Chapter 245: Six Ghosts Reborn!

Under the gaze of who knew how many malevolent entities.

Wan Xiuling and her group finished walking up all the steps and arrived in front of the circular building at the summit.

Her tension and fear finally eased slightly.

Next, they were going to see the Yan King.

No matter what, the Yan King was a god; he couldn't possibly be more terrifying than the evil ghosts below, right?

After entering, Wan Xiuling discovered that although this building was grand on the outside, the interior was filthy and chaotic, filled with dust and tattered yellow talismans everywhere.

She didn't see the Yan King radiating divine light, only two people and a corpse.

The corpse was a dried mummy.

On the left was a woman, disheveled, with many stains on her body, looking like a crazy beggar on the side of the road.

The person on the right had a face ashen like death, eyes without spirit, and his chest was stained red with fresh blood, looking exceptionally weak, with a feeling of having no desire to live.

Between the two, there was a stack of porcelain bowls; these bowls looked like they had been dug out of the trash, filthy and disgusting.

Wan Xiuling asked tentatively.

"Brother Yan Ting?"

Wan Shixiong had many business dealings with Yan Ting, so Wan Xiuling knew Yan Ting, but in this kind of occasion, running into someone she knew might not be a good thing.

Hearing Wan Xiuling's call, Yan Ting raised his head, but after a moment, he blankly lowered his head again, completely ignoring her.

Wan Shixiong looked forward fanatically.

"May I ask which one is the Yan King?"

The crazy woman Mei Yunsheng let out a strange laugh: "You finally came; I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The voice she spoke with was one everyone present had heard.

This was the Yan King's voice!

Wan Shixiong immediately led the kneeling with an excited face, looking at the crazy woman with pleading eyes: "The ten pairs of eighteen-year-old boys and girls you need have been brought to you; may I ask about the immortality you promised..."

Boys and girls?

Immortality?

Wan Xiuling felt a chill run through her entire body.

She suddenly understood everything.

So the sacrifices for the god weren't those pigs, cows, and sheep, but them, these young men and women!

Wan Xiuling had been wondering before.

Why did the elders worship the Yan King and bring them, these people who didn't believe in the Yan King, along? Why did her father never let her have a boyfriend?

That was because he wanted to offer eighteen-year-old boys and girls today to exchange for the gift of immortality from the Yan King.

She hurriedly stood up and wanted to run away, but was immediately held down by the people beside her. Since they had already been brought here, there was no possibility of escaping from here anymore.

The crazy woman laughed.

Picking up a dagger and waving it, she cut Yan Ting's throat, pressed his head, and released a bowl of fresh blood.

Everyone was frightened by this scene.

But the wound on Yan Ting's throat healed completely within a few breaths; not only was there no scar left, but there weren't even symptoms of blood loss.

"This is my blood; drink it and you can be immortal, but this blood must be exchanged for boys and girls!"

Wan Shixiong immediately stood up, roughly pulling a young man and a young woman from the crowd, and the black-robed men holding guns sent them before the crazy woman.

The crazy woman sized the two up and nodded with satisfaction; with a flash of the knife, the two's throats were cut open. They didn't even have time to scream, only able to make a sound like a broken bellows.

This scene immediately caused the young men and women to let out chaotic screams.

The crazy woman placed a finger to her lips: "Shh, whoever is the loudest, the next one will be their turn..."

The scene immediately quieted down.

The fresh blood of the young men and women who fell to the ground gathered in one place and began to bubble.

The crazy woman took out a piece of yellow paper and threw it into the pool of blood; Yan Ting was surprised to find that the yellow paper was imprinted with a portrait of a person like a photograph, and the content of the portrait was the Ball-Bouncing Ghost they had filmed before!

After the yellow paper was put in, something gradually rose from the pool of blood; as that thing gradually grew larger, the two corpses were also slowly shrinking, and the flesh, bones, and brains inside the corpses became the nourishment for this rising thing.

Finally!

This thing took shape.

Yan Ting's gaze narrowed slightly.

What grew out of the flesh and blood was actually the Ball-Bouncing Ghost!

But the Ball-Bouncing Ghost was already immortal; what was the purpose of Luo Wang Da Gui doing this?

*Bang bang, bang bang... *

The Ball-Bouncing Ghost bounced the basketball and disappeared into the air.

Wan Shixiong walked over excitedly, picked up the filthy broken bowl from the ground, and drank the blood inside in one gulp!

"Ah..."

Wan Shixiong immediately let out a painful howl; his blood vessels began to turn black, his skin and muscles were wriggling non-stop, and he rolled on the ground for a good while holding his stomach.

Not long after, Wan Shixiong stood up; although he looked the same from the outside, the feeling he gave off was completely different, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger.

Wan Shixiong smiled at everyone.

Suddenly, he raised his pistol and fired a shot at his own head, but he just shook his head, and the wound on his head healed completely.

He had finally obtained the immortal body he wanted!

This made him feel lightheaded.

So lightheaded that his consciousness gradually blurred...

After Wan Shixiong demonstrated his immortal body, the crowd of black-robed people became even more fanatical; one pair after another of young men and women were offered up, and the crazy woman kept cutting throats and releasing blood, killing people more efficiently than killing chickens, and one ghost after another was reborn in the flesh and blood.

Ball-Bouncing Ghost, Upper-Body Ghost, Bed-Pressing Ghost, Jumping-Building Ghost, Water Ghost, Screen Ghost...

When it came to the Screen Ghost.

The crazy woman frowned.

Because the black-haired woman who crawled out of the blood water was actually sticking out a belly bigger than her own, deformed and bloated, and it looked like it wouldn't be of any use.

So he grabbed the Screen Ghost and pulled out the thing in her belly, throwing it to the side.

After doing all this, the crazy woman sighed in disappointment.

"Only six..."

He had even sent dreams to those people, telling them to take photos of ten types of ghosts, but until now, they had only filmed six...

"But six is enough. You have just been reborn, go have a good meal... leave the boys and girls for me."

Just after she finished speaking.

The six ghosts summoned earlier appeared in the air simultaneously and pounced toward the group of black-robed people.

A fatty shouted in terror: "Yan King, wait, there are boys and girls I brought; I am your loyal follower... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, his head was dented by the basketball.

The six ghosts wantonly displayed their cruelty; there were severed limbs and arms everywhere in the room, and Yan Ting just watched silently the whole time, even when his own throat was cut, he had no reaction.

As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

Now Yan Ting's heart was dead; he didn't believe he had any hope left, so no matter what Luo Wang Da Gui did, he had an attitude of "whatever you want."

Soon the slaughter ended; the only people left alive were the eight boys and girls including Wan Xiuling, the six people including Wan Shixiong who had drunk the blood, as well as Yan Ting and the crazy woman.

Everyone else was killed by the six ghosts, and the scene was extremely cruel.

The crazy woman smiled and looked at the eight young men and women including Wan Xiuling, who were almost scared silly:

"Will you do me a favor? It's so dirty here; can you clean it up? Otherwise, it will be too ugly when the deification happens."

Wan Xiuling nodded hurriedly.

As long as she wasn't allowed to die, she was willing to do anything.

After giving instructions for the cleaning, the crazy woman turned to look at Yan Ting.

"Let's have a talk."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 246 =====