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Chapter 1 : The One Who Plays with Ghost Fire
Night.
"Wuwuwu~"
"Mercy, brave sir, have mercy..."
"Master, I'm begging you, please, let me go."
"Ah... help me... help me..."
Е̄n u m̈ а. ì d
...
In a dilapidated mountain village, a bonfire burned, crackling and popping.
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The mournful cries of women and children, groans of pain, and humble pleas drifted intermittently, shattering the tranquility of the night.
Tonight, there was no moon, no stars; the sky was exceptionally dark.
The already impoverished village had just suffered a catastrophe. Not a single lamp was lit. The wind rustled, and in the gloom, one could vaguely make out the shadows of broken limbs and flowing blood.
Only by the firelight behind the village, where the sorrowful wails lingered, was there any sign of human life.
W е̃ bňӧv̈ е l̂ Е̂ n̄ um̂а
The bright flames illuminated several faces that were anything but kind.
"Big Brother, this village is too poor."
"This little bit of stuff is nowhere near enough!"
Four burly men sat around the bonfire. They wore coarse red cloth garments, their bloodstained blades resting beside them. They ate their dry rations and chatted casually.
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"It's good enough that we found something to rob!"
"The richer villages have more men, which makes things difficult!"
Ӗn̊u̇ ma. і_d̃
"This village may be poor, but it still has a few lookers!"
One of them, propping himself up with one hand, turned his head to look toward the source of the mournful cries.
Several peasant women and children were tied up there. The ropes were bound haphazardly, and on some of the women, they traced the curves of their figures. They sobbed quietly, a pitiful sight to behold.
He licked his lips, his gaze aggressive, as if looking at some delicious delicacy.
The women couldn't help but shiver under his stare, their fear intensifying.
"Whew~"
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He let out a whistle and said with a wicked grin, "Don't be afraid, sisters-in-law~ We're from the Blood-Clothed Army. The old emperor is a muddle-headed fool, extravagant and wasteful, harming the loyal and good. We are acting on behalf of the people, to save them from fire and water."
"The righteous army has already broken through three prefectures, and countless have answered our call. There's still a war in the north. The mandate of the Qian Yuan dynasty is coming to an end!"
"A new dynasty always requires sacrifice and bloodshed. Why don't you all attach yourselves to us? When the dynasty changes, you'll enjoy glory and wealth. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Isn't the Blood-Clothed Army a righteous army?
Aren't they flying the banner of heaven's mandate, to save all people?
How is it that they are now destroying their village, plundering their food, and killing their families?
E nu m̌ а̄ .і̆ d
These bound people were the weakest of the weak. It seemed it made no difference to them whether the heavens changed or not.
Even so, hearing this pie-in-the-sky promise of a faint hope, one or two of them still showed a flicker of light in their eyes.
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"Second Brother, tell them to shut up!"
"It's getting on my nerves!"
"Whoever makes another sound gets killed!"
At this moment, the tallest of the four men spoke.
Е n̂ u m а. i d́
The Second Brother was having a little trouble controlling his other second brother.
His face was grim, with faint dark circles under his eyes, as he spoke to his frivolous companion.
Before the Second Brother could even carry out the order, the bound women and children fell silent.
But the sound of quiet sobbing was still unavoidable.
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Another man asked with some concern, "Big Brother, what's wrong with you?"
He rubbed the space between his eyebrows and said, "It's nothing. I just haven't been sleeping well lately, always having nightmares."
Wе b n о v еl_ Еň ŭm̄ӓ
Was it from killing too many people?
From doing too many things that weighed on his conscience?
He didn't believe in ghosts and monsters, nor in karma and retribution.
But recently, he had truly started to feel as if he might have been possessed by something evil.
Every time he dreamed, he would see grim and terrifying scenes: seas of blood and forests of bone, skeletons piled into mountains, and wild ghosts howling.
"Nightmares?"
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"Yes."
"Lately, I keep dreaming that a cold wind blows through the hall, and a demon in green clothes whispers in my ear, telling me to die, to accompany it."
"And another time, I dreamed I was eating. It started out fine, but suddenly... the food turned into the heads of the people I've killed. They stared at me with their eyes open, blood streaming from all seven orifices."
"And also..."
"Every time I wake up with a start, I'm drenched in sweat. Once, I even found my hands wrapped around my own neck."
The leader's mental stress really seemed to be getting to him.
Е.n̈úm̄а
He rambled on, telling his three brothers about the strange things he had encountered.
The night was exceptionally dark. His voice was low, his tone laced with the fear he had been accumulating for a long time, and it seemed particularly moving.
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The village was littered with corpses, and the faint breeze carried the stench of blood. The sound of women's sobs could still be heard from time to time.
This environment didn't seem very good.
Don't tell ghost stories late at night.
Gradually, the other brothers stopped talking.
Ŵе̌ b́ ň о̆ v е̄ l Ӗ n̊ û_m а
These burly men who killed without batting an eye listened to their leader's ghost stories, their eyes widening for no reason, cold sweat dripping, their hair standing on end.
"Thump-thump!"
"Thump-thump!"
It was as if they could hear their own heartbeats.
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The Second Brother's second brother had calmed down. He touched his neck and stammered, "B-Big Brother, why... why don't you stop talking."
The other two didn't speak, but they unconsciously shuffled closer to the bonfire, their gazes seeming a little vacant.
Е̊ ṅŭm̄ ӓ.і̌ d̈
In an environment like this, fear was contagious.
They didn't know if it was their imagination.
But they felt that after the leader stopped talking, it seemed to have gotten quieter.
The sobbing women had also fallen silent.
Beyond their small bonfire, the night was terrifyingly black.
"Whoosh~"
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It wasn't the cold season yet, but tonight's wind was inexplicably bone-chilling, as if it were blowing straight into their souls.
"Don't... tell me more, I want to hear it!"
Just then, a low, hoarse whisper suddenly sounded beside the four men's ears.
"Fourth Brother, don't scare everyone!"
The Fourth Brother shivered violently and stammered, "Huh? I... I... I didn't say anything!"
In an instant, the pupils of the four men contracted sharply. With a "swoosh," they all jumped to their feet.
W̃ e.b̌_n̆ ō vе̃l .Еňů m̀а̂
"Who's there!" x4
The four men held their knives, their nerves stretched taut, and scanned their surroundings.
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The knives in their hands, the burning bonfire, and their companions around them seemed to give them a small sense of security.
Of course, it was only a little.
Their shouts echoed through the countryside.
The voice, which they weren't even sure was an auditory hallucination, did not answer them.
Ẁе̌b̈n̂о v̂ ѐ l̀_ Еn̈ǔ_m̈ â
Time passed slowly. The bonfire crackled as it consumed the wood.
The night remained quiet.
The men stood rooted to the spot, so tense that their muscles began to ache.
They didn't dare to move, didn't dare to speak, didn't dare to run.
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Waiting in fear was the most torturous thing.
After an unknown amount of time, someone was just about to relax.
Wе̄b̄n̈ ó v́ e ľ E nu m ā
And just at that moment,
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Suddenly, the wind picked up.
A cold, sinister wind howled, blowing broken pieces of wood into the distance.
The fragile bonfire flickered, growing smaller and smaller, its last light fading away bit by bit.
"Who's there!"
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"Who's playing tricks and pretending to be a ghost!!!"
His mind, which had just been about to relax, was once again forced into high alert. The leader gripped his knife tightly, his eyes bloodshot, and roared in fury.
The line between excitement and collapse is often a thin one.
"Screech~"
The next moment, the cry of an unknown animal suddenly rang out in the cold night.
"A ghost... a ghost..."
En ũ m а . і́d
Suddenly, someone let out an uncontrollable scream.
Not far away, an eerie green flame suddenly lit up in the darkness.
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The bandits' fire had been extinguished, but the wild ghost's fire had begun to burn.
One, two, three...
The cold, sinister wind blew, and more and more flames appeared in the mid-air not far away.
Which direction was that?
Еn u m̌ а . і̌ ḋ
It seemed to be the village cemetery, right?
Under the faint green light, a human figure seemed to be faintly visible.
Its face couldn't be seen clearly, nor its clothes, but one could see the flash of bone-white teeth, which was exceptionally terrifying.
Bit by bit, the floating flames and the indistinct figure were approaching them.
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"Hooo~"
For some reason, they seemed to feel someone blowing on the back of their necks.
Е̇ n̆uṁ à
"Thump-thump~"
Dry leaves were crushed, and the sound of footsteps grew louder and louder.
"Ah!!!!!!"
So what if they were bandits who killed without batting an eye?
Ultimately, they could feel fear, they could be terrified.
"Clang!"
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A knife fell to the ground. The leader's eyes were wide and round.
His mind, stretched taut for many days, finally collapsed at this moment. He cried like a child, screaming like a helpless woman.
He turned to run, but his legs went soft and he fell to the ground. Still, he scrambled, crawling away in the opposite direction.
He could feel it. The ghostly thing was chasing him.
However, he hadn't crawled more than a few steps when,
"Puchi!"
Ӗn ŭṁ â .і́ d̀
The sound of a blade entering flesh rang out.
"Wuwuwu~"
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An intense pain washed over him. The terrified leader's eyes widened, tears and snot streaming down his face as he whimpered and cried, "Don't... don't kill me..."
Looking at him now, he seemed even more fragile than those weeping women.
His life faded away bit by bit with the gushing blood. In his blurry vision, he seemed to see a young, handsome face looking down at him, holding a dagger, a malicious smile on his lips.
"Tsk tsk tsk~ Looks like there's been an unexpected gain!"
Ẅ ėb̈ ǹо̇ v е̃ľ Eñ_u m̊ а
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