Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 382 Freeze
As night falls, the city of Moonlight is dimly lit and traffic is sparse.

The greyish-white fox darted about in the shadows of the street, looking like a stray dog, completely inconspicuous.

The few passersby who occasionally walked by ignored him.

In the distance, the neon lights above the KTV bar entrance flickered with an ambiguous and psychedelic pink halo. The heavy, resonant music, along with the laughter of the women dressed in flamboyant attire at the entrance, echoed inside. Several young people wearing jeans and decorated with thin iron chains sat in a row on the iron railings by the roadside.

As the old fox walked past them, one of the young men who was urinating in front of a roadside tree was startled by the sudden appearance of the strange object, and a few drops of urine splattered onto his trousers.

The other young people sitting in a row on the iron railing immediately burst into laughter, bending over backwards.

The unlucky young man blushed, angrily picked up the brick from the ground, and when he looked up again, his gaze was drawn to a young and graceful figure.

It was a girl walking from the other end of the street, with long, jet-black hair, a slender figure, and a pretty white dress, like a pure white flower blooming in the mountains. She stood out starkly from the surrounding environment filled with strong perfume and noisy music.

The young people sitting in a row on the railing all turned their heads towards it.

Some people licked their lips, while others let go and fell from the railing.

Before the restless young people could say anything, Ran Qing, who was walking at the front, looked over coldly.

He didn't say anything, he just glanced at it.

The group of young people by the roadside froze as if they had seen a vengeful ghost.

An indescribable, chilling, and bone-chilling fear rose from their backs.

At that moment, they were so terrified that their minds went blank and their bodies froze completely.

Only after the three men had gone far away did the group of young people come to their senses, as if they had just escaped a disaster.

"Damn! That kid glared at me..."

"Damn it, where did this brat come from? So arrogant?"

After the young people calmed down, they immediately started cursing and swearing, but under the cover of night, none of these arrogant young people dared to chase after them.

Even their shouts and curses were lowered without them realizing it.

Ran Qing and his two companions, moving under the cover of night, had already shaken off the group of idle young men sitting and watching the game on the roadside, and chased after the old fox into another street.

The group of carefree young men with brightly colored hair were completely ignored by the three.

They wandered through the streets, and the scene before them was no different from usual.

The city's residents continued their ordinary and peaceful lives, unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows.

Even though they knew that several people had died in the city in the past few days, not many people cared.

After all, the city has too large a population, and the sudden death of a few unrelated passersby won't cause much of a stir.

Ran Qing walked through the streets, watching the old fox disappear into the alley of the shantytown.

The old fox didn't see the pursuers behind it, but it still instinctively and cautiously dodged and darted around.

Fortunately, Ran Qing was very familiar with the area, and he easily followed them inside. Soon, he led Mo Li and Zong Shu out of another exit of the shantytown.

This is the most important main road in Moonlit City. Once you get here, the number of vehicles on the road suddenly increases.

The old fox stood on a trash can a dozen meters away, looking around as if searching for something.

Ran Qing and the other two stood by the roadside, not getting close, maintaining a delicate distance.

Just as a taxi pulled up to the side of the road, the door opened, and the passengers in the back got out. The old fox suddenly leaped out from the trash can next to the car.

The moment the passengers in the back seat got out, the old fox slipped into the taxi. Ran Qing, witnessing this, understood.

"...This old fox is trying to hitch a ride."

Previously, when Fox Six came to the city from the countryside, he took a minibus into the city.

For these cunning mountain trolls, learning to hitchhike is not a difficult thing.

An old, cunning mountain spirit like the fox might even have the ability to bewitch a driver and mislead them into driving to a specific location.

Sure enough, the taxi that had dropped off its passenger suddenly made a U-turn, crossed the double yellow lines in the middle of the road, and headed towards the square.

Ran Qing quickly walked to the roadside, waved, and tried to flag down a passing taxi.

Their two legs can't outrun four wheels.

Under the dim light of the streetlights, Ran Qing's raised hand cast no shadow.

But the moment he raised his hand, a sharp, piercing, and eerie suona horn sound suddenly rang out from the distant streets without warning.

The voice was sinister and eerie, causing Ran Qing and the other two to shudder and freeze in place almost instantly.

The other pedestrians on the road, even the cars in motion, the customers and shop owners in the roadside shops... everything in Ran Qing's and their companions' field of vision seemed to be frozen in place by this cold and chilling aura.

A large flying moth, stiffly maintaining its flight posture, hovered strangely in the air, motionless.

In the instant silence of the city, there were no more extraneous noises, only the eerie and shrill sound of the suona horn echoing.

The world is like a movie scene that has been paused; everyone, everything, even the cars, have stopped.

Only that tall, thin, eerie, pale ghostly figure, trailing a long suona horn, drifted past the street.

Its slender limbs dragged softly on the ground.

The lamppost, its paint peeling off, is as tall as its shoulder.

Its enormous and bizarre size makes the city under the night sky look like a model on a sand table.

The three, Ran Qing and his companions, stood frozen in place, exchanging bewildered glances, a hint of shock flashing in their eyes.

Their bodies were frozen, but only for a few seconds.

By this time, they were able to move around independently.

But a strange, unsettling intuition told them not to move.

The ghostly figure, dragging a huge suona horn, drifted slowly through the streets like a shepherd. Its tall, thin head looked around as its body swayed, as if searching for something in this frozen city.

Ran Qing and the other two stood frozen in place, the Demon Shadow Concealing Talismans in their hands gradually becoming scorching hot.

As the pale, ghostly figure drew closer, the talisman paper grew increasingly hot.

As the tall, thin, and eerily pale ghostly figure drifted past the three of them, Ran Qing's palms were faintly reddened from the heat of the talisman.

But it's unclear whether it's due to the talisman or the fact that the three people are standing still.

The eerie, pale ghostly figure drifted past the three of them without stopping, completely ignoring them.

It shook its head, which seemed about to fall off at any moment, and blankly searched for something in the night.

Finally, the pale, ghostly figure disappeared behind Ran Qing and the other two, drifting along the corner of the intersection towards another street.

(End of this chapter)