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Chapter 42: Butcher Knife (7) Please subscribe!

When Sang Que heard the sound and turned around, he saw a flying head, a falling body, and old furniture that was knocked over.

Her breathing stagnated, and she raised her hand and smashed the Tang sword at the butcher.

The butcher did not move his body, but his half-broken head suddenly turned towards Sangque, and the butcher knife was swung down again.

Clang!
With a crisp sound, the Sangque Tang sword flew backwards, and the butcher knife in the butcher's hand was also blown away by the power of the ghost soldier talisman.

good chance!
Sang Que's eyes were sharp. He tilted his head and took out the hunting bow behind him. He took two steps back, put an arrow on the string, and ignited the ghost soldier talisman in one go.

The arrow flew through the wind and hit the butcher right between his eyebrows.

The huge force knocked the butcher's head back, and he stared at Sang Que with cold eyes, and pounced on him angrily. However, before he took a step, his whole body was shattered by the effect of the Ghost Soldier Talisman.

The paper-like ashes were blown towards Sangque by the cold wind. Sangque put down his hunting bow and was ready to absorb the energy when a powerful force suddenly emerged from the patio behind him, making Sangque feel cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

She watched helplessly as the butcher's power sank into the watch shop downstairs in the courtyard and disappeared without a trace.

"Fuck!"

There was a curse, but it was not uttered by Sangque.

Sang Que walked quickly to the pile of debris across the street and saw Xu Yichao lying in it with his teeth bared. Apart from a bloody abrasion on his neck, he was intact.

Surprised, Sang Que quickly looked for the head that had just been chopped off by the butcher. He saw a paper head swaying slightly in the wind under a roadside electric pole.

Sang Que's heart tightened, feeling surprised but... not surprised.

Ever since she stepped into this world full of ghosts, all she encountered were evil ghosts with evil intentions. Even the evil spirits that grew from Qin Lu's corpse would ruthlessly harm her former friend.

Sang Que once believed that evil spirits had no reason, only a bloodthirsty and murderous desire.

This little paper girl made Sangque see the "good" side of this kind of existence.

Sangque suddenly felt depressed and didn't know how to express his feelings.

When she looked away, she suddenly saw the old-fashioned butcher knife dropped by the butcher.

"Yin thing?!"

Sang Que opened the bag in front of his chest and took out a piece of red cloth and a mineral water bottle that he had prepared long ago.

The bottle contained rooster blood that she had bought in advance at the vegetable market, and red rope was soaked in it.

Since we are here to kill evil spirits, we must be prepared.

She picked up the blood-stained butcher knife while padding it with a red cloth. A brutal murderous intent accompanied by a biting chill came over her. Some images of chopping flesh and blood flashed before Sang Que's eyes. She hurriedly wrapped the butcher knife and tied it with a red rope, and the chill faded away.

Sang Que glanced at the patio building next to him. The butcher's "experience points" were taken away, and two ghost soldier talismans were lost, but it was not a loss to get a Yin object.

This knife is quite powerful. It can chop off heads from a distance and is lethal to both humans and evil spirits. I just don't know what price one will have to pay after using it.

Sang Que thought about how the butcher committed suicide by slitting his throat, and that most of his soul had its neck severed. He felt that this price would not be so easy to bear, and the butcher knife could only be used as a last resort.

"Do you still want to follow me in?"

Since the butcher's power could be absorbed by the patio building, it meant that the culprit who caused the entire village to become like this was inside the patio building. She was not in the wrong place.

With three more Ghost Soldier Talismans and the butcher knife, Sang Que decided to go deeper. After all, her main purpose of coming here had not been achieved yet.

Xu Yichao didn't answer. Sang Que turned his head and found him kneeling under the electric pole, holding the paper man's head, trembling all over, as if he had lost his soul.

"I remember now. I remember everything..."

At this time, there was only a piece of torn paper left on the paper man's head hanging on the deformed bamboo frame, but there was a blood-red mark in the paper man's eyes.

Scattered fragments of memory flashed back in Xu Yichao's mind.

"Ouch! The threshold is so high that I almost fell down. My hands are all scratched. Hiss——"

"Eh? This paper figurine is very pretty, but why does it have no eyes? Look at me!"

"Hey, now you can see it, I'm going to hide in the next room for a while, you help me keep an eye on it and don't tell anyone else."

"Good thing you died, damn bitch!"

Xu Yichao's voice trembled as he slowly told Sang Que, "When I was a kid, I played hide-and-seek. On that day, I ran to the Fushou paper-making shop and used my blood to paint the eyes of this paper figurine of a little girl. This paper figurine and the paper villa are all tributes for Xu Chunxia's anniversary."

"It must be because I scolded Xu Chunxia. She was narrow-minded and seduced my soul. When I followed the temple keeper back, it was Xu Chunxia who held my hand! This gossip harmed Uncle Pang when she was alive, and she wants to harm me after she dies."

"Besides the temple keeper's grandmother, she was also the one who saved me. She rushed out from the side and knocked Xu Chunxia away, which allowed me to come back to life. Sang Que, did you see her before? She was always on top of me?"

Xu Yichao nervously asked Sang Que for confirmation. Sang Que nodded, "Yes, she has been following you. She was the one who pushed you down in the photo studio and saved you."

"So is she...dead now?"

After learning the truth, Xu Yichao did not feel scared, but instead felt heartbroken.

"As far as I know, these things can grow stronger by devouring their own kind. I can see that there is still some of her residual aura on you. It has not completely disappeared."

Hearing this, Xu Yichao stood up with his eyes shining, "So, if I just catch a ghost and let her swallow it, she will recover?"

Sang Que frowned, "Aren't you afraid of that butcher and the incident at the photo studio?"

Xu Yichao shuddered, but then tried to stay calm, "Don't be afraid! If they dare to kill me, I will be even more ferocious than them after I die. Let's see who kills whom then!"

Sang Que raised his eyebrows. This logic... is very interesting!
After getting her Tang sword back, Sang Que discovered that there was still a faint mark of the Ghost Soldier Talisman on it, so she handed the sword to Xu Yichao.

"I should be able to kill the evil spirits once more... that is, the ghosts. Save it for when you need it most. You need to use your brain to deal with these dirty things. You need to be cautious and not reckless."

Xu Yichao took the knife flattered, placed the paper man's head next to him, and covered it with a plastic basket.

Sang Que put on his hunting bow, put the butcher knife in the bag on his chest, took out the fruit knife from his pocket, attached a new ghost soldier talisman to it, and picked up the crowbar that Xu Yichao had thrown aside earlier, thinking that he might need it later.

Glancing at the slightly nervous Xu Yichao, Sang Que took the lead and went in from the Brothers Watch Shop downstairs in the patio.

Only the frame of the glass door of the watch shop was left, and there were broken glass everywhere in the store. The rusty old display cabinets were covered with thick dust, and some counters even had rotting carcasses of rats inside. As soon as you got close, flies swarmed around.

Sang Que remained calm and looked around. There were some broken wall clocks of various types on the wall, with the time frozen at different times.

Opposite the door of the store, the shrine that once housed the God of Wealth is now empty, with only cobwebs left. Next to it is a large upright pendulum clock in classic mahogany style, but without a pendulum.

There were still messy footprints on the ground, indicating that someone had come in not long ago. Overall, Sangque did not find anything unusual for the time being.

There is a door at the deepest part of the store, leading to the first floor of the patio building. Xu Yichao walked in holding a flashlight.

The building faces east and west, and the layout of each floor is the same, with three rooms on each side of the east and west, a staircase on the north side, and a public toilet on the south side.

The three rooms on the west side of the first floor were connected to form a watch shop. The central patio has a cement floor and a rockery flower bed. It used to be a flowing water landscape, but now there are only smelly and moldy dead fish and swarms of flying flies.

There are three rooms on the east side. The middle one, 102, is divided into two to serve as a duty room and a warehouse. The doors of 101 and 103 are closed. Some old toys are scattered at the door of 103, and there is a dirty children's bicycle parked at the door.

Xu Yichao stood in the courtyard and looked up, "Sangque, come and see, you can actually see the moon from this patio!"

Hearing this, Sang Que walked to Xu Yichao and looked up towards the skylight. A bright full moon was hanging high in the sky. The bright moonlight illuminated the railings on each floor, and the clothes hangers hanging on the railings rattled in the cold wind.

The shadow on the moon looked like a strange human face, staring down coldly.

Sang Que took out his phone to check the time. "No! It's only seven o'clock now. Not to mention that there is no moon outside, even if there is a moon, it shouldn't be in the middle of the sky."

Kou Yushan taught her that if the summer moon is in this position, it is around 12 o'clock in the morning.

"I'll go out and have a look."

Sang Que ran outside to confirm, and Xu Yichao also reacted. They had only seen thick clouds outside and did not see the moon at all. He approached the central flower bed on the first floor, raised the flashlight upwards, and observed carefully.

"Is this moon fake? Impossible..."

boom!
A person suddenly fell heavily in front of Xu Yichao from above, and hot and sticky liquid splashed all over him unexpectedly.

Xu Yichao's mind went blank for a moment, a sharp tinnitus broke out in his ears, and he felt dizzy. He widened his eyes in horror and met the eyes of the young man with brown curly hair who died with his eyes open on the ground.

The man held a mobile phone tightly in his hand, and on the screen was a message that failed to be sent.

[Brother, I may not be able to go back, I must save Brother Wu Jun! ]

clang--

A heavy bell suddenly rang out. Sang Que watched as all the sliding doors from the place where they came in were slammed shut. A strong sense of oppression and a biting chill instantly filled the building, making Sang Que shudder.

She retreated back into the watch shop, turned around, and stood there in a daze.

All the broken clocks on the wall were pointing to the same time.

Early morning, twelve o'clock!

clang--

clang--

clang--

The death knell sounded one after another, birds flew across the sky in large numbers, mice fled in groups, and black cats squatted on the eaves licking their paws. As the whole village sank into deeper darkness, something was gradually reviving...