Thriller Tour Group

Yu Hean slowly opened his eyes and was surprised to discover that he was still standing in the graveyard, but the surrounding environment had been restored to normal. He could see the SUV he used to get here as well as the path back to Baby Bamboo Miao Village. Wang Pengpai, Zhao Hongtu, and others were standing close by.

He’s back! He’s back!

Yu Hean was happy at first, but he soon stiffened. He couldn’t find Yu Hehui! 

Their situation had taken a turn for the worse.

“Wang, Old Brother Wang, have you seen Huihui!”

Yu Hean was in a state of disarray. He dashed to Wang Pengpai’s side, carrying his basket on his back, and went to inspect their baskets without waiting for them to respond. Yu Hean felt a chill spread across the tip of his head to the soles of his feet after casting a glimpse.

In Wang Pengpai’s basket was a normal sleeping human baby, and a similar baby was in Zhao Hongtu’s basket. They all acted according to the plan, but, but something seemed to be different from what they imagined.

“No.”

Wang Pengpai shook his head. His voice was very low, almost as if he sounded angry, and his tone was grim, “Leader Miao, Brother Hou and other three didn’t come back either.”

“How could this happen!”

Yu Hean felt his voice break as if he was struck by lightning, and his three souls and seven spirits had been lost. He said, “This is different from the plan. How, how can it——” 

His sleeves were violently tugged by someone. Yu Hean subconsciously tilted over and his mouth was tightly covered by someone.

“Shut up!”

Zhao Hongtu roared in Yu Hean’s ear, short of breath. Yu Hean’s greatest strength is obedience. After Zhao Hongtu said so, he immediately closed his mouth, but he was still breathing heavily, nervous and anxious.

The truth was that Zhao Hongtu was extremely nervous. 

Brother Hou didn’t come back.

Zhao Hongtu, restless, covered Yu Hean’s mouth with one hand while securely grasping the handgun in his pocket with the other. Hou Feihu handed it to him in the SUV. They both assumed that Zhao Hongtu would be the one in danger at the time.

In the afternoon, they discussed various possibilities. The bamboo basket could hold all kinds of things. But In Xiangxi, the bamboo basket was a speciality product that could hold children. And with the ghost baby incident, it was highly possible that both were related.

The fetal flesh grave and baby grave were probably related to them making a choice. In fact, before they left the homestay, they discussed all kinds of possibilities——of course, they also discussed whether to choose the fetal flesh (ghost baby) grave or baby grave. 

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This bamboo basket was smaller than a normal bamboo basket and could only hold one baby.

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From the perspective of villagers, children were treated as fetal flesh. From Pingping’s perspective, children were babies or vice versa. The problem was that everything is just a “possibility”.

When it was hard to be certain and they didn’t know what the real attraction was, picking the same choice was the most unreasonable strategy. The tour group would very certainly perish as a result of this. 

After all, the attraction might involve them expiating the sins of the ghost baby, or to save the innocent baby mutilated by the ghost baby.

So, at that time, they decided that if they really encounter a choice that everyone needs to make, the safest way was for the tour group to carry four babies and four ghost babies. After all, there were eight of them.

As for which aspect was more dangerous, it depended on whether the scenic spot was located upstream or downstream of Little Dragon Stream. If the scenic spot was located at the fetal flesh grave, the home of ghost babies, it must be safer to choose the ghost babies, and more dangerous to choose babies. If the scenic spot was located at the baby’s grave, vice versa.

But in this way, four people were doomed to be in danger. Therefore, Miao Fangfei emphasized several times in the beginning that if anyone did not agree with this plan, it would not be implemented. After all, they would be fools to test one’s human nature in the face of a crisis. 

When proposing this plan, Miao Fangfei swallowed the truth Gu, which indicated that everything she said was true, and decided to take herself as an example and choose the more dangerous option. As soon as she said this, Zhao Hongtu couldn’t bear to see this farce continue——Miao Fangfei was in such poor health and had been possessed by a ghost previously. Because she knew a lot of information from her previous experience, she must not be placed in danger.

Miao Fangfei should make a safer choice, while Zhao Hongtu was stronger and could survive if there was danger. He would choose the more dangerous option.

After Zhao Hongtu took the initiative, Wang Pengpai also patted his chest, and said that he had decided to take the initiative to face the danger. Xu Chen, who was strong, also stood up. Because they stood up and didn’t face much opposition, they decided to carry out this plan.

Yu Hean chose the dangerous side for his younger brother’s safety. After all, he had the old cowhide and could last for longer. Even if he couldn’t defeat the enemy, he could wait for the help of others. 

This time, the scenic spot was located at the fetal flesh grave. Based on this, they could infer that the four people, Zhao Hongtu, Wang Pengpai, Xu Chen, and Yu Hean, carrying the human babies would be in danger.

When he saw the grave cracking, Zhao Hongtu was mentally prepared to be buried alive, but unexpectedly, he came out unharmed!

That meant——

Things had changed. 

He stared at the graveyard. Shortly after Yu Hean came out, Xu Chen’s figure also appeared in the graveyard. When Zhao Hongtu saw them, he was stunned at first, and then his expression sank instantaneously.

No one appeared from the graveyard again.

Hou Feihu and the others had disappeared.

At the thought of this, Zhao Hongtu was so anxious. It was hard for him to describe how nervous he felt and the extreme guilt that almost swallowed him up——Brother Hou was originally prepared to choose the more dangerous option with him, but Zhao Hongtu persuaded him. Zhao Hongtu poured out a torrent of abuse to himself inwardly. 

Brother Hou hadn’t come out yet.

Zhao Hongtu was so anxious that he couldn’t breathe. He wanted to rush to III-9 immediately. As a tour guide, he must know where brother Hou went.

Must know, know……

Must know whether Brother Hou is alive. 

But……

“III-9 became crazy.”

Wang Pengpai murmured. He emerged from the graveyard first and saw III-9 take the initiative to walk towards the black wind formed by resentment. They had a short exchange. Wang Pengpai saw the bloody glimmer and silent warning in III-9’s eyes——

Do not disturb me. 

The four of them stood together and looked in the direction of the SUV. They wanted to head over where the rest were to help them, but as they were heading over, they seemed to be stopped by an invisible obstacle and couldn’t get closer.

There, the Yin energy and resentment were so heavy that they could be seen by the naked eye even without a title related to the supernatural. Thousands of dark monsters were flying around, appearing like a crowd of black crows, swirling around like a tornado, covering the skies and ground. All of a sudden, it was as if doomsday had arrived, and the end of the gods was near.

That was the battlefield belonging to III-9. The soundless wind blowing on them was terrifyingly strong, but it could not block the bloody glimmer of someone’s claws. III-9’s deep and pleasant laughter could even be heard in the hoarse and harsh wind.

“Ha——are you not coming out?” 

The beast-like claws, which were stained with blood, tore up the dark resentment that had been flying towards him. Wei Xun’s cold body warmed up due to the battle. Wei Xun exhaled, his lips hooked up, but there was no smile in his eyes.

“Your little pets, I’m going to kill them all.”

He spoke slowly, like an exquisite and leisurely young master, as if he couldn’t understand how vicious and merciless he was being by ripping apart his enemies. When the wrath of the zombified flying fox had first struck, Wei Xun received several injuries since they were not corporal and were not vulnerable to physical attacks.

But when Wei Xun imitated Wang Pengpai and stained the tip of his claws with his own blood, these dirty things were no longer a threat to him. There were even times when Wei Xun deliberately allowed himself to be injured and tried to lure the spiteful ghost Pingping out by putting on a fake appearance of being weak. 

Pingping had never left the puddle from beginning to end, like a young lady who wouldn’t step out of her house in ancient times. She would constantly stare at Wei Xun from the puddle with gloomy resentment and blood and tears in her eyes——but she simply refused to come out.

Was it a restriction or was it something else? Wei Xun was too lazy to think about it.

He just wanted to see how strong the spiteful ghost was. Couldn’t he do that?

When he realized that Wang Pengpai and the others had come out of the graveyard, Wei Xun realized that the “test” might soon be over——Was that all? He wasn’t willing to let the test end this way. 

So, Wei Xun changed his approach. He began to tear up the resentment of the zombified flying fox. Sure enough, the spiteful ghost Pingping looked at him more and more fiercely, and the bloody hue in her eyes became thicker and thicker, almost turning into black.

The ceaseless and terrible villainous ideas spilled from the depths of the water puddle, rendering everyone cold and terrified. Nobody would be at ease if they were being assailed by resentment. Wei Xun’s eyes were pleasantly constricted, the corners of his eyes were slightly crimson, and the pure white horns in front of his forehead were as shiny as jade.

Tasty resentment.

Give me a little more, a little more. 

“Are you still not coming out yet?”

He tore up the resentment of the zombified flying fox he was familiar with. Using a warm tone, almost as if he was cajoling her, he uttered in a cruel and charming voice, “You know, if it wasn’t for the sake of seeing you, I wouldn’t kill them——they all died for you.”

They died for you.

Died for you—— 

‘Die——!!!”

Only Wei Xun could hear the shrill roar from under the puddle. In an instant, his SAN value dropped sharply and the countdown to death was halved! She was so strong and powerful. The spiteful ghost, Pingping, was finally completely angered by him. The blood-red figure emerged from the puddle and rose up, with scarlet and venomous eyes staring at Wei Xun.

Wei Xun only felt that he was locked on by the god of death. The thrill of walking on a tightrope between life and death made him feel goosebumps, like a current running through his spinal cord. His breathing became more rapid.

Great, really, really great—— 

When the spiteful ghost Pingping suddenly moved to him and her bloody claw fiercely tried to grab Wei Xun’s throat, Wei Xun even raised his head and exposed his fragile neck. His devil-like dark claw secretly and cunningly attacked the spiteful ghost’s abdominal cavity to tear her abdominal cavity!

What a powerful opponent, what a terrifying power! The sense of crisis he felt was like the god of death’s sickle falling down on him. If Pingping almost injured him so much he would be at death’s door, that feeling must be so exhilarating it would be unimaginable——

When Wei Xun was so excited that he couldn’t control his body and his entire body shivered in expectation of such stimulation, a dark shadow suddenly passed between him and Pingping.

Then, he heard a hoarse and stuffy snort. The dark shadow forced the spiteful ghost Pingping who almost killed Wei Xun back into the puddle. The spiteful ghost Pingping screamed sadly and reluctantly howled, “Wu Laoliu——” 

“Run!”

The old voice carried feelings of pain and anxiousness. Wu Laoliu was like the savior that dropped from the sky. In an instant, the situation reversed. Wu Laoliu and Pingping disappeared together. Wei Xun seemed to be seriously injured. The ground was covered with dark blood and several dying maggots.

“Hurry, hurry and run.”

The maggots struggled, wriggled, whispered to Wei Xun, and said sincerely, “I’m holding back Pingping. Hurry and run, the time is almost up——” 

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Wei Xun stared at the puddle and the maggots crawling around the puddle. His body stiffened and became a stone sculpture. His spirits didn’t return for a long time.

After a few seconds, his cheeks trembled and his eyes were moist. It seemed that they were twinkling with tears. Wei Xun stepped on the puddle crazily. He jumped on it and stamped his feet. The maggots were stunned by his actions.

But no matter what Wei Xun did, he couldn’t get the spiteful ghost out of it again. 

“Pingping, my Pingping!!”

Wei Xun choked and was in great pain. He ruthlessly raised his foot and crushed the maggots. Taking a deep breath, he gnashed his teeth, and his eyes were filled with hate.

“Wu, Lao, Liu, you and I are at odds!”

The author has something to say: 

Wu Laoliu: III-9 has a good relationship with the master of the Travel Services. If I have a good relationship with III-9, wouldn’t it be ——heh.

Wu Laoliu: I saved his life in such a critical moment. The little tour guide must be very grateful to me.

Wu Laoliu: Nine nine, I’m your maggot grandpa——

Wei Xun: Drop dead. I’ll overturn your jar of ashes! 

Wu Laoliu: ???