Chapter 499: Hundred Ghosts Entwined!

The blade light was icy and sharp, cutting a cold gleam through the darkness without a sound.

The icy blade was already pressed against Tang Luo's neck.

He casually stepped aside, the motion smooth and practiced, as if he had rehearsed it hundreds of times.

Tang Luo easily dodged the sneak attack from the darkness behind him; the strike missed, and the attacker behind him vanished.

The disappearance was not particularly fast—one could see it was a hulking man over two meters tall.

He wore what was originally a green apron, now covered in bloodstains, gloves on his hands, loose trousers—typical butcher's attire.

Except, what sat atop his neck was not a human head, but a pig's head.

This evil spirit, Tang Luo and his companions found near a slaughterhouse.

Don't misunderstand—it's not one of those real slaughterhouses where they hack pigs with butcher knives, blood pooling on the ground, a stench filling the air, corpses hanging everywhere—oh, the last one actually is.

But the hanging meat is all clean and pristine.

In horror films, such filthy grounds have blood seeping slowly into nearly clogged drains.

Various tables, like those in a morgue, are scattered in disarray.

Bodies of all kinds hang about, making it impossible to tell whether they are animal or human.

And crucially, there is a butcher with his back turned, relentlessly raising and lowering his knife.

All of the above has nothing to do with this slaughterhouse.

It is actually a local star enterprise, an industrial assembly line, mechanical pig slaughter, requiring no butcher knife throughout.

Using a dedicated machine, one electric shock.

When it first appeared on television, according to the person in charge, the pigs died instantly, feeling no pain.

It sounds almost like an experiment……

Aside from a few necessary processing areas, most places are spotless, and staff attire is strictly regulated.

Logically speaking, such a place shouldn't be haunted.

Yet evil spirits in this realm never heed reason—suddenly, a pig-headed humanoid butcher appeared, and within minutes, slaughtered everyone in the factory spotless.

This evil spirit's killing method is extremely simple: appear behind someone, a single blade falls, decapitation.

Then appear behind another, another decapitation.

Teleport, kill, teleport, kill—done in one fluid motion, with no gap.

Moreover, those whom it "appears behind" become utterly frozen and numb, unable even to blink, left only to await death.

The conditions for this evil spirit's killings are also extremely broad—unlike hide-and-seek ghosts, which require "failing to catch someone while acting as a ghost" or "breaking the rules" before killing.

As soon as the eyes in that pig's head, glowing with an eerie red light, see a person, the evil spirit instantly appears behind them and strikes lethally.

Truly, glare at someone and they die.

If there is one limitation, it is that it can kill only one person at a time—but the speed at which it kills one person is so fast it completely breaks spatial limits.

Even the time required is merely a few tenths of a second.

After killing everyone in its line of sight, the pig-headed humanoid ghost strolls away at the leisurely pace of an old man, casually choosing a direction to walk.

When encountering an insurmountable obstacle, a single blade falls and it simply cleaves through.

It carries the air of "the whole world making way for me."

Unfortunately, before it could slaughter the whole world, it encountered Tang Luo and his companions.

The moment it saw Tang Luo, the evil spirit appeared behind him, a blade fell—Tang Luo dodged, and it vanished on its own.

After about thirty minutes, it reappeared, again with a single strike.

After failing, it disappeared again.

Sometimes Tang Luo takes the initiative, throwing a punch—hitting it feels no different from striking a solid object.

But the effect is almost identical to missing with a blade; if one must say, it's just that the time until its reappearance lengthens slightly.

So most of the time, Tang Luo merely shifts slightly, dodges, and occasionally strikes out.

Before resolving Tang Luo, this unkillable bug, the evil spirit had no intention of bothering others.

Or rather, its "positioning system" remained locked onto Tang Luo.

Even when the blade fell, if Zhu Bajie or Ao Yulie were in its field of view, they suffered no attack.

As time passed, the timing of the pig-headed humanoid evil spirit's appearances also changed.

Other evil spirits are the same……

In fact, it has been over two months since the Ghost Water incident.

These two months, this mission world has been anything but peaceful; it is clearly palpable that the human world is sliding toward hell.

Put another way, hell is descending.

Some nations with strong national strength still maintain basic order, while originally insignificant small states have seen order collapse outright, fragmenting and disintegrating.

The existence of evil spirits is also becoming known to more and more people.

Over these two months, Tang Luo and his companions have not been idle—wherever there are evil spirit legends, they have been present.

The pig-headed humanoid is merely one among them.

At night, without entering the detective agency, nor resting in the Cursed House, this rather cramped space is unsuitable for Tang Luo, his two disciples, and the Heavenly Hound together.

At this moment, Tang Luo stands atop a high-rise building.

Gazing down at the city beneath him, its former prosperity has ended, vast expanses of darkness.

Some areas' lights—rather than representing hope, they resemble indulgence before death's arrival, a drunken, dreamlike frenzy for a moment.

Heaven knows when an unsolvable evil spirit might appear, death coming without reason or warning.

Behind Tang Luo, there is no one; Zhu Bajie and the others continue investigating evil spirits, their current main goal being to find a way to descend deep into hell.

Ghost Realm—Tang Luo and his companions have visited several, all much the same.

This time Zhu Bajie and the others went to investigate a certain ghost marriage affair; who knows what they'll turn up.

After quite a while, night deepened, and two figures appeared behind Tang Luo, a full ten meters away from him — precisely Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie.

And the little Xiaotian Dog.

"How's the situation?" Tang Luo said.

"A bit interesting; might really be able to go deep into Hell." Zhu Bajie said.

This ghost marriage affair is quite bizarre.

It occurred in a village that wasn't particularly remote; while marrying off the dead, they also held a grand banquet and hired a theater troupe to perform.

When it ended, the number of people had dropped by more than half.

A group of people were overjoyed, saying they'd all entered the Western Paradise together and come back out.

After several repetitions, the news spread.

Don't be fooled by how many times Tang Luo and his group have entered and exited the Ghost Domain, like going home.

For ordinary people, entering the Ghost Domain means dying clean through; the lucky ones leave a corpse behind, the unlucky ones don't even leave a corpse.

A group of people claim they entered the Western Paradise — is that the Ghost Domain?

Entered the Ghost Domain and still managed to return? Definitely need to investigate.

"Then let's go, give it a try." Tang Luo stepped through the void.

Zhu Bajie and the other two followed behind him, still keeping a ten-meter distance from Tang Luo, not drawing closer.

"Master, those things don't have any effect on you, right?" After a moment, Ao Yulie broke the silence and asked.

Zhu Bajie's eyes also held a few parts worry.

"No, no need to worry." Tang Luo smiled. "This Master's Vajra Lapis Lazuli Buddha Bones weren't cultivated for nothing; even a hundred times more, so what? Besides, there's still the Merit Jade Lotus."

The Merit Jade Lotus had already accumulated a considerable amount of merit power.

It took some time to reach the small village; it was exactly early dawn, the darkest moment of the day.

Yet that small village was bustling with noise and excitement.

On an open space a stage was erected; below it rows of old long-backed benches were arranged, an open-air audience seating.

Quite a few people sat on the benches, watching with relish, nodding and swaying as they watched the pear-garden disciples on stage sing yiya-yiya some unintelligible tunes.

The sound carried out in the night wind, carrying a few parts eerie feeling.

The open-air stage, the audience seating also hadn't rigged up any electric lights, but instead directly lit one candle after another; long candlesticks stood erect in various places.

The firelight swayed in the wind, flickering bright and dark.

A bit further out, there were actually quite a few small stalls, mobile stalls, selling fried food, chicken strips, bubble tea, small intestine wrapped in tofu puffs and such snacks.

Also selling all kinds of miscellaneous trinkets, like those thin sticks that glow when you shake them hard, can be made into glow-stick bracelets.

Quite a few children gathered around.

Just looking at that stage and the "audience," the whole scene exudes a terrifyingly eerie feeling.

But looking at the stall customers outside, it seems full of life atmosphere, laughter and joy, not a shred of danger.

Hmph, merely "seems" at that.

Don't forget the current time, four a. m.,

Not a single thread of light in the sky.

What theater troupe performs at four a. m., what people come out to watch a play at this hour, what kind of stalls set up at a time like this?

Even the Los Angeles Kobe saw was at least four-thirty!

These people are very "hardworking" indeed.

Moreover, the play being performed on stage is precisely a ghost marriage.

A bride with face painted white powder, swaying unsteadily, walked and climbed into the sedan chair.

Then it was lifted up, circling back and forth on the stage nonstop; the leader at the very front scattered red "paper copper coins" while singing an eerie song.

At first listen, very gentle, even hypnotic.

But after a slightly longer time, it becomes piercing to the ears; even the sleepiest person would be roused by this noise, stimulated, unable to sleep.

Even, a bit of a thrill.

Tang Luo and the other two overlooked from a height, floating in midair, watching this eerie, dislocated scene.

Watched for a while, just about to go down, Tang Luo's descending movement suddenly paused.

Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie, Xiaotian Dog simultaneously looked at Tang Luo.

Only to see on Tang Luo's right wrist, a pale ghost hand appeared, interlocking fingers with his ten fingers.

Behind him a pig-headed human figure, waving the rust-stained pig-killing knife in hand.

At the ankles, accompanied by crying sounds, two ghost infants covered entirely in iron-blue, eyes pitch-black, clung tightly to Tang Luo's feet, pulling him down hard.

Above his head, a rope dropped down, forming a noose, transcending time and space, instantly looping around Tang Luo's neck.

A bit higher up, an abrupt eye appeared, accompanied by a stretch of darkness around it, constantly rotating, staring at Tang Luo.

In front, long hair floating, a red one-piece dress, features unseen, only able to "see" a pair of red lips — a graceful woman, arms spread wide, wanting to give a lover's kiss.

Huahlala, faintly audible flowing water sounds, emanated from Tang Luo's body.

On his shoulder, a ghost head looking extremely similar to Tang Luo appeared, giggling at him.

A water-soaked wet tissue, covering toward Tang Luo's mouth and nose.

In an instant, the surroundings were all kinds of evil ghosts — humanoid, near-humanoid, pure object forms, and formless, intangible evil ghosts.

Packed dense, with Tang Luo as center, up down left right, within ten meters, over a hundred evil ghosts manifested simultaneously.

Tang Luo's surroundings in a split second became a venue for a hundred ghosts' wild revelry.

Hundred Ghosts Entangling the Body!