Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 302 Revolving Lantern

The room was eerily silent.

As the middle-aged woman in the chair slumped down, Chen Laosan's zombie body froze in place, like a machine that had lost power.

The eerie sounds from the inner room also fell silent instantly. It was as if all the people who had previously filled the room had vanished without a trace.

Even the human-headed Gu worms on Ran Qing's body fell off one by one.

But Ran Qing understood that this was not safe; on the contrary, it was even more dangerous.

He struggled to his feet, ignoring the scrapes on his knees from the fall, and strode over to Chen Laosan's zombie. He pulled out some white paper and chicken blood from his canvas bag, hastily wrote a "corpse-suppressing talisman" for the spirit medium, and stuck it on the zombie's forehead.

He wasn't a professional at dealing with zombies, but the spirit medium had ghost runes to suppress corpses, which could be used to deal with these unclaimed zombies.

The zombie was subdued, preventing it from running amok. Ran Qing then lifted the curtain and stepped into the dark room.

The dark room was empty, except for a black jar placed in the corner.

Ran Qing checked the jar's lid to make sure it was sealed tightly, then wrote two more "evil-suppressing talismans" and pasted them on the jar.

After completing all this and ensuring that the contents of the jar wouldn't go berserk, Ran Qing finally left the smelly room filled with the stench of sweat and sourness.

Back in the living room, she saw green beetles crawling all over the middle-aged woman's body, covering her entire body.

The wriggling beetles leaped on the woman's body, and the surging green waves were enough to make one's scalp tingle.

The beetles not only crawled all over her body, but even burrowed into her nostrils, mouth, and ears, as if trying to enter her body.

Such a bizarre scene made Long Zongshu uneasy.

"...Ran Qing, these Gu worms won't eat people, will they?" Long Zongshu muttered in a low voice.

Gu masters are dangerous and treacherous, and their methods of refining Gu are cruel and brutal, so the Gu worms they create are also violent and bloodthirsty.

Once the Gu Master dies or loses consciousness, these Gu worms will often be the first to turn against the Gu Master.

Although she was in cahoots with the ghost breeders, Aunt Ranqing was not part of their lineage.

The things in the jar in her room were clearly some kind of Gu worm.

Moreover, she likely had Gu worms growing inside her body.

As her consciousness faded, her belly and temples bulged outwards, as if something tiny inside her was trying to break out.

Ran Qing glanced at Mo Li, still feeling a sense of unreality about the powerful force the girl was displaying.

He spent every day with Mo Li, eating and living together, but he never realized that Mo Li's petite body contained such strange strength.

In the previous dangerous encounters, Mo Li didn't seem to have had a chance to use her superhuman strength, resulting in her weak presence...

Ran Qing's gaze made Mo Li raise an eyebrow.

"What? You can't believe it? You're only allowed to learn the evil arts of demons and monsters, but I'm not allowed to have any real skills?" Mo Li's words made perfect sense.

Long Zongshu, a fan of martial arts novels, was very interested in this topic at the moment.

He asked eagerly, "Does internal energy really exist in this world? Mo Li, do you know any light-body skills? Can you fly over rooftops and walk on walls?"

Mo Li shook his head: "I don't have internal energy, nor do I know lightness skills. As for flying over rooftops and jumping over walls or over courtyards, that's no problem, but leaping dozens of meters like in TV dramas is impossible."

"What I'm learning is called Chinese martial arts, which was developed during the Republic of China era and has various schools."

Seeing the longing and expectation in Long Zongshu's eyes, Mo Li shook his head and poured cold water on his hopes.

"Stop fantasizing, the kind of martial arts you read in wuxia novels doesn't exist."

"Traditional martial arts can strengthen the body, and once you reach a certain level, you can easily take down three or five strong men... but it still can't beat guns and cannons." "Don't even mention modern technology, it can't even beat antique guns from World War I."

As Mo Li spoke, he sighed and said, "During the Boxer Rebellion in 1900, when the Eight-Nation Alliance was at the age of 52, Master Cheng Tinghua, who was practicing Baguazhang, saw foreign soldiers bullying women in the street. He stepped forward and slapped the foreign soldiers down with two slaps. He was truly awe-inspiring."

"But then the foreign soldiers found him and shot him in a row."

Mo Liju's example directly extinguished Long Zongshu's fantasies and expectations about martial arts.

Ran Qing nodded and said, "Auntie Shen also mentioned that a certain Grand Master who had achieved great cultivation and could summon heavenly lightning was shot in the head on the spot after getting into an argument with a passerby."

As she spoke, Ran Qing looked at the slumped figure in the chair in front of her.

Ran Qing gradually accepted Mo Li's amazing martial arts skills.

Although I don't know where she, the daughter of a spirit medium, learned martial arts.

But since Mo Li didn't say anything, Ran Qing couldn't ask either.

He walked over to the chair. The middle-aged woman, slumped in the chair, was not completely dead, but she was barely breathing.

She lay limply in the chair, her expression blank, her eyes unfocused, and blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

The most serious injury was to her chest, which was visibly dented, and countless ribs were broken.

Those broken ribs pierced into the lungs, causing massive internal bleeding.

Ran Qing was starting to have a headache: "You just killed her, how are we supposed to question her now..."

If the person is alive, Ran Qing has a way to coax them into revealing their true thoughts, as long as she can control them.

But once a person dies, their consciousness falls into chaos and their memories begin to blur, which is very troublesome.

If they become ghosts, communication will be even more difficult.

Besides, this woman is, after all, my mother's older sister.

Although she knew the other party was no good, this woman, believing she had victory in her grasp, was willing to spare the life of her young nephew, Ran Qing.

...There was no sadness, not even pity.

But seeing her tragic and sudden death, Ran Qing's emotions were still somewhat complicated.

He sighed and said, "He only has himself to blame..."

Mo Li stood aside and muttered to himself, "Who knew she was so weak? She couldn't even withstand one punch... I had already held back."

Looking at the Gu worms crawling all over the woman's body, Long Zongshu said, "She only has one breath left. Is there any way to get her to talk?"

If we can't get anything out of them, then our lead for tonight will be cut off.

Although the woman had already answered several important questions in the previous Q&A session, helping Ran Qing and the others to understand the cause and effect.

However, Ran Qing and his group still knew nothing about the core secrets of the ghost breeders and the identities of other ghost breeders.

Ran Qing pondered for a moment and said, "While she's still alive, I'll enter her dream. This is my last chance."

Ran Qing calmly said, "In the last period before a person dies, all the events of their past life will appear before their eyes. The elderly call this a 'revolving lantern.'"

“I can enter her dreams and watch her death scene from an outsider’s perspective.”

"Although we can't get complete information just by looking at the images, it's better than getting nothing at all..."

(End of this chapter)