Chapter 45: The Return of the Suspended Corpse Old Man

  As I saw the knife about to slash down on the girl's body, I quickly chanted a spell and controlled the little brat to withdraw the knife. The kid then withdrew his hand according to my spell, stood still, and hung his head in shame.

  I glanced at the child's face and saw that his eyes were dull, his face was expressionless, and he looked just like a dead person.

  I was slightly shocked in my heart, this fragrance is actually comparable to puppetry when used. Moreover, it lacks the refining process of puppetry.

  The art of puppetry, also roughly recorded in the Ghost Doctor's Art, is about refining a person into a puppet and making them follow one's commands to act on their behalf. In ancient times, there were also frequent mentions of puppets, such as the Puppet Emperor.

  It means an emperor who is manipulated by others.

  The display of puppetry is even more wonderful. It is said that the person who displays the puppetry must take something from the person being manipulated, and this thing is given voluntarily by that person.

  For example, if I want to turn a child into my puppet now, I must take something from him. This thing must be the child's personal item and it must be given to me by the child voluntarily. After taking this thing, I can cast puppetry on it.

  This puppet technique is also very evil. It's said that the person who was refined into a puppet has an empty body, with no flesh at all.

  The fragrance had a surprising effect, and while the girl didn't notice the child's strange movement, I controlled the child back into the house, then lifted the spell. The child lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

  The child woke up again, several hours later. The sky was almost dark, and the child walked out of the house in a daze, seemingly unaware of anything, only complaining of a headache. I watched him from the shadows, sipping a cup of water.

  My hand, however, tightly grasped the incense stick.

  In my heart, I've already made plans, I know how to leave this damned place.

  Time flies, and another two or three days have passed. In these few days, I've been studying the incense I refined every day. Since that day when I used this incense to control the child, I've also used it to control monkeys and insects. Finally, the monkey was controlled by me, but the insect had no reaction at all.

  This explains why Xiang can only control animals with consciousness.

  Three days later, on a certain night, someone who had been absent for a long time finally appeared.

  That night, I felt a heavy sense of oppression and got up. Before I even left the house, I heard heavy footsteps outside, and a dark shadow was cast in front of me from the entrance.

  I looked up and saw a tall figure standing at the entrance of the cave. He stood there motionless, staring at me intensely.

  "I really didn't expect this, I was only out for a few days and you little scoundrel's guts have grown so big that you dare to sneak into my cave to sleep"

  The person standing at the entrance was the old man who had been hanged, his voice was hoarse and raspy. From a distance, I caught a whiff of a strong body odor.

  I was still dazed, but when I heard the voice of the hanging corpse old man, I instantly woke up. I sat up straight from bed and stared in the direction of the hole with all my might. And at this time, the hanging corpse old man suddenly walked to the front of my bed, lowered his body, and sniffed me with his nose.

  That stench of sweat almost made me vomit. I gritted my teeth and got out of bed with a start.

  The bed was laid on the ground, so even if I stood up, I was still a lot shorter than the hanging corpse. At this time, the hanging corpse laughed and suddenly slapped me on the shoulder with great force, directly slapping me back onto the bed to lie down again.

  I was almost stunned by this slap, and my head buzzed with a loud noise. At this time, the old man who was hanging the corpse muttered something, turned around and walked out of the house again: "This place is indeed not bad, but if you want to stay here, you need to pay a lot of price."

  When I came to, the hanged old man had vanished, and the cave was empty. If it weren't for the throbbing pain in my shoulder, I would have suspected that the hanged old man hadn't entered at all.

  I didn't care, and lay back down on the bed. Anyway, this hanging corpse old man wouldn't kill me; if he wanted to kill me, he would have done it already. I closed my eyes at ease and continued sleeping.

  When I woke up, it was already the next morning. As soon as I came out of the cave, I indeed saw the hanged old man sitting at the dinner table. It seems that I didn't have a dream last night.

  Looking at the hanged old man, my heart was twisted into a mess. I found myself not knowing how to face him, whether to charge up with a knife and fight him or pretend nothing happened and sit down with him at a table to eat.

  Before I could think much, the old corpse discovered me. He turned around, his eyes extremely cold: "Wake up"

  I looked at him silently. The old man continued: "Is it still habitable in this cave?"

  I gritted my teeth and restrained myself from rushing forward. The old man hanging in the air continued to mutter to himself, "You don't answer me, young one? Didn't your parents teach you basic respect? You're living in my place, eating my food."

  The moment he mentioned my parents, I swiftly pulled out the Soul-Cutting Knife and rushed towards him at lightning speed: "Shut your mouth."

  However, when I swung my knife at him, the hanged old man stretched out his hand and completely subdued me before I could even react.

  I was knocked to the ground by an old man, who used only one hand to grab my collar: "You young fellow, didn't your parents tell you that there are many bad people in this world? Sometimes, when you provoke some of these bad people, they will really kill you."

  "If you want to kill, just kill, why talk so much nonsense"

  The old man's corpse let out a loud, sinister laugh and loosened his grip. I fell to the ground: "You little brat, don't worry, I won't kill you. As I said, I'll make you suffer until you'd rather be dead."

  As we spoke, the old man who was hanging from the tree stood up and walked away. Before long, that little brat appeared in front of me, staring at me motionlessly. This kid had no expression on his face, but I could clearly sense that he was secretly laughing.

  I immediately scrambled up from the ground, not wanting him to see me in a sorry state. The little brat made a face at me and ran off as well.

  Although I was beaten up by the old man, I still feel a bit surprised in my heart. This guy just beat me up and didn't even drive me out.

  Suddenly I remembered the words that girl said, he said that the old man who hanged himself was looking for a successor. And she mentioned that this successor might be me.

  I'm suddenly having doubts in my heart, could it really be like what the girl said?

  I sat at the dinner table for a while, and eventually got bored and left. My back hurt a bit, so I returned to my own stone cave and lay down for a while. After a long time, I felt a little hungry, so I got up and prepared to go find something to eat.

  As a result, as soon as I came out of the cave, I found that the three members of the old man's family who had been hanged were sitting at the dinner table eating.

  The girl ate while looking at me with her mouth open: "Dad, aren't you going to invite him to eat together?"

  The old man hanging from the gallows scolded: "Why call that little boy, I didn't drive him away, it's already very good."

  I got angry and shouted at them: "If I don't eat, then I won't eat. I'd rather starve to death than eat your things."

  After finishing speaking, I shrank back into my own hole and lay down.

  I lay in the cave for a while, and my stomach was really hungry, so I got up again to find something to eat. After going out, I found that the old man who hanged himself was still sitting at the dinner table, staring at me with great interest: "Hungry"

  I glared at him fiercely and walked out on my own. The old man hanging in the air laughed: "When you're hungry, just say so, what's there to be ashamed of?"

  I ignored him and walked into the kitchen.

  As I quickly arranged the ingredients in the kitchen to prepare a meal for myself, I turned around and found that the old man was standing at the kitchen door: "You little rascal, everything in this kitchen is mine. You're quite bold, how dare you be so shameless?"

  I ignored him and quickly cooked dinner. The old man with a hunchback stood at the door, but didn't come over to stop me either.

  I quickly made myself a bowl of noodles and added two eggs to it. Although there weren't many seasonings, it was absolutely delicious in color, aroma, and taste.

  I'm really starving, after finishing I'll prepare to open my stomach and eat.

  As a result, as soon as I moved my chopsticks, my hand was suddenly grabbed. Lifting my head to look, the old man hanging from the gallows was smiling at me with a "heh heh" expression. Next, he directly snatched away the bowl of noodles that I had been holding, and then started eating it with his chopsticks.

  I suddenly got angry and rushed up to grab it, but the old man's body was too big and his strength was astonishingly great, I couldn't grab it at all.

  The old man holding my noodles, at first didn't eat, just stared at me and smiled: "Want to eat? As long as you kneel down and beg me, and kowtow to admit your mistake, I'll return the bowl to you."

  "You must be dreaming."

  The old man hanging the corpse smiled and said, "Then I'm sorry, everything in this kitchen is mine, the noodles you made are also mine. Even if they're not mine, now that I've snatched them into my hands, they're still mine."

  While laughing, the old man who was hanging in mid-air brought the noodles to his nose and sniffed them: "Hmm, but you little brat's cooking does smell pretty good, just don't know how it tastes."

  As they spoke, the old man picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth. As a result, his face suddenly changed color. Then, he almost stuck his own head into the bowl, eating big mouthfuls.

  After finishing eating, the old man looked at me with a shocked face, but soon this old guy pulled his face long: "What kind of thing is made, it's so unpalatable."

  I couldn't help but laugh, can this guy get any more ridiculous?

  But it's strange, since I ate a bowl of noodles, the old man has never had trouble eating again. He just finished eating and now he's eaten my noodles, probably feeling quite full, so he put down his chopsticks, scolded me a few more times and ran out.

  I watched his back, silently.

  I continued to cook myself a meal and quietly started eating. As I was eating, I heard the voices of the hanged old man and the girl.

  "Dad, how long will you stay this time."

  The old man hanging in the air sighed: "I don't know either, probably won't be able to get out."

  The girl asked: "Why?"

  The old corpse said: "I have already failed, the blood corpse is still not refined, and now my body can't hold on anymore. The great revenge may never be accomplished."

  The girl said: "Aren't you looking for a successor?"

  The old man's voice was tinged with a hint of sadness: "This kid hates me so much, I'm afraid he won't be willing to follow me and learn from me. Forget it, forget it, I don't want to force him anymore."

  He said the little one is me.