Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 253 Childhood

Chapter 253: Chapter 253 Childhood

As the voice fell, the short "Bai Yanliang" elegantly bowed and vanished into thin air like a bubble.

However, his words just now stirred something in Bai Yanliang’s heart.

That’s right... all of this isn’t just a simple dream.

Because this is a dream entangled with reality. In other words, they indeed arrived at an abnormal village, and there is indeed a supernatural phenomenon here, but this ghost has nothing to do with Fog Gathering...

This means that this place is not necessarily "Zhongyuan Village," it could be Shangyuan Village, or it could be Lower Yuan Village. It was constructed into a village where reality and dreams intertwine by that person from the Dark Abyss as a foundation.

But one thing is certain, there is a real ghost here.

And this ghost has no decryption and is not restricted by Fog Gathering’s rules...

It caused the plague twelve years ago, turning the entire village into a desolate and abandoned place.

Then... since it’s confirmed that this mission is not the same as the "Mountain Moon Hiding, Water Grave Mining" executed by Wei Xiu and his group, it means the existence of that thing is extremely unreasonable and abrupt.

Which means... it is the root cause of all the abnormalities.

Where is it now?

Bai Yanliang turned his head in the direction of... the ancestral hall.

He needed to confirm something, something that determined whether they could leave alive this time.

...

Yu Wenxuan was running desperately.

He fled.

The woman who grew out of the lump of flesh... was so familiar...

He thought he only had deep longing for his mother.

But when she really appeared before him, Yu Wenxuan suddenly remembered that his fear of her was no less than that of his demon-like father, perhaps even more so...

So, he fled in a panic.

But she didn’t let him go.

No matter how fast Yu Wenxuan ran, her footsteps would echo steadily behind him.

The intense fear gradually consumed Yu Wenxuan’s heart.

The memories of his mother also became clearer...

Family abuse.

A term that makes the heart uneasy just by hearing it.

But from the start of his memories, every day for Yu Wenxuan was spent enduring domestic violence.

When he was very young, he watched his mother being beaten.

As he grew older, he too began to be beaten...

His so-called father was a genuine Madman, always smiling outside, but once home, he would tie up his mother and himself with a rope and whip them with a grotesque and wide belt.

The verbal abuse never stopped, the force of his beatings spared no mercy.

He wouldn’t let the mother go outside, wouldn’t let her cry, wouldn’t let her smile, wouldn’t let her speak...

He made the mother eat pig food and excrement, and crawl on the ground like a dog...

When Yu Wenxuan was in elementary school, he had a dream, to kill that beast and save his mother.

Until... high school.

He executed a perfect murder plan, completely erasing that damned bastard from this world. He told no one, except his mother.

Yu Wenxuan will always remember that day...

He thought his mother would be happy knowing his father’s death.

He guessed wrong.

His mother stared at him with incredibly terrifying eyes, as if he had taken away her most beloved toy.

She became even more silent.

She began to self-harm and secretly mixed excrement into Yu Wenxuan’s food.

Yu Wenxuan thought she had gone mad.

Until... she drugged him with sleeping pills, and when he awoke, he found himself stripped bare, bound like a pig, surrounded by filth.

And his mother, whom he always longed to save, was staring down at him with a grotesquely wide belt in her hands.

...

Yu Wenxuan ran desperately, as if by numbing his nerves with fatigue and oxygen deprivation, the fear would diminish.

The sky was overcast, with a chilly mountain wind howling relentlessly.

After a rumble of thunder.

The drizzle began to fall, and soon, the rain poured down in torrents.

"Splatter—"

Raindrops the size of soybeans fell on Yu Wenxuan’s eyelids, the growing rain, the ever-darkening sky made it increasingly difficult for him to see the road ahead.

He instinctively looked back.

That familiar yet unfamiliar figure moved slowly through the pouring rain.

How... can it be like this...

Yu Wenxuan’s heart tightened.

Even now, he couldn’t believe that his mother would appear before him.

How powerful is this ghost’s ability? To turn into the thing he fears the most, and come to hunt him.

The torrential rain drove Yu Wenxuan to distraction.

This was truly a nightmare...

After so many missions, only this one left Yu Wenxuan powerless.

Where is the path to survival?

Yu Wenxuan ran for his life while desperately thinking.

Then, he suddenly stopped...

Nightmare...

Yes!

Nightmare!

Yu Wenxuan suddenly turned around, facing the "mother" who had been following him unhurriedly all along.

When the expressionless middle-aged woman was about to reach him, a change occurred...

Her body... began to shrink rapidly!

It was indeed correct.

It is fear!

What appeared before him was not a ghost, but the materialization of his fears!

If he continued to run, it would instead allow the fear to grow, breeding ever more, leading only to death by fright in the end!

Fear...

It’s time to make a conclusion to the fear of all these years.

Yu Wenxuan looked at his mother, who was continuously shrinking.

His eyes were icy cold.

Soon, it shrank into a mass of flesh, with the intertwined faces of a middle-aged couple, silently screaming at Yu Wenxuan.

Thank you... for giving me life.

But that doesn’t change the fact that you are two Madmen... two utterly rotten scumbags.

So... die.

Yu Wenxuan lifted his left leg and stomped on the mass of bloody flesh.

"Splat—"

The imagined scene of blood splattering everywhere did not occur, it shattered and disappeared like a bubble.

This bizarre scene left Yu Wenxuan stunned for a moment, then... he seemed to understand something.

Someone is playing tricks...

This is not the ability of Zhongyuan Village’s fierce ghost, nor does it match its style.

There is something else that wants their lives.

Yu Wenxuan squinted his eyes slightly... very well.

...

Ancestral Hall.

The sudden downpour urged Bai Yanliang to quicken his pace.

But when he truly arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Bai Yanliang stopped.

The one in the ancestral hall was indeed the real fierce ghost of this village...

It wasn’t set up by the person from the Dark Abyss; however... this precisely showed that person’s cleverness, as he found such a village where a real fierce ghost existed and laid a dead-end trap with his powers.

But... is it really a dead end?

At least in Bai Yanliang’s view, it was also a rare opportunity...

Because the person laying out the trap from the Dark Abyss did not know that the root cause of the village’s abnormality was the thing he dreamed of.

As Bai Yanliang thought about this, his hand suddenly turned cold, an icy hand clasped his hand unexpectedly.