Imperial Treasure

Chapter 571 - 368 Double Burial

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The man, who was originally scrawny and sleazy, now had a dark and pitiable childlike expression on his face as he held out his hands and walked toward the three good-looking women, Sui Yi included.

The scene was simply too unbearable to look at, especially since everyone could hear a child’s whiny voice by their ears, even though his mouth was clearly shut, calling out, "Mommy, hold me..."

What the hell!

This is just like that moment from The Grudge...

The fatso clamped his legs together, almost peeing himself.

Mount Mover’s face turned pale, and he lowered his voice, squeezing it out as if through a crack in a door...

"This one is no ordinary character... to be able to make sound already... if not a ghost, then it must be a ghost... firm up your beliefs, don’t let it confuse you..."

As an old man of considerable ability, his words instantly snapped everyone out of their wavering and terrified state. Indeed, they all remembered the horror of the Ghost Cup Tree. Sometimes it wasn’t the ghosts that were frightening; it was when a person’s belief was captured that any tiny oddity could turn into boundless terror.

This little ghost must be trying to bewitch us!

"Damn, what do we do now..." Everyone slowly backed away, and the fatso gritted his teeth, "Should we give him a round of fire?"

"That’s Skinny Waist, can we shoot directly?" Xue the Skillful Hand frowned.

The fatso glared, "Then what do we do! Can you exorcize it? Perform an exorcism dance for it? Or perhaps..."

His gaze suddenly shifted to Sui Yi and the other two...

"Why don’t the three of you go give him a hug - er, I mean Third Lady Yin... You’re the oldest, you look like his mother..."

Get lost, you damn egg!

Third Lady Yin wished she could burn the fatso to death with her glare.

But then...

Sui Yi actually stepped forward, moving slowly, every step causing the onlookers to hold their breath. Could it be that the goddess herself was going to sacrifice herself to hug the man?

Just the thought of Skinny Waist embracing Sui Yi was a mental image too unbearable to entertain.

Some of the Palace Family members had already readied their guns...

Sui Yi lifted her hand...

Just as Skinny Waist’s hands were about to embrace her, she drew her thumbnail across her index finger, not particularly sharp, yet opening a small cut, and a drop of blood...

Her index finger touched his forehead.

In that instant!

Skinny Waist’s childlike expression on his face suddenly froze, as if it had stiffened, and his hands began to droop slowly...

Everyone held their breath in unison.

Mount Mover, incredulously, gazed at Sui Yi with shock and extreme doubt...

In this silence...

Everyone saw the shadow behind Skinny Waist... The child perched on his shoulders seemed to calm down a lot, slowly crawling down...

It seemed like a success,

Although they didn’t know exactly what Mysterious Pass had been used, without a doubt, the martially unparalleled Miss Sui... was not just about martial prowess.

A drop of blood fighting off an evil ghost!

Just as everyone was beginning to relax...

Ah~~

Bloodcurdling screams suddenly came from the corridor on the left - not knowing whether it was far or not so far away.

The screams startled everyone, including Yhan Qingwu, and immediately after, they felt the temperature plummet terrifyingly, and the lights on the walls flared red as blood!

The sudden blood-red light, followed by Mount Mover’s shout of alarm, "No good! The shadow..."

Sounded like the tolling of bells.

But Sui Yi, whose fingertip was touching Skinny Waist... His face contorted wildly, his eyes rolled upward instantaneously, showing only the whites!

His face and all features twisted, resembling a demonic ghost or rakshasa.

Yet, even more terrifying was what came next. On those stark white eyes, there were strands of menacing black lines...

The black lines, seeping through the eyes and into his skin, grew...

In one breath they reached three inches long, reaching his shoulders in the blink of an eye, unmistakably the lustrous black hair of a woman...

Ugh!

This scene twisted everyone’s hearts into eighteen knots in an instant...

So disgustingly terrifying!

The fatso almost popped his eyes out, his hands no longer able to hold onto his knife or gun...

Sui Yi’s brows furrowed, she withdrew her hand, stepped back, and shouted, "There’s not only a Martyr Child here.. but also his mother.."

Double ghosts?

"Run!!! These are millennium-old ghosts from the Warring States!" Mount Mover bellowed... just as he thought to escape...

Pop pop, the air exploded with blood as if turning into red mist, and no matter where people were looking, they could see Skinny Waist...

It was as if there were countless Skinny Waists standing there, their heads full of black hair, their faces unseen, and behind him was no longer a man’s shadow or a child’s shadow, but that of a woman with a graceful figure... She had the child draped over her shoulder...

The proportions of her figure were off, making her look like a monster, very eerie and bizarre...

And that Skinny Waist raised her hand, revealing lethal claws and pouncing straight at them...

Countless Skinny Waists, countless Female Ghosts... numerous mothers hugging...

"Mama mia, I’m not your mommy..." The chubby man swung his knife rapidly, bullets firing wildly!

The others were in a similar state of disarray. Under such intense horror, the movement techniques of Xue the Skillful Hand and the others were utterly useless, with no chance to escape, fearing that in a flash, they would be embraced by Skinny Waist... or rather, the Female Ghost.

At this moment, only three people remained calm.

Mount Mover suddenly reached into his bosom and pulled out a string of yellow talismans, not unlike those fortune teller’s charms you see plastered on rural households’ doors, except this old man was quite skilled. Biting his finger, he smeared blood onto the talismans...

With a flick of his wrist, the talismans floated out and burst into flames...

With the flames, many of the Skinny Waists screamed and disappeared, but...

There were still many left!

Mount Mover’s face went pale, watching as the Female Ghost lunged at him...

The situation of Yhan Qingwu and the others was not much better; the Female Ghost was too fierce, so much so that they barely had time to react. Firearms, hidden weapons, none of it was of any use...

The smell of blood and the strong scent of sulfur assaulted their nostrils, as if they were suddenly in a crematorium...

Until~~

It was like the trembling of a bell or a clear, piercing tremor. The vibration was as sharp as a sword, like a splash of cold water poured over their heads, shocking them awake in an instant, to see the scene before them.

The Skinny Waists lay limply on the ground, in strange poses, while Sui Yi stood there. They couldn’t see her front, only Demon Que suspended in mid-air, its tip pointing diagonally at Skinny Waist, her other hand also resting on the blade...

A long streak of blood on her arm.

The blood slowly dripped down Demon Que...

"Sui Yi," Yhan Qingwu stepped forward quickly and saw Sui Yi’s pale face.

"What’s wrong..."

"She hasn’t left," Sui Yi whispered softly, and the others saw the elongated shadow on the wall. The woman and the child were still there, only now they were silent... as if shrinking and trembling...

Mount Mover was holding something in his hand, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, looking at Sui Yi...

Sui Yi took a few steps forward, walked to the side of the coffin, took a deep breath, and started moving Demon Que over the surface of the coffin...

It seemed as if she intended to cut through the coffin wood, but they saw... the tip of the sword gently touching about three centimeters above the coffin lid, moving in flamboyant strokes as if in one continuous Brush Technique. After a moment, the tip of the sword paused...

Swipe~

The shadow of the Female Ghost and the child on the wall vanished...

"It’s... it’s gone!"

"How can this be..."

Everyone was shocked and incredulous, afraid to speak further. Looking down at the Skinny Waists on the ground, where was any sign of the terrifying black hair and the upside-down white eyes?

The blood-red wall lamps were also gone...

It was as if they had been dreaming, as if the previous horror had been nothing but an illusion...

"This ghost was truly terrifying. Were we all under an illusion? Hey, old man, that chain of yours seemed pretty powerful. Earlier when you swung it, the evil spirits dared not come close to you," the chubby man blustered.

Mount Mover narrowed his eyes at him, took a glance, and snorted, "You fatso, even in a crisis, your eyes are sharp indeed. You could actually see what I did?"

"Of course, but what exactly is this chain..."

"Peachwood calcined for a thousand years, taking seventy-seven days of pure dew, then exposed to intense sunrays for three years! How about it, is it powerful or not? Evil spirits naturally fear it..." The old man rattled off this speech without even gasping for breath.

The chubby man’s breath hitched, and he chuckled awkwardly, "It looks just like the kind of cheap trinkets you get for 10 yuan at the rural exchange meetings..."

Mount Mover ignored the idiot, walked over to Sui Yi, and took a look at the coffin. Suddenly, his breath caught.

On the surface of the coffin... there was a seal of blood characters, ancient and elegantly written, yet unreadable, from an unknown period...

It definitely wasn’t there before, not until this young lady drew a few strokes with her sword...

Mount Mover retracted his gaze and said to Sui Yi, who remained pale but with a spine straight as bamboo, "We should have been more attentive. This wall clearly recorded the origins of this chamber and the coffin’s provenance, yet we were careless..."

Sui Yi hummed lightly and sheathed Demon Que into the Sword Sheath on her back.

"So, what’s the deal with this coffin? Old man, I think you mentioned before that it was a Double Burial..."

"Yes," Mount Mover looked somber, let out a breath, and said, "There are many types of Double Burials. Some are good; for instance, placing two people, like mother and child, lovers, or spouses, together in one coffin, following the deceased’s last wish, fulfilling their desire. Such burials naturally won’t invite vengeful ghosts. Another type is bad, like when two people die extremely tragically and are sealed together or if they were buried together despite having grievances... This would exacerbate their resentment... This coffin, it’s the size for a child, but in fact, two people are sealed inside..."

"You’ve got to be kidding me. Even ancient women were petite, but it’s impossible for a woman and a child to be sealed inside such a small coffin. What, do you think it’s like a KFC burger? Just squeeze a bit and it gets smaller..."

The chubby man sneered with a grin.

The old man glared at him with a smirk, "What if the bones were chopped up, dissolved in sulfuric acid and mercury, and then the solution was poured into the coffin along with the child killed and merged... It’s not just any woman; even someone as big as you could fit in there!"

Hiss!

Everyone took a sharp breath.

Third Lady Yin inhaled sharply and said sternly, "The Instigator... will not die well." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)