Styx Doll (XIV)
Youyi was lying on the floor playing games, and from time to time he could hear very festive music celebrating his completion of a game.
He tried to hold it in for a while but couldn't help complaining, "This game company's aesthetic taste for music is only comparable to Guangneng's."
Shen Mengze smiled slightly, “It’s rare that someone can control you.”
You Yi snorted and sat up. "You have been frowning since a while ago. What have you thought of? Share it with me."
Chen Mengze said, "I was just wondering, what is the origin of the wandering souls that helped us those times? It can't be that there is no connection."
Youyi closed the game and asked, "What do you think of?"
Chen Mengze told Shanzha about the two friends he had seen around him these few times.
"Think about it carefully, those two kids always follow Shanzha, but Shanzha never speaks to them or even looks at them."
You Yi clicked his tongue, "You mean... what is this called?"
Chen Mengze sighed, "I heard from the boss lady that after losing his friend, his personality became much more withdrawn. He often ran to the cemetery and the river. People in the village said that he could see ghosts and ran to play with them. They were quite afraid of him."
The facts are completely opposite to the rumors. If he could really see a ghost, it would be a good thing for Shanzha.
“I feel like there is something called fate, playing with everyone’s life.”
After You Yi finished speaking, he also felt a sour taste in his mouth, but he really couldn't find a more appropriate description.
"I'm not 100% sure either, so I'll tell Shanzha after some time." Chen Mengze said thoughtfully, "So far, I'm the only one who can see them."
You Yi thought for a while, "Do you have the ability to see ghosts? You are such an unlucky person."
Shen Mengze suddenly wanted to beat him up, but the friendship stopped him from doing so.
"One more thing... It's about He Guang. She said in the restaurant before that Hawthorn needed help?"
You Yi was unable to react for a moment, "What's wrong? Didn't they reject us because they thought we were a burden?"
"But He Guang is basically not affected by hallucinations." Chen Mengze thought, "And He Guang and Shan Zha came back together last night. Do you think they didn't have any agreement in private?"
You Yi turned off his phone and said, "You mean, they are going to do something behind our backs?"
Chen Mengze ignored his mysterious words and nodded, "To be precise, He Guang wanted to help Shanzha without telling us, maybe to set up a formation, or maybe to do something else."
"In her eyes, you and I are no different from delicate flowers, right?" You Yi didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. The two delicate flowers looked at each other, but before they could respond, He Guang poked his head in and said, "Student Shen, Shanzha said something has changed. Let's get ready and go to the river to help in the evening."
This situation was completely contrary to their guesses. Shen Mengze asked solemnly, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Kazumitsu said, "The seal is almost broken. It will be completely ineffective before the middle of July. He needs to speed up."
The two boys stood up immediately, and the three of them walked quickly downstairs.
Shanzha was sitting in the unlit living room watching TV. There was a black bag stuffed full of things under his feet. When he saw the three people coming down, he turned his head to look at Heguang in surprise.
He Guang winked at him, and he didn't ask anything, "Let's go."
Shen Mengze walked at the end. He felt as if something was staring at them. He turned back and found that the door of Shanzha's room was ajar.
Two little heads popped out from inside. They were Shanzha’s two little friends. They looked a little frightened, but when they noticed Shen Mengze looking at them, they immediately shrank back.
Shen Mengze felt a little strange, but he couldn't go over and ask directly, so he walked out the door thoughtfully.
The night was even darker tonight, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and the wind started to blow for some reason, sounding like someone was sobbing.
Shanzha turned his head to glance at Heguang and whispered, "Don't you want to take them with you?"
"I feel a little uneasy."
He Guang lowered his head and said, "It's more reassuring to take them with me."
"You're just like a babysitter," Hawthorn complained, "Then let them follow you!"
"Okay." He Guang said.
Shanzha took a look at her and thought she was a little strange, but they had only known each other for a few days and he couldn't say that he knew her well. He shook his head and thought it was just his illusion.
The water flowed quietly by the river. Shanzha took out the things in his bag, which contained the red thread that Chen Mengze and his friends had bought during the day, as well as some other miscellaneous items.
Shanzha glanced at the three people standing next to him, thought for a while, and decided to let them do the simplest task.
"This is a mahogany nail. I prepared it a long time ago. You take it and divide it into four directions: east, south, west and north. Find a hidden position and nail it into the ground in groups of four.
Use red thread to make this pattern."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper folded into a square.
You Yi took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but say, "Boss, are you testing our manual skills?"
Hawthorn rolled his eyes, "This is already the easiest job."
The disgust is simply beyond words.
"Anyway, if you encounter anything wrong, just yell at me."
"OK."
In this way, the four people were divided into two groups and each was busy with their own work.
The two boys squatted on the ground and began to figure out how to manipulate the nails and the red line, but He Guang had no intention of doing anything. He faced the river and seemed to be thinking about something.
You Yi looked up and asked curiously, "What happened to you tonight? Did you suddenly realize that silence is golden, or are you thinking about life again?"
He Guang stared at the river, "The more you talk, the more mistakes you make."
Shen Mengze felt a little uneasy, and he also stood up, "What's wrong with you?"
He felt that He Guang was acting very strange tonight. The phrase "the more you talk, the more mistakes you make" could never appear in the dictionary of a person who speaks his mind.
"Nothing." He Guang turned his head and smiled, "I was just wondering when you would come to accompany us."
The two boys instinctively took a step back almost at the same time. You Yi frowned and asked Chen Mengze, "Do you think it's an illusion? Why does it always pick He Guang to harm us?"
"Maybe it's because illusions don't work on He Guang." Shen Mengze stared at He Guang warily while speaking. He was very experienced in dealing with situations where his partner turned into an enemy in an instant, and he could adapt quickly, but he often felt powerless.
Kazumitsu sneered, "Now it's not an illusion."
"You possessed Kazumitsu's body?"
Chen Mengze had a solemn expression on his face, holding a peach wood nail in his hands behind his back. He took a step forward calmly and winked at You Yi.
"Possession?" He Guang kept smiling, "She is not a good choice for possession."
She stepped forward, "I just became like her."
As she spoke, black mist surged from her body, and then her appearance changed into that of a rather handsome boy.
Okay, this time it should be him.
Shen Mengze's heart sank, a ghost that could change its form was more terrifying than just influencing them with illusions.
"Where's Kazuhiko?"
The boy just laughed and didn't intend to answer. "Why bother struggling in vain? Why not stay with us?"
Chen Mengze didn't say anything, but suddenly raised the nail in his hand and stabbed it hard into the opponent's chest.
The boy turned his wrist to block Shen Mengze's hand. Shen Mengze's arm was hit and the nail in his hand flew out immediately.
He turned around, grabbed the nail thrown in the air, changed the direction and stabbed it towards the opponent's back.
The boy turned around very quickly, and the peach wood nail did not pierce him, but only cut a gash on his back. There was no blood in the wound, but black mist was still surging.
Chen Mengze grabbed the peach wood nail and was about to attack again, but the boy had already turned around completely. His face became increasingly gloomy. He raised his hand and swung out the black mist in his palm, hitting Chen Mengze right in the chest.
Chen Mengze just felt like he was hit by a high-speed car. He flew out, his back scraped against the ground and left bloody wounds, but the pain was not as severe as the chest that was hit.
He coughed and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.
Youyi, who had been lowering his presence and seemed to be planning to escape, also pounced at this moment.
"The big guy on the other side of the river, come and save us, there's a ghost coming!"
He rushed forward and shouted, and stabbed the boy with the nail in his hand.
However, he was even more miserable than Shen Mengze. He didn't even touch the other person's clothes and was directly thrown into the river.
The river water was hit by huge waves, and even Shen Mengze, who was not far from the river, was splashed with water.
"Vulnerable."
The wound on the boy's back healed quickly with the black mist squirming. He raised his hand again, wanting to kill him, but suddenly paused, "You actually broke my clone, you're quite capable."
At this moment, a layer of faint golden light lit up behind the boy, spreading out in circles like waves, and at the same time, the familiar sound of the rattle rang out again.
The boy's body stiffened and his brows furrowed deeply.
Shanzha came running from the bushes not far away. Although there was still no expression on his face, his actions were much more anxious.
Facing the low bushes in front of him, he didn't go around, but bent his knees and jumped over, standing between the boy and Shen Mengze in a few steps.
It's a pity that despite such a skillful move, no one present was in the mood to praise it.
Hawthorn was holding the small drum that looked like a toy, but it seemed like he was holding a sword.
Shen Mengze struggled to get up from the ground, took the opportunity to run to the river, and tried to pull the fish that had just jumped out.
"Didn't I tell you to run?" he said in a rare unpleasant tone.
Youyi maintained his balance and swam towards the shore. He replied even more angrily, "Have you ever seen a man outrun a ghost? Fortunately, I learned how to swim."
He reached out to grab Chen Mengze's hand, but the other person's hand was colder than the river water. His body tilted and he almost stumbled into the river.
“Hey, brother, can you do this, Shen Mengze?”
The cruise sound stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled him.
Chen Mengze leaned one hand on the gravel by the river, his palm aching. He coughed twice and found that a large area of his shirt on his chest was stained red, and he couldn't suppress the bloody smell in his throat.
“Ahem… I’m definitely mad at you.” Chen Mengze smiled weakly and stretched out his other hand to pull Youyi.
You Yi didn't dare to take it this time. He struggled to the shore by himself, and said, "Blame me? Why don't you say that you have become the delicate and frail Sister Lin since you came to this shabby place? Oh, no, it's Sister Shen."
On the other side, Shanzha glanced at the situation over there from the corner of his eye. His expression was solemn, but he didn't dare to be distracted.
"You could actually change your form and deceive us?" he said. "It's terrible."
Moreover, he has no senses at all, and can change his form and even conceal his breath to disguise himself as a living person. This is definitely not something that an ordinary ghost can do. He may even have reached the level of a ghost king.
The boy smiled slightly, "Is this strange? River Keeper, if your ancestors hadn't sealed us away a hundred years ago, I would be even more powerful."
Shanzha's mouth was dry, and he said, "Don't kill anymore. No matter how powerful you become, if you don't reincarnate, you will still repeat the process before death every day."
The boy raised his head and smiled, "You are far inferior to your ancestors in eloquence. There is no point in talking any more. Do you think it is possible?"
He waved his hand, "Come on, play with my good babies."
Fog rose again on the river bank, and this time it was an even more hazy black fog. The river water was dyed red layer by layer. Crying sounds were heard, and the river water began to surge. Babies' heads and piles of white bones floated up.
You Yi took a breath of cold air, but before he could say anything, he saw the white bones reaching out from the water and grabbing Shen Mengze's arm. The other party seemed to have no strength to resist at all, and he fell headfirst into the river.
You Yi was stunned. He resisted the urge to swear and wondered who was saving whom in this case.
No matter what he thought, he didn't dare to waste a moment and dived back into the river.
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