The pale-faced monster continued to growl, but it lost its previous courage. The red shadow flickering in my eyes gradually became more intense. At the same time, the air around us became colder. Even when breathing, we could feel the cold air entering our throats.
"Look, blood is oozing out of the ground!" the fat man shouted, pointing at the ground ahead. In fact, we all saw it. Clumps of blood seeped out of the ground, and the ground quickly turned blood-red. The soil became damp, as if this blood was seeping up from the ground.
"Blood mud! Damn, this is fierce!" Zhu Zi's complexion turned pale. Cold sweat was forming on his forehead.
"How much resentment must there be for Gu Yu to dare to carry such a fierce thing on him? Damn, isn't it the same as carrying a bomb?" Zhu Zi's words went unanswered, as the ground in the chamber had already been soaked with fresh blood. The red shadows in my eyes became even more intense, gradually taking the form of a child. This was not because my abilities suddenly improved, but because the resentment had grown stronger!
Gu Yu was kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and for some reason, blood was already flowing from his seven orifices. His complexion looked as if it were covered in dust, an ugly sight. The pale-faced monster also showed a look of fear. The blood that had emerged from the ground was already staining its limbs and body. As soon as this blood touched its skin, it immediately sizzled, but no flames were seen, as if this blood had strong corrosive properties.
"Wu wu..." Probably feeling the pain, the pale-faced monster whimpered as it tried to escape the coverage of the blood mud. Panic-stricken, like a dog without a home. But just then, a sharp scream echoed through the entire underground chamber!
"Ah!" I don't know how many decibels it was, but in just a second, my ears immediately felt a sharp pain, my head throbbing. I quickly covered my ears, but the scream seemed to ignore my hands and directly entered my soul.
"It hurts, Fatso, Zhu Zi..." I tried to shout, but I couldn't even hear my own voice. I opened my mouth and knew what I was saying, but I couldn't hear any echo.
At this moment, the eyes looking out are bloodshot, able to see a child's figure clearly, standing on the muddy ground, looking very small, like a toddler who has just learned to walk. Amidst the shouting, a fierce wind rose, and the pale-faced creature exploded in all directions, blood gushing out, turning its originally white skin into a bloody red. It curled up on the ground, struggling desperately. However, the mud was also causing significant harm to it, and soon its whole body began to smoke from the corrosive effects of the mud. A minute later, large chunks of skin fell away, revealing charred pieces of flesh.
"Damn it!" I cursed in my heart, but I couldn't resist at all and could only endure it, holding my head in my hands.
The pale-faced creature spewed green smoke from its mouth, thinking it could resist for a moment. Unexpectedly, this green smoke couldn't even last a second, dissipating in the fierce wind. After its skin had peeled off, the pale-faced creature wailed in agony in the blood-soaked mud. I couldn't hear its voice, but just looking at it, I could feel how much pain it was in.
The struggle didn't last long, and eventually the pale-faced creature turned into a pile of rotting flesh amidst a cloud of black smoke.
Even as a zombie, it actually died like this! In the face of such a terrifying grudge, this freshly turned pale-faced creature was completely powerless.
However, the shrill scream didn't stop because of the pale-faced creature's death; on the contrary, it became increasingly loud. I saw blood flowing from the ears and the figure writhing in agony on the ground, screaming desperately.
But at that moment, the bell in my arms suddenly rolled down and fell in front of me. The bell would definitely make a sound when it fell, but I couldn't hear it. I just saw the bell flicker on the ground, and the shrill scream suddenly stopped!
The abrupt silence of the shrill scream was sudden, and although my ears still hurt, there was a feeling of relief as if a great burden had been lifted. I slowly lowered my hands from covering my ears. My hands were covered in blood. I couldn't hear any sound in my ears, and I wasn't sure if I had gone deaf.
But why did the shrill scream suddenly stop? How could it be so sudden?
I looked up and saw the red figure in the secret room turning its back, as if it had noticed us!
It had found us!
I inwardly cursed in alarm. I wanted to warn everyone, but when I opened my mouth to speak, I couldn't hear myself, and no one else could hear me. The others, including Fatty, were looking at me in bewilderment. They had no idea what I was saying.
The red figure seemed to be coming towards us, slowly but surely. The speed was not fast, accompanied by a violent gust of wind.
"You guys go quickly."
I reached out and pulled Fatty, but he turned slowly, unable to see anything. Fatty could only see unclean things when he was possessed, a skill he didn't have as good as me. Luo Yung and Shen Mengtian couldn't see anything at all. The only one who could see was Zhu Zi, who was currently covering his ears and looked very distressed.
Fatty opened his mouth to say something, but I couldn't hear anything, and communication became very difficult.
The red figure was about to reach the iron gate, and the chilling surroundings felt as if we had fallen into an icy cave.
The world outside the eyes was becoming increasingly red, as if in the midst of a torrential blood rain. Fear lingered in my heart, and tension and dread accompanied the twitching of my muscles. I could feel my heart beating violently, but I couldn't tell Fatty and the others what was happening.
I pulled Fatty back. He looked puzzled. I reached out to pull Zhu Zi, and he slowly turned his head up. I opened my mouth to speak, but the sound I couldn't even hear myself.
"Brother Zhu Zi, the grudge is coming. Look!"
However, when he raised his head, what I saw was a pair of eyes filled with bloody tears. Perhaps the sharp whistling had injured his brain, causing his eyes to become bloodshot and tears to flow. Zhu Zi had closed his eyes and was saying something to me with his mouth open.
He couldn't see, only I could. But what could I do? How should I tell everyone that the grudge was approaching?
Or should I not tell them...
I grabbed the bell from the ground and ran towards the secret room. Fatty looked at me in astonishment; he could only see me running towards the secret room, but he couldn't see the red figure getting closer and closer.
There's no time to write on the ground, and no time to think of other methods. The fierce ghost had already arrived at the iron gate.
I had never felt so desperate if it were just me facing life and death. Even if I were to be tortured to death, I wouldn't feel too much sadness. But, now I have my own brothers and friends by my side.
Because only I can see, so only I can protect them!
Clutching the bell, I ran recklessly. That year, I was twenty years old, but even ten years later, twenty years later, thirty years later, I would still run like this, temper deeply ingrained in my bones, exhausted in my soul. Even if this body turned to ashes, my temper would never change.
Fatty looked at me blankly, sensing that something was wrong. He tried to grab me, but it was too late. I stood in front of the iron gate, holding the bell up high. At that moment, inexplicably, I thought of the Statue of Liberty in the United States.
Damn ironic!
"Come at me!"
Just one step away from shouting "fire at me", I remembered this line from "Heroic Sons and Daughters" when I was a child, and I still couldn't forget it.
The red shadow almost filled my entire vision, there were no other colors in the world, and the little child swayed as he approached. The piercing cold wind, I shook the bell, and with each shake, it revealed a painful expression. Clearly, the bell given to me by Han Senior had a strong restraining effect on ghosts and monsters.
But, the bell couldn't save my life!
The red child had already reached me, and at the same time, the blood and mud spread to my feet, I saw my Nike sneakers smoking. The child slowly raised his hand, and invisible big hands clutched my neck, unable to breathe, but my whole body's blood boiled, as if it was burning.
This was the method to kill the white-faced monster, and at this moment, I might also fall under such a cruel torture.
I shook the bell with all my might, but the child resisted the power of the bell. It wanted to kill me, and its resentment invaded my body.
"Fatty... run..."
I barely turned my head, using my last bit of strength to say these words. Whether he heard or not, at least, I bought them some time!
Darkness finally descended, replacing the bloody sight, as if it was about to turn into eternity...