SFS Chapter 477 [The Train] Lifting the Curse (2)
Chapter 477 [The Train] Lifting the Curse (2)
When the rosary was pulled out, it felt very sticky, as if many threads were attached to the back.
The moment it was pulled out, the ghost's body seemed to freeze.
Its already stiff body has hardened rapidly.
Chen Ji immediately lunged forward and slipped out from under the rosary ghost's grasp.
The body is still alternating between hot and cold.
It's like having a high fever.
Chen Ji clearly felt his life force rapidly slipping away.
Looking at the unremarkable string of prayer beads in my hand, a dozen or so wooden beads, loosely arranged...
It looked as if it had been covered in dust, and its color had become dull.
It feels so light in my hand, I can't even feel it.
He quickly reached into his pocket with his good hand and took out the two prayer beads that Chen Yuetan had found. But as soon as he got close, the two beads were attracted to the prayer beads.
In an instant, the entire rosary shone brightly!
Holding the prayer beads, the indescribable pain in Chen Ji's body disappeared rapidly.
It's often said that you only realize how precious health is when you get sick.
Chen Ji personally verified that the statement about the Rosary Demon's abilities was absolutely true.
The two beads can slow down the progress of the curse.
Just as they had guessed, the curse would dissipate if he possessed the complete rosary. The peeling skin on Chen Ji's face and his hands, which had just been corroded, began to slowly repair themselves.
After a while.
The three of them leaned wearily against the tunnel wall.
Du Tingfeng and the other person have separated from the terracotta figures and returned to their original forms.
The events that occurred within those one or two hours were extremely intense.
Chen took a few deep breaths. Facing two ghosts in succession, coupled with the suspected high fever he had just had, his heart rate was still extremely high.
The rosary was in Tian Qinghe's hand at this moment.
He held the prayer beads in his left hand and felt his breathing gradually become easier; the chest pain that had been lingering was subsiding.
It appears that new lung lobes have grown.
Chen Ji pointed to Tian Qinghe's backpack: "You can throw away those lung fragments now."
“It stinks.”
These words made Tian Qinghe feel nauseous.
“Tian Qinghe…” Du Tingfeng looked at his face, his brows furrowing slightly.
"Your eye can't be repaired?"
"There's nothing I can do." Tian Qinghe shook his head and gave a bitter smile. The eye that had been blinded by the finger was gone forever.
After all, it wasn't the rosary ghost that hurt him, but the monk ghost inside the coffin.
Tian Qinghe didn't say much. This was already very good for him. If Gui Su hadn't intervened, he would have died on the spot.
My gaze shifted to where the ghost had originally been.
Tian Qinghe's eyelids twitched slightly.
There's nothing left there.
In that brief moment, the body of the rosary ghost gradually turned into black smoke until it disappeared completely.
The wisp of black smoke seemed to be drawn by something, drifting all the way into the depths of the tunnel.
Tian Qinghe was still quite confused about the ghost's purpose.
Why does it tempt people to recite the six-syllable mantra?
Om Mani Padme Hum.
The six words that were originally auspicious now send chills down Tian Qinghe's spine whenever she thinks about them.
but.....
The rosary ghost has disappeared.
Whatever it wanted to do before, it can't do it now... right?
Just then, Du Tingfeng's complex voice broke his thoughts: "The ghost that the rosary beads turn into can spread diseases, but the rosary beads themselves have the ability to heal."
"How ironic."
“The antidote must be within three steps,” Chen Ji continued. “Actually, I feel it may not have the ability to heal; at most, it can only shut down the curse it releases.”
It's different from things like "Perfect Deal".
The rosary is a very strange object, somewhat like a ghost, but in reality, it is just an item belonging to a terrifying ghost.
But it tormented them quite a bit.
A glint of light flashed in Tian Qinghe's eyes when the topic of strange objects came up.
After he and Du Tingfeng separated from the terracotta figures, the two life-sized terracotta figures shrank rapidly, and Tian Qinghe's figure even transformed into the appearance of the [Prophet] in Chen Ji's memory.
In other words, he and Du Tingfeng each got a strange object for free.
Thinking of this, Tian Qinghe's expression relaxed slightly.
Chen Ji quickly glanced at his face but didn't dare to say anything.
He probably knew what Tian Qinghe was thinking.
But it doesn't mention "resurrection"...
[The Prophet] will most likely not be able to be taken out.
Chen Ji didn't know how the [Prophet] later appeared in the domain, after all, Yin Ziqin had said that it had changed hands many times.
In conclusion, since Yin Ziqin is the ultimate owner of the [Prophet], Tian Qinghe is destined to be unable to obtain this terracotta figurine...
To verify this, we can only wait until we leave the year 1985 and see if our memories have changed.
Without saying another word, the three of them wrapped the old man's body outside the workshop in cloth, carried it on their backs, and walked towards the station.
The thought of handing the body over to the old woman later made all three of them feel as if a huge boulder was lodged in their hearts.
"At least three people are still alive."
Du Tingfeng said softly, "In this situation, it's already a miracle that three out of four ordinary people can survive."
Tian Qinghe nodded silently.
A strange feeling flashed through his mind, but it was fleeting and didn't cause much of a stir.
The images of those people flashed through my mind.
Zhang Xuan.
Wei Lan.
old man.
Old lady.
Tian Qinghe let out a soft breath and glanced at her watch.
Judging by the time, it's almost six o'clock.
.......
In the shadows across from the station.
Qin Lang hid in the darkness, watching the three figures disappear at the top of the stairs leading to the hall.
"...Chen Ji's peeling skin has healed."
She sighed and said softly.
No one responded to her.
“The chances of us getting back that half of the essence are slim now.” Qin Lang didn’t seem to care and said to himself, “I have a feeling that the mountain gate won’t open. We’ll leave after we’ve explored it.”
A mocking laugh came from the corner.
"Your premonition?"
Has it ever come true?
The voice sounded very weak.
Qin Lang did not respond.
She knew that her predictions were incomplete, which led to the bat's serious injury.
The child's innocent face reappeared in his mind... Qin Lang couldn't help but shiver.
She didn't know exactly what had happened.
All she knew was that during the process of retrieving the half of the essence, the bat collided with Kang Jinlong, the plan failed, and the bat escaped severely injured.
And all of this is related to that child.
"Qin Lang".
The bat suddenly asked, "How much do you know about [coordinates]?"
Qin Lang was taken aback, somewhat confused by his meaning.
She thought for a moment before saying, "That seems to be a secret artifact within the Thirteenth Bureau, kept very well hidden, and even our informants can't access it."
"Why do you ask?"
"..."
The bat remained silent.
After a while, he said in a gloomy tone:
"This strange creature seems to be having problems."
"The Thirteenth Bureau is now blaming us for this."