Chapter 69: Using Oneself as Bait, Heroic Spirit

Taking advantage of the fact that the stiff bodies of those Paper People had not yet had time to move, Yang Xiao used his blood-stained hand to punch the chosen Paper Person; the force of his fist tore through the outer layer of Paper Clothes, and the familiar sensation inside made Yang Xiao's spirit stir.

"Ugh...!"

The Paper Person let out a muffled grunt, and Yang Xiao's punch had indeed landed solidly on a human body.

Loosening his fist, he left the note containing the Second Young Mistress's Birth Date and Time, which he had been clutching in his palm, on Shi Dali; time was pressing, and there was no time to use an oar, so he could only kick off hard with his foot, causing the small boat Yang Xiao was riding to retreat and move away. This entire sequence of actions flowed like water, and Yang Xiao himself had not expected it to go so smoothly.

Shi Dali was truly a veteran player; even at this point, he actually forced himself not to stand up and flee, but instead acted as if nothing had happened, continuing to sit there and disguise himself as a Paper Person.

But the Resentful Souls hidden among the other Paper People were not fools; with the outer layer of Paper Clothes torn, the scent of a living person leaked out, and the Paper People abandoned their pursuit of Yang Xiao, swarming toward the nearby Shi Dali all at once.

A seemingly limp paper hand grabbed lightly, tearing through Shi Dali's Paper Clothes while simultaneously ripping off a large chunk of bloody flesh.

At this moment, Shi Dali could no longer keep up the act; he collapsed on the paper boat, rolling in pain. The Paper People scrambled to swarm him, tearing at him while sticking the ripped-off flesh onto their own bodies, clutching it tightly as if afraid it would be snatched away by other Paper People, all while using their other hands to continue fighting and grabbing.

The splattered blood dyed the small boat red, and simultaneously stained the bodies of the numerous Paper People; the blood dripped sporadically into the lake, a scene too gruesome to look at.

The flesh and blood of a living person had an irresistible attraction to Paper People; it was rumored that Paper People who had gained power needed a full set of human skin to drape over themselves, so they could deceive the heavens and avoid the Heavenly Tribulation.

The screams resounded across the lake, but they stopped very quickly; in the distance, the fourth round of drumbeats arrived, mixed with the piercing sound of gongs.

Yang Xiao noticed that those Paper People busy fighting and grabbing suddenly paused, then scattered violently, not even caring about the flesh and blood scattered on the ground, each climbing onto the surrounding small boats to flee for their lives. At this moment, only a mangled corpse remained on the original boat.

The next second, the corpse suddenly twitched, which also gave Yang Xiao a shock; he had not expected Shi Dali's vitality to be so tenacious.

But soon he realized something was wrong; it wasn't the corpse moving, but... but the corpse's stomach—there was something inside his stomach!

The mangled belly was stretched and torn, and a small, pitch-black hand reached out from within. The small hand looked to be the size of an infant's, but the five fingers bore sharp, beast-like nails; the nails were thick and twisted, glowing with a chilling light.

It was a Ghost Fetus!

The Ghost Fetus originally hidden in Su Tingting's stomach had been successfully transferred into Shi Dali's body, but... but the Ghost Fetus had still managed to get out!

In just a moment, the Paper Man Boats on the water had all run away; it seemed they also knew the terror of this thing.

But just as Yang Xiao was also planning to slip away, a shrill scream suddenly rang out by his ear; this sound made the Qi and blood in Yang Xiao's body churn, his vision went black, and he nearly fell into the water, but fortunately, the scream stopped abruptly the next second.

When Yang Xiao regained his senses and looked at the corpse again, the corpse was already motionless, and that Ghost hand that had reached out had also disappeared.

"Brother Chu! Brother Chu!"

As the Ghost Ship disappeared, the mist permeating the surroundings also dissipated by more than half. Kuang Hongyi saw Yang Xiao standing dazed on the boat at a glance and raised his hand to wave vigorously, his joy beyond words.

There was also movement on the Boxi Boat; Su Tingting walked out of the cabin with unsteady steps, still holding that Lantern in her hand.

"It... it succeeded!" Su Tingting cried out the moment she saw Yang Xiao safe and sound. Just now, when the fourth drumbeat sounded, the male Paper Person's precious sword swung down heavily, slicing the female Paper Person in half at the waist, along with the Ghost Fetus that had been struggling inside.

Su Tingting still wanted to explain to Yang Xiao what had happened inside the cabin, but Yang Xiao was in no mood to listen to her chatter; after helping her off the large boat, the three of them immediately rushed toward the shore.

Although there was still residual mist on the lake, Liu Guanjia was reliable this time; from quite a distance away, they could see the firelight on the shore.

It was a huge red gate, standing five or six meters high. Yang Xiao realized this was the Wedding Gate promised by Liu Guanjia.

Calling it a gate, it was actually just a wooden frame assembled into the shape of a gate, covered with red Lanterns of various sizes; from afar, it looked like a large red gate.

There was a saying that grand ceremonies could transcend status; that is to say, occasions like weddings and sacrificial rites could bypass rank without being considered overstepping. This overstepping did not just refer to a person's status or position; it was said that during such joyous times, even Evil Spirits would make way.

"Mr. Chu, are you injured?" Su Tingting tore a piece of cloth from her clothes to help Yang Xiao bandage his wound.

Kuang Hongyi, who was rowing hard, stared at the wound on his own hand, which was even more severe than Yang Xiao's, feeling very unbalanced inside. But regardless, they had survived the night, and they had taken out Shi Dali; Yang Xiao deserved much of the credit.

"Brother Chu, I really didn't misjudge you!" Kuang Hongyi laughed heartily. "That bastard Shi Dali probably never imagined he would end up dying at the hands of a newcomer."

Yang Xiao smiled and shook his head, not taking the credit. "It's all thanks to Brother Kuang and Miss Su. If you hadn't covered my breakout, how could I have succeeded alone?"

"Hahaha, we're all family, no need for such talk. Brother Chu should take the primary credit for this!" Kuang Hongyi was in an excellent mood. Looking toward the shore that was getting closer, he snorted coldly. "Heh! I'd like to see what kind of expression Liu Guanjia will have when he sees that it's us who returned?"

"Brother Kuang, we are currently under someone else's roof; we cannot fall out with them," Yang Xiao reminded him.

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Kuang Hongyi nodded, then glanced at Su Tingting and instructed, "Miss Su, don't speak after we go ashore. If anything happens, Brother Chu and I will handle it for you."

After seeing a small boat rocking as it headed toward the shore, Liu Guanjia and the others crowded forward to welcome them, but after seeing clearly who was on it, the smile on Liu Guanjia's face instantly froze.

But it was only for an instant before Liu Guanjia put on that signature smile again. With a "thud," the boat reached the shore.

"The three Lucky Guests are truly lucky stars! My Feng Family will forever be grateful for the three of you's great kindness!" Liu Guanjia bowed deeply to the three of them.

It was said that one should not strike a smiling face. Yang Xiao couldn't help but feel the thickness of the Feng Family's skin, so he played along, his eyes moistening the moment he helped Liu Guanjia up. "Alas, the three of us have returned, but it is a pity for Brother Shi. To save us, he ended up... ended up charging alone into the crowd of Paper People, using himself as bait. Such heroic spirit—how many have there been throughout history!" Yang Xiao sobbed uncontrollably.