Inside an ordinary house, Madam Ghost Child sat quietly on a wooden stool with a swaddle in her arms.
Those who didn't know her well would assume that she was a beautiful young married woman coaxing her child to sleep.
Next to Madam Ghost Child were a few boxes. Even though they were tightly wrapped, one could still smell the thick medicinal aroma coming from them.
She just sat there, and in the afternoon, a person walked in.
This surprised Madam Ghost Child.
After all, the villagers in her village were all scared away early in the morning. No one dared to set foot within a radius of several miles.
This was how Madam Ghost Child looked at people.
And she was used to this identity that instilled fear in others.
Based on her experience, as long as she revealed her identity, no one would dare approach her.
Except for a few idiots who were blinded by the huge bounty. But over the years, countless of such idiots had died.
"Another bounty hunter? Too bad I promised Curator not to kill anymore. It's so hard to hold it in. " Madam Ghost Child's fingers were trembling slightly. Her pearly white teeth were clenched so tightly that they creaked. It was obvious that she was trying her best to hold it in.
Holding it in was excruciating.
She purposely revealed her identity to scare everyone away. She was also afraid that someone would wander around her and make her unable to resist the urge to kill.
After all, she had been relieving her pain by killing all these years. She had gotten used to it, addicted to it. If it weren't for Curator's overwhelming influence, Madam Ghost Child wouldn't have listened to anyone else.
But when she raised her head to see who it was, Madam Ghost Child's expression changed instantly.
The person outside was a man. A man with a strong body but a stiff expression.
His skin was purplish and he looked extremely strange. But that wasn't the strangest part. It was the fact that he was carrying a coffin on his back.
Coffin Man.
One of the villainous experts, an existence on par with Madam Ghost Child. From a certain perspective, he was even crueler than Ghost Child.
He was a true God of Slaughter.
Coffin Man walked in without a care in the world. The coffin on his back immediately caused the room to become extremely crowded.
Just then, a gust of wind blew over, carrying with it the nauseating stench of blood and corpses.
Madam Ghost Child knew that Coffin Man must have killed not too long ago, and he must have killed quite a number of people.
It didn't take her long to figure out that it must be the villagers hiding nearby.
The villagers probably hadn't gone far as they were hiding in groups in the distance. Madam Ghost Child spared them but they all died in the hands of Coffin Man.
Just by standing there, Coffin Man exuded an indescribable pressure.
Just by standing there, Coffin Man exuded an indescribably terrifying aura. The Coffin Man's voice was hoarse and low, and his tone of speech had a unique regional accent, like some remote mountain dialect. No matter how one listened to it, it was strange.
What was strange was that Coffin Carrying Man's mouth didn't open, as if he was doing ventriloquism.
Having said that, Ghost God, Ghost Ghost Ghost Child.
Madam Ghost Child frowned and said coldly, "Don't come any closer. I don't like your stench!"
This was to be expected. Carrying a rotting coffin on one's back was indeed an unpleasant smell. Not to mention, the Coffin Carrying Man looked like he had never taken a bath in his entire life. Even from afar, one could smell the stench.
The Coffin Man didn't take a single step forward.
"Ghost Child, you and I are old acquaintances. Why keep me at arm's length?" Coffin Man let out an eerie laugh that sounded worse than a cry.
Madam Ghost Child ignored him and looked at the sky instead.
She knew that the mysterious Visitation Hall would open today, but she didn't know the exact time. But it didn't matter. She could wait.
She could wait as long as she wanted.
"I heard that you went to a few small countries a few days ago and only asked for items. You didn't kill anyone." Coffin Man was trying to strike up a conversation. After a pause, he continued, "That doesn't seem like your style. Did something happen to you?"
Ghost Child didn't even want to look at him. "It's none of your business."
Coffin Man didn't respond to her rebuke. For a moment, the entire place fell into a terrifying silence.
Coffin Man was chained to the coffin. The wind rustled the chains, causing them to rattle.
He did not leave. Instead, he stood there. After a long time, he said, "Back then, we were in high spirits. We were so free and unfettered. We looked down on the world. If it wasn't for that incident, we might have already …"
Bam!
An invisible force blasted out, directly pushing the Coffin Carrying Man back more than two zhang, knocking him out of the house and into the courtyard outside. The ground was marked with two marks left by the friction of the Coffin Carrying Man's feet, the earth cracked and the wooden beams broken.
At the end of the long mark was Coffin Man. The chains on his body were buzzing from the impact. The clanking of the chains was crisp and chaotic.
It sounded like a messy pipa tune.
Coffin Man laughed, but his laughter was extremely unpleasant.
"Why bother? Why bother? "
Coffin Man sounded like he was singing a strange tune.
Madam Ghost Child walked out of the house with her swaddle in her arms. Her facial features were horrifying. Without a word, she attacked.
Coffin Man could only retaliate.
The two villainous experts immediately started fighting.
Loud explosions rang out. In just a few moments, half of the village was destroyed as if it had just been through a disaster. Even so, the two didn't stop. For a moment, they were locked in a fierce battle.
The fight went on for a full hour.
They fought from inside the village to outside. Up the mountain, mountains crumbled; down the river, rivers shattered. However, the two were evenly matched. Although they were locked in a fierce battle, neither could do anything to the other.
Suddenly, Madam Ghost Child stopped and turned to leave.
"Not fighting anymore?"
Coffin Man bellowed in anger.
There was no response.
Coffin Man cackled.
"Are you venting your frustrations? Why, Ghost Child? You're repressing yourself. Why are you doing this? Tell me, you're collecting all sorts of treasures, but you're not looking for someone to refine pills or medicine for you. Why? Also, how did you sever the symbiosis? Why isn't your baby dead even after you severed the symbiosis? Tell me, Ghost Child. "
Madam Ghost Child didn't answer. She returned to the destroyed village and returned to her previous house. This was one of the few places that wasn't destroyed.
After the previous battle, Madam Ghost Child felt much better. After being repressed for so long, she needed a place to vent.
She was just venting her murderous intent.
That was all.
Coffin Man followed her.
His curiosity was piqued.
"Ghost Child, there must be a reason why you're doing this. It's fine if you don't want to tell me. Let me guess." Coffin Man paused for a moment before he started guessing.
"The Secret Symbiosis Spell is an extremely profound spell. Ordinary people can't break it at all. If you forcefully cut off the Secret Symbiosis Spell, you might be able to survive, but your baby should have died without a doubt. But it didn't die. You can't do this. If you could, you wouldn't have chosen the Secret Symbiosis Spell to preserve your baby's life. This means that someone is helping you, and this person is extremely skilled."
Coffin Man continued to speak to himself.
Ghost Child patted her swaddling clothes rhythmically out of habit. She didn't seem to mind Coffin Man's words at all.
Coffin Man didn't seem to mind either. He continued, "Ghost Child, without the symbiosis, you won't suffer the backlash of the beast blood anymore. You won't have to suffer that kind of pain, but your personality can't have changed so quickly. I heard that a few days ago, someone offended you and even attacked you. But you only injured them and didn't kill them. That's very unusual. "Also, you've worked so hard to collect these precious herbs, but you don't know anything about medicine. So, these are for someone else."
Ghost Child looked at the sky outside. It was already dark.
Just then, a noise came from the coffin on Coffin Man's back.
It sounded like something was scratching the coffin inside.
It was a horrifying sound.
Coffin Man's face was contorted in pain. He even knelt on the ground as if he was trying his best to resist something.
Ghost Child glanced at Coffin Man and sighed. She wanted to say something, but held back and said nothing.
After a long time, Coffin Man's pain finally stopped.
Coffin Man endured the pain throughout the entire process. Beneath his exposed flesh, there seemed to be something wriggling and wriggling, a terrifying sight to behold. The movements inside the coffin also fluctuated between loud and soft. After a while, Coffin Man's body was covered in a layer of sweat that dripped to the ground.
After the pain subsided, the stench from Coffin Man's body seemed to have intensified. Even Madam Ghost Child, who was several meters away, could clearly smell the pungent odor.
Coffin Man laughed bitterly and continued, "This pain has been acting up more and more frequently recently. Ghost Child, I know you hate us. Back then, we, the Five Deities of Lingnan, were as close as brothers and sisters. But after that incident, there was a rift between us. We are all responsible for Old Gu's death back then, but at that time, we had no choice. Old Gu's cultivation was the highest, and only he could block that thing and give us time to escape. Green Toad, Old Turtle, and I have always remembered this favor. All these years, we have taken good care of you, and it is also because we owe Old Gu. In order to keep our pet beasts alive, we had no choice but to use the secret symbiosis. But this secret method has too many drawbacks. All these years, we're all on the brink of death. I heard that Green Toad has given up. His pet beast is dead and he has become a mortal. But he's not doing well either, living in fear every day, hiding from his enemies. Without a pet beast, if his enemies find him, he'll surely die. I'd rather die than live like this. Old Turtle thinks the same as me, but he can't hold on much longer. Ghost Baby, I've said so much just to tell you what we think. If you have a solution, please let us know. Consider it as a sign of our friendship in the past. "Ghost Baby, I've said so much just to tell you what we think. If you have a solution, please tell us.
Madam Ghost Child stopped patting the swaddle but she remained silent.
There seemed to be a grudge in her that hadn't dissipated yet.
Coffin Man was observant enough to notice that Madam Ghost Child was wavering.
He knew this was a rare opportunity and he had to seize it.
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