Chapter 311 - You Done Crying? (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

Master Bai and Ol’ Wei rushed ahead, but Chen Ge purposely slowed down to put some distance between them. This should be good enough. Ol’ Wei and Master Bai are still in my sight; I don’t need to worry about losing them.

Chen Ge placed the recorder in his hand but did not look back; he just pretended like nothing was happening. The wind in the valley stilled, and the surroundings became quiet, as if they had gone through some limit and entered a different world. The temperature dropped, and Chen Ge could feel a cold draft encroaching. It’s coming.

Perhaps because he had the white cat as a meat shield, Chen Ge walked forward with ease. When the cold draft was just three meters away from Chen Ge, it suddenly stopped like it could sense something.

I haven’t even turned the recorder on yet—why did it stop? Chen Ge gauged the distance in his heart. He pretended like he was afraid and scared, shaking too much to move forward. He slowed down again, trying his best to ‘lure’ the ghost to attack him.

Why isn’t it coming? Does it want me to lean back to knock into it? Chen Ge was seriously considering walking backward. He had confidence in his acting, but he was afraid his unusual movement might scare the monster off. I should wait a little while longer.

The road narrowed, and it was almost swallowed up by brush and branches. Even Master Bai and Ol’ Wei had to slow down to deal with the blockage. Chen Ge knew that he could not make it too obvious. If the monster was not going to take his bait, then so be it. He walked forward to help Master Bai.

However, the moment he picked up speed—perhaps panicking—the monster finally made its move. Chilliness climbed all over his heart, and this familiar feeling reminded Chen Ge of his first date when Zhang Ya stood behind him. The hairs on his neck rose, and the temperature dropped even more as iciness surrounded him.

Before Chen Ge could do anything, the white cat in his backpack suddenly squeezed its way out. It meowed at him twice before running away!

You coward! Don’t they say cats have nine lives‽

Well, at least the white cat warned him before it left. The chill grabbed Chen Ge’s shoulders like a pair of hands.

This feels familiar.

A woman’s sobbing came from behind Chen Ge. It sounded scary and sad. Weirdly enough, it seemed like only Chen Ge could hear this. Master Bai and Ol’ Wei were busy with their own stuff and did not seem to hear anything.

Iciness curled into his heart, and his shoulders slowly slumped from the pressure. Chen Ge was reminded of Master Bai’s story. The old man’s father should have been experiencing this kind of pain then. To protect Master Bai, he had forced himself to carry the ghost the entire journey. His body turned heavier, and there was a pulling force coming from behind him like it was trying to pull Chen Ge into one of the open coffins.

Is it what they call a scapegoat? The air seemed to freeze into ice, and it froze up Chen Ge’s lungs. The crying beside his ears influenced Chen Ge’s thought. The trees around him moved like they were coming alive. The sobbing echoed in Chen Ge’s mind, and a pale white face slowly appeared from Chen Ge’s back. It leaned toward Chen Ge’s ears, but before it could say anything, Chen Ge suddenly turned around.

“You done crying?”