Chapter 8: Oni no Yaiba and Shijō

  "Onimaru, this kid was hit by my Corpse Poison Palm and didn't die. Not only did he not die, but he doesn't even have any problems. He's immune to all poisons!" a voice with a somewhat effeminate tone, similar to that of a eunuch, said.

  "Corpse old, it can't be that you've aged and your divine powers have declined, right?" Another familiar voice came, I was shocked all over, it turned out to be the thing in the coffin, now listening to it, it seemed like a living person.

  "Get out, you little brat! You don't even have a beard on your face, yet you dare to spout nonsense. My poisonous palm is rubbed with the thousand-year-old corpse poison every day, and with just one flick of my finger, even a general would have to kneel before me. The older I get, the more formidable I become - what nonsense about degeneration!" The voice known as Corpse Old Man thundered in anger.

  "Since you said the Corpse Palm is no problem, that means this kid we locked in the coffin really has a special talent, and it's quite impressive?" After a pause, the man seemed to have thought of something and said: "If that's true, then it's perfect timing. We can use him to deal with that thing in the warehouse."

  "Not bad, can give it a try."

  As soon as the words stopped, the coffin lid was lifted.

  The sunlight came in.

  At this moment, I am so angry that I want to curse those two bastards outside who are talking loudly, but my mouth is stuffed with two smelly socks that make me feel sick and unable to speak.

  Wooooo...

  But I also saw the faces of the two people talking.

  An old man with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, dressed in light-colored Chinese tunic suit, looked gentle and refined, but his hands were dark and had an eerie feeling. He should be the corpse, since his surname is Shi, it's highly likely that he's the passenger in this room.

  Another, dressed in black, looked extremely young, with a handsome face and sharp features, with a playful smirk at the corner of his mouth, a complete generation of handsome guy. "Hmph, little white face." I instinctively hated people who were more handsome than me. This person was holding a mask in front of me, swinging it back and forth, and as soon as I saw it, I got angry to the point of smoke coming out of my seven orifices.

  This mask is made of human skin, with clear and terrifying bright red blood vessels on it. The eye sockets are painted black, creating the illusion that there are no eyeballs.

  "Grass, I was actually played by a little white face with a mask." Thinking of this, I was extremely angry, and that handsome face looked more and more disgusting.

  Wooooo...

  I struggled desperately.

  "Oni no Yaiba, this kid seems to be cursing you." The corpse elder leaned in close and said.

  "Hey, brother, don't scold me, I'm actually a good person." Gu Ye Jia smiled and took out a very small glass bottle from his black clothes. Inside was a transparent liquid. He said to me who was struggling with all my might: "This is a bottle of poisonous medicine. If you drink it down and nothing happens, then you'll be one of us from now on. But if you die, don't blame me when you get to the underworld. Who told you to come looking for trouble?"

  "Damn it! This is going to be the death of me!"

  Oni no Yaiba didn't let me go, pinning my neck with one hand, and I felt a steel-like giant force clamping down on me, lifting me up with force, the poison was dripped into my nostrils.

  Pfft pfft pfft...... I'm choking.

  The coffin lid was then put back on again.

  My whole body felt scorching hot and uncomfortable, breathing rapidly, a wave of unbearable heat swept through my entire body, but just a few minutes later, I started to recover from the top, gradually returning to normal.

  Half an hour later, Oni no Tsuki opened the coffin lid and saw that my complexion was normal, but my lower body had no reaction. He exclaimed in surprise: "Corpse old man, I believe it now, this kid is really evil. Even the notorious aphrodisiac 'Male Hundred Days' didn't work on him, I've never heard of such a thing before." Immediately afterwards, he added: "But is this a good thing or not?"

  Saying so, he pulled the smelly socks out of my mouth.

  "I'm going to screw your grandfather!" I bellowed at the top of my lungs.

  Oniichan's expression didn't change as he once again stuffed something into my mouth.

  This time with added ingredients, replaced with four smelly socks full of immortal energy.

  I felt so nauseous I almost threw up.

  "Shout again and I'll cut you down to keep me company." The corpse said menacingly, its hand somehow grasping a delicate and exquisite small knife with a cold gleam.

  I was shocked, my eyes suddenly widened, and I muttered to myself: "Indeed, it's a dead eunuch. At this time, shouldn't you be saying that if you shout again, your tongue will be cut off? How could it be possible to cut off the lower three inches of the navel? Hmph, a dead eunuch dares to envy my grandeur. Sima Qian was right, the more something is lacking, the more one yearns for it."

  But I've also calmed down now. Man is the cutting board, and I'm the fish meat. Moreover, the other party is obviously a ruthless killer, don't really provoke them, it's better to probe their bottom line and wait for an opportunity to escape.

  When Stinky Socks spoke up again, "Pfft pfft pfft... stinks to death, who's so depraved, hasn't washed for a month?" I spat out saliva.

  The two of them didn't make any move to take me out of the coffin, and instead looked at me with a half-smiling expression. The corpse suddenly opened its mouth and asked in a strange tone: "Little brother, what should I call you?"

  I turned away and didn't answer.

  "Hmm, Hong Xingdong, born in 1995, ancestral home in Liaoning, registered residence in Huangpu District, Shanghai." Ghost Night read aloud, holding my ID card.

  I didn't expect to be caught off guard and now my wallet and ID are both gone.

  "Hmm, interesting, you're actually a cop." Oniichan took another look at my police ID and chuckled to himself.

  "Don't you know who I am? Let me go at once!" I wanted to use this identity to intimidate them.

  The corpse and the oni locked eyes, as if the old man could see him, let out a snort of laughter and laughed loudly: "Don't say you're a policeman, even if you're 'Mao' Renfeng's secret service, we're not afraid."

  "What kind of people are you?" I asked.

  "Underground worker!" Oni no Yaiba replied in a low voice.

  I was so shocked that I turned pale and my legs were trembling wildly, this time I'm done for, the secret agent has met his match.

  "You are com..." My teeth chattered.

  Oni shook his head and said slowly, "No, this underground is not that underground. We are used to working under the ground, excavating treasures buried by history, exploring unsolved historical mysteries. We are good at accumulating wealth quietly without showing off, we face danger with courage."

  "Excavators of the underground, unearthing treasures...... Who are you......" I'm not a fool, with just a little thought, I immediately guessed their identities and blurted out: "Tomb raiders!"

  "That's what I mean," Oni replied.

  I don't know why I felt relieved, although I knew that tomb raiders were all desperate characters, and their ferocity far exceeded that of the communists.

  "Little one, what is your purpose sneaking into our room?" asked Corpse Old Man.

  "Hey, Hong Xingdong, let's call you Dongzi from now on. Tell the ghost grandfather honestly, which force is behind your back?" Ghost Yecha took off his tight black clothes, revealing a bulletproof vest with English labels underneath. No wonder he wasn't afraid of bullets. Ah, if I had known earlier, I would have aimed directly at his head. However, it was only later that I found out that even if I had aimed at his head, I wouldn't have hit him - this kid's agility was no longer human.

  I certainly couldn't tell him my agent identity, as for the purpose, the mysterious Special 0901 just had me come over to investigate suspicious individuals, nothing else was mentioned, I couldn't possibly tell them that I don't like the look of you guys and came over specifically to snoop around.

  Seeing me not speaking, both of them had expected it.

  "It seems that only punishment will work." The corpse elder sneered coldly.

  "Be careful not to ruin him, we might still need him." Oni no Yaiba reminded.

  "Hmph, don't you trust my methods?" Corpse Old pulled out that exquisite little knife that made my lower body feel cold, and gave me a sinister grin: "Hong Xiazi, I'm not afraid to tell you, in the past, I, Shi Dehai, was once a high-ranking eunuch in the Qing palace. The cruel punishments of the Qing dynasty are crystal clear to me! As for which methods make people wish they were dead but can't die, I know them all too well."

  The old blind man felt my face and chest with one hand, then circled around my arm, roughly understanding the structure. He switched the small knife to a thin embroidery needle as fine as a hair, and threatened: "Let's start from stabbing the heart, shall we? One thin needle will pierce the heart, and if the position is controlled well, every heartbeat will be stabbed once, but it won't break through, just extremely painful... Heh heh heh, or should I stab the lungs instead? Every breath will bring extreme pain, and people can only hold their breath, but after holding it for too long, they'll need to take a deep breath again, which would be even more heart-wrenching."

  Hei Xiazi unbuttoned my 'chest' clothes, and suddenly, my face turned pale, a chill ran straight to the 'door' of my brain.

  "Old corpse, good discussion, don't be impulsive..." I endured the cold light flashing on the embroidered 'flower' needle, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and begged: "Let me think about it, don't execute punishment so quickly, I didn't say I wouldn't confess, everything is better discussed, executing punishment hurts feelings, right?"

  "Heh heh, you've got three minutes." The corpse elder said with a hearty laugh.

  I let out a sigh of relief.

  Just then, the 'door' was suddenly opened. I found that Lao Shi and Gui Ye Jia's facial expressions had changed, I slightly raised my head and looked towards the 'door'.

  All I saw was a robust man with a purplish complexion, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, staring at us with a dull expression.

  "Chu zi, how did you come back? Where are the others?" Gu Ye asked.

  Oni no Ya just about to go up and close the 'door', Shi Lao grabbed him with one hand, saying in a low voice: "He's possessed."