Chapter 22: The Terrifying Male Corpse in Precognition

At this moment, the staircase on the third floor led to the staircase on the second floor, and Zhang Hao was staring at the staircase below.

The staircase blocked his gaze, but he had just felt that some supernatural effect was acting on him.

Moreover, the news coming from the bride made him more certain of the situation.

Unfortunately, perhaps because the voices of Yang Jian and the others below were too low, he could not hear their conversation, only the sharp wail of "Ah".

"Is it Lin Luomei? Or Xiong Wenwen?"

Zhang Hao pondered.

According to the plot he remembered, in Yang Jian's team, the only ones who could affect others without contact were probably these two.

But soon, Zhang Hao eliminated the possibility that Lin Luomei's supernatural effect was on him.

If Lin Luomei's ghostly sound truly acted on him, at least he would hear it.

Just as on the third floor, he could feel that the sound was checking his condition.

"So it's the bear child?"

"He employed Precognition, foreseeing me and the bride, but judging by this, the bear child should have been killed in the Precognition."

That sharp scream earlier could only be emitted by a child or a woman.

Eliminating Lin Luomei, the only remaining one was naturally the bear child.

"So, Yang Jian is downstairs?"

Zhang Hao pondered.

At present, he certainly could not truly intend to kill Yang Jian.

At least before Qin Lao dies or self‑appoints, he would not actually strike Yang Jian.

Whether he could kill Yang Jian under a future where Qin Lao converses is another matter.

Just killing Yang Jian would bring a blow from that elder that he and the bride could not bear now.

Only after that elder self‑appoints, and the invisible protective aura around Yang Jian disappears, can Zhang Hao truly make a move against Yang Jian.

"But in this situation, I can't just let Yang Jian go for no reason; I must at least obtain what I want first."

Unable to kill, he naturally must find a way to gain the greatest benefit.

At present, the only thing on Yang Jian worth Zhang Hao's mind is that Face‑wrapping Cloth, the Ghost Crying Face.

Just as Zhang Hao was thinking.

Downstairs, Xiong Wenwen also regained composure under everyone's reassurance.

Yang Jian took out a Hong Bai Shuang Sha Ghost Candle and lit it, "Try seeing if, after I light the Ghost Candle, our Precognition shows whether we will die later."

"Also, try whether you can continue Precognizing the subsequent scenes after death."

Han Mo also spoke, "Don't be afraid, this is not your true death; if you are uncertain, you may try."

"After lighting the Ghost Candle, our time of death should change, right?"

Xiong Wenwen heard this, nodded, and then began to try again.

Closing both eyes, the familiar scene appeared once more.

Only this time, the people waiting at the staircase entrance were enveloped by a burst of Dim Green Candlelight.

At the second‑floor staircase entrance, a white figure and a Hong Bai Shuang Sha figure stepped out again.

This time, after the red and white figures entered the second floor and discovered them, they did not launch an immediate attack.

About a dozen seconds later, the white figure slowly raised its hand, just as in the previous Precognition.

Then, beyond the Dim Green Candlelight enveloping the crowd, red blood handprints the size of a child's palm repeatedly struck the Ground around the staircase.

The Ghost Candle's flame burned more fiercely due to the appearance of the red blood handprints.

This let the Precognizing Xiong Wenwen sigh in relief; as they gathered more information and responded, the outcome shifted. After receiving an injection of stimulant, Xiong Wenwen continued to Precognize the forthcoming situation.

However, his mood quickly became panicked again.

Because while they were trapped, a tall male corpse walked up from below, holding a machete in its hand.

When it reached near the staircase, it merely swung at the Dim Green Candlelight, and the entire stretch of Dim Green flame went out.

It can be seen that the extinguishing was not due to the Ghost Candle burning out, but the Candle seemed to be split by something, then the whole thing burst.

Seeing this, Xiong Wenwen, who had been fairly calm, became terrified again; the scene was exceedingly bizarre.

In the Precognition's ending, a ghost actually broke the Ghost Candle.

It should be noted that the Ghost Candle is reputed to defend against all supernatural attacks; as long as the Ghost Candle remains, Fierce Ghosts cannot affect anything within its flame.

Later, the tall male corpse acted again; its machete swung down, and Xiong Wenwen's head fell off.

Not only Xiong Wenwen; besides him, Lin Luomei's and Yang Jian's heads also fell off at that moment.

That ghost's single attack severed all three heads simultaneously.

Seeing even his trusted Yang Jian unable to withstand a round against that ghost, Xiong Wenwen lost the courage to continue watching.

The Precognition was interrupted again; this time Xiong Wenwen did not scream, but the terror in his eyes was unmistakable.

"Xiong Wenwen, how's the situation?"

Yang Jian saw that Xiong Wenwen's Precognition lasted less than a minute before ending, and seeing Xiong Wenwen's terrified gaze, his complexion turned sour.

Even without Xiong Wenwen speaking, he could guess that this outcome seemed unfavorable.

"I… Yang Jian"

Xiong Wenwen stared in terror at Yang Jian, his gaze especially fixed on Yang Jian's neck, and occasionally he turned his head to look at Lin Luomei.

"Yang Jian and Lin Luomei were attacked? And killed?"

Han Mo spoke; this time he did not comfort Xiong Wenwen but observed the situation, thus sharply noticing this phenomenon.

"Hmm."

Xiong Wenwen lowered his voice, bowed his head, and told everyone what had just happened.

"Are you sure you're not joking? One slash shattered the Ghost Candle, and the same slash killed you, Yang Jian, and Lin Luomei?" Luo Suyi's face turned unpleasant.

"Nonsense, who do you think I am? Making jokes about this, do you think I'm a clueless child?"

Hearing someone question, Xiong Wenwen glared at Luo Suyi.

He's afraid of Yang Jian, but that doesn't mean he's also afraid of Luo Suyi.

"One slash shattered the Ghost Candle." Han Mo's expression was also very unpleasant.

He can share attacks with others, but for an attack of this magnitude, he cannot block it.

A slash shattering the Ghost Candle? Unheard of.

Not only Han Mo, Yang Jian's face was also very unpleasant.

Even when they previously faced an S‑level starving ghost, the opponent did not have this ability.

At that time, the Wish Ghost could only extinguish the Ghost Candle by the shortcut of blowing it out.

Later they encountered a fourth‑stage ghost infant; although it could attack the Ghost Candle, a single bite only removed a small segment of the half‑length Ghost Candle, and the whole Candle was never eaten.

So the tall male corpse in Precognition is far more terrifying than the fourth‑stage ghost infant, even reaching the level of a starving ghost or beyond?

The Mid‑Autumn Festival has arrived, and it's unclear whether there's a seven‑day holiday this time.

Anyway, the author wishes everyone a Happy Mid‑Autumn Festival here.

Also, since it's Mid‑Autumn, the author will of course give out Hong Bai Shuang Sha envelopes, but I don't know how to snatch them, so you'll have to find them yourselves.

(Chapter End)