Chapter 42: Ninja Sword

  The flash of swords in the darkness is undoubtedly going to disrupt this dull, quiet and seemingly sacred night. The clashing sound of blades, the chaotic footsteps, the urgent breathing, all make the scene quite lively.

  The believers present seemed to hear something wrong, only hearing Guo Dafu shouting loudly: "Damn it, who turned off the lights for Grandpa, turn them on!"

  As soon as he shouted, the congregation, who had already felt something was off, immediately restored the lights in the courtyard to their original state. As soon as the lights came back on, the shaman lightly jumped towards the wall and cut the power cord hanging from the utility pole with one slash of his knife. Instantly, all the lights in the courtyard went out again, and the entire courtyard was quiet once more.

  Qin Zhong glanced at his two knives in the few seconds of light, and found that the two kitchen knives he had bought with dozens of dollars of public funds had been knocked into serrated edges. He helplessly inserted the knife back into his waist and prepared to climb over the wall to chase after him, but before he could move, he heard someone whispering behind him: "Don't move, if you want your life, don't make trouble, I can catch you here, and I can take your life at any time."

  Qin Zhong saw that this person was indeed up to no good, but for now, he didn't seem to have the intention of killing him. It seemed that he had no choice but to follow this person's arrangements, otherwise things might not end well.

  Qin Zhong was driven out of the yard by this man with a knife, and several pedestrians nearby saw the scene, but no one dared to say a word. He was pulled out of the yard by Saman, and suddenly felt his neck being struck violently, his mind went blank, and he fell to the ground in front of him.

  It wasn't until much later that Qin Zhong discovered his hands and feet were tightly bound. When he came to, the pain in his neck stimulated his heart and lungs. However, when he looked around at the scene, all of the followers were staring at him, while the shaman stood in the center of the stage, beating the divine drum ceaselessly, shaking the seed jingling bells, and the skirt lining spinning wildly under the night light.

  "Just now everyone saw that the soul of our young master is in this person's body. Now let me dig out this person's heart and take back the young master's soul, so that our clan can be reborn." As soon as the shaman said this, Qin Zhong suddenly froze, what does this mean, could it be that he really fell for it?

  Guo Dafu was frantically rushing around the scene, and in a few steps he rushed to the middle of the scene, swinging his fists. However, the shaman's footwork was agile, flying up and down, and in a few moves, Guo Dafu was pressed under his feet: "Hmph, I am the ancestor who has been possessed by the spirits, you little ghosts dare to come here and make trouble, watch me deal with you."

  The shaman's voice was a bit effeminate, and the drumstick in his hand was made of coarse hemp rope. He raised it as if to strike Guo Dafu's head.

  The scene was incredibly tense, Guo Dafu was beaten and also tied up by these superstitious followers, hanging beside Qin Zhong.

  Shaman looked at Qin Zhong with a smug expression and muttered: "You two little bastards have ruined my good deeds again, today you will die here."

  "Haha, someone's lost their life, and you still want to escape?" Qin Zhong's expression was calm and collected, as if nothing had happened.

  The muscles on Na's face twitched twice, and due to the thick makeup on his face and it being nighttime, Qin Zhong could only make out the person's outline. Adding to that, the person's voice was clearly fake, so Qin Zhong's accuracy rate could only be around eighty percent.

  "Kid, no need to be stubborn, let you witness the ultimate treasure of our great Japanese Empire."

  As soon as this sentence came out, Qin Zhong was completely sure that this person was the mastermind behind all the strange things that had been happening in Cave 137 and afterwards. However, his motive might be what the female ghost said - a descendant of Japan, entangled with national "honor".

  Qin Zhong couldn't wait to die here, his hands behind him were not idle, although they were tied together by two hands, but he was desperately untying the rope.

  After the shaman took out the blade from his arms, he carefully looked at it. This was a short blade used by Japanese ninjas for assassination, generally held in reverse grip with the main purpose of slitting throats.

  "Haha, Ninja Blade, good stuff, but you can't compare to my ancient dagger that's over a thousand years old." Qin Zhong said this, and the Shaman's eyes suddenly lit up, his face turning extremely awkward.

  "Say it again, that ancient dagger from thousands of years ago, is it the one Old Geng had? Quick, tell me where you put it?" This guy really didn't mind being tired, muttering to himself in a low voice, so much so that no one around him could hear.

  Qin Zhong's mouth curled up, and he smiled faintly: "I'm not sure about that. I think everything you've done is probably for this dagger, but I won't tell you unless you let me go."

  Nasam immediately put away his ninja sword and brought his face close to Qin Zhong: "Do you know that dagger is our family's *, if it wasn't for your grandfather hiding it, I would have returned to Japan long ago. But since it has come to this, I might as well tell you, that dagger and the one in my hand are a pair. Not to mention my family's honor, even if we sell it, it can guarantee you a life of wealth and glory."

  "Well, I don't know then. If you have the ability, let me go and come with me to get the dagger. Otherwise, humph, whether to kill or to spare is up to you."

  This guy is really obedient, it seems he really wants to get that other knife, but Qin Zhong didn't say where it was, and if he kills Qin Zhong, he won't be able to find it even more. Moreover, the time for jumping has been long enough, if he doesn't end it quickly, he will also expose himself.

  The shaman tapped Qin Zhong a few times with his hand, and immediately the divine drum was raised high, beating continuously for over a dozen times. In the midst of this, it seemed as if the ghost of a small child appeared in the center of the scene.

  Others can't see it, but Qin Zhong can see it clearly. From this point on, it can only be said that the Shaman technique is absolutely not covered up, and it seems to have its own effect. Although it's a bit evil, the little boy's ghost really came back.

  As soon as the shaman finished his ritual, the child lying in front of the altar immediately sat up, looked around clearly at the shaman and then at his parents, seemingly unaware of what had happened to him.

  The child's parents were overjoyed and gave Saman a large sum of money. However, after Saman accepted the money, when he looked back at Qin Zhong and Guo Da Fu, there were only two knots left on the tree, but the people were gone. When he lightly jumped out of the wall, he saw Qin Zhong and Guo Da Fu running towards the forest.

  The shaman's face revealed a smile: "Want to run, I've never been outrun by anyone." This guy took off his own shamanic robe, and with a loud rustling sound, he started running towards Qin Zhong's back, the ninja sword raised as if it was about to fly towards Qin Zhong's ankle.

  At this moment, Qin Zhong pulled out the antique dagger in his arms: "If you have the ability, come and take it, I'm waiting for you."

  The two people ran in the direction of their own cars, they could have gotten into the car and escaped from the scene, but Qin Zhong thought that he must see the guy's face, he must confirm his idea.

  At this moment, the shaman had changed into a black night-traveling suit, and his head was also shiny. It was this person, the mysterious bald man. When he saw the knife in Qin Zhong's hand, he went crazy, and it seemed that he was about to catch up with Qin Zhong and Guo Dafu. But suddenly, the guy stopped moving, staring at Qin Zhong with wide eyes.

  "Let's see if your knife is faster, or my gun is faster." Qin Zhong's gun was given to him by Guo Dafu, because Guo Dafu had never played with guns before, so he could only hand over this contraband military equipment to Qin Zhong to show off. But Qin Zhong's demeanor really intimidated the newcomer, and under the moonlight, Qin Zhong finally saw the ninja's face clearly.

  That ninja took off his mask, pointing at Qin Zhong with the knife in his hand: "You little brat are just like your grandfather and that old man who has already become a ghost. Don't be too proud of yourself yet, I will settle this matter sooner or later."

  "Hmph, you've been following our family for so long and yet you're still causing trouble here. I never thought that you would be a ghost." As soon as Qin Zhong finished speaking, the ninja's hands suddenly produced white mist, and in an instant, a puff of smoke appeared, revealing several fierce ghosts who surrounded Qin Zhong.