ghosts on the opera stage.
At this moment, he was planning to bag all the Fierce Ghosts.
But at this very moment.
A sinister eerie opera voice rang out.
“Chop~!”
The next moment, on the altar, an arrow token strangely dropped from the Bamboo Tube on the altar to the ground.
Ye Zhen keenly sensed something wrong and wanted to stop it.
But the next moment.
The Dragon Head Cleaver on the opera stage lifted directly, and Ye Zhen strangely knelt in front of the cleaver.
Click~!
The Dragon Head Cleaver fell.
Human head rolled.
Ye Zhen’s expression was horrified.
The headless corpse suddenly stood up, a wave of yin cold instantly bred, Ye Zhen’s body visibly turning blue-black.
On the opera stage, Ye Zhen’s head showed terror.
The head rolled, about to fall off the opera stage.
Seeing this, Fang Shiming and Lin Qian were both somewhat surprised.
What was Ye Zhen doing?
Not using Substitute Death yet?
“Save him!”
Ye Zhen suddenly shouted.
Lin Qian reacted instantly, his figure appearing directly in front of Ye Zhen’s head, grabbing it ahead.
Then directly stepping to Ye Zhen’s headless corpse, quickly installing the head back on.
The moment the head connected, the yin cold and blue-black on Ye Zhen disappeared instantly.
But Ye Zhen’s expression remained terrified.
“Chop~!”
Another eerie opera voice rang out.
Lin Qian’s expression changed.
“Get off the opera stage!”
Fang Shiming shouted.
But it was too late.
Ye Zhen and Lin Qian strangely knelt in front of the re-lifted Dragon Head Cleaver.
Directly sticking their heads in.
The cleaver fell.
Fang Shiming’s expression changed drastically.
Damn, they’re gonna die!
Ye Zhen got chopped, couldn’t even use Substitute Death.
If Lin Qian got chopped, things would be serious.
But at the moment the cleaver was about to fall.
The surrounding environment seemed to stagnate for a moment.
Click~!
The cleaver fell, two heads rolled down.
Fang Shiming thought it was over.
But the next moment, the sounds of Lin Qian and Ye Zhen gasping heavily rang in his ears.
Fang Shiming turned sharply, finding the two standing beside him unharmed.
He looked back at the opera stage, seeing upon closer look that they were two ghosts.
“Ye Zhen, what’s your situation?”
Fang Shiming looked at Ye Zhen, whose expression was unsettled.
Ye Zhen touched his neck, “The opponent directly separated me from the ghost.”
Lin Qian’s expression fluctuated, just now if his head had come off, that would be real trouble.
“Must-die attack, can’t dodge, I could only use Restart Time to evade.”
Hearing Lin Qian, Fang Shiming’s expression also changed.
“Separation, that should be dismemberment, just now Ye Zhen your head came off, but you could still maintain consciousness.”
Fang Shiming said.
“Can say that, anyway, at that time my head still had supernatural coverage, couldn’t sense any ghosts in my body.”
After Ye Zhen lost his head, the ghosts in his body began Revival, including the Scapegoat.
If not for Lin Qian’s quick reaction, Ye Zhen would have been done here.
“Though we faced a life-and-death crisis, it’s not without gains.”
Lin Qian stared intently at the Bamboo Tube on the opera stage.
The ghost was in the Bamboo Tube, no, or rather, the Bamboo Tube was the ghost.
The source of this Ghost Play was the Bamboo Tube.
Crack crack crack~!
While the three were talking.
Below on the ground, all the Fierce Ghosts broke free from the freeze without warning.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself, trouble.
After one Restart, the supernatural suppression relaxed.
Though already at the limit long ago.
But this break free was too fast.
In an instant, the entire environment turned sinister.
Pairs of eerie eyes lifted simultaneously, looking toward the three.
The three felt hairs standing on end.
“Ye Zhen, Bamboo Tube, the Bamboo Tube on the altar is the ghost, the source, take it, the Ghost Play might end.”
Lin Qian said rapidly.
Had to be fast, the ghosts on the opera stage had recovered.
Clearly, the next attack was coming.
The ghosts that broke suppression could attack them at any time.
“How many more Restarts can you do?” Ye Zhen asked.
“Without using that suppressed ghost of mine, I can Restart ten times.”
Upon getting the answer, Ye Zhen didn’t hesitate, instantly appearing on the opera stage.
He stepped to the front of the altar, grabbing the Bamboo Tube.
And at that instant, the eerie voice rang out.
“Chop~!”
Ye Zhen’s expression changed, “Lin Qian!”
The surrounding environment seemed to stagnate for an instant.
Click~!
Head rolled.
A Fierce Ghost’s head rolled off the opera stage, instantly pulled into the ground by a black hand palm.
Ye Zhen gasped heavily, heart lingering with fear.
He never wanted to experience that controlled feeling again.
“Here!”
Ye Zhen wiped his cold sweat, handing the Bamboo Tube to Lin Qian.
Lin Qian reached out to take it, immediately the Fierce Ghost in his body became restless.
Puzzle Piece, confirmed Puzzle Piece.
A Puzzle Piece made into a Supernatural Item.
Lin Qian directly Plundered.
The Bamboo Tube was directly enveloped in Black Mist, vanishing instantly.
The moment he Controlled this ghost to complete the Ghost Performer Puzzle Piece.
His expression suddenly changed.
“Fuck!”
Without hesitation, he shouted, “Go!”
Though unclear what happened, the two instantly left.
Lin Qian vanished in a blink.
Ice Crystals on the ground visibly annihilated.
And at that moment.
A click sound rang out.
Thud, thud~!
Heads strangely fell one by one.
On a rooftop.
Ye Zhen, Fang Shiming, Lin Qian, the three fell onto the rooftop.
They looked in terror at their severed lower bodies, eyes full of lingering fear.
