Spirit Hunters Of Maoshan Sect Chapter 101

Chapter 101

Chapter 101 The Maker of the Burial Clothes Will Be Flayed

A muscular, 180 centimeters tall man held a lipstick . He acted like a teenage girl, as he applied the lipstick to his lips . Manager Zhang could see the visible satisfaction on his face . It was extremely spooky . Manager Zhang did not feel disgusted nor sickened, but he felt deeply terrified . Immediately, he felt convinced that this had to be a supernatural event .

Manager Zhang took a deep breath and rushed toward the door in an attempt to escape . Whamp! the door closed . He tried to open it, smas.h.i.+ng it with all his strength . To his surprise, he could not even open this almost rotten door that lacked a lock . He collapsed on the door and slid to the ground . As he sat, he hopelessly turned around .

After Old w.a.n.g had finished with his lips, he took out an eyebrow pencil and a copper-frame mirror out of nowhere . As he looked into the mirror and drew on his eyebrows, he hummed a song . He emitted a female voice! Rather than a popular song, Old w.a.n.g hummed a folk song from Huangmei opera . Manager Zhang could barely understand a few sentences from the song—Open the door, pitch dark inside, light the lamp, have a look, the maker of the burial clothes will be flayed… .

The spooky song sent chills up Manager Zhang’s spine, and a cold feeling spread over his body . He could not speak and almost broke down . Old w.a.n.g tilted his body, as he felt that the light was insufficient . The mirror directly faced Manager Zhang . Inside the mirror, Manager Zhang did not see Old w.a.n.g’s face nor his own . Instead, he saw a lady’s face . She had a face as white as a sheet, and her eyes had opened wide . He could not see sclera in her eyes . The lady in the mirror continued to draw her eyebrows at the same pace as Old w.a.n.g . A sweet smile flickered across her lips .

Suddenly, she seemed to notice Manager Zhang . She glanced at him and smiled . Then, her mouth split open, all the way to her ears . A green liquid flowed between the gaps of her teeth… .

“Ghost, ghost… . ” Manager Zhang was out of breath . His instincts told him to crawl backward . He knocked against a piece of board at the foot of the nearby wall . Behind the wall, he discovered a small room that hid behind the boards . Manager Zhang dived into the room without any hesitation .

A dim light lit up the room once he entered . Manager Zhang turned around and saw an old-fas.h.i.+oned oil lamp on a small, red wooden table . He had focused too much on how to escape, so he did not even notice that the oil lamp had lit up by itself . He closed the door and hurriedly moved a table to block the door from opening .

Suddenly, three gentle knocks resounded from the door . He felt like they knocked at his heart . He backed off little by little . At this moment, a creaking noise sounded from a corner of the room . He turned around to check . He saw an ancient style bed covered with two thin mosquito nets . With the help of the dim lighting, he could vaguely see a skinny person slowly rise from the bed . At the same time, Manager Zhang heard the person emit bone cracking sounds .

Seven stakes were nailed at the seam of two mosquito nets . The person inside placed her palms together and prayed to the stakes . The uppermost stake automatically fell off . She prayed again, and another stake fell off… .

Manager Zhang slumped on the ground . He watched the last stake fall off, but he did nothing . A pair of yellowed, wizened hands extended out and gradually lifted open the net .

A lady that wore a cheongsam sat on the edge of the bed . Her long, straight hair covered her face . She took out a pair of embroidered shoes from beneath the bed and wore them on her feet . She slowly reached for a wooden comb on the bedhead . When she started to comb her hair, the action revealed half of her face . It was a skull! She hummed the previous folk song, as she combed, “Open the door, pitch dark inside, light the lamp, have a look, the maker of the burial clothes will be flayed… . ”

Then, she slowly raised her hand and pointed at Manager Zhang . At this moment, his phone rang . After a few failed attempts, he managed to fish out his phone with his weak fingers . He quickly picked up the call and horribly cried, “Help! Help!!!”

Suddenly, a hand rested on his shoulders from behind . Manager Zhang started and looked back . He saw a b.l.o.o.d.y face and an agape mouth that displayed two rows of sharp teeth… .

“Gulp… . ” Manager Zhang let out a strange sound . He broke down, and his head tilted sideways . He had fainted . The phone still hung at his ears . A woman’s voice came from the other side of the phone, “Manager Zhang, what happened to you? Where are you now, Manager Zhang?”

A horrifying face approached the phone and let out a laugh that resembled the sound of a screeching rat .

“Ahhh!!!” Zhou Jinru threw away her phone; her face extremely pale . She stood stunned for a few seconds and looked back at Ye Shaoyang . Her voice trembled, as she said, “I heard a lady laugh . The scary laughter . . . it didn’t sound human at all!”

Ye Shaoyang frowned; he hurriedly picked up the phone and brought it to his ears . The phone line was still active . Instead of laughter, he heard a faint voice . It sounded like someone humming a tune .

“Something bad has happened . Let’s go!” Ye Shaoyang immediately grabbed his backpack and sped out . The sky still drizzled with rain . The three of them traversed the muddy road and ran toward the construction site .

“Shaoyang, where are we going?” Xie Yuqing asked as they ran .

“Madam Chee's Temple!”

The two ladies paused . Zhou Jinru asked in a worried tone, “How do you that know Manager Zhang is in the temple?”

“We will know when we get there . ”

They ran to Madam Chee's Temple without a break . The main door was closed . Without hesitation, Ye Shaoyang stuck a talisman paper on the door . The door opened, as the Yin Qi dispersed . Ye Shaoyang wore a glowing stick on his wrist . Then, he turned around to Xie Yuqing and Zhou Jingru, “Be careful!” Once he strode through the doorway, he saw a horrifying scene, which caused him to feel dread—a male worker in a uniform laid face-up on the ground . His mouth yawned open, and a pencil-like object had deeply embedded itself in his throat . Blood soaked his whole body . Ye Shaoyang squatted beside the worker and searched for more clues . He discovered that an eyebrow pencil had killed this worker .

The worker’s body still felt warm, which meant that he did not die long ago . Ye Shaoyang immediately cuts his middle finger and let a droplet of his blood fall onto the worker’s forehead . He drew a simple rune . Then, he pressed his middle finger on the worker’s Gui Men . He quietly intoned the soul summoning chant, as he tried to search and check if the worker’s soul was nearby… .

After half a minute, Ye Shaoyang stood up, totally flabbergasted .

“What happened?” Xie Yuqing asked worriedly .

“I can’t sense the location of his soul . His soul is not in the human world or the Underworld . Someone must have captured it . ”

Xie Yuqing covered her mouth and looked at Ye Shaoyang with astonishment .

“Big brother Shaoyang, there is a door . ” Zhou Jingru pointed at a corner . Ye Shaoyang looked up and indeed saw a door, but a wooden board laid in front of it . That was probably why they did not discover the existence of this other room previously . Ye Shaoyang walked toward the room and pushed open the door . Neither Xie Yuqing or Zhou Jingru dared to take a deep breath, as they followed closely behind Ye Shaoyang .

An oil lamp lit up the room . Ye Shaoyang immediately saw Manager Zhang . He sat on the bed and leaned against the wall . He seemed dazed .

“Manager Zhang! Are you okay?!” ”

After she said this, Zhou Jingru wanted to approach Manager Zhang . However, Ye Shaoyang blocked her way . He let out a sigh . Then, he spoke and his words sent chills up the two ladies’ spines, “How did you die?”