Chapter 109 Good News and Bad News
After Old Deng left, he pushed open the dilapidated door and walked into one of the rooms.
If no one chose to stay, it would truly be total annihilation.
Leaving one person to deal with the fierce ghost might even lead to a perfect outcome of everyone surviving.
The first truth of entering the ghost exorcism profession.
The best way to eliminate fear is to face it.
Only in this way can you know what you are facing.
Although the truth may not always work, at least you can die with clarity.
Judging from the full of malevolent aura of the embroidered shoes, this is an unbeatable enemy.
Even without seeing the other party, Old Deng understood this very well…
He continued to walk down the dimly lit corridor.
Although he might be facing death, Old Deng’s mood became calm instead.
He even had the leisure to ponder the origin of this expensive villa.
In fact, although this haunted house was a bit broken, looking closely at its design, it was clear that it was not a mansion that ordinary people could build.
Logically, in the 1970s and 1980s, such an expensive villa must have been left by someone famous.
But Old Deng had lived in Jiangliu City for so long and had been a ghost exorcist for so many years, but he couldn’t figure out the origin of this villa.
Perhaps it was because that investigation, which almost resulted in total annihilation, made him lose the motivation to continue investigating this villa?
Old Deng found a sealed room.
Ever since entering this haunted house, the cold and incongruous feeling had not stopped.
The dense grudge made people feel very uncomfortable and panicked. Those who could remain calm in this place were definitely not ordinary people.
After lighting the candle, Old Deng took out a handful of rice from his pocket and poured it into a bowl.
At the same time, he took out a small knife.
In the dim light of the candle, Old Deng’s weathered face looked quite terrifying.
The blade cut across his palm. Compared to young people, the blood of the elderly was more viscous, showing a dim red color.
But even so, when the blood came into contact with the bowl of rice, the cold and incongruous feeling became even stronger.
It was obvious that the owner of the red embroidered shoes had noticed him.
Blood flowed continuously into the bowl, quickly covering the rice.
In the dark room, which the candlelight could not illuminate, it seemed as if many guests had entered.
These candlelights could not illuminate their faces, but their residual sanity was already attracted by the scent of the blood-stained rice in Old Deng’s bowl.
However, they were not Old Deng’s target.
He had to find the owner of the pair of red embroidered shoes.
Communication, as well as violence, could solve many problems.
Especially when it was confirmed that victory was impossible, communication and exchange were very necessary.
Old Deng naturally hoped that he and the two police officers could leave safely.
But he didn’t know the name of the ghost being offered to, so he could only keep muttering.
“Gods and spirits above… Infinite Heavenly Venerate… Gods and spirits above… Infinite Heavenly Venerate…”
Unlike Liu Haoyu’s purposeful ghost offering, Old Deng’s ghost offering ritual was only to obtain a chance to survive.
Moreover, because he did not prepare suitable offerings in advance, Old Deng’s offering was just a bowl of rice.
This was also why those who chose to stay behind to cover the retreat were in mortal danger.
No one knew what their ghost offering liked. If they failed, they would be doomed forever.
Choosing rice was Old Deng’s most conservative decision.
As the ghost offering ritual proceeded, the air in the room seemed to have come to a standstill.
The pitch-black room gave a sense of empty gloom.
Old Deng stared intently at the blood in the bowl, waiting for the other party’s response.
Soon, the reflection in the bowl, which was originally clear and visible, began to blur.
The blood seemed to have turned into a dusty mirror, and Old Deng could not see his own face in it at all.
This scene looked a bit hair-raising.
Even Old Deng, who was indifferent to life and death, could not maintain his composure at this moment.
His body became stiff, and his vision blurred.
Vaguely, he always felt that there was something above his head, watching him.
These were attracted dirty things, and they were constantly making a “gulu” sound of swallowing saliva.
Suddenly, the room became extremely quiet.
Those noisy sounds instantly disappeared without a trace, as if something even more terrifying had entered the room.
And in Old Deng’s perception, it was standing behind him.
The aura of death was approaching, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping Old Deng’s heart.
But even so, Old Deng still dared not move. His gaze remained fixed on the dark red blood in the bowl.
As a ghost exorcist, he knew very well that he absolutely could not make any moves in this situation.
And he must never turn back!
Turning back meant certain death!
Gradually, Old Deng’s vision began to blur even more, and he gradually felt his life rapidly draining away.
The horror of death quickly occupied his mind.
At this moment, he recalled the bits and pieces of his past.
He saw his son, who died heroically in police uniform,
He saw his granddaughter, who was so small but always pestered him to tell ghost stories,
He saw the boy who stood up from beside his parents’ corpses, with empty eyes, indifferent to life and death.
…
Various scenes flashed through his mind. Although his vision was completely blurred, for some reason, in the reflection of the blood, he clearly saw… a girl holding a lantern?
Is this its true form?
Am I going to die?
As if staring at some unspeakable existence, Old Deng felt his soul being stripped away, and his consciousness gradually succumbed.
But at this moment, the room door was kicked open.
“Old Deng!!”
The two police officers forcibly broke into the ghost offering scene.
Wang Wenqi saw Old Deng’s unfocused, cloudy eyes, and quickly helped him up and said.
“I’ll take you! Eagle, cover the retreat!”
“Yes!”
Wang Wenqi pulled Old Deng and walked ahead, while Eagle followed behind the two with a handgun, constantly checking the situation behind them.
After running almost with all their might, the three of them escaped from this strange haunted house.
After escaping to safety, Wang Wenqi repeatedly confirmed that there was no fourth person following them, then placed Old Deng, dressed in Taoist robes, in the back seat and stepped on the accelerator to leave.
On the road, Eagle, who was also in the back seat, said to Old Deng.
“Old Deng? Old Deng? Are you okay?”
After a series of shakes, Old Deng’s consciousness slowly returned.
He took a breath, then took out a calming talisman and placed it on his forehead.
The refreshing and cool calming talisman gradually returned his mind to peace.
“I… I’m fine.”
In fact, even in such a life-threatening situation, Old Deng did not feel the killing intent that the other party exhibited.
But the other party only glanced at him, and didn’t even need to make a move, Old Deng felt as if he had already stepped into hell.
If Wang Wenqi and the other two hadn’t pulled him through at the last moment… the consequences would have been unimaginable.
This kind of terror could no longer be described in words.
Old Deng lit a cigarette with lingering fear.
There is good news,
The red gate is no longer in this haunted house,
There is also bad news,
The things in the haunted house now are stronger than the red gate.
