Free Web NovelChapter 80: Chapter 80: Exit
Su Tingting was petrified with fear until Yang Xiao gave her a hard slap, "Run!"
Kuang Hongyi swung a chair and smashed it with all his might against the wooden window of the side room, and if it didn’t break at once, he continued to smash without a care for the wound on his shoulder that was spurting blood non-stop.
Yang Xiao pulled out the axe strapped to his back and hacked at the connection between the wooden window and the wall until finally, the two of them managed to shatter the right-side window. Kuang Hongyi was the first to jump out, then he pulled Su Tingting out after him.
As Yang Xiao climbed out, he took one last look back and just caught sight of Ms. Chun trembling next to the twisted corpse of the Young Lady, the next second, she lifted her swollen, rotten hand and smashed the dead fetus on the ground into a bloody mash, spraying entrails all around.
Only after escaping did the trio realize that the entire Feng Mansion was now in chaos, shrouded in ghostly fog, filled with screams, tearing sounds, and the splash-splash of footsteps in water. In the distance, bursts of firelight suggested that buildings were ablaze.
"Why... Why would Ms. Chun kill the Young Lady? That was her daughter!" Su Tingting’s mind was still haunted by the horrifying image, the Young Lady’s body burst open like a watermelon.
"It might be because of that child, I just saw Ms. Chun smash the child into pieces!" With screams all around, Yang Xiao was at a loss for what to do next.
"Just because that child was of Feng Family’s blood?" Su Tingting’s face was deathly pale.
"What’s the use of talking about this now?" Yang Xiao turned to Kuang Hongyi, "Kuang, where exactly is the way out you mentioned?"
Kuang Hongyi clutched his shoulder, blood seeped through his fingers, "I don’t know, I... I really don’t know, it should have appeared by now, could it be... could we have made a mistake?"
"Ah!! Save... save me quickly!!"
The great doors of the hall were burst open by a figure that stumbled but hadn’t run a few steps before falling to the ground, it was precisely the martial master surnamed Zhao who had followed them the whole way.
Master Zhao was in total disarray, with disheveled hair and no sign of his sword. He struggled on the ground but couldn’t crawl away, as if some force had bound him there.
"Don’t pull me, let go! Let go, damn it!" Master Zhao looked back and yelled, completely breaking down.
Yang Xiao suddenly noticed Master Zhao was being slowly pulled backward, and his left foot was missing. On the stone steps, there was a puddle, and something in the water was grasping his left leg and dragging it in!
"Buzz~~"
Almost at the same time, Yang Xiao and his two companions heard a strange buzzing in their ears, and as the sound emerged, the already despairing Kuang Hongyi’s pupils suddenly lit up,"It’s here! It’s here!!"
The next second, an indescribable sensation spread rapidly from the bottom of their hearts, guiding Yang Xiao to look in the southeast direction, where something different seemed to emerge.
"The exit is appearing! Move, move now!"
Kuang Hongyi babbled excitedly, rushing ahead of the others.
The nearby ghostly fog blurred everything limiting the visibility to roughly five meters. Through the fog, the surrounding environment seemed warped and alien; the random howls and screams coming from within were enough to make one’s skin crawl. Tonight, Feng Mansion had turned into a veritable hell. freewebnσvel.cøm
Although the three were desperate to escape, they dared not move too fast. It would be a true injustice to run headlong into those spectral beings and die just as they were about to escape.
"Everybody be careful, watch your step, and avoid stepping into puddles," Yang Xiao whispered, knowing those harmful things were all Drowned Ghosts, and water was a vital medium.
It was easier said than done; with rain falling from the sky and the uneven ground likely to collect water, their pace was greatly hindered.
They continued southeast, but soon they realized something was amiss. Since leaving the side courtyard, they hadn’t encountered a single wall, just muddy paths beneath their feet.
With countless courtyards and corridors, how could Feng Mansion be like this?
Kuang Hongyi turned around, ceaselessly surveying the surroundings and whispered lowly, "It’s Ghost Hitting the Wall." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Yang Xiao now understood clearly that they were trapped by something unclean, and in fact, there was no need to kill them, for just by trapping them a little while longer, they would not be able to return.
"Drip drop."
A raindrop fell on Su Tingting’s face, which under normal circumstances, Su Tingting would not have noticed since it was still raining at the moment.
But this raindrop was different. It slid down the side of Su Tingting’s face, warm and with a viscous texture.
Su Tingting wiped it with her hand, to find her fingers slippery and somewhat sticky. She looked up instinctively, and that one glance made her legs go weak.
"Above... above!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao and Kuang Hongyi immediately looked up, only to see a corpse suspended high, dangling by the feet with its face turned downward, its blood-red eyes staring intently at them.
From the split corners of the corpse’s mouth, a viscous fluid kept dripping down.
It was none other than Master Zhao!
The Drowned Ghost has the innate ability to seek a substitute, it seemed the newly deceased Master Zhao had set his sights on them, unwilling to let them leave.
"Bow your head, don’t look into his eyes." Yang Xiao was the first to avert his gaze, starting to walk forward with his head down while being careful to avoid puddles underfoot, "Stay close to me."
The three of them walked with their heads down for a while, and when they felt it was about time, Yang Xiao was the first to lift his head, he couldn’t help but inhale sharply — Master Zhao was still hanging above him, and what was more terrifying, his lifeless arms seemed even closer to them than before.
Yang Xiao had no doubt that, if given enough time, Master Zhao’s hands would definitely reach them.
What to do?
Exactly... exactly what should they do to escape?
"The three... ahem, are the three Blessed Guests ahead?" Suddenly, a soft voice with a heavy accent emanated from the mist.
Yang Xiao immediately recognized the voice, it sounded familiar, like the coachman who had driven their carriage before, if he remembered correctly, the man’s surname was Wu.
With things as they were, Yang Xiao had no choice but to clutch at straws, calling into the mist, "Is that Brother Wu?"
"Oh my, it really is... it really is you guys." Brother Wu’s voice seemed very scared and even quivered with a crying tone, "You all... you mustn’t... absolutely mustn’t lift your heads! Don’t, at all costs!"
"Brother Wu, we’re trapped and can’t find a way out, do you have any idea?" Yang Xiao asked anxiously, "We’ll reward you, we have silver, a lot of silver!"
"You... you’ve been hexed by the Hanged Ghost, it’s right... right above your heads, you mustn’t look up, I’ll come over and give you a hand."
Then, Yang Xiao and the others heard rustling noises, growing nearer and nearer, "Can you see me?" asked Brother Wu.
Yang Xiao discreetly motioned with his hand behind him, signaling the three to spread out a bit; he alone remained unmoved where he stood, "We can’t..."
Before Yang Xiao could finish his words, he abruptly saw a pair of footprints appear on the ground in front of him, yet there was no one to be seen, the tips of the footprints pointed directly at him, coming straight for him.
