Chapter 31: The Wandering Dead Soul
Jing Huang's face became pale, what was going on here? "I …… I said ……" However, when she looked back, Mr. Qing Jiang was …… gone! Gone! How is that possible? It was only a short moment when she turned her head back ah! How could he be gone in such a short time? She was so scared that she took several steps backward. The horrible memories of her childhood surfaced again in her mind. That memory that had been wanted to be forgotten, wanted to be completely dusted off in her mind. "Jing Huang, let's leave here together, okay? Leave Japan, leave this country, and go live in China." "As long as I'm with you, mom, it's the same wherever I go." To Jing Huang at that time, Aunt Yukie was her mother. Her feet took several steps backwards and she almost fell to the ground! What in the world was going on here? At this moment, her body was leaning against the wall, looking at the door that was slowly opened not far away. And at this moment, she only felt that her legs were completely soft, and she couldn't walk at all. "I …… I don't want to die …… I don't want to die ……" Shouldn't have come back here …… It was on the seventh day of her Aunt Yukie's death, and yes, she still remembers it clearly now. That day, the same thing had happened at this shrine. She merely bit her lip as that painful and horrible memory resurfaced. After that, she didn't want to stay at this shrine anymore. This place was a living hell to her now. She pressed herself against the wall a little bit and moved her feet gently, not even daring to make the slightest sound. Her back was almost completely pressed against the wallpaper as she moved a little bit down the hallway. But she was afraid, she was afraid that when she moved to the other side, something extremely terrifying and inhuman would appear. Not knowing how long had passed, she finally moved to the corner of the corridor. But when she reached this place, Jing Huang felt her scalp go numb, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her heart was beating violently. Then if she took another step over, would she see something unclean? There was no doubt that even though Jing Huang was the heir of a witch, she simply didn't have any ability to get rid of spirits. There was no doubt that once she had to need to face those unclean things, she knew very well what the end that awaited her was. Last night, so many people had just disappeared without a trace in the Sea of Lost Trees. These people, it was impossible for them to come back. This, she knew very well. The Kitayama family, had always been in contact with such extremely dangerous existences, and she would never become a witch of this shrine again. Finally gathering her courage, she walked around the corner of the corridor and looked at the other side of the corridor. On the other side of the hallway, however, there was nothing. This was a huge relief to her; just moments ago, Jing Huang's mind had carried out countless horrible associations. And, to be honest, she hadn't actually seen, any of those horrible things. Step by step, she began to move her feet, looking back every now and then. Right now, she always felt that something terrifying would appear directly behind her. "It's fine …… didn't …… pass that way back then too? It won't, it'll be fine ……" Just at this time, she finally came to the location of the entrance hall. She opened the door, opened a tiny gap, just when she was about to pull it open …… A hand reached out from outside, and grabbed Jing Huang in a death grip! "Ah!" Jing Huang was scared out of his wits, just about to shout out, when he heard a shout from outside the door. "Save me, save me!" This voice made Jing Huang incomparably familiar. "Aunt Yukie ……?" And Jing Huang clearly felt that there was a stronger force outside pulling on the owner of this hand. "Jing Huang, please, save me!" Jing Huang wanted to reach out and pull it in, but then she looked at the pale, bloodless hand and got scared again. She knew very well that this was a dead soul that had long since ceased to exist in this world. "No! No!" Jing Huang desperately tried to pull her hand out, "Auntie, rest in peace, rest in peace! Please don't come back to me!" Since then, she had never addressed Aunt Yukie as 'mom' again. "No, Jing Huang! Please let me in, let me in ……" Just then, a huge force pulled that hand to finally release it, and Jing Huang immediately closed and locked the door the moment the hand was released! Xu long …… Her body paralyzed to the ground. "That …… that's what she pretended …… if she comes in, she will definitely kill me, she will kill me ……" In the back of her mind, the years of childhood that she had spent with Aunt Yukie were so pale and hard to trace at this moment. After so long, she actually still remembered Aunt Yukie's voice clearly. At this moment, she raised her head in shocked uncertainty and looked at the door in front of her. "Mom …… mom ……" This "mom" was spat out from her throat with great difficulty. She had just, just like that, rejected the mother who raised her. For so many long years, had she been wandering around the Kitayama family's shrine? Just thinking about it made Jing Huang feel creeped out. And now, she was definitely afraid to go out. Who knows, what exactly was outside the door right now. But …… Jing Huang looked towards the back, the back of the corridor was still empty at this time, but, she still felt that there was something extremely terrifying behind this at any time. Right now, there was no signal from the cell phone, and the phone inside the shrine could not be used. Is there anyone else inside this Bujinkan now? Mr. Aoe disappeared …… Did the others disappear as well? Will she …… die? …… Mo Yuan suddenly felt very cold. He looked towards the location of the window and then realized that the window was open with a small crack. He walked towards the location of that small crack with a strong uneasiness. In every Bloodletter mission, the occupants had to keep one thing in mind in order to survive, they had to be very attentive to any tiny unnaturalness. He pointed to that location and said, "There …… should I close the window more securely?" Kitayama Jinglong looked over and said, "Hmm? Strange, the windows here should all be all closed securely." He then stood up and prepared to go close the windows. "Wait!" However, at this time, Mo Yuan hastily stopped him. He looked at the window, and the gap, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that if he let Beishan Jinglong go to close the window, I'm afraid that he was letting this man go to his death. "Forget it ……," Mo Yuan said, "It's not a big deal." Kitayama Jinglong was a bit puzzled, not understanding how Mo Yuan suddenly changed his mind again. "I want to ask you something very important."