MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 188

After seeing the withered old woman's face clearly, Chi Yiyin was startled, and then his eyes sank.

It's not because of that contemptuous title, but because the old woman in front of her is right no matter how she looks at it.

The only thing that doesn't match...is that Qin's yellow mouse woman should be dead.

There is a coffin in the main hall of the house. When her family moved a few years ago, she threw it to the fifth aunt's family like a sweet potato.

But, none of the two coffins contained the body of the sorceress...

The old woman sneered, as if she had seen through Chi Yiyin's thoughts.

She raised her head with contempt in her eyes: "Don't judge me by ordinary people, I am a child of God, and people's life, old age, sickness and death have nothing to do with me."

Chi Yiyin took a quick look at the young man beside him. In just a few moments, he was dying, and his blood pooled under him to form a pool of blood. Has lost consciousness and comatose on the side.

And the weasel had already jumped off the beam, squatting on the window sill and watching quietly, like a vulture waiting for its prey to die.

Chi Yiyin gritted her teeth, her eyes sharp.

One moment he was still talking to himself, a good person, but the next moment he suddenly failed. The extreme contrast brought about strong emotions that could not be digested, which made him furious, like a monster whose territory had been offended.

And what caused all these changes was precisely this old woman who was suspected to be Qin's Yellow Rat Woman.

Before and after she appeared, there were all kinds of mutants.

Chi Yiyin sank his mind, suppressing his worries and anger towards the young man into his heart, and when he looked up at the old woman again, his face was already calm, as if nothing could threaten him.

"lie."

He exposed the old woman mercilessly: "If you are really not bound by the birth, old age, sickness and death of human beings, why can't you even keep your own home?"

"Move the whole family? I don't think so."

Chi Yiyin tore off the mask of gentleness, poked every word straight into the pit of the heart, and nakedly uncovered all the scars of the other party.

"Why can't your family hate you and move out of the village to avoid you?"

He sneered, and slowly uttered the syllables: "It's just ghosts who have betrayed their relatives, and they also falsely claim that they are subjects under God's protection?"

"Ah."

When Chi Yiyin wants to pretend to be a gentleman, anyone who sees him will feel good about him. But at the same time, when he no longer cares about other people's feelings, this mask turns from good to evil, and the damage it causes is also terrifying.

Almost as soon as Chi Yiyin's voice fell, the old woman was irritated and flew into a rage.

"Boy! What did you say?"

A cold wind rose from the ground, blowing up the old woman's robe. She looked like a blown up balloon, and the ornaments all over her body were also jingling.

Her hair was blown up by the strong wind, pointing straight up, her wrinkled face was even more eerie, she stretched out her skinny fingers to point at Chi Yiyin, she muttered words, and countless divine curses lost her teeth from there mouths, mad prayers encircled the room.

The temperature around Chi Yiyin dropped suddenly, as cold as an ice cellar.

The weasel roared ferociously, and quickly rushed to Chi Yiyin, its sharp claws were about to scratch his face.

Chi Yiyin raised her eyes slightly, and those blue eyes looked straight at the weasel. Those eyes without any fear were like a calm sea, deep enough to swallow any creature.

The weasel trembled, but was frightened by Chi Yiyin's gaze instead. There was a kind of... the fear of being looked into the deepest part of the soul without anything blocking it.

It was also because of this scare that it stagnated in the air for an instant.

What is enough for one second?

For Chi Yiyin, this question is equivalent to a turnaround against the wind!

He felt his soul sinking deeper, like a hammer hitting a nail into a wooden board for compaction, and the memory that was originally forcibly sealed in the deepest part burst out instantly.

The tsunami is monstrous, the source of power.

And at that very moment, the dying young man who was lying on the ground suddenly rushed towards the weasel like a puppet being manipulated.

The young man's body was still lying in a pool of blood, but his translucent soul was like an arrow flying from the string. His palm was bent into a hook, and he grabbed the weasel.

The weasel didn't expect that the young man still had the power to resist, let alone the attitude of the soul, and he was held tightly in the young man's hand without noticing it for a while.

Its sharp claws stopped right in front of Chi Yiyin, but it couldn't move any further.

At the same time, a tall figure also rushed towards Chi Yiyin from an angle, embraced him with outstretched arms, protected him firmly with his body, and blocked the knife that the old woman swung at him.

Before Chi Yiyin could react, he was embraced by a warm and firm chest, and the other's slender and powerful arms hugged him tightly, unable to break free.

And the only thing he caught in a flash of thought was a pair of golden brown eyes.

The excessive speed even caused the opponent to bring out afterimages, the golden color was like dazzling sunlight, sharp enough to cut through the darkness.

Before Chi Yiyin realized what was happening in front of him, he heard a muffled groan in his ear, and shook his arms.

Immediately, the warm liquid spread on the man's back, staining Chi Yiyin's hands.

The smell of blood filled the air.

Chi Yiyin's heart twitched, and he raised his arm subconsciously to support the man who fell heavily towards him, but when he raised his hand, he froze from the corner of his eye.

…what he sees is not red for granted.

It is a large piece of flowing gold.

Like molten gold.

The moment he was stunned, the man looked up at him deeply and smiled slightly.

"Voice..."

His breath fell on Chi Yiyin's neck, causing a tingling numbness.

Chi Yiyin thought he would hate it, but his eye sockets were already wet, and he trembled involuntarily, as if he had lost it and found it again.

It seemed that he once embraced this person in front of him, but lost it again.

And this time, they finally met again.

The **** has found his little disciple.

And believers... finally hugged the new **** into their arms, sighing in satisfaction.

"Voice."

He murmured and slowly closed his eyes.

Gold also disappeared into the darkness.

Looking over the man's shoulder, all Chi Yiyin could see was the old woman's face trembling with astonishment and fear, and...

Spinning the shattered time and space rapidly.

Like a hurricane, everything is caught in it and cannot break free.

Whether it's the house, the darkness, the sacrificial vessel, the howling weasel, or the old woman herself, or the youth who turned into a soul and appeared with another face...everything was swept into the black vortex by the violent wind.

Including Chi Yiyin and the man in front of him.

A sense of weightlessness came.

Chi Yiyin could feel that he was falling into the abyss.

When he looked up, in his field of vision, only the man who was close at hand was left. The appearance of the man and the aura on his body were as cold as the sky...

Who is hugging him, what is going on with the young man's out-of-body appearance, what is going on with the situation in front of him that is so weird that it breaks through common sense... All kinds of doubts are in Chi Yiyin's mind, like a cat playing **** of wool, I can't sort out my thoughts.

But before he could figure it out, he had already fallen into the black hole, and all doubts were gone from him. In his world, only the man who hugged him tightly remained.

The howling wind muffled all sounds.

The only thing Chi Yiyin could hear was a soft whisper in his ear.

"Yinyin, don't be afraid, I'm here."

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the name of the man in front of him.

He opened his mouth, and called out the other party's name in a trembling voice: "Li... Sijun!"

In an instant, Li Sijun opened his eyes suddenly, the light of ecstasy intertwined with the beating heartbeat.

He laughed.

The sun rises again.

in the dark.

…

When the assistant fell into a deep sleep, she didn't even realize that she was actually asleep.

He thought he was still sitting in the side room, vigilant about his surroundings, but the surrounding darkness became calm and safe, without any sound.

Until he was slapped.

assistant:"!!"

He opened his eyes in horror and looked around in panic, but there was no one around him.

Not a single ghost.

Assistant: I really saw the devil!

He shook his head, and because of the slobber at the corner of his mouth and his changed posture, he slowly realized that he had just fallen asleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled again and relaxed.

Ah... It's a dream, it's a nightmare.

But as soon as this thought came to him, when he opened his eyes, he felt that someone pulled his hair violently.

Assistant: "I%&#*!!"

"Who! Who did it! Come out!"

Don't say anything about being afraid, the anxious assistant now has one idea - to find out that turtle grandson and beat him to death!

He jumped to the ground and looked around, but it was the same as before, nothing.

There was not even a breath of wind, and the fabric beside it was still hanging there quietly.

But when the assistant touched his face and hair suspiciously, he let out a "hiss!" in pain, grinning in pain.

This guy! But he really didn't hold back at all, the strike was too heavy!

But inexplicably, the assistant felt that he heard a cold snort.

The voice of an arrogant teenager.

Not only did he not get angry because of this, he even felt very close to him and wanted to call him his ancestor.

assistant:"……"

? Shouldn't I be... a "beep-"?

When the assistant was full of doubts and looked around strangely, there were "people" who were more flustered than him.

The paper-made man locked in the coffin by Chi Yiyin shivered, and several paper-made men huddled together, scrambling to squeeze down, as if they really wanted to get out of the hole under the coffin.

Chi Yiyin warned them before leaving, and while not allowing them to hurt the assistant, he also let them act as bodyguards when the assistant was in danger.

Those few paper sticks were forced by Chi Yiyin's majesty, they didn't dare to disobey, and even did something like giving the assistant hair in advance because they were afraid that they would be blamed for the assistant's hair loss.

But now... in the face of that majestic coercion, Zhizharen was left with nothing but fear.

will die! Must die!

Compared with humans, they are closer to "beasts", and their survival instinct drives them to flee, but they dare not even get out of this coffin, lest they face such a terrible existence.

The assistant couldn't sense it, as if the terrifying power bypassed him alone, like a butterfly hovering at the tip of a tiger's nose, it was the only gentleness under the violence, protecting him from any harm.

But in this side room, every inch of the air was overbearingly occupied, that force penetrated every corner, occupied every corner, and drove away all the ghosts and ghosts who tried to hurt the assistant.

The paper-stitched people didn't dare to make a sound, only the bamboo pole frame hit the wooden board of the coffin when they trembled, making a sound of "pang! pang!".

The assistant immediately seemed to have found the source of the weirdness, and walked towards the coffin aggressively. Even though he himself did not dare to face these ghosts and gods, but when he thought of Chi Yiyin's aura when he faced the paper piercing man before, he was immediately overwhelmed. Infused with courage, he kicked the coffin with a "kuang!"

"Don't make trouble!"

The assistant threatened the paper man in the coffin: "Be careful that Brother Chi comes back and kills you!"

It can be said that the fox's fake tiger's power has been brought to the extreme.

But the paper pierced man in the coffin wanted to cry but had no tears: Big brother! Are you blind? Is that what I did? I was afraid that you would lose your hair, so how could you still hit you? Do you see that I have the guts... woo.

The assistant couldn't hear what Zhizharen was saying. He just waited for a while after kicking the coffin, and when he found that the coffin had indeed quieted down, he nodded in satisfaction, proudly thinking that he was also a little powerful.

Immediately, he was shivering from the cold in the side room, hurried back to the bed, and rolled himself up again with the quilt.

Someone who cannot be seen in the side room: "..."

"Are you an idiot!"

The boy with rabbit ears was furious.

But the assistant not only couldn't hear his voice, but also fell into a deep sleep again because of the inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Rabbit-eared boy: "...you can change your name to Porco Rosso."

But even though he said disgust, he still turned around cursing and walked outside the side room.

There, the old man who was peeping from the hole in the corner had already been punched to death by the huge skeleton rabbit, and turned into a pile of human skin carpet on the ground, every inch of bone was crushed to pieces.

He stared intently at the rabbit-eared boy who came out of the side room, but the other party didn't even look at him, and didn't take him seriously at all.

Not everyone is qualified to be the enemy of a teenager.

"Clean it up, it's disgusting."

The rabbit-eared boy waved his hand, and the giant skeleton rabbit immediately bent down and picked up the human skin carpet that had been crushed into thin pieces with its bone claws.

But in the hands of the giant rabbit, the pool of flesh and bones suddenly burned up, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and disappeared.

The giant skeleton rabbit was stunned, and stared blankly for a long time before daring to slowly look at the boy with rabbit ears.

It is obviously huge, even taller than the village house, but when looking at the boy, it shrugged its shoulders, inexplicably aggrieved and scared.

It's like saying: I didn't do anything and it burned itself! It framed good rabbits!

The boy with rabbit ears didn't care, and waved his hand casually.

Immediately, more black rabbits appeared beside him, and then rushed in all directions like lightning, radiating the entire yard.

The next second, there was an exclamation in the main room.

"What monster? Go away, go away!"

It was an old female voice, who seemed to be Aunt Wu.

But compared to Fifth Aunt, the voice was sharper and harsher, like a high-pitched burst, which lost all human timbre and turned into a monster's roar.

But soon, the voice also disappeared after the scream.

The courtyard was completely quiet.

The rabbit-eared boy stood in the middle of the yard with his hips akimbo, his straight and slender legs made even more slender by his boot pants, and the long Martin boots under his feet were still stained with mud and blood.

But alone there is no rain.

In the yard, there was no sign of heavy rain at all, and even the ground was dry.

The young man looked around the entire yard, his eyes staring coldly, as if the **** of war had descended.

But soon, he put away his sharp side, frowned and turned to look at the side room behind him, muttering with disgust in his eyes: "That idiot, you can't live without me for a day, right?"

What didn't match his disgusted eyes was the corners of his mouth that he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he tried, and there was even a bit of joy in his tone, as if he was very happy about this situation.

"Let you always say that I have no brains, this time you have experienced it yourself, right? Hehe~"

The young man hummed a broken tune, his steps became brighter, and he walked out of the yard.

There, someone was waiting for him as agreed.

The dark clouds covering the moon gradually dissipated, and the moonlight shrouded the earth again, illuminating the young man's face as well.

That delicate and handsome face... Who is it if it's not Jing Cha?

The people who were waiting quietly outside the yard turned around slowly when they heard the sound, and looked at Jingcha with a smile on their lips.

"Has the barrier been resolved?"

Leaning on crutches, the man took two steps forward, slowly approaching the moonlight from the darkness, with fanatical expectation in his delicate eyebrows and eyes: "Are you sure you have opened up the connection with Mr. Chi?"

He was obviously smiling, but his eyes were cold. It seems that apart from his god, no one can get his attention and more emotions.

Jingcha's eyes were complicated, but she nodded: "Ah... it's done. After all, it's the place where Chi Yiyin stayed. Since he is the original power of this Little Garden, the place where he is is the weakest place in the whole world. It's the connection point."

He paused for a moment, but still called out: "Your Excellency the Hanged Man."

Chu Yueli smiled lightly.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the shadow at his feet, with frenzy in his eyes: "Very soon, we will rejoin Mr. Chi again."

"The world without Mr. Chi is empty, dead and full of ignorance."

He murmured in a low voice, as if talking to himself, more like a believer praying to the gods: "This makes me more confirmed the fact that only Mr. Chi can become a new god, and the world without Mr. Chi will not continue to exist." necessary."

"His brilliance will eventually cover the entire world and be looked up to by the world."

"But...he is my god. My..."

"Mr. Chi."

The rumble of lightning and thunder still came from the window of the side room, and the torrential rain never stopped.

The assistant's head nodded, trying to open his eyes but was dragged into deeper darkness by sleepiness.

Around him, everything remains the same, nothing has changed.

In the space where the assistant exists, there has never been a boy with rabbit ears, nor a skeleton monster, nor the hanged man who killed everything...

Only Chi Yiyin left behind a sense of peace of mind.

But suddenly—

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a sudden knock on the door, breaking the silence in the darkness.

The assistant woke up suddenly, and instinctively stood up and looked around.

He heard the violent and forceful knock on the door from outside, he heard the rainstorm was still falling, he heard the fifth aunt's loud response, and he saw the lights lit up in the yard outside the window...

"I'm coming!"

Fifth Aunt shouted, pulling her shoes and ran across the yard: "Who is it? You're not letting anyone sleep, it's the middle of the night!"

The assistant seemed to have sensed it, and slowly walked towards the door and window, as if attracted by the familiar atmosphere.

The moment the door was pushed open, the outside wind mixed with raindrops rushed in, and immediately pierced through the assistant's clothes, blowing away the heat that had just gathered.

But he didn't notice it, and continued to move forward.

Into that storm.

toward his soul half.

Fifth Aunt didn't notice the assistant behind her, she was still muttering and complaining, and she seemed to be familiar with the enthusiasm when she opened the door for the knocker outside.

Standing outside the door were two figures, one tall and one lower.

The lower one is slender, but has tight muscles, and can burst out with strong strength at all times, but there is no emotion on his delicate face. And the tall one was leaning on crutches, obviously smiling, but it made people shudder.

After seeing the two of them clearly, Fifth Aunt was shocked and froze in place. She was like a restarted robot, the warm smile just faded away, revealing a cold danger.

A new world...connected.

Another "fifth aunt" became the fifth aunt, watching the dangerous person in front of her instead, and once again continued the unfinished battle.

But the shorter boy didn't even look at Aunt Fifth, but just passed Aunt Fifth and looked at the people in the yard.

"Yo."

The young man raised his hand, and with a grin on his lips, he greeted the man: "Your ancestor is here, are you happy?"

The moment he saw the boy's face clearly, the assistant felt as if someone had slapped him on the head, his scalp and cheeks were burning hot and painful, and he recalled the attack in the previous "sleep".

and memories from farther back.

His eyes gradually cleared up, and the dull face that was trembling with fear gradually lost expression. All expressions disappeared, and finally turned into a calm, like a brain that was always running and calculating.

Just like the top intelligence experts who used to rely on their minds to become famous in the game field.

When he looked up at the boy again, he smiled slightly.

"Well, I remembered."

"I'm not a folklore assistant, nor Kinori. I'm...Redbird, R, E, D"

The memory and dignity deprived of by Hakoniwa and the ghost behind him returned to him again because of the appearance of his companions.

The red bird walked through the heavy rain with a smile, and walked towards Jingcha firmly.

"Little ancestor." He called softly, and the moment he met his companion's gaze, the dangerous ice and snow on his face just melted away.

And Fifth Aunt looked at them with cold eyes, and her appearance began to change. It was just a slight change in the corners of her eyes and brows, but she immediately changed from a warm and simple village woman to a weird and dangerous villain.

"You broke the rules."

With a hoarse voice, she roared like a poisonous snake spit out a letter: "Those who violate the rules must apologise with death—!"

"Um?"

Chu Yueli tilted his head, smiled easily and didn't care: "Rules? Who made the rules?"

He looked up and laughed as if he had heard a big joke.

"There is only one supreme being in the entire world who is qualified to make rules. He is the only God—my God!"

— Mr. Chi!