Chapter 52 The Night Rain Never Stops
Wang Tieshu followed Wang Yang all the way, crossed the road, and came to the river bank.
Wang Tieshu, gazing down the hill at the turbulent river with his flashlight, asked in confusion, "Why are you here at the farthest river? Didn't your master tell us to go to the nearest river?"
Wang Yang shook off the wet hair stuck to his forehead and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Go and throw the money you paid for the water into the river!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Tieshu did not dare to delay and hurriedly walked towards the rushing river carefully.
The river was swollen due to the rain and had already overflowed the river bank and submerged the grass on the bank.
He didn't dare get too close to the raging torrent, so he took out five copper coins from his pocket at the bottom of the slope, put the flashlight under his arm, put the copper coins between his brows with his palms together, and muttered: "Dragon King, Dragon King, please calm down! Dragon King, Dragon King, please calm down!"
At this moment, he didn't notice Wang Yang who was approaching him with a murderous look on his face.
After Wang Tieshu finished muttering, he waved his hand and threw the copper coin into the rushing river.
He took out the flashlight tucked under his arm and was about to turn around and go back when he was suddenly kicked hard from behind. He was caught off guard and fell into the surging water at the edge of the river.
Wang Tieshu struggled in panic in the water. He looked at Wang Yang in shock: "You bastard! What are you doing!"
At this moment, the turbulent current was rapidly sweeping him towards the center of the river. Wang Tieshu had no time to speak, and hurriedly mobilized all his strength, swimming towards the shore like crazy.
Wang Yang seemed to have not expected that Wang Tieshu could swim. He picked up stones on the river bank with a flashlight and threw them hard at Wang Tieshu who was swimming in the water.
Wang Tieshu failed to dodge several times and was hit on the head with a bloody mess.
Just as Wang Tieshu climbed up the river bank, Wang Yang threw away the flashlight in his hand, picked up a big stone with both hands, walked to the bottom of the river bank, and smashed it hard on Wang Tieshu's forehead.
Wang Tieshu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead and almost fainted. The blood on his forehead kept washing into his mouth with the rain.
He was shivering and unable to scream. The rain blurred his eyes. He used up his last bit of strength and held on tightly to a protruding rock on the river bank with both hands.
Wang Tieshu looked vaguely at Wang Yang in the darkness, praying in his heart that he would let him go and pull him out of the river...
However, what responded to him was another violent blow to the head.
Wang Yang was like a madman, holding the big stone and smashing it on Wang Tieshu's head repeatedly.
Wang Tieshu felt like his head was a watermelon that was smashed open, and the white brain matter and blood splattered on Wang Yang's face and body.
One...two...three or four...
In the pouring rain, flashes of lightning flashed behind Wang Yang, making him look like a demon from hell coming out to take lives.
The night rain fell endlessly, and Lu Bubu and Xu He were already soaked. They walked around the area but did not find any water source such as a well or a stream, so they headed towards the river.
As soon as Lu Bubu stepped onto the road, he was bumped into by a man with a flashlight. He looked closely and found that it was the Yin-Yang Master's apprentice - Wang Yang.
"Wow! It hurts so much. Did you lose the money to buy water, little brother?" Lu Bubu shouted in the rain, covering his injured chin.
Lu Bubu was shocked to find that there were large bloodstains on Wang Yang's clothes. Although they had been diluted a lot by the rain, in order to be more sure, he grabbed Wang Yang's collar with both hands and bent down to smell the bloodstains on his chest.
It's human blood! Lu Bubu grabbed Wang Yang's collar and asked, "What did you do? Where's the person with you?"
Wang Yang looked dazed, shaking all over, and suddenly ran away.
Lu Bubu hurriedly chased after him and pinned him to the muddy ground: "Why are you running? What happened?"
Just then, Xu He, who had been acting separately, came over.
Seeing Xu He coming, Lu Bubu hurriedly pulled Wang Yang up from the ground: "Brother, this guy is covered in blood. I don't know what happened. He is like a mute and can't ask a single question!"
Xu He glanced at the rain which was getting heavier and heavier, pursed his lips slightly and said: "Let's go back first!" After that, Xu He stood on the river bank with a copper coin in his hand and threw it into the river from a distance.
In the heavy night rain, Lu Bubu escorted Wang Yang and walked in front of Xu He, and the three of them hurried back together.
Inside the mourning hall, everyone was cold and exhausted. The heavy rain was still pouring down outside, but now there was no more lightning striking the coffin, and everyone gradually relaxed.
"Hey, what's going on with Li Jianguo? Why can't I see him?" Huang Datong asked Wang Li who was standing beside him.
Wang Li jumped up as if a bomb had been set off. "Don't tell me about that bastard! He's like he's never seen a woman before. He carried someone else's wife to the village!"
Huang Datong laughed obscenely: "Oh? Looks like he's sleeping in the land of tenderness now."
The two of them started chatting back and forth.
Mr. Yin Yang was sitting on a cushion by the wall, his back against the wall, looking like he was asleep.
Xie Liang's feeling of unease and unease gradually rose again. What was wrong? Just as he was racking his brains to think, Wang Li's scream suddenly came to his ears.
"Oh my god! My foot got bitten by something in the back hills today, and it's all swollen!"
Xie Liang suddenly had an idea and quickly stood up from the bench. He shouted to Wang Li and the other person who were chatting, "What did you just say? What's swollen?"
Wang Li stared at him in bewilderment: "You are sick! You scared me for no reason."
Shi Xiaoyin saw Xie Liang frowning and thinking, and patted his shoulder gently: "That damn woman just said that her foot was swollen by something. What happened?"
Xie Liang finally figured out what was wrong, and he couldn't wait to verify his idea.
"It's swollen! I know what's wrong!" Xie Liang said as he took three or two steps to the coffin and pushed open the lid.
Sure enough, it was exactly as he thought!
The old woman in the coffin should have been skinny, but now - her filthy body has swollen many times more than before the coffin was closed. Her originally skinny limbs and shriveled head are now like an inflated balloon, filling the space inside the coffin.
Shi Xiaoyin, who was following Xie Liang, exclaimed when she saw this: "Oh my God, how could this happen?"
"Every time lightning struck before, the old woman in the coffin swelled." Xie Liang shouted to the Yin-Yang Master, "Sir! Come and take a look!"
After hearing this, Mr. Yin Yang opened his eyes, stood up from the mat, and strode towards the coffin.
Wang Li and Huang Dayong looked confused and came forward to look into the coffin.
Huang Datong seemed to be stunned: "Damn it! How could it be..."
Wang Li stepped back in fear and yelled at the Yin-Yang Master, "Is this not a zombie? Taoist! Taoist! Find a solution!"
After checking it out, the Taoist priest said in a deep voice, "The soul is still sealed in the soul silk, so it shouldn't be."
Xie Liang asked: "When can the burial be carried out?"
Mr. Yin Yang looked at the people in the mourning hall and said gloomily, "She won't leave until she's full! Even if the tomb is sealed forcibly, she will escape!"
Xie Liang frowned and said, "So, there's no way to bury him?"
The Taoist priest smiled coldly: "Unless you find a way to feed her."
"Don't think I don't know what you are planning. You must know other ways! Tell me now! Don't force me to beat you!" said Shi Xiaoyin.
Mr. Yin Yang flicked the whisk in his hand and said, "You have no manners, girl. I won't pay any attention to you."
At this moment, the coffin suddenly made a slight cracking sound. Xie Liang went forward to check and found that there were tiny cracks on the coffin boards.
Shi Xiaoyin's expression turned serious when he saw this, and he asked Mr. Yin Yang, "What's going on?"
Mr. Yin Yang didn't say anything. He looked at Shi Xiaoyin and snorted. It seemed that he didn't intend to explain.
Shi Xiaoyin pulled out the red chain whip from his waist: "Don't force me to hit you!"
Mr. Yin Yang seemed to laugh out loud and said coldly, "It seems that a few people are enough for this funeral. I am not very good at martial arts. I will return home after my disciple comes back. Please do as you please."
After saying this, Mr. Yin Yang turned around and walked to the wall, sat down on the mat, and narrowed his eyes.
Seeing that Mr. Yin Yang was just standing by and watching, Xie Liang pulled Shi Xiaoyin to a corner of the mourning hall and said, "Tie him up first."
Shi Xiaoyin was puzzled: "Tie him up?"
"He's supposed to be an NPC in the dungeon helping the Adventers complete their quests. If he wants to leave, we have to tie him up first."
Shi Xiaoyin nodded: "Okay, let's wait for Bubu and the others to come back and see if there is any other way."
Xie Liang took out a roll of rope from his bag and held it behind him. Together with Shi Xiaoyin, they walked towards the Yin-Yang master in the corner while hiding themselves.
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