Chapter 500 That's Your Business

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        Tushe shivered, and suddenly, a head emerged abruptly from another large coffin in the cave.

    Dead bodies can rise and break open coffins, but ghosts do not have this obstacle.

    It was the same wrinkled old face, but this time it belonged to an elderly man.

    The old man's eyeballs were completely crimson and suddenly lunged at Tushe!

    I had been extremely alert all along, and I shone the Four Regulations Mirror at the old ghostly figure!

    Without a ghostly impersonation as a buffer, that thing disintegrated into a cloud of mist instantly.

    Following that, I struggled to pull Tushe back, although his steps were disoriented, a sliver of lucidity he managed to regain kept him from falling into the void.

    I managed to retreat about seven or eight meters, and a coffin was below me as well.

    Still holding Tushe's hand, I leaped downward!

    The sound was muffled and didn't lose any force. I landed on the coffin, and Tushe fell onto it.

    He groaned in pain, but I was quick to react, immediately climbing up the narrow path from the coffin ahead of us and rapidly approaching us.

    Old Gong controlled Yang Ghost Gold and followed behind.

    "Can you still hold on?" I asked in a hoarse voice to Tushe.

    He didn't answer me, but stood up and walked with incredible stability, reaching the narrow path.

    The group gathered together, and the group of corpses retreated silently again.

    I looked slightly upwards at the slanting above, and a tingling sensation spread across my scalp.

    The position where I and Tushe stood a moment ago was now occupied by three figures.

    An old woman, an elderly man, and a girl no older than ten stood beside them.

    The girl's abdomen was protruding, as if she had some strange illness, but her eyeballs were tinged with deep blue!

    It turned out to be a retribution ghost?

    Fortunately, I reacted quickly. Otherwise, if she had possessed Tushe in the next moment, it wouldn't have been so simple...

    Even with the Four Regulations Mirror, there would definitely be trouble!

    They seemed to have some reservations and did not approach us again.

    Then, as we continued downward, Old Gong started warning us more frequently, clearly more alert.

    We passed by two red coffins and even one golden coffin.

    In addition, many holes were chiseled into the mountain walls, allowing us to see the coffins inside.

    Some holes we passed directly through, while others required us to jump down into the coffins of the next level, just as we had done before.

    During this time, there was a problem. Yang Ghost Gold still followed the old Gong's orders and jumped to the same position as Jiao Ying.

    The wooden beam could not bear the weight and snapped...

    Fortunately, Jiao Ying's reaction was quick enough, and she climbed onto the narrow path first. Yang Ghost Gold and Old Gong fell onto the coffin below... which was still unstable.

    This dispelled the thought I had just formed; I was about to jump down into the coffins layer by layer.

    The night darkness became even darker.

    There was an almost palpable sense of not being able to see one's own hand in front of one's face.

    From all directions, the zombies were individually crawling into the coffins.

    Old Gong told us to stand still...

    Within minutes, a streak of pearly dawn broke through the darkness and dispelled the night. Old Gong vanished, as it was now daylight...

    Fortunately, the cliffside of the hanging coffins reached its end.

    At the next layer down, there was a narrow path that continued with an old and worn-out staircase. The staircase looked like it was not yet finished, with each layer built one by one.

    The short distance of just a few tens of meters, despite Yang Ghost Gold's twisting and turning, Old Tushe showed no carelessness at all. We all safely arrived on the ancient staircase.

    We were probably at a point about one-third the height of the mountain.

    The staircase leads all the way to the bottom, but the cliffside with the hanging coffins above is not something ordinary people can pass.

    This time we were able to pass through completely by luck, but next time might not be so easy.

    The pregnant retribution ghost girl with the distended abdomen was difficult to deal with, and in several other places where the coffins had issues, we all crossed over at Old Gong's prompt.

    Not only the fierce zombies and evil ghosts, but they also have guards...

    The staircase is still narrow, but it is much easier to walk on than the narrow path.

    When we reached the bottom of the staircase, which was at the foot of the mountain, below us was a rushing river, and behind us to our side was a deafening waterfall cascading down.

    We walked to the end of the staircase and then climbed up a stone path.

    The path had been unused for years, and the sides of the mountain were overgrown with weeds, thorny shrubs.

    The place where we descent, the trees are especially dense, there's no path, it's a slope.

    Below the slope was a market filled with people.

    We rushed down, causing a stir in the crowd, who started filming and clapping at us.

    Some were amazed, while others seemed unimpressed, saying it was just a few people who aren't afraid to die. They mentioned that there had been so many rescue teams climbing up the mountain recently, and some of them didn't follow the usual route.

    We quickly pushed our way through the market and hailed a taxi by the side of the road.

    The four of us fit in the taxi just right, and the driver was just turning to ask us for our address. I was about to look at Tushe, but he already said in a muffled voice, "The high-speed railway station."

    Then, Tushe said three more words.

    "Langjiang City."

    My pupil contracted slightly, and Jiao Ying silently repeated the words, quickly pulling out her phone and flipping through it.

    Tushe flicked his elbow, and two identification cards landed on Jiao Ying.

    Jiao Ying pressed her lips together, and her actions became even faster.

    I exhaled a breath of stale air.

    The taxi passed under the mountain gate of Du'e Mountain Temple, which made me feel nervous for a moment.

    It's difficult enough to avoid the ghost niches. If something goes wrong at this crucial moment, it's truly terrible luck.

    Fortunately... there were no issues, and the taxi drove away like the wind.

    When we arrived at the high-speed railway station, Jiao Ying hurriedly said that there were only about ten minutes left before the train departed, and we had to hurry.

    She bought this ticket, it's almost seamless.

    Once we boarded the high-speed train and sat in our respective seats, our hearts finally began to settle down.

    Yang Ghost Gold seemed tired and leaned back in his chair, falling into a deep sleep.

    There were only four seats in this section of the train, which was just enough for us four. Jiao Ying had spent quite a bit of money to secure such a convenient seat.

    Tushe looked at me silently and said, "Luo Xian Shen, you have some things."

    "I'm just alright." I replied.

    "Still, that's not enough. I know what you want to know. There's a mountain in Langjiang City, with a Taoist temple on the peak and a tomb at the foot."

    "The temple has been abandoned for many years. The tomb at the foot of the mountain is where your parents, along with your older brother and everyone from the ghost niches, went."

    "As long as we take your older brother to the area around the temple, or inside the tomb, the ghost stuff on him will naturally seep out to find his own bones."

    "When we get there, your older brother will wake up, and the matter will be none of our concern. He can only tell you what happened and what to do; you can handle it as you see fit."

    Jiao Ying furrowed her brow slightly and whispered, "We need to go in and look for some clues, about a grass......"

    Before she could finish her sentence, Tushe spoke again without emotion, "That's none of my business. Your older brother has suffered greatly these years; if he can come to his senses, why should he take risks with you again? That's your business."

    An uncontainable anger appeared on Jiao Ying's face.

    In the past, she was always gentle, but now she was truly angry.

    I signaled Jiao Ying to remain calm with a glance, and then turned to look at Tushe suddenly, saying, "Do you think that like this, we can say it's none of our business? There's a talisman on Yang Ghost Gold's chest."