Chapter 280: Chang Ghost

"Ah... ah ah..."

In the dim and narrow corridor, it was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard. Ning Zhe stretched his right arm straight to hold the lamp high. The light illuminated the pale human figure standing in the corner. He saw its lips slightly open, and a hoarse groan came from its dry throat, its whole body trembling like chaff.

The next moment, Spencer suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with ghostly light staring straight at the blonde girl who buried her face in Ning Zhe's chest, too afraid to raise her head, and an inhuman cry leaked from his throat.

"Yi—yi——"

Peng peng, the wall beside Ning Zhe suddenly made a thumping sound of stone being hit by a blunt object, and other ghosts wandering in the castle were also attracted. Dong—dong—the dull impact sound came one after another, each one like a heavy hammer hitting Bai Zhi's heart, and the walls and floor vibrated with a hum.

Ning Zhe remained unmoved, staring calmly at Spencer, who was groaning and walking toward him.

"I remember, he seemed to have been strangled to death?"

Ning Zhe recalled his memory when he was in the lobby on the first floor of the castle as Cynthia. At that time, Spencer was disturbed by the ghosts wandering in the lobby because he knocked over the candlestick. Ghosts were everywhere, grabbing his hands and feet, hugging his waist, and a pair of pale ghostly hands fiercely strangled his neck. Ning Zhe clearly remembered a pair of ghostly hands strangling Spencer's neck, so he thought he was probably strangled to death by those ghosts.

But it doesn't seem to be the case now.

Ning Zhe examined carefully and found that there were no bruises on Spencer's neck, and no obvious wounds were seen elsewhere on his body, only a pale-as-paper face with twisted expressions, as if all the blood in his body had been drained.

"Hmm?" Turning his gaze, Ning Zhe noticed something he hadn't had a chance to observe before.

Fingers.

"Spencer's left hand is missing a finger, the little finger." Ning Zhe frowned slightly, staring at the uneven fracture on Spencer's left hand. There were no bone fragments between the skin and flesh. His left little finger should have been broken off by hand, rather than cut off with a knife or sword.

He remembered that when Spencer was still alive before, his left hand was complete, so Spencer's little finger was broken off after death? By a ghost? Or did he break it himself?

While Ning Zhe was thinking, the vibration of the wall beside him became more intense, shaking off bursts of dust. Spencer walked into the light and came to Ning Zhe.

It spasmed all over and slowly stretched out its hand, its bleeding fingertips gently touching Bai Zhi's trembling back.

Hoo—Ning Zhe blew out the corpse oil lamp, and the corridor fell into pitch darkness.

The girl in Ning Zhe's arms disappeared along with the extinguishing of the light. At the same time, Spencer, who had been stuck like a rusty gear, suddenly became fierce. A pair of cold palms instantly strangled Ning Zhe's neck, and the heavy force pressed Ning Zhe until he was dizzy.

Dong—dong—the sound of hitting the wall became more frantic. While being strangled by Spencer, Ning Zhe barely opened his mouth and groaned with all his might: "Spencer, aren't you going to protect me?"

Before the words fell, the force strangling Ning Zhe's neck suddenly loosened, and after a while, it strangled him even harder.

"I... I am Cynthia..." Ning Zhe stretched out his hand to stroke Spencer's pale face and said hoarsely: "Don't you remember? Nabal, I am Cynthia... aren't you going to protect me and Katya? What are you doing now?"

The woman's voice was like weeping and complaining. In the darkness, two lines of tears fell from the corners of Ning Zhe's eyes, and the warm tears dripped onto Spencer's wrist, making him somewhat confused.

Seeing the timing, Ning Zhe broke free from Spencer's hands, took out a lighter and clicked to light the corpse oil lamp. The warm light dispelled the darkness, and the confused Bai Zhi floated in the corridor again.

At the same time, the wall beside it burst open, and a pale and thin palm stretched out from the crack in the bricks.

"Ning Zhe?" Bai Zhi was so scared that her face turned pale: "What should we do now?" "Nothing." Ning Zhe endured the pain and pulled Bai Zhi with his broken left hand, pulling her close to him. The fallen stone bricks poured onto the ground with a clatter, the crack in the wall suddenly expanded, and the ghost drilled in.

That was a white girl with flaxen long hair, wearing a loose down jacket. The hat connected to the zipper behind the collar was removed, and her emerald eyes were flashing with ghostly light.

"That, that is..." Bai Zhi opened her eyes wide.

"That is Cynthia." Ning Zhe pulled Bai Zhi back two steps. The girl with flaxen long hair crawled in from the crack in the wall, exactly Ning Zhe's identity before the last one, Spencer's college classmate and object of pursuit, the white girl Cynthia: "It seems that after I died in the lobby, Cynthia also became one of them."

Looking at Cynthia crawling in from the crack, Ning Zhe suddenly noticed her pale hands, which, like Spencer's, were missing a finger.

Spencer was missing his left little finger, and Cynthia was missing her right little finger.

Is there any connection between this?

Before Ning Zhe could think more, Cynthia had completely squeezed through the crack, stretched her mutilated palm toward Bai Zhi, and crawled over groaning. She was also killed by a ghost, and she was also driven by the instruction 'kill all living people in the castle.'

But the next moment, Cynthia's footsteps stopped abruptly. It was Spencer who grabbed her arm from behind. That was the thought steel seal branded by Jue Yuan. Spencer would protect Cynthia and Katya no matter what.

Cynthia looked back mechanically, her eyes full of resentment, staring fixedly at Spencer.

Taking advantage of the two ghosts still entangled in the passage, Ning Zhe pulled Bai Zhi and turned to run. The two climbed up the stairs along the secret passage and ran back to the castle lord's bedroom where they started. After crawling out of the hole, they slammed the lid shut and locked it. Ning Zhe let Bai Zhi sit on the head of the bed, and he carried the lamp to the corner of the wall, avoiding her being illuminated by the light.

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"Temporarily safe." Ning Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, hung the lamp on the wall, and moved a chair to sit under the oil lamp.

Bai Zhi looked at the locked well cover, then at Ning Zhe sitting in the distance, and still asked with lingering fear: "Just now... what exactly happened? What happened?"

"The ghosts are just infighting." Ning Zhe thought for a moment, explained the rule conflict that happened to Spencer to Bai Zhi in as short a language as possible, and then said: "These dead people wandering in the castle seem to be controlled by the same ghost, but I don't have a clue about how exactly they are controlled..."

Before the words fell, Ning Zhe recalled Spencer's missing finger, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

"... No, maybe I already have a clue."

"Are you talking about the fingers of those two ghosts?" Bai Zhi asked.

"That's right." Ning Zhe nodded: "Men left, women right... I seem to have seen this kind of ghost in a book."

Bai Zhi thought for a moment and said softly: "When I read Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio before, I saw a story saying that people eaten by tigers will turn into Chang ghosts, deceiving passersby, harming them so they are also eaten by tigers, and turning into Chang ghosts together."

"The big tiger that has eaten many people will even gather hundreds or thousands of Chang ghosts on the mountain it lives on, with resentment soaring to the sky, accumulating resentment into demons."

"The book also mentioned the method of identifying Chang ghosts, which is to look at their fingers. Although Chang ghosts will deceive living people, they dare not let living people see their fingers."

Bai Zhi continued: "Because male Chang ghosts have no left little finger, and female Chang ghosts have no right little finger. Once a Chang ghost is seen by someone, it will be exposed."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 281 =====