Arakshasa remained silent for a while, probably adjusting her emotions and organizing her thoughts. After a long time, the soul sphere finally moved slightly. But before she could speak, Qin Ye massaged his temples, "Arakshasa is too much of a mouthful. For the sake of convenience, why don't I call you Arti?
Your full name is Arthis Menethil. It's catchy, easy to understand, and very international.
What do you think? "
Bloody hell …
Arakshasa was even tempted to perish together with Qin Ye right now.
This isn't an Asian name, and it even seems to have changed its gender!
Are you serious?!
"... Up to you …" She gritted her teeth and drew a deep breath, "The reason why this soul is so important is because of you."
"Those who have consumed the taisui fungus are neither alive nor dead. Their names do not exist in the Book of Life and Death, and they exist in the realms of the netherworld and the netherworld.
But by the same token, as soon as there is a imbalance between the netherworld and the netherworld, death is inevitable. "
She continued softly, "Normally, such a situation would never happen. But who would have thought that the great wish of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would actually come true.
The only way for you to survive is to find a shard of a primordial treasure.
But have you ever thought about … "
She lowered her voice and continued, "As soon as you find the shard of King Yanluo's Seal, you … won't be able to stop."
"What do you mean …" Qin Ye's mind suddenly lit up before he could finish speaking.
Won't be able to stop … That's right, so that's how it is!
Unless he dies in peace, as long as he finds the first shard, he would be able to play out this silent prelude to the undead.
And then … nobody would be able to stop it!
Finding the first shard would draw the attention of the next shard, and then the next shard would fall into his hands. And then, he would draw the attention of the next shard … and then, whether he wanted to or not, he would never be able to extricate himself from this vortex.
It was an endless loop!
Arthis continued, "Furthermore … any shard of a primordial treasure is filled with boundless Yin energy. Any ghost that obtains it, even if it's only one or two years old, would possess strength comparable to an old ghost of ten or twenty years of age.
Kid … keep your fingers crossed. If your luck is too bad and you encounter a D-grade evil ghost with your first shard, then … three days from now will be the day of your death. "
Qin Ye didn't respond. Instead, he shut his eyes and deliberated.
His hand lightly tapped on the table, and the light sound of the tapping made the small house in the early morning show a kind of contrast of tranquility.
It was a Gu pot.
Every Gu insect inside held a fragment of a primordial supreme treasure, and only the strongest one could survive!
However, regardless of whether they wanted to or not, they had to participate in this life and death battle!
There was no way to hide.
Then …
"He who strikes first has the advantage." He opened his eyes, killing intent flashing through them.
He and Arthis spoke in unison, almost at the exact same time that Arthis did.
"There's no way to retreat. There's no need to retreat anymore.
Either you die, or they die. "
Arthis was an Infernal Judge who had committed heinous crimes in the past, and her heart was filled with viciousness and coldness. She glanced at Qin Ye with great surprise, "To think that we'd come to an agreement for the first time … Don't worry. Since we've already signed the contract of the Heavenly Dao, I won't sit idly by and watch you die.
Also, I've seen this Yin spirit in the Underworld. The aura of a Connate Cardinal Treasure isn't strong. You should be glad.
I'm afraid it hasn't been long since the ghost beside him obtained the fragment. "
Qin Ye nodded and glanced at his phone. It was already 7.10 a.m.
Since he could not summon the soul during the day, he would start with Wang Chenghao in school!
Within the next three days, Qin Ye would either die, or Granny Meng would have to accompany Qin Ye.
… … …
That same night, 3.00 a.m.
Just as Qin Ye was walking along the Yin Yang Road, a tall young man was lying on his bed with a frown on his face in one of the most exclusive neighbourhoods in Clear Creek County.
He was sleeping soundly. Although it was summer, the most high-end central air conditioner in the house was silently adjusting the temperature. Coupled with the ventilation system, a single unit cost nearly a hundred thousand RMB.
This was the home of the richest man in Clear Creek County, Wang Zemin. Azure Waves Neighbourhood.
The area was filled with small villas. When one opened the windows and looked out, one would immediately see the Daba Mountains that stretched for thousands of miles. The night breeze blew gently through the bamboo forest, causing one's heart to feel a sense of tranquility.
The greenery in the neighbourhood was also excellent. The price of this neighbourhood was definitely not inferior to that of the top neighbourhoods in the provincial capital. Even then, there were only three or four small villas.
The lush greenery even formed a small forest. That said … the darkness of the night appeared somewhat eerie and sinister under the illumination of the streetlights.
Wang Chenghao lay on his bed, sleeping restlessly. He tossed and turned, and his brows were tightly knitted together.
Finally, he cried out in alarm and awoke from his dream.
"Haa … haa …" He gasped for breath and rubbed his chest. His heart was beating wildly.
Even though two days had passed, he still couldn't forget the nightmare of that day.
A second later, he suddenly froze.
His heart almost stopped beating, and a sense of fear crept up his spine, causing his scalp to go numb!
There was a woman sitting at the head of his bed.
She sat there quietly with her back to him. Her hair hung loosely to her waist, and she didn't say a single word.
She was dressed in pale white clothes and sitting at the head of the bed.
"You … you!" Wang Chenghao was scared out of his wits. His tall body retreated to the head of the bed and desperately flicked on the lights.
"There's no need to, the power's out." The woman's voice was somewhat hoarse, almost as though she were chewing on something.
"Auntie Liu …" Wang Chenghao finally calmed down.
This Auntie Liu was his stepmother. However, he had never been able to address her as' mother ', and had always referred to her as' auntie '.
His stepmother had been brought back by his father, Wang Zemin, three months ago.
Wang Chenghao's original mother had passed away after giving birth to him.
Without saying another word, Auntie Liu made a strange gurgling sound from her mouth and slowly left.
Wang Chenghao listened to the sound of the door closing, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and prepared to sleep.
He had only been lying down for a few seconds when he suddenly sprang up as though he had been pricked by a needle.
Something's wrong … something's wrong!!
I've … I've locked the door before I went to bed!
Even if I wanted to turn on the air conditioner, I'd shut the windows!
How … how did she get in here?!
No … there's no way the power would go out in this neighborhood!
If the power goes out in this neighborhood, then it's probably going to go out in the entire county as well.
His body trembled violently, and he felt the blood rush to his head. He flicked on the lights several times, but there was no response.
He cursed under his breath, "Fuck!!"
He immediately picked up his cell phone. But as soon as he switched it on, he immediately covered his mouth with his hand and wrapped the cup around his entire body. The eighteen -year-old lad was so frightened that he nearly screamed out loud!
There was no light.
The shadows of the endless sea of bamboo on Mount Daba were cast over by the moonlight, almost as though they were swaying ghosts.
There were no signs of human activity.
The entire room was filled with an oppressive, deathly stillness. One could hear a pin drop.
The only source of light was the faint glow of his cell phone.
Under the glow, he could clearly see … a series of footprints stretching from the side of his bed to the door.
It was neat and tidy. But … what kind of footprints could be seen?
Human footprints.
And yet … they were stained with fresh blood!
At three o 'clock in the morning, his bedroom was already scarlet with footprints!
Thud thud thud … Wang Chenghao's teeth began to chatter uncontrollably.
The closed door, his stepmother sitting at the head of his bed at three o 'clock in the morning, a series of bloody footprints, and incessant gulping sounds …
He walked quietly to the door, not daring to make a single sound.
Just as he was about to gently shut the door, he suddenly discovered that it was still open!
There was a small crack in the door.
"Haa … haa …" His forehead was filled with cold sweat. Just as he was about to shut the door, he caught sight of a scene that sent his soul soaring to the heavens!
His stepmother … was sprawled out next to the Labrador he had been rearing. Her head was twisted into a strange position, almost as though she were devouring something.
Beside her feet was a large puddle of golden fur and a large pool of fresh blood.
What kind of creature could have so much fur?
What kind of large creature … could spew out so much blood?
Click … He shut his eyes, bit down on his lips, and shuddered as he shut the door.
There's a ghost …
There's a ghost in the house!
"Haa … haa …" His entire body was drenched in sweat as he slumped weakly onto the wooden floor. He leaned against the door and panted heavily.
Ten minutes later, he finally picked up his phone and began to take a picture of the footprints in the bedroom.
Click … As soon as he was done, he opened the photo album, only to be stunned by what he saw.
What kind of photo is this?
Unbeknownst to him, a photo had appeared in his photo album.
It was a picture of the familiar classroom, the familiar Zhang Yilong, and … Qin Ye?
However, Qin Ye's back was facing them at this very moment. He was using a magic artifact with lotus flowers on both ends to block a large, incorporeal object from behind him.
They had already fainted into the corner of the room.
The angle at which the photo was taken was very poor. Evidently, he had mistakenly switched on the illuminated camera when he had fainted.
Qin Ye … T-this is Qin Ye?!
Is this the same day?
Didn't he say that he had fainted?!
Knock!!
Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door. Wang Chenghao could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and he screamed and stumbled back more than a meter.
"Who … who is it?!!"
There was no response.
However, that thump … thump rang out punctually every five seconds!
It was the knell of the god of death.
Wang Chenghao dashed to the door like a madman and held it tightly.
The door was being knocked on and knocked on behind her.
He wanted to leave the wooden door that isolated his fear, but he was also afraid that it would open as soon as he left.
He wanted to block the door, but it was only a door away from fear.
The overwhelming fear caused tears to well up in his eyes.
He had never looked forward to the sun rising as much as he did today.
The knocking on the door didn't stop for the entire night.
Finally, at 5 a.m., a rooster crowed from somewhere, and the knocking on the door stopped abruptly.
Wang Chenghao didn't dare to move. Although it was 5 a.m., and the knocking had stopped, the sky was still dark.
However, the sky was still dark. In the summer, the sky would only light up at 5: 30.
He quietly pocketed his money.
He stared intently at his phone. As soon as 5.30 a.m. arrived, he dashed out of the door like a madman.
He wanted to leave the living hell that was his home.
The driver hadn't returned to work yet, so he dashed out into the streets. There was no one around, and it was obviously much colder and more humid than his own home. Yet, he felt as though he had finally let go of the fear in his heart.
After waiting for almost an hour, he finally saw a taxi. He pulled the door open and rushed out, "Let's go … to the outskirts of the county … to the funerary street!
Let's go to the funeral shop! "
The taxi drove quickly, and as soon as it arrived at the funerary street, he tossed out a fifty note and dashed straight into the street.
Thud … It happened to collide with Qin Ye's bicycle.
"Wang Chenghao?" Qin Ye stared at him in surprise, "What are you doing here?"
"Save me!!"
Wang Chenghao rushed to Qin Ye's side like a madman. Ignoring the fact that there were still people who had woken up to buy breakfast, he grabbed Qin Ye's hand, "Save me … I know … you can do it!"
"There's … a ghost in my house … there's really a ghost!!"
Qin Ye silently retracted his hand and took a closer look at Wang Chenghao.
At first glance, his eyes also twitched.
The glabella between his brows was pitch black.
Just two days ago, his face was still glowing with health and Yang energy.
What was even more frightening was the fact that two of the three oil lamps on his shoulders and head had already been extinguished, leaving only one on his head. The flame was weak and flickering.
He was on the brink of death.