In less than half a minute, four people had died.
In front of them, more and more white cloths appeared from all over the place.
Layers upon layers of ghostly shadows directly blocked their way back.
Ha Tu made a prompt decision and pulled the other two along a small path.
There was a garden in the manor. The three of them directly rushed into the small garden on the east side, looking back as they ran.
The ghostly shadows behind them did not need to go in the same direction. They directly passed through the obstacles and chased after them.
"Sir! You go first. We will stay behind to distract them, "one of the factory officers said.
After figuring out what was inside, there was no need to fight to the death here. Even if only Ha Tu escaped, it was better than all of them dying here.
However, Ha Tu said, "Which one of you knows the Three Character Classic? It's not just that one line."
"..." The factory officers were silent.
Ha Tu knew a little, but not much. Why was it so easy to memorize a Song book? His understanding was limited to the first two lines.
"The study! Quickly find the study. The Liu family is a scholarly family. There must be a Three Character Classic in there! "Ha Tu said.
"Then we have to return to the central hall and then go to the backyard. The study is next to the master's bedroom," the subordinates said.
Did they have to turn back to go to the study?
But in the back...
Ha Tu turned back every three steps and found that the ghostly shadows behind them were not chasing closely. They were only running at the speed of a normal person.
They did not show any ghostly movements that made him despair.
However, the ghostly shadows passing through walls and the unreasonable decapitation were enough to make this group of people who had experienced the baptism of battle lose the slightest thought of fighting head-on.
Fortunately, although the scholar was dead, what he did before his death gave them a glimmer of hope.
The originally untouchable white cloths could be touched while reciting the Three Character Classic. Although they did not know why, it was definitely important.
Ha Tu knew that it was not surprising for the strange item the emperor wanted to have some inexplicable phenomenon. They had to adapt to the other party's characteristics.
They had to protect themselves, counterattack, and exploit.
"These ghosts can pass through walls and houses. We can also find a shortcut to the study!" Ha Tu said.
"Sir, is the Three Character Classic really useful? They still died after reciting the Three Character Classic, "someone said.
This was indeed the case. Whether it was the scholar or his subordinates, they had all recited that line. However, apart from letting them touch the white cloths, it was useless.
However, for now, this was the only thing that could be used.
Although the person who recited the book was beheaded and died, perhaps it was because they only knew a little bit. The scholar did not remember what was behind the book, and his subordinates only knew the first two sentences.
Ha Tu was determined to test the might of the complete Three Character Classic no matter what!
"Ahhhhh! They've caught up! "A foreigner turned around and saw that the white cloth was about three meters long. Cold sweat dripped down his back.
The foreigners' martial arts skills were useless against a monster that could dismember a person's head for no reason.
The only way to save his life now was to run! Don't let him catch up!
Running in a straight line, Bai Bu's speed was about the same as them, or even slightly slower.
However, the terrain of Liuzhuang was complicated. From time to time, they would stumble over a step, go around a rock, or push a door, which would always waste some time. The white-clothed ghost shadows that ignored all obstacles would catch up to them sooner or later.
"This way!" Ha Tu shouted.
He turned left with his men and rushed towards a wall. After climbing over this wall, he would be able to return to the central hall.
There was no time to take a detour, so he could only climb over the wall.
However, as soon as one of the foreigners stepped on the wall and grabbed onto it, his eyes widened and he cried out in alarm, "No!"
Ha Tu immediately stopped and looked up. He saw that the head of his subordinate who had just climbed up was separated from his body. Blood spurted out from his neck.
A white-clothed ghost came out from the other side of the wall.
Ha Tu was so scared that his soul almost left his body. A chill ran down his spine, and he ran in another direction without looking back.
The foreigner next to him reacted a little slower. When he turned around to follow Ha Tu, the white cloth had already reached him.
"That person … that person … that person!" He was so anxious that his mouth was a mess.
Seeing that the white cloth was so close to him, his nerves were stretched to the limit. The feeling of extreme anxiety made him feel like he was about to collapse.
He wanted to say the Three Character Classic. He remembered it! Even if it was just one sentence.
However, even though he clearly remembered the sentence in his mind, he could not say it out loud. It was as if he could not control his mouth.
Although he was proficient in Mandarin, it was not his mother tongue. He was so anxious that he could not speak clearly, which made him feel extremely desperate.
"Beep …"
"Eh?" This time, the foreigner was shocked to find that he had not said anything, but he still punched the white cloth.
Of course, the impact was negligible. There was only an almost imperceptible crease on the white cloth.
"No need …" The foreigner shouted. He wanted to tell Ha Tu something.
However, when Ha Tu turned around, he only saw the foreigner's head flying into the air. Blood splattered everywhere.
The head opened its mouth wide in mid-air and moved slightly. In the end, it did not finish speaking and disappeared.
"What did he want to tell me?"
Ha Tu saw that another of his subordinates had died, but he was not sad. After all, this was their destiny.
At this moment, there was only one foreigner left beside him. The two of them took a detour and rushed to the study.
From here to the backyard, and from there to the master's bedroom, they would be able to see the study.
He and the other foreigner shouted as they ran, shouting Baihu Qian's name and asking him to bring his men in.
They were in a deep courtyard. They did not know if the soldiers outside could hear them.
However, when he finally saw the study, he found that in the middle of the small courtyard, there were heads piled up like a mountain!
There were at least a hundred heads! Ha Tu had once built a Jingguan in Yangzhou. He had seen this kind of stacking. He could immediately estimate the number of heads by looking at the number of layers.
"Are all the heads here? Ah! Their heads are also here … "
Ha Tu saw that the heads of his subordinates were piled on top of the pile of corpses that had disappeared.
Among them, he also saw a few heads wearing military caps. They were obviously Baihu Qian's soldiers.
Men and women, young and old, more than a hundred heads were piled up like a mountain.
Ha Tu saw with his own eyes that a giant white cloth, a white cloth that was even larger than all of the ghosts, was standing behind this pile of skulls.
It was like an enlarged version of the white cloth ghost. It was more than four meters tall, just as tall as the hundred or so heads piled up.
For the time being, Ha Tu called it the main body of the white cloth because he realized that it was the only white cloth ghost with a shadow.
With the help of the moonlight, Ha Tu saw the shadow that looked like countless headless people squeezed together. He could not help but feel numb.
These shadows looked like they were struggling, but it was useless. They just squeezed together, acting as the shadow of the main body of the white cloth.
"The twisted headless figures on the shadow, are they all dead?" Thinking of this, Ha Tu felt a chill all over his body.
He imagined that the dead people, even their souls, were not spared. They were like shadows, forever staying under the huge white cloth. He could not help but tremble.
"… Let's go!" The foreigner was finally about to break down.
He was the only foreigner who still followed Ha Tu. The others were all dead.
He was not afraid of death. When he saw the headless figures struggling in endless pain under the moonlight, he was afraid …
He had never been so afraid even when he saw his comrades being killed like chickens.
No one was so fearless that they would be willing to be tortured after death. There were very few similar records. It was also a minority in the Blue and White Society. Not all the official members had the courage to accept such a death.
"Go! Go! I don't want to die here! " The foreigner broke down and ran towards the outer wall of the manor. Any part of the wall would do. He did not want to stay here for a moment.
However, Ha Tu grabbed him and dragged him towards the study. "Idiot! You can't run away. Look for the book! You can only live if you find the book! "
Ha Tu was also afraid, but his psychological quality was the best. He knew that if he ran out like this, he would die after climbing two walls at most.
They had to find a way to repel or kill the white-cloth ghost. Otherwise, blindly running away was just waiting for death. If running alone was useful, why did more than a hundred people run out only that servant?
Ha Tu pulled him into the study, and the two anxiously looked for the Three Character Classic.
As for the main body of the white cloth standing behind the head, he had already noticed it. It would not move at all. When they broke in, it did not show any signs of approaching them. It just stood there silently.
Even when the two of them passed by the main body of the white cloth, nothing happened. The only thing that would really chase and kill people was the ordinary white-step ghost that was as tall as a person.
"Where's the book? What kind of bullshit scholarly family is this? How come they don't even have the Three Character Classic! " Ha Tu frantically rummaged through the bookcase, but he could not find the Three Character Classic. When he looked outside the window, there were already many white shadows. He could not help but curse with a pale face.
However, perhaps the soldiers outside the manor heard their shouts and broke through the front door, so most of them were lured away.
At this time, there were not many white-cloth ghosts chasing them to the study. There were only seven or eight of them.
"Get lost! Get lost! " When Chang Fan saw that the white-clothed ghosts had appeared on the walls in all directions, his fear reached its peak and he became furious.
They were only a few feet away from him. According to his experience, he would be killed if they came within one or two feet.
Unable to find the Three Character Classic, his tense heart was suddenly driven crazy by extreme fear and despair.
"F * ck you! I'd rather go to hell! "The foreigner stabbed a knife into his mouth, and the blade came out from the back of his head.
Drinking Knife Suicide!
At the same time, Ha Tu said with surprise, "The Three Character Classic has been found!"
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