Chapter 128: Burial Mound, Saving People

Jian Chongying was in so much pain that his face was white and colorless. Ignoring the pain, he immediately shouted at Qi Hao and Wang Xuewen, “Let’s run back!”

The three were just about to retreat into the secret room and run back the other way, when the sound of scraping rang out again up ahead.

A skeleton was standing hunched next to a stone pillar and sharpening a blade on it. As it did so, the head on the skeletal frame suddenly turned 180 degrees to look at them; that face was clearly Si Yinghua’s – no, it should be said that the head was clearly Si Yinghua’s.

Si Yinghua had gone blind in one eye. His face was smeared with blood and his mouth had been sewn tightly shut with needle and thread. If they hadn’t been very familiar with his appearance, they might not have recognized him right away.

‘Si Yinghua’ finished sharpening his blade and straightened up. He flashed them a ghastly, eerie smile, his lips pulling back in a particularly deformed way because of the tight stitches.

His terrifying, ghastly appearance and that smile made the three men’s hair stand on end. Wang Xuewen and Qi Hao were so scared that their legs gave way on the spot.

“He… he… Si… Si Yinghua? He’s dead too?” Wang Xuewen couldn’t believe it.

Qi Hao and Jian Chongying were silent.

The three of them were already full of despair, and suddenly seeing that Si Yinghua had turned into a ghost thing, they were full of desperate grief. For the first time, they truly understood the cruelty of life.

Although they had seen Sun Jiezhen, Jiang Meng, and Chen Bing die earlier, they weren’t familiar with them, after all. Apart from how horrible their deaths had been, so horrible that it shook and frightened the boys, they hadn’t felt anything else.

But seeing how ‘Si Yinghua’ had now turned into a ghost thing, they felt true despair. They were all going to die. Actually, they knew that they couldn’t escape death; it was only a matter of when.

Thinking this, even Jian Chongying, who has always been calm, felt his eyes redden. He extremely regretted coming to this King Ying’s tomb to explore and do a livestream.

Once again, he regretted coming here to court death!

At that moment, the sound of a blade being dragged over the ground rang out again from behind them. This time, there really was a wolf in the front and a tiger in the back. The monsters were blocking both exits in the secret room, and there was no way to escape.

Qi Hao stifled his crying, but Wang Xuewen burst into uncontrollable tears. “Are we going to turn into these ghost things when we die later?!”

Qi Hao and Jian Chongying were filled with despair, and Wang Xuewen roared again, “I don’t want to die! Why the hell did I have to come here?!”

The three people’s faces turned very ugly at the thought that they would become monsters like this later. They even thought of killing themselves first.

The two ghost things, one in front and one in the back, dragged their blades over the ground and seemed to get more excited when they heard the boys’ cries and breakdown. The scraping of the blades over the ground also became louder and louder. Their movements were slow and unhurried, as if they were in no hurry to kill them. Their sinister expressions seemed particularly gloating.

The three stared vigilantly at both sides.

Jian Chongying’s face was deathly pale because of the serious injury to his arm and blood loss. He gritted his teeth and suddenly made a decision as he said in a low voice, “Haozi, give me your last talisman. I’ll draw the one in front away later, and you run with Wang Xuewen! Don’t worry about me!”

As soon as Jian Chongying finished speaking, Qi Hao and Wang Xuewen’s faces changed drastically, and they spat out in unison, “No!”

Wang Xuewen even suggested, “Chongying, Haozi, why don’t we kill ourselves together first? I don’t want to turn into a monster anyway!”

Jian Chongying didn’t say much to them, but moved quickly and suddenly took out a talisman from the inside pocket of Qi Hao’s clothes. When he threw it out, it directly blasted a hole in the chest of the ghost thing in front of him. Drawing the ghost thing’s anger, he lured it to the side and immediately shouted at Wang Xuewen and Qi Hao, “Run!”

Wang Xuewen and Qi Hao watched as the ghost thing gave an eerie, angry smile and raised its blade to chop at Jian Chongying’s head. The other ghost thing also seemed enraged and raised its blade to cut Jian Chongying in half.

Seeing the two sharp, gleaming blades approach Jian Chongying, the two thought that he was dead for sure, and they collapsed and howled in despair, “Chongying!”

Suddenly, two blood talismans which glowed with a bright red light flew into the tomb. The two sharp blades collided with the red light with a loud bang and immediately shattered into pieces. As the blades clattered to the ground, the two ghosts wailed tragically. The tomb shook and broken rock crashed to the ground as if the place was going to collapse.

“Why are you crying? Shut up first!”