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Living Funeral
I found myself in a position where I could see the head between the legs of the Transmutation Child...
Damn, I almost wet myself. Can you imagine a face so pale and bloodless, right there between someone's legs, suddenly speaking?
The key was that Zhao Fan seemed not to notice and asked, "Bro, did you hear a girl talking?"
At that moment, the woman in red turned to me and said, "Chen Lang, let go."
I quickly snapped back to reality and shouted, "Zhao Fan, let go!"
After I spoke, Zhao Fan still panicked and exclaimed, "What?"
I yelled urgently, "Let go now!"
Although Zhao Fan was a beat slow to react, he quickly released his grip after I did.
I continued shouting, "Everyone scatter! It's a corpse trick!" As soon as I said that, the lights that had been clustered together suddenly became chaotic.
The woman in red had already stepped in front of me and said, "Chen Lang, focus."
Looking at her back, warmth surged in my heart. I called out to her to join me in scattering.
This Transmutation Child was truly eerie! Before this, I had never seen such a corpse.
Though my time in the funeral home wasn't long, I had seen quite a few bodies. But a corpse with two heads? Damn it, this was definitely a first for me!
I felt a surge of panic inside me as Gao Ling hurriedly came closer and asked, "Fei, is it dead?"
Yes, I had just seen the head between the Transmutation Child's legs open its mouth to speak. After I said this, Gao Ling replied, "I knew it wouldn't be that easy. That extra head is clearly a symbiotic relationship with the Transmutation Child!"
Damn, what use is that now?
The woman in red tightly grasped my hand and said, "Chen Lang, let's go."
I replied, "Wait a moment."
At that moment, the Transmutation Child lay motionless on the ground, having been tossed there by Zhao Fan and me.
We exchanged glances, but the flashlight's beam had stabilized again, focusing on the Transmutation Child.
Zhao Fan asked, "Bro, why isn't it moving?"
I thought to myself, how would I know? If you ask me, who should I ask?
Now all we could do was wait. Time dragged on painfully, making me increasingly anxious as cold sweat formed in my palms.
Suddenly, Gao Ling said, "Fan Ge, let your people go take a look."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fan cursed, "Why don't you go take a look yourself?"
Gao Ling chuckled a few times and replied, "You have more people! There are only two of us."
"There's a saying that more people means more lives at stake!" Zhao Fan said, and after hearing this, Gao Ling fell silent.
After waiting for a while without any movement, Zhao Fan asked, "Brother, did I hear that wrong earlier?"
He looked at me, and I replied, "Absolutely not."
The Transmutation Child on the ground was tightly wrapped in hair, and at that moment, it was eerily quiet. The woman in red continued to urge me to leave, her own anxiety evident.
I felt stuck; there were so many people around. Moreover, this body belonged to the son of the Yellow Boss. Damn it, I genuinely worried that the Yellow Boss was a ruthless person.
At that moment, Gao Ling suggested, "Should we go take a look?"
I nodded. It wasn't ideal to just wait around like this; perhaps what happened earlier was just an accident. With that thought in mind, we moved closer.
We all approached together.
The woman in red stayed by my side. As we got closer, we realized the Transmutation Child hadn't moved at all.
Someone said, "Fan Ge, you weren't just scaring yourself earlier, were you?"
Zhao Fan retorted, "You talk too much!"
I bent down slightly and poked the Transmutation Child with my flashlight. There was no response. I poked several times more, but it remained still.
I said, "It should be fine now, right?"
At that moment, Gao Ling suggested, "Why not try using Glutinous Rice?"
"I'm fine with it," Zhao Fan replied.
Behind Zhao Fan, a thin person who looked as slender as a bamboo pole said, "Brother Fan, leave this matter to me."
Zhao Fan acknowledged him and urged him to be quick about it.
Skinny Bamboo responded, "Don't worry, Brother Fan. This is a piece of cake." With that, he picked up a bowl and walked over to the Transmutation Child, pouring the Glutinous Rice directly onto him.
Gao Ling shouted, "Don't pour it all in one spot! Scatter it all over, and make sure to get some into their mouths too."
Upon hearing this, Skinny Bamboo hesitated. He had thought scattering the Glutinous Rice would be an easy task, but now it seemed more challenging than he expected.
After a few seconds of daze, Skinny Bamboo cursed at Gao Ling, "Who do you think you are? Giving me orders like that!"
At this moment, Zhao Fan chimed in, "Just do as he says."
Instantly, Skinny Bamboo's expression darkened. He called out to Brother Fan, likely about to refuse.
But just then, the woman in red suddenly turned to me and said, "Chen Lang, your shoulder is still so sturdy."
At that moment, the woman in red had already leaned against my shoulder.
I couldn't help but smile; I truly didn't know what to say.
Gao Ling couldn't stand Skinny Bamboo's hesitance any longer and exclaimed, "Can you move any faster? Why are you being such a coward?"
Skinny Bamboo, angered by the taunt, cursed under his breath and slowly crouched down.
In just a second, Skinny Bamboo bolted away, shouting, "Fan Ge, I really can't do it!"
Zhao Fan was furious, cursing, "You coward!" When Skinny Bamboo reached him, Zhao Fan kicked him hard, sending him stumbling backward until he fell onto the corpse of Transmutation Child.
After the fall, Skinny Bamboo let out a strange cry. Zhao Fan shouted, "Damn it, did you break something? Stop playing dead! Get up and get lost!"
But Skinny Bamboo only let out one sound before it abruptly stopped.
I quickly said, "Something's not right!"
"Damn it, stop pretending to be dead!" Zhao Fan was clearly infuriated. With Skinny Bamboo embarrassing him in front of everyone, Zhao Fan couldn't let that slide.
He marched toward Skinny Bamboo, cursing all the way. Just as he got close, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Brother, I'm scared..."
It was none other than Skinny Bamboo!
I was stunned, and so was Zhao Fan. However, he reacted quickly and stepped back.
Skinny Bamboo's voice trembled with a hint of tears as he repeated, "Brother, I'm scared."
What the hell is going on here! Have I been infected?
Hearing Skinny Bamboo shout such words sent chills down my spine, and I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead.
The two people behind Zhao Fan asked, "Brother Fan, what's happening?"
Gao Ling said to me, "Fei, I think we shouldn't stay here any longer!"
As soon as Gao Ling finished speaking, Skinny Bamboo suddenly stood up. We could no longer hold our ground and began to retreat, though not all of us left.
At that moment, Zhao Fan shouted, "Damn it! No one is allowed to leave! Fortune favors the bold; if we die here, there might still be a chance for a payout. If we die elsewhere, our bodies might not even be found! Don't you know who Huang Kai is?"
Zhao Fan yelled at his two subordinates. Although they trembled at his words, they dared not move.
Gao Ling then said, "Pour Black Dog Blood."
After this was said, the others quickly responded and splashed Black Dog Blood onto Skinny Bamboo. In an instant, Skinny Bamboo let out a wail and cried out, "Brother, it hurts..."
The woman in red said to me, "Chen Lang, something's not right! That Transmutation Child is definitely awake, but why isn't he getting up?"
I nervously asked, "How can you tell?"
The woman in red replied, "Chen Lang, look closely. That person's throat has been punctured by a finger."
After hearing her words, I shone the flashlight forward and indeed saw a bloody wound at Skinny Bamboo's throat, blood still oozing out.
It really looked terrifying!
Zhao Fan pulled out a piece of hemp rope that he had previously soaked in Black Dog Blood, and with a strong flick, he ensnared Skinny Bamboo's body and began to pull back...
At the same time, the Transmutation Child, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly spoke in a chilling tone, "Don't be afraid, big brother is here."
In an instant, my face turned as pale as death.
Zhao Fan was no better off, but he didn't loosen his grip on the rope. After the Transmutation Child got up from the ground, he grabbed the rope and simply tore it apart.
Moreover, the appearance of the Transmutation Child was equally horrifying; his face was pale, his eyes bulging out, and his hair was so long it dragged on the ground.
I swallowed hard.
Gao Ling said, "Fly, we can really leave now."
I wanted to leave too; damn it, I really wanted to go.
Whoever wanted to stay here was a fool. A chill ran down my spine. Zhao Fan seemed to have second thoughts as well. Just then, the red-clothed ghost reminded me at the right moment, "Chen Lang, let's go!"
I felt a sense of dread in my heart and nodded. My palms were sweating coldly. But at that moment, the Taoist suddenly appeared and said, "Chen Fei, you can't leave now. If you do, it will harm your children in the future. Besides, its blood is valuable. Haven't you always wanted to help me? This is your chance."
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