Chapter 37 Scared to Death
"Uncle wants to say what's wrong with me?"
Song Lan sat quietly across from the person, her facial features were soft, like a Bodhisattva's lowered eyebrows. When she heard the sound, she raised her eyes slightly, with a compassionate look on her face, as if she was caring for her sentient beings.
"I, I..."
Xie Shangqi trembled all over, curled up in a ball, and looked at Song Lan with horror - the evil ghost behind him.
"Uncle is afraid of me?"
Song Lan opened her hands, and a ball of resentment instantly condensed in her palms.
She stepped forward playfully and blew gently.
The resentment left his hand and instantly transformed into a ferocious fanged dog, biting at Xie Shangqi.
"Ah!"
"No!"
"Don't come here!"
"Ah!"
Xie Shangqi's frightened screams seemed to overlap with the young orphan girl's wailing cry for help many years ago.
Song Lan frowned.
Somewhat disgusted, resentment covered Xie Shangqi's mouth.
Cleaned up.
"My uncle also knows how to be afraid."
"That'll be easy."
Song Lan raised his hand to stop the vicious dog from biting Xie Shangqi.
"Uncle should know what I want to hear, right?"
Xie Shangqi whined and shook his head: He didn't want to know what this lunatic Song Lan wanted to hear!
"It seems that uncle still hasn't learned enough lessons."
She raised her hand, released the dog, and bit Xie Shangqi's soul.
Pain...
The pain of having your soul torn apart makes you want to faint countless times, but you can't.
Xie Shangqi opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout, but no sound came out.
Less than half an hour passed, and Xie Shangqi's soul was already like a puddle of mud, with no trace of human appearance.
Song Lan made a soft "tsk" sound, stood up, walked over, and stepped lightly on the person's face: "Uncle, you can slowly think about it. When you think of what I want to hear, you can be relieved."
"Of course, it is impossible to reincarnate as a human being."
Xie Shangqi was trembling with fear deep in his soul, but he really didn't know what Song Lan wanted him to say.
He had obviously confessed and admitted his mistake...but Song Lan said that she was not interested in admitting her mistake and asking for forgiveness.
Let him say something, she will be interested.
Xie Shangqi thought about it but couldn't figure out what Song Lan was interested in.
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The last ray of dusk dispersed, and dusk gradually began to rise. On the busy streets, all the prosperous shops facing the street were lit up.
Ahead there were bright lights, lively cheers, and a few cheers from time to time.
The place where Song Lan stood at this time was completely dark.
Although there were two lamps lit in front of the house, for some unknown reason, the candle flames flickered and burned very strongly, but there was no light at all.
It's actually quite a bit like what the book of stories about ghosts and ghosts says - it looks like a haunted house.
Even Song Lan had some doubts. At this time, he had not returned to the human world, but was still wandering in the underworld.
Fortunately, after walking for a while and arriving at the main courtyard, I saw the light of a bonfire and more than a dozen people sitting or standing around it, so it finally became a little popular.
"Hey, I didn't expect that there is a little lady!"
The man facing Song Lan had a full face with beard, yellowish teeth and lewd eyes: "Brothers, you are in for a treat tonight!"
There were several men close to him with the same lewd eyes, and they whistled when they heard the words, with no concealed malice.
"Ha!"
Song Lan's eyes lightly swept over several people, and when he saw the malice engraved on people's souls, he sneered: "There are gods three feet above the head, and those who do unrighteousness will be killed."
"I would like to advise some of you to accumulate more moral integrity."
When several people heard this, they couldn't help laughing and didn't take it seriously.
Song Lan's lips curled up slightly: "In this way, you can at least live for a few more hours and leave a whole body or something." Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
It's not that I'm afraid, but I feel bad luck.
"Sharp-tongued yellow-haired girl, I think you are tired of life!"
"How dare you curse your grandfather and me!"
"Grandpa, I have to give you some clues! I want to see which god can come to save you today!"
As the cheeky man spoke, he rushed forward with a sledgehammer and smashed Song Lan directly on the head.
"Girl, be careful!"
In the darkness, in a corner where no one cared, a young man in Taoist robes flew out, stood firmly, and stood in front of Song Lan.
The man with the cheeks failed to hit the target and became angry in embarrassment.
"Yellow-mouthed boy, if you know what's going on, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me and kill you too!"
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What he said was bloodthirsty, and there was indeed a faint trace of blood all over his body, showing that his hands were indeed stained with human life.
The young man in Taoist robes stared at the person for a while, fearlessly: "I think what this girl said is quite right. Your hall is darkened and a bloody disaster is coming. You will indeed not survive tonight."
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The bearded man was furious.
"I fart your grandpa! If you dare to curse me, I will die..."
"Eh? I just said you would die."
The young man in Taoist robes grinned, showing a neat row of big white teeth: "I didn't say you would die a bad death, you said it yourself."
The bearded man was so angry that he swung the sledgehammer and tried to smash the face of the young man in Taoist robes.
The young man is not stupid, he would stand there and let him smash him.
The one dodging left and right was like a loach, scurrying around like silk, until the man with the cheeks was holding his knees tiredly, breathing heavily, but he couldn't get even a piece of his clothes.
However, the young man in Taoist robes still looked like he didn't deserve a beating. He pulled out a piece of dogtail grass from the weeds nearby, shook it in front of the man with long cheeks, and made a "squeaking" sound from his mouth.
The bearded man was furious.
He tightened his grip on the sledgehammer and wanted to fight again, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead. As soon as he stood up straight, he fell to the ground without warning.
Everyone screamed in fright and fled away.
"The girls have reminded him to be more virtuous."
The young man in Taoist robes shook his head: "In the end, he refused to listen and insisted on creating bad karma through his mouth. Now it's better. Is he getting retribution?"
"I could have lived until death at midnight."
"It's not even the second watch yet, and I'm already dying."
He clicked his tongue several times: "You deserve it, you deserve it!"
Everyone was speechless.
I thought to myself: Doesn’t this count as your ostomy career?
After a while, the man with cheeks still didn't respond, and his chest didn't even rise. The bold one swallowed nervously, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to test his breathing, then screamed and sat down on the ground.
"Dead, dead!"
Everyone said "ah" several times in panic and hurriedly moved away.
Phew~
A gust of wind blew by, and one of the torches standing near the campfire suddenly went out.
Everyone was instantly silent.
I don't know who it was, but asked without warning: "Do you think there really is a ghost in this house?"
"Wang Da died, and one torch was extinguished. Could it be that thing is coming..."
Everyone immediately felt chills on their backs, some were timid, and even sobbed.
The silent house made the sound of crying particularly scary.
Someone quickly reached out and covered the whimpering person next to him.
Scolding in a low voice: "Stop crying, like a ghost!"
"Chi——"
A sudden laugh made everyone's hair stand on end.
(End of chapter)