The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 73: Casting Half-Ghost

Li Zhen casually walked up to a corpse.

When he removed the clothes from the body, he saw something wrapped around the abdomen.

The contents were in the form of vertical strips, distributed one by one on the cloth bands wrapped around the corpse's abdomen.

He pulled the thing off and found a black, sticky strip inside.

It should be the legendary duck slices.

"Why do you have to do this when there are so many things you can do?"

Li Zhen threw away the duck slices and successively uncovered the clothes of the two corpses, and saw duck slices in their abdomens.

When he came to the fourth body, he lifted the outer garment and saw no duck slices, only a body wrapped like a mummy inside.

This should be the woman's husband.

A lot of blood flowed out when the seven people were killed by the little ghost, and some of it had already flowed under the corpse.

The corpse actively absorbed the blood like a sponge, and on the "bandages" on both sides of the corpse, one could see strands of bright red blood spreading upwards.

This corpse will definitely turn into a zombie in no time.

"You want to take revenge on your own? I'll help you."

After absorbing human blood, this corpse has begun to gather evil spirits, but it will probably take some time for it to move completely.

Li Zhen barely squeezed out a few drops of blood from the wound on his hand and dripped them onto the face of the corpse.

How could the evil energy in these people's blood be as strong as his?
The blood dripped onto the cloth bag on the corpse's face and quickly disappeared, like a drop of rain falling on dry land.

Then, the corpse's fingers twitched.

Li Zhen didn't care about the body anymore.

He stood up and walked to the familiar-looking fat man standing by the wall, and found a dozen dollars from him.

Throwing the dollar to the little ghost, Li Zhen instructed, "Go to the houses nearby and find some incense, candles, and paper money. There are also seven bowls... Take ten, as many as you have fingers."

"Go get some meat, any kind of meat, beef or pork, not too much, just as big as your fist.

"Find some matches for lighting the fire, and bring back some flowers if you see them, no matter what kind. Leave some money where you take the flowers from."

"Is this money?" The kid looked at the big dollar in his hand.

“Yes, it’s a kind of money.”

“How much money should I leave after I take the items?”

"up to you."

The little ghost disappeared in response.

Li Zhen glanced around the charity cemetery.

He was very satisfied with the environment here.

No matter what noise happened at night, no one would be curious enough to come and check it out.

Even during the day, few people would enter this charity cemetery where "corpses" were apparently stored.

Not long after, the little ghost brought in everything Li Zhen needed.

Li Zhen had everything he asked for, and even brought back two bunches of wild flowers.

This little ghost's body can transform between reality and nothingness. It can control physical objects and directly possess other people, making it very convenient for doing various chores.

When there is no need to consider lethality, this kid can do more than the red-eyed bat.

What’s more important is that despite this kid’s poor math skills, he actually has a pretty high IQ.

It claimed to be the best at finding the way, and it was not lying.

This was the old man with Alzheimer's disease that the little ghost found before.

If it weren't for this little kid who found these things to set up the altar in the middle of the night, it would definitely take Li Zhen a lot longer if he did it himself.

Pushing open the door, Li Zhen walked into the funeral cemetery where many coffins were placed.

The inside was very simple, with holes everywhere for air to leak out.

The yellow talismans on the wall swayed in the wind. Li Zhen moved a dusty square table to the door and began to set up the altar.

To prevent any accidents, he temporarily stuffed the red-eyed bat into an empty coffin.

Returning to the square table, Li Zhen placed the spider demon statue on the ground in the center of the table.

Li Zhen placed various tributes such as flowers and meat in front of the spider demon.

For the "Half-Ghost", these tributes are obviously too little and do not meet the requirements.

But Li Zhen felt that the spider demon was very active in his consciousness. Even without these tributes, it might not have much impact on the casting of black magic.

Preparing these things shows that Li Zhen is quite sincere.

Just make do with it...

Li Zhen lit three incense sticks and three white candles.

Incense was inserted in front of the altar, and candles were placed at three different positions on the altar.

The spider demon statue, shrouded in candlelight, seemed to be covered with a layer of dim gauze, making it look a little hazy.

After looking around, Li Zhen adjusted the position of the square table.

After finishing everything, he picked up the bowl that the little ghost had found and went to the corpses of the seven people to collect seven different kinds of blood.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the altar, Li Zhen looked at the spider demon.

In his consciousness, the blurry face of the eight-armed demon suddenly became clear, and the characteristics of the spider demon gradually dominated it.

His eyes flashed, and the spider demon on the altar shook.

The atmosphere in the entire charity cemetery seemed to be disturbed by something, and some strange changes occurred.

The overlapping wails and screams once again rang in Li Zhen's mind, making him feel as if he had really fallen into the lake composed of resentful souls.

A strange and distorted "squeaking" sound also rang out.

A strong feeling of dizziness came over Li Zhen, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he hadn't eaten for a while, otherwise he would definitely have vomited.

Li Zhentou felt that his body seemed to be changing again.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to be able to hear the subtle sounds of his body rotting.

This feeling made Li Zhen feel numb.

He realized that if he didn't succeed this time, there might not be a next time.

Resisting the discomfort, Li Zhen dripped his blood into seven bowls.

The wailing in my mind instantly drowned out the squeaking sound.

"...The Bodhi bushes darken, blood mist rises, the seven souls weep, the swamp of resentment thickens, eight claws gnaw at bones, and a murderous wind rises..."

The sound of incantations chanted in a strange rhythm rang out inside the charity cemetery.

A strong wind blew up out of nowhere, causing the candle flame to flicker continuously.

The entire charity cemetery became even more eerie.

The chanting continued.

Li Zhen roughly picked up the first bowl and poured the blood into the second bowl, and then poured the blood in the second bowl into the third bowl.

In the end, only a bowl of blood was left.

A large amount of blood spilled along the altar, dyeing the entire altar and the ground crimson.

"...Seven souls and seven spirits, the blood evil comes... The soul returns to my body, and I will never be depressed..."

Li Zhen picked up the candle and dripped a few drops of liquid wax into the bowl.

As if by a miracle, the red color in the blood quickly faded, and the blood in the bowl turned into a turbid liquid with a pungent smell.

In that turbid liquid, Li Zhen seemed to see densely packed human heads...

(End of this chapter)