Chapter 79: The Curtain Falls on the Grand Drama

"Lucky Guest, what are you doing?"

Xuanli Shitai's voice exploded behind Yang Xiao; she was pressed almost against his back. For a split second, Yang Xiao's mind went blank. He bit the tip of his tongue to force himself to regain his composure, then turned his head and asked in surprise, "Shitai, what are you doing?"

"What were you doing just now?" Xuanli Shitai's face was cold, her complexion faintly tinged with blue.

Yang Xiao raised his left hand, holding the cracked teacup lid between his fingers, and said with some embarrassment, "The lid fell by accident, I... I was going to pick it up."

Xuanli Shitai stared at Yang Xiao for a few more seconds before slowly shifting her gaze, until she saw the teacup lid.

To the side, Su Tingting clenched her fists, not daring to even breathe loudly. She had clearly seen Xuanli Shitai stand up abruptly just now and walk behind Yang Xiao in a few steps; the speed was terrifying.

"Before the Hour of the Dog tonight, everyone must sit here honestly, otherwise it will be disadvantageous to Master Feng." With a flick of her sleeves, Xuanli returned to her seat with a cold expression.

Yang Xiao watched Xuanli Shitai walk back, but there were no wet footprints left on the ground, and her pair of feet were normal.

Now Yang Xiao understood roughly: Xuanli Shitai claimed to have encountered an Evil Spirit not long ago, and this was not a lie, but the outcome was not the narrow escape Xuanli Shitai described. Instead, she had been killed by the Evil Spirit, and the current Xuanli Shitai was an out-and-out malevolent ghost.

Yang Xiao suspected that the current Xuanli Shitai was impersonated by Chun Jie.

Having recognized Xuanli's true colors, Yang Xiao did not feel panic; on the contrary, he knew that the opportunity for the three of them had arrived.

If there were no external help tonight, the three of them would absolutely not be able to escape the inescapable net laid by Master Feng, but the appearance of Chun Jie changed all of this. The primary target of Chun Jie's Resentful Soul was certainly the Feng Family, which gave them a chance to escape.

Master Feng was still eating and drinking at this moment. His movements were increasingly exaggerated; he grabbed food with his hands, taking a whole roast chicken and gnawing on it without tearing it apart, not even spitting out the bones.

Liu Guanjia was shaking his head and swaying, pouring wine for himself cup after cup. Soon, the two jars of wine beside him were empty, but Liu Guanjia's face was not red at all; instead, it grew whiter as he drank, as if he had been drained of blood by a knife.

"This is demonic possession!"

Yang Xiao was struggling to think of a way to escape, and at this very moment, this grand drama reached its climax. The actors and performers screamed at the top of their lungs, and a figure of a person being hanged appeared on the white cloth. The figure struggled violently, but it was to no avail.

The rope was tied to the figure's left foot, hanging the person upside down. This simulated Chun Jie, who had sunk to the bottom of the lake with the boat; this was her struggle before death.

But soon, Yang Xiao realized something was wrong. Small, circular shadows actually appeared behind the white cloth. The circular shadows varied in size, rising rapidly as the figure struggled, and finally bursting open. These... these were clearly water bubbles!

Immediately after, one figure after another emerged behind the white cloth. These people were all tied by their left feet, hanging in mid-air, struggling desperately.

At the same time, it was accompanied by violent splashing sounds and the sound of treading water; the scene was extremely chaotic for a moment.

This scene terrified everyone. This did not look like a performance; these actors seemed... they seemed to be truly drowning!

Not long after, the figures all stopped moving. One by one, the silhouettes were hung behind the white cloth in various postures. The scene was silent and eerie; Su Tingting did not dare to even breathe.

The next second, the entire white cloth that had been suspended fell, exposing the scene behind the stage. Everyone's breathing stopped along with it. They saw one actor after another, soaked through and wearing heavy makeup, hung high by their left feet with thick hemp ropes. Their arms hung down, and foul water kept dripping from their wrists and cuffs. Covered by long, wet hair were faces that died with their eyes wide open.

The wooden stage was completely rotted by water, filthy, with black silt visible everywhere, along with some torn water weeds.

"Ah! Ahhh!!" The young maidservant who had been serving with a water basin to the side was instantly frightened into letting out a scream, the basin in her hands overturning onto the ground. "People are dead!"

This shout seemed to wake everyone up, and the situation instantly became chaotic. Master Feng and Liu Guanjia, who had been eating and drinking, also woke up as if from a dream.

"Stop her!"

Following a roar from Liu Guanjia, before the maidservant could run out, she was cut down to the ground by Martial Master Zhao, who had reacted. Fresh blood sprayed out, splashing onto Martial Master Zhao's face.

If not now, when? Yang Xiao forcefully overturned the table, and Kuang Hongyi's movements were not slow either; he grabbed a chair and rushed toward the side room.

Their target was the Second Young Mistress. As long as they gave her Chun Jie's relic, the mission would be considered complete.

The guards guarding outside the side room did not react slowly either, drawing their blades to hack. Kuang Hongyi used the chair to knock the guard over, but his shoulder was also slashed by a blade. The two tangled together and crashed into the side room.

Yang Xiao and Su Tingting followed closely behind. Inside the side room, there were only two old maids who had been scared silly. The Second Young Mistress, whom they had met once before, lay on the bed, her large belly protruding, gasping for air; it was obvious she was about to give birth.

By the time Master Feng and Liu Guanjia led people to rush in, Yang Xiao had already placed the Short Blade against the Second Young Mistress's neck. "One more step, and I'll slaughter her!"

Master Feng did not dare to move for a moment, only then thinking to seek help from Xuanli Shitai. The actors who were performing were all dead; this was clearly the work of a resentful ghost. But... but this play was clearly arranged by Xuanli Shitai herself, so how could it...

When Master Feng turned back to look for Xuanli Shitai, the scene behind him made his entire body feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He saw Xuanli Shitai standing together with those hanged actors. A dozen wet figures blocked the door of the hall, and Xuanli Shitai herself was also soaked through, with a large pool of water at her feet.

"This... this......"

Master Feng shouted for help, but before he could shout a few times, he choked. He clutched his own throat and began to vomit incessantly. At first, it was the chicken, duck, fish, and meat he had eaten tonight, but soon, after vomiting those, he began to vomit water weeds and silt that reeked of a foul stench.

Liu Guanjia wanted to go and support him, but soon he also clutched his own throat, kneeling on the ground in pain, his legs kicking and struggling incessantly. Silt gushed out from his seven orifices; the scene was too horrible to look at.

The remaining guards and Martial Masters had never seen such a thing and instantly scattered like birds and beasts. But those drowned ghosts did not intend to let them go, and the not-so-large hall turned into a living hell.

On this side, Yang Xiao was not idle either. He cut the Second Young Mistress's arm with a blade and pressed Chun Jie's relic onto it. The moment the fresh blood soaked the relic, Xuanli Shitai seemed to receive some kind of induction. At this moment, Xuanli's whole body became bloated, her clothes were stretched until they tore, revealing the deep red wedding dress inside—it was Chun Jie!

Chun Jie headed straight for the Second Young Mistress and pulled her into her arms.

The three of Yang Xiao quickly retreated to the side. Su Tingting also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that since it was the love between mother and daughter, Chun Jie should not attack them again.

But the scene that followed completely exceeded Su Tingting's imagination. Chun Jie wrapped herself around the Second Young Mistress like an octopus. As the embrace became tighter and tighter, the Second Young Mistress, who had already been paralyzed by fear, could not help but struggle violently. "Crack!" First, her two slender arms were broken, then her shoulders collapsed. The Second Young Mistress spat out blood foam and couldn't help but scream, until finally, with a "squelch," her entire belly burst open.

Even so, Chun Jie still did not let go, forcefully crushing the Second Young Mistress's body, her bloated body dripping with fresh blood.