"Crunch,"
The voice grew bolder, and my brows furrowed unconsciously in my sleep.
Deep down, there seemed to be a faint sense of foreboding.
The mattress seemed to have sunken in slightly, right next to my lower back, as if someone had placed a hand there.
It could also be an illusion caused by me turning over.
I don't know how much time passed, maybe a few minutes, a few hours, or maybe just a few seconds.
"hiss...."
A very faint sound rang out close to my ear in the silence.
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable chill, like a slippery and venomous snake, silently crept up from under the bed.
In my sleep, my fingers twitched unconsciously, as if trying to pull back under the covers, but I was a beat too slow.
A chill crept up my hand and onto my body.
At that moment, I finally realized something was wrong; it was definitely me. What the hell? I tried hard to open my eyes, but my eyelids were glued shut.
My gaze suddenly rose, and I saw myself lying on the bed with my eyes tightly closed.
There was a shadow by the bed, half of its body under the bed, as if it had just crawled up from under the bed.
Sleep paralysis!
I suddenly realized what had happened to me!
There's something under the bed. He's already up here. If he doesn't wake up soon, I'm sure I'll die a horrible death.
I frantically rolled my eyes, blinked repeatedly, and tried to move the tip of my tongue against the roof of my mouth.
But it was no use; my body felt like it was filled with cement, and I couldn't even move my eyelids.
My grandfather once told me how to deal with sleep paralysis.
The most important thing is to gather the Yang energy within the body and break through the constraints!
However, after being entangled with ghosts one after another, I now have extremely heavy yin energy and gradually weakening yang energy, making it impossible to wake up in this way.
I felt a sense of despair. I watched the shadow from my suspended position in mid-air. His dark blue hands were gripping the edge of the bed tightly as he drew closer and closer to me.
The man was indistinguishable as male or female; his long hair was matted together and covered in congealed blood clots.
His neck was bent in a bizarre way, almost hanging at a ninety-degree angle, and he was wrapped in something that looked like a shroud.
My consciousness roared wildly, trying to move, even if it was just a slight movement of my hand, foot, or eyelid!
The thing by the bedside seemed to notice my strange downward gaze and suddenly looked up at me!
That's when I saw his face!
His facial features were blurred and indistinct; where his eyes were, there were only two deep, dark holes; his nose was just a collapsed outline; and his mouth appeared to have been sewn shut.
My scalp tingled instantly. This thing wasn't an ordinary vengeful ghost; it was a sealed-aperture corpse!
My grandfather told me about this. It's not a corpse that died in a specific way, but a kind of vengeful spirit, something that people who died after suffering extremely cruel things in their lives have become!
Gouging out his eyes is to prevent him from seeing the world of the living forever, so that he will never be able to see his enemies, and even if he becomes a vengeful ghost, he will not be able to seek revenge!
Cutting off the nose means depriving the person of their hearing, cutting off the flow of breath, and symbolizing the stripping away of their vitality!
Moreover, there is a saying that if the eyes are gouged out, the hearing and sense of smell will become more sensitive. This punishment aims to completely eliminate this possibility by directly causing the victim to lose their sense of smell and hearing!
His ears were probably blocked too, but I didn't see it.
As for gagging, it means silencing them, preventing them from ever speaking out about their grievances, calling for help, or eating!
The most important thing is to prevent him from filing a complaint in the underworld!
With all four orifices sealed, resentment cannot escape, and the soul cannot find peace. It would be strange if such a dead person did not turn into a vengeful ghost!
This type of sealed-orifice corpse is extremely difficult to deal with.
I couldn't help but curse in my heart. That damned curse was like a magnet, drawing this evil thing out from who-knows-where.
By this time, he had completely crawled out from under the bed, and turned his gaze back to me on the bed, as if he was about to feast.
But just like before, no matter how hard I tried to open my eyes, there was no response at all!
It was as if I, lying on the bed, was already dead, merely a corpse.
Wake up! If you don't wake up soon, you're really going to die!
But my yang energy has been completely suppressed by this ghostly thing's yin energy, so it's impossible for me to wake up on my own!
Oh right, I can ask someone to call me. Suddenly it dawned on me, I still have the Thunderstrike Sword!
I felt like bursting into tears, but at the last moment, I finally remembered him and communicated with him in my heart.
"Lightning Sword, quick, strike me!"
My words were extremely urgent, but Lei Jijian seemed not to understand what was happening and slowly replied:
“Master, I am a sword, I can only cleave you with my sword, how can I cut you with my blade?”
Hearing his words, I was so angry I almost choked. What kind of time is this?
My life is hanging by a thread; I'm about to become a corpse, and he's still here arguing with me!
"Stop talking nonsense! There's a ghost next to me, can't you see?! I'm about to die!"
I was furious, but also a little confused. Logically, the lightning strike should have noticed something was wrong with me long ago, so why didn't it react?
As if waking from a dream, Lei Jijian's voice boomed loudly:
"Holy crap, it really is! How come I didn't notice it before? Master, why are you still lying in bed? Get up and get it!"
"I'm experiencing sleep paralysis right now and can't get up at all. Otherwise, why would I let you slash me with your sword? Are you stupid? Hurry up!"
I roared with all my might, "That damn lightning sword, why are you so hesitant at this crucial moment!"
"Alright, alright, Master, why didn't you say so sooner!"
Why didn't I say so sooner? I should have said so a long time ago. You've been arguing with me the whole time, and I have no way to explain myself.
This talkative habit of Lei Jijian almost killed me!
Fortunately, he finally came to his senses. A sharp pain shot through me, and I sat up abruptly. Beside the bed was that hideous corpse!
"Yes, without time to think, I grabbed the lightning sword, smearing the blood from my hands onto the blade. Instantly, the sound of the lightning sword striking my head echoed in my mind:"
"Master, your blood still tastes so wonderful."
"Are you a vampire? Hurry up and kill him, damn it!"
I threw the Thunderstrike Sword out, and it moved freely in the air, hacking away at the sealed corpse with a series of clangs.
This thing, though called a vengeful ghost, is actually closer to a zombie.
The blade of the lightning sword was still smeared with my blood, which was brimming with yang energy, and I couldn't cut it into pieces for a while!
Instead, it produced the sound of metal clashing.
I threw off the covers, jumped off the bed from the other side, and grabbed the cloth bag with both hands.
I've figured it out now. Even Lei Jijian can't be relied on in crucial moments; you still have to rely on yourself!
After I've dealt with this guy, I'm not going to sleep anymore. I don't care what time it is, I'm going straight to find my master!
Otherwise I'd be driven to my death, these ghosts just keep coming, like there's no end to them!
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