Chapter 61: Encounter

Li Jun originally still wanted to say a couple of sentences, but for some reason after seeing the expressionless Chen Shoushan, he again silently swallowed his words back.

Seeing the silent Li Jun, Chen Shoushan didn't say much either, after all Li Jun's character in the original work is like this, and moreover this is still the early stage of the mysterious recovery, with Li Jun not yet heavily eroded by the supernatural, such behavior is indeed quite normal.

Seeing Li Jun carrying Guo Fan's corpse into the candlelight, since the ghost candle showed no reaction, it indicates that this corpse is still normal and no fierce ghost has revived.

"Where is Guo Fan's spirit tablet? Bring it over for me to see."

Chen Shoushan had no intention of touching that corpse; instead he asked about Guo Fan's spirit tablet.

"Here!"

Li Jun turned around while carrying Guo Fan, displaying Guo Fan's back to everyone.

Instantly Luo Suyi and the others felt their scalps tingle and a wave of nausea, especially Lin Luomei, who could not hide her nausea.

It turned out that at the position on Guo Fan's corpse's back, a black spirit tablet had grown tightly into his flesh, bright red blood and black wood intertwining… utterly nauseating.

Chen Shoushan silently withdrew the hand he had intended to extend to receive the spirit tablet.

But relying on the faint candlelight of the ghost candle, Chen Shoushan still saw from afar the black-and-white photo tightly attached to Guo Fan's spirit tablet; at this moment the photo of Guo Fan had lost his smile and was filled with terror, as if he had seen something horrifying.

Moreover, the Guo Fan in the photo had begun to blur; it was believed that before long he would completely disappear, and once the photo's Guo Fan vanished, it would mean Guo Fan's total death.

Chen Shoushan had no intention of acting rashly, because Guo Fan's situation was somewhat special; the two ghosts he commanded were both inside the spirit tablet, and Chen Shoushan's extraordinary ability might not truly be able to affect those two ghosts.

Even if Chen Shoushan could influence them, if the two ghosts' terror levels were originally one strong and one weak, the weaker one might have been able to hold on a bit longer, but after Chen Shoushan weakened them, the weaker one would likely be directly suppressed, causing Guo Fan to die on the spot.

"Forget it, since you like it, just keep carrying it!"

Chen Shoushan shook his head; anyway, with the ghost candle present, if Guo Fan showed any situation midway, it could be detected in time.

Having said that, Chen Shoushan led the way out of the room; since they had found Li Leping and the others, next they would seek Tong Qian and company, and once everyone gathered, it would be time to deal with the newspaper ghost.

By then, perhaps they could even seize the Chai Dao Ghost's Ghost Firewood Knife.

Thus Chen Shoushan's team grew a bit more; fortunately the ghost candle's coverage range was large enough.

But things could not go smoothly; not long after the group left the room, a chilling footstep sound again echoed in the ghost mist, and this time the source of the footsteps was very close to the group.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Everyone looked with solemn faces at the surrounding ghost mist, fearing a ghost might rush out.

The burning speed of the ghost candle in Chen Shoushan's hand also indeed increased somewhat, indicating that their guess was correct—there really was an unknown ghost prowling nearby.

Chen Shoushan's brows slightly furrowed, but not because of the Chai Dao Ghost in the ghost mist; rather, through his relational perception he discovered that Tong Qian's position was actually moving, and moreover moving in the opposite direction from them.

On the other side.

Yang Jian also lit a ghost candle that had only two-thirds remaining, leading Xiong Wenwen and Tong Qian as they moved cautiously through the ghost mist.

"Are you sure the newspaper ghost came from this direction?"

Yang Jian once again confirmed to Xiong Wenwen, who was tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Xiong Wenwen earnestly nodded and said with certainty: "That's right; this is what I saw in my precognition—a faceless soldier clutching an identical bloody newspaper in his hand; I don't know if it's the newspaper ghost, but it's definitely not human."

It turned out that the footsteps just now in the ghost mist had stopped near Yang Jian and company; Yang Jian had let Xiong Wenwen do a precognition to ensure they wouldn't be attacked, but the precognition didn't foresee the attack—instead it let Xiong Wenwen see the silhouette of the newspaper ghost.

Now Yang Jian made a snap decision and took the initiative to attack.

Yang Jian is not a passive person; he prefers to seize the initiative in supernatural affairs, advancing and retreating with ease.

Tong Qian thought it over and also did not object, since she wasn't sure when Li Jun and the others would arrive; in that case it might be better to follow Yang Jian and take the initiative.

However, Chen Shoushan's side was somewhat troublesome; the road ahead seemed blocked by the Chai Dao Ghost, and the closer they got, the faster the ghost candle burned.

Yet Chen Shoushan had no intention of calling a halt; Luo Suyi and the others could only grit their teeth and press forward, the chaotic and heavy footsteps of the group drawing ever nearer.

Suddenly, the ghost candle's burning speed reached its fastest point so far, and Chen Shoushan then waved his hand to signal everyone to stop.

But the footsteps in the ghost mist showed no sign of stopping, instead they pressed hard toward the group.

Thud, thud, thud…

The rhythmic footsteps grew louder, and a tall figure slowly emerged from the ghost mist, holding a rusted firewood knife in its hand, a foul corpse stench spreading everywhere.

A rotting corpse a full two meters tall stood before the group, its hollow eyes dripping filthy liquid slowly.

What's more terrifying is that the supposedly omnipotent ghost candle seemed unable to impede this ghost; the candlelight's range was compressed, and Luo Suyi and the others frightenedly drew closer to Chen Shoushan.

In the end, the candlelight's range was compressed only about a meter and then stopped shrinking, which let Luo Suyi and the three others breathe a sigh of relief.

"What should we do now, go around it?"

Li Leping looked at the towering corpse standing in place and asked Chen Shoushan.

"No, lock it up!"

Chen Shoushan looked at the Chai Dao Ghost that had come to their door, and without much hesitation, recalling that in the original work Yang Jian had managed to seize the Ghost Firewood Knife with just a single shroud, now that they had so many people, Chen Shoushan didn't believe their combined effort would still be less effective than a single shroud.

"Good!"

Li Leping did not object, merely nodding.

If Li Jun had said such a thing, Li Leping would surely oppose it, after all it had nothing to do with their original goal.

But if it was Chen Shoushan saying this, Li Leping would subconsciously feel that Chen Shoushan must have his reasons for doing so…

This is the mental pressure brought by the Chaotic Instructor, causing those around him to unconsciously submit to Chen Shoushan, even if they themselves do not think so.

Yet they will unconsciously center on Chen Shoushan, unconsciously embellish his orders, and make themselves accept this command!

(End of chapter)