Chapter 6 Rokutōshi (45/95)
Watching the old man’s face in the mirror, Deng Xiaolin’s forehead started to sweat profusely.
She stood there stiffly, not daring to move.
Although the old man looked so frail, Deng Xiaolin felt that if she made a move, she would be the one to die.
Her eyes were fixed on the old man’s face in the mirror.
It was only a face, its body had long since disappeared, and at this moment, the face still maintained that terrifying expression, staring straight at Deng Xiaolin.
“Gulu…”
The young girl swallowed hard.
And the old man in the mirror seemed to know that he had been seen by Deng Xiaolin.
But it made no move, nor any expression.
It just floated quietly behind Deng Xiaolin, its eyes, as big as ping pong balls, staring fixedly at the girl.
Deng Xiaolin tried to look behind her with her peripheral vision, but she could see nothing.
The room, brightly lit by the incandescent lamps, now seemed so cold and strange.
But the scene reflected in the mirror made Deng Xiaolin very clear about how dangerous her current situation was.
The old man’s face was gradually approaching, and the girl’s whole body began to sweat profusely.
“Demons, begone!”
The girl swung the peachwood sword behind her with all her might.
But she swung at empty air.
Worse still, she felt something gradually approaching her face…
Her own skin seemed to be being torn apart.
It was a pain that went deep into her bones, but the girl couldn’t make a sound of agony.
Warm blood dripped slowly from her cheek, and Deng Xiaolin couldn’t understand what kind of ghost she had encountered…
“Spirit-suppressing curse!”
At this critical moment, an old man broke open the room door and stuck a talisman directly onto Deng Xiaolin’s forehead.
“Bang!”
In an instant, a great repulsive force separated Old Deng and Deng Xiaolin.
The tearing sensation on the girl’s face disappeared.
She covered her face, holding back the pain without screaming.
Due to the intense pain, her clothes were quickly soaked with sweat, and only when the pain gradually subsided did she collapse onto the ground.
The exhausted girl looked at the silver mirror again, and the old man’s face had disappeared.
She was safe.
On the other side, Old Deng struggled to support himself. His body, already severely injured, was now tottering due to the forced activation of the talisman’s power.
He spat out two mouthfuls of bloody phlegm, but even so, he still stumbled to Deng Xiaolin’s side.
“Are you alright?”
“I’m fine… but Grandpa, you!?”
Seeing Old Deng’s miserable state, Deng Xiaolin ignored her weak body and quickly went to support the old man.
Old Deng waved his hand after being helped up.
“It’s okay, I’m just old and useless. I’m glad you’re alright.”
“You’re not old, you’re not old! Grandpa, you’re still young!”
“Heh heh…” Old Deng chuckled and said, “If only you were as sweet-mouthed normally, girl. But I’m really fine. Help me get a stool.”
“Okay, okay, okay.”
Deng Xiaolin nodded repeatedly. She helped Old Deng sit on the stool and kept looking around vigilantly, especially at the silver mirror, to ensure that the old man’s face wouldn’t come back.
“What was that just now?”
In response to Deng Xiaolin’s question, Old Deng took a breath and said.
“It should be a type of flying-headed monster.”
Flying-headed monsters, also known as Rokutōshi, are ghosts that only have a head but no body.
But the monster just now was even stranger.
It only had a face, and not even a head.
So Old Deng couldn’t guarantee that his explanation was correct.
But one thing was certain, the strength of this monster… was very strong.
With Deng Xiaolin’s current ability, she had no chance of winning against it.
Old Deng scanned the room and, after confirming that the ghost had left, continued.
“Xiaolin, hurry and go find Xiao Liu. Currently, in Jiangliu City, only he can deal with this ghost.”
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On the other side, Liu Haoyu, who had been riding his motorcycle all day, finally returned to the familiar yet unfamiliar haunted house.
However, starting from today, he would have to earn money to renovate this haunted house.
After all, this was his and Qin Liu’s new home, and it couldn’t look like a ruin. If others saw it, they would surely mock him.
“It’s not a ruin! It’s not a ruin!”
Qin Liu, as if she could read minds, saw through Liu Haoyu’s thoughts at a glance.
“It’s just that no one has cleaned it!”
It could be seen that the little ghost really liked this place.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so dedicated to maintaining the haunted house’s reputation.
“Alright, alright, it’s getting late. You must be tired after riding all day, time to rest.”
As Liu Haoyu spoke, his gaze gradually moved down, landing on the girl’s small feet.
The latter’s face turned slightly red, and she couldn’t help but complain.
“Is it only my legs that attract you?”
“How is that possible?” Liu Haoyu said righteously, “The white stockings are just a garnish, the main course is still to come.”
“Pfft! Pervert!”
Qin Liu, her face flushed, ran back into the haunted house.
Liu Haoyu shrugged.
He would have liked to have the main course, but he was afraid that by the time he was eating it, he would accidentally summon a guide.
That would truly be a case of inviting the god being easy, but sending them away being difficult.
Moreover, to put it mildly, Qin Liu’s body was too weak now. Doing such things would be best avoided.
The black book had also analyzed the reason for her loss of control last time, and it was very likely due to excessive strenuous exercise, leading to her body function being unable to keep up and fainting.
For the happy future of this little ghost, he really had a long way to go.
Liu Haoyu sighed, then took out his mobile phone, about to call Old Deng.
However, when he opened it, he saw a missed call from Deng Xiaolin.
It was rare for this girl to call him proactively.
Although it was a little strange, it was highly likely that she had something to look for him.
So Liu Haoyu dialed her number.
After a long series of dialing tones, the call was not connected.
It was eleven o’clock now. According to reason, Deng Xiaolin should not have gone to bed yet at this hour.
Although this girl didn’t stay up often, modern young people’s schedules usually meant going to bed around twelve o’clock.
To be cautious, Liu Haoyu dialed again.
Another long wait.
However, this time, the call was finally answered.
Liu Haoyu subconsciously teased.
“You there? Wanna see my white stockings?”
“Zizizi… Zizizizi…”
A strange static discharge sound came from the other end of the phone.
Then, a strange and hoarse old man’s voice came from the other end.
“Young man, have some shame.”
