Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 68 Death

Chapter 68: Chapter 68 Death

Jixue Village.

Inside Fourth Li’s family home.

The corpses of Second Luo and Wang Gui lay on the ground, both with eyes bulging, bloodshot, and faces twisted in agony, as if they suffered extreme pain before death.

In addition to filthy vomit and blood, colorful internal organs were scattered on the ground, a terrifying sight.

A bizarre shadow covered the entire floor; oddly, the shadow wasn’t straight-cut, but in irregular shapes, more like a living entity than a shadow.

The house where people had died was silent.

There should not have been any disturbances.

However, with a slight creak, Fourth Li’s front door slowly opened.

A young figure stood there emotionless.

He looked at the horrific scene without even blinking.

He glanced around but didn’t see anyone.

"One more... the last one, hehe..."

He chuckled eerily to himself in a low whisper.

"Ren Dong, kill them... kill every beast in this village. In this place... no one is innocent!"

His emotion was excited, yet halfway through the sentence, he couldn’t continue.

Because he suddenly noticed that there was a hunched figure outside the house, which was empty just a moment ago.

"Village Chief..."

The Old Village Chief looked calmly at the frightening corpses on the ground and the eerie behaving person beside them.

"Xiao Bin... it really is you."

The elderly eyes of the Village Chief looked at the young man, who was indeed Xiao Bin.

"...All of this... it really was you pretending to be a ghost, but why? Xiao Bin... you were a good child..."

"Shut up!" Xiao Bin had been listening quietly, but his face instantly changed when the Village Chief said this.

"My dad’s dead, Ren Dong’s dead too, what else can’t I do!"

The Old Village Chief remained silent, looking at the face of unmitigated hatred that Xiao Bin showed and sighed, "Ah Liang... was supposed to be the next Village Chief, but he should never have, under any circumstances, gone to help them..."

"Ren Dong as well... she was supposed to be my daughter-in-law, but she did such things... If she doesn’t die, this village would suffer..."

"Let it suffer! This village shouldn’t exist at all! You’re a devil, and the other villagers are devils too! To think you look decent, yet your deeds are even more revolting!"

Xiao Bin’s emotions finally erupted.

Long-simmered hatred and anger made his expression extremely scary.

As Xiao Bin approached, the Village Chief instinctively backpedaled.

However, gradually, the Village Chief noticed something unusual about Xiao Bin.

"Xiao... Xiao Bin, why is there an extra head on your shoulder?"

The Old Village Chief asked in horror.

The head cunningly appeared, with no warning at all.

Xiao Bin also seemed to have turned into another person, grinning menacingly as he approached the Old Village Chief.

"Ah!"

The Old Village Chief withdrew in fright, fell to the ground stumbling.

Only for Xiao Bin to grab a hoe lying against the wall, with its sharpest edge, he savagely dug into the Village Chief’s left chest!

How could human flesh withstand iron implements? With a gruesome sound, the sharp hoe embedded into the heart of the Old Village Chief, who opened his mouth in disbelief, his limbs struggling madly, trying to stop Xiao Bin. However... Xiao Bin, who seemed to have lost his sanity, possessed incredible strength, pulling out the hoe, once... twice... three times...

The Old Village Chief’s heart was instantly hacked into a bloody pulp.

Xiao Bin didn’t know how long he’d smashed until he finally came back to sense, whereupon he realized the Old Village Chief’s pupils had completely faded.

The skin and flesh of the Old Village Chief’s left chest were entirely gouged out, revealing the heart that had been beaten into a mess, bleeding profusely.

The Old Village Chief died with eyes wide open, unable to fathom what had just happened.

Xiao Bin... why did he grow another head?

Blood bubbled from his mouth as he tried to speak, but he could no longer utter a word.

And at this moment, Xiao Bin finally realized something, turning pale, he dropped the hoe, shivering as he collapsed to the ground.

"No... it wasn’t me... I didn’t kill anyone... ghost... it was a ghost!" Xiao Bin trembled violently, crawling out the door, muttering as if in a dream: "Ren Dong... is it you, Ren Dong... why... use my hands..."

Then, Xiao Bin clambered up awkwardly, not daring to look back for even a second, and fled rapidly.

Inside Fourth Li’s house, three eerie and terrifying corpses were laid out.

Even Bai Yanliang hadn’t anticipated all this.

The Old Village Chief, who had the biggest issues and the most secrets, just like that... died.

...

At the edge of the village, in the woods.

Yu Hanzhou and Li Mu walked side by side.

They were in trouble.

The four people following them suddenly closed their mouths, not saying a single word.

It was not a good sign. Yu Hanzhou glanced back at them, noticing that the four’s gaze was blank, staring at them like soulless husks.

"We were forced to split up and flee by a ghost pretending to be Huang Yourong, losing track of each other."

Yu Hanzhou quietly said.

"Pretending?"

Li Mu actually didn’t want to speak, in a place like this, the more you say the more likely you are to make a mistake unless absolutely necessary, speaking would be foolish.

But now... those four behind them, unsure if they were human or ghost, seemed to have an issue.

He felt that the malice that had been subtly tailing him had vanished.

"I think... this ghost’s ability is not disguising... not even ghost wall, but... something else."

Li Mu said, his brows furrowing.

Yu Hanzhou looked at him perplexed: "What else could it be? Oh... those four behind you... seem very creepy."

Li Mu nodded, explaining in a low voice: "They... aren’t human, they’re waiting for us to violate a taboo. By the way... make sure not to touch this."

Li Mu suddenly realized he hadn’t told Yu Hanzhou about the tree’s issue.

But he didn’t dare directly say the word "tree," only pointing his chin vaguely to indicate.

Yu Hanzhou seemed a bit puzzled, glanced ahead, and said: "Which one?"

Li Mu was speechless, just as he was about to keep talking, he suddenly noticed... Yu Hanzhou staring intently at him.

His eyes, just like the four people’s gaze earlier!

He wasn’t Yu Hanzhou!

"Which one? What is it? Answer me." Yu Hanzhou pressed closer, his face drawing nearer to Li Mu, becoming more and more menacing.

Indeed... indeed not Yu Hanzhou!

Sweat dripped down Li Mu’s forehead as he glanced around, inadvertently seeing the tree from where Yu Hanzhou had emerged.

A young corpse lay there, eyes wide with fear, face pale.

Its neck had been twisted one hundred eighty degrees.

Yu Hanzhou... had died long ago.