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Zhong Kui's Diary
One, two, three, four—there were four heads, belonging to the landlady and two others, along with scattered severed hands and feet. They all told us that there had been a frenzied massacre here, a bloody slaughter, a killing where the power disparity was immense, as if a gigantic monster had torn these people apart.
No wonder Wen Zhan and Wen Qianqian gasped in shock; if it were me, I would have gasped too upon suddenly witnessing such a scene.
At that moment, heavy footsteps echoed from the underground passage. Turning to look, I saw Fang Feng staggering up the stairs. His head had vanished, and his body was in tatters; chunks of flesh hung loosely from his chest, exposing the incomplete bones inside. He was using these broken bones to connect his limbs and slowly made his way up.
"Fatty, throw a grenade! Wen Zhan, get ready with the iron plate!" I shouted sternly, quickly pulling a grenade from my Mustard Seed Pendant. I pressed down on the safety lever and pulled off the pin. Once Fatty did the same, we both tossed our grenades into the passage.
Wen Zhan had already grabbed the iron plate by the time I spoke. As we threw the grenades, he hurled the iron plate almost right behind them, perfectly covering the passage. The timing and force were executed with precision. The iron plate hit the ground with a dull thud; it must have weighed over a hundred pounds.
Indeed, scions of noble families possess remarkable skills.
Before I could even commend him, there was a loud bang—the iron cover shook violently, and we saw a right hand pushing it up.
Cursing under my breath, I leaped forward and pressed down on the iron cover with all my might. Despite my efforts, it only sank slightly before being pushed back up by that hand. Seeing this, Fatty jumped on top of me. I felt a sudden pressure in my chest as my bones creaked under his weight; I nearly lost control of my bladder. Damn it! You're so heavy and yet you don't know how to lighten your heart?
Just as Wen Zhan was about to leap onto Fatty's back to help hold him down, two explosions erupted from below. Suddenly, I felt an immense force from the iron plate; my chest jolted painfully, and I coughed up a mouthful of blood. Not only that, but this force also sent both Fatty and me flying along with the iron cover. We landed heavily on the ground about three or four meters away and rolled several times before finally coming to a stop.
Gritting my teeth against the pain, I stood up and approached the passage. It was in disarray; Fang Feng had been blown to bits while the four severed limbs were shattered and scattered around. Except for one right hand still flickering with a green eye in its palm, the other three limbs had closed their eyes as if they were truly dead.
That remaining right hand glared at us with immense resentment before its fingers flicked towards the ground and it vanished into the nearby bushes.
Fatty loaded his shotgun and walked over to shoot each of those severed limbs. With loud bangs, they shattered into pieces but showed no signs of revival; they seemed truly dead.
"Ghost Brother, are these things really dead?" Fatty asked uneasily as he fired several more shots at one of the upper halves of a right leg until it turned into mush before reloading his shotgun.
"Who knows?" I frowned and shook my head. "Regardless of whether we use knives or guns, we haven't managed to kill them. They look dead now, but who can guarantee they won't come back? Damn it! These ghostly things need to be turned to ashes for us to feel secure... How about we try burning them?"
Upon hearing this, Fatty agreed enthusiastically and quickly called Wen Zhan to return to the wooden house for some wooden planks and straw. They started a large fire while I used a stick to poke those three severed limbs into the flames.
After a while, sizzling sounds emerged from the fire—oil from within the flesh dripping into it. Looking closely, I saw those three severed limbs gradually turning gray and black.
Let’s see you act so arrogantly now; I'll burn you to ashes! I thought fiercely.
After some time passed, those severed limbs had turned into charcoal. It seemed that using fire against them was indeed effective. After pondering for a moment, I took out several bottles of Erguotou and handed them to Wen Zhan and Wen Qianqian: "This is strong liquor; if we encounter these severed limbs again, throw this on them and then set them ablaze with a lighter. It seems like they don't hold up well against fire."
Wen Zhan took the Erguotou, glanced at himself, and said with a bitter smile, "I don't have your skills; I have no place to hide these two bottles of wine."
"Then just carry them in your hands. Since you're already out, you two should head back first," I said with a smile. "Just be a bit careful on the way; that remaining right hand shouldn't pose much of a threat to you."
"What about you?" Wen Zhan asked in surprise.
"We're here to confirm something else. However, I think we'll be heading back soon because that matter should have nothing to do with these Severed Limbs," I replied with a smile. It was clear that these Severed Limbs were controlled by Zhang Qixia; although she was a villain, she likely had no ties to the Dark Overlord.
"I want to stay and help you!" Wen Zhan declared firmly. After a pause, he looked at Wen Qianqian and said, "Qianqian, why don't you head back first?"
Wen Qianqian slowly shook her head. "I have something to ask you."
Wen Zhan immediately replied seriously, "Loved!"
Both Fatty and I burst into laughter, but Wen Qianqian shot Wen Zhan a glare. "Love my foot! I'm asking you why you don't want me to stay."
"It's dangerous to stay here!" Wen Zhan exclaimed anxiously.
"If it's dangerous, then why are you staying?" Wen Qianqian looked at Wen Zhan and said calmly.
"My life was saved by Brother Zhong and Fat Brother; one should be clear about gratitude and grudges," Wen Zhan said loudly.
"Isn't my life also saved by Brother Zhong and Fat Brother? Shouldn't I also be clear about gratitude and grudges?" Wen Qianqian's words left Wen Zhan speechless. After a moment, she continued, "Besides, I've told you before that we share both hardships and joys together."
"Haha, what's the big deal? Then let's all stay together," I laughed heartily while thinking to myself, Damn, if you go down again, it should be the end of our bond.
After all, there was only one right hand left. As long as we stayed focused, this right hand wouldn't pose much of a threat to us. Let the two of you accompany me through life's ups and downs... seize the youth while we can... what were those two lines again?
Then I looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and sighed. "Forget it; let's do a good deed and cremate the landlady and the others as well. After all, they are also from General Township; this counts as their souls returning home."
Meanwhile, I had Fatty and the others help gather all the hands and feet from the dirt pile into the fire. While pulling out these limbs, we discovered something strange: there seemed to be several extra limbs. According to the landlady and two others—four people in total—there should only be sixteen severed hands and feet. Yet now, we had almost thirty Severed Limbs being thrown into the fire.
Whose extra Severed Limbs were these? Everyone speculated for quite some time but had no clues.
Fatty and Wen Zhan brought more wooden planks from inside the room and tossed them into the fire. The flames grew even fiercer; even in daylight, they cast a red glow on our faces.
I took out some food to share with Wen Zhan and his companion. Having gone through life-and-death experiences together, I no longer hid anything from them. I revealed the secret of the Mustard Seed Pendant as well as our previous experiences and reasons for coming to General Township. They listened intently, expressing regret over how they had wasted their time before.
"This matter isn't over yet, is it? There might really be a Dark Overlord here. When the time comes, you'll get to see the style of a Demon," Fatty said as he tore open a bag of chips, grabbed a handful, and munched on them loudly. He stretched his neck and swallowed the chips with a smile, adding, "When you see the Dark Overlord, remember to take a photo with it. Speaking of photos, I just remembered something: when taking a picture, don't foolishly make a peace sign. You should face the camera at a forty-five-degree angle; that way, your face will have depth, and people will instantly know you're someone with a story."
Listening to Fatty's nonsense, I couldn't help but laugh and scold him, "Damn, needing a forty-five-degree angle for photos applies to you chubby people. Wen Zhan is handsome and suave; he doesn't even need to turn sideways. Even making a silly face would look ten times better than you!"
Wen Zhan humbly replied, "Ghost Brother is overpraising me. If I made a silly face, it would only be one or two times better looking than Fat Brother."
Amidst the laughter, everyone filled their stomachs. I stood up and said, "Next, let's search around this house. Something feels off about it because it's missing a kitchen; the secret might be in there. Also, everyone should reload their guns. Zhang Qixia and Early Summer are missing; we need to be on guard against their sudden attacks."
"Ghost Brother, who exactly killed your boss lady and these two?" Fatty asked as he used a stick to poke at the fire pit to extinguish it, preventing any wind from causing a wildfire.
"From the sounds of it, it should be these Severed Limbs at work. But the Severed Limbs are controlled by Zhang Qixia; hmm, it's possible they had an internal conflict," I frowned.
"Internal conflict?" Fatty paused and looked at me in surprise. "But they haven't discovered any gold; what could be worth fighting over?"
"Zhang Qixia and Early Summer aren't dead, are they? They might have already found the gold and are dividing it right now—one piece for you and one piece for me," I chuckled. "We've been locked in that secret passage for so long; who knows what has happened outside?"
"That's true." Fatty continued sifting through the ashes when suddenly he exclaimed, "What is this?"
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