Chapter Fifty-One: Crazy X Lower Jaw

  "Hehe, not now, but soon my baby will be born."

  "Ruo Lan said fiercely: 'What's the point of talking to this psycho? I'd rather see what he really wants to do!'"

  Zhu Ling smiled and said: "You can't think of calling for help either, you are not in the Lei Gong Inn now. There is no one around here."

  "Isn't this the Lei Gong Hotel?"

  "I normally use a rickshaw to deliver goods every day, so it's easy for me to smuggle you out."

  "What exactly do you want to do?"

  Zhu Lingdao said, "You've been to the Leigong Mountains, you must have seen the three skeletons on that empty land. You don't know, this place of punishment is exactly where my 'Ghost Burial' was born, and it's also the place where I came into this real world as a child."

  I actually couldn't understand what the waiter Zhu Huiling was saying, I only knew that he had become mentally deranged due to his obsession with writing horror stories like "Ghost Burial". However, now I have to chat with him and stall for time.

  I said, "Yes, I've been to that place and I've seen those three wooden stakes with three very old skeletons on them. However, judging from the age of those three skeletons, they should be older than you. I'd like to know what relationship do these three wooden stakes and the three skeletons have with you?"

  "Yes, haha, it's really like that. If you ask me what the relationship is, I can only tell you that it was my first time to mistakenly enter the Leigong Mountains and see these three skeletons. At that time, I was so surprised that I almost went crazy! Do you know why? Because I had written a similar scene in "Ghost Burial"! Three wooden stakes with three skeletons, they perfectly matched the world of my "Ghost Burial"! That's why I stayed at Leigong Hotel and willingly became a servant who suffered from the boss's bullying."

  His face was filled with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, and he continued: "In my 'Ghost Burial', the three wooden stakes and three skeletons have a profound meaning, hiding the ultimate secret of the Ghost Burial world. Even I, as the author, couldn't figure out this ultimate secret that I created myself. So, I later decided to bring the Ghost Burial world into the real world, letting it grow and expand - just like my baby, which was conceived four years ago, 48 months later, is finally born, haha! He let out a twisted laugh, then turned around and rubbed his fingers against the wall, making a screeching noise.

  Then, Zhu Xue Ling turned around, laughing and said: "You should feel honored, proud, because you can become a part of my Ghost Burial World, hahaha."

  He said as he squatted down and picked up a hard and long iron awl from the ground, with an extremely sharp tip.

  "He said: 'I want the three of your fresh blood to baptize the skin of my ghost-buried infant.' Zhuo Ling held up an iron awl, step by step approaching us."

  The shadow of death, once again like a dark cloud, slowly envelops us, and is about to swallow us up.

  "Wait, Zhū Líng, where did you stop serializing 'Ghost Burial'? Even if I really offered my blood as a sacrifice for your Ghost Burial Infant, I believe it would want me to at least know what stage it has grown to, don't you think?"

  "Is that so? Do you really want to know? Are you really interested? Or are you just stalling for time?"

  I quickly turned my face to Chen Qiuyang on my right and made eye contact, Chen Qiuyang immediately understood, he said: "Yes, yes, I was a loyal fan of the book "Ghost Burial" at that time, this is written too wonderfully! I remember the content of the no man's land inside, it's simply irresistible for me, I chased after reading every day! I remember there were many nose worms, and many strange babies, many scary monsters!"

  Zhu Ling heard Chen Qiuyang's constant praise, a proud expression floated on his face, and he smiled with joy, saying: "Really? Are you deceiving me?"

  "No, no, how could I deceive you?"

  "Alright, then tell me, what's the name of the main character?" Chen Qiuyang suddenly panicked. Actually, at that time when he was browsing online, he only occasionally saw that "Ghost Burial" had just been updated and opened the webpage out of boredom to take a casual look.

  He didn't seriously watch this show, he just vaguely remembered that there were big-headed baby monsters, no-man's land, and snot worms in it. As for what characters were inside and what their names were, he hadn't paid attention at all. Even if he had seen the male lead's name back then, he definitely wouldn't remember now, and this suddenly exposed him!

  But I have confidence in Chen Qiuyang, because I vaguely remember that he mentioned the name of the male protagonist when talking about Daxiong Guaiying that day. It's just that at that time, we all listened and forgot, without remembering what Chen Qiuyang said. Unexpectedly, Chen Qiuyang actually mentioned the name of the male protagonist when mentioning "Gui Zang" for the first time, but unexpectedly, he couldn't remember it when talking about "Gui Zang" for the second time!

  "Wait a minute, let me think about it, I'm sure I remember."

  Zhu Ling's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, and she said viciously: "You're just cheating me, you're not my book fan at all."

  He raised the iron awl in his hand at Chen Qiuyang, saying: "I hate it most when others deceive me! Now I'll start with you!"

  "Wait, wait, wait! Let me think, I just suddenly went blank and can't remember. As a writer, you should understand that in such an emergency situation, one's memory would naturally decline due to intense mental stress. Give me another chance!"

  "Alright, I'll give you 1 minute. If you can't tell me the name of the male lead in my novel 'Ghost Burial' within 1 minute, I'll take your dog's life 1 minute later!"

  Chen Qiuyang recklessly and randomly guessed, casually reporting a few names: "Zi Mo, Yu Xuan, Zi Han, Ting Feng, Li Kui..." He reported a string of common male protagonist names, but they were all wrong.

  Time has passed for 48 seconds, Zhu Huiling started the countdown. Chen Qiuyang's mind suddenly popped out a name, yes, it was the name of a character in "Ghost Burial", he said: "Yang Zhou, is Yang Zhou!"

  Zhu Ling smiled and nodded. Chen Qiuyang let out a sigh of relief and said, "Good, I remembered!"

  I thought it could temporarily resolve a crisis and delay for some more time, but unexpectedly Zhu Huiling said: "The Yangzhou you mentioned is indeed a character in my 'Ghost Burial'. However, unfortunately, I have to tell you that Yangzhou is just a supporting role. The real male protagonist's name is Zhu Huiling. No mistake, it's my own name."

  Chen Qiuyang suddenly cooled down and said: "Forget it, just die then, no more begging for mercy."

  Zhu Ling smiled and suddenly became very polite. He bowed to us with great courtesy, saying: "Then I won't be polite."

  The iron awl in his hand was about to stab Chen Qiuyang. At this critical moment, the wooden door was blasted open and a group of people rushed in.

  "Put your hands up, don't move!" It turned out that Ruan Defeng led a group of police officers to break in and rescue us just in time. The police held their guns and surrounded Zhu Huiling.

  "Who would have thought that you'd secretly notify your friends to come and rescue you? I've truly miscalculated. Zhu Shi San, five hundred years ago we were one family, today although I failed, but no one can stop my son, Gui Mu, from truly descending upon the mortal realm. By then, the fresh blood of you three will definitely be used to baptize his flesh."

  He finished speaking, and suddenly with a swift speed, the iron awl in his hands was inserted upwards with great force. The sharp awl pierced through his lower jaw, out of his mouth, and into his upper row of teeth, then he fell into a pool of blood.

  We were rescued from the wooden stakes with the help of others. The police had us make a statement on the spot, and then took Zhu Huiling away.

  After the police left, I couldn't help but hug Ruan Defeng and said: "Really thank you so much, Dr. Ruan, if it wasn't for you, the three of us would have been dead long ago."

  "Wei Fengdao said, 'No need to thank me, if you must thank someone, thank yourself. If I hadn't made the right calculations, I wouldn't have known you were in danger and I wouldn't have been able to make it in time to save you. Luckily, I did.'"

  "Hey, hey, Thirteen, what are you two talking about? I don't understand a thing. By the way, Dr. Ruan, how did you know we were in danger and that we're here? Weren't you still by that river with the Betta fish parasites helping those poor kids?"

  "Wei Dongfeng smiled lightly and said, "Isn't it your wise president? He told me about the tracker on that day when we parted ways, and also taught me how to use my mobile phone to search for your signal. He told me that if one day during the daytime you all gather together, especially Zhu Thirteen, if you don't move for more than 10 minutes, it means you're in danger. I will call his mobile phone, and if he doesn't answer, then I'll be sure he's in danger."

  "So you know why I've been moving around during the day these days?"

  "You're really too awesome at thirteen!"

  We barely escaped with our lives, and everyone felt exhausted. After coming out of the basement, we only then realized that Zhu Mu Ling's basement was below those three wooden stakes with three skeletons on them. Standing under these three wooden stakes, I fell into deep thought: "What is the story behind these three skeletons on the three wooden stakes?"

  Ruan Feng walked up to me and said, "I heard the fathers of those children by the river say that this place was actually where a tragic event occurred 30 years ago. A five-month pregnant woman from a nearby village was kidnapped by three outsiders and brutally raped here, resulting in one death and two lives lost. The villagers later caught the three thugs and privately punished them - tying them up here to starve to death."