Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 228 Ghost Fire in the Eyes
"Hiss... Stop... Stop..."

Ran Qing struggled to speak, even though there was nothing in her throat.

But a strong feeling of fullness filled his throat, making it difficult for him to speak.

But Mo Li ignored Ran Qing's calls. Instead of stopping, she pushed the wooden stick in even harder.

boom!
The moment the wooden stick hit the bottom, Ran Qing felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and her head felt like it was about to explode.

But as the stick hit the bottom, the feeling of a swollen, foreign object in my throat suddenly disappeared.

Mo Li held up the rough wooden staff made of human heads with both hands and looked at Ran Qing curiously: "How do you feel? Is it uncomfortable?"

Ran Qing touched her throat and said, "I felt a little uncomfortable just now, but I don't feel anything now."

He subconsciously reached out and took the man-headed cane, a cane made of wooden sticks and thus fell into Ran Qing's hands.

The head that looked almost exactly like Ran Qing suddenly closed its eyes and its expression became calm, as if it had fallen asleep.

Ran Qing looked at the human head cane in her hand with surprise. The moment her fingers touched the cane, she felt a warm and familiar sensation.

It was as if he had touched not a broken stick, but a part of his own body.

He subconsciously stroked the rough shaft of the staff, then suddenly raised the staff with the human head and slammed it heavily on the ground.

At the top of the eerie staff, the head that looked exactly like Ran Qing suddenly opened its eyes.

A faint green light shone in the eye sockets of the human head, as if two will-o'-the-wisps were burning in the eye sockets.

Ran Qing didn't speak, but the mandrel he held moved its lips and made a sound.

"...I think I can use this to speak."

The living human head staff uttered these words.

But compared to Ran Qing's voice, the voice of the human head staff was deep and resonant, like a low-pitched bass cannon, giving people a sense of awe and shock.

Mo Li and Long Zongshu stared wide-eyed, stunned by what they saw.

Mo Li asked in surprise, "Could this be the purpose of the staff with the human head? A ritual implement used by ancient priests to perform supernatural feats?"

In the primitive tribal era, such a talking human head cane would be enough to terrify everyone.

Not to mention the sound of the staff with the severed head, which seemed to possess a strange, bewitching power.

Long Zongshu curiously approached and examined the cane with the human head, asking, "Does it have any other uses? Since it can speak for you, can it do other things for you?"

Ran Qing held up the cane with the human head and pointed around.

The ghastly green eyes of the skull staff emitted beams of green light, like two green flashlights, sweeping across the room.

Faint wisps of smoke appeared amidst the green light.

That was the aura of the Yin Altar, which was normally invisible to the naked eye.

When Ran Qing pointed the staff at the large vat filled with incense ash, ten faint, burning phantoms of incense sticks appeared in the vat...

"This thing can illuminate the netherworld and allow you to see things that don't exist?" Mo Li raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Does it have any other uses?"

Ran Qing remained expressionless, but the staff in his hand, bearing the human head, said, "So far, we've only discovered two uses for this place."

The words spoken by the staff of human heads subconsciously make people want to believe them.

Long Zongshu pointed at Ran Qing's hand in astonishment and said, "Ran Qing, your hand!"

The three of them looked down at the same time and saw a faint green line appear on the stick that Ran Qing was holding.

These green lines are like corroding a stick; although they are very thin, they are slowly increasing.

With a thought, Ran Qing suddenly closed his eyes with the staff in his hand, becoming calm and wooden once again.

And the green line immediately stopped growing.

Mo Li muttered, "It seems that not just any stick can be used..." This ordinary wooden stick clearly could not withstand the evil power of the human head staff.

Ran Qing briefly sensed the power of the man-headed staff, and the wooden stick was visibly corroded.

Ran Qing said, "We need to find a good stick to use as the cane."

Although only two powers were discovered, both of them were very useful.

Ran Qing had a hunch that the mandrel had other uses waiting for him to discover.

After all, it was a sacred artifact that every priest of the Zangke people wanted thousands of years ago; it was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Mo Li chuckled and said, "This thing should be better than the old woman's 'dead man hammer,' right? It feels like it could be used to fight ghosts. And it can make your voice come out. Next time, try using it to chant a spell; maybe it'll be even more powerful..."

Mo Li made this suggestion.

Long Zongshu observed curiously for a while, then suddenly said, "...So that human-faced demon is actually a good thing?"

"If we kill it, we can make it into a magical artifact."

Long Zongshu asked, puzzled, "But why did this monster target you?"

"If Aunt Liu also had a similar cane with human heads, why haven't you seen her use it, Ran Qing?"

Long Zongshu thought about it more deeply.

While the staff with the human head was interesting, Ryuzo was more concerned with the information behind it.

Ran Qing's expression froze, and the joy of obtaining the novel magical artifact vanished instantly.

He looked down at the staff with the human head in his hand and said, "Indeed, if Aunt Liu had also seen the human-faced demon and killed one to make the staff with the human head, then that means she also has at least four Ghost Luo Ancient Coins?"

Ran Qing followed this line of thought and suddenly felt that there was a huge amount of information.

But if Aunt Liu has a staff with a human head and four ancient ghost coins, why didn't Ran Qing see these things when he met her?

Mo Li was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "Actually... I think what's more important than this is whether the human-faced demon's death will end things."

Mo Li looked at Ran Qing with a serious expression and said, "This human-faced demon has inexplicably set his sights on you, and he also set his sights on this old woman before."

"But you and I both killed the human-faced demon, and we both made a deal with the mandrill and made a staff with a human head."

"But after that, the old woman still died..."

A gloomy light flickered in Mo Li's eyes: "Then, will the thing that killed this old woman also come to harm you?"

Mo Li's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.

Ran Qing became even calmer.

He looked at the staff with the severed head in his hand and immediately felt immense pressure.

The death of Aunt Liu remains a mystery to this day.

He didn't know how his sixth aunt died; he had previously thought she had been harmed by an unseen monster.

But now it has been discovered that Aunt Liu not only killed the human-faced demon, but also found a way to make a staff with a human head.

So what exactly killed Aunt Liu?

Will the other party also target Ran Qing, who is also a practitioner of spirit mediumship?

Ran Qing's expression was rather grim.

Long Zongshu shook his head, instead remaining optimistic: "Even if something really has its eye on the Yin-walking people, it can't kill you all at once."

"Perhaps after you kill this human-faced demon, nothing will come looking for you anymore."

(End of this chapter)