Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
"Young master..." Su Yi’s voice beca even more enchanting.
Lu Zheng suddenly turned around, his face still full of urgency, but Su Yi suddenly noticed a thick black pipe aid right at her.
"Hmm?"
Su Yi was startled, this huge thing she had never seen before set off alarms in her mind.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
With three loud bangs, three huge nets, each four ters square, shot out from the net-shooting gun, wrapping around Su Yi’s body with lightning speed.
This thod of binding would surely infuriate a rope artist with its complete lack of aesthetics.
High-strength nylon ropes, commonly used in modern tis for climbing, towing, and lifting, are top-notch and extrely durable. Now three nets shot in succession tightly wrapped Su Yi up.
"Buzz!"
The Peace Talisman in Lu Zheng’s arms suddenly beca hotter than ever!
"Howl!"
Su Yi let out a non-human howl, and her beautiful human skin peeled off like clothing, revealing her true form.
It was a dark green hue, oozing pus all over, and though it had features, they were ghastly and demon-like, with sharp fangs literally like a knife, and in biting, as if cutting, the high-strength nylon ropes couldn’t withstand it and began to fray.
And the hands of this Corpse Ghost looked human, but with a swipe left and right, they were like a blade, starting to snap the tightly bound nylon ropes.
If left unchecked, this Corpse Ghost would probably escape in no ti.
How horrifying!
And...what a freaking disgusting sight!
"Howl! Die!"
A rough voice ca from the Corpse Ghost’s mouth, nothing like the clear and alluring sound before.
Lu Zheng fought back the urge to vomit, tossed aside the net-shooting gun, and quickly pulled back the quilt, revealing several items on the bed.
He grabbed the Brocade Spring Saber with his left hand, held the handle with his right, and drew it backhand.
"Clang!"
The long saber ca out of its sheath, and under the oil lamp’s reflection, a flash like moonlight flickered, even dazzling the Corpse Ghost’s eyes.
No need to feel it, the Corpse Ghost knew this was a rare Divine Weapon in the world.
No ti to think about how Lu Zheng, a re scholar from a county town, had such a blade, the Corpse Ghost sped up to break free from the nylon net.
In just a short mont, the Corpse Ghost’s head and one right hand had almost broken free.
But that’s as far as it went.
Lu Zheng stepped forward quickly, using the explosion-proof shield to block the Corpse Ghost’s still feeble right hand, then raised the long saber high.
"No!"
A short howl followed, and then a patch of white light flashed in the Corpse Ghost’s eyes.
One swift beheading!
After one slash, Lu Zheng retreated swiftly.
At the sa ti, with a "boom," a large amount of black smoke erged from the severed neck of the Corpse Ghost.
Lu Zheng swiftly retreated to the bed, quickly grabbed the Gas Mask, and instantly put it over his head.
In the next mont, the Corpse Ghost’s body and head exploded with a bang, turning into a room full of black smoke.
At the sa ti, the Mind Jade Seal in his brain lightly shook, adding twelve strands of Light of Fortune.
The Corpse Ghost died, its fortune returned to zero and back to the heavens, and the Jade Seal intercepted few strands from it.
Thus, Lu Zheng wasted no ti, imdiately traveling back to the modern era.
...
In the front yard, Uncle Li covered with a quilt, listened to the vague sounds coming from the backyard.
"Being young is great!"
...
Traveling back to the modern era, Lu Zheng ripped off the Gas Mask and ran to the toilet, dry heaving over the toilet bowl.
No other reason, just too nauseating!
As soone who hardly watches horror movies, this was his first encounter with a supernatural monster in real life, and then getting up-close and personal, slashing a head off?
"Ugh!"
...
After dry-heaving for a while, with nothing coming out, Lu Zheng composed himself, slowly moved out of the bathroom, and poured himself a glass of hot water.
Reclining on the sofa with a cup of hot water, Lu Zheng casually turned on the TV.
Mindlessly switching channels, feeling the Light of Fortune in his Mind Jade Seal, Lu Zheng finally began to feel happy.
Twelve strands in one go, this ti I’m really in luck!
...
Lu Zheng sat on the sofa all night and during the wee hours around five, crossed back into the ancient era again.
The Gas Mask hadn’t been taken off, but by this ti the black smoke inside the house had almost dissipated.
Because the bedroom windows had always been open, and over the course of the night, the black smoke had dispersed with the night breeze.
However, Lu Zheng dared not be careless, instead opened the door to let the first sunlight shine in as he went to the backyard to sit.
Soon, the sun rose high, and the gloom dissipated.
Lu Zheng could already hear Uncle Li and Aunt Liu in the front yard, but they didn’t co to disturb him.
How considerate of them?
Lu Zheng couldn’t help but shake his head, before standing up and entering the house.
By this ti, the true form of the Corpse Ghost and the beautiful human skin had both disappeared, leaving only a gauze flower skirt under the nylon ropes in the middle of the room, a red gold and green jade hairpin, and a pair of gauze gold embroidered shoes.
Lu Zheng thought for a mont and then turned toward the West Wing.
Because Lu Zheng suddenly rembered, in the West Wing was where the Corpse Ghost had left a bundle last night.
It’s only natural to collect items after slaying a monster, right?
Lu Zheng pushed open the door to the West Wing, seeing a blue cloth bundle placed on the table by the wall, but from the looks of it, it seed to have deflated from last night.
Standing a safe distance away, Lu Zheng used a stick to pry open the bundle, seeing a wisp of black smoke dissipate, revealing a few scattered items and a water-green plain silk flower-printed skirt.
This was the sa dress the Corpse Ghost was wearing the first ti Lu Zheng saw it.
"It’s a person, well no, a ghost."
After confirming it was safe, Lu Zheng finally reached in to pull out the scattered items from the clothing.
A piece of leather, a booklet, and a Copper Token.
The leather was densely covered with tiny text, all in traditional characters, but Lu Zheng could make out so of it.
Especially the "Painted Skin" title, which was very familiar to him, as the title of those two movies from back in the day was also written in traditional characters.
"Skin Painting Technique?"
"Why the hell would I need this thing?"
"And, this thing isn’t made of human skin, right?"
Lu Zheng hastily cast the leather aside, and then picked up the booklet.
"’Taiyin Supre Grade Soul-Washing Scripture’?"
Cultivation Technique?
Lu Zheng’s eyes lit up, but as he flipped through it, he found he couldn’t understand it at all!
Damn it!
Lastly, Lu Zheng picked up the Copper Token.
Initially thinking it was sothing valuable, he found out it was just an ordinary Copper Token, only that the front inscribed with "Ye Lan" characters, and the back had an engraved hideous ghost face.
Lu Zheng: ⊙_⊙|||
Did I do sothing stupid, provoking so formidable force?
"You, this Corpse Ghost, is your brain working properly or not?"
You, if you had backup, you should have just said so, knowing I wasn’t weak either, wouldn’t it be better if we don’t cross paths? Why didn’t you declare your backup even on the brink of death!
Aren’t you screwing over?
Corpse Ghost: ฺ(◣д◢)ฺ
Did I have a chance to speak?
Then, decisively, Lu Zheng repackaged everything in the bundle, along with the gauze flower skirt from the bedroom.
"Uncle Li!"
"Young master!"
"Co with , hire a car, let’s go to White Cloud Temple!"
"Ah! What?"
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