Chapter 51: Birth and Death without Emptiness
Chapter 51: Birth and Death without Emptiness
Ning Zhe's shadow was projected on the wall by the light of the flashlight, with a curvy figure and a delicate and pretty look.
The Bishuiwan Manor requires a bachelor's degree to recruit security guards, and naturally there are also requirements for the appearance of the waiters. Liu Yunzhi and Xie Yaoan are much taller than the average in terms of figure and appearance. They can just put on some makeup and turn on the beauty filter and go live to pick up rich men.
In the corridor, the body of the electrician who had collapsed on the ground stood up straight, without using any hands or feet. He stood up in the air like a city gate pulled up by ropes, as straight as a javelin.
The ghost turned his head silently, and his lifeless eyes swept across Ning Zhe's shadow, and then stayed on the flashlight in Feng Yusu's hand for a few seconds.
As Ning Zhe had observed before, when a ghost is too close to a light source, its movements will become cautious and slow. It is afraid of light, but why is it afraid of light?
This is what Ning Zhe wants to figure out.
After all, a ghost is just a ghost, not Taiyi who possesses a human identity and memory. After waiting for a while, it still began to act according to the rules. Its body as straight as a gun jumped high, and then fell heavily. Its feet in spiked shoes landed on the ground with a crisp sound.
thump—
Ning Zhe was standing not far from the corpse, just a few steps away. The ghost jumped over more than half of it with this one leap, and was less than one meter away from Ning Zhe.
At such a close distance, Ning Zhe and Feng Yusu could both see the serious look on the electrician's face. His focused eyes seemed to be looking at something, yet it seemed as if he was looking at nothing.
Feng Yusu held the flashlight tightly in both hands, staring at the straight corpse in front of her without blinking, for fear of missing even a frame of the action and thus missing any details.
Under Feng Yusu's gaze, the ghost jumped up again.
With this jump, he jumped from the darkness of the corridor into the range of the flashlight, and a dark and thick shadow was projected on the wall.
The electrician possessed by the ghost was not tall, less than 1.7 meters tall, but the shadow under his feet was huge and hideous, which was inconsistent with his body size. This contrast far exceeded the scope of the lighting angle, dragging a deep darkness on the wall. The angular and terrifying outline of the shadow's edge was completely inconsistent with the posture of the corpse itself.
This didn't look like the electrician's own shadow at all, but more like a ferocious evil ghost crawling on the ground.
The flashlight's light started from Feng Yuxu's body and shone forward, but the shadow of the evil ghost extended forward in the direction of the light, like a black arrow with barbs, pointing squarely at Ning Zhe.
To be precise, it was pointing at Ning Zhe's shadow cast on the wall.
Then the ghost jumped up again.
The body, as tall as a javelin, leaped high into the air and then fell heavily to the ground. Its legs, drawn together, were like the tip of a spear, piercing through the darkness on the ground.
The ghost stepped on Ning Zhe's shadow.
Ning Zhe is dead.
"Is this the ghost's way of killing people? The shadow will die if it steps on it?" Feng Yusu was horrified and turned off the flashlight without any delay. The corridor suddenly fell into darkness.
With a thud, Ning Zhe's body fell down, and Liu Yunzhi's soft body leaned against the wall. The waitress uniform on her body quickly disappeared, and the flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her legs turned back into Ning Zhe's trousers.
"Ningzhe, are you okay?" Feng Yusu asked hurriedly.
"It's just a life lost, what a big deal." Ning Zhe held onto the wall with both hands, trying to stand up, but just as he stood up, he fell down again: "Ah, fuck..."
Feng Yusu looked panicked. She looked anxiously at Ning Zhe, who was obviously in a bad condition. She couldn't help but glance at the electrician's body who was still standing there motionless.
The ghost was still standing there and hadn't left.
Ning Zhe was struggling and hadn't gotten up yet.
Feng Yushu had no idea what was going on: "Ningzhe, you, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, just a little... side effect, a side effect of being too easy." Ning Zhe panted and said, "I need some time to slow down, slowly... Auntie, you go kill this ghost, and you go end it all."
"Hey... Hey?" Feng Yushu was stunned: "I'm going to kill ghosts? Is this true..."
"Really? Time waits for no one, before it leaves." Ning Zhe's voice became weaker and weaker: "Go quickly, kill it, the way it killed me..."
"How...does it kill you?" Feng Yuqin still couldn't react.
"Have you ever played the game of stepping on shadows?" Ning Zhe's voice was weak and trembling slightly as he said, "Two children each picked up one leg, and then used the remaining leg to jump and step on the other's shadow."
"Whoever's shadow is stepped on is considered dead. This is the rule of this ghost. It's incredible, isn't it? It's that simple."
It’s so simple that you need to risk your life to try it.
"But..." Feng Yusu wanted to ask again, but this time, Ning Zhe did not answer her.
The corridor was silent, so quiet that one could hear one's own heartbeat. Ning Zhe leaned against the wall, unconscious, and the ghost stood by the wall, motionless. Only Feng Yushu was left holding the flashlight in her hand, at a loss.
As time passed, the ghost was about to leave, and there was little time left for her.
Feng Yusu bit her lips tightly, placed the flashlight on the windowsill with her trembling left hand, and turned on the power switch.
The moment the white light shot out, the hideous evil ghost appeared on the wall again. It seemed to have discovered something. The huge and hateful body shrank rapidly at the moment the light came on, as if it wanted to shrink back under the feet of the electrician's body, but it was unintentional.
The layout made in advance can be faster than the regular retreat.
Before the ghost disappeared, Feng Yusu stepped on its head with both feet, like a spear piercing through armor, piercing through the thick ink that dyed the night sky black.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
A huge and ferocious black shadow was struggling and convulsing under Feng Yuqin's feet, its limbs twisted beyond human form, like a live snake nailed to the wall, and it seemed to be emitting some shrill screams that ordinary people could not hear.
The scene before him was absurd and weird, yet it also carried a certain unspeakable blasphemy and curiosity that made Feng Yusu dare not move.
The evil ghost that was being stepped on and twitching on the ground looked like a god being tortured...
Feng Yusu didn't know why such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind. There was no reason at all, but the idea did come to him, and it was extremely clear.
The light of the flashlight shone on the silent corridor. Feng Yuqin saw that under her feet, on this beautiful marble floor, her own shadow was gradually disappearing, rippling and dissipating like bubbles in the water.
The evil ghost under her feet gradually stopped struggling at this time, and regained its huge and ferocious terrifying posture. Its feet were connected with Feng Yuxu's feet, and its terrifying limbs imitated Feng Yuxu's appearance and posed in a similar posture to her, as if it had really become her shadow.
The ghost is dead.
The moment the ghost was killed, Feng Yusu knew its name:
"Special allowance...?"
What a strange name.
"Oh, Ning Zhe!" Feng Yusu squatted down in panic, held Ning Zhe's face with both hands, wanting to check his condition, but the next moment, a horrifying scene appeared before her eyes.
Ning Zhe's face is someone else's face.
"Zhang Yangxu?" Feng Yusu recognized the facial features of Ning Zhe. His forehead was full, his cheekbones were flat, and his facial features were straight and strong. It was Zhang Yangxu.
But the next moment, his facial features changed again, from a majestic and tough middle-aged man to a female face with gentle lines. It was Liu Yunzhi's face.
After Liu Yunzhi, it was Lao Li, and then another person Feng Yusu didn't know. Different images of different people flashed back and forth on Ning Zhe's body. His figure and appearance kept changing in a short period of time, jumping back and forth repeatedly, like a frequently stuck movie film that was repeatedly reversed.
Broken pixels escaped from Ning Zhe's body. Feng Yusu screamed and found that Ning Zhe's neck was covered with dark green snake scales.
"Snake God?" Feng Yuxu's voice trembled.
The next moment, the snake scales turned into a ball of hazy smoke, without form or shape, and without birth or death.
The facial features on Ning Zhe's face kept changing. Long curved horns grew out from his head. His left hand looked like a strong and dark man, while his right hand was as white and tender as a woman's. The charm of a woman and the toughness of a man appeared on him at the same time, chaotic, noisy, and without a center.
A hoarse voice whose gender could not be identified came out of Ning Zhe's mouth, as if it had spanned tens of millions of years:
"who I am?"
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Volume One: The Climber.
Finish.
(End of this chapter)