18. Chapter 18: Ghost Raiser

Translator: mellet

“Boy, if you come out on your own, I might let the others go.” Lin Laowu saw that the curtain of light bounced back his ghost children, and his face went gloomy. In fact, most of the ghost children in his control died at birth, or were dug out from the belly of the woman. The person like Nuonuo who was directly killed by him was the first. He kind of tried hard. After all, Nuonuo, who was fourteen years old, was not easy to raise already. Just to suppress his memory had consumed a lot of Lin Laowu’s strength, but when seeing Xia Mingyu, he preferred the soul of Xia Mingyu.

Why? It was  said before that Xia Mingyu’s body and soul were quite special. Lin Laowu thought that he can only get the soul and sell the body to the puppet masters who make the corpse puppet. The price, tut, was probably more than ten thousand yuan.

Xia Mingyu snorted coldly, closed his eyes and sat down, supported the magic array with his faint mana. He could only expect Wangchuan to find something wrong sooner, and then came over. He could not beat Lin Laowu. As for trading himself for other people’s lives, he wouldn’t do that.

He was not stupid. He had seen many killings in the Zhao family, and he clearly knew that Lin Laowu was cheating them. As soon as he walked out of the magic array, the ghost children would kill him. When his soul was taken away, the magic array would be completely exhausted. In the meantime, these children would be killed. Even if these children would not become ghost children, there would be enough flesh and blood for those ghost children outside the array to eat, not to mention that there was a newborn ghost Nuonuo.

Xia Mingyu thought so, only single-minded supported the magic array, and completely did not notice the expression of a few children on the side. The youngest one already cried out, heard Lin Laowu say so, immediately open his eyes to Xia Mingyu, only hoping he can sacrifice for them, but after seeing Xia Mingyu sit down, his eyes dimmed.

The others hesitated to reach out and push Xia Mingyu out, and were stopped by Doudou, “What do you want? Brother Xia is protecting us.”

One of the girls cried, “I know he’s protecting us, but if he hadn’t meddled, Grandfather Lin wouldn’t deal with us. It’s his fault!”

“Yes! Grandfather Lin also said that as long as he went out on his own, he would let us go, but he didn’t! He was so selfish. Why should we be buried with him? I don’t want to die, I… I want to live, I want my parents! Boohoo!”

How could these children think so much? They simply thought that as long as they handed over Xia Mingyu to Lin Laowu, Lin Laowu would let them go. Although Doudou trusted Xia Mingyu, he hesitated this time. But finally he shook his head and rejected others’ requests, “No, have you forgotten? How did Nuonuo die? I… I would rather believe in Brother Xia.”

Those children originally saw Doudou as their boss, so they didn’t dare to say anything more when they heard him say this. But Lin Laowu couldn’t wait, he let the ghost children rush into the magic array. Just for four or five times, Xia Mingyu couldn’t hold up any more. It would have drained him to hold for so long, and he also sticked the Glyph given by Wangchuan into the array, which made the array beyond his ablity.

“Poof.” After spitting blood, Xia Mingyu’s head was a little dizzy. Just then, someone in the crowd pushed him out of the array, and the ghost children pounced him quickly, dragging Xia Mingyu into the air. Lin Laowu came over laughing, holding Xia MIngyu by the neck with grim expression on his face.

“Boy, you’re finally in my hands.” Lin Laowu strenuously pinched the neck of Xia Mingyu, who was unable to breathe. Xia Minyu’s small face was pale, and his peach sword had fallen to the ground because he was unable to hold it. To prevent him from resisting, the ghost children suppressed his hands and feet.

It was so distressing… Xia Mingyu was already dizzy, but now because of the lack of oxygen, it became more and more difficult to stay awake. Suddenly, he fainted. Lin Laowu laughed and waved, making the ghost children slammed into the array again. The faces of several kids became pale, and even some children shouted, “Grandfather Lin, you didn’t keep your word. You clearly said that what you need is only his life!”

“I mean to want his soul, but I also said that I might let you go, but I didn’t say that I would.” Lin Laowu sneered. It was known to all that one should kill the witness after crime, okay? If he let these children go, it would only bring him trouble. It would be better to kill them together.

“All of you, GO DIE! Be my ghost child! I will get the strongest ghost child!” Lin Laowu tried hard again, and Xia Mingyu’s faint breath was completely gone. Lin Laowu saw that Xia Mingyu’s soul began to drift and was almost coming out of his body, and went to take the soul-collecting mantle with joy. Suddenly an accident occurred.

“Ow!” A ghost child screamed. Lin Laowu turned around and saw Nuonuo standing around the magic array, bite one of the ghost children. Lin Laowu cursed a low “damn”, took the soul-controlling  bell, shook it and began to spell. Nuonuo suddenly rolled on the ground in pain, and Xia Mingyu’s soul would be completely removed from his body.

“Huh –”

A white shadow waving in front of Lin Laowu, Zhao Yun, in anger, grabbed Lin Laowu’s hands with which were pinching Xia Mingyu’s neck. His red-red pupils lit up with anger, “Let him go.”

Lin Laowu shuddered, subconsciously let go of Xia Mingyu. Zhao Yun kicked him hard, and Lin Laowu flew out and were slammed into the wall, knocking a big hole in the earth wall。

Xia Mingyu’s body fell down, was grabbed into Zhao Yun’s arms. Looking at his soul which had been removed from his body, Zhao Yun frowned, raised his hand to pull Xia Mingyu’s soul back to his body. But Xia Mingyu still didn’t breathe. Zhao Yun was anxious.

Eight Tails killed the ghost child neatl and quickly. After seeing ghosts were sucked into the gound by Mu Feng, Eight Tails ran to Zhao Yun, then he was surprised to hear zhaoyun said: “Eighteen, save him.”

“Master, he’s dead. I can’t bring back the dead.” Eight tails swallowed saliva, accepted his master’s murderous gaze, and jumped into Wangchuan’s arms.

Mu Feng tutted, stuck a piece of Soul-Stemming Glyph to Xia Mingyu’s brow, then said, “He still has to be saved, but if the Black-and-white Impermanenceare Ghosts were here, he won’t be able to be saved.”

Zhao Yun screwed his eyebrows, “How can I save him?”

Mu Feng gave him a meaningful look, then said gravely, “The blood deed.”

As soon as he spoke, Eight Tails in Wangchuan’s arms blew up, “Damn it, are you trying to hurt my master? If my master ties the blood deed with that dead kid, it will ruin my master’s magic accomplishments!”

Zhao Yun didn’t care so much. When he heard Mu Feng’s method, he calmed down and asked, “How?”

“It needs blood from his tongue to make the deed. If you decide, I’ll draw a magic array for you now. Are you sure you want to-”

“I’m sure.” Zhao Yun interrupted Mu Feng, but in fact, he didn’t know why he would agree to establish the blood deed decisively, even didn’t know why he was clinging to saving Xia Mingyu, but once he thought of that the teenager would no longer rely on him, that pair of cat pupils would no longer stared at him covered in water fog, he was upset. So he must save Xia Mingyu anyway.

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