Chapter - 316 Recuperating In a Secret Chamber (4) (1/2)

Huang Rong looked out through the hole and saw that Hou Tonghai's face was full of blood, while Sha Tongtian's clothes were ripped into pieces. It seemed like these two martial brothers had been in an extremely difficult situation.

Wanyan Honglie and Yang Kang were confounded to see their conditions; they busily inquired. Hou Tonghai replied, ”We were very unfortunate; we met a ghost at the imperial palace last night. Damn it! Old Hou's ears were cut off by the ghost.”

Wanyan Honglie did indeed see that both sides of his face were covered with blood and looked somewhat unusual; it turned out, his ears were missing. Wanyan Honglie was astonished.

Sha Tongtian scolded, ”Still talking strange ghost story; haven't you disgraced us enough?”

Hou Tonghai was afraid of his Shige, but he still tried to argue, ”I saw it clearly, his eyes were blue, he was the red bearded judge of hell, pouncing over me with a scary 'Wah! Wah!' voice! All I did was to turn my head around and he grabbed my neck and my ears were gone. This judge of hell looked exactly like the one in the temple, how could it not be him?”

Sha Tongtian only fought the judge for three stances and his clothes were ripped into pieces. That judge was definitely a highly skilled martial artist, not some strange ghost; only Sha Tongtian did not have any clue on how did he have the appearance of a judge of hell.

Four people offered their guesses, they even asked Ouyang Ke who was lying down because of his injury, but nobody came out with a plausible answer.

While they were still talking, Lingzhi Shangren [lit. upper/above person, a respectful term to address a Buddhist monk], Peng Lianhu and Liang Ziweng had also arrived one after another. Lingzhi Shangren's hands were bound by iron chain behind his back, Peng Lianhu's cheeks were swollen red and blue, Liang Ziweng's condition was the funniest; the white hair on his head were pulled clean so that he looked like a Buddhist monk. Standing and talking opposite to Sha Tongtian, they looked alike, their bald heads shining, reflecting the light.

It turned out those three entered the imperial palace and spread out in order to find the Wumu's Legacy; all of them had met some ghosts. Only each met different ghost; one met with a 'wu chang gui' [the ghost supposed to take soul after death], the other 'huang ling guan' [yellow spirit officer], and the last was 'tu di pu sa' [earth god].

Liang Ziweng stroked his own bad head and opened his mouth to curse using all dirty words he knew, including some 'mother-in-law of the earth grew some fungi'. Peng Lianhu endured silently and did not say a single word, he worked hard trying to take the iron chain from Lingzhi Shangren's hands. The chain went deep into the flesh, with hooks on either end connected tightly to each other. Peng Lianhu had to exert a lot of strength until his hands were bruised and bloody before he could untie the chain.

Everybody looked at each other in blank dismay; nobody made any sound. They knew in their hearts that last night they met a highly skilled martial artist and were greatly insulted, so they all felt ashamed. Hou Tonghai still believed it was a ghost, and nobody bothered to argue with him.

After a long time Wanyan Honglie opened his mouth, ”I wonder why Mr. Ouyang has not come back yet. Perhaps he also met a ghost.”