The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 215 Your Flying Head Curse is Very Interesting

"Go! Hurry... hurry up!" Master Qinghai urged, coughing up blood.

Zhang Lemin and He Chen dragged Master Qinghai and Lin Jiabi forward as they fled.

"Zhang Lemin! Zhang Lemin! I want you to watch your wife and children die miserably, fall into the deepest despair, and then I will kill you! No one can save you! No one!" The sinister voice came from the darkness, even closer than before.

Moreover, the sound did not come from the ground, but from the air.

Seeing that the other party's target was indeed him, Zhang Lemin subconsciously thought of the woman named Lin Yili again, but he opened his mouth and said, "Who are you? I don't think I know you, and I have no grudge against you!"

"No grudges?" The voice rose three octaves. "You've forgotten Ali?! Ali has never forgotten you!"

"What's wrong with Ali?"

"Ali is dead! She waited for you for so long, but you never came. In despair, she took her own life!"

"You want to avenge Ali?"

"You deserve to die! When I saw how Ali died, I swore I would kill your whole family, and I would make sure you died a more gruesome death than Ali! You can't escape!"

With mixed feelings, Zhang Lemin and He Chen had escaped to a road next to a grove of trees.

The dim yellow lights on both sides of the road allowed Zhang Lemin and the others to clearly see their disheveled appearance.

Even the child's face was covered in mud and water, and he kept crying in Lin Jiabi's arms.

Lin Jiabi patted the child anxiously, but when she couldn't stop the child from crying, she quickly wiped her face and pressed her face against the child's swaddling clothes.

Suddenly she saw something, let out a cry of surprise, and staggered back a few steps before being supported by Zhang Lemin.

At this moment, Zhang Lemin and the others also saw what Lin Jiabi had seen—

A head floating in mid-air!
Bloody entrails trailed beneath his head, his face was covered in pockmarked wounds, his expression was ferocious, and his two eyes stared eerily at the group, inspiring fear.

Zhang Lemin and He Chen fired their guns in perfect unison.

After a few loud bangs, the head not only didn't dodge, but instead charged towards Zhang Lemin and the others without any hesitation.

A terrifying, eerie aura had already approached the group before the head even arrived, causing a chill to run down their spines.

The wind howled, and the mouth on its head suddenly opened, its expression even more ferocious as it rammed into Zhang Lemin.

Having served as a police officer for many years, Zhang Lemin's physical skills were naturally quite formidable.

At that moment, he remained calm despite his shock, and rolled to the side in the critical instant, avoiding the flying head.

Lin Jiabi, who was holding her child tightly, shrank next to Master Qinghai. Suddenly, she realized that the talisman she was holding was getting hotter and hotter, to the point that it was burning her hand.

Lin Jiabi couldn't help but glance at the talismans and found that they were constantly wriggling, like insects crawling on the talisman paper.

She was so frightened by this bizarre scene that she almost threw the talisman away.

Master Qinghai also noticed the change and said weakly, "Throw it out."

Lin Jiabi quickly threw the talisman in her hand at the head.

After the talisman slipped from Lin Jiabi's hand, it didn't fall to the ground. Instead, it floated lightly in the rain. Stimulated by the flying head, the talismans on it crawled out of the talisman and flew towards the head like flying insects.

Turning his head, the pockmarked man who was about to kill Zhang Lemin sensed something was wrong and turned to see the runes.

But by then, the opportunity to evade had been lost.

The moment he saw the runes, they appeared on his face and wriggled away to other places.

The pockmarked man let out a scream and flew haphazardly into the air.

Seeing that the head had disappeared, the miserable Zhang Lemin finally got up from the ground with a look of lingering fear.

"Master, this head..."

"It's not that simple. This is a flying head curse. When you first master it, you can only control your head to suck blood. That head can only move at night, and it might get trapped if it touches a tree branch... But when you cultivate it to a high level... it becomes an immortal demon. This person hasn't cultivated to the point of immortality..."

Master Qinghai coughed a few times. Although he didn't finish what he was saying, Zhang Lemin and the others understood what he meant.

Zhang Lemin and He Chen silently held off Master Qinghai and fled along the highway.

A hoarse, terrifying voice came from an unknown distance: "Zhang Lemin, you can't escape! You're going to...die! No one can save you!"

Zhang Lemin only cared about running forward.

Master Qinghai gasped, "This man's flying head has already reached a certain level of prowess. Let him drink enough blood, and maybe... you'll abandon me and run away on your own."

"I'll stall for a bit to buy you some time."

Lin Jiabi said, "We have implicated our master, how can we abandon him!"

The man's voice grew even more manic: "I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Master Qinghai tried to speak, but spat out another mouthful of blood.

The sound of trees rustling and shaking filled the air.

As Lin Jiabi and the others turned their heads, they saw a head hanging from a tree not far behind them, staring at them menacingly.

At this moment, there was almost no intact skin on that head; it had become pitted and uneven, as if it had been corroded by some kind of corrosive liquid. The writhing runes could still be seen on the face, but they were much dimmer than before.

Judging from the expression on its face in front of its head, the runes were causing it intense pain, otherwise they wouldn't have made it look so ferocious.

This ferocious appearance made Zhang Lemin and the others even more uneasy.

Once this thing catches up, they will surely die.

They dragged their weary bodies forward for a while before finally leaving the head behind.

But when they rounded a bend, they saw the head hanging on a street lamp, waiting for them in the distance.

Master Qinghai sighed: "Leave me here and go...go down the side path. Maybe there's still a chance for survival."

That's what they say, but everyone knows that once Master Qinghai is killed, the others will certainly not have any chance of survival either.

Zhang Lemin's throat bobbed, and his determined eyes looked at Lin Jiabi: "Jiabi, you take the child and go first!"

Lin Jiabi was at a loss for what to do.

"Hurry up! Take the children with you!" Zhang Lemin urged.

Hearing Zhang Lemin emphasize the importance of children, Lin Jiabi hesitated.

She looked up and found that the head had disappeared from its original spot. She looked around but couldn't find the head anywhere.

Lin Jiabi opened her mouth with difficulty, wanting to say something, when she suddenly noticed that a thin layer of mist had appeared on the highway.

The appearance of this fog was very strange and abrupt.

When Lin Jiabi noticed, the mist had already enveloped her feet.

After she looked around a few times, the mist climbed up to her knees.

The scene was too eerie. Not only Lin Jiabi noticed it, but Zhang Lemin and the others also saw the mist wriggling upwards.

He Chen couldn't help but ask, "Master, this..." Before he could finish speaking, his master interrupted him, "Don't speak! Don't move!"

Having never heard his master speak in such a serious tone before, He Chen subconsciously looked at his master's face, only to see a face as stiff as a sculpture.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the path that his master was looking at.

More fog surged in from that direction, engulfing the path and the bushes on either side like an unstoppable flood.

Figures could be vaguely seen moving in the mist, as if countless people had come here with the mist.

A strange tone came from the mist, sending chills down one's spine.

It was an indescribable sound, as if it didn't come through the ears but directly into the mind; no one could dispel this eerie noise.

A thin mist gradually rose, enveloping Zhang Lemin and his companions up to their waists, making them very uneasy.

Zhang Lemin and He Chen both subconsciously assumed that the noise was caused by that head, and without prior arrangement, they gripped the only guns that gave them some sense of security, looking around for the head.

When the two saw the head, they were slightly taken aback, because the head was hovering under a street lamp not far away, also observing the mist.

Judging from their appearance, they seemed hesitant to approach the mist...

Is this fog unrelated to the other party?

The same thought crossed their minds, and they turned to look into the depths of the fog.

The thin mist continued to surge forward, giving both of them a feeling that they couldn't tell if it was an illusion or reality—

The mist looked like it was made up of tiny, living worms.

Zhang Lemin and the others were somewhat afraid of the fog.

As the fog approached, they slowly retreated upwards.

The pockmarked man was also keeping a close eye on the approaching fog.

After using the Flying Head Curse, his senses were much sharper than before.

The moment the fog appeared, he sensed something terrifying within it.

He initially thought this was another helper hired by Zhang Lemin and his group, but judging from Zhang Lemin's behavior, he deduced that the appearance of the fog had nothing to do with Zhang Lemin.

Fearing unforeseen complications once the fog fully dissipated, the pockmarked man suddenly lunged at the wary Zhang Lemin.

Zhang Lemin was horrified and fired several shots into the pockmarked man's head.

The pockmarked man opened his mouth, laughed loudly as he swallowed the bullet, and cruelly bit down on Zhang Lemin's neck.

But as soon as he approached Zhang Lemin, he suddenly let out a scream and fell straight to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

This greatly surprised Zhang Lemin, who was completely unaware of what was going on.

With a scream, the pockmarked man's head wobbled and flew off the ground.

Zhang Lemin and the others then noticed that the runes on the pockmarked man's face, which had faded, had turned back to a deep black color and were wriggling on his face, quickly covering his entire face and making him look even more eerie.

The pockmarked man, writhing in agony, screamed repeatedly as he tumbled through the air.

A terrifying aura emanated from him, suppressing the surging fog and preventing it from advancing. This created a bizarre scene on the highway where one side was shrouded in fog while the other side remained completely dry.

After suppressing the writhing runes on his face, the pockmarked man looked into the depths of the mist and said solemnly, "Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business!"

There was a powerful cultivator by Zhang Lemin's side. It was this person who first helped Zhang Lemin's child break the curse, thus ruining his plans.

This man had previously tried to break the curse he had placed on Zhang Lemin's wife.

Fortunately, he found a large amount of corpse oil at that time, so he launched a counterattack from behind, severely injuring the man before directly pursuing him.

Upon seeing Zhang Lemin and his companions, the pockmarked man deduced that the weakened Master Qinghai was the one who had helped Zhang Lemin, and thus his worries subsided.

Zhang Lemin has already dealt a heavy blow to those who helped him, so who can help him and the others now?
Even after being repelled by that sinister talisman, the pockmarked man remained confident that he could successfully kill someone.

But at this point, he found that he didn't have that much confidence anymore.

Who exactly is this person coming with the fog?

The soft sounds of footsteps and pebbles rolling came from the mist.

The surging fog instantly dispersed in all directions, and the vaguely visible figures quickly disappeared into the rainy night as they ran away with the fog.

Two figures appeared before Zhang Lemin and the others.

One person had an extremely strange appearance, with what appeared to be two red eyes on his forehead.

Even a thin mist couldn't conceal those two terrifying eyes.

It was as if those eyes could see right through them; anyone who met their gaze felt a chill run down their spine.

Lin Jiabi, whose willpower was slightly weaker, was already seeing all sorts of hallucinations.

The figure drew closer and closer.

Only after Zhang Lemin and the others could roughly see Li Zhen's appearance and the vampire in the black robe did they realize they had mistaken him for someone else.

What they thought were the eerie eyes of a vampire turned out to be the eyes of a giant bat crouching atop the vampire's head.

These people instinctively focused their gaze on the red-eyed bat's eyes, even the pockmarked man did.

In their eyes, the red-eyed bat, or rather, the red-eyed bat's eyes remained fixed in place, but in reality, the red-eyed bat had become a black line, pouncing on the pockmarked man's head.

The pockmarked man only realized what was happening at the last moment.

The moment it was attacked by the red-eyed bat, its trachea and internal organs surged upwards, wrapping themselves around the bat.

After a scream, blood and organs flew everywhere, and the pockmarked man's head was flung into the grass.

The red-eyed bat, covered in blood, suddenly flew upwards, letting out an angry, strange cry.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The pockmarked man's voice came from the bushes.

He was clearly very wary of the red-eyed bats, so he planned to use the terrain to restrict them.

The red-eyed bat flew back into Li Zhen's hand.

Li Zhen glanced at the red-eyed bat and noticed that its eyes were mesmerized again, blinking incessantly.

Blood kept flowing from its eyes; it was unclear whether it was blood from its head or the red-eyed bat's own blood.

This guy is always so reckless.

Given its speed and unpredictability, it would be impossible for it to suffer a loss right away if it didn't attack so violently.

Li Zhen looked at the bushes and said calmly, "Your flying head curse is quite interesting."

(End of this chapter)