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Chapter 267 Ruthless Destruction of Flowers! Who do you think you are? (4k)

The news of Lu Ming's death in the line of duty was somewhat hard to accept, yet it was also somewhat expected.

In that situation, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

"The ghost groom, Lu Ming, is gone, but the burial process still has two days to go. With our capabilities, it's unlikely we'll survive..."

The ghost tamer stopped halfway through his speech, seemingly unwilling to continue pondering such a weighty issue.

Just because you don't think about it doesn't mean the problem doesn't exist.

Based on the patterns they had previously observed, the difficulty of their stay in the haunted house increased with each passing day.

Even if they manage to survive the ghost banquet on the fifth day, they will most likely die on the sixth or seventh day.

The atmosphere inside the haunted house remained silent; they all had a premonition that the danger of the fifth day was about to descend.

Meng Xiaodong's appearance was an accident, and now that this little incident has been resolved, the funeral will naturally return to the normal procedure.

“I remember Lu Ming mentioned before how to survive the Ghost Banquet… it’s related to the blood-stained rice he took. How much of that blood-stained rice is left?”

Li Yang glanced at the ghost tamer, a young man named Chen Ming. Although he had only been a ghost tamer for a short time and was considered a newcomer, he was quite strong and also rather intelligent.

"We used up most of our rice fighting that old woman, and now we don't even have two bowls left."

Meng Xiaodong's supernatural abilities were too terrifying. Even the supernatural items that appeared in this haunted house, like the blood-stained rice, couldn't withstand it for long and were quickly consumed by the supernatural.

It was past midnight. After Meng Xiaodong left, in the dim and cold old house, a dense mass of blurry and eerie silhouettes crowded around, as if they were about to engulf everyone there.

Under normal circumstances, facing so many vengeful ghosts at the same time would be certain death.

Because no matter what you do, there is a high probability that you will trigger the killing pattern of one of the ghosts, which will then lead to a chain reaction, making the already serious situation even worse.

However, these ghosts did not actively attack the people inside the haunted house.

This is because just now, Yang Jian had found a way to survive based on the clues given by Lu Ming.

That is, each person grabs a handful of blood-stained rice.

These ghosts are here to attend a ghost feast; their real goal is to eat the blood-stained rice.

As long as there's rice, the situation will remain stable and nothing unexpected will happen.

Now, all everyone needs to pay attention to is the amount of rice in their hands, because ghosts eat rice silently. If the rice in their hands is all eaten and the ghost tamer hasn't noticed, they will be killed by the vengeful ghost due to a mistake.

Li Ang frowned and said, "I've discovered that even when these ghosts eat, there's a pattern. Each ghost only takes one grain of rice at a time... So it seems unlikely that we'll be attacked by supernatural forces without any preparation."

"But that doesn't mean we're safe. On the contrary, we're in an extremely dangerous situation. We don't have much rice left, and the number of ghosts is enormous. If we do nothing, we'll eventually be worn down and die here."

Chen Ming said, "Then what should we do? Although the haunted house is dangerous, the haunted forest outside the house is equally terrifying. It's a place where you can only go in but not out. If we want to leave the old house from there, the only outcome will be death."

The crowd fell silent, their hearts sinking as they stared at the blurry, swaying ghostly figures in the house.

"It's alright... I roughly calculated that about half of the ghosts on the field have already eaten rice. With the rice we have left, we should be able to survive. At most, only a few ghosts will be left. If that's the case, the situation is still manageable..."

In fact, the ghost tamer himself wasn't very confident in what he said.

Just because there are only a few ghosts left doesn't mean they can easily handle it.

If the ghosts are too terrifying, even a single ghost could wipe them all out here.

He said this partly to comfort everyone, and partly to reassure himself, since the ghost tamer was extremely nervous in this situation.

"wrong!"

Just then, a woman who looked to be only in her early twenties exclaimed in surprise.

It's worth noting that although this woman is very beautiful, her face is frighteningly white, completely different in color from her neck, making one wonder if her face is the result of excessive makeup.

At this moment, she frowned, looking in horror at a withered, cold hand that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

The palm was frighteningly white, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time and hadn't been buried.

The woman's terror was not because she had never seen a dead person before.

She has been a ghost tamer for several months now. Although she hasn't experienced many supernatural events, she has seen a lot of dead people.

The woman was so afraid because of the distinctive features of the arm, which was why she had been wary of it beforehand.

She clearly remembered seeing the ghost's hand about ten minutes earlier.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

"The ghost is repeatedly eating the rice from our hands. Just now, a hand that had already taken a grain of rice took another grain..."

Upon hearing this, the last glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

Having only eaten rice a short while ago, these vengeful spirits were already hungry again; these blood-stained supernatural props could not provide them with safety for long.

They had initially thought that as long as all the vengeful spirits had eaten rice, they would be temporarily safe. Now it seems that such an idea was far too naive.

Yang Jian's crimson ghost eye on his forehead darted around restlessly, seemingly lost in thought.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "Li Yang is right. The current situation is certain death for everyone. We must make some changes."

Yang Jian looked at the exposed thighs of the woman who had just spoken with a cold gaze, and pondered for a moment.

The weather outside wasn't very cold. Perhaps the woman hadn't thought much about it when she boarded that ghost bus, which is why she was wearing a short skirt in such a haunted place.

However, her exposed thighs did not inspire fantasies or arouse excitement; instead, they sent a chill down one's spine.

It wasn't a pure white expanse, but rather bluish-black, with faintly visible pulsating bluish-black veins, as if it had been contaminated by something eerie and terrifying.

Just a few days ago, this woman named Zhou Hong was attacked by a terrifying supernatural force. Although her injuries were not very serious, her normal movements were still affected to some extent by the supernatural influence.

When Zhou Hong noticed Yang Jian's gaze, she immediately glared back: "What are you looking at?"

"nothing."

Yang Jian shook his head.

“I was just thinking that you should give up the blood-stained rice you have. Since the current mechanism is that the more rice you have, the longer you can live, then we can only survive if a small number of people are sacrificed.” Hearing this, Zhou Hong's expression seemed somewhat incredulous. She pointed to herself with a cold smile and asked, “So, you mean you want me to be the first to die? On what grounds?”

"Given that you are the most seriously injured and were not particularly strong to begin with, even if you survive, you won't be of much use in the next two days."

In the supernatural world, there aren't so many twists and turns; everything is driven by self-interest.

Speaking of this, Yang Jian suddenly thought of the ghost tamer named Xu Feng that he met on that eerie bus when he first met the ghost groom Lu Ming.

He once said that in the adult world, there is no right or wrong, only interests.

Although this statement is harsh, the principle behind it is indeed true.

The remaining ghost riders on the field were initially stunned, but after carefully considering their current situation, they realized it was indeed the best option.

"You're a man, how dare you bully a woman like this? Say something! Why aren't you saying anything?"

Seeing that there were so many people present, yet not a single one was willing to speak up for her, Zhou Hong's expression grew increasingly grim.

"I'm sorry, I know this is cruel, but it's the only way... If I make it back alive this time, I will represent headquarters to give your family a substantial compensation, and they will live a comfortable life."

"A last resort? What about you? Why don't you hand over the rice you're holding?" Zhou Hong retorted.

"I will give up the rice if necessary. Even someone like Lu Ming can sacrifice himself. There is no one else who cannot be sacrificed, including myself."

Yang Jian's voice was cold and deep, like a cruel and ruthless machine.

He didn't have any different thoughts just because the other person was a woman.

Since becoming a demon tamer, he has experienced and changed too much.

In particular, the recent sacrifice of the ghost groom Lu Ming had a great impact on Yang Jian.

He concluded, "If the blood-stained rice isn't enough, I'll hand it over after Zhou Deng and before Li Yang... After all, Li Yang is a ghost tamer who controls four ghosts, and the haunted house's environment is perfect for him to showcase his abilities."

At this point, even Li Yang looked at Yang Jian in surprise.

Yang Jian is the person in charge of Dachang City, and he is also a captain selected by the headquarters' captain plan.

At this critical moment, with Lu Ming dead, it's perfectly normal for him to take over as the person in charge.

Li Yang never expected that Yang Jian would be so prepared to sacrifice himself.

In most cases, ghost tamers give the impression of being selfish and self-serving, each one an extreme egoist who will stop at nothing to survive.

This is human nature.

Even Zhou Hong seemed to be convinced by this explanation.

Her expression shifted between light and shadow, and she finally sighed helplessly, conceding, "Since everyone agrees with this suggestion, I won't say anything more. After all, I'm a girl, and even if I'm going to leave, I want to leave with dignity. I don't want to be forced to go."

"I'll share the blood-stained rice with you. If you have to blame someone, just blame my bad luck. I was injured in a paranormal event a few days ago."

Yang Jian nodded and walked towards Zhou Hong.

But just as the two reached out to exchange the blood-stained rice, a sudden change occurred.

A chilling sensation crept up Yang Jian's back.

This is a sign that you are about to be attacked by supernatural forces.

Although the situation is dire, the rice in everyone's hands has not yet been used up, so they are unlikely to be attacked by the ghosts in the haunted house.

That leaves only one possibility—Zhou Hong was unwilling to hand over the rice that was supposed to save her life, so she wanted to take advantage of Yang Jian's lowered guard to kill him.

In this way, she could not only eliminate Yang Jian, the ghost tamer who posed the greatest threat to her, but also obtain the blood-stained rice in Yang Jian's hand, which was a win-win situation.

"You think I didn't notice your terrible acting?"

Sensing the killing intent emanating from Zhou Hong, Yang Jian couldn't help but sneer. The remaining ghostly figures had already invaded the woman's body, and if nothing unexpected happened, they would kill her in a moment.

But an accident still happened.

The moment the ghostly figure invaded, the jade pendant Zhou Hong wore around her neck suddenly exploded and shattered into pieces.

No one would have imagined that what looked like an ordinary jade pendant was actually a supernatural artifact that could save lives.

Seizing this rare moment, Zhou Hong smiled at Yang Jian and activated the killing patterns of the vengeful ghost within her.

The next moment, Zhou Hong's nose changed, and it completely resembled Yang Jian's nose.

Correspondingly, Yang Jian's own nose disappeared at that moment, becoming a flat piece.

"To replace my facial features, until finally completely replacing me as a person?"

"A very interesting paranormal event."

Yang Jian's expression shifted between light and dark.

The supernatural influence from Zhou Hong continues, and at least for now, Yang Jian has not yet figured out a way to deal with it.

If things continue like this, Yang Jian will become as eerie as the faceless man on Ghost Street in Taiping Ancient Town.

Zhou Hong gave a knowing smile, but also seemed a little scared.

She hadn't expected Yang Jian to be so vigilant, having taken precautions before she could even make a move.

Otherwise, the jade pendant she was wearing around her neck wouldn't have broken.

"Let's continue the erosion... Although becoming a man will make me a little uncomfortable, the famous Ghost Eye Yang Jian... it's not bad to enjoy this kind of life."

"The next facial feature to be replaced is... the eyes."

Zhou Hong continued to stare at Yang Jian, but the expected replacement did not happen. Instead, her eyes rolled upwards, leaving only the whites of her eyes, and she convulsed in pain.

Yang Jian looked at Zhou Hong and gave her a stiff, cold smile.

"Since you know my code name in the paranormal world is Ghost Eye Yang Jian, then who are you to dare to replace my Ghost Eye?"

(End of this chapter)