Chapter 7
Chapter 7
The Beheaded Ghost of Qingfeng Hall was struck with horror upon hearing those words.
“Wraith Bone?!”
“You can’t eat that!”
It was no wonder Qingfeng was so agitated. Consuming a Wraith Bone meant one would never be reincarnated!
The soul would drift aimlessly through this world, enduring the agony of a thousand cuts every single moment.
It truly was a fate where one could neither live nor die!
In the long history of our country, only that madman Huang Chao had ever eaten one after his defeat at Wolf-Tiger Valley.
As a result, he turned into a fierce ghost after death, leading his remnant spirits and defeated generals to terrorize the region for a thousand years.
It wasn’t until he provoked Liu Bowen that he was finally suppressed beneath the Shouyang Stele.
Tonight was destined to be a night of endless troubles.
Just as the two elders were about to swallow the Wraith Bone, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed from the snow-capped mountain.
The sound was like muffled thunder.
Old Li asked, “Is it an avalanche?”
Deaf Granny shook her head. “It’s not an avalanche. Look at the expressions on these filthy things-they’re afraid!”
“Ghosts aren’t afraid of avalanches!”
As they spoke, the roaring stopped abruptly.
A wave of chilling cold rose from the snowy ground beneath their feet.
The crowd of ghosts huddled together in terror.
They looked exactly like startled quails.
Even Hemp-clad Grandmother’s sedan chair hurriedly floated up into the air.
Deaf Granny gave a bitter smile. “Another big fellow is coming up from underground!”
“This time, even if the two of us eat the Wraith Bone, we’ll only end up being swallowed whole!”
The already freezing weather became cold enough to turn dripping water into ice instantly.
The yin wind seemed to freeze in place, no longer howling.
Only the red moon in the sky grew more vibrant, as if it could bleed at any moment.
A figure over three meters tall rose slowly from the ground.
Blood-stained iron chains were wrapped around him, coil after coil.
At the ends of the chains, over a dozen malevolent ghosts were strung together.
They were skin and bones, struggling to endure their pain.
Their eyes were filled with dread as they stared at the massive figure, not daring to make a sound.
One of the Four Pillars, the Beheaded Ghost, cried out in shock, “The legend is true! It’s the Snow Corpse!”
Hearing this, the sedan chair carried by the female ghosts jolted violently.
Hemp-clad Grandmother didn’t even dare to say a word before she vanished on the spot.
Even Eighth Master Chang, who had been coiled around the sedan chair, was dumped onto the ground.
The crowd of ghosts scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, leaving only Deaf Granny and the others staring at each other in bewilderment.
The Snow Corpse took a few steps toward Old Li, its grey, hazy eyes quietly observing the infant in his arms.
At this moment, the infant had fallen asleep, his small face flushed with a healthy red.
Nothing seemed unusual.
Old Li wanted to take the child and dodge, but he couldn’t move at all.
It wasn’t just him; everyone else was paralyzed as well.
Eighth Master Chang, who had been accidentally stepped on by the Snow Corpse, could only make a pained expression, unable to utter a sound.
After observing for a while, the Snow Corpse stiffly tore a thin iron rod from its body.
It pulled the rod thin with force, bending it into a pitch-black earring, and pierced it through the infant’s ear.
Droplets of blood trickled out.
The infant was immediately jolted awake by the pain, wailing loudly.
Seeing this, the Snow Corpse revealed a stiff smile.
Then, it leaned over, picked up the Female Corpse from the ground, and slowly sank back into the earth.
Only then did Eighth Master Chang let out a miserable cry: “Quick, get me out of here!”
Everyone looked down and was shocked.
In just those few moments, the half of Eighth Master Chang’s body that the Snow Corpse had stepped on had been flattened and was frozen solid to the ground.
Old Li handed the infant to Deaf Granny, then he and Wang San worked together to carry Eighth Master Chang inside the house to thaw out.
So much had happened tonight that it took a long time for the group to process it all.
Wang San said with lingering fear, “Mother, those filthy things won’t come back, will they?”
Deaf Granny checked the time. “No. Dawn is coming!”
“No matter how fierce they are, they won’t dare to appear during the day!”
After saying this, Deaf Granny took a moment to calm herself before speaking again.
“Eighth Master Chang, is that legend true?”
The great snake’s aura was weak as he swayed his head with difficulty, saying, “I didn’t believe it before, but now that the Snow Corpse has appeared, it must be true!”
“But… but why did he only take the Female Corpse and not the Extreme Yin Child?”
“He even left behind… an earring…”
Everyone turned their gaze toward the sleeping infant.
Under the lamplight, the earring emitted an eerie black glow.
Old Li couldn’t help his curiosity and asked, “Deaf Granny, what’s this legend you’re talking about?”
“What exactly is a Snow Corpse?”
Deaf Granny replied as she wrapped the infant in a cotton quilt, “It’s a long story.”
“Right now, we need to figure out what to do if those filthy things come back to snatch the child tomorrow night!”
Wang San almost burst into tears upon hearing this. “Mother, those filthy things are coming back tomorrow night too?”
Deaf Granny let out a long sigh. “Not just tomorrow night. Until the child’s soul is stabilized, the filthy things will come every single day.”
“Mother, when will this kid’s soul be stable?!”
Deaf Granny looked helpless. “Speaking closes the Heavenly Gate.”
“For the soul to stabilize, we have to wait until the child can speak.”
Upon hearing this, Wang San slumped onto the kang. “Then aren’t we doomed?!”
“You said I didn’t start talking until I was six!”
Looking at Wang San’s expression, Old Li couldn’t help but tease, “You unlucky brat, that’s because you were slow!”
“Normal children start talking at one or two years old!”
Wang San couldn’t find any joy in that. He muttered, “Even if it’s one or two years… based on what happened tonight, we won’t even last one or two days!”