Chapter 30: The Starving Ghost Appears

In the darkness, Chen Shoushan held a flashlight and felt his way forward.

After a few minutes, Chen Shoushan suddenly heard intermittent dripping sounds and shone his flashlight ahead.

A white bone tree about five or six meters tall suddenly appeared before Chen Shoushan.

Strange! Even though Chen Shoushan had prepared himself, the first sight of it still felt strange!

For the first time, he described a tree as pallid, a tree that seemed to have grown from white bones.

Just as described in the original work, the tree bore dried skulls, filthy cloth strips, eerie white banners… and a four-meter-long black shadow nailed to its trunk.

The dripping sound came from that black shadow; a thick iron nail had been driven hard into its chest, and black blood dripped down from its chest drop by drop.

Chen Shoushan looked at that iron nail and knew it was what he had been searching for—a coffin nail!

Having already decided to come, Chen Shoushan certainly wouldn't hesitate; he walked straight over, took a deep breath, then yanked out the coffin nail, didn't even glance at the black shadow, turned his head, and sprinted back the way he had come.

Thud-thud-thud-thud!

Chen Shoushan dashed out desperately; only when he felt the familiar gloom around him did he dare to stop and look back.

At that moment, the space behind the iron door vanished, leaving only a concrete wall.

"Benefactor! Are you alright? That evil creature has disappeared! It won't go on to harm living beings, will it? My apologies, my apologies!"

An anxious voice came from the old monk beside him.

"I'm fine!"

Chen Shoushan caught his breath and continued speaking.

"Master, if you ever see that thing again, just find a man named Yang Jian—this is his karmic debt!"

"Ah… this! The poor monk will keep your words in mind."

Although the old monk didn't understand, he still nodded.

"Then I'll take my leave first!"

Chen Shoushan proposed his leave.

"Benefactor, please be careful on your way!"

The old monk also guessed Chen Shoushan's purpose for this trip.

Chen Shoushan hurriedly grabbed the coffin nail and headed toward the hospital; if he missed the chance for Wang Xiaoming and the others to come out, it would be troublesome!

On the way, Chen Shoushan examined the coffin nail in his hand and felt nothing special; it felt like an ordinary iron nail, just a bit larger.

"You're back already? Did you get the thing?"

Wang Xiaoqiang looked at Chen Shoushan in surprise, saying, "I thought you'd need at least ten or more minutes—who knew you'd be back before even ten minutes had passed."

"Got it! Everything went smoothly—has Professor Wang's side run into any trouble?"

Chen Shoushan nodded and said.

"No! From just now until now, there's been no signal from them."

Wang Xiaoqiang shook his head and said.

"If I count the time, the weakening effect I gave Ye Feng and the others has basically worn off."

Chen Shoushan furrowed his brows and said.

"What should we do? Then they won't be able to get out, right?"

Wang Xiaoqiang asked anxiously.

"No, there's still a chance; Ye Feng has also tamed two ghosts, and forcibly using the Ghost Fang one or two more times can still achieve it."

Chen Shoushan sat back in the car, at the same time placing the coffin nail in his hand securely for easy access.

Hearing Chen Shoushan's words, Wang Xiaoqiang could only endure and continue waiting in the car.

……………………

Inside a room in the hospital.

Wang Xiaoming and the others crowded together to staunch the bleeding of Sun Yi, who lay on the ground.

"Good thing it's the left leg, not that middle one… otherwise it'd be worse later, wouldn't be good for blind dates… you guys agree, right?"

Sun Yi's face was pale from excessive blood loss, and his speech came in broken fragments.

"Why did you save me? Otherwise your leg wouldn't have been broken."

Zhang Han asked.

Just now, Sun Yi blocked the Ghost Infant's attack on Zhang Han at the critical moment; otherwise, it would be Zhang Han lying down now.

Sun Yi, hearing that, laughed in a dazed way: "Brother Zhang! You're a civilian, I'm an official! My mother told me since childhood that a person must keep his word, and an official must serve the people!"

Zhang Han, hearing Sun Yi's reply, remained silent for a long time before saying: "If we make it out alive this time, I'll cover your mortgage, your wife, and all that, Brother Zhang—and even your future son's mortgage and wife, I'll take care of those too!"

But Sun Yi didn't answer Zhang Han's words—he had died! The last Ghost Master of the Dachangshi headquarters had perished.

"Liu Guang, how far are we from the Ghost Finger?"

Wang Xiaoming was the first to break the silence and ask.

"It's very close—less than thirty meters."

Liu Guang replied.

"Yeah! Chen Shoushan's weakening effect has worn off, so from now on you don't need to waste spiritual power protecting me. After obtaining the Ghost Finger, Ye Feng will bite open the Ghost Realm, and you'll rush out—since the Starving Ghost isn't inside the hospital, there's no need to fight to the death with the spawned Ghost Infants."

Wang Xiaoming nodded and said, thinking he might have guessed wrong—that the Starving Ghost wasn't in the hospital, so there was no need to let Ye Feng and the others stay behind and die for nothing.

Everyone made some preparations, all ready to fight desperately.

"Go!"

Under Wang Xiaoming's command, the people in the darkness began to sprint down the corridor.

"Over there!"

Liu Guang pointed to a room not far ahead—it was the laboratory converted from a ward! Inside lay the Ghost Finger!

Just as the crowd drew near, the walls on either side of the corridor were rapidly vanishing, and the faces of dead infants popped out from the walls one by one—first the heads, then the bodies—charging swiftly at Ye Feng and the others.

At the same time, a fourth-stage ghost infant emerged from the darkness, but now only two remained, blocking the front of the crowd.

Ye Feng kept his steps unceasing, continuing to charge forward, while the ghost funeral garb on his body surfaced.

Zhang Han was the same; the tattoo on his back split open again, and pallid white arms stretched out from behind.

Ye Feng and Zhang Han almost simultaneously collided with the ghost infant; at the instant of contact, the two frenziedly stimulated the ghosts within their bodies to unleash greater supernatural power.

Wang Xiaoming and Liu Guang also did not idle; taking advantage of Ye Feng and Zhang Han blocking the ghost infant ahead, they each rushed toward the laboratory.

Finally, Wang Xiaoming reached the laboratory first, relying on memory to successfully locate the black box containing the ghost finger.

"Found it! Let's go!"

Wang Xiaoming shouted at Liu Guang behind him.

However, receiving no response, Wang Xiaoming's hand paused, and he turned his head to look.

A familiar face appeared before Wang Xiaoming's eyes—the deceased person in charge of Dachangshi, Zhou Zheng!

Its mouth was puffed out, as if it were chewing something.

"Hungry Ghost!"

It did not know when it had arrived behind Wang Xiaoming.

"Professor Wang!"

Zhang Han finally rushed in as well, and the two fourth-stage ghost infants outside were both held back by Ye Feng alone.

"Run! Take it and get out with Ye Feng!!!"

Wang Xiaoming threw the box in his hand toward Zhang Han, and at the same time he clung desperately to the hungry ghost, disregarding his appearance.

Wang Xiaoming knew that as an ordinary person he could not possibly stop the hungry ghost, but he had long said he was not afraid of death, only worried that death would be meaningless.

{After one or two more, the Hungry Ghost copy should be over; originally my idea wasn't like this, but I don't know why as I wrote it became like this, even Yang Jian didn't come out and the Hungry Ghost copy ended, I'm also a bit dazed, but ending is fine—after becoming the person in charge is the true beginning. }

Thank you all for reading; although the word count is so low, you all continue to follow, thank you everyone!

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