The three did not go in immediately.
Bai Yanliang glanced around: "Be careful, it seems to have gotten stronger..."
"Then let’s hurry up." Yu Wenxuan’s gaze turned cold, a dagger slid into his palm.
Without further hesitation, the three pushed open the door and stepped in slowly and cautiously.
The scene in the courtyard was almost the same as the first time they came, the only difference being that Kangkang was gone, and in the deck chair lay not the elderly Village Chief Kang, but an infant wrapped in a red swaddle.
As soon as Bai Yanliang saw the red swaddle, his pupils shrank.
Yu Wenxuan also sensed something was wrong. He gripped the dagger in reverse with his right hand and quickly approached the infant.
Looking down, it was indeed a newborn-looking infant in the blood-red swaddle on the deck chair.
The infant only had its head exposed, its face appeared normal, with very red, wrinkled skin, eyes closed, and it was wailing loudly.
Without a word, Yu Wenxuan raised his dagger to stab down.
This time, however, Bai Yanliang stopped him. The most update n0vels are published on NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Bai Yanliang held back Yu Wenxuan’s hand, looked down at the wrinkled infant, and said, "Can you understand? If you do, stop crying, otherwise, I won’t hold him back."
When he finished, the infant showed no change, still crying loudly, and cried even harder.
Its crying was extremely sharp, like a broken bellows making one’s skin crawl.
"This is the last time," Bai Yanliang lost his patience, "Tell me, who are you, the village chief? Or Kangkang."
If this bizarre scene of talking to an infant spread, everyone would surely think Bai Yanliang had gone mad.
But this time, Bai Yanliang’s questioning received a response.
However, it did not seem like a good response...
The infant in the blood-red swaddle slowly opened its eyes.
Under its eyelids were a pair of soul-stirring pure black pupils, it had no whites in its eyes...
The scrunched-up facial features suddenly revealed a hideous smile at Bai Yanliang.
In fact, whether in folklore or ghost stories, infants who die young upon entering the mortal world, their grudge is extremely terrifying.
Perhaps it’s resentment toward the heavens, or hatred toward the mortal world, the eyes that should have been pure only flicker with the fiercest malice.
Yu Wenxuan couldn’t care less, since he needed to act, he decided to strike first.
His dagger suddenly stabbed toward the infant’s throat.
However... something eerie happened.
The deck chair beneath the infant suddenly turned into a corpse!
The deceased’s face was filled with fear and panic, his whole body shriveled, but that face was one Bai Yanliang and the others recognized.
It was Village Chief Kang...
Village Chief Kang was dead, this bizarre scene unfolded right before everyone.
The deck chair turned into Village Chief Kang’s corpse, the infant with the dagger in its throat grinned grotesquely at them.
Then, an even more terrifying thing happened.
The rain had unknowingly stopped, the surrounding air grew colder, and the smell of decay became more intense.
Bai Yanliang glanced sideways, then quickly turned his head to look, only to see the courtyard filled with densely packed corpses...
Each one looked exactly like Village Chief Kang at this moment.
At some point, the infant’s wail turned into a sharp laugh, then from eerie laughter, into a piercing ghostly howl.
The sound was extraordinarily terrifying, forcing Bai Yanliang and Yu Wenxuan to cover their ears.
Yu Wenxuan was a ruthless person, seeing the Ghost Baby was still transforming, he decisively pulled out his dagger and stabbed at it again.
Unfortunately, he did not succeed this time, as the blade tip was about to drop, a massive resistance came from the front, it was obviously air, yet Yu Wenxuan couldn’t plunge it in despite using all his strength.
If I can’t stab your head, then I’ll stab your body!
Yu Wenxuan retrieved the dagger, frantically slashing at the Ghost Baby’s limbs, this time, it worked.
It seemed only able to block Yu Wenxuan’s attack on its head, unable to spare extra force to stop him from harming its body.
The sharp dagger brought up loads of flesh and blood, yet its horrifying face showed no pain, instead it became more vicious.
The sinister gaze left no doubt, once it could move, Bai Yanliang and Yu Wenxuan would suffer unbelievably crazy revenge.
It wore an eerie grin, with terrifying laughter chilling them to the bone.
And Yu Wenxuan kept swinging his bloodstained dagger at the blood-red swaddle, the dagger covered in blood kept rising and falling, flesh and blood flying everywhere.
In this fashion, calling him the most psychotic murderer wouldn’t be an exaggeration.
Bai Yanliang stared hard at the infant.
Why did it become an infant?
No... maybe, precisely because it turned back into an infant, it indicates its power is recovering.
But it must have some weakness.
Only taking hits without fighting back is the best proof.
As he watched... Bai Yanliang looked at the corpse of Village Chief Kang which had become a corpse.
For some reason, he felt that Village Chief Kang’s face seemed to change, becoming blurred, and that face gradually turned into another person...
Bai Yanliang’s heart stirred, he understood.
He quickly stepped forward, crouching by Village Chief Kang’s corpse, and said softly, "Aren’t you dead yet?"
The corpse didn’t respond.
But Bai Yanliang wasn’t in a hurry, he continued to stare intently at it.
"How long have you actually lived? Village Chief Kang... are you human? Or some strange ghost? If you don’t answer... I’ll end your supposedly long life here and now."
As he spoke, Bai Yanliang’s hand reached for Village Chief Kang’s neck.
Yu Wenxuan, his face covered in blood, glanced at Bai Yanliang, noticed something, and stopped to watch the bizarre chair corpse.
"Still not speaking? Alright..." Bai Yanliang squeezed his neck harder, gripping the trachea.
Such a fragile thing, he could crush it anytime if he wanted.
Finally... the "corpse" moved.
Village Chief Kang’s "corpse" suddenly opened its eyes.
If others saw this eerie sight, they would definitely be scared out of their wits, but whether it was Bai Yanliang, Yu Wenxuan, or Xu Zhifei hiding on the side, they were all prepared for this.
"Speak, how have you lived until now, reincarnation?" Bai Yanliang glanced at him curiously.
Yu Wenxuan wiped his dagger with interest, ignoring the crying infant, and asked, "Possession?"
Village Chief Kang’s lifeless body slowly crawled up from the ground, looking timidly at Bai Yanliang and Yu Wenxuan, his aged voice sounded: "I am... from three hundred years ago, when I was seventy-nine years old, I was about to die... but a child from the village suddenly came to see me, it was then... I heard a voice..."
Village Chief Kang’s death-filled eyes held both longing and fear, "It said... make a trade, with that young body, you can continue to live..."