Chapter 30: The Bonsai Behind You

"Hehehe, this one is almost done. Next I'll trim the extra branches and leaves for you."

The gardener took a satisfied look at the work in front of him. It was a corpse of a woman with her ears and fingers cut off, wearing the employee uniform of Qingya Villa.

Then he turned his head, his eyes wandering and sizing up Zhao Qian, as if he was thinking about how to turn her into a qualified potted plant.

Zhao Qian's daughter had cried herself to exhaustion, so the other party's actions of cutting up the corpse were not so terrifying to her. After all, when fear reaches its peak, all that is left is numbness.

However, at this moment, she shuddered violently, and her body began to tremble even more violently. The gardener's eyes fell on a certain part of her body, and she felt as if someone had cut it there, and the horror in her heart was further magnified.

“No…don’t…don’t!”

The gardener approached with a pair of pruning shears as long as an adult's forearm. The cold iron tool slid down Zhao Qian's arm and touched her fingers.

The scissors closed little by little, and the sharp edge of the blade cut through the fair skin. Zhao Qian opened her mouth wide, breathing quickly and shortly, with a mixture of sweat and tears on her pale face. She was almost scared to death.

Snap!

The gardener only cut off a nail, but Zhao Qian screamed like crazy: "Ah——"

“Ahhhhh!!!”

"ah……"

Her voice went from shrill to hoarse, and her throat seemed to be broken from shouting.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha!" The gardener laughed wildly when he saw this. He stroked Zhao Qian's long black hair with one hand and took a deep breath on it greedily.

"Don't be afraid, I will do it step by step, first the nails, then your fingers."

…

Jiang Chen came to the place on the other side of the lake where Zhang Lu and the others mentioned Zhao Qian disappeared.

This is an empty space, there is really nothing here.

"Ghost Wall?"

He gathered his demonic power, and wisps of black air emerged before his eyes. In his sight, pots of strange potted plants appeared out of thin air, with a piece of wood stuck in the middle. Corpses were tied to it, with their legs together and their hands open, showing a strange posture.

If there were no lights, at first glance, it really looked a bit like some kind of ornamental tree.

In front of a pile of potted plants, a middle-aged gardener was trimming the nails of a nearly mentally collapsed girl with a pair of large pruning shears. The girl made a hoarse, shrill sound in her throat.

"Zhao Qian..." Jiang Chen's expression darkened. He stood on tiptoe and quietly moved forward.

He hadn't taken a few steps when the gardener suddenly turned his head as if he had discovered something. However, all he could see were his own pots of work, and he didn't find anything suspicious.

"Haha, I'm overthinking it." The gardener turned his head again and continued with his work.

But he didn't see that behind a 'potted plant', a young man was hiding there with his arms spread out in a big letter shape.

"I can make use of these potted plants." Jiang Chen murmured in his heart.

Most people would never have such a crazy idea. After all, the so-called "potted plants" are actually horrible corpses!

He picked up a 'potted plant' and slowly approached it.

Jiang Chen had only taken five steps when the gardener turned his head again in confusion, but the only thing in his sight was his own potted plant.

"What's wrong? I always feel like there's something behind me."

"The gardener is filled with doubts, ghost energy +15."

He observed it for a few times but found nothing, so he turned his head and continued trimming Zhao Qian's nails. At this time, he had already trimmed the nails on the seventh finger.

Jiang Chen picked up the corpse and continued to move forward. If he wanted to save people, he needed to approach the ghost quietly.