Chapter Seventeen: Arson

  Qin Zhong turned around and grabbed hold of Guo Dafu, pulling him into his own arms with a sudden jerk.

  Kuo Ta-fu's body suddenly bent forward, but at this moment, the black shadow behind him actually hugged Kuo Ta-fu's waist, and that face, which might be etched in Kuo Ta-fu's memory for the rest of his life, was tightly pressed against Kuo Ta-fu's body.

  In the blink of an eye, Guo Dafu's back was already soaked through, some of it his own sweat, and some of it the pus flowing down from that ghostly face.

  Qin Zhong gazed at the ghost that was chasing him, and on its face seemed to be an inexplicable smile. He understood in his heart that he wasn't afraid of a ghost's cry, but what he feared most was seeing a ghost smile. If he really saw a ghost smile, then it would mean either the ghost had died or a person had perished.

  "What are you dawdling for? Let's go." Old Mushroom finally spoke his first words since entering the village.

  Qin Zhong immediately looked over and saw that Yingzi and Lao Mo had already run out to a distance of nearly 100 meters away from them.

  "Big fortune, never mind, let's go."

  With a ghost hanging from his waist, can he still run? This was what Guo Dafu thought in his heart, but what he never expected was that running with the ghost actually made him run even faster, and he even overtook Qin Zhong.

  Qin Zhong ran while using the double knives in his hand to remove the yellow soil from the tombstones they passed by, this was truly digging up the ancestral graves. To be honest, Qin Zhong was also helpless and despicable. But when he looked again at the female ghost embracing Guo Da Fu's waist, her entire body floated elegantly, as if it were a special effects shot.

  Guo Dafu ran as if he had a tail, floating and quite spirited.

  Qin Zhong shouted again: "Think of a way to get rid of her."

  Guo Dafu was flustered upon hearing this, never expecting his speed to be so fast yet still unable to shake off that female ghost. This made him both anxious and infuriated: "Boss, this ghost is really something, I just can't get rid of it!"

  Qin Zhong was about to catch up with Guo Dafu's footsteps, when the female ghost turned her face towards Qin Zhong, a lump of flesh on her face, and smiled. At that moment, a pool of pus flowed out from the holes on her face.

  Just as Qin Zhong was about to strike with both swords, turning the female ghost into mush, she smiled and released her hands from Guo Dafu's waist. She floated towards Qin Zhong's back, and before he could turn around, her hands had already reached his neck.

  Qin Zhong suddenly felt a bad premonition, his body sank down, and with a burst of strength in his legs, he darted out horizontally. Suddenly turning around, he made a fierce slash with his knife, and the twin blades brought forth a white cold light that sliced through the female ghost's body. In an instant, the female ghost's body was cut into three sections.

  Qin Zhong thought he had succeeded, but the female ghost's body, which had been cut into three sections, suddenly healed as if nothing was wrong. However, when she chased after Qin Zhong, her face was filled with anger and no longer wore the smile from before. At this moment, the female ghost spoke in a strange, eerie voice, saying: "You little brat want to die."

  At the same time, Guo Dafu raised his gun high and both shots hit the female ghost, but she didn't care at all, instead becoming more and more fierce as she chased after Qin Zhong.

  Qin Zhong secretly thought it was not good, if that's the case, then the vengeful spirits here are likely to be so difficult to deal with. Wouldn't that mean he'd have to take a whole company of female ghosts out? If they were pinched by ghosts, it would be strange if they didn't fall ill and die.

  At this moment, Lao Mo said from the front: "The ghosts here are all unjustly killed ghosts, there's no way, we can only run, our method is no match for theirs."

  "I don't believe it, I just don't think these ghosts have no weaknesses at all. If my knife doesn't work, then I'll think of another way." Qin Zhong's mind was racing quickly, occasionally turning his head to look back at the grave he had hacked at, but not a single ghost emerged, only those that were farther away from him, which he couldn't chop with his knife, came out.

  This little bit just proves that what he learned from his grandfather's few books about the Yin house is correct. Although it's a bit unscrupulous, there's no other way. At present, he is also being forced to do so, and he thinks of another way to collect evil spirits. If using knives and spells doesn't work, then we have to come up with another trick, set fire and burn the tomb of the evil spirit, and the ghost will disappear immediately.

  Although Qin Zhong felt a glimmer of hope when he thought of this, when he turned his head and looked around, there were hundreds of nameless graves where people had died unjustly. Which one belonged to the female ghost? How could he set fire to it? He sighed inwardly.

  Thinking of this, Qin Zhong and Guo Da Fu had already followed the old mushroom's footsteps. However, the female ghost's hand had already grasped Qin Zhong's shoulder, just short of stretching out her other hand to his neck. Qin Zhong wouldn't give her that opportunity, he continued to dodge the female ghost's two hands back and forth.

  When he thought it was time to take action, he gritted his teeth and somehow managed to get a wooden stick. He wrapped the pure cotton-lined shirt of Guo Dafu with the stick and ignited it with a lighter.

  After all, the weather is relatively cool, although the trees here are green, but most of the graves in this village have a layer of dry grass on top, so it's extremely simple to set fire and burn everything.

  But as soon as Qin Zhong's torch was lit, the female ghost suddenly froze in shock and stopped chasing him. Her whole body trembled with cold, her face which seemed to be still oozing pus turned pale, and the black blood that had been flowing appeared to have coagulated. When she saw the torch clearly in Qin Zhong's hand, she muttered: "You little brat, you actually thought of this trick, do you really want to burn down our village?"

  Qin Zhong's eyebrows were tightly knitted, his eyes glaring angrily at the female ghost: "I won't set fire to the incense, I won't let you guys off either!"

  "I won't."

  "That's it, we have to get rid of one of us, wait for death!" Qin Zhong ignited the flames on a nearby tomb with his hand, and then he started igniting several other tombs. After setting fire to all the tombs within reach, the flames in this cemetery were almost out of control, and the sparks spread extremely quickly. Before long, the entire village was ablaze, with flames shooting up into the sky, a sea of red.

  Lao Mo also stopped in his tracks, he turned around and looked at Qin Zhong, seemingly unable to imagine that Qin Zhong would make such a move. His mouth trembled as he said: "Qin Zhong, do you know what you've done? This time you managed to escape, but you should know that these ghosts won't let you off the hook when you turn back."

  "Let it go, but I have no choice, anyway, I want to survive and get out of here. Besides, the village of tombs is absolutely not right, this place should be cursed by someone, otherwise, only a small part of the wronged ghosts would reincarnate, and the rest would stay here and become evil spirits." Qin Zhong's analytical ability was simply super, first-rate.

  And after Qin Zhong set the fire, Guo Daifu stared straight at the female ghost with his eyes wide open and said in a daze: "My god, this trick is so effective? Look, the female ghost has started to sweat."

  "Sweating is just right, this proves that he can't hold on for much longer. Look at her now, she doesn't even have the energy to pounce on us." But what Qin Zhong saw at this time was the female ghost's painful face, her gradually disappearing body, and just before the female ghost completely disappeared, a drop of painful and reluctant tears seemed to flow from his eyes.

  "Alas, let's go, leave here as soon as possible, we'll talk about it later."

  The old mushroom took a look at Qin Zhong, and no longer had the kind of arrogant and clever appearance he had when they started. Instead, he quietly walked ahead, and after nearly an hour of winding around, he finally led Qin Zhong and the others out of the village. After leaving the village, Qin Zhong brought up something: "We need to find a place to rest for a bit. Having stayed in the village for so long, no matter what, we have to let out some of the yin energy on our bodies and relieve it."

  The old mushroom just obeyed the command and stopped, Guo Dafu threw the dead man's head in his hand to the old mushroom: "Take it, you've been carrying a dead man's head for a while, you must be tired to death."

  "Okay, I'll carry it."

  Seeing the state of Lao Mo, Qin Zhong felt that something was off. Had he been subdued by his own reckless behavior? Or had he been scared stiff? However, he still didn't take the initiative to ask Lao Mo and simply sat on the side of the road panting.

  The village of Nangou was emitting thick black smoke, and almost all the graves had been burned to ashes.