The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 226 You raised such a terrifying evil spirit?!
More silt gushed out from the stone walls on both sides, quickly covering the area below the passage with a layer of silt.

The "demon fetus," along with the big-headed imp and the rag doll, walked behind the fallen stone door.

Numerous strands of hair, like sharp thorns, instantly pierced the "demon fetus" from all directions, but were blocked by the big-headed little devil.

The gentle and peaceful melody was instantly drowned out by the laughter of the big-headed little devil.

The "demon fetus" ripped off the strand of hair blocking its path, revealing a coffin behind it and a female ghost standing in front of it, holding a tattered oil-paper umbrella.

The moment the little devil appeared, the female ghost put down her oil-paper umbrella and looked at the "demon fetus" with her rotting face.

The "demon fetus" seemed dazed for a moment.

The coffin shook, and a large plume of black gas surged out and rushed into the female ghost's body.

The melody emanating from the female ghost's mouth became even gentler, and at the same time, she stretched out two pale hands.

The "demon fetus" suddenly let out a miserable scream.

Clear fingernail marks appeared out of nowhere on its body, causing it indescribable pain.

The skin where the fingernail mark struck began to rot, turning into a muddy mass of decaying flesh.

The aura of the "demon fetus" was rapidly diminishing.

The rag doll appeared silently in front of the female ghost as if it had traveled through space, its sharp fangs bared, and it suddenly bit into the female ghost's arm.

The female ghost's other hand pierced into the rag doll's body.

Crimson entrails continued to flow from the wound, but the rag doll did not let go of its mouth.

A terrifying resentment spread continuously through the underground passage, enveloping both the female ghost and the rag doll.

The female ghost turned her head to look at the spot where the resentment had erupted, only to see the hideous face of the "demon fetus" right in front of her.

The next moment, one of the female ghost's hands appeared in the "demon fetus's" mouth and was swallowed whole in a few bites.

The “demon fetus” has a mysterious origin and has existed for a long time. Although it is no match for Li Zhen, how could these ghosts possibly be its match?
The gentle melody turned into screams, and the female ghost threw down the tattered doll, grabbing at the "demon fetus" with her other hand.

The "demon fetus" easily tore off the female ghost's hand and swallowed it as well.

The female ghost's voice was even more shrill.

The yin energy emanating from the coffin was even more intense, but it could not stop the "demon fetus" from moving.

Soon, its legs were swallowed by the demonic fetus, turning it into a crippled ghost that could only cocoon on the ground.

The "demon fetus" stopped in front of the female ghost and bit down on her shoulder, ignoring the mud gushing from her body, and began to devour her piece by piece.

When it is a little ghost, it can also be angry and upset, but it won't have such a strong malevolent aura. This may be related to the influence of the original demonic fetus.

But now it has put all that aside and only wants to devour the female ghost that caused it so much pain.

This ferocious side terrified the big-headed little devils, rag dolls, and the like into silence.

No one dared to speak.

Apart from the sound of silt rushing in, the only other sound in the passage was the sound of the "demon fetus" gnawing on bones and flesh.

But the female ghost started singing a tune.

Enraged, the "demon fetus" bit down on the female ghost's head, its teeth easily piercing her neck.

Mud kept oozing from the "demon fetus's" mouth, but it didn't spit out the female ghost's head.

Just then, it raised its head and looked at the fat yellow cat who had run back at some point.

Rotten Cat and some other cats followed behind Fatty Yellow.

After being glanced at by the "demon fetus," the cats trembled with fear and dared not utter a sound.

Fatty Huang felt a sudden tightness in his knees and almost collapsed into the mud.

After being blocked by the group of cats, Fatty Huang originally wanted to break through the encirclement and escape directly from the cats.

But just as he was about to act, he saw a rotting cat covered in maggots and emitting a putrid stench that chilled him to the bone.

The astute Fatty Huang immediately realized that the only option left was to close his eyes and wait for death.

That cat was in such a state but it still wasn't dead, it must be something extraordinary. What else could it do but wait to die?
Surprisingly, neither the cats that appeared nor the horrible rotting cat showed him any hostility.

Fatty Huang tentatively reached out and touched a dirty cat, and the cat didn't resist.

So Fatty Huang tried to talk to the rotten cat again. The cat ignored him, but Fatty Huang felt that the cat knew what he was saying.

He asked the rotting cat, whose rear end was facing him, if he could leave through this passage.

The cat didn't react at all.

Hearing the loud noise, Fatty Huang looked back and asked if he could go back and take a look. He then saw the cat take a few steps in that direction first.

Seeing that Fatty Huang hadn't left, it barked at him a few times, clearly urging him to come back.

Now Fatty Huang was finally certain that the cat could understand him.

When he returned to the coffin, his mind in turmoil, he saw the female ghost, whose body had been torn apart and was now only a shell, being devoured by an even more terrifying evil spirit.

Fatty Huang immediately understood that the reason the female ghost wanted him to leave must be because of this evil spirit.

When he first saw the rotten cat, he thought it was terrifying enough. But when he saw this evil spirit, he realized that there were things even more terrifying than the rotten cat and the female ghost.

The demon before me had a mouth that was split to the roots of its ears, filled with sharp teeth. Its cramped face was covered with ugly features, especially its eyes, which were just two small black dots, making it look extremely eerie.

The stark contrast between its grotesque appearance and its small size makes the demon before you look even more terrifying.

The moment Huang Pangzi saw the evil spirit, his body trembled involuntarily.

If it weren't for the female ghost and the rotten cat as a prelude, Fatty Huang felt that if he had seen this evil spirit at first glance, he might have fainted.

Watching the evil spirit eat so heartily, he suddenly had a terrible thought.

Could it be that the cats brought him back so that the evil spirit could eat him?
As Huang Pangzi thought of this, he suddenly saw the evil ghost about to swallow the female ghost whole. He shuddered and wished he could hide himself in the mud.

Unfortunately, no matter how much Fatty Huang prayed to the gods and Buddhas in his heart, the evil spirit still noticed him, and looked at him while chewing exaggeratedly.

The chubby man, whose whole body was trembling even more violently, swallowed hard and secretly glanced at the rotting cat out of the corner of his eye, wanting to see how the cat would react.

Seeing the cat lower its head and not dare to meet the evil spirit's gaze, Fatty Huang's heart skipped a beat again.

Then he saw the evil spirit walking towards him, focusing all its attention on him. Immediately, he imagined himself being bitten and mangled, and his knees buckled, causing him to kneel on the ground.

A pungent smell of blood, mixed with the stench of decay, hit him so hard that Huang Pangzi's vision went black and he almost fainted.

"Grandpa Ghost, don't eat me! I...I...I don't taste good!"

The "demon fetus" circled around Fatty Huang, patted Rotten Cat's head, and mumbled, "It's...it's the same smell. You didn't get the wrong person."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Huang almost choked on his breath.

Why is it that even ghosts are looking for him?
"It really doesn't taste good!"

"Who said I was going to eat you?" "No...you won't eat me?"

Huang Pangzi cautiously looked up at the "demon fetus," only to find that it looked completely different from before.

Not only did the jagged teeth close up, but the ferocious little face was also smoothed out, without a trace of menace, and instead it was kind of... cute?
With his fear greatly reduced, Fatty Huang tentatively asked, "Really...really won't eat me?"

The "demon fetus" said speechlessly, "You're not tasty anyway. Don't worry, come with me, I'll take you back."

The still-shaken fat man had a sudden thought: "Take him back?"

The "demon fetus" waved its hand: "Forget it, I can't tell you now. I don't know what I should say and what I shouldn't say. If I say too much, I'll be finished. Just come with me."

This sentence contained a lot of useful information, and Fatty Huang's mind was in turmoil.

This demon seems overly friendly to him?

Seeing the "demon fetus" turn and walk towards the broken stone gate, Fatty Huang hesitated for a moment, then followed after it: "This Ghost King..."

"Don't call me the Ghost King."

"Uh...that female ghost is dead?"

"He's not dead yet, but he's almost done."

"I have some questions I'd like to ask it. I wonder if I could meet it?"

Fatty Huang only wanted to test the evil spirit's attitude towards him, but who knew that as soon as he made a request, the evil spirit opened its mouth and spat out a disfigured head.

The demon's mouth was small, but the head it spat out was quite large.

Fatty Huang, who recognized the female ghost's face, naturally knew that this was the head of the female ghost he had spent a long time with.

Upon seeing the female ghost's appearance, instead of feeling the joy of revenge, he felt a strange sadness.

The gentle, peaceful melody emanating from the female ghost's teeth brought Fatty Huang's melancholy to its peak.

The "demon fetus" shoved the head into the mud, instantly silencing the sound.

Seeing this brutal scene, Fatty Huang's cheeks twitched.

"Have mercy, have mercy, don't kill it yet."

Fatty Huang carefully grabbed the hair at the back of the head and pulled the head out.

Looking at the rotting face covered in mud, Fatty Huang said with a complicated expression, "You shouldn't have captured me. I'm alive, you're dead. We're not on the same path."

"Of course, I also know that the root of the problem is not with you. I have no grudge against you and we have no connection whatsoever. You shouldn't be bringing this up with me."

"I want to know, who gave you my name and date of birth?"

The female ghost's hair gently wrapped around Fatty Huang's hand.

Fatty Huang said with a grim expression, "Tell me, and I can make your death more comfortable."

After saying that, he smiled at the "demon fetus": "Ghost... Ghost Brother, look..."

The "demon fetus" waved its hand: "It's up to you. Do whatever you want with it, but you have to repay me in the future. I came all this way to find you, it wasn't easy... In the future, hehe, wait until I've thought it through, wait until I've thought it through, don't try to renege on your promise!"

The amount of information contained in that sentence still surprised Fatty Huang.

But he didn't ask any more questions now.

"Did you hear me? Explain yourself clearly, and if I'm in a better mood, I'll let you choose a comfortable way to die."

The female ghost's hair stretched and pierced into the huge coffin, returning to Fatty Huang's hand with a piece of yellow cloth stained with mud.

Fatty Huang threw down the female ghost's head, grabbed the yellow cloth, wiped it with his hand, and saw some runes drawn on it.

He looked puzzled.

He examined the yellow cloth from all angles, but still couldn't figure out what it was.

The "demon fetus" said, "This looks like something left behind after someone cast a spell."

Fatty Huang naturally knew this, but that wasn't what he cared about, so that statement was pointless.

But the next sentence from the "demon fetus" made his face light up with joy.

"Following the scent of this thing, we can find its original owner."

Fatty Huang fawned over him, saying, "Brother Ghost, your knowledge is unmatched by most people, and you also have such skills. Sigh, compared to you, this female ghost is nothing!"

"Demon Fetus" glanced at Fatty Huang and said reservedly, "So-so."

Seeing that the "demon fetus" was happy, Fatty Huang seized the opportunity to ask, "Will this female ghost... die now?"

The "demon fetus" glanced at the female ghost's head and said uncertainly, "It shouldn't be. There's plenty of yin energy here, but it's hard to say how long it will take to recover."

After hesitating for a moment, Fatty Huang said, "How about we don't eat it? Let it live a little longer. If I can't find the person who harmed me, I can come after it then. Anyway, it's already..."

The "demon fetus," who disliked troublesome matters, interrupted, saying, "Do with it however you want. It doesn't taste good anyway, I just won't eat it."

Seeing that his request had been agreed to without reservation by the "demon fetus," Fatty Huang breathed a sigh of relief.

"You'd better watch yourself. If I can't find you, I'll come back to you."

After saying those last words to the female ghost, Fatty Huang hurriedly followed the "demon fetus" and the many stray cats toward the exit.

More and more silt is flowing into this area, and if we don't leave soon, this place will be submerged.

Walking unimpeded through the passage, when he saw the dark sky, the mud in the passage had already reached up to Fatty Huang's waist.

The cats were faster than him and had long since reached the hard ground beside the swamp, where they were meowing incessantly.

The chubby man, clutching the yellow cloth, struggled to pull himself out of the mud and lay on the ground, panting heavily.

After resting for a while, he got up, looked at the wide expanse of muddy ground in front of him, and then looked up at the sky, feeling a sense of relief at having survived a disaster.

"gone."

"Demon Fetus" urged, then climbed onto the rotten cat's back.

Just as Fatty Huang was about to ask where they were going, he saw the little devil with a big head and a small body appear beside him and grab his arm.

Before he could even speak, he found himself seemingly floating on clouds, moving ever forward.

A large group of stray cats chased after them, but they were not fast enough and were quickly left behind.

Judging from the sounds, although they were getting further and further away from the rotten cat, they were still relentlessly chasing after it.

The scenery on both sides kept receding, and Fatty Huang, who had no idea where he was going, had completely lay down and was no longer worried about what kind of situation he would face.

Things will be as they are; his situation won't be any worse than before...

Fatty Huang thought to himself.

Nearly an hour later, the chubby man with his hair completely messed up stood outside a gate. He was so shocked to see a familiar house in front of him that he didn't even have time to fix his hair.

(End of this chapter)