northernbook Chapter 197 Can You See Me? (Long Chapter)
Chapter 197 Can You See Me? (Long Chapter)
After a moment of silence, there was a sudden loud knock on the door.
A paper man with a pale face was standing at the door of the Yang family.
"Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang..."
If someone looked through the crack in the door at this time, they would find that the paper man had his hands hanging down and was not knocking on the door with his hands, but was banging his head against it.
Chu Yu was sitting in his room. He had just pretended to lie down when he heard the voice.
[What a nuisance! What the hell is going on outside?]
Shenhun felt that the Yang family was too unlucky, with one crisis after another.
The nights in Pingyuan County are much more dangerous than the days. At this moment, the streets outside are probably filled with the spectacle of hundreds of demons parading at night, but it is not good news for the living.
Chu Yu also frowned. One ghost cultivator was fine, but if there was another one, she would be afraid that she would be exposed.
While he was still struggling, the cold feeling around him suddenly disappeared, catching Chu Yu off guard.
Chu Yu suddenly opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly.
"Didn't you follow me here? Did you find that I'm not easy to mess with and go back?"
[Chu Yu, look outside.] Her soul suddenly reminded her.
The window was nailed shut, and through the crack she saw the funeral procession at the door.
This team as a whole exudes a strange sense of disconnection.
They were all dressed in white. There were eight people in total carrying the coffin, with two paper men walking beside them to clear the way. Behind them followed ten people standing in two rows, constantly scattering paper money in their hands. There was also a person leading the way, holding a gong.
The expressions on these people's faces were very strange, as if they were painted on. Their eyes were outlined with black lines, and they all had sad faces with their eyes closed. Some people even had a drop of ink dripped on their faces, as if to act as tears.
But these people have smiles on their mouths. If you look at the upper and lower halves of their faces separately, the upper half is crying while the lower half is smiling.
Chu Yu also noticed one difference. The man beating the gong had his eyes open and the corners of his mouth turned down. He should be the only one in the group who was not smiling.
The strangest thing was that the coffin they were carrying was empty!
The white cushion in the wooden coffin had been stained blood red, and one of the paper figures kept banging its head against the door, and the noise was getting louder and louder!
Chu Yu stared at them with an uneasy look on his face, his pupils glowing slightly in the darkness without any disturbance.
This is like trying to put a living person into a coffin.
With a thought, the Chekong Sword trembled slightly in the Purple Palace. Just before she was about to draw the sword, a strange force grabbed the paper man's head and stopped it from banging against the door.
Before the paper man could react, its head was suddenly pulled down by a force, and then it was about to be swallowed into the mouth.
The team carrying the coffin and scattering paper money suddenly let out an earth-shaking wail. This time they cried sincerely, and everyone's mouth corners were downturned, looking as if their loved ones had really died.
The man beating the gong suddenly raised the mallet to stop the ghost cultivator in front of him. The paper man's head was not swallowed after all, but returned to the paper man's hand. The paper man did not dare to approach the gate again, and picked up his head and hurriedly ran back to the team.
The man who was beating the gong and the ghost cultivator behind the door seemed to be fighting each other. Chu Yu vaguely observed that this funeral procession seemed to follow the lead of the man who was beating the gong, and they came to the Yang Family Inn to arrest people. It was very likely that they were attracted by Yang Qingqing's scream just now.
But at this moment, a ghost cultivator with equal strength to him blocked his way. There was no need to think too much, Chu Yu knew who stopped him. It was the one in the jade comb, who had just followed Chu Yu with full of resentment, but now ran to the door and started fighting with other ghost cultivators.
In other words, do you dare to touch the prey that I have set my eyes on?
The spirit seemed to think of something after watching this scene, and added: [Ghost cultivators below the ghost warrior level have not yet fully gathered their bodies, so it is difficult for them to actually hurt people. Therefore, they need to constantly intimidate living people, use the evil spirit to damage the bodies of living people, and scare them so that their spirits are unstable, so that it is easier for them to devour their spirits.]
[If you reach the ghost warrior realm, you have already condensed into a physical entity, and killing ordinary people is just a piece of cake. Ghost cultivators must carefully pass through the first three realms, constantly devouring their own kind, and if you are not careful, you will become food for high-level ghost cultivators. Before becoming a ghost warrior, ghost cultivators can't even kill humans with stronger psychological qualities. In the early stage, almost no ghost cultivators dare to show up in the open, which is also the disadvantage of ghost cultivation.]
"However, after reaching the ghost warrior realm, the souls of living people are not even an appetizer for them, and not many ghost cultivators are willing to come out to kill people. Unless they have a grudge against each other in life, devouring living people will not increase their cultivation much, and they will easily be hunted down by human cultivators. The gain is not worth the loss, so it is better to continue devouring ghosts."
After hearing this, Chu Yu slowly understood one thing. Could it be that this city was raising some low-level ghost cultivators?
The two parties in the stalemate downstairs were unwilling to give in, but in the end, someone unknown happened and the person beating the gong took a step back.
Chu Yu keenly observed that the color on the hand of the person beating the gong became more transparent, as if the jade comb had won.
This means that the Yang family is safe, because the jade comb will eventually return to Chu Yu, and it may also be able to drive away some of the little ghosts that keep coming to bother Chu Yu, so that Chu Yu does not need to be exposed too early.
For some reason, Chu Yu was actually looking forward to being haunted by a ghost.
Feeling that the ghost cultivator had returned, Chu Yu quickly closed his eyes and lay back on the bed.
[Tsk, Chu Yu, I think she hates you especially, really, that look in her eyes makes me feel creepy.] Seeing Chu Yu pretending to sleep, Shenhun began to describe the appearance of the ghost cultivator to her.
Chu Yu naturally knew why, and closed his eyes, not caring about the outside world at all: [I know why, this ghost cultivator was about to succeed with Qingqing, but suddenly I tied him up.]
Chu Yu used the word "bind", as if she was not saying that there was a ghost haunting her, but that she caught the ghost.
Xiao Lin was also combing her hair at that time, but it was of no use, which meant that this ghost cultivator only targeted women, and these ghost cultivators liked to bind some objects and use them as a medium to release some strange curses to the living. She was trapped beside Chu Yu at this time, and was also trapped by her own curse.
Chu Yu was able to calmly close his eyes and rest in this gloomy environment, which really made this ghost cultivator very angry.
The funeral procession just now seemed to have served as a warning to other restless ghost cultivators, and they stopped causing trouble at the Yang family.
The whole city was silent. The people of Pingyuan County had long learned how to avoid the entanglement of low-level ghost cultivators. That was, at night, they would listen to nothing, look at nothing, pretend to be asleep even if they couldn't sleep, and hide under the quilt if they were really scared.
Everyone tacitly agreed not to make any sound. The family just screamed, and then attracted the funeral procession. At this moment, the family must have...
There is a thick shadow hanging over everyone's head. Some people just feel despair and don't know when all this will end.
Chu Yu felt like he was surrounded by evil spirits, and he also thought that it was not good for him to keep pretending like this, so he stood up in annoyance.
She opened her eyes, and the evil aura was still around her, but the ghost cultivator was nowhere to be seen.
That ghost cultivator had to start from the beginning and find someone else to threaten. He must be planning some sinister tricks.
Thinking of Qingqing's hesitation to speak, Chu Yu was very curious about how this ghost cultivator could scare people to the point that they dared not even speak.
At the same time, Chu Yu felt that she was impulsive and shouldn't have grabbed the comb to comb her hair so quickly. She originally wanted to go many places, but was entangled by this ghost.
The days in the ghost den are very short and the nights are very long. It may take another hour before dawn, and the daytime only lasts three hours.
After enduring this hour, Chu Yu felt that the evil energy on the street had dissipated a lot, and the funeral procession circled back and disappeared into the air.
Before they disappeared, Chu Yu took a look and found that their coffins were still empty. It seemed that there was no gain tonight.
Although it was still dark around, at least some cold light came in through the window.
At this time, Chu Yu found a red wedding invitation next to his pillow.
There was only one "喜" character on it, as if the other "喜" had been removed. The invitation did not mention who was invited or where to go. It only had one line of words:
At midnight, the bride is welcomed.
"What bride? Is there anyone else having a wedding here?"
Just as he was wondering what was wrong, Chu Yu thought of the jade comb and suddenly got a chill.
Could that comb be a betrothal gift from someone?
After putting down the wedding invitation, Chu Yu felt a chill. If the evil cultivator had succeeded yesterday, wouldn't Yang Qingqing have been taken away as the bride?
At this moment, Chu Yu felt a pair of eyes staring at him in the darkest corner of the room. This ghost cultivator was very strange. She would appear in some places where you could see her, but would not suddenly come up to you and do anything to you.
Pretending not to see it, Chu Yu strode out of the room.
Along the way, a figure wearing a bloodstained gown and with such heavy makeup that her facial features could not be seen had been following Chu Yu. She appeared in unexpected places intentionally or unintentionally, and Chu Yu pretended not to see her.
Chu Yu strode to the main courtyard and saw that the Yang family members were still there. They were frightened by the paper money all over the ground, but they didn’t know why, apart from the paper money being scattered all over the ground, nothing else happened last night.
Boss Yang was thanking God and his ancestors. When Mrs. Yang saw Chu Yu pushing the door open, her eyes lit up and she looked at Chu Yu with some excitement, but more of curiosity.
Chu Yu entered the room and closed the door casually. The ghost cultivator wanted to follow in, but she didn't expect the woman's hand speed to be so quick, and she almost closed the door and failed.
After Chu Yu entered the room, he took off the yellowed useless talisman papers on Yang Qingqing's bed without saying a word. Before the people in the Yang family could react, Chu Yu bit his finger and drew a few strokes on the back of the talisman paper with lightning speed.
She drew the simplest type of defense in rune magic. She originally wanted to draw it more formally, but now was not the time to use the mysterious energy. After Chu Yu finished drawing, she raised her hand and pasted it. A small shield naturally formed in the main courtyard house, and the ghost cultivator was instantly isolated outside the door.
Everyone was stunned, only Mrs. Yang had an expression that said "I knew it".
Chu Yu did not delay. She changed her insensitive and weak attitude from yesterday, pulled Xiao Lin over and asked, "Why did you go to the city gate yesterday?"
Xiao Lin seemed to be frightened by what happened last night. He still hasn't recovered until now. He spoke hesitantly: "Yesterday...Yesterday we..."
Seeing this, Qingqing immediately responded, "We want to take the comb out of the city and destroy it. One of my friends said that he was entangled by a strange pen before. No matter where he went, he could see the pen, so he burned the pen."
When Chu Yu heard this, he thought it should be a ghost cultivator below the Ghost Warrior level, whose medium of support was destroyed by an ordinary person.
"But the comb is made of jade. How are you going to destroy it?"
Chu Yu stared into the two men's eyes, making them feel frightened.
Although she didn't know the origin of this sister, Qingqing didn't dare to treat her as an ordinary person anymore, and said quickly: "We didn't dare to smash it in the city, because it would make a loud noise. We only dared to secretly throw it into the lake outside the city, but when we went to the city gate, we found many big cracks on the ground outside, so we didn't dare to go any further."
Chu Yu continued to ask: "Have you seen those cracks before?"
The other four shook their heads decisively.
Upon seeing this, Chu Yu confirmed that these cracks appeared after his arrival.
"You are so stupid." Boss Yang was not angry yesterday, but when he heard the two of them secretly running out of the city, he could no longer bear it: "Don't you know how dangerous it is outside the city? People who go out never come back. Qingqing, if you get lost, what do you want me and your mother to do?"