Chapter 422 (2/2)

As one who had encountered several ghosts in his lifetime, he was all too aware of this so-call “ghost wall.” But the sun was up high above the clouds, and the “ghost wall” blanketed the entire village. What sort of scary ghost was this?

He’s doomed. After all his narrow misses, this might be the one that does him in. The other end of the spectrum would be him producing another piece of interesting supernatural genre work this time according to his personal experience. Even the outline of the entire plot was in his mind.

This doorway was not affiliated to Feng Men Village in any way. It was the doing of the legendary “Wicked Zombie.” The throne was actually the center of the bewitchment. It was also the point where most of the evil energy converged. Therefore, anyone who got in contact with the chair would get affected by the evil energy, and encounter strange things.

Maintaining the seal required continuous sacrifices. But with the arrival of the new era, superstitions and the fear of the ethereal was slowly dying out. As a result, the seal had weakened considerably. Due to groups like these who often sought death, travelers were dying gruesome deaths, one after another

“Wait, when did you get in the car?” Zhao Song wiped away the cold beads of sweat. Zhao Youyue sat on the back seat, hugging the black cat. Who knew if she suddenly turned into some “faceless ghost” and granted him a gruesome death.

“I followed you when you got into the car,” Zhao Youyue answered. It was the whole truth. She even hoped that Zhao Song would be able to transport her back to the civilized world.

“If you had not said a word, I wouldn’t have noticed you being there for the rest of the trip! Who are you, actually?”

“I just want to leave this place.”

“So do I!”

Zhao Song had the imagination that one would expect of a writer. By then, he had started assuming that this girl might have been caught up in some dirty, human-trafficking business. She was most certainly not some adopted future daughter-in-law either. All the people in this village were basically old people, of the extremely odd variety. Were they actually thinking of using some sort of beautiful virgin as a sacrifice for the scary ghost? It was all for them to extend their pathetic lives of hardship for just a little longer

His ancestral black cat was being particularly friendly with this girl. It was enough for him to have a somewhat favorable impression of her. At the same time, her reminder just now had been most helpful. If not, he would have been thoroughly lost in the illusion that he had left this place, and was currently driving on the provincial highway!

Zhao Song truly wanted to leave this place. Zhao Youyue shared the same desire, but she was not as worried. She could return to the modern world anytime she wanted. She was not afraid of death at all, not in this world at least. Her black cat clone did not fear ghosts either.

Still, she would not spring into action, as she was curious to see what happened next

Coming from a world without ghosts, she wanted more than anything to know how ghosts killed humans. She actually hoped that she got to witness such a gruesome scene.

Zhao Youyue may seem callous at that moment. It was as if she did not treat the inhabitants of this world as real humans. She treated them just like NPCs. From another perspective, you could say that she had the heart of a lioness!

No player was afraid of death. In order to explore the easter eggs, they would stop at nothing! The issue now was that this ‘game’ had not assigned her any missions, and it had left her momentarily aimless.

Now, she did not need to actively seek trouble, while coming upon an opportunity to watch something interesting. It was a win-win situation

Translation Note:

[1] Ghost wall – Used in superstition to mean getting lost in the evening, and always coming back to the former place. Used as a metaphor to refer to an obstacle put up secretly. (ED: An example would be the Mist in the Silent Hill movie)