Free Web NovelChapter 1715: Chapter 988: Forced Recollection (2)
During the encounter, Yang Xia could clearly sense that the girl’s compatibility with the few Magic Artifacts she carried was extremely high, and her combat style was seasoned, indicating that there must be a master behind her guidance.
"Who is this Jiu Shan Sha Yue?" Before Yang Xiao came, he browsed through the profiles of the main members of the Ju Mountain Family on the plane but did not find this name.
"She is not a core member of the Ju Mountain Family, not even considered a direct line; she is from a collateral branch. When she was a child, her parents both died, and the main family took her in out of pity, providing her food, lodging, and education, and gave her a job of adding oil to the lamps at the Shrine."
"Later on, this person showed certain talents and was exceptionally recruited into the most elite Dark Department of the Ju Mountain Family for training. She rarely makes a move, and being not a direct line, her reputation is not prominent. Judging solely from the displayed strength and achievements, among her peers in the Ju Mountain Family, she would be hard-pressed to make it into the top five." Mu Yunshu said as she held up five fingers.
While Yang Xiao was taken away by Jiushan Cangxuan, Mu Yunshu wasn’t idle and had already accessed the background of this Jiu Shan Sha Yue via the General Bureau.
The General Bureau’s information about the Ju Mountain Family is relatively comprehensive, as it is one of the prominent families in Japan after all, with a very close relationship with the Patrol General Bureau, especially the personal relationship between Chief Yue and Jiushan Cangxuan.
"No way, in the Ju Mountain Family, there are five other people among her peers who are even better at fighting?" Yang Xiao’s head buzzed, having never felt so defeated.
After all, Yang Xiao also considered himself a genius, having hardly encountered any rivals among his peers domestically after having grown a little, but he didn’t expect that just after stepping out of the country, he’d be given such a harsh lesson. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
"She’s also two years younger than you." Mu Yunshu mercilessly added another jab.
"Stop it." Yang Xiao clutched his chest, feeling his dignity had been trampled upon.
After chatting for a while longer, Mu Yunshu left. After a simple wash-up, Yang Xiao lay down to sleep, pulling the thick blanket up to his chin.
For some reason, maybe he was just extremely tired, Yang Xiao quickly fell asleep.
He had a very strange dream, standing amidst a gray mist where strange sounds seemed to emanate from its depths, like someone was whipping something, accompanied by bursts of cursing.
Yang Xiao uncontrollably walked towards the direction of the sound. As he got closer and closer, the sounds became clearer and clearer. Finally, a cold wind dispersed the mist in front of him, revealing a scene before Yang Xiao’s eyes.
The setting was inside a cave, with purple crystals growing on the ground and cave walls. A man, with his side facing away from Yang Xiao, was angrily swinging his arms in front of him, cursing and slapping something fiercely, following two slaps with another kick, but... there was clearly no one in front of him!
"Calling you every time with no response, what’s the use of worshiping you?!" the man shouted angrily.
This scene seemed to awaken part of Yang Xiao’s memory, making him feel a sense of déjà vu. In the next second, the sealed memory was awakened, causing Yang Xiao to shiver violently.
He remembered it; he had once done this exact move, during a fight with Jiu Shan Sha Yue, when his call for help to the Heavenly Water Pavilion female demon went unanswered, this was how he inwardly reacted to the situation. He didn’t expect... didn’t expect this scene to replay itself in a dream, instantly making Yang Xiao feel that something was terribly wrong.
Sure enough, as Yang Xiao recalled all of this, the man suddenly stopped his actions, slowly turned around, and who else could it be but himself?!
The other Yang Xiao had a ghostly pale face and made a bizarre smile towards the not-so-distant Yang Xiao, then lifted his hands and removed his own head.
"Heh, calling you every time with no response, what’s the use of worshiping you?" The removed head mechanically repeated this sentence to Yang Xiao, its tone devoid of any fluctuation, like a soulless parrot.
The next second, the "Yang Xiao" holding the head rushed rapidly towards the real Yang Xiao, body swaying, mouth cracking open in a sinister grin, movements grotesque and exaggerated, with the tone also changing, becoming faster and more shrill.
"Calling you every time with no response, what’s the use of worshiping you?!"
"Calling you every time with no response, what’s the use of worshiping you?!"
"Calling you every time with no response, what’s the use of worshiping you?!"
...
Terrified, Yang Xiao turned and ran, almost breaking into tears from fear, while apologizing and begging for mercy: "I’m sorry, I was wrong! I’m sorry, I was wrong!"
The situation was now clear; the good sister was petty and held grudges.
Not far into his escape, the grayish-white mist around seemed to be stirred by some force, rolling continuously, with shadows flickering inside as if something was about to emerge.
The next second, a procession of people dressed in mourning clothes suddenly emerged from the mist, these people were bizarrely shaped, led by a little girl holding a lantern, whose eye sockets were hollow, with coffin nails the thickness of fingers hammered into her forehead.
However, the only common thing among this group was the uniformly weird makeup on their faces, with snow-white cheeks, blood-red blushes, and hollow, listless fish-like eyes, they looked like soulless corpses, and behind them... behind them was a Big Red Coffin!
Even though Yang Xiao ran faster than a dog faced with the good sister’s pursuit, he couldn’t escape her grasp. First, he was knocked down hard by the Big Red Coffin, then brutally beaten by a pack of henchman Fierce Ghosts, while the little girl with the Ghost Lantern danced wildly atop Yang Xiao’s head.
Beaten to near death, he was then tied to a coffin board, facing almost twenty fierce ghosts taking turns to slap him, each hit echoing the very words he had cursed the good sister with.
The most infuriating one was the Ghost Lantern girl; Yang Xiao didn’t even know how he had offended her, yet she even cut in line secretly to hit him several more times, she was simply the number one lackey under the command of the Heavenly Water Pavilion female demon.
"Sister! Sister, I dare not do it again! Please spare me this time!" Assessing the situation, Yang Xiao decided to beg for mercy to preserve his life; thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west, don’t underestimate the young and struggling! Yang Xiao believed there would be a day for revenge as long as he lived long enough.
As Yang Xiao had anticipated, the good sister still remembered a semblance of past feelings, and couldn’t bring herself to beat him to death. When he was down to his last breath, she released him, then the Headless Butcher Ghost and the Red-dressed little girl with the Human Bone Staff dragged him to the Big Red Coffin.
At this moment, Yang Xiao, severely beaten and left with only half a breath, heard creaking sounds.
It was like the noise made when stepping on a decayed wooden board, and Yang Xiao understood internally that it was the Big Red Ghost Coffin opening, the Heavenly Water Pavilion female demon... was coming out!
However, after a few creaks, nothing happened. He didn’t hear any footsteps, vaguely recalling the scene he had witnessed, at the end of the battle, the Heavenly Water Pavilion female demon sealed herself within the Big Red Ghost Coffin. It seems the seal hasn’t been broken; she still doesn’t have the ability to move freely, she can’t come out!
But just because she can’t come out doesn’t mean she can’t kill. Currently, the strength exhibited by the Opera Robe Ghost is just the tip of the iceberg of this individual’s peak.
Sheng Yanlin once mentioned to him his suspicion that the Heavenly Water Pavilion female demon back then wasn’t actually dead, or at least not thoroughly dead. Yang Xiao also felt that this entity was different from ordinary resentful spirits; her thinking and actions were already very close to that of a complete "person".
A cold wind blew past, and Yang Xiao instinctively turned his head to the right, where the blood he had shed spread in mysterious ways and after a moment, formed a bizarre painting.
In the painting was a short-haired, kawaii-looking girl making a slashing motion with a knife, with a tall human shadow emerging behind her.
The human shadow mimicked the girl’s actions, slashing with the knife, and it felt as though the shadow controlled everything, the knife wielded by this figure, while the girl was merely a vessel.
The shadow was an old man with graying hair, with a stern and resolute face. Yang Xiao hadn’t seen him before, but he recognized the girl; it was Jiu Shan Sha Yue with whom he had just exchanged blows, except... he didn’t recall Jiu Shan Sha Yue using a knife.
