"Wasn't it originally a zombie?" Shen Mengtian, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but ask, as many things she saw had greatly exceeded her imagination.
"I don't really understand the sorcery of these corpse witches. But the previous pale-faced creatures probably weren't zombies. They only mutated after eating zombie flesh. However, mutation does not equal transformation, with low intelligence, behaving like beasts, without an indestructible body or lethal corpse gas. At most, they can be considered monsters, not comparable to zombies. However, this pale-faced creature seems to be an exception. Perhaps it has consumed the most zombie flesh, and the stored corpse gas in its body has changed. After reaching a certain limit, it turned into a real zombie. Xiao Shan, if this guy really becomes a zombie, I'm afraid Gu Yu alone won't be able to deal with it, unless he has some other ace up his sleeve."
Zhu was knowledgeable. Although his explanation wasn't very reasonable, it was easy to understand.
"Are there really zombies in this world?" Shen Mengtian asked, feeling a bit scared.
"Didn't we just kill one?" I didn't turn around, and coldly replied, making Shen Mengtian wisely close her mouth.
The pale-faced creature with green eyes seemed to have grown stronger. It opened its mouth and exhaled a faint green gas. Gu Yu spat out several mouthfuls of blood, barely standing up. He looked over with cold eyes and said, "Damn, it's transforming into a zombie."
"Ah!" Roaring, the pale-faced creature pounced on Gu Yu again, who instinctively raised his machete. However, this time, the creature's strength suddenly increased explosively, breaking the machete in an instant, and still had enough force to send Gu Yu flying.
After being thrown for the second time, Gu Yu could barely stand up, spitting out blood, pale-faced, and trembling all over.
"If we don't intervene, he might be beaten to death," Fatty said anxiously from behind.
I frowned, actually feeling a bit worried myself. If Gu Yu was killed, it would be difficult for us to escape. But I always felt that someone like Gu Yu must have some cards left, something precious enough to save his life!
The pale-faced creature roared, displaying its power like a victorious tiger. But Gu Yu never stood up, instead slowly reaching into his clothes and pulling out a piece of paper. The paper was no different in appearance from other spirit papers, but it was entirely blood-red. Or rather, the yellow paper was covered in red runes, resembling a sheet of blood-red when viewed from afar.
"Do you still want to use the little spirit at this time? Can it turn the tide?" Luo Qiong exclaimed in surprise.
"This talisman is not simple. I don't know its origin. Take a look, perhaps this is Gu Yu's last lifeline," Zhu said, unaware of this precious item. After taking out the talisman, Gu Yu looked at it and seemed reluctant, his eyes showing a complicated expression. Finally, he closed his eyes slowly, as if making a decision, and pressed the paper onto the blood he had spat out.
The bloodstained piece of paper underwent an astonishing transformation in the next moment!
I suddenly heard a sharp laughter in my ear, like a child's voice, but completely different from the voices of the little ghosts I had heard before.
The previous voices of those little ghosts, although also filled with gloom, were more like a group of ordinary children. But the voice of the little ghost in front of me was different. The laughter was full of despair and desolation, and it contained deep levels of malice and strangeness.
The paper that was still dripping with blood floated into the sky, swaying slowly, and finally stopped suspended in the air. But it seemed to be looking at Gu Yu on the ground, and in turn, Gu Yu, the man who had previously killed without blinking an eye, was actually kneeling on the ground.
"What's going on?" the fat man asked in surprise.
The strange white-faced figure also underwent a change. When the blood-colored talisman floated into the air, its wild, roaring stopped abruptly, and instead, it looked at the talisman warily, as if facing a great enemy.
Gu Yu knelt on the ground, muttering something in his mouth, and then began to sob softly.
"Son, help Dad one more time," Gu Yu said loudly, and in that moment, I heard him clearly!
"That little ghost, it's his son!" Just as I exclaimed, the beads beside me said at the same time, "Blood kin become ghosts. This is a vengeful ghost!"
The red little ghost floated over Gu Yu's head, and then attached itself to Gu Yu's forehead. At this point, Gu Yu cried bitterly, but his complexion became increasingly worse. It seemed as if his vitality was being continuously drained away.
"Gu Yu has turned his own biological son into a little ghost. There must be a reason for this, but his son's resentment is so strong that he is bound by the blood kinship. I've heard of this method in the past. It is only applicable to people with blood relations. This is because after their own deceased relative becomes a grudge that cannot be dispersed and almost transforms into a vengeful ghost. In order to prevent this vengeful ghost from causing havoc, a sorcerer can tame it, but it must be bound to a close relative. If the close relative releases it, this vengeful ghost will vanish into thin air. It's truly an evil art. Gu Yu is an expert in this area, but I didn't expect this to be his life-saving spell!" The beads finally understood the origin of Gu Yu's move. The blood-colored talisman stuck to Gu Yu's forehead, as if caressing his hair like a child, but the gloom in the sealed room became stronger and began to spread outside. I couldn't help but shiver, and quickly took out the bell Han had given me for protection.
A little ghost and a vengeful ghost are two different concepts. Even if the lingering spirit is attached to a mortal realm, although it may cause trouble for that person, their fortune will ultimately continue into their next life. But a vengeful ghost is different. A vengeful ghost filled with resentment, if it attaches itself to a person, will surely bring bloodshed. However, it is not so easy for a vengeful ghost to form, with many changes, which I will not go into here.
At that time, it was the first time I had seen a vengeful ghost. The blood-colored piece of paper seemed to be bidding farewell to Gu Yu. Finally, it floated in the air and faced the white-faced figure.
The white-faced figure surrounded by gloom growled low, but remained extremely vigilant. It took a few steps back, not daring to be too reckless.
The blood-colored paper suddenly shot straight towards the white-faced figure. The white-faced figure immediately raised its claws and fiercely slashed forward. As expected, the blood-colored paper was torn into pieces and fell to the ground in an instant.
"This isn't powerful either," Luo Qiong muttered.
"Damn it, shut up and watch," Beads said, frowning and looking extremely nervous.
My eyes followed the blood-colored paper as it fell to the ground, and the gloom around it did not diminish at all. After falling, the blood-colored paper actually began to melt. A bone-chilling cold wind suddenly blew, and the white-faced figure approached, staring at the paper on the ground. Just then, the white-faced figure suddenly began to scream in pain, and then it seemed like something had bound its neck, its expression showed extreme discomfort and an asphyxiated look. It clawed at its own throat, as if there were invisible large hands gripping it.
"It seems like it can't breathe, what's going on?"
"I said in amazement. Squinting my eyes, I focused on the sight, and gradually there were some blood-red shadows in my eyes. This felt like the red marks you see when your eyes are congested.
"I see some red marks, like blood," I said with a furrowed brow, only able to see so much.
"Well, being able to see these is already good. Your clairvoyance hasn't been developed yet. After it is, you'll be able to see even more things. The red mark you've seen should be that fierce ghost. I've never seen a scene like this, with zombies and fierce ghosts fighting each other, all my life."
The power of the unseen fierce ghost is extremely astonishing, and the pale-faced monster's breathing became increasingly difficult as it struggled incessantly, thrashing about on the ground. Finally, it opened its mouth and spewed out a green smoke. After the green smoke emerged, the red mark, seemingly somewhat apprehensive, retreated a bit, released the pale-faced monster's neck.
"What's that green smoke?" the fat man asked strangely.
"It's corpse qi. If a zombie's skills are advanced, the corpse qi within its body will accumulate more and more. This pale-faced monster is not there yet, its skills are too shallow. It probably won't be able to handle that blood relation fierce ghost. However, the blood relation fierce ghost is probably about to dissipate as well. As you expected, both sides will end up suffering in the end."
Zhu Zi looked at me, as I furrowed my brow. Ghosts and zombies, these dangerous things are so close to me now. I am lucky to have survived today, but what about in the future? Will I be able to survive?
At this moment, I deeply felt my own inadequacy.