Chapter 424: Red High Heels

Xiong Gang is the bait.

His purpose in entering the yin mansion was to deliver a message to Wu Xian.

But entering was easy; leaving was hard. How could he deliver the message?

Wu Xian thought for a while and crafted a sound tube from black resin and spider silk rope—a single rope, two cups, the rope stretched taut, capable of transmitting sound over a hundred meters.

He now had a tool to deliver the message.

But how to use it became a new problem.

To survive long in the blessed land, don't treat everyone else as fools.

Except for fools like Huang Huang Debiao, who are stupid in a simple, pure way…

As long as the yin mansion's old woman isn't blind, she'll see that Xiong Gang brought in a long, white rope. Whether or not she knows what a sound tube is, all it takes is one snip of the thread and everything is over.

So as soon as Xiong Gang entered, Wu Xian began attacking the door—not only to prevent the yin mansion from shrinking, but also to draw the old woman's attention and to ensure the sound tube wouldn't be rendered useless once the door closed.

Xiong Gang's constant destruction inside the yin mansion also served the same purpose.

If the yin mansion's old woman had time to notice, she'd see that the mud and debris falling from the damaged areas perfectly buried the rope's presence.

The fact that repairing the damaged spots momentarily disrupted the old woman's control over the flowing substance was purely a fortunate accident.

Speaking of which.

When Li Po seized the sound tube, Xiong Gang instantly shuddered, trying to snatch it back.

But too much flowing substance surrounded Li Po; though it couldn't grab him, if he moved closer, it would be suicide. So after a moment's hesitation, Xiong Gang ran upstairs.

His role as bait was done. Now it was time to do what he truly wanted to do.

Save them!

…

Li Po picked up the sound tube, recalled Xiong Gang's words, thought for two seconds, then spoke.

"To rescue them and break this yin mansion, you must seize the thing controlling it. Come inside too. If we work together, we can definitely take it."

Her voice and tone were identical to Xiong Gang's.

The other side fell silent for a while.

"You're the yin mansion's old woman."

Li Po's smiling face instantly turned utterly sinister.

"How do you know?"

Wu Xian on the other end of the sound tube sneered: "Didn't you notice that every sentence Xiong Gang spoke contained four words?"

"What four words?"

"Old bitch!"

Wu Xian dropped the microphone and refused to listen to whatever came next.

"The message you meant to send—I've received it. Looks like I overthought this. Dealing with this thing turned out surprisingly simple… all it takes is enough destruction, right?"

The simplest way to cause destruction would be to use worship artifacts, but that would be too wasteful.

Fire attacks won't work—the yin mansion has already been burned; lighting fires outside won't have much effect.

So Wu Xian chose to punch the yin mansion.

Since this yin mansion is a living thing, he could stack the "Mark of Wrath."

One Mark of Wrath is one bolt of lightning. A large, defenseless living thing like this is the perfect target for Thunder Wrath and Lightning Fury!

But after punching for a while,

Wu Xian realized this method was far too slow—he was sweating profusely and had only generated two Marks of Wrath.

He looked up at the giant spider-leg spike he had previously set up, now enlarged.

"Hey, got it!"…

Pssht! A strange flowing substance surged toward them.

A red glow flashed—the substance instantly retracted, like a snail's antenna touched by fire.

The flowing substance paused, then attacked again—only to suffer the same fate.

The mad woman and the red-lipped spirit, supporting each other as they sat on the floor, wore red high heels that emitted an eerie crimson glow; every time flowing substance struck, it was deflected by the heels.

Several years ago,

on a riverbank, a woman's corpse floated up—swollen beyond recognition, yet her lips bright as fresh blood, naked except for a pair of red high heels.

After that,

people began dying nearby.

All victims were men, all naked, both feet crushed by external force until bones broke.

Police investigations revealed most were repeat offenders recently released from prison; the few without criminal records still had some connection to similar cases.

There was also a chilling rumor: every victim had seen red high heels before dying.

The last victim's home caught fire.

After that, no more similar deaths occurred. The high heels eventually ended up in the hands of a supermarket manager—this supermarket was called Guiwu Fu Supermarket.

In the eyes of the spirits at night,

this supermarket was called "Ghost Service Supermarket."

Spirit groups were a mixed bag—those converted still had some manners, but wild spirits mastered the art of free shopping: they didn't just refuse to pay, they stole from the shelves. Even the bravest ordinary people couldn't work in such a place.

So the manager gave the high heels to Gong Gong Xiujuan—and the red-lipped spirit was born.

The red-lipped spirit had two abilities: her vivid red lips and her blood-red high heels—both abilities were created for the job of a cashier.

The red lips could launch flying kisses to please customers, or scream loudly to summon security.

The high heels, besides enhancing kicks, provided super-strong defense, allowing her to protect herself against troublesome customers and buy time until security arrived.

Speaking of security…

the red-lipped spirit felt regretful. Too bad only she had been summoned here—if security brother had come too, they could've easily escaped this underground maze.

Security brother's form resembled an ancient god from myth: no head, eyes on his chest, mouth on his navel, ears under his armpits, wielding axe and shield as he danced. No spirit, no matter how powerful, could survive a single round.

Powerful spirits were naturally objects of reverence among other spirits.

If only security brother didn't sleep shirtless on duty and wore that eye patch he'd stolen from the lingerie section, it'd be perfect.

In short,

she and the mad woman had survived solely thanks to the protection of the high heels.

After fleeing upstairs, they'd hoped to jump out a window—but discovered the charred corpse yin mansion had no exits, and rooms and corridors kept shifting. Soon, they were trapped in a cramped room.

At first, the flowing substance attacked frequently.

But after a while, its movements slowed, and attacks became rare.

Still, the red-lipped spirit dared not lower the high heels' power—perhaps this was the old woman's trick!

Her power was slowly draining; not just her face, but her whole body was turning pale. If this continued, she wouldn't last long.

At that moment,

she suddenly heard thunder rumbling.

A faint electric current pierced the floor and surged into her body, forcing out a piercing scream.

Seconds after the scream,

BOOM! The wall shattered open, debris halted by the red barrier—a furious, mighty giant bear stood towering before the two women.

(End of Chapter)