Chapter Thirty-Five: I'll Make You Wish You Were Dead

  Black night, forest, in front of a thatched cottage.

  An old man sat in the thatched hut, I stood outside. A gust of wind blew by, and the surrounding grass nests rustled loudly. The old man and I stared at each other, and it seemed as if sparks were flashing incessantly in both our eyes.

  "You're here"

  "I'm here."

  "How dare you come"

  "It's you who should be scared."

  The old man looked at me, sneering non-stop. After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and fiddled with the teacup on the table. Before long, he suddenly raised his head, and those eyes became piercing: "It seems you've made up your mind."

  I gripped the Soul-Cutting Knife and walked step by step towards the house, no longer wanting to answer any of his questions. The old man shrank back, his face solemn. At the same time, I heard him mutter: "You don't know life from death, won't shed tears until you see a coffin."

  At this time, I had already walked close to the house, holding the Soul-Cutting Knife and stabbing it at him. However, although the Soul-Cutting Knife was sharp, my movements were slightly slower. With one stab, this old man surprisingly dodged it with ease. It seemed that he had some fear of this Soul-Cutting Knife.

  Then I retreated a few steps, and suddenly several pale faces appeared in the house. Those corpses again.

  The old man gave me a cold laugh: "Grandpa doesn't have time to play with you, let them play with you first."

  Several corpses howled and suddenly rushed out of the darkness, this time there were as many as five corpses rushing out. Seeing their pale faces covered with corpse spots, I was not afraid, but there were too many corpses, and I had to step back step by step.

  As I saw them pouncing over, I hugged the Town Soul Drum at my waist and struck it with a loud "hong" sound. The sound was extremely dull, as if it came from the depths of the earth. And in the instant when the drum sounded, those several corpse monsters retreated wildly, frantically scrambling around inside the house.

  I hugged the soul-calming drum and continued to beat it with all my might, and with a loud bang, I started beating again. The corpses let out a crazy scream, like cats that had received a huge stimulus.

  Then several corpses crashed through the wall of the thatched hut and ran directly into the darkness.

  At this time, I saw that old man still staying in the house, carefully staring at me: "What drum is in your hand?"

  I said: "Do you really want to know"

  The old man furrowed his brow: "It seems that you young man have a lot of problems, this time I really can't let you go."

  As we spoke, the old man walked towards me. His face was exceptionally ugly and his facial muscles were twitching as he moved. At this moment, there wasn't a hint of humility on his body. I looked at him silently, unable to help but sneer.

  Then, I secretly bit the tip of my tongue and drew that life-and-death symbol on my palm again. Relying on this life-and-death symbol, I knocked down the headmaster at the time and eventually drove him mad. Facing the old man in front of me, I also prepared to let him experience madness in the same way.

  However, before I could finish drawing the symbol, the old man suddenly pounced on me like a tiger. In that instant, I only had time to raise my Soul-Cutting Knife vertically. Unexpectedly, the old man grabbed it with one hand and tightly grasped my wrist.

  My body was too small after all, facing the old man, like facing a giant. He stretched out his other hand and grabbed my other hand, then with a burst of strength, the Soul-Cutting Knife in my hand fell to the ground.

  I slapped my butt hard: "You little brat, you're still young and don't understand anything, yet you learn from others to take revenge."

  He had a lot of strength, and his beating made my buttocks ache in waves. I gritted my teeth and bit down hard on his arm. This old man suddenly slapped me with a slap, dazing my head.

  When I came to, I was tied up with ropes all over my body. The old man sat in front of me, looking at me with a cold expression.

  "How about you, little brat? You're so young and already know how to take revenge on others. Who taught you?" I stared at him, struggling a bit, but the ropes were too tight, and I couldn't struggle free.

  In an instant, I felt a wave of despair. To be honest, my own strength was really too weak. The last time I happened to knock down the headmaster, it was because he was careless. But this old man in front of me is different, he is much more cunning and calculating, I am not his opponent.

  But I don't regret it at all, isn't it just being caught?

  I said: "Do whatever you want, kill me or skin me, I don't care."

  The old man suddenly stood up: "Heh, you little brat is quite unexpected. Others who are caught by me either beg for mercy or shout loudly. You're so young, yet you really don't fear death."

  I said: "I'm afraid, but I won't beg you for mercy, if you're going to make a move, hurry up."

  The old man laughed, his laughter was unusually ferocious when it started. He nodded: "Then I'll help you achieve your goal."

  As he spoke, he walked towards the door. At this time, several menacing gasps appeared in the dark corner of the house. Several corpses wearing tattered clothes stepped out one by one and approached me.

  I felt a wave of despair and simply closed my eyes. Then I heard these gasps getting closer and closer.

  This feeling is unbearable, just like a prisoner on the eve of execution, knowing that he will die soon, and also knowing that someone is aiming at him with a gun, but in his heart, he is guessing when the other person will fire. Some people say that many death row inmates are not killed, but scared to death, probably this is what it means.

  I felt a surge of fear, but I still stubbornly kept my eyes closed.

  Suddenly, a cold hand grasped my neck. In that instant, my head buzzed loudly and I fainted directly. And at this time, I suddenly heard the old man's voice again: "You little guy really has guts, dealing with someone who has guts, I absolutely won't let you die easily, I want to make you taste suffering, taste the flavor of being worse off than death."

  I opened my eyes to find that the corpses hadn't pounced on me at all, but instead it was the old man who had grabbed my neck. Before I could react, he picked me up and tucked me under his arm. Compared to a few months ago, I had gained quite a bit of weight now, but the difference wasn't huge. The way this person carried me made him look even more effortless than Wu Xianyi.

  "I struggled all the way up: 'You monster, let me go quickly.'"

  This man grabbed me, but he didn't pay any attention to my screams. He tucked me under his arm and then took off running in the dark at a speed that was almost like a tiger's. In an instant, he had carried me a very, very long distance away.

  Because it was too dark, my eyesight wasn't very good, and I didn't even know which direction he was taking me in. All I knew was that the village behind me was getting farther and farther away. If we walked a bit further, I might never be able to find that village again.

  I shouted loudly at the old man, trying to stop him, but he didn't respond at all and continued to rush forward wildly. I don't know how long we ran, I felt like my whole body was going to be shaken apart, the old man finally slowed down, I saw him climbing a slope.

  "He suddenly turned his head and chuckled at me twice: 'Kid, I'd like to see how capable you are. You'll know when we get to the mountain.'"

  "I gritted my teeth and cursed loudly: 'You dare to let me go, we'll fight again.'"

  He slapped me with a loud slap: "Do you think I'm a fool? And what can you do if I give you another chance? Do you think this is a child's play?"

  I was almost knocked out by this slap, and I had a surge of anger pent up inside me, wanting to erupt. Just then, the guy suddenly started sprinting again, carrying me to a flat area. This old man seemed tireless, having run for so long, yet still maintaining such a fast speed.

  It's clear that this person is much more formidable than the first master, and not just a little bit more formidable, but many times more formidable.

  When I was about to fall apart from his shaking, he slowed down again. At this time, I found that he was actually climbing a straight stone wall, and the stone wall was so steep that even if an ordinary person climbed up with their bare hands, they couldn't climb up.

  The old man suddenly untied his own belt and then tied me up with it. Then, he used his hands and feet together, and surprisingly, like a monkey, quickly climbed onto the stone wall and jumped back and forth on the stone wall.

  My waist was tightly bound by the belt, and I felt a sharp pain all over my body. Lowering my head to look down at my feet, I felt a wave of dizziness in my mind. At this moment, my whole person was almost suspended in mid-air. If the belt had been slightly less secure, I would have fallen directly down.

  If this old man makes a mistake and grabs nothing, I will also fall down with him.

  "Hey, watch out, you can die for all I care, but don't get me killed!"

  The old man sneered and suddenly stopped: "Heh, are you afraid of death now? I thought you young man were really not afraid of death."

  I said: "I've never said I'm not afraid of death, it's just that dying like this isn't worth it."

  The old man sneered: "Don't worry, I won't let you die like this either. I'm still waiting to see you suffer."

  The old man finished speaking and continued to jump back and forth on the stone wall. In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the top of the stone wall. When the old man climbed to the top of the stone, he was also slightly panting, and then he threw me to the ground with one hand and grabbed the rope on my body, as if holding something, and walked inside the top of the stone wall.

  The top of this cliff is a large flat ground, and the flat ground is covered with trees. And among these trees, there is actually a hidden entrance to a cave.

  The old man took me and directly entered the hole. As soon as I entered, I smelled a strong musty smell, and at the same time, a bad premonition arose in my heart.

  After entering the cave, everything around me turned pitch black. The old man grabbed my foot and walked for a long distance before suddenly throwing me to the ground. Then, in the darkness, I clearly felt him groping my body. Suddenly, he took away my backpack and also took that human skin drum.

  I'm in a panic, that's my treasure.

  "I shouted loudly: 'Return it to me quickly.'"

  The old man sneered: "Behave yourself and don't even think about leaving this place for the rest of your life."