The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 224 Fatty Huang: My Friend Has Some Skill
Traveling westward, the "demon fetus" sitting on the back of the rotten cat sensed the scents coming from all directions and sniffed them out.

As it passed through the crowd, it darted in and out of the crowd, occasionally flashing in front of those who could spot it, making a fierce face at them, scaring them half to death.

If it doesn't want others to notice it, ordinary people will hardly see it. However, some unlucky people, or those who are physically weak and whose three fires are affected by it, will easily notice its presence.

However, it knew what it was here for this time, and it also knew that Li Zhen wouldn't let it do anything. Even though its own power far exceeded that of the past, it dared not disobey Li Zhen's will.

Since being transformed into a little devil, it had never enjoyed this level of freedom, and it had a great time playing around.

Generally speaking, the heart, as the thing that restricts the little devils, also affects the distance at which they move, preventing them from going too far away from their own heart.

But this time, even after running so far, it didn't feel any constraint from its heart. Instead, it vaguely felt its heart becoming more and more active and stronger.

This allows its condition to continuously recover.

The "demon fetus" was certainly terrifying, but before it merged with the little ghost, the demonic infant was first captured by Li Zhen, and then tortured to the point of near death by Li Zhen, so its condition was definitely not good.

While inside the jar, it didn't recover much.

Now, its condition is rapidly recovering. Wisps of malevolent energy appear around it, making it even more ferocious and terrifying. Anyone who sees it, even if only for a fleeting glance, cannot help but feel fear.

Dongyang City is not large.

Li Zhen's home is located in the southern part of Dongyang, and there are many residential areas to the east from here.

It's midnight now, and there aren't many people on the street. Most people have already gone home, so there aren't many people who can actually see the "demon fetus."

After passing through countless residential areas and several large markets, the "demon fetus" arrived at a wetland in the east of the city.

Suddenly, it caught a whiff of blood. Its eyes lit up, and it looked toward the source of the smell, swallowing hard.

"No, no, we need to get down to business now..."

Forcibly suppressing its bloodlust, it slapped the rotten cat on the head, causing the cat to run faster into the wetlands.

The planned wetland park is under construction, and the environment within this wetland is very complex.

After circling the wetlands several times and being repeatedly banged on the head, the rotten cat finally led the "demon fetus" out of the wetland park.

Hearing the rooster crow, the "demon fetus" glanced at the sky and hesitated, wondering whether to turn north.

Even as it hesitated, the rotten cat did not stop running.

Upon reaching a certain point, the "demon fetus," determined to carry out Li Zhen's orders without fail, prepared to run all the way until dawn. However, as it passed a low hill, it suddenly grabbed a tuft of fur from the rotten cat's head and ripped it off.

The bald cat suddenly stopped, not daring to utter a sound.

The "demon fetus" poked its head out, sniffed around, and suddenly disappeared on the rotten cat's back, reappearing beside a rock.

It casually tossed the big-headed imp and doll on the ground, dug under the stone, and found a piece of clothing buried underground.

Sniffing the clothes, the "demon fetus" muttered to itself, "I'm telling you, he's terrifying, do you believe me now? Look, he just threw things around a few times, muttered a few words, and knew he was coming here to find someone."

"Even if you can temporarily suppress me and break free from his control, you still can't escape."

"It's better to just listen obediently, then we can definitely hang out together like this again in the future."

On its body, the hidden red ropes shimmered with a faint light once more.

The "demon fetus" kicked the big-headed doll: "You, go over there and search for the owner of this outfit. Notify me when you find her."

As soon as it finished speaking, it raised its foot and kicked the rag doll away again: "You go too!"

Previously, it would never have dared to let the little devil and the rag doll stray so far from itself, for fear that the two would run away.

But now it's not worried at all.

If anyone runs away, they'll become its food.

While most of what it said before was intended to intimidate, it wasn't entirely meant to scare people.

After circling around twice, "Demon Fetus" looked up and saw the Rotten Cat sneaking away into the distance, its figure disappearing from the spot.

When it reappeared, it was standing right in front of the rotten cat, which terrified the cat so much that it stood frozen in place.

The "demon fetus" said sinisterly, "Where do you want to go? I haven't eaten in a long time. If you want to give me something to eat, then I won't be polite."

The rotten cat's body trembled.

The "demon fetus" jumped onto the rotten cat's back and looked in one direction.

……

Fatty Huang felt he had been having a lot of bad luck lately.

A while ago, his father urged him to go on a blind date, and he had no choice but to go.

The woman is very beautiful and comes from a well-off family, but unfortunately she is too domineering and they are clearly incompatible. They would start arguing if they said just a few words to each other.

Huang Pangzi was already reluctant to go on the blind date, but he sensed that the other person was probably being forced into it as well, and that she definitely didn't like him either. So he didn't hold back and said some extremely harsh things, and the two parted on bad terms.

He thought this was the end of it and he could have some peace and quiet for a while, but his mother, for some unknown reason, introduced him to another blind date.

Fatty Huang wasn't very enthusiastic about this side and just wanted to get by for now. But to his surprise, after getting to know them, he found that they hit it off immediately. They chatted very well and were practically his dream partner. No matter what he said, the other person would respond.

After seeing her in person via video, he vowed that he would marry no one but her in this lifetime.

Actually, the other person wasn't particularly beautiful; she had a delicate, refined beauty, without being overly aggressive or having a particularly striking figure. However, her aura held an inexplicable attraction for Fatty Huang.

That kind of gentle and considerate nature doesn't seem like that of a modern person; rather, it's like that of an ancient person who has stepped out of history.

This is Huang Pangzi's favorite food.

The other person just smiled slightly, and he had already thought of the names for his and the other person's child.

In this situation, if the other party asks him to meet, he naturally cannot refuse.

Although the place was somewhat remote, he gladly went.

After dressing himself up at home, Fatty Huang went to the place and waited and waited, but no one came.

So he called again to ask if the person had arrived yet, but the other person said that they had already arrived.

It was already dusk, and Huang Pangzi, who hadn't seen anyone anywhere, felt a chill run down his spine. He asked the other person where they were.

The other person told him that he was injured and could not walk, and asked him to go find the other person.

Following the direction the other person indicated, Fatty Huang found a secluded corner in the wetlands.

He still couldn't find the other person there, so he asked where they were.

The other person told him that he was right in front of him.

By this time, Fatty Huang realized something was wrong, shuddered, and turned to leave.

However, he found that his legs were weak and his whole body was limp, and he couldn't even take a step.

Just then, he witnessed a scene that horrified him—

The water in the wetland seemed to be boiling, with bubbles constantly rising to the surface. The foul-smelling taro paste, accumulated over countless years, churned up from the bottom, bringing with it a putrid odor that nearly made Fatty Huang faint.

It would be fine if he just fainted, but the problem is that even if he wanted to faint, he couldn't.

This wetland has existed for countless years, and countless things are buried beneath it.

Now, with a slight movement at the bottom, filth that hadn't seen the light of day for who knows how long was revealed.

If it were just skeletons, Fatty Huang would be scared, but not too scared.

The problem is that what rolled up from the bottom was not only skeletons, but also a humanoid monster covered in mud and not yet rotten.

The fat man, who couldn't even move a finger, was dragged into the taro paste by two monsters whose bodies were covered in taro paste.

Having already given up hope, Fatty Huang felt he was definitely going to die.

But when he reached the surface of the mud, he was surprised to find that he did not sink into the mud, but instead "floated" on the mud with the things that were holding him up on the left and right, and continued to move forward.

Just as Fatty Huang breathed a sigh of relief, he discovered something even more despairing.

The mud on the two monsters seemed to be alive, constantly crawling onto him and wriggling into his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth.

Loss of sight and hearing, though despairing, is not fatal. But having your mouth and nose filled with mud is deadly.

The intense feeling of suffocation made Fatty Huang extremely uncomfortable.

He finally felt the breath of despair.

At that moment, his biggest concern was not his own death, but what the whole thing meant.

From the moment someone introduced him to potential partners to the present stage, it all seems like it was all planned out.

This wasn't what chilled Fatty Huang the most; what truly disheartened him was that his mother had been involved in the affair.

So what role did his mother play in it?
Completely unaware, or knowing something?
In his hazy state, Huang Pangzi's short life flashed through his mind, and a strange thought arose in his heart—

Unexpectedly, he died before Li Zhen, who was suffering from a terminal illness.

I wonder what Li Zhen's expression would be if he found out about his death?
This was Fatty Huang's final thought.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly woke up and found that he was not dead, but had been taken to a strange place.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a coffin.

Huang Pangzi had actually seen quite a few coffins and didn't have much of a fear of them. He was just a little curious as to why this coffin was made of metal and looked so rusty.

He looked around at his surroundings and found himself in a small, enclosed room with only one door and no windows.

A small oil lamp was lit in the room, emitting a ghostly blue light, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

What gave Fatty Huang the most chills was that he saw his own name and date of birth on the white banner stuck behind the coffin.

This terrified Fatty Huang, who turned around and tried to escape. But as soon as he stepped out of the eerie place, he felt suffocated again.

He coughed violently, coughing up a lot of mud from his mouth and nose, and his nose and eyes were wet with snot.

However, as soon as he returned to the strange house, the suffocating feeling would immediately disappear.

Left with no other choice, Fatty Huang had to suppress the eeriness and unease and return to the house.

After inspecting the area, he only saw a coffin and a white banner.

Fatty Huang was helpless.

After circling around a few times, he mustered his courage and tried to open the huge metal coffin. As a result, the seemingly unshakeable metal coffin was opened with a crack.

Fatty Huang immediately spotted the half-rotten face inside, which made him vomit on the spot.

He vomited not only because the visual and gustatory stimulation was unbearable, but more terrifyingly, he saw a somewhat familiar face on that rotting face.

Did he say so many sweet nothings to this face before?
Despite his immense effort, the chubby man, who was on the verge of vomiting stomach acid, could not close the coffin.

As time passed, the coffin lid opened at an increasingly wider angle, while the strange room continued to shrink.

As the room shrank, Fatty Huang could only move closer and closer to the coffin.

There is no change of time here; it is always gloomy.

Fatty Huang didn't know how many days he had been imprisoned here, but he was growing more and more desperate.

He had torn up the white banner long ago, but nothing had changed here.

At this point, Fatty Huang's fear was actually less than before.

After an unknown amount of time, Fatty Huang, who had been half asleep, suddenly woke up and found himself sitting next to the coffin.

The once spacious area was transformed into a slightly larger coffin, enclosing both the coffin and Fatty Huang inside.

The coffin lid in front of Fatty Huang was already mostly open, but no foul odor emanated from it.

Fatty Huang felt it was because he had gotten used to the smell here.

He weakly reached out and tapped on the coffin: "Hey, I'm telling you, I really can't take it anymore, why don't you just kill me?"

"My damn charm is so strong that even something like you would fall for me. If Li Zhen knew, he would be very envious of me."

"Sigh, I'm not bragging, but Li Zhen really knows his stuff. If you kill me, he might come looking for you, and then you're finished."

"How about we make a deal? You let me go, and we'll never have anything to do with each other again. My family is really rich. Just tell me your conditions."

"If you're lonely, I'll burn dozens of handsome young men down to keep you company. Wouldn't that be more enjoyable than having me dragged down? Why can't you see the light?"

He's said these nonsense countless times.

As always, the coffin ignored him.

Perhaps it was a hallucination before his death, but Fatty Huang suddenly heard a pitiful meow.

A thought struck him, and he strained his ears to listen, only to hear the sound of a coffin lid falling to the ground.

This really scared Fatty Huang.

He instantly regained his senses, looked at the coffin, and found that the coffin lid had indeed fallen off.

A pale white hand appeared on the edge of the coffin.

Fatty Huang shuddered and muttered, "Something's not right. Logically speaking, your coffin lid shouldn't have fallen off today..."

Another pale hand gripped the other side of the coffin.

A highly decomposed face slowly emerged from the coffin.

Below that face was a head of beautiful, jet-black hair.

The moment he saw that face, Fatty Huang felt that eerie familiarity again...

(End of this chapter)