Chapter 3: Corpse in the Dark

  I knew it might be a bad thing, but this kid is supposed to be a fierce ghost, and I've been studying with my master for so many years, not in vain. This time, I couldn't even lead the little devil's soul into the small coffin, there must be something I don't know about.

  Those cold eyes of the little demon stared at me, making me sweat profusely down my temples. Although my master had taught me ways to deal with vengeful spirits and evil ghosts, this was my first time encountering such a situation, and for a moment, I didn't know what to do.

  Just as I was staring at the little ghost in a daze, the little ghost suddenly opened its mouth wide towards me.

  Suddenly, a sharp and shrill howl rose from its mouth, the sound was as keen as a knife, piercing my eardrum with a burst of pain.

  Right after that, this little devil's two hands suddenly lifted up and thrust towards my belly.

  This startled me and I became a lot clearer-headed, let out a strange cry, and retreated several steps backwards. However, when I lifted my head up again, the little ghost's soul had already vanished into thin air.

  I was opened to the spiritual realm by my master, and I can see ghosts. This mortuary is just this big, no matter where that little ghost hides, I can see it. But that little ghost just disappeared like that.

  I grabbed the ebony sword from the ground and carefully searched around, although I was very scared, but I had to be a ghost catcher, I had to collect this little ghost's soul, otherwise the effort just now would have been in vain.

  "Heh heh!"

  Just as I was searching around, the originally quiet morgue suddenly transmitted two strange laughter sounds. The laughter wasn't happy laughter, but rather seemed like a laugh with gritted teeth.

  Moreover, this laughter was extremely cold and eerie, listening to it made me involuntarily shudder. I suddenly turned my head around and stared intently at the little kid who had already died.

  That little kid is still sitting motionlessly on the autopsy table just like before, but now his pair of eyes are wide open!

  Those eyes had lost the luster of life, somewhat turbid, looking as if they had cataracts, yet inside those very eyes was a strange and eerie glow that made my heart skip a beat.

  Looking at this kid, I couldn't help but secretly lament in my heart. What's going on? Why did the little demon's soul clearly come out after being summoned by me, only to return to its body again? And judging from the kid's appearance, it seems that a corpse transformation has already occurred!

  The corpse change is an abnormal change that occurs after a person's death, in short, the dead become zombies.

  I've heard Master mention this thing before, but I'm seeing it for the first time!

  I stared tightly at the little kid, not daring to move, and saw that the kid's mouth moved lightly twice, and again emitted a string of that strange "heh heh" laughter.

  In the dead of night, in this cold morgue, I feel like I'm going crazy. I try to keep myself calm, thinking that if it doesn't move, I won't move either. If it dares to pounce over, I'll chop it into two pieces with the ebony sword in my hand!

  At this moment, the child's body moved, and the joints that I had previously locked with my hands made a crisp cracking sound. With the sound, its limbs suddenly stretched out straight, and it slid down from the autopsy table in an extremely strange posture and stood on the ground.

  I knew it was coming, and I'm no longer as scared as I was just now. Instead, I calmly reached into my pocket, where a glutinous rice ball was stored.

  When I was very young, my master would put a handful of glutinous rice in my pocket every day. My master said that zombies are afraid of water and glutinous rice is not a miscellaneous grain, it's a moistening thing, so it can restrain zombies.

  As someone who occasionally interacts with the dead, it's inevitable to encounter unclean things. Therefore, I always carry glutinous rice when going out. Over the past decade or so, carrying glutinous rice has become a habit of mine. Who would have thought that it would come in handy today?

  The little kid fell to the ground, turned around and faced me, suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth, and jumped up high on the ground, stretched out both hands and pounced towards me.

  In just a short while, this kid's fingernails have grown over ten centimeters, like a small knife. If I let him grab me, I'd be gutted!

  In a state of panic, I didn't have time to think twice, and with a swift motion, I scattered the glutinous rice in my hand. A series of loud thuds followed as the rice hit the child's body, striking him like bullets, causing him to let out strange cries as he flew backward, landing on the ground. From then on, he didn't dare approach me again, but instead stared at me intently.

  As soon as I saw the glutinous rice, my heart couldn't help but feel excited. With the glutinous rice blocking its way on the ground, this little thing didn't dare to come up for a while. I need to think of a way to trap it and lure out its spirit.

  I took a few steps back, leaning against the mortuary cabinet, thinking about what my master had taught me, and calculating in my mind how to trap this little zombie.

  Who knew that at this moment, a string of strange sounds suddenly came from the morgue next to me.

  The mortuary cabinet is a cold storage for corpses, where the dead are placed, and it's impossible to make any sound, but that voice was ringing in my ears.

  I was startled and turned my head towards the cabinet that made the sound, which was less than two meters away from me on my left side. The sound coming from inside sounded like someone was scratching something with long fingernails.

  That scraping sound made my skin crawl with goosebumps, my scalp was numb and tingling uncontrollably. I swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the bad premonition in my heart!

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, shortly after the sound faded away, the door of the morgue drawer slowly creaked open.

  As the morgue drawer opened, a thread of white cold air also emerged, I stared tightly at the morgue drawer, my heart beating rapidly.

  What scares me is not the cold air in the morgue, but the corpse energy that only people with yin eyes can see. The overflowing corpse energy is very thick and makes me feel uneasy. The things inside must be extremely difficult to deal with!

  I tightly grasped the ebony sword, had just taken a deep breath, when suddenly! A round human head poked out from inside that coffin!

  It was a man's head, only that his hair had all been shaved off, and the skin on his head and face had begun to wrinkle, as if it had been soaked in water for several days.

  I knew that was because the corpse had been soaked in formalin, but what's most frightening is that this head actually grew a layer of white fluff, looking just like a moldy steamed bun!

  His head came out first, turned around and stared at me with a pair of eyes emitting a faint green glow. His eyes were cold and filled with death, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

  Suddenly, a pair of hands with long fingernails also stretched out and rested on the mortuary cabinet. Looking at its fingers with nails that had grown so long they were curled up, I knew that the sound just now was definitely made by it scratching with its fingers!

  The bald man used both hands to exert force, and his body slowly emerged from inside the morgue drawer.

  Seeing this situation, I didn't dare hesitate any longer. I let out a loud cry and raised the black wooden sword in my hand to chop at it.

  Its body hadn't fully emerged yet, and this sword couldn't be dodged at all, being chopped solidly onto its back by me.

  But what happened next left me stunned, as I saw the corpse being struck by my sword, although it let out a strange cry, there wasn't even a white mark on its body, instead, I was shocked and my two hands' tiger mouths were aching, the black wood sword almost fell out of my hand.

  One sword had no effect, I quickly retreated backwards. Now I know that this thing in front of me is not easy to deal with. This one sword must have hacked it painfully, and it will definitely counterattack.

  As expected, just as I had run a few steps away, I heard a loud bang behind me. When I turned my head back to look, the mortuary cabinet was already in pieces and that bald-headed man was standing where I had been just now. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I would probably have been hit by now.

  I stopped in my tracks, staring at it intently. The person was completely naked, without even a piece of cloth on their body. What made me feel sick to my stomach was that the person's belly had been ripped open, and all of their internal organs were gone, leaving behind only a large bloody hole that continued to drip blood and water.

  This guy saw me and let out a strange cry, stretching out his right hand and pouncing on me.

  I didn't dare to be careless and quickly held up the black wooden sword in front of me, blocking its palm.

  Although I blocked its attack, this thing's strength was too great and I was directly slapped flying out, with a loud crash landing on the ground.

  As soon as I landed, the little kid also rushed towards me.

  I'm secretly cursing to myself, today is really a bad omen. It's my first time doing this kind of job, I didn't expect to encounter such a situation. From now on, no matter how much money they offer me, I won't do this business again.

  I quickly stretched out my foot and kicked the little kid far away, then hurriedly got up from the ground, rummaged through my pocket and pulled out a handful of talismans, and randomly threw them at the monster that was pouncing over.

  But in the chaos, I forgot to recite the incantation, and those talismans didn't stop that monster at all. It continued to swing its two claws towards me, pouncing on me.

  Just as I gritted my teeth and prepared to fight this monster head-on, the door of the morgue was suddenly pushed open with a creak.

  The monster and I were both stunned, and I took advantage of this opportunity to glance at the door. I saw Liu Bo standing at the door, holding a large axe in his hand, shouting loudly as he rushed towards me.

  Liu Bo limped on one leg, usually walking with a limp, but now he was running extremely fast, shouting at me as he ran: "You deal with that little devil, this monster is mine!"

  I didn't expect that Liu Bo, who usually limped and stumbled, has now become an iron warrior, especially with the fire axe in his hand, which makes him look very powerful and majestic.

  I listened to Liu Bo's words and turned around to give him a way out, only to see Liu Bo wielding an axe and fighting with the monster.

  At that time, I turned around and stared tightly at the little ghost in front of me. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a ball of black thread, slowly walking towards it.