CH 21.2

The butcher did not answer him, but only gave him a grin. Without getting angry, he leisurely walked to the incinerator, holding his long knife.

***

Lin Liang, the assistant of the black-robed man, pushed open the incinerator door and his eyes were filled with insane joy.

At the wedding ceremony, the villagers wanted to kill to keep the secret, so he smashed the black-robed man onto the coffin. As the villagers treasured the coffin, most of them went to inspect it for damages, and he took that opportunity to escape from the wedding hall.

After escaping from the wedding hall, he first went to the villa to untie Wang Ming. At that time, Chen Tian and the others were afraid of accidents happening in the crematorium, so they let Wang Ming to guard outside. Later, he was locked in the villa by the black-robed man and forced to provide clues.

After finding Wang Ming, the two ran towards the slaughterhouse with the same goal in mind.

Not only did the slaughterhouse “forbid killing,” but there was also an incinerator that led to another world, making it their best and only option.

After being fully prepared, he risked his life and finally pushed open the door to the incinerator with Wang Ming, who was seriously injured.

At this moment, Lin Liang was almost moved to tears. According to his past experience, the difficulty of a second-level dungeon instance should have ended here, and he could easily find the answer in the inner world and pass the level.

After suffering and enduring humiliation for so many years in the Yinhua Club, he was finally about to climb to the top of the organization and become a superior.

He would no longer be at the bottom who could be easily looked down upon and no one would dare to talk about him behind his back.

Those who had insulted and beaten him before would be paid back one by one when he went back.

With endless hope and beautiful dreams, Lin Liang pushed open the crematorium door. When he fell to the ground covered in blood, the first thing that caught his eyes was a red skirt.

Under the bloody moonlight, that touch of red was heavy and oppressive, emitting a strong bloody scent.

Lin Liang’s heart suddenly tightened.

He lifted his gaze and saw a bloody and blurred face of a person looking down at him under the bloody moon.

That face was exceptionally terrifying. It was only Lin Liang’s calmness cultivated from dozens of copies that prevented him from screaming out loud.

Then he saw the scar, and his eyes widened.

“Why didn’t you save me?” the scarred man asked in a gloomy voice.

He angrily questioned, “I asked for your help like that! Why didn’t you save me?!”

He raised his long knife and said, “Do you know how desperate I was?”

“Ah!”

Before Lin Liang could figure out what was going on, the scarred man cut off his hand.

Blood and mucus merged into a puddle, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

“Come and taste this feeling too. Do you feel desperate not to be able to use a poisoned flying knife without hands? Don’t you like to scare me with a poisoned flying knife?”

Chen Qing pulled Ning Su and asked him if he wanted to save Lin Liang.

If the scarred man was still the scarred man, there would be no need to hesitate, but he was no longer human now.

As a fierce ghost, his status here was not ordinary, and he might have a natural suppression against them.

The scarred man didn’t want to kill Lin Liang with one stroke. He tortured him with one cut after another.

Under the cover of Lin Liang’s screams, Ning Su asked Chen Qing, “Do you want to save him, or do you want to take the opportunity to remind Chen Tian not to come to the slaughterhouse?”

Chen Qing was stunned for a moment.

When she looked out the window again, she realized that there was no need for her to struggle.

***

Chen Tian and his team had arrived.

Chen Tian, Su Wangsheng, and Zhu Shuangshuang were investigating the Huaiyang village at night.

At first, they were very nervous and cautious.

This place was not as safe as the outer world, where at least the villagers were ordinary humans and easier to deal with.

But gradually, they found that they didn’t need to be so nervous.

In the Huaiyang village of the inner world at night, the ghosts could not leave their houses and they could see not a single ghost on the streets.

As they walked along the empty road, they could hear the miserable cries and pleas for mercy coming from each small villa they passed.

The only ghost they saw running away was immediately dragged back by a snake’s tail from a room.

“Please, let me leave here and let me die for real!” The ghost reached out to them while wailing mournfully.

The place where he was dragged away left a long, thick blood stain that was deep red and gloomy in the bloody moonlight.

Su Wangsheng said, “It is said that when people die, they go to hell and receive different punishments based on their different behaviors during their lifetime.”

“In the Huaiyang village, when they died, they don’t go to the hell you mentioned,” Zhu Shuangshuang said. “There is a ghost who created a little hell exclusively for the Huaiyang village, and it’s here in here, in the inner world.”

In the Huaiyang village, the villagers were conducting ghost marriages and profiting from the dark underworld.

They stole ashes from different places, exploiting even the freedom of the dead.

They deceived innocent men and women, excitedly sealing them into terrifying coffins to make money.

They would never have thought that their clients, including their own deceased relatives, were being tortured and killed by those poor people they deceived, sometimes even in their own homes in the Huaiyang village.

Zhu Shuangshuang said, “Is this also a part of the equality among all living beings that the system mentioned?”

On the same land, with two opposite sides, the yin and yang, the status was reversed, with people killing and torturing one another.

If someone stood at the boundary between yin and yang and witnessed what was happening in both worlds, it’s hard to imagine what their feelings might be.

Perhaps, they might not know who the unluckiest were - the brides who were deceived and sealed into coffins or the grooms who were forced into endless torture after being married off without their knowledge. However, they surely knew who was responsible for these crimes.

Zhu Shuangshuang glanced at Su Wangsheng and sighed, “Feudal superstition kills people.”

The young Taoist said, “I only occasionally read feng shui for people.”

Chen Tian said, “Let’s not check the residential area; it’s all the same. Let’s go check other places.”

Ning Su and Chen Qing were at the slaughterhouse. They thought of visiting the funeral parlor next.

The funeral parlor looked the same as the outside world, with red lanterns and curtains hanging at the door. Even the words “funeral parlor” were written in large, festive red letters, making it look eerie in the thick darkness.

Zhu Shuangshuang thought to herself that she would never wear anything red again.

The funeral parlor was locked, and they couldn’t destroy it. They could only peep through the cracks and windows to see what was inside. They saw red urns and coffins, some of which were violently shaking, as if something would jump out at any moment. After a quick glance, they left the place.

The second place in Huaiyang village worth visiting was the church. It was the same church where the first wedding and bridesmaids’ live stream took place.

As they neared the church, they saw an unexpected ghost - Bai Xiangning.

Bai Xiangning was actually quite good-looking, tall and thin with a scholarly air, very young, and appeared to be a well-mannered, gentle and obedient young man.

At this moment, his face was lifeless and devoid of any vitality.

It’s not just because of the cold and deathly aura emanating from the ghost’s body, but also because of the desolation and emptiness in his eyes.

He stumbled into the church, knelt down in the center of the church, and murmured, “Please, please, let me leave here.”

He didn’t know who to plead with; it was ridiculous, a ghost in a church.

He just kept muttering “please,” sometimes asking to leave, sometimes asking to disappear, and sometimes asking to die.

Slowly, he broke down, crying and shouting, “Why?”

“Why did you arrange a ghost marriage for me? I hate you all!”

On the night of the Blood Moon, the gentle and scholarly ghost knelt alone in the spacious church, his face filled with fierce hatred, and his hopelessness seemed to have found a release. He exclaimed coldly and resentfully, “I hate you all!”

Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Wangsheng were shocked as they watched, and were suddenly pulled out by Chen Tian.

He said with a solemn expression, “Something’s not right.”

“What’s wrong?”

“On our way here, every villa door we passed was closed, and a serpent tail dragged the only groom who ran out back. How did Bai Xiangning get out? Where is Scarface?”

Thinking of the scarred man’s smile towards them during the day, the two of them shuddered.

“Let’s go to the slaughterhouse and check it out!”

They were worried that Ning Su and Chen Qing were in danger at the slaughterhouse, and wanted to see for themselves.

***

Chen Qing had another idea when she saw the line of blood on the wall.

The slaughterhouse can only slaughter “humans”.

This might be the place in the inner world where the Huaiyang Village specialized in killing people.

Seeing that they were about to come in, Chen Qing yelled, “Brother, don’t come in, run fast!”

At the same time, she used an invisibility scarf to cover herself and Ning Su as they moved away.

On the other side, the scarred man quickly dealt with Lin Liang upon hearing her voice, and walked over with a bloody knife.

Chen Qing held her breath, covered with a scarf, and passed by the scarred man.

When they reached the door, Chen Qing whispered, “Run!”

The two followed the three in front of them and ran quickly towards the villa. Ning Su had a child hanging on his leg, but it did not affect his speed.

After seeing that there was no one in the warehouse, the scarred man quickly rushed up.

They didn’t know if he had a natural advantage here, but they heard the sound of the knife scraping against the ground getting closer and louder.

The urgent rhythm of “stab-stab-stab” made their hearts race.

If they kept going like this, they would be caught before they reached the villa.

Chen Tian saw that there was a small hospital in the village in front of them and immediately said, “Let’s hide in the hospital first!”

At least the ghosts here didn’t seem to have an obvious intention to kill them, only the scarred man, who seemed to want to drag them to their deaths for some reason.

The hospital in the village was not large, and the lights were on at night.

According to human understanding, ghosts shouldn’t get sick and shouldn’t need a hospital, so why were the lights on at night?

After hiding inside the hospital gate, the five turned around.

There were several ghosts behind them, mostly men, all with big bellies.

“...”

Seeing this scene, Chen Qing immediately looked at Chen Tian, and Zhu Shuangshuang and Ning Su looked at each other.

Facing his younger sister’s worried gaze, which was mixed with a strange light, Chen Tian’s forehead faintly bulged with blue veins.

Ning Su looked at them and made a sound of “um”, then lowered his head to look at the child who was still tightly hugging his leg and looking up at him.

He picked up the child, lifted up his loose white t-shirt, and placed the child on his waist.

His waist was unbelievably slim, so small that the child could completely wrap his arms around it, forming a protruding curve when the white t-shirt fell down.

Ning Su supported his hands on his lower back and slowly walked into the midst of the ghosts.

“Brother, are you also here to have a child?”

“...”

T/N: LOL Ning Su is such a riot. (≧▽≦）