Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 385 Here I come

Specially made glutinous rice, a simple paper crossbow, and a thick talisman to suppress corpses.

Ran Qing had prepared almost everything she could in advance.

He even pasted three talismans on the ritual implements of the spirit medium, his Nuo opera mask.

This is a [Summoning Talisman], which can greatly enhance the power of magical artifacts.

After all, in order to keep the ritual implements under control, the power of the Nuo opera mask is weakened after the altar is set up.

However, at this moment, Ran Qing was able to write the [Summoning Evil Talisman], which requires extremely high Yin energy. While maintaining his own rationality, he could release the evil master's power of the Nuo opera mask to the maximum extent.

Flying zombies possess immense strength, are impervious to blades and spears, and can fly; they are extremely cruel and terrifying evil creatures.

Even if the three of them joined forces, they would normally be no match for the flying zombie.

However, zombies have an extremely strong bloodlust for their relatives and will attack their closest relatives from their previous life without control.

Ran Qing used himself as bait, sitting in the Yin Altar waiting for the flying zombie to come over.

Once the flying zombie steps into the Yin Altar, Ran Qing and the other two, along with the specially made bamboo balls given by Grandpa Long, should be able to suppress this zombie.

Under the light at the entrance, Ran Qing and Mo Li sat and waited for a long time.

The sound of traffic on Park Road behind us completely disappeared in the latter half of the night.

There was no one in sight at the entrances of those hair salons with their pink lights.

Mo Li was unusually uneasy, constantly looking around nervously, her restless demeanor completely different from her usual self.

Ran Qing also felt pressure, but he was much calmer than Mo Li.

While waiting, Ran Qing also had the leisure to observe the condition of the park road below.

I hadn't paid attention before, so I didn't notice anything unusual about the city.

But after paying special attention tonight, Ran Qing roughly confirmed the pattern of those pale, ghostly figures wandering around.

The pale, ghostly figures appeared twice during the first half of the night.

It's always exactly three minutes.

After three minutes, the freeze over the city will end, and the pale, ghostly figures will disappear completely.

Then, in the hours leading up to dawn, the pale, ghostly figures appeared twice more.

Each appearance lasts exactly three minutes.

However, the intervals between their appearances are irregular.

At dawn, before the sun had even risen, a thick fog enveloped the entire Moonlit City.

During the day, thick fog obscures everything; at night, the fog dissipates.

The eerie ghostly mist remains unchanged.

Mo Li sighed and said, "Go get some sleep first. We've been waiting all night and they haven't come. The flying zombie probably won't be coming for the time being. Even if it does come, it will probably be at night."

Ran Qing stayed up all night. Although people who walk the underworld don't need much sleep, they still felt sleepy.

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard from within the fog.

Old Sheepskin, walking hurriedly, emerged from the fog with a nervous expression.

"Good morning, Mr. Ran."

Following Ran Qing's instructions, Old Sheepskin came to the door early in the morning, wanting to take his family and children away from Zangke.

Ran Qing got up and handed him a bag, saying, "Everything is inside. Incense ash can ward off evil spirits. If you encounter any evil spirits, just grab a handful and throw it at them."

"I also brought you twenty little red rope figures, but these little red rope figures... um... aren't very smart."

“If I’m not around, they might not be able to tell friend from foe, so I bound them with talismans.”

"If you encounter evil spirits that even incense ash can't handle, tear open the talisman and throw these little red rope figures out."

"Their primary targets are definitely evil spirits and inanimate objects."

"I've also prepared some talismans for you. These are the six most basic evil spells of the Yin-Yang lineage."

"You can use it to suppress corpses, demons, ghosts, monsters, gods, and evil spirits without needing any Yin energy."

"These three are Demon and Ghost Concealment Talismans, which can hide one's aura. They are the most precious and should not be used unless absolutely necessary..."

Ran Qing solemnly instructed and showed the old sheepskin how to use the contents of the bag.

Old Sheepskin wasn't a medium who could perform divination, so the talismans he was given would be difficult to use to their full potential. Ran Qing could only give him the most basic and simplest incantations.

But theoretically, that's enough.

Amidst Old Sheepskin's heartfelt thanks, Ran Qing watched the rugged, bandit-like middle-aged man depart.

Mo Li sighed and said, "...In this chaotic disaster, ordinary people like Lao Yangpi, who are neither rich nor poor, are the most unfortunate."

He's associated with Yin and Yang, but he has no real skills to rely on.

As an ordinary person, yet possessing extraordinary spiritual perception, they are easily targeted by evil spirits and demons.

But at least there was a connection with the Yin-walking people, and the talisman that Ran Qing sent out was enough for the old sheepskin family to leave Zangke safely.

After Old Sheepskin left, Ran Qing looked at Moonlit City shrouded in fog and prepared to take Mo Li's advice and go to sleep.

He was indeed sleepy.

But just then, a chilling coldness suddenly drifted in from the thick fog.

The chilling, penetrating coldness was like the arrival of winter, and Ran Qing, standing at the door, felt her hair stand on end instantly.

His keen senses, as a practitioner of spirit communication, made him feel an indescribable chilling malice.

Evil spirits have appeared in this thick fog.

And it's a very powerful evil spirit!
Ran Qing's steps faltered abruptly.

He squinted, staring in the direction of the cold, eerie aura, and gradually saw a figure emerge from the thick fog.

The thing was deathly pale, wearing tattered and old robes, with half of its face rotten and a strange bronze mask, only half of it, on its forehead.

Mo Li was startled the moment he saw it.

"Zongshu!"

Mo Li shouted instinctively.

The one emerging from the thick fog at the entrance is clearly a corpse!
But its aura was different from that of a zombie.

That chilling and eerie aura was clearly the work of some kind of dead, evil spirit.

Ran Qing stared at the corpse in front of her, somewhat surprised.

—This is exactly the same as the ancient corpse that the ghost keepers dug out of the coffin that he saw in his aunt's fragmented memories!
The ghost that the ghost keepers worshipped has actually come?
Yesterday, he did indeed make such a condition to the corpse-driving Taoist: the ghost behind the ghost-raising person must come to the cement house alone before they could talk.

Ran Qing didn't believe the other party would agree to such an extremely harsh condition; it seemed they were deliberately making things difficult and delaying the process.

For Ran Qing at this moment, the trouble with the flying zombies was the most pressing issue.

I don't want to get involved with these ghost breeders for the time being.

But to his utter surprise, the other party actually agreed to his demanding conditions.

And they came knocking on our door so quickly...

Amidst the thick fog, a ghastly white corpse slowly emerged.

It moved stiffly and strangely, slowly stepping onto the cement courtyard at the entrance, and into the Yin altar of the Yin people, a place that even the pale, ghostly figures dared not enter.

A sudden burst of hot, heavy smoke erupted from the main room behind Ran Qing.

Ferocious and menacing faces swirled in the smoke.

The evil lords are filled with malice towards this evil spirit that has entered their dark altar.

However, faced with such a horrifying sight, the eerie corpse merely tilted its head stiffly.

The next second, its lips moved, uttering a hoarse, dry, and unpleasant dialect.

"As required..."

"...They're here..."

The corpse stared intently at Ran Qing, its eyes beneath the bronze mask dark and eerie.

It said slowly.

"……Can……"

"Have you talked about it?"

(End of this chapter)