Chapter 427: Chapter 320: Takeout (Part 4) (Vote for monthly ticket!)
The pitch darkness before him was finally dispelled by a speck of light.
Yan Junze didn’t know how long he had walked, for ever since he regained consciousness, he felt as if he had been walking endlessly forward in this darkness.
But he didn’t feel fatigue, just blindly moved ahead.
The light that appeared before him ca from a hazy lantern. The mont Yan Junze saw the lantern, he realized that he was indeed in a dream.
And in this dream, he once again encountered the so-called ancient version of “Freddy”—the Lantern Woman.
This ti, the Lantern Woman’s way of appearing seed a bit different. She wasn’t squatting on the ground, her back turned to Yan Junze, doing her own thing. Instead, she held the lantern and swaggered into view before him.
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It seed that there was still a distance between himself and the Lantern Woman.
Yan Junze stopped moving, adjusted his direction in the dark, and continued forward, choosing not to et the Lantern Woman.
As he walked, he kept looking back at the movents over there and noticed that the Lantern Woman was getting further and further away from him.
At this mont, Yan Junze wanted to wake up, but instead felt the dream becoming clearer, with no sign of awakening.
He could only continue onward.
About several seconds later, the light of another lantern appeared before him, and the previously shaken-off Lantern Woman appeared before him once again.
Yan Junze paused, halting in his tracks.
He looked back and sighed inwardly, realizing that if he chose another direction, the outco would probably be the sa; he couldn’t escape the Lantern Woman’s control.
After thinking it over, he decided to simply stand still and wait, watching as the Lantern Woman with her white lantern slowly approached.
This woman was indeed beautiful—with delicate features, fair skin, fluttering long hair, and her dress hem dancing in the wind, she neared Yan Junze like a graceful fairy.
However, only Yan Junze knew that he must not be fooled by this woman’s appearance, for when the lantern turned red, the malevolence Ning Ji exhibited could instantly kill an entire group of Exorcists.
“Always appearing in my dreams, what exactly do you want?” Seeing Ning Ji approaching, Yan Junze spoke first, breaking the silence.
He saw the white lantern in Ning Ji’s hand starting to glow red as she drew closer to him, and it was very likely to turn into a red lantern soon, and attack him directly like last ti in his dream.
Ning Ji paused in her steps, no longer moving forward, lifted her head to look at Yan Junze, and lightly parted her red lips, “You need to help .”
“Help you with what? Haven’t I already helped you find your husband?” Yan Junze pointed at the lantern in her hand, “What’s the matter? Are you two having a lovers’ spat, and your husband is ignoring you?”
Ning Ji looked down at the lantern in her hand, then suddenly leaned forward towards Yan Junze, abruptly lifting her head as her long hair behind her burst out wildly. Her delicate features were instantly distorted by so force, her eyes filled with blood threads, her eyebrows knitted together, and her lips tore apart to reveal sharp, terrifyingly white teeth as she roared at Yan Junze.
“He is my husband, but only his head is left. Where is my husband’s body? I want his entire corpse!”
As she roared, the white lantern in her hand exploded into a ball of red fire, as if the flas burning within the lantern ignited everything around at that mont.
In the second after the lantern turned into flas, a human head tumbled up from the fire—it was Ning Ji’s husband, Jia Sheng.
As the lantern transford into Jia Sheng’s head, the black hair and the flickering flas reflected each other, making it appear as though the hair on this head had turned red in that mont. Jia Sheng’s face also looked ferocious, with teeth bared in a nearly maddened manner.
The crazed appearance of this couple, true to say they were indeed a family.
Seeing this, Yan Junze imdiately tried to step back, but found he couldn’t move at all. In his gaze, the Lantern Woman furiously flung the head in her hand. Jia Sheng’s mouth opened wide enough to be torn apart as he bit down towards Yan Junze.
In desperation with no way to retreat, Yan Junze could only try to block with his hand. Jia Sheng bit down on his arm, the sharp pain piercing his very soul.
Yan Junze cried out in pain, his consciousness quickly beginning to clear.
But even as he beca more awake, the pain in his arm remained intense. Not only that, the feeling of Jia Sheng’s head biting into his flesh, the teeth sinking into his muscles felt incredibly vivid, as if his body had truly been bitten.
As his consciousness continued to clear, the pain grew stronger.
Sothing was wrong—he couldn’t wake up!
Yan Junze suddenly started to panic, looked down, and saw the head on his arm beginning to blur, but it was still there, not completely disappearing.
He shook violently, unable to break free from its grip, and the half-asleep, half-awake sensation turned into endless fear, as if he would never be able to wake up again.
Just then, his arm loosened, Jia Sheng’s head vanished in an instant, and his eyes flew open—he was sitting up in bed.
Before him was a woman’s figure—it was Xiang Er.
Xiang Er was holding his right arm, and at this mont, his arm was bleeding profusely. Xiang Er’s other hand firmly grasped a clump of black spirit, which was trying to break free from her control but couldn’t escape.
Xiang Er’s face was somber, and with a tight clench of her fist, there was a snap, and the clump of black spirit in her hand instantaneously disintegrated into nothingness.
Yan Junze looked down at his bleeding arm, at the exact spot where Jia Sheng had bitten him in the dream. There was a clear bite mark running through his muscle, but the wound wasn’t too deep, thankfully due to Xiang Er’s tily intervention.
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