Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 384 Where Does This Confidence Come From?

The cement houses along Park Road stand quietly on the hillside under the cover of night.

Little Cotton, who was lying by the door, was surprised to see Ran Qing and the other two appear in her field of vision as if they were fleeing for their lives.

Running at the very front was Mo Li, who was the most agile.

Next was the towering Long Zongshu, who stood at 1.9 meters tall, and finally Ran Qing.

The way the three of them fled in a disheveled state suggested that something terrifying was behind them.

Little Cotton was amazed and instinctively stood up, tiptoed, and craned her neck to see further.

But the next second, she was terrified and quickly shrank back and tucked her tail between her legs, fleeing into the main room.

In the direction she was gazing, the pitch-black night enveloped the dilapidated shantytown, and several tall, thin, pale ghostly figures drifted through the run-down buildings, eerie, ghostly, and unsettling.

They chased after Ran Qing and his companions, closing the distance between them continuously.

The pale, ghostly figures chasing them in the darkness only stopped when Ran Qing and the other two rushed to the door of the cement house.

But they didn't leave; instead, they floated around the lonely concrete house, wandering slowly and furtively.

The enormous musical instruments they dragged in their hands emitted a piercing and eerie sound.

It was like a lively funeral, yet also like a joyous wedding banquet.

The notes, a blend of eeriness and celebration, were even more unsettling.

Ran Qing and the other two stood at the entrance of the main room, watching the four pale, ghostly figures wander around.

Ran Qing and Long Zongshu were panting heavily when they escaped back to the main room and immediately sat down on the cement courtyard outside the door.

Mo Li stared at the wandering, pale ghostly figures and hesitated, "They don't seem to be planning to leave..."

These pale, ghostly figures were indeed wary of the spirit medium's altar.

But they didn't leave immediately; instead, they kept circling the cement building, as if searching for a weak point in the altar.

Ran Qing shook her head, not worried at all.

"...I'll be leaving in a bit."

The altars of those who walk the spirit path possess extremely special powers.

Within the Yin Altar, both the evil lord and the spirit medium become incredibly powerful.

At the same time, evil spirits and dead things that enter the Yin Altar will fall into a state of weakness.

With this balance of power, even the most powerful evil spirits and inanimate objects will not venture into the ancestral altars of those who practice spirit mediumship.

Sure enough, after wandering around for a while, those pale, ghostly figures drifted away silently.

They completely abandoned the three living people in the cement house.

Mo Li watched the group of pale, ghostly figures leave, feeling both relieved and somewhat puzzled.

"...When these pale, ghostly figures move out, they can actually freeze the entire city?"

The entire Moonlit City was frozen in a deathly silence under the cover of night.

This scene was too terrifying and horrifying.

Moreover, the number of the pale, ghostly figures was greater than expected.

Ran Qing said, "Didn't Old Sheepskin say that they were killing people in other cities a few days ago? Perhaps they've killed enough in other cities and are now starting to search in Moonlit City."

Inside the altar of the spirit medium, unaffected by the chilling power that freezes everything, everything in the room remained as usual.

But before that, they either went to the countryside or stayed in their cement houses and never went out.

So much so that they didn't even know how many times these pale, ghostly figures had frozen the city over the past two days.

If they hadn't chased after that old fox tonight and stumbled upon the evil spirits parading through the streets, Ran Qing and the others might still be unaware of what was happening outside.

As he spoke, Ran Qing's ears suddenly twitched. He heard the sound of cars driving down Park Road below.

Upon hearing the sound, Ran Qing quickly walked to the side of the cement building and looked down at the park road below the mountain.

Sure enough, under the dim streetlights, traffic on Park Road returned to normal.

Although only a few cars were on the road, it was indeed moving.

Along the dimly lit Park Road, young girls dressed in light pink clothes strolled and played in the entrances of hair salons.

The city's inhabitants have also resumed their activities.

They were completely unaware of the strange phenomenon that had just occurred, where the city had frozen and everything had come to a standstill.

Long Zongshu walked to Ran Qing's side and hesitated, saying, "...These ancient Luo ghost soldiers are too terrifying. They have flooded into the human world before, but they were never this powerful."

Mo Li walked over to the two of them, sighed with worry, and said, "These Ancient Luo Ghost Soldiers are bad enough that they kill people, but they can even freeze cities. If we really fight them, I'm afraid we won't be able to win... and there are so many of them..."

With Ran Qing's current Yin power, he might be able to kill or suppress a single, pale, ghostly figure.

But these pale, ghostly figures appear in groups, scattered throughout the city, and they sense each other.

If any movement is heard in a certain place, the pale, ghostly figures around will immediately swarm over.

Ran Qing and the others saw that the pale, ghostly figures under the overpass had been drawn away by the fleeing old fox, and only then did they seize the opportunity to run back.

But they hadn't run far when several pale, ghostly figures appeared in the shadows nearby, chasing after Ran Qing and the other two.

These pale, ghostly figures are everywhere, their sheer number is alarming.

Ran Qing recalled the scenes she had seen in the Ancient Luo Ghost Kingdom.

The pale, ghostly figures that slept near that enormous platform at the time were actually not many in number.

But Ran Qing entered the ghost city at night.

Judging from the timeline, almost all the evil spirits at that time should have been on Earth.

Even the few pale, ghostly figures remaining in the Ancient Demon Kingdom number in the hundreds, so how many of these so-called Ancient Demon Soldiers are there...?

Ran Qing frowned and said, "If all these ancient Luo ghost soldiers go out of control, I can't think of a way to deal with them."

Even if the ghost behind the ghost raiser is the so-called number one warrior of the ancient Luo Ghost Kingdom.

But with so many evil spirits surging in, even a powerful evil lord like the Demon-Eyed Goat God had to retreat.

But the ghost behind the ghost raiser wants to join forces with Ran Qing, thinking that they can take down the mastermind behind the scenes by joining forces?

Where does its confidence come from?

Looking at Moonlit City under the night sky, Ran Qing said, "Never mind, let's rest first..."

The attempt to track down the old fox was ultimately abandoned before it even began.

As for those ghost-raising people, Ran Qing didn't have time to deal with them for the time being.

For Ran Qing at this moment, the pale, ghostly figures were terrifying, but the more tangible threat was actually the flying zombies.

Based on the habits of zombies, the flying zombie that Ran Jianfei turned into after his death will come knocking on my door tonight or tomorrow night.

With a formidable enemy at hand, Ran Qing could not afford to be distracted. He told Zong Shu to go to sleep and rest first, while he and Mo Li sat by the door, waiting for the flying zombies to arrive.

Once the flying zombie comes knocking, wake Zong Shu up and the three of them work together to suppress the corpse.

While waiting, Ran Qing wrote a thick stack of corpse-suppressing talismans.

I opened the book "Witchcraft and Spiritual Arts" and made two simple paper crossbows according to the instructions to subdue zombies.

They also mixed glutinous rice with incense ash and soaked it in cold water. Unfortunately, without moonlight, the effect would be much weaker.

(End of this chapter)