C15 (1/2)

This is so funny, the one sending the spirit to the road is going to be sent to the road, why is it so funny?

”Pui!” ”Bah!” I spat randomly, using the yang energy of my saliva to temporarily drive away the pressure on my soul.

My body also lightened up a lot. I quickly got up to find a path to escape, but after just taking a few steps, I was knocked down by a cold wind from behind. I lay on the ground.

They had to crawl out of this ghost village. After leaving this ghost village, they couldn't be so arrogant.

I crawled on the ground. Some of the dead were holding my leg, while some of the dead jumped on top of me.

In a panic, he could only desperately crawl forward. The ghosts seemed to be playing with me like I was a monkey. They would throw mud at me and a brick at me. Perhaps from the moment I entered the village, they decided to play me to death.

Slowly, I climbed up to the grave, and suddenly my head was pressed down.

My eyes and ears were filled with mud, and when I looked up, I could see them and hear their voices.

I did my best to roll over and told them, ”Big brother, big sister, let's talk properly. Don't get so worked up!”

”Speak your mother!” A little boy grabbed a handful of mud and stuffed it into my mouth, and two adults held my head.

I was forced to eat a mouthful of mud. An old man walked over and said, ”Let him go.”

”Village Chief, why should we let him go?” A middle-aged man said indignantly.

”I only said let him go. I didn't say let him go, hahaha!” The Village Head also laughed out loud.

They let go of me and I stood up. The old lady's body was still slowly approaching me but I couldn't find her soul. She must have been eaten by these vengeful ghosts.

”I'll give you half an incense's time. Let's see if you can escape!” The village chief said.

Half an incense stick of time was enough. As long as I could get on my bike and take out the tools, I would be able to get away unscathed even if I couldn't get rid of the dregs.

”Sure!” I shouted back and ran for the bike.

After running a few dozen steps, a long-haired woman stood in front of me, opening her arms to block my way and cover me from the Wall-Hitting Ghost. But I can see her now, this big piece of shit. I spit into my palm and smacked the back of my hand.

”You think I won't hit you just because you're ugly?” The long-haired ghost girl was sent flying by me.

When I was still a hundred meters away from the motorcycle, the village chief shouted loudly. Suddenly, those resentful ghosts turned into a cold wind and ran in front of me. They stopped me before grabbing my hands and feet and lifting me up.

No matter how I struggled, it wouldn't help.

Once again, I was escorted to the same place. The Village Chief stood in front of me and chuckled.

”Village Chief, didn't you say that half an incense stick of time had passed?” It's only been a little more than ten seconds! ”

”What ten or so seconds?”

”Well, you old people don't understand the modern units of timing. It's just a dozen or so seconds, why not half an incense stick of time!”

”If I say so, so be it. Are you not convinced?” the village chief asked.

I dare not contradict him now that he has set me on fire, so I said in a flattering tone, ”I mean, Chief, you are the head of a village, you must be a man of honor, and you must be a man of credit who will never be able to keep up with his promises. You can't lie to a junior like me!

”You said I lied to you?” The village chief stretched his head and did not move. His neck was more than a meter long and his face was almost touching mine.

I hurriedly shook my head. ”Village Head, that's not what I meant. I mean, you may have the wrong time. Why don't we do it again, count to fifty, okay? ”

However, the village head said, ”Fifty? Isn't that bullying you? Count it to a hundred! ”

”Alright!” Village Head is truly heroic! ” I gave the mayor a thumbs-up.

However, the Village Chief brought along a bunch of resentful ghosts and began to count. ”One!”

I ran to the motorcycle, followed by a few resentful men, who counted at the same time.

Don't even mention a hundred, just thirty seconds and I'll be on the motorcycle. It's survival time, so I have to risk my life! By the time they counted to twenty-five, I was behind the motorcycle, unpacking the trunk.

”A hundred!” Behind me, three grudges suddenly ran up to me and grabbed my hand.