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Chapter 259 Meng Xiaodong Appears, Zhang Dong's Assessment! (4k)

"Damn it, I should have known better than to stay in this ghost forest with Wanzhou. Lu Ming is the head of headquarters, and the two ghost tamers who follow him seem to be quite powerful as well. I should have realized earlier that his decisions are obviously more authoritative."

Hearing a ghost tamer's lifeless complaints, which seemed to carry a hidden meaning, Wanzhou's face turned cold as he replied:
"You were so stupid back then, and now you're criticizing me after the fact. I hate people like you the most. If it weren't for our current situation, you would already be a corpse."

"Alright, stop arguing. The most urgent thing now is to figure out how to get out of this ghost forest."

No sooner had they finished speaking than they smelled a foul stench of corpses wafting through the air.

The smell was like that of a rotting corpse that had been left out for a long time in the sweltering heat of midsummer.

The ghost handlers, all with extensive experience in handling paranormal events, instantly changed their expressions upon smelling the odor.

"Something's wrong. There's something amiss ahead. We can't go any further. We have to turn back immediately."

At this point, Wanzhou couldn't care less about personal grudges and wanted to be the first to leave.

Many less terrifying ghosts cannot kill people simultaneously.

For example, there was the "knocking ghost" at the Seventh Middle School in Dachang City. Every time he knocked on the door, someone would fall down.

If the previous vengeful ghost is in the same situation, then the first one to escape might be able to avoid death.

The principle of "better to die than for yourself" applies everywhere.

But Wanzhou was too naive. When he smelled the stench of the corpse and was about to turn his head, three blurry figures appeared in his sight.

The light in the Ghost Forest was oppressive and dim, and from a distance, you couldn't make out anything; you could only see three blurry outlines.

No, there were actually far more than three figures, but those three were walking in front, almost completely blocking the view and obscuring what was behind them.

The strangest thing was that although there were three different figures, their steps were completely synchronized, their movements stiff and eerie, and they all moved towards this side at the same time.

Walk!!!
This thought also arose in the minds of people in Wanzhou and others.

They are all top-tier ghost controllers in the paranormal world, but they are only ghost controllers after all, with limited abilities. If they encounter a single ghost, they can still put up a fight, but there are countless fierce ghosts approaching right now, and if they don't run away, they are just waiting to die.

But as it turns out, now that we're in this predicament, running away is useless.

Not long after Wanzhou and the few ghost tamers turned and left, they saw several blurry black figures standing not far away again.

This time, there were even more of them than before. They stood there quietly, seemingly waiting for Wanzhou and the others to approach.

"Let's try another direction..."

Wanzhou's forehead and back were soaked with cold sweat, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

At this moment, one of the ghost tamers suddenly spoke up: "Wanzhou, aren't you being too cautious? Perhaps these figures are just ghost servants, which are derivatives of the supernatural, and not real vengeful ghosts... After all, no matter how strange this forest is, it's impossible for so many ghosts to appear at the same time."

"You think these things are all ghost slaves? If you're going to say that, why don't you go up and try it yourself? At a time like this, there's no need to pretend in front of me. We're all people who are about to be resurrected as vengeful ghosts, barely surviving on the bus. Once we encounter a real vengeful ghost, we simply can't afford to waste our lives."

After being told that by the ghost tamer, Wanzhou couldn't help but curse loudly.

Just as these people were arguing back and forth, a rustling sound came from the old forest again.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the ghostly figures standing among the trees suddenly noticed the presence of Wanzhou and his group. They stiffly turned their heads and looked in their direction.

One by one, lifeless heads peeked out from behind the tree.

They were so dense and overwhelming that it was impossible to count their exact number at a time.

It was only at this point that Wanzhou and the others realized why the ghosts on the bus never approached this grove of trees.

Because behind every tree in this forest lives a ghost.

Or to put it another way.

Each tree represents a ghost.

Rather than calling it an old forest, it's more accurate to describe it as a haunted forest.

Shhhhh!!
The countless vengeful ghosts began to move stiffly, rustling as they stepped on the withered leaves.

Before they died, Wanzhou and the others saw Lu Ming's image in their minds again.

Lu Ming, the ghost groom, was right.

Staying in the Ghost Forest is a sure way to die.

But it's a bit too late to say these things now.

A few desperate screams echoed through the dim woods, before silence quickly returned.

Five demon tamers died here.

After they died, the edge of the forest expanded outwards a little, and exactly five more trees appeared.

These five trees are clearly the same species as the other trees in the Ghost Forest, except that their trunks are slightly immature, as if they have just grown out, and their color is slightly whitish, not yet completely black.

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now.

The people inside the haunted house were unaware of what had happened in the old forest.

However, Lu Ming had long anticipated the fate of the group from Wanzhou and was quite certain that they wouldn't live much longer.

The haunted house was quiet at night. After all, it was only the first day of the seven-day funeral, so it wasn't too difficult to deal with if you were prepared.

Just at this time.

Bang bang bang!
The silence was suddenly broken by a commotion.

The sound was coming from outside the haunted house, like something was knocking or banging on the door.

Before Lu Ming could speak, Yang Jian's face darkened, and the ghost eye on his forehead stretched open the flesh and began to dart restlessly.

Because of some bad experiences in the past, he now hates people knocking on the door for no reason.

This easily reminded him of the ghost that knocked on the door when he encountered the Seventh Middle School in Dachang City.

Almost all of Yang Jian's classmates died in that supernatural event. In fact, if he hadn't come into contact with the ghost eye, happened to become a ghost tamer, and developed the use of the ghost domain, he would have died at Dachang No. 7 Middle School.

"Who's knocking on the door over there?"

"At this time, the red lanterns have turned white, and some kind of protection has failed. It's impossible for a normal person to be wandering outside, let alone knocking on the door for no reason... In other words, the person knocking on the door now is most likely a ghost."

Although Zhou Deng is a thief with a penchant for petty theft, he's surprisingly insightful when it comes to analyzing paranormal events. He succinctly pointed out that the person knocking on the door couldn't be a normal person; it could only be a ghost.

Another ghost-tamer accompanying them replied with a strange expression, "But... if we're talking about knocking, I remember when we came in, the door to the haunted house wasn't closed at all. If a vengeful ghost appeared at that time, why didn't they take advantage of the open door to wander in? Why would they knock on the door from the outside?"

In response, Lu Ming explained, "You really think that a wooden door alone can keep those ghosts out? That's just a formality. What truly prevents those ghosts from entering is the old man's corpse in the main hall."

"Alright, from now on, follow my instructions. As long as we follow the fixed procedure and survive here for seven days, we can leave here alive."

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Ignoring the mournful wails and the knocking on the door, Lu Ming, following his original plan, used the Ghost Domain to transport Zhang Dong's body back into the coffin.

Just as Lu Ming had guessed, Zhang Dong was definitely not dead at this point.

Otherwise, the moment Lu Ming used his supernatural powers to approach Zhang Dong, he would be erased by Zhang Dong.

Even getting close was difficult, let alone transporting Zhang Dong's body into the red coffin.

Fortunately, the process of transporting the body went smoothly without any incidents, and it can be said that it was a close call.

After the first day of the encoffining process was completed, the wailing outside the haunted house subsided.

The group survived until the next day.

For other ghost tamers, they must completely abide by the rules of the haunted house in order to survive, but no one knows exactly what the rules of the haunted house are; they can only guess.

This means an extremely low margin for error; a slight mistake could result in total annihilation.

However, with Lu Ming in the team, there's no need to worry about that.

At first, those who controlled the ghosts might question some of his decisions, but gradually, they all discovered that Lu Ming seemed to have some kind of special supernatural ability, and could know what to do next to survive.

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Things progressed even more smoothly than Lu Ming had anticipated.

Without Zhou Deng making some confusing moves, his teammates, while not very useful, wouldn't have had a significant negative impact either.

"If we keep going like this, we should be able to get through the seven days in the haunted house without any problem, but... I feel like there's something I haven't considered?"

"Since attending this funeral is not only about burying Zhang Dong, but also about undergoing a test from Zhang Dong, the head of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, the subsequent procedures may change."

"As for when exactly the changes will occur, and what kind of changes will happen, I have no idea."

After the fourth day of mourning, we finally arrived at the fifth day of the ghost banquet.

As previously planned, many guests would come to the haunted house on this day to attend a grand banquet.

However, this was a funeral, and those who came to eat were not normal people, but terrifying vengeful ghosts.

Li Yang analyzed, "If the fifth day is a ghost banquet, then our mission will most likely be to hold a banquet. There's definitely nothing for the living to eat in this haunted house, and those attending the banquet will definitely be ghosts..."

At this moment, Zhou Deng suddenly interjected, "What ghosts eat? You mean this white rice?"

He pulled out several bowls of rice from somewhere. The rice seemed to have been sitting for a long time and had long since gone cold. It also exuded a chilly aura, making it look so unappetizing that no one wanted to touch it.

"Zhou Deng, where did you get these things from?"

“Aren’t there a few old graves outside this haunted house? When I was wandering around outside, I suddenly noticed that there was a bowl of white rice in front of each old grave. I figured no one wanted it anyway, so I took it with me.”

Before he finished speaking, he noticed that everything in sight had lost its original color and turned into a gray expanse.

When I looked down again, all the white rice in my hand had disappeared.

The rice didn't disappear; instead, it appeared in Lu Ming's hand.

“I told you before, don’t touch anything in this haunted house. This warning is only given once. If you still don’t listen to my instructions next time, I’ll add your grave to the old graves.”

Lu Ming's tone was icy, showing no mercy, seemingly without any regard for the friendship they had built up over the past few days.

On the fifth day in the haunted house, not only is the strength of the supernatural events tested, but also the judgment of the person controlling the ghosts.

However, under Lu Ming's leadership, Li Yang and the others didn't need to think so much; they just had to obey orders.

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Bang bang bang!
It was almost midnight.

As soon as midnight passed, the red lanterns faded again, turning into an eerie, deathly white.

Moreover, the character "奠" (diàn, meaning "offering sacrifice") appeared on both lanterns.

This marks the fifth day of the haunted house, and the ghost banquet has officially begun.

A chilling wind blew, the sound of which could be interpreted as the wind rustling through the trees or someone weeping softly in the woods. In any case, the eerie weeping reached the haunted house, sounding utterly terrifying.

"Listen, someone's coming. They must be guests attending the ghost banquet."

"Don't let your guard down. Those attending the banquet today are definitely not normal people; they're ghosts..."

As soon as Li Yang finished speaking, the group saw an old woman with a hunched back, looking rather old, appearing on the winding forest path in the distance.

The old woman was carrying a tattered flower basket, and you could vaguely see that it contained some rag dolls. These dolls were not cute; instead, they exuded a chilling aura, making you wonder what they were made of.

"Is this the old man from the bus earlier?"

“I remember… she was probably not a ghost tamer, but a real ghost. How did she get here? And she was the first one to appear.”

Compared to the surprise and uncertainty of Li Yang and Yang Jian, Lu Ming's heart sank.

Of course he knew who the old man was.

Meng Xiaodong, one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China.

She has some unknown emotional entanglement with Zhang Dong, the owner of the haunted house...

Most importantly, according to the original procedure, even if Meng Xiaodong were to appear, he should never have appeared during the ghost banquet on the fifth day of the haunted house.

This is clearly very abnormal and belongs to some kind of anomaly.

"The weighing of Zhang Dong, the old man from the haunted house mentioned earlier, truly begins from this moment on..."

"The process has changed, and what will happen next is unknown."

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it all. We can only take it one step at a time."

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