Chapter 84

"Uncle, there you are. You can't run away. No matter where you run, my mom and I can find you."

As soon as I heard this, my hands trembled so much that I almost dropped the coffin on the ground. The ghost child's voice was tender, yet it pierced through the air and straight into my heart, scaring me to death.

"This... this is a blood corpse... Junior Brother, you really don't know when to stop." Senior Brother Hai had never seen a blood corpse before; if he had, he probably wouldn't be here now.

In front of me, the ghost child held the hand of the resentful corpse Zhouxuan, giggling on its doll-like face.

Zhao Qian, wearing stockings, was trembling so much that she fell to her knees with a thud. One corpse pulling another, the scene was terrifying.

Liu Fangyuan's teeth were chattering. When he reached into his cloth bag to get his tools, he accidentally dropped everything on the ground. One resentful corpse plus one blood corpse, something he had never seen before, was too overwhelming.

Fortunately, he finally pulled out a few array flags and quickly began to channel his magic!

I hurriedly set the coffin in place, took out a cinnabar pen, and started drawing talismans on the ground, then recited the incantation to summon ghosts to carry the coffin.

Senior Brother Hai began to chant, bit his finger, and took out a blue talisman, directly using his Yin-Yang borrowing technique. Several small immortals rushed toward the blood corpse, but the blood corpse was powerful. With a wave of its small hand, it destroyed the borrowed magic, confirming that the bone spike was indeed problematic.

Seeing it destroyed so easily, Senior Brother Hai was heartbroken, his brows furrowed into a knot.

"Wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, subdue the yin spirits, array borrowing technique! Summon the ghosts!" Liu Fangyuan took out his ultimate move. Several blue array flags swayed, and suddenly, a thick mist enveloped the ghost child, capturing it. But in the blink of an eye, the ghost child was in front of Liu Fangyuan, extending the bone spike toward him!

Xijun roared, opened his mouth, and fired a beam of aurora, sending the ghost child flying into a car!

Only now did Senior Brother Hai and Liu Fangyuan realize the ghost child's power, and they were incredibly impressed that I had managed to escape its pursuit twice.

Senior Brother Hai was no ordinary person; he was the top independent cultivator in the county. In this critical moment, he took out a large blue talisman and the same-life turtle.

He sprinkled salt directly onto the same-life turtle, muttered some words, and stabbed the turtle's extended claw with a small sword, causing blood to flow onto the blue talisman.

The same-life turtle struggled as if it were dying. Senior Brother Hai took out a brush, dipped it in the blood, and wrote a series of characters in one swift motion. He then put away the same-life turtle, bit his tongue, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the large blue talisman, shouting, "If the gods are angry, bones will turn to ashes, Yin-Yang borrowing technique, divine pressure!"

The ghost child was also angry and charged at Xijun, but despite being intercepted by Song Wanyi, it continued to pursue its target.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderclap echoed, and a transparent mist descended, pinning the ghost child to the ground!

It seemed that Senior Brother's divine pressure borrowing technique had taken effect.

At this moment, with the coffin in front of me as the center, the surrounding yin energy finally gathered!

As the yin wind howled, a disturbance appeared behind me. A group of half-bodied ghosts carried a red coffin from the ceiling, moving at a steady pace.

Senior Brother had seen ghosts carrying coffins before, but he still drew a sharp breath.

Liu Fangyuan's face was pale, his heart likely racing. At his age, he had never been so frightened, whether by the city god, the blood corpse, or the ghosts carrying the coffin.

This trip back to the Four Small Immortals Temple would require killing a few old hens to calm his nerves.

Zhao Qian collapsed beside me.

I, however, was incredibly excited.

As soon as the red coffin landed, it opened with a loud bang, revealing a dark interior. The feeling was extremely oppressive.

The ghost child, suppressed by the divine pressure from Senior Brother Hai, was wailing and trying to escape upon seeing the ghosts carrying the coffin.

But the ghosts didn't care about its fear and chanted, "Zhang Tian Si, by the city god's decree, enter the coffin!"

Since I had witnessed the ghost child's birth and knew its exact birth time, when it heard its name, it was pulled into the coffin with a loud thud, and the coffin lid closed with a crisp sound!

I let out a deep breath.

Xijun ran over, hugged my neck, and kissed my cheek, looking very happy.

Song Wanyi, injured by the bone spike, was leaning against the black-furred hound, exhausted and weak.

The resentful corpse Zhouxuan was pinned under the hound's claw, her body no longer aggressive, lying motionless on the ground.

I planned to ask Senior Brother to find a way to deal with Zhouxuan and bury her in a place with strong yang energy.

After all, she was Zhang Yidan's wife; she couldn't be left on the street.

"Junior Brother, your idea of using ghosts to carry the coffin is clever, but will the city god let you off?" Senior Brother put away the same-life turtle and shook his head.

"What can I do? I've been chased to the ends of the earth. Without the ghosts carrying the coffin, what else could I do?" I said, sticking a few soul-sealing talismans on the coffin, afraid the ghost child might break free.

"True, this time the ghost child is gone, and the city god might be in trouble. He won't have time to bother you, especially given his current situation, he can't cause much trouble anymore." Liu Fangyuan took out a tissue and wiped his sweat.

"Xiao Liu, that's a fun way to think, but it's not very realistic. This blood corpse has a master, a necromancer. Do you think it can't come back from the underworld? It can only be contained temporarily, not permanently." Senior Brother Hai, with his sharp mind, pointed out the fact we didn't want to face.

Yes, there is a necromancer controlling the ghost child.

Ding ling, ding ling...

"Can't be, it's really here?" The soul-summoning bell rang, the sound barely audible, but to me, it was like a thunderclap!

We all thought we had escaped, but the coffin carried by the ghosts had only taken a few steps when the bell rang heavily!

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

The sound of knocking on the coffin made us all tremble, and the coffin swayed with each step. In this state, it was uncertain whether it could even be carried out the door, let alone to the underworld!

"Fun, isn't it? This necromancer is formidable." Senior Brother Hai's voice was trembling. With the necromancer, the blood corpse was truly difficult to handle.

"Senior Brother... you and the others take Zhao Qian and run. I'll stay here and stop them. The trouble is all mine, and if I die, it will be over. I can't drag you and the others to die with me." I shook my head, determined to die. The necromancer was after me, and I couldn't let my Senior Brother and the others die with me.

They had helped me too much. When I saw Senior Brother put away the same-life turtle, the once-energetic little creature was now motionless. If I insisted, I would be a villain.

People have various reasons to live, but they can't drag those who are good to them to their deaths. I had my principles and couldn't bear it.

"Junior Brother! What are you saying! Would I be the kind of person to abandon you?" Senior Brother's eyes were red, and he took out the same-life turtle and a paper figure.

"Xiaoxiaoxiaoxiao, you underestimate the bond between me and your Senior Brother. We have faced life and death together in the past. Since we've taken on this matter, we won't abandon you." Liu Fangyuan also took out a command flag, ready for a bloody battle.

Zhao Qian had woken up, holding my hand tightly, tears streaming down her face. I knew I couldn't shake her off this time; she was determined to die with me.

Song Wanyi, seeing my resolve, smiled and walked over to stand beside me. She seemed to think that such a day wasn't bad. Xijun hugged me tightly, almost suffocating me. She blinked, coming to her senses, or else she would have strangled me to death before the blood corpse could.

"Ha ha ha! Weak, Xiaoxiao, you're thinking of giving up already? Where's the confidence you showed in front of Li Ruizhong? You should have called me to deal with the blood corpse! I was so worried, and I couldn't even get a taxi!"

Just as we were all in despair, a familiar voice suddenly came from the stairwell. My spirits instantly lifted: Lin Feiyu!

Lin Feiyu was skilled at dealing with various corpses and was also a forensic expert. How could I not think of him?

I looked at Senior Brother Hai, who nodded, indicating that he had called Lin Feiyu.

"To subdue this blood corpse, I'm the only one who can do it. Watch closely." Lin Feiyu, who hadn't mastered the Yin-Yang eye but could still see ghosts, was no less skilled. He could attend the meeting at Yao Long's teahouse and be on equal terms with Senior Brother Hai, so he must be capable.

He took out a set of coffin nails, which were likely coated in blood, rust-red, and a stack of talismans. He ran to the coffin, took out a small hammer, and started hammering the nails and placing the talismans.

With a few quick thuds, he secured the coffin tightly and then sprinkled a pile of crystal-clear lime powder on it to prevent the corpse from transforming.

The coffin finally calmed down, and the matter was settled.

"Old Lin, this time we really owe you. Without you, it would have broken out of the coffin, and I wouldn't have known what to do!" I was so grateful that tears streamed down my face. It was too dangerous, and even with the ability to move freely, the blood corpse would have shattered the coffin if not for Lin Feiyu's skills.

"Hehe, you finally realize my power, don't you? Don't underestimate me just because I don't show off. When I act, it's decisive. Got it?" Lin Feiyu basked in the glory, his nose high in the air.

"Definitely, I knew you were capable, Old Lin. You can handle anything." I quickly flattered him. These old guys each had their own special skills.

"Enough, enough, that's enough. If it weren't for my Junior Brother's plan, you wouldn't have had a chance." Senior Brother Hai laughed and patted Lin Feiyu.

After the blood corpse was subdued, the ghosts carrying the coffin moved quickly, disappearing from our sight. It seemed they had crossed the boundary between yin and yang, and the city god would soon deal with it.

"The blood corpse is dealt with, but what about the necromancer?" Liu Fangyuan looked around, his face pale. Everyone had heard the bell; could they pretend they didn't?