Chapter 97: End of the Banquet
The red-clothed ghost was silent for a moment with a gloomy expression.
As the mood of the real owner of the painting changes...
Everything is changing.
The turmeric ground turned strange colors and had odd textures.
Like human skin.
The bright red color was slowly staining the guests' clothes.
The temperature was dropping little by little, and the entire banquet hall was too cold.
The entire banquet hall was filled with strong winds and the lights went out suddenly.
The red-clothed ghost snorted and laughed, and asked in an ambiguous way, "What are you going to do?"
Chu Songjun directly stated his demand: "Let us out, we will help you put out the fire!"
The red-robed ghost laughed loudly, waving his scarlet sleeves and saying, "It's just a common fire, I can put it out with a wave of my hand, why would I need the help of you ants?"
Chu Songjun coughed a few times, a hint of deep thought appeared on his brows, and he confirmed: "Are you really unwilling? Such generous conditions will not be accepted after the time is up."
"You——" The red ghost's eyes widened: "Okay, okay, wait until I skin you alive and tear your bones apart, and then see if you can still boast like this!"
The red-clothed ghost made his hands into claws and suddenly swooped forward.
"You can't destroy it."
The ghost claw stopped in front of Chu Songjun, and the cold wind blowing in his face lifted up Chu Songjun's messy hair.
His lips were already dry and pale. Chu Songjun opened his lips slightly and repeated, "You can't destroy it."
Chu Songjun took a step forward and stared at the red-clothed ghost. He did not give in or evade. He said firmly: "If you don't want to die, you can only cooperate with me. Only I can help you."
“——”
The red-clothed ghost's face turned red, and he was so angry that he tore off the other half of his face with shaking hands.
"How dare you—"
On the surface, he looked extremely relaxed, but secretly his clenched, bloody fists loosened a lot.
He was just betting that the red-clothed ghost could not put out the fire. Fortunately, he was not completely unlucky.
His scream triggered the screams of the evil spirits.
Chu Songjun said in a very leisurely manner: "Keep your voice down, the fire seems to be burning more vigorously."
"you--"
The red ghost's scarlet eyeballs were spinning like a whirlpool in his eye sockets, and he glanced back at the screen in frustration.
The smoke was getting heavier and was rushing towards me through the screen.
Black spots appeared on the screen, like fruit peel on the verge of rotting.
The current situation of "Night Banquet in Changshou Palace" is not optimistic.
"I have lived long enough. It would be a wonderful thing to eat as many people as I can before I die!"
The red-clothed ghost grinned and moved closer again.
Chu Songjun showed no fear and spoke with clear emphasis: "Changshou Palace, Palace Master, have you really had enough of living?"
The red-clothed ghost paused.
He didn't see any fear on Chu Songjun's face.
Chu Songjun must have seen through him completely!
The red-clothed ghost knew that he had already revealed his true colors in front of the evil Chu Songjun, so it was his fault that he was so shocked for a moment.
He was caught with something that hurt him, and Chu Songjun had hit his sore spot, so he would never give in.
The red-clothed ghost was furious. Damn it, the words from the man's mouth were all lies to the ghost! Before letting the ghost kill people, the man never said that he wanted to kill the ghost as well!
If one day he could invite that guy into the "Night Banquet in Changshou Palace", he would use every possible means to let him know the horror of the ghosts' methods!
The red-clothed ghost's eyes became even redder with anger, and he thought with gritted teeth.
Now he wanted to eat all the human cubs in front of him, but unfortunately... in order to survive, he had to cooperate with Chu Songjun.
The red-clothed ghost was extremely unwilling to accept this. If he had known this would happen, he should not have let them go and allowed them to get out of the third act, thinking of teasing them later. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret for humans, and neither can ghosts.
If he didn't annoy Chu Songjun a little, he would not be able to sleep or eat!
"Okay, okay, you know how to play."
The red-clothed ghost rolled his eyes and suddenly revealed a weird smile.
"But how can I trust you? You didn't keep the promise we made before. If I let you go and you don't keep the agreement... my good intentions are wasted on a bunch of humans like you, I will go crazy!"
Chu Songjun narrowed his eyes slightly.
It is not advisable to force it at this time.
His left hand was still bleeding slowly, and the remaining fingers were still twitching.
The red-robed ghost pointed at Chu Songjun with his slender fingers: "You have to show some sincerity to me, otherwise, it will be hard for me to believe you..."
Chu Songjun did not hesitate: "Okay, come and get it."
The red-clothed ghost shook his head and said even more viciously, "Why don't you offer it to me? Wouldn't it be unbecoming of a noble family to let me take it myself?"
Chu Songjun understood what this guy meant. The Red-Clothed Ghost needed him to cut off his middle finger and then give it to him to eat.
Chu Songjun stared at him in silence for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "Okay, but... I hope he can get the compensation he deserves for this extra service."
The red-clothed ghost raised his eyebrows: "Of course!"
Chu Songjun took out a knife from his sleeve.
"Brother Song——"
Chu Songjun didn't even blink as he cut with the sharp blade, cleanly and neatly.
Blood spurted from the blade and fell on his right hand.
The red-clothed ghost rolled his tongue greedily around his fingers and laughed wantonly: "Happy cooperation."
Chu Songjun also smiled, and the smile deepened, and a small dimple appeared on his cheek.
His face became paler, so pale that it seemed to exude a ghostly aura.
He lowered his eyelashes and nodded slightly: "It's a pleasure to work with you."
The people behind Chu Songjun's back looked at him like knives, trying to torture the red-clothed ghost bit by bit.
However, the Red-Clothed Ghost has never cared about the gazes of ants. Now, only Chu Songjun can make him look up to him. Not only does he have an extraordinary mind, but he is also decisive. He is really a character!
Since they had already reached a cooperation, the Red Ghost no longer beat around the bush and said directly: "You must go to the fifth act before I can send you out. Of course, you have to go last."
Chu Songjun also guessed this: "Of course, it's my honor."
"No! Brother Song won't leave! We won't leave either!"
"That's right! Why did you keep him here, you evil devil?"
"Let go of Brother Song! I'll be your hostage!"
Xie Jinghe smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and took a step forward: "I am the legitimate son of the Xie family of Chen County..."
The red-clothed ghost glanced at Xie Jinghe coldly and ignored him.
He looked at Chu Songjun: "Do you need my help? You look bad, don't bleed to death."
Chu Songjun half lifted his eyelids: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine for now."
He asked Tiandong to take him to follow the red ghost.
When passing by Xie Jinghe, Chu Songjun said calmly: "Follow my arrangements..."
Xie Jinghe couldn't help but look up.
"No need to worry."
Xie Jinghe paused, his eyes could no longer leave the small body in front of him.
At this moment, Xie Jinghe's fingers were slightly bent, as if he wanted to grab something.
***
"Sir! Let me go last! Let me stay by your side!"
Tiandong pleaded anxiously.
“Your situation is terrible!”
The fire burned almost the entire fifth act, leaving charred marks mixed with dazzling flames.
Although Chu Songjun's name contains the character "ice and snow", he has always had a connection with fire, and it seems like he can't get over this hurdle.
He coughed even harder, with half of his body leaning on Tiandong.
Hearing this, he finally nodded as if he couldn't stand it anymore.
Tian Dong was overjoyed. Wang Youyu was about to speak, but Chu Songjun insisted, "You go! Find ahem, uncle!"
"Bang--"
The red-clothed ghost raised his sleeves, and the screen moved out of thin air, blocking the increasingly intense flames.
Chu Songjun did not advise those who wanted to stay, but just raised his chin slightly and let the red-clothed ghost send them out directly.
This simple action made them dare not act rashly.
Even the famous and unruly people in Xijing are now as obedient as lambs.
One after another, people are disappearing from the ancient painting. In contrast, the shadows in the garden are like rippling lake surface, with tiny splashes of water.
On the charred scroll, no one, including the protagonist in the scroll, noticed that in the "Farewell" segment of the fifth act, the little man with blood gushing from his left hand had a shadow under his feet on the screen.
“Have you ever thought about who set this so-called fire cough cough?”
Chu Songjun looked at the backs of everyone leaving.
He asked softly to the red-clothed ghost who was approaching.
"Who else could it be?" Isn't it the person who asked him to come over? The red-clothed ghost sneered, but then he quickly reacted and asked meaningfully: "Who do you want to know?"
“Ahem—”
Tiandong quickly patted Chu Songjun on the back.
"You seem very sure of your answer, but I think your answer is wrong."
After Chu Songjun finished coughing, he shook his head and said.
"Hmph... ignorant boy, don't think that just because you are smart, you can insult me without restraint." The red-clothed ghost opened his hands and said, "I am the ghost king who controls this painting "Night Banquet in Changshou Palace"!"
He is not Chu Songjun. How could he not know who is the mastermind behind the scenes? Everyone knows who it is, who set the fire, and who his enemy is. He is neither stupid nor blind. He knows what to do!
Chu Songjun didn't understand his hostility and glanced at him strangely: "So what? Don't you want to hear my opinion?"
Red Ghost: “…”
Red Ghost: "Then tell me what you think."
"You must have made a deal with someone to trap us."
There were not many people at the scene, and Xie Jinghe kept dawdling until he was the second to last.
He kept reciting the Xie family motto, hoping that his ancestors would appear to him again.
The red-clothed ghost is not trustworthy, and Xie Jinghe needs more things to help Chu Songjun overcome the difficulties.
The red-clothed ghost snorted and laughed: "It's obvious... You said so much because you want to know his identity?"
Chu Songjun shook his head: "I will know his identity soon."
The red-clothed ghost was not optimistic about this: "You can't guess it if you talk big."
The person who asked him to take action was cunning and insidious, and would never leave any handle easily.
Even if Chu Songjun was extremely intelligent, he would not be able to guess the identity of that person.
However, when he thought of the rat, the Red Ghost became more and more furious after being tricked. He didn't mind helping Chu Songjun. He said greedily: "Maybe we can make a deal. I can tell you the identity of that person, but you need to help me..."
"He only asks you to trap us?" Chu Songjun interrupted and asked.
The red-clothed ghost said coldly: "That's what he said, but he was so dirty behind the scenes."
The red-clothed ghost's words finally confirmed Chu Songjun's thoughts.
Chu Songjun's eyes darkened.
Chu Songjun choked and coughed again, and seemed to be about to lose consciousness. He pressed harder on Tian Dong who was supporting him.
Just at this moment.
Xie Jinghe's pupils shrank: "——"
His body was escaping from the scroll.
The ancestor of the Xie family, who had never given him any hints, suddenly appeared at this moment.
Xie Jinghe saw the dagger being taken out from his sleeve and stabbed at Chu Songjun! But his gentle face was the same as when he first met him!
"careful--"
Xie Jinghe suddenly shouted, but it was too late!
The predicted scene becomes reality at this moment!
At the end he disappeared.
All he saw was the doctor Tian Dong, who was following behind Chu Song Jun with his head lowered...
——Took out a dagger and stabbed Chu Songjun in the back!
***
Blood oozes from his mouth.
Then let it fall down little by little along the open neckline.
Chu Songjun covered his mouth with his hands and choked.
The red-clothed ghost had a look of disbelief on his face, and for a moment he couldn't utter a word. He was shocked to the extreme, and only his body was trembling slightly.
I saw a fierce ghost hovering over the doctor's head.
The evil ghost’s head was covered in blood, his eyes were as dark as night, but the corners of his mouth were strangely raised.
The dagger fell from its owner's hand the moment he lost his mind.
It fell to the ground with a "bang".
The expression on Tiandong's face was fixed on "gentle". Brain fluid slid down from the top of his head that was dug open by his bare hands, and flowed down his face which he had not yet reacted, looking a little funny.
Dalang grabbed the still warm brain in his hand and happily handed it to Chu Songjun.
The child gently wiped the blood off Dalang's face and said, "I don't like this. You eat it."
"you--"
The red-clothed ghost turned pale, and he noticed belatedly that something strange seemed to have slipped into his painting. He stepped back helplessly, looking around, his skin trembling...
The chilly air instantly swept across the entire banquet hall.
The overwhelming shadow is slowly appearing on the ancient painting!
The Red Ghost heard a strange chewing sound. He looked around in horror, only to see his guests being devoured by various evil spirits!
“How…how could it be…”
How did those ghosts get in?
Two crimson figures suddenly appeared behind Chu Songjun and gently picked him up.
The red-clothed ghost had a pale face and slowly looked towards Chu Songjun. Even if he was stupid at this moment, he understood that these evil ghosts were all controlled by Chu Songjun.
"How, how is this possible..."
The fire was still burning, but it was far from enough to warm the red ghost's heart.
"At first I thought you were willing to sacrifice yourself to kill us, but your reaction later proved otherwise. I later thought that this fire was set by the mastermind who wanted you to trap us, but it still doesn't seem right... My partner told me that this is not an ordinary fire..."
Chu Songjun spoke slowly.
From this, he was completely certain that the person who trapped them was not the same person who set the fire, and the mastermind that the Red Ghost mentioned was completely different from the mastermind behind the arson.
A pair of hands suddenly covered the red-clothed ghost's eyes from behind, and Jueming held the red-clothed ghost's eyeballs grimly.
"All of this made me start to think again about what happened. Could it be that someone saw this rare opportunity and prayed to something temporarily, thus setting a divine fire that could not be extinguished?"
“Ahem…”
Chu Songjun coughed.
The red-clothed ghost watched helplessly as the babies cut open his stomach. He giggled as he opened his belly and crawled inside to search for something.
"Fire. This reminds me of a god who can strike thunder. Thunder brings fire and ignites the scroll."
The mother's jet-black hair lifted up the dead Tiandong and she nimbly tore his clothes off.
Tiandong's belly was illuminated by the firelight, and the emptiness inside could be vaguely seen. When the hair cut open his belly, only the inside could be seen to be empty, and his organs had long disappeared.
"Poor thing... I guess his internal organs were offered to the gods."
Chu Songjun's fingers slid across the inside of Tiandong's flesh, and finally saw a certificate with intricate patterns, like a mockery from a high and mighty god.
He paused, then raised his hand and closed Tiandong's eyes. Complex emotions welled up in his mind. Before Tiandong insisted on staying with him, he actually had not doubted Tiandong. If possible, he did not want to have a traitor around him. He hoped that... some gods had been watching him, and seeing that he was in trouble, they casually added another disaster to him.
But Tiandong is indeed Daozu's slave.
The cunning Taoist did not imprint it on the surface, but imprinted it in Tiandong's body.
Chu Songjun was silent for a while, then he uttered an unhappy sound.
The red-clothed ghost struggled to survive in the evil ghost's rage, screaming with all his might, trying to find a way to live: "We have cooperation! We have cooperated!"
He watched in despair as the ghost baby grabbed three of Chu Songjun's finger bones and crawled out of his belly.
Countless ghosts were surrounding him.
The murderous intent is flowing.
Chu Songjun took the three finger bones and stared at them for three seconds. It seemed that the finger bones could not be reattached, so he might as well make use of their final effect. Chu Songjun threw the three finger bones into the shadow, and the shadow continued to boil.
[Your talent is working——]
【Connecting for you——】
Chu Chenghong was heartbroken as he surrounded him and blew his breath. When he heard the red-clothed ghost's words of "cooperation", his blush became even redder: "How dare you say that!"
Chu Songjun confirmed the Red-clothed Ghost's statement: "Yes, we have cooperated before."
The red-clothed ghost was overjoyed.
Chu Songjun was held close by his mother. He lowered his eyes and looked at the red-clothed ghost. He was still as gentle as when he made a deal with the red-clothed ghost. A cute dimple appeared on his cheek.
He smiled and said, "It's just that you are missing a reward from me, right or not?"
The red-clothed ghost was stunned. Reward.
He suddenly remembered that he was unwilling at that time and had to make things difficult for Chu Songjun, forcing him to cut off his finger and hand it to him.
The red-clothed ghost's face turned as pale as paper in an instant.
Chu Songjun looked down condescendingly, and countless ghost shadows behind him looked down at the red-clothed ghost together, like ferocious beasts salivating at their prey.
He had already thought of the reward, this was also an experiment in his ghost-controlling. He remembered a bowl of heart noodle soup that his parents had given him a long time ago.
He did not hesitate and was extremely determined.
"Heart..." The voice was even a little cheerful. The arrogant child said casually: "I want your heart."
Therefore, the red-clothed ghost could only tremble his body, reach his sharp ghost claws into his chest, dig out his own heart, and offer it with both hands.
And the child slowly raised the corners of his mouth among the crowd of ghosts.
***
The shrill cries of the first person to come out almost broke the night sky in the palace.
The sons of noble families are taking action.
Under the full moon, Xie Jinghe suddenly opened his eyes. He hurriedly pushed aside the people surrounding the scroll and rushed over. The doctor beside Chu Songjun suddenly rebelled! How is Chu Songjun now!
Squeezing into the center of the crowd, they saw that the very side of the scroll was constantly burning black, and it was almost extending across most of the scroll. The anxious children of the noble families poured five or six cups of tea in succession, but they still could not extinguish the invisible flames on the scroll.
They were so anxious that they were running around in circles, but there was nothing they could do.
"Mr. Song! Your medical boy wants to kill you!" Xie Jinghe finally completed the sentence that he was unable to say.
He stared at the fifth act, at the villain on the screen who seemed to be Chu Songjun, lowering his head in regret.
He shouldn't have left!
"It's coming, I saw it, I saw those dark shadows surrounding Brother Song!" A voice suddenly sounded.
Xie Jinghe was stunned. He couldn't help but lower his head, only to see a head that was much shorter than his.
It was Lin Xiaohe, he clenched his hands nervously and muttered to himself.
"What are those shadows?"
Someone suddenly exclaimed.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and look down at the scroll.
There were many ghost shadows, and these evil ghosts that came from nowhere appeared one by one in the scroll!
A beam of light fell from the sky from somewhere.
The charred burn marks gradually disappeared before everyone’s eyes!
The tea stains seeped into the painting, and the picture became clearer little by little!
The ghost shadows on the scroll suddenly moved, as if they had life, surrounding a short figure!
The guests who were drinking and having fun in the painting also started to move at this moment. They were running away in panic, which was completely different from the evil ghosts who had hunted them before! However, they were no match for the ghosts in the end! They were chased and pounced on! They were bitten to death!
The young men from noble families surrounding the scroll breathed rapidly and their eyes slowly widened.
Under this moonlight.
I don’t know who is so good at painting.
The guests' blood dyed the ground red and disappeared into the painting.
In each scene, they were replaced by ghosts with green faces, fangs, and a sinister and terrifying look!
The Lord of Longevity Palace, who was sitting on the main seat, had his face half drooped, and the wound on his heart was exposed in his half-open collar.
The goblins rejoiced.
Listen to music, watch dance, take a break, play music, and say farewell.
All five scenes are available.
Perhaps, instead of "Night Banquet in Changshou Palace", this painting should now be renamed...
——"The Ghost Banquet in Changshou Palace"!
The scroll closed with a snap.
Fell into Chu Songjun's arms.
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