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Chapter 76 - 73: Night Parade of One Hundred Demons

Chapter 76: Chapter 73: Night Parade of One Hundred Demons

Right.

We’ve got to take the edge off that warden!

The eerie voice changed again, becoming deeper and hoarser.

"Who killed the redbreast? It was I," said the sparrow, "with my bow and arrow, I killed the redbreast."

"Who saw him die? It was I," said the fly, "with my little eye, I saw him die."

"Who took away his blood? It was I," said the fish, "with my little dish, I took away his blood."

"Who’ll dig his grave? The owl said, ’It was I, with my spade and pick, I’ll come to dig his grave.’"

Rather than calling it singing, this song was more like a peculiar dark prayer.

...

Yo-ho?

Still holding up?

Well, let’s see who’s tougher then!

Jiang Xiao simply stood up on the table, belting out a duet with the spooky voice!

"The great river flows east!"

"The stars in the sky follow the Big Dipper, ah!"

(Hehe, follow the Big Dipper, ah)

(A bowl of wine for life-or-death loyalty, ah)

"Just say go and off we’ll go, ah!"

"You’ve got it, I’ve got it, everyone’s got it, ah!"

(Hehe, everyone’s got it, ah)

Damn!

He’s even doing his own backing vocals?

Has he switched to the Robin Hood style now?

This new warden seems pretty fierce, doesn’t he?

The eerie voice turned into an unsettling, ethereal female voice, with a hint of an Eastern operatic lilt.

"Baby, what are you doing~~ in your grave, are you there, shattered?"

"Baby, what are you doing, why aren’t you answering~"

"Baby, what are you doing? Have you turned moldy~"

Jiang Xiao wasn’t putting up with it.

"In the first month, ah, the first month right~ young friends getting things done."

"If you’ve done something wrong you have to face the law, I tell you, my friend."

"The government takes me to court, uh-huh aiyo~"

"In February the dragon raises its head, I’m in prison and not free."

"All day long I’m filled with gloom, I say, my friend."

"When, oh when, will I see the light, uh-huh aiyo~"

...

Ah, what?

What does it mean?

How did this suddenly resonate with the vibe of Hengshui Prison?

What’s with this heart-stabbing randomness?

The spooky voice went completely silent.

And Jiang Xiao was still on the offensive.

"In June’s three dog days, hand on the prison gate gazing outside."

"Strolling the streets in fancy clothes, I say, my friend."

"Looking outside brings such annoyance, aiyo~"

"In July on the seventh night, the cowherd meets the weaver girl in the heavens."

"The gods have their reunion day, I say, my friend."

"My wife and I are separated, uh-huh aiyo~"

Mournful, pitiful, sad, sad...

Isn’t this just rubbing salt into their wounds?

Goblins and ghosts?

What on earth are those?

Right, compared to Jiang Xiao...

That spooky, miserly voice really did seem too small-minded.

It wouldn’t stand a chance on any stage.

And so, the spooky voice was completely stuck.

What the hell?

How did the horror movie suddenly and inexplicably turn into a comedy action series?

Even the spooks themselves don’t feel scary anymore, hello!

Alright, alright...

So this is your game, huh?

It’s like drying chili peppers at the neighbor’s front door... Spicy as hell!

Surely these songs he’s pulling out aren’t some kind of cheat?

They must be cheating!

These chosen ones are not abiding by martial ethics, they’re cheating!

The Dragon Country’s live comment section was going crazy.

[It’s over, the spook seems to have started to shut up and question life.]

[Can I get a moment, haha, why do I feel like Jiang Spirit is having a mountain-song duel with the spooky voice?]

[I’m dying, I’ve crawled out of bed and I even want to go for a nightly run around the complex to cool off this fiery blood~]

[Is the person above the so-called fiery youth?]

[Isn’t this more effective than the Great Compassion Mantra? So evil-warding, wow!]

[Carrying a hammer and sickle on my shoulder, Silent Hill becomes a playground!]

[I think I’ve found a way not to be afraid of spooky Kaidan stories.]

[Bags of beans! Something’s not right, as a bona fide Sakura person, I feel something’s off! IP: Sakura]

[Mystery Marseille, don’t understand so I’m asking—it’s just Jiang Xiao’s song targeting the little spook, right? IP: Sakura]

The top brass from the military district didn’t say a word; several old comrades planned to get up overnight for a couple of drinks.

And at the same time, they made all those officer’s kids come out for night training.

Don’t ask why, just the feeling that made them want to leap into action!

Officer’s kids: ???

After seeing the performance of the Dragon Country’s chosen one, the higher-ups from many countries.

Were all considering whether to tell their own chosen ones about it.

To sing some blood-pumping songs and "battle" against the weird.

But the key question was, they didn’t know how to sing in Chinese, did they?

Would it be useful to sing songs from their own countries?

They were a bit uneasy, what if these spooks could only understand the songs of Dragon Country people?

...

Is it quiet outside now?

Jiang Xiao leisurely jumped down from the table.

No way?

Is this all the night-duty spook has got?

I thought it was some big shot, but this is no good~

Well, better go have a look, find out where the sound was coming from.

At this point, the expressions of both the Prison Director and the Deputy were as ugly as if they’d eaten something foul.

Is this how it’s done? Counteracting sound with sound?

"Prison Director, did he treat you like this last time"

Wang Dayong directly denied it.

"No, this is a new trick he’s learned."

Even the two Prison Directors felt their own power being suppressed by Jiang Xiao’s singing, not to mention the lesser apparitions.

They were all totally fucked.

"Damn, just by the sound of his voice he can cause such damage?"

The Deputy Prison Director furrowed his brows together tightly—what was the deal with this Jiang Xiao?

The Prison Director shook his head, wanting to say something, but in the end, he just let out a sigh.

"Man, he feels even stronger and more twisted than last time..."

The Prison Director was somewhat frightened. Previously, he was just a perverted freak, unkillable, a lunatic.

And now it seemed like his combat power had also freaking increased?

How the hell were they supposed to play this game?

Jiang Xiao, unable to hear the eerie sound, had no intention of stopping.

Instead, he opened the door to his room without hesitation and walked out.

The same old saying, the skilled are bold!

Hmm!

What’s going on?

Even with mental preparation, Jiang Xiao was still taken aback by the scene before him.

A large light illuminated the courtyard outside, casting an extremely bizarre image.

All the inmates from Block A had gathered here.

And with very odd and stiff movements, they flipped through the textbooks in front of them.

Like... like marionettes?

Yes, that’s the feeling of marionettes!

There was also an exaggeration reminiscent of early Disney animations...

Combined, they created the scene before him.

As for this textbook?

Jiang Xiao chuckled; wasn’t this the booklet that the Deputy Prison Director had given him at dinner?

The poses of these inmates were both rigid and exaggerated.

But would our old Li Yunlong, a mere mortal, be scared?

Of course not.

He walked straight up to the bleached-blond dude he had smacked the shit out of in the morning and even patted him on the shoulder.

(￢～￢ꐦ)つ "Hey, who the fuck let you guys out?"

The latter continued to flip through the book numbly.

Perhaps it was because the courtyard’s large lamp was white.

The inmates’ faces all had a ghastly pallor.

"Hey! Interesting, what the fuck is going on with you all?"

"Speak! Even a glance at your hard labor boss would do!"

"You planning to let your boss smack the shit out of you? Are you guys more stubborn than monks or what?"

It seemed like they weren’t intentionally ignoring him.

Jiang Xiao could sense that these inmates weren’t themselves anymore.

Or should I say, not the same as they were during the day.

Was that strange song just now sung by them?

Or is there another... apparition?

What about Block B?

Did any peculiar unrest occur there?

Jiang Xiao strode like a meteor to the cell block of B.

Da Yong and his two buddies were sleeping like logs, impossible to wake no matter how much they were called.

Jiang Xiao even beat them up a bit.

No, that wasn’t right...

Why would it be like this?

In previous Kaidan tales, although the apparitions could transform,

they still had at least some sense of consciousness.

In other words, when not transformed into apparitions, the natives and chosen ones in Kaidan are pretty much on the same level.

So how could the current situation arise, where it seemed like they have lost their souls?

At a minimum, there should be at least eighteen things wrong!

Jiang Xiao went back to the inmates in Block A.

He realized the books they were reading were off too.

On the surface, it was a collection of ancient poetry, but inside were intermixed some bizarre nursery rhymes and dark fairy tales...

The cemetery and the mockingbird from earlier were all in there.

So, it must be that those strange voices just now had come from them.

Whether it was Jiang Xiao, who wanted to explore the essence of Kaidan,

or Li Yunlong, who valued loyalty and was rough yet nuanced,

both had to figure out what exactly was going on.

Hmm?

An epiphany, Jiang Xiao grasped a breakthrough clue!

He stood in front of the inmates, took a moment to prepare, and then opened his mouth.

"Rise!"

"If the motherland is ever invaded, the blood of a hot-blooded man shall call us to be strong!"

"Drink dry this bowl of hometown wine, a warrior departs never to return!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, the spirit of the army unwavering!

Considering that just now by singing a song from the anti-imperialist era he had been able to interrupt their eerie nursery rhyme.

Jiang Xiao wanted to see if continuing to sing might wake them up.

The result was as expected.

Some stopped flipping through the books, frozen in place.

Others began furrowing their brows as if recalling something.

While a few showed a struggling expression.

Clearly, some inmates also wanted to come to.

Jiang Xiao decided he didn’t want to sleep anymore and took turns singing on the spot.

The two Prison Directors watched Jiang Xiao on the courtyard with darkened faces.

"Prison Director, what do we do now?"

The Prison Director didn’t answer.

Shit, he had just decided not to take action against Jiang Xiao and was even contemplating letting him pass through the challenge.

But why did he have to go looking for trouble?

What the hell did the life or death of these inmates have to do with Jiang Xiao?

"Prison Director, if we don’t stop him, the inmates are likely to be awakened."

"What can we do about it? Are you going down there to solo him? I estimate you could only get the crap beaten out of you and change nothing else."

The Prison Director’s only sentence left Li Bing completely blocked and he couldn’t help glancing down at the courtyard.

My god...

How much blood must have been shed to sing with such vigor!

Just now, Jiang Xiao’s singing from inside the room didn’t feel this intense to them.

But now, as they looked out the window, they could distinctly feel the militant air emanating from Jiang Xiao.

Even from this distance, Li Bing felt so pressured he could hardly breathe.

To solo him?

Wasn’t that purely looking for punishment?

This momentum...

How many had Jiang Xiao killed out there in the real world? A thousand? Ten thousand?

Or even more?

Besides the killing intent, that revolutionary spirit, fierce as boiling oil, was so overpowering it could scare the apparitions to death!

With a hammer in one hand and a sickle in the other, he simply broke through!

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