Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 383 Comparison
Although the pale ghostly figure disappeared, Ran Qing and the other two, who were frozen in place, still dared not make any rash moves.

The city before me was too eerie and sinister.

In a world that is completely frozen and paused, the sharp, eerie, and piercing sound of the suona is fading into the distance.

But on the distant overpass, another pale and sinister ghostly figure silently drifted by.

The strange, clanging sound of gongs could be heard, sometimes near, sometimes far.

There was more than one pale, ghostly figure wandering in the night...

Ran Qing and the other two looked at each other, vaguely guessing what was going on.

Could these pale, ghostly figures wandering through the frozen city be searching for heretical cultivators?

All three of them seemed capable of moving around in this frozen world.

Are the pale, ghostly figures searching for living people who can still move within this frozen world?
This thought had just surfaced in Ran Qing's mind.

Suddenly, a series of rapid, frightened breaths came from not far beside him.

How could there be other people moving around on this dark, long street?
Ran Qing's peripheral vision suddenly locked onto the direction from which the terrified gasps were coming.

It was a mutton rice noodle shop. A young office worker in a suit and tie, with a name tag around his neck, sat in the shop with a stiff and fearful expression. His hand holding the chopsticks was parallel to his face, and half of the rice noodles he was holding with the chopsticks had already been stuffed into his mouth.

He remained in that eating posture, his face filled with fear, his eyes wide open, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

His chest, pounding with fear, emitted a strange, panting sound, like a cow panting.

In this frozen world, he seemed to be able to move, but only in rapid, terrified breathing.

The eerie sound of the suona suddenly vanished in the distance.

Before Ran Qing and the other two, who were standing frozen by the roadside, could react, a tall, thin, pale ghostly figure appeared hunched over in front of the mutton rice noodle shop by the roadside.

The ghostly figure's enormous head hung motionless and straight down, stuck in the narrow shop entrance.

It's as if it's observing up close the stiff and frightened young office workers inside the store.

The terrified gasps from inside the mutton rice noodle shop grew even more rapid.

Ran Qing and the other two on the roadside looked at each other, not yet having made a decision.

The pale, ghostly figure at the entrance of the mutton rice noodle shop stretched out its long, sharp hand, coldly stabbed into the shop, and then dragged it out.

A transparent, terrified young soul was dragged out by a pale, ghostly figure.

Under the astonished gazes of Ran Qing and the other two, the young man's soul rapidly elongated and twisted, transforming into a hideous, pale, and unattractive creature without any facial features.

That thing wasn't even a ghost; it was completely devoid of human form.

But the pale, ghostly figure dragging the suona horn carried this strange object away into the distance, as if it had completed some kind of mission, its movements unusually cautious.

Ran Qing and the other two watched the pale, ghostly figure drift away before noticing the young office worker in the mutton rice noodle shop, still stiffly holding a rice noodle in his mouth.

But his eyes rolled back, his lips turned bluish-black, and the nails on his ten fingers quickly turned black and grew longer, making him look like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Ran Qing's pupils contracted slightly.

The way the old sheepskin described the victims' deaths on the phone was exactly the same as that of this young office worker!
But this young office worker was clearly not a heretical Taoist practitioner.

He's probably just an ordinary person with a keen sense of intuition.

He might occasionally see some unusual things on a daily basis, but it doesn't affect his normal life. Sometimes, his keen intuition can even help him subconsciously avoid some unforeseen disasters.

But tonight, his keen intuition got him into trouble, causing him to react with fear in this frozen and eerie world.

Ran Qing was filled with mixed emotions, but she could only watch the pale, ghostly figure disappear into the distance, remaining frozen in place.

In this frozen world, as long as you don't move, it seems you won't be targeted by the pale, ghostly figures.
—Ran Qing had just made this judgment in her mind.

The pale, ghostly figure that had been drifting across the overpass suddenly descended in an extremely ugly and bizarre manner, dragging its thin, pale body as it landed in front of Ran Qing and the other two. Its ugly head, as large as a small car, stared straight at the three of them, as if sniffing their scent or observing their movements at close range.

A chilling cold and a putrid stench assaulted Ran Qing's senses as she came into close contact with the area.

His body was completely stiff and motionless, his eyes were fixed, and he even struggled to overcome the instinct to blink, not daring to make any unusual movements.

Confused thoughts swirled in my mind.

—How did this pale, ghostly figure find its way here?

The three of them stood frozen in place, making no move and uttering any sound!

Even from so far away, they drifted over with a clear purpose.

Could it be that there are some obvious characteristics about the unorthodox cultivators that are difficult for them to discern?

Ran Qing tried to find out the reason for this special treatment.

Behind his frozen eyes, his brain was constantly receiving image information of the ghostly figure so close at hand.

They tried to analyze whether the three of them, working together, could kill the monster in front of them if they suddenly attacked.

And the other monsters lurking under the city's night sky seem to be drawn to the commotion here...

Crisis, horror, disgust, restlessness... a complex mix of emotions churned in Ran Qing's mind.

The ugly, pale ghostly figure drew closer and closer to them, observing them more and more closely.

It doesn't seem to intend to indiscriminately kill ordinary people, but rather to make precise identifications.

But a vague sense of crisis grew stronger and stronger in Ran Qing's heart.

He seemed to hear a voice whispering in his ear, telling him that the pale, ghostly figure had already discovered them and was deliberately toying with them because it hadn't made a move!
Ran Qing's eyelids, which had been frozen in place, were now sore and numb to the extreme, and she could hardly control her instinct to blink.

Just then, a strange noise suddenly came from the road in the distance.

A slender white figure suddenly darted out from the open rear window of the taxi.

The sickly old fox, now incredibly agile and swift, darted away into the shadows of a street corner.

Its movements were almost silent, and its escape was faster than anyone could imagine.

The ugly ghostly figure clinging to Ran Qing's face showed no reaction to the old fox's escape.

But Ran Qing's retina and pupils reflected the situation behind the pale, ghostly figure.

The pale ghostly figure that happened to be lying on Ran Qing's face, staring straight into Ran Qing's eyes, must have seen something, because it paused for a moment.

The next second, the pale, ghostly figure vanished before Ran Qing's eyes.

A chilling wind swept into the distance, carrying the ghostly shadow of the broken, enormous golden gong directly towards the dark alleyway where the old fox had disappeared.

The eerie sound of gongs rang out, and the moment the pale, ghostly figure chased into the alley, two other pale, ghostly figures wandering nearby also followed.

In Ran Qing's world, she could no longer hear any more eerie music for a brief moment.

There don't seem to be any more pale, ghostly figures around here!
Almost instantly, Ran Qing made up her mind and turned to run away towards Park Road behind her.

At this time, the only thing that can protect them is the altar of the spirit medium!
Ran Qing and his two companions, who had been staying in the Yin Altar and had hardly ever come out, witnessed for the first time the methods used by the pale, ghostly figures to roam the human world and kill people.

The sinister and terrifying methods employed, along with their sheer numbers roaming the city, are beyond imagination.

No wonder so many of those ghost-raising people died, and some were even so frightened that they wanted to join forces with Ran Qing, the ghost walker.

Compared to these sinister and terrifying creatures, even the ghost-raisers who hide like rats in the gutter, harming people and raising ghosts, seem harmless...

(End of this chapter)