I'm modifying myself into the ultimate demon.

Chapter 119 Outbreak: Fighting as Ghosts, Die!!!

Chen Mo's laughter sent a chill down He Miao's spine.

Just then, Chen Mo spoke up, "Tell me the details of what happened."

He Miao recounted everything in detail: "Yesterday, the matter of those three families worshipping evil gods came to a conclusion, which also implicated other people in Wuqiao Town who were worshipping evil gods. I felt that something was wrong. Yesterday, I sent the two incense masters, Wei Guoxu and Qiao Shan, to Wuqiao Town to investigate thoroughly. Unexpectedly, this morning, some disciples came to report that the two incense masters had met with misfortune."

Hearing this information alone, he couldn't make any sense of it, so Chen Mo asked, "What about the messenger?"

He Miao said, "That young man ran too fast and aggravated his old injury. He is currently recuperating in the hall."

After a moment's thought, Chen Mo said, "You should go back to the hall. I'll come to the hall in a bit. We'll ask the disciple who brought the message before making a decision. Don't make any hasty decisions before I arrive."

He Miao knew the matter was urgent, so he immediately nodded in agreement and turned to leave.

Ma Tie, standing to the side, turned deathly pale with fright. In his mind, the Red Lantern Gang had always been an insurmountable, towering tree in Honghe County, and no evil spirit had ever dared to offend them.

Hearing that Black Mountain Village had been massacred and that even the two leaders of the incense hall had died, he was shocked to learn that Black Mountain Village had been wiped out.

It was truly terrifying.

"Young master, what kind of monsters dare to openly kill the leader of the Red Lantern Clan? This is clearly going against the Goddess. The Goddess of the Red Lantern Clan will not let them off easily."

Qiu Lan, standing to the side, clenched her fists and said, "That's right, the Red Lantern Goddess will not let them off the hook."

Chen Mo shook his head and didn't say anything more.

He went to get the broadsword provided by the incense hall, and then went to the mirror in the back room.

Take out three incense sticks, light them, and then insert them into the incense burner.

He didn't say a word throughout the entire process.

After lighting three incense sticks, he went to the stables, took his horse, and headed straight for the incense hall.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the incense hall, Lu Chengzhuang, who had been guarding the gate, came forward to greet them. He led Chen Mo's horse and handed it to a shop assistant, then welcomed Chen Mo inside. "The disciple who brought the message is Ding Liu, a personal disciple of Wei Guoxu. He is a fourth-level internal martial arts master, and his skills are not small. He is currently having his wounds bandaged in the pharmacy. Right Envoy He and the others have already gone there."

Chen Mo nodded. "Is the injury serious?"

"This... I don't know how to describe it. You'll know once you see it for yourself, Left Envoy Chen."

Chen Mo's heart tightened.

Lu Chengzhuang is a peak seventh-level Martial Master, knowledgeable and powerful. How could he not describe Ding Liu's injuries clearly?
Chen Mo quickened his pace and rushed to the pharmacy.

A number of incense masters were gathered here, all with solemn expressions, and some even showed signs of fear. Only when they saw Chen Mo arrive did they perk up and greet him.

Chen Mo waved his hand dismissively, "No need for formalities, where is Ding Liu?"

“Left Envoy Chen, over here.” He Miao waved to Chen Mo from inside the room.

Chen Mo quickly walked over and was shocked to see a bed next to He Miao, on which lay a young man with a weak complexion. The pharmacist from the pharmacy was applying medicine to his legs and feet.

Chen Mo saw the man's legs and feet.

It wasn't an ordinary wound; large patches of black pustules and necrotic flesh had appeared, and foul-smelling black mucus was oozing from the ruptured pustules.

Chen Mo sensed it. This was due to being influenced by ghostly energy.

Chen Mo knew that he couldn't save his legs.

If the limbs are not amputated soon, the ghostly energy will infect the whole body, and the person will die.

The young man struggled to his feet and weakly bowed to Chen Mo, saying, "Your subordinate, Ding Liu, greets Left Envoy Chen."

Chen Mo didn't rush to explain the injuries, but instead asked, "What exactly happened in Wuqiao Town? Why did Wei Guoxu and Qiao Shan, both seventh-level martial arts masters, suddenly die?"

Ding Liu looked horrified. "It all started with an old man named Chen Rong'an from Wuqiao Town."

Chen Rong'an?
Wasn't that the old man who went to Old Xie's house to watch shadow puppet shows and got mad? Later, Chen Mo and Guo Ziyu went to Chen Rong'an's house in person, and Guo Ziyu used the spirit preservation method and the spirit writing technique to cure Chen Rong'an's madness.

Chen Mo vaguely sensed something, "Go on."

Ding Liu continued, "Chen Rong'an is a highly respected elder in Wuqiao Town. Hearing that we were from the Incense Hall and came to Wuqiao Town to investigate incense-related matters, he was very hospitable and invited us to stay at his home. My master is a kind-hearted person and always values ​​good relations with the villagers. So, accepting Chen Rong'an's kindness, he took us to stay at his house..."

But this house is eerie. We encountered something strange on our very first day here.

Chen Mo was taken aback: "Something unusual? Tell me about it in detail."

Ding Liu, suppressing her fear, said, "Last night, we heard strange ghostly cries in the night, and we also saw a person dressed in white flying around in the sky. It scared us to death. Master then led people to chase after them... I was assigned to stay behind to guard the items, so I didn't go. That's how I survived. After dawn, I saw Master's and the others' bodies... so I rushed back to report the news."

People dressed in white are flying around in the sky?

This was indeed beyond Chen Mo's comprehension.

Although I haven't seen many ghosts, based on the Black and White Impermanence and the old Taoist priest in black robes that I have seen... they cannot fly.

Flying...that's a bit outrageous.

After considering for a moment, Chen Mo asked, "Are you sure you saw the corpses of Xu and the others from Wei?"

Ding Liu nodded firmly: "I'm sure."

How did they die?

"I...I..." Ding Liu was suddenly provoked and showed a very frightened expression. She took several deep breaths before saying, "It's very strange. My master, the leader of Qiaoshan, and seven other disciples were all kneeling on the ground, bowing towards a certain place. Then their abdominal cavities were emptied...and their eyes and tongues were gone too."

In the end, Ding Liu burst into tears, almost pleading, "I know that Left Envoy Chen is a master of martial arts. Please help me bring back my master's body so that I can give him a proper burial. I beg you."

Chen Mo nodded, stepped forward, and gently stroked Ding Liu's forehead, saying softly, "Don't worry, I will bring their bodies back. Ding Liu, you did a great job..."

Ding Liu thanked him gratefully, "Thank you, Left Envoy Chen... Ah!!!"

Before she could finish speaking, Ding Liu suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Suddenly, Chen Mo severed Ding Liu's legs with a single stroke.

Cut it off at the root of the thigh.

Blood gushed out and splattered all over everyone's faces.

Everyone was terrified, and their gazes toward Chen Mo were filled with horror and fear.

The pharmacist was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, stammering and unable to speak.

Chen Mo said, "Ding Liu's legs are tainted by ghostly energy, forming large areas of rotting flesh. If they are not amputated, the rot will soon spread throughout his body. At that point, there will be no saving him."

Everyone then realized what was happening, but they were also terrified. They felt that this newly appointed Left Envoy Chen was far too ruthless.

Chen Mo glanced around and said, "Ding Liuying is brave and worthy of my Incense Hall. He risked his life to bring back important information and should set an example for you all."

Everyone suddenly felt a ringing in their ears and nodded in agreement.

Chen Mo then said to Ding Liu, "You should take good care of your injuries. I will go to Wuqiao Town myself."

After leaving a message, Chen Mo strode out of the pharmacy.

When I got outside, I heard Ding Liu's tearful voice behind me.

"Thank you, Left Envoy Chen, for saving my life!"

"That place is very dangerous, Left Envoy Chen, please be extremely careful."

Chen Mo smiled and then, along with He Miao, Lu Chengzhuang, and two other incense masters named Zhou Bei and Xie Beichuan, rode straight to Wuqiao Town.

They left the city, got onto the official road, and galloped away on horseback.

The four people behind him felt a chill run down their spines after hearing Ding Liu's words. They knew it was the work of a ghost. Even He Miao, a ninth-level martial artist, was uneasy. Although he was a ninth-level martial artist, he knew that if he faced a ghost, he would only be waiting to die.

However, the thought of having such a fierce Left Envoy Chen made everyone feel much more at ease.

Soon we arrived at the entrance to Wuqiao Town.

Chen Mo pulled on the reins, slowing the horse down. Looking up, he saw that the sky above Wuqiao Town was hazy and visibility was low.

This situation is exactly the same as when I visited the Li residence last time.

A ghost formation!!
This place has indeed changed.

"Left Envoy Chen, is something wrong with this place?" Zhou Bei asked, approaching him. He was a lean man in his forties, not very big, but he gave off a shrewd vibe. Quite the opposite of Xie Beichuan.

Chen Mo nodded. "It should be a ghost formation. There's definitely something wrong with Wuqiao Town. Does anyone have some incense?"

As the head of the Twenty-Four Incense Halls, it was common for him to carry incense with him, but Chen Mo simply didn't bring any.

"I brought it."

At this moment, Lu Chengzhuang brought over a handful of incense sticks.

Chen Mo selected an incense stick, then took the tinderbox from Lu Chengzhuang, blew out a flame, lit the incense, and then bit his finger, dripping a drop of blood onto the burning part of the incense.

Those around Chen Mo were puzzled by his actions and filled with doubt.

Only Chen Mo knew what he was doing: summoning Juan'er. Juan'er was originally a ghost array puppet, possessing an extraordinary sensitivity to ghost arrays, a level of expertise Chen Mo could not match. With Juan'er by his side, he would no longer fear these ghost arrays.

Chen Mo held an incense stick in his hand and slowly made his way forward, saying, "Everyone, stay close to me."

drive!
The five men rode horses into Wuqiao Town.

The further they went, the more shrouded in mist and eeriness permeated the air, making them feel extremely uncomfortable. Even the most skilled seventh-level martial artists felt a chill run down their spines.

The town seemed no different from usual, with peddlers setting up stalls along the streets and shops on both sides open as usual. When the villagers saw Chen Mo and his companions' attire, they recognized them as the manager of the Red Lantern Gang and greeted them warmly.

A peddler selling steamed buns wrapped a large batch of buns in mulberry paper and gave them to Chen Mo and his companions, saying, "We are worshipping the Red Lantern Goddess. You Red Lanterns have had a long journey. Have a few hot buns to warm your stomachs."

Lu Chengzhuang was a kind-hearted man, so he accepted the money and even gave him a few copper coins.

They continued on their way until they arrived at Chen Rong'an's house.

Several tents were set up in front of the Chen family's gate, where the leaders of the seven incense halls and more than a dozen assistants had settled. When they saw Chen Mo, they all came up to greet him.

Upon learning of Wei Guoxu's death, He Miao immediately dispatched seven incense masters to investigate. They arrived here first and settled in. The leader of the incense masters was named Liu Changchun, a middle-aged man in his fifties. Dressed in refined attire, he gave off a cautious and meticulous impression.

Chen Mo dismounted and, led by Liu Changchun, took the head seat in the tent.

Chen Mo waved for everyone to take their seats on either side, then asked Liu Changchun, "Have you found out anything?"

Liu Changchun's expression was grave. "I've only been here with my men for half a day, but we sensed that the Chen residence was unusual. So we sent Liu Hui with a few of his men to enter the Chen residence first. But three hours have passed, and Liu Hui still hasn't come out."

Liu Hui?

Chen Mo had an impression of it.

He was also a seventh-level martial artist, in his thirties, with high talent and great courage. He was always efficient in his work.

Chen Mo asked, "Before Liu Hui entered the Chen residence, was there an agreed-upon emergency plan?"

Liu Changchun said, "It's agreed that Liu Hui has brought a signal arrow. If there's an emergency, he'll fire one, and we'll rush in to help. The agreed time is 1:15 PM. You must come out. If you don't, something has happened. It's already 1:15 PM, so there are only 15 minutes left."

Chen Mo nodded, "Then let's wait until 11:00 PM. This place isn't quite right, let's all rest up before we talk."

At this moment, Lu Chengzhuang took out the hot steamed buns he had just bought and began to distribute them to everyone, while smiling and trying to liven up the atmosphere: "On the way here, we met a kind villager who insisted on giving us buns to eat. I couldn't refuse, so I gave him the money. Everyone, please eat with peace of mind."

Chen Mo also received three meat buns.

Since Chen Mo already disliked cooked food, he didn't eat it.

Just then, Xie Beichuan said, "The meat in this bun doesn't taste right."

Zhou Bei said, "Master Xie, are you not used to the food?"

Xie Beichuan said, "No, there must be a problem. My father was a butcher, and I grew up working in the butcher shop with him. My sense of smell for meat is much more acute than that of ordinary people. No animal meat smells like this."

Zhou Bei snorted, "There are so many wild animals in the world, can't there be some you haven't seen before?"

Xie Beichuan said, "What kind of wild game could a local villager like him hunt? And even if he did hunt some, would he be willing to use it to make steamed buns and sell them?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bei and the other incense masters finally realized what was going on.

Chen Mo glared at Xie Beichuan. "Stop keeping me in suspense, just say it."

Xie Beichuan said, "This is probably a human flesh bun."

“That peddler is suspicious. I’ll go and capture him and get some answers.” Xie Beichuan dropped the steamed buns, grabbed his broadsword, and was about to get up and run out of the tent when Chen Mo stopped him.

"There are probably more problems in this town than just that peddler. You might get into trouble if you go out alone. There's no need to rush."

As he spoke, Chen Mo stuck the incense stick, which was a third burned, into a bun on the table, and then said, "Give the order that they should not go far, but stay nearby. Keep an eye on the Chen residence and wait for news from Liu Hui at 1:15 PM."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Mo sat down cross-legged and quietly released his ghostly shadow.

Now, Chen Mo's ghostly shadow can communicate over a distance of three hundred zhang, nearly a thousand meters, enough to cover most of the streets of Wuqiao Town.

A ghostly figure silently walked down the street.

Through the ghostly figure, Chen Mo could clearly see the scene on the street.

Everything seemed the same as usual, everyone busy with their own things. Erhu's mother was also cutting pig feed in the yard.

The shops on both sides are perfectly normal.

However, Chen Mo saw a baby's face growing on Erhu's mother's belly.

After observing for a while, they discovered that almost everyone in the households along the streets of the town had a baby face on their abdomen.

Moreover, this baby's face was not quite the same as the one Chen Mo had seen before.

The "baby face" condition was a kind of unconscious illness; once contracted, one was simply waiting for the illness to escalate into madness and death. No unexpected changes would occur along the way.

These baby faces seem to have come to life.

Birthmarks on a baby's face can actually change.

"interesting."

Chen Mo withdrew the ghostly shadow.

It was now the hour of Wei (1-3 PM).

Liu Changchun spoke up, "Left Envoy Chen, the time has come. Liu Hui still hasn't come out, nor has he sent any information. I'm afraid..."

These words immediately chilled the atmosphere inside the tent.

Chen Mo said, "No rush. I'm going out for a bit. You all stay here and keep watch. Under no circumstances should you go to the Chen residence."

Leaving behind a message, Chen Mo, carrying incense sticks and a knife, hurriedly left the tent.

According to He Miao's information, Black Mountain Village was also massacred.

Chen Mo was thinking of Li Qingniu and Guo Songyang. Since he was already here, he naturally wanted to see what was going on. If he could manage to rescue a few people, that would be good.

They ran all the way to the nearby Black Mountain Forest and arrived at the entrance of Black Mountain Village. They saw that most of the gate of Black Mountain Village had collapsed, and the red lanterns hanging on the gate had turned white.

A pungent, bloody smell wafted over.

Chen Mo quickly entered the familiar village, seeing corpses lying on the ground, covered in blood.

When they arrived at Shouluzhuang, they found corpses everywhere.

More than a dozen men were all dead.

I didn't see Li Qingniu.

Chen Mo rushed to Fu Huo Manor and found that more than a dozen of his men were dead, their bodies lying haphazardly. After searching the place, he couldn't find Guo Ziyang or Guo Songyang.

This relieved Chen Mo.

Just then, Chen Mo saw a figure moving in the living room of the inner courtyard.

Clang!

Chen Mo drew his sword, "Who!?"

"it's me."

A familiar voice came from inside, and Guo Ziyu, dressed in a white robe, walked out. Perhaps because she had been there for too long, Guo Ziyu's hair was covered with a layer of frost, and her face was somewhat pale.

Chen Mo then sheathed his sword. "When did Miss Ziyu arrive?"

Guo Ziyu also sheathed her longsword. "Last night, when you reminded me to evacuate Guo Songyang and the others, I came here. Unfortunately, I searched the entire village but couldn't find Uncle Guo and Ziyang. Fortunately, we didn't find their bodies either. I don't know if they are alright."

As Guo Ziyu drew closer, Chen Mo finally got a clear look at her haggard face. She must have spent the entire night searching the village.

In a world overrun by ghosts, survival is already incredibly difficult.

Let alone others, even my own life and death are in question.

Guo Ziyu didn't hesitate too much. "I just went to Wuqiao Town and heard that something happened at the incense hall there too?"

Chen Mo nodded in agreement and then gave a brief account of what had happened.

Guo Ziyu was greatly surprised after hearing this: "Chen residence, Chen Rong'an?"

Chen Mo said, "I also find it strange. Wasn't Chen Rong'an's madness cured by Miss Ziyu? How could such strange things happen at the Chen residence? Two incense masters of the seventh level of inner cultivation died inside one after another. Liu Hui went inside to check just now, but he couldn't come out either. I'm afraid he also suffered the same fate. I suspect that Chen Rong'an's madness may have relapsed, and is even more vicious than before?"

Guo Ziyu pondered for a long time, "The Red Lantern Spirit Preservation Method I used back then did indeed extract the ghost energy from his body. But the recent events are too bizarre. If a fierce ghost really escapes from the Great Yin Mountain, the possibility of a relapse of madness cannot be ruled out."

Chen Mo shared his speculation, "Miss Ziyu, this is what I think. The curse of madness doesn't originate from a single evil spirit, but rather from a lineage of evil spirits. This lineage of evil spirits all possesses the ability to unleash curses. And behind this lineage of evil spirits is a master of curses. This master is the most terrifying." Guo Ziyu's eyes lit up: "According to your theory, with Shen Yujun and the evil infant paving the way, Cui Sheng's curse was only moderately powerful. With the deaths of the evil infant and Shen Yujun, the evil spirits of Dayin Mountain emerged, giving rise to an even more powerful curse?"

Chen Mo said, "That should be it. The evil spirit that came this time triggered the curse within Tang Xiaoyu, causing her to lose her life. This evil spirit is probably staying in Chen Rong'an's house. After all, Chen Rong'an had been cursed before, and although it was cured, it still left a mark. The evil spirit came with great force, so it sought to possess people who had been cursed before."

Guo Ziyu pondered for a moment and said, "Young Master Mo is right. Once Tongshan and Tang Qi arrive, we'll go to the Chen residence to confront that evil ghost and give Xiaoyu an explanation."

Guo Ziyu spoke softly, but the determination in her eyes was clearly evident.

Chen Mo didn't try to dissuade him further, and at the same time, he was also curious to see how the young masters of noble families performed exorcisms, so he said, "That's fine too."

Before long, Tang Tongshan and Tang Qi arrived.

Neither of them had time to grieve for Tang Xiaoyu's death before they each grabbed their weapons and rushed over, covered in dust.

Tang Qi was still holding that large Guan Dao in his hand.

This Guan Dao is of great importance, so Chen Mo wasn't in a hurry to get it back.

They exchanged information.

Tang Tongshan flew into a rage, his hand gripping the knife hilt so tightly it turned white. "Fine, fine. Tonight I'll go and confront that wicked ghost. I'll shred it to pieces to appease my little fish."

Chen Mo didn't try to persuade him further.

Tang Xiaoyu died after listening to ghost stories.

There are many kinds of ghost curses, and they vary in level, but the ghost curses from ghost stories are probably the most terrifying. Even Su Yuqing couldn't withstand them.

The evil spirits that have come now are from the lineage of the Curse Master. They are connected to the curse within their bodies, and anyone who gets close to the curse will trigger the curse to erupt.

Chen Mo made up his mind and said, "You all go and wait for me at the back gate of the Chen residence. There are no people from my incense hall there. Do not enter the Chen residence before I arrive."

Guo Ziyu nodded in agreement.

After bidding farewell and leaving the village, Chen Mo saw a familiar figure waiting at the village gate.

It was Juan'er, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket.

"Brother Mo. I smelled the fragrance of your blood and came here following the incense. What do you want with me? I'm busy making shadow puppets."

Chen Mo smiled. "I'm not busy with the puppet matter. I called you here because I need something. Just come with me. Is that alright?"

Juan'er nodded obediently, "Mmm."

Chen Mo took Juan'er back to the tent outside the Chen residence in Wuqiao Town.

The incense masters all stood up.

"Left Envoy Chen".

Chen Mo nodded, then asked Liu Changchun, "Any news about Liu Hui?"

Liu Changchun shook his head, "I'm afraid something has happened."

Chen Mo waved his hand and said, "You all stay here and surround the Chen residence. I'll go in alone to check. If there's any news, I'll call you. Also... you need to watch out for the villagers in town. They've all been infected with the madness disease. They should be fine during the day, but at night, I'm afraid something might happen. He Miao!"

He Miao stepped forward, knife in hand: "Here."

Chen Mo said, "Take good care of everyone and make sure no one dies. If you encounter any problems, lead your men to evacuate the town."

He Miao nodded in agreement.

Chen Mo then pulled Juan'er out of the tent. They then went around to the back gate of the Chen residence, where they indeed saw Guo Ziyu, Tang Qi, and Tongshan.

When everyone saw that Chen Mo had brought Juan'er with him, they understood Chen Mo's calculations. They couldn't help but think that Chen Mo was shrewd despite his rough exterior.

"Let's go."

Chen Mo led the way into the Chen residence.

Squeak.

Open the back door.

Makes a crisp sound.

The backyard was quiet, and upon entering the Chen residence, it was clear that the fog was even thicker, making it hazy and reducing visibility to only a dozen meters.

A chilling aura sent shivers down one's spine.

After walking several dozen meters and passing through an archway, we came to a row of rear buildings in the backyard. In each rear building, a white oil lamp was lit, swaying in the wind.

Tang Qi glanced at a back room and said, "There's a figure inside. I'll go take a look."

Tang Qi led the way to the nearby back room and pushed open the door.

Chen Mo followed behind and moved closer.

Sure enough, there was someone inside.

The man was very strange; he knelt dejectedly on the ground. His clothes had been stripped off, his abdomen had been cut open and hollowed out, and a white candle had been stuffed into his head, turning him into a sky lantern.

Guo Ziyu frowned: "I had long heard that some nobles and nobles in certain places are superstitious and would have people buried with them. They would remove the organs, make a hole in the top of the head, stuff in a candle, and light an ever-burning lamp with human oil. It could burn for a hundred years without going out. I didn't expect to see it here."

Chen Mo didn't seem to react much, only asking, "Where are his clothes?"

After searching for a while, Tang Qi took out a handful of torn clothes from under a cabinet. "Here they are."

Chen Mo went over and took the clothes. When he opened them, he saw that there were countless sharp scratches on the clothes. Judging from the appearance of the clothes, they were the standard robes of the Incense Hall.

"The one who died was a disciple of my ancestral hall. Quickly go to the next back room and check."

Chen Mo rushed to the back room next door and saw the exact same scene.

He was a disciple of a temple, yet his abdomen was cut open, his internal organs were removed, and an oil lamp was lit on his head.

Tang Tongshan was furious: "What a vicious and cruel devil!"

Chen Mo rushed over and went to see the six back rooms. All of them were lit with white oil lamps. The dead were all disciples of the Incense Hall, kneeling on the ground, with the lamps lit for them.

When they reached the eighth rear building, the scene inside was different.

The person kneeling on the ground having a lamp lit was none other than Liu Hui, the head of the incense hall.

They arrived three hours ago.

The only difference was that there were some signs of struggle on the ground. The swords scattered on the ground were stained with black mist and emitted a chilling aura.

"Go to the central courtyard."

Chen Mo left the room and led the way to the main entrance of the courtyard.

Nine people were kneeling here.

They died in the same manner.

Kneeling in the front row were Qiao Shan and Wei Guoxu. Behind them knelt seven servants from the incense hall.

It seems that Ding Liu arrived here earlier, saw their deaths, and then hurriedly ran back to report the news.

Juan'er spoke up at this moment: "There are people talking in the courtyard."

brush!
Everyone turned to look at the central courtyard and slowly approached.

The door to the courtyard was ajar.

Through the crack in the door, you can see three people sitting in the living room in the courtyard.

It was Chen Rong'an, Chen Bao, and the maid named Yu'er.

The three sat around the dining table, eating heartily and chatting happily, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Red cloth was hung on the windows, above the door, and on the seat of honor. A large character for "longevity" was also written on it.

It seems to be a birthday celebration?

Tang Tongshan raised his giant sword and was about to rush in, but Chen Mo did not stop him. Instead, he released Ghost Shadow and quietly entered the living room first.

Only through the ghost's perspective could Chen Mo clearly see the scene inside.

It really is a birthday celebration.

Chen Rong'an's 80th birthday.

Besides the three of them eating, there was a screen in the side of the hall with shadow puppets moving around, clearly showing a shadow play. The three of them ate their birthday meal while watching the shadow play, chatting and laughing.

"Father, congratulations on your 80th birthday. May you have boundless happiness in the future."

"Yu'er wishes Master a long and healthy life."

Chen Rong'an chuckled and said, "I was already past my due age, but thanks to Lord Shadow Puppet's high regard for me and the many life-extending lamps he lit for my Chen family, my life has been extended. Our old Chen family is truly blessed. From now on, all three of us will live long lives."

The three raised their glasses and drank together.

Just then——

Squeak.

The courtyard door was pushed open.

Tang Tongshan kicked open the courtyard gate. He raised his broadsword and rushed into the living room, furiously slashing at the three men.

"My little fish is gone, and you're all here celebrating your ridiculous 80th birthdays. Die!"

boom!
The giant sword, taller than a person, swept across the heads of the three men with a thunderous crash.

puff!puff!puff!

Three heads suddenly flew up.

Blood splattered from the severed neck, gushing in all directions.

Tang Tongshan rushed to the front of the shadow window and saw the puppet moving on its own. He then looked around and said, "I know you're here. Get out here and die! I'll send you to be buried with Xiaoyu..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Tongshan suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He turned around abruptly and was horrified to see that the heads of Chen Rong'an and the other two had spontaneously flown back onto his neck.

They continued drinking and celebrating as if nothing had happened.

"Father, congratulations on your 80th birthday..."

"Yu'er wishes Master a long and healthy life..."

"I'll curse your grandpa!" Tang Tongshan roared, and chopped off three more heads.

This time, Tang Tongshan didn't rush to sheathe his sword. Instead, he stared intently at the three heads. To his horror, he discovered that the three heads seemed to have grown legs, rose from the ground, and then leaped back onto their respective necks.

The three of them remained as before, continuing to drink and offer their congratulations.

"Father, congratulations on your 80th birthday..."

"Yu'er wishes Master a long and healthy life..."

Wow.

Tang Tongshan slashed his palm with his giant sword and struck again, cleaving off the heads of three people.

This time, the situation changed. The three heads flew down into the yard more than ten meters away. Although they were wriggling, they failed to return to their original heads.

However, the three headless members of Chen Rong'an's family acted as if nothing had happened, continuing to raise their glasses and pour alcohol onto their severed necks. They even made ventriloquist sounds.

"Father, congratulations on your 80th birthday..."

"Yu'er wishes Master a long and healthy life..."

"Die!" Tang Tongshan brandished his blood-stained knife, tearing the three men to pieces. Though they were reduced to fragments, their flesh still writhed.

Tang Qi, Guo Ziyu, and Chen Mo rushed into the living room, staring at the moving shadow puppet in the screen window.

suddenly--

Puff, puff!
On each of the fragments of the three bodies, a white candle appeared, indicating that an oil lamp had been lit.

The white flames illuminated all directions.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

boom!
Tang Tongshan shattered the shadow window with a single stroke.

Guo Ziyu was used to Tang Tongshan's violent nature and didn't pay much attention. She only asked, "Tang Qi, Young Master Mo, have you seen where the ghost is?"

Tang Qi bit his finger, rubbed it against the corner of his eye, drew a mysterious talisman, and scanned his surroundings, but shook his head: "I didn't see it. This ghost is probably a spirit without a physical body."

Guo Ziyu said, "Don't be careless, this ghost is right beside us. It originally had its sights set on Chen Rong'an's family, but now that they're dead, it needs to find another body to possess..."

Before she could finish speaking, Guo Ziyu suddenly turned around and looked at the courtyard.

A round table appeared in the courtyard, and Chen Rong'an and his two companions sat at it to eat and drink.

"Father, congratulations on your 80th birthday. May you have boundless happiness in the future."

"Yu'er wishes Master a long and healthy life."

"I was already past my natural lifespan, but thanks to Lord Shadow Puppet's favor, he lit so many life-extending lamps for my Chen family, which extended my life. Our Chen family is truly blessed. From now on, all three of us will live long lives."

Tang Qi was shocked, a chill running down his spine: "How is this possible... I used my bloodline power to see through the illusions of the power of perception. This is definitely not an illusion."

Tang Tongshan, who had been so brave just moments before, now felt a chill, but he wasn't afraid. He drew his sword and charged out, saying, "What's the big deal? I'll just chop them down again."

Just then, Yu'er suddenly stood up, her face contorted into a ferocious expression. She raised her hand and blocked Tang Tongshan's knife with a bang, a sinister smile spreading across her face.

"So what if you're from a prestigious family? I've been waiting for you here for ages! Die!!"

Boom!

Suddenly, Yu'er unleashed an unprecedentedly terrifying power, actually sending Tang Tongshan flying with a single punch.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Chen Bao stood up, licked his lips, and his eyes were bloodshot. The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Tang Qi and threw a punch. Tang Qi grabbed his Guan Dao to block, but was forced back step by step by an extremely powerful and terrifying force, finally crashing through a roof beam and creating a cloud of dust.

"Jie Jie Jie~"

Chen Rong'an stood up at this moment, his eyes bloodshot, and actually walked towards Guo Ziyu, licking his lips as he said, "Thank you so much, Steward Guo, for saving my life last time. You've given me a long life. Today, however, I don't need your help anymore. How about I send you on your way? Hehe~"

Boom!

Chen Rong'an hurtled towards Guo Ziyu like a cannonball. The latter drew her sword to strike, but found that the old man Chen Rong'an was much stronger than Yu'er and Chen Bao, and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Within moments, the three scions of noble families were entangled by the three members of the Chen family and were completely at a disadvantage. Even if the three of them managed to gain the upper hand by virtue of their noble lineage and weapons, tearing the three members of the Chen family apart, the three members of the Chen family would immediately reappear.

Seeing that the three were in a bad situation but not in mortal danger, Chen Mo looked around. He didn't see anything, but when he turned around, he saw Juan'er staring motionless at the dilapidated screen window.

Chen Mo then asked, "Juan'er, what are you looking at?"

Juan'er raised her hand and pointed to the dilapidated screen window: "There are three ghosts outside, but they are all minor ghosts. There is a more powerful one here."

Chen Mo stared at the shadow window and was shocked to see the white curtain slowly roll up, eventually turning into a white "person" floating in mid-air.

This "person" is a young female infant with disheveled hair.

It opened its gaping maw and gave Chen Mo a sinister smile.

Juan'er tugged at Chen Mo's hand; "Brother Mo, this ghost is so powerful. It's the leader of the other three ghosts. Be careful."

A flying ghost?

Chen Mo slowly drew his long sword, his eyes turning bloodshot.

"Jie Jie Jie."

"You're the one waiting."

Boom! A black aura erupted from Chen Mo's body, and in an instant, Chen Mo's skin turned brown. The powerful ghostly energy instantly swept through the entire courtyard.

The earth trembled violently, accompanied by endless howls and wailing.

The three members of the Chen family outside were all frightened and fled to a distance. Chen Mo's face was full of fear.

Why did he run away?

"what happened?"

Tang Qi and the other two also realized that something was wrong and began to wonder.

Guo Ziyu finally came to her senses and looked towards the living room: "Look, Chen Mo..."

Tongshan and Tang Qi both turned to look, then stared in disbelief.

next moment--

boom!
"Go to hell!"

A ghostly figure materialized around Chen Mo, opening a gaping maw and viciously tearing at the white infant ghost floating in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)