Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 335 Human Leg
The mountain spirit steals the soul!

Ran Qing's spirits lifted when she saw the stiff, eerie scarecrow dragging out the phantom of a middle-aged man from the bridal chamber.

But the next second, it seemed as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

An unprecedented feeling of weakness swept over her, and Ran Qing almost closed her eyes and fell asleep.

This technique in "The Art of Witchcraft and Ghosts" is indeed very powerful; it managed to snatch Ran Jianfei's soul back in just a few seconds.

However, it also consumed a tremendous amount of Ran Qing's own Yin energy.

and……

Boom!

A terrifying muffled thud.

The door to the black and white bridal chamber was suddenly kicked open, and the lifeless body of a woman dressed in a bright red wedding gown, pale-faced and with a blank and painful expression, appeared coldly at the entrance.

There was a noticeable bruise on the woman's neck.

That was caused by hanging himself.

Seeing this fierce and eerie female ghost, even though she was mentally prepared, Ran Qing was still momentarily dazed by the fact that her face was exactly the same as her mother's and that she died in the same manner.

Inside the black and white, cold-toned earthen fortress, such a brightly colored female ghost... is incredibly eye-catching.

The incense sticks standing in front of the staff with the human head suddenly burned faster the moment the female ghost stepped out of the bridal chamber.

The incense sticks, which suddenly accelerated their burning speed, instantly created a thick, pungent layer of smoke in the courtyard.

The acrid smoke swept directly towards the bridal chamber, instantly obscuring the female corpse that had emerged from it.

The stiff, eerie scarecrow had already dragged Ran Jianfei's soul to Ran Qing's side.

The next second, the scarecrow collapsed and all its eerie aura vanished.

The technique of the mountain spirit stealing the soul is now complete.

The middle-aged man's spirit lying on the ground had a blank expression and a dazed look.

He was forcibly dragged out by the mountain spirit and was in a completely irrational state, because at this moment, theoretically, he was still inside the female ghost.

Only by bringing him back to the mortal realm as soon as possible and returning him to his original body can we sever his connection with the female ghost.

Only then can he regain his senses!

Without the slightest hesitation, Ran Qing dragged Ran Jianfei's soul from the ground and rushed towards the outside of the earthen fortress.

The smoke from those burning incense sticks should, in theory, have stopped the female ghost behind him for at least ten minutes.

That's how it should be...

As Ran Qing dragged the almost weightless Ran Jianfei out of the earthen fortress gate, a chilling, biting wind swept up from behind them.

As he sprinted forward, he glanced back.

From the shadows behind them, a strange, bright red ghostly figure came chasing after them with incredible speed.

The blood-red ghostly figure swayed in the darkness, flickering in a bizarre manner that no living person could possibly possess.

With a single flash, it can instantly close the distance by several meters.

In just a few breaths, the female ghost had caught up with Ran Qing.

The two sides were almost touching.

Ran Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly put the Nuo opera mask she was wearing on the back of her head onto her face.

In an instant, an immense force erupted from Ran Qing's body.

He was like a crazed silverback gorilla, carrying Ran Jianfei's soul as he ran wildly along the desolate mountain path.

The excited roars of the evil lords echoed in his ears.

These evil lords haven't used Ran Qing's body for a long time.

After becoming a spirit medium, Ran Qing used the mask less and less.

So much so that every time they put on the mask, the evil lords would become incredibly agitated and excited.

Ran Qing's sudden burst of speed immediately widened the distance between him and the female ghost chasing behind him.

In the dark, gloomy, and desolate world, there was nothing at all.

There were no burial sites, no wandering evil spirits, and none of the strange and malevolent creatures mentioned in "Witchcraft and Ghostly Arts".

This world seems to have always been desolate and empty.

It was basically the same as when Ran Qing came.

He had even crossed the place where he met the demon-eyed goat god and arrived at the area where he had previously seen the strange objects in the haunted house.

But these places that once housed eerie haunted houses have also become desolate and empty.

The excited roars of the evil lords rang in Ran Qing's ears.

"...The Sheep God is helping you!"

"He saw the future!" "You must have opened the Ghost King's coffin!"

"Do not forget our agreement!"

The evil lords were extremely excited, believing that Ran Qing would definitely be able to open the Ghost King's Coffin in the future, and reminded Ran Qing not to forget the agreement made when the altar was opened.

However, Ran Qing, who was running smoothly and at full speed, looked back and felt a chill run through her body.

He ran wildly, his speed exceeding the limits of human endurance.

But the eerie, blood-red ghostly figure continued to follow closely behind, even closing the distance.

The angry roars of the evil lords echoed in my ears.

"...Go back and eat it!"

"Eat it!"

The female ghost's relentless pursuit clearly enraged these frenzied evil lords.

Influenced by them, Ran Qing also felt a violent and angry emotion.

But he quickly suppressed his rage and gritted his teeth to continue running forward.

A sharp, needle-like pain suddenly appeared in both feet.

Invoking the evil master did indeed cause Ran Qing to unleash a terrifying speed that no human should possess.

However, running for such a long time clearly exceeds the physiological limits of humans.

Ran Qing glanced down and her eyelids twitched violently.

In his frantic escape, the soles of his shoes were completely crushed, and his bloody feet were exposed on the ground with no protection. His feet were a bloody mess, and even the white bones of his toes were showing.

My calves and thighs were swollen and bruised to twice their normal size, with bulging veins and bruises, making it seem like my legs would explode at any moment.

The roars of the evil lords continued to explode.

"I'll eat it later!"

"Stop running!"

"Eat it!"

The evil lords' anger urged Ran Qing to stop.

If Ran Qing keeps running like this, she'll probably run herself to death in the Wujiang Ghost Realm.

Being chased to death... This outcome clearly angered and insulted the evil lords.

They roared that they wanted to go back and eat the ghost.

But Ran Qing refused to listen to the evil masters' orders.

He calmly and rationally endured the excruciating pain in his feet and continued running wildly in the darkness.

The moment he saw Wuzhai Pass in the distance, Ran Qing's vision went black, he lost his footing and fell straight to the ground.

Fortunately, his pain was greatly reduced while wearing the Nuo opera mask.

But Ran Qing, who had lowered her head, felt a tremor in her heart.

Because in the instant he turned around, he saw not only the eerie, blood-red shadow rapidly approaching.

There was even a bloody foot left behind.

—He actually lost one of his legs while running!

At that moment, Ran Qing instantly thought of the Ghost Eye Sheep God and the eyes that the Ghost Eye Sheep God had given him.

—Could it be that the Demon-Eyed Goat God really foresaw the future? And he's already using it so soon?

Ran Qing pulled up her sleeve, revealing five eyeballs densely packed together on her arm.

Five eerie, blood-red ghost eyes wriggled and stared at Ran Qing.

The next second, one of the ghost eyes disappeared.

Ran Qing found that the pain in her foot had instantly disappeared.

He jumped up on the spot, and with his legs back to normal, he once again unleashed a speed that no ordinary person should have, rushing towards the outside of Wuzhai Pass.

In the eerie, dark place, only a bloodied foot remained standing.

But soon, the blood-red ghost disappeared.

Suddenly, a chilling rustling sound rang out in the originally dark and desolate mountain forest.

It seemed as if many things were wriggling and gathering in the darkness.

Then came the strange sounds of chewing and scrambling.

The bloodied, living right leg that remained in place quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Even the bones were gnawed clean...

(End of this chapter)