Free Web NovelChapter 974: Chapter 688: A Dangerous Attempt_2
Yang Xiao noticed it was about time. He retrieved the Ghost Lantern from the reluctant gaze of the Little Mirror Ghost and began negotiating.
"Hey... kiddo, let’s discuss something. See this? Take it with you and run as far as you can when you leave, understand?" Yang Xiao squatted down, handed over an old mobile phone, and flashed a kind smile at the Little Mirror Ghost, his face glowing with fatherly affection.
But the touching scene of fatherly love only lasted less than three seconds and abruptly ended when the Little Mirror Ghost knocked the old phone out of Yang Xiao’s hand and stomped it into pieces. Yang Xiao’s rare fatherly love vanished, and he immediately drew out the Human Bone Staff.
After a heartfelt lesson, Yang Xiao retrieved the SIM card from the broken phone and tied another mobile phone tightly around the Little Mirror Ghost’s neck with a hemp rope, half-warning and half-threatening that if it dared to drop and smash the phone again, it should forget about ever touching the Ghost Lantern again. Yang Xiao meant what he said.
As the Little Mirror Ghost’s body grew, its understanding increased as well. Yang Xiao felt the Little Mirror Ghost was like a cat; it wasn’t that it didn’t understand, but more that it understood but didn’t intend to act accordingly.
After emphasizing again and again, Yang Xiao opened the door and released the Little Mirror Ghost. After waiting a few minutes, Yang Xiao reached out and grabbed his right arm, surprisingly pulling out an old-fashioned telephone handset, black and with a cheap plastic feel.
A cord was connected to the plastic handset, creepily extending into the skin of Yang Xiao’s right arm, into the Drama Robe shard.
After pondering for a moment, Yang Xiao steadied his mind and pulled the handset sharply, quickly drawing out a complete black telephone from the Drama Robe shard, similar to a home phone from 20 or 30 years ago. The phone still had a semi-transparent keypad, with several heavily worn keys that were almost illegible.
At the sight of the keypad, a strange urge inexplicably rose in Yang Xiao’s heart—he wanted to make a call to everyone he knew with this phone.
Realizing something was wrong, Yang Xiao made a virtual grab with his right hand, and the Ghost Lantern instantly appeared. At the same time, an eerie green light enveloped his entire body.
It was a form of protection that dissipated the strange urge in his heart within moments, allowing his mind to calm down.
"Indeed... this ghostly thing isn’t right," Yang Xiao thought to himself, relieved. Then, he cautiously pressed the number keys with his left hand.
The number he dialed was his other old mobile phone, which was now tied to the Little Mirror Ghost.
After dialing, Yang Xiao held his breath and brought the handset close to his left cheek but didn’t dare to get too close. He still remembered clearly that in that wardrobe in Jingping Town, this handset was tightly bound to the face of a female corpse, as if it had grown into the flesh.
When the call connected, a buzzing noise filled Yang Xiao’s head, and a strange sensation he had never felt before spread through his entire body, as if his internal organs and bones were melting in an instant and then evaporated through every pore.
When Yang Xiao came back to his senses, he was taken aback by the scene before him. He stood outside the Patrol Defense Office building, surrounded by a gray mist and an eerie silence.
Instinctively wanting to turn around to look around, he found that his legs seemed unresponsive and he fell to the ground, landing in a puddle.
Propping himself up, trying hard to rise from the puddle, Yang Xiao caught a chilling sight out of the corner of his eye. He quickly turned his head to scrutinize his arm. The Drama Robe was gone, replaced by a strange flowered garment.
It was that floral garment of the female ghost; he had actually put on that female ghost’s clothes!
But what drove him to despair next was seeing, reflected in the puddle, a terrifying ghostly face with disheveled hair and mud.
It was his face.
He had transformed into the image of the floral-dressed female ghost!
Everything happened so suddenly, and Yang Xiao hadn’t anticipated that making this ghostly call would result in such terrifying consequences. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
But he couldn’t understand why, even if he had dialed the Little Mirror Ghost, shouldn’t the one cursed be the person who answered the phone? How could it be... how could it be himself?!
Struggling to crawl out of the muddy water, he saw his hands had also turned into twisted, slender ghostly hands, with thin, hard wrists and arms covered in hideous corpse spots—this was a ghost’s body!
Stay calm!
In such chaotic and critical situations, calmness is most needed. Yang Xiao took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Looking at his ghostly hands, he suddenly recalled that the floral-dressed female ghost only had one arm. He boldly speculated whether this meant he was not fully representing the female ghost but merely embodying a perceived image.
With this thought, he attempted to control this ghost’s body, but it wasn’t very effective. It was like he was a newborn trying to familiarize himself with a new body. It took him several minutes to prop himself up and stand on his feet awkwardly.
With a thought, he clumsily grasped the floral clothing and pulled out the Human Bone Staff, and in the other ghostly hand appeared a Ghost Lantern. freewēbnoveℓ.com
With spiritual power infused, the Ghost Lantern suddenly lit up; yet even under its green light, his body remained that of the female ghost.
After several attempts, Yang Xiao concluded that his spirit had traversed into this female ghost’s body. He could use magic artifacts, but the limitation was his unfamiliarity with the ghostly body, making his movements very clumsy.
Solving the first problem, Yang Xiao accepted the situation. Now, he needed to resolve the next issue: why he was here.
He lifted his thin, stiff leg and took difficult steps forward, clutching the Ghost Lantern in his twisted fingers, surveying the area.
Walking only a few steps, the Ghost Lantern’s green light captured a target. Following the feeling, he looked towards a small head peeking from behind a white van several meters away. The Little Mirror Ghost blinked its eyes, watching him.
Yang Xiao’s heart fluttered. He understood now; after the ghostly call connected, the user could traverse to the other end of the call—not with their body, but their spirit, using the floral-dressed female ghost’s body.
Most crucially, he could still use his own magic artifacts. Realizing this, Yang Xiao’s eyes lit up; this was indeed a treasure!
Moreover, from the cautious gaze of the Little Mirror Ghost, Yang Xiao clearly felt it hadn’t recognized him.
The Little Mirror Ghost was a replica of himself by the Soul-Capturing Mirror. In theory, nothing or no one had a closer connection to him than it, yet even it couldn’t recognize him. This implied that in this state, no one could recognize him—all would perceive him as a ghost.
Even an outsider would see him as a ghost, just as he was initially startled when first glimpsing this ghostly appearance in the puddle.
Before Yang Xiao could think further, his body suddenly stiffened. Moments later, that familiar sensation struck again; his internal organs melted, though there was no pain, only a chilling feeling conveyed through touch.
When he regained consciousness again, the scene changed back to the underground garage of the Patrol Defense Office building. He was standing outside the secret room door.
His hands, body, and legs were fully restored. He lifted his hand to touch his face—his soul had returned to being Yang Xiao.
This back-and-forth took around ten minutes, yet the profound impact it had on Yang Xiao was unprecedented.
Standing outside the door, he couldn’t help but imagine: once he fully familiarized himself with that floral-dressed female ghost’s body, in the future, when facing enemies he couldn’t find, he could remotely hunt them down just by dialing their phone number.
Most importantly, he could conceal his identity while killing, which was crucial given his current status and position.
Understanding all this, Yang Xiao’s gaze turned fervent and maniacal when looking back at the ghostly phone on his right arm:
"No wonder so many people covet this thing, it’s truly a precious treasure!!"
