Chapter 42: Phantom Face Transformation

  White shadows fluttered and disappeared, all gone was the gentle words and soft feelings of just now. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, making people's hair stand on end.

  I don't know how long it took, but when I and Old Qian slowly woke up, we found ourselves lying in a secret cave. Through the small square hole on the tightly closed door, light was shining in.

  I struggled to get up and looked outside. Where were the lotus flowers, where was a crowd of delicate women? But it was white bones everywhere, a vast expanse of bleak whiteness.

  "Alas, Mother has fallen into a cult again."

  Looking closer, on the white bones, a black mist floated faintly, alternating between black and white, all of which were yin souls. The pool of emerald water that was discovered when entering earlier had turned pitch black and shiny, completely losing its former scenery. However, there was no sign of the master of the Flower Pool, nor was there even half a ghost shadow in sight.

  This place is called Desire Flower Pool, which naturally attracts people's desires and hinders their souls.

  A bad idea arose from the bottom of his heart, damn it, I'm afraid he's encountered the legendary resurrection.

  Lao Qian also came over, anxiously asking what's wrong, is there something strange? When I just arrived, I wanted to advise you not to venture into any more unfamiliar places. This southern village is probably a gathering place for ghosts!

  Outside the steep slope, a strong gust of wind blows, and several strands of black air float in. A tall and dark figure walks hastily at the front, followed by a group of black ghosts.

  The voice came over. The black ghost asked the people around him, are you dizzy? Not dead yet, damn it, I'm just afraid you won't be gentle.

  Dark wind entered the bones, the cave door suddenly opened, bright light poured in, and we couldn't open our eyes for a moment.

  The black ghost stood up and said: "Are you the legendary Righteous Spirit Envoy? Are you the ones who have been causing trouble in Nan Village?"

  Damn it, another idiot is framing us. Old Qian and I suddenly stood up, taking a step forward to stand outside the cave, not allowing them to confuse us again.

  "I said: 'Where are the evil spirits? How dare you commit such atrocities? Don't you fear that I will capture you all?'"

  A burst of loud laughter came over. Turning around, he said to those behind him, "Bring everything up."

  "My goodness, my blood is rushing up, grandma's place, this move is also too despicable. The ones being dragged away are actually Zhang Mei, Hong Yizi, and Ling Mao. Behind them is a guy crying out loud, who turns out to be Liu Pang, and Zhao Cai looks like he has a gloomy face."

  "You took me in, I'll take their lives first." The black ghost chuckled.

  I saw Zhang Mei's face, a sheet of pale white, whiter than usual, and frighteningly so. She didn't say a word, just hung her head silently. Liu Pang's shouting voice had an eerie tone, unlike his usual self. And Zhao Cai, the most composed one, had a pair of eyes shining with an inexplicable brightness.

  A doubt suddenly arose in his heart, what's going on? Just came out and something happened again.

  "Where is Master Lotus Pond?" I shouted loudly.

  A sneer came from the black ghost, who took a step forward, staring at me with cold and fierce eyes, like a knife cutting through me and Old Qian.

  Lao Qian shouted loudly beside her: "Sister-in-law, can you hear me?" There was no response.

  Something strange happened. I suddenly took out the copper bell, held it high and shouted: "The copper bell is struck, the fierce ghost can't escape, why don't you let us go quickly?"

  The black ghost laughed even louder and said: "The copper bell was given to you by that stinky Taoist, right? It can scare others, but it can't scare me."

  What a strange thing this is, it's actually not afraid of the copper bell, and it seems to be able to tell the origin of the copper bell. It can't be that there's trouble in the Taoist world, right?

  Suddenly there was a loud rumbling noise outside, and to our surprise, row after row of coffins were arranged right in front of us.

  "These are prepared for you, if things don't go well today, get into the coffin and go to the Ghost Spirit Cave that has collapsed." The black ghost shouted.

  I stepped on a lotus flower and suddenly rushed forward, charging at the black ghost. The black ghost flashed by, but a wave of stench came over me, and the ground was covered in a dark patch.

  I called out to Lao Qian: "Don't be afraid, help me fight off the ghost. Damn it, we're human, how can we be afraid of ghosts?"

  Lao Qian also rushed forward, desperately punching and kicking with his hands and feet, shouting loudly in his mouth. But the others searched for some familiar people, but there was still no response.

  The black devil dodged us two and sneered coldly, saying: "Don't be ungrateful, if I wanted your lives, I would have taken them long ago, why wait until now."

  Indeed, just now didn't let us die off, looks like still doesn't want to really get rid of us.

  Suddenly, another loud noise came from outside, and a large number of white flags poured in. Under the white flags were all thin and dark ghosts holding them, letting out shrill howls, their shadows fluttering wildly.

  This is not an ordinary lineup, there must be something strange about it.

  I and Old Qian stopped, our frantic scratching and hitting were indeed useless, apparently neither of us could hurt a single hair on the other.

  The black ghost swung its hands, and the stone coffin lids opened abruptly. Inside, a bunch of dry corpses suddenly sat up. I was even more shocked, staring blankly, damn it, aren't these the dry corpses from the Ghost Spirit Cave? When did this guy bring them all here?

  The black ghost let out a sinister laugh and said loudly: "Hurry up and come see the guest."

  A strange cry filled the air, and to our surprise, a group of desiccated corpses suddenly flew up. But they were actually just bats covered in blood. They swirled around our heads, fluttering ceaselessly. The black ghost waved its hand, and the bats abruptly stopped flying, all of them swooping into the coffins, where more desiccated corpses lay.

  It's not a fake resurrection or anything, damn it, this is a ghost face transformation. It's those Shadowless Gate people again.

  The black ghost suddenly burst out laughing, circling around us, seemingly admiring his prey. Old Qian and I glared at each other in anger. We were really screwed, humiliated by this neither-human-nor-ghost guy like this.

  I coldly said: "What's your real skill in pretending to be a god, isn't it just wanting my old man's blood? Come and kill me."

  The black ghost burst out laughing: "What's the hurry, aren't you always so proud of yourself? I'm going to let you see that in this world of yin and yang, the smartest person is not that stinky Taoist priest you rely on as your benefactor, but me, a southern barbarian."

  A black ghost suddenly spun around, a strong gust of wind blew up, and in the blink of an eye, the black ghost rose into the air, letting out a strange, cawing cry. Two blood-red eyeballs stared out, and with a loud laugh, it said, "How's that? I told you it wouldn't be easy, right? And yet you still bring out this broken copper bell to scare me? Go to hell, you damned horse's ass!"

  Nanmanzi always calls Qing Shan Dao Chang a bootlicker, probably because he can't get any favors himself.

  "Now I don't want your blood, damn it! You stupid fool was deceived into being a ghost yang knife, and now you can't even escape the crime of shedding blood. Don't try to deceive me, I know that to become a spirit knife, this stinky little brat's spiritual blood is just a catalyst. Damn it, it still can't be done yet! Now, have you seen my work?"

  The Nanmanzi laughed more and more complacently, laughing loudly one after another. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding small ghosts chirped and laughed continuously. Suddenly, they transformed into blood bats. The Nanmanzi waved his hand again, and suddenly, they all turned into the soul spirits in the ghost cave.

  Nanmanzi was even more pleased, and after a few steps forward, he waved his hand. Ah, it's still the Blood Bat. He waved his hand again, and it was Zhao Cai and others that we were familiar with.

  You're playing tricks on us, treating us like an audience, enjoying yourself while showing off your mother's...

  The southern barbarian, however, paid no attention to our anger and was having a great time. He let out a loud, eerie laugh, seemingly delighted with his own actions.

  "The old man wants you to help with a big thing, mom, now the old man can be satisfied." Nanmanzi felt extremely good about himself.

  Don't mention the blood of the spirit, it's actually aware of the subtlety of the spirit becoming a knife. What great thing will be accomplished? Looking at its excitement, damn, this is no small matter.

  Wave after wave of white flags fluttered, and the Southern Barbarian waved his hand, but they turned into long snakes spitting out venom, scaring me and Old Qian to retreat repeatedly. The Southern Barbarian was even more pleased, laughing loudly, waving his hand again, and the white flags filled the air once more. These were soul-guiding flags, but they had been transformed by the Southern Barbarian's magic.

  So delicate, yet showing off one by one, what's the point of this?

  Suddenly a fragrance wafted up, and soft voices came over, like the voices of the many young ladies who had just entered the Flower Pool.

  The Nanmanzi smiled gloomily and waved her hand, those illusory blood bats brought a group of girls over, oh my, aren't these the Desire Flower Pool Master and those girls? Have they also been controlled by Nanmanzi?

  I was shocked beyond measure, and in just a short while, so many changes have taken place.

  "The old man is giving you a free show, so watch carefully." Nan Manzi suddenly said in a stern voice.

  A group of bats suddenly flew up, and the Southern Barbarian's body abruptly rose. In an instant, he was hovering above the heads of the young ladies. The master of the Lotus Pond, who was sandwiched in between, had a ghastly expression at this moment. I thought to myself, "You don't know what you've gotten us into now that we're trapped by the Southern Barbarian's spell. We're all doomed." Forcing us to drink tea must mean there's something going on, and it's related to Ling Miao Ran in some unclear way. They were trying to confuse us so we wouldn't know what was happening, but little did they know that while they were putting on a show up front, someone was sneaking around behind them. The Southern Barbarian took advantage of the situation, and now I'm trapped, you're trapped... damn it, this is a fine mess we've gotten ourselves into!

  Just as they were indulging in wild fantasies, the Southern Barbarian suddenly spat out black blood, and a column of blood gushed out, spraying towards the girls. In a state of shock, they let out a chorus of terrified screams. The girls were instantly covered in black blood, and after struggling for a while, the black blood came even more urgently.

  My goodness, next, I saw a miserable scene that would haunt me for the rest of my life. The black blood was like asphalt used to pave roads, covering the bodies of many girls. At this moment, the Southern Barbarian let out a loud shout, and immediately there were mournful cries all around. The skin of those girls had been stripped off, revealing their white bones. But what's even more terrifying is that these skeletons were still twisting and struggling, letting out mournful cries from their mouths.

  But those human skins, however, were suddenly lifted up by a group of little rascals who put them on with giggles and laughter, instantly becoming the same as the group of girls from earlier, coquettishly posing and making merry.

  On the other side, the master of the Desire Flower Pool and his followers all turned into white bones, silenced by the barbarian's hand.

  "My eyes were about to split open, and I shouted: 'Damn it, you southern barbarian, if you're looking for me, just look for me, no need to harm these girls!'"

  The Nanmanzi was still spinning around, admiring those girls, to put it accurately, like a victor admiring his work. Upon hearing my words, he gave me a white eye and said: "You shut up, mom's, watch the show properly, call out again and I'll strip you too! I'm a man of principle, how could I harm innocent people? Don't worry, I'm just temporarily borrowing their flower-like appearance for use. Mom's, my shadow technique is still not as strong as that stinky Taoist priest, so I can only borrow it. Don't worry, their true bodies are stored here temporarily, and once I've used them up, they'll naturally return. What's the rush?"

  Look at this momentum, white flags fluttering one after another, and the crowd from Nan Village, including that cunning woman, as well as those stone coffins... damn it, what is this Southern barbarian trying to do, getting so excited!