Nursing home 989

Doesn't anyone else know" I swallowed nervously."You should know, Grandfather said that she used to serve Grandmother when she was alive. Grandmother liked her very much. Even after her death, Grandf...That person was wearing a grayish cloth robe, in the style of the local ethnic group.

He covered the lower half of his face with a ragged cloth, revealing only his messy eyebrows and menacing eyes.

"You actually escaped to here!" he roared angrily, "There's a path to heaven, but you don't take it, and you barge into hell! The Dragon King originally ordered us to keep you alive, not to harm your lives or bodies, but you broke the secret of this place… Those who know the secret here will be killed without mercy!"

This man raised his hand, holding a white bone staff.

"With just a bone, you think you can scare people..." I hid behind Mu Wanchen, nervously clutching his clothes.

"What did the Dragon King do here" Mu Wanchen tilted her head and asked softly.

“I’m not entirely sure either. I just pieced together a rough idea… It seems like the Dragon King sent people here to disguise themselves as building a nursing home. These families were very poor, so they sent their elderly with no working ability to the nursing home. It turned out to be a scam; all those who went to the nursing home were killed, and they were poisoned before death, turning them into venomous zombies… Then they spread rumors about ghosts and monsters haunting this place, gathering young people for training and supplying them with weapons, only to take them away. I estimate their fate would be the same… These women are controlled using drugs, making them do laundry, cook, and so on… I reckon they’ll end up dead too.”

I quickly explained.

Mu Wanchen frowned slightly and coldly spat out two words: "Abandon the old."

"Uh What"

"...abandon the elderly. People here should have this tradition, abandoning the old people who are no longer able to work."

"This..."

"Such a practice goes against humanity, which is why this village has fallen into a state of misery and despair... The zombies I just saw were all struggling to move. They must be the elderly." Mu Wanchen revealed a disdainful expression.

The man across from him growled, “What are you, some kind of busybody!”

Mu Wanchen didn't answer. He drew his sword and slashed the ground, the blade tip passing through the moonlight, as if drawing a talisman.

A symbol, to those who don't understand it, appears to be mere squiggles that resemble neither letters nor drawings. However, there is a system behind these seemingly random shapes.

The insider could see the effect of the strokes, I recognize some of them. From Mu Wanchen's movements, I saw his sword tip sketching, with each stroke a hook of gold and iron, drawing a "ghost" symbol on the ground.

What is he drawing "ghost" symbols for in this dream world

Mu Wanchen used moonlight instead of cinnabar, sheathing her sharp edges deep into the earth. The moment the talisman was drawn, a light emanated from the cracks in the soil.

Cold as frost.

A cold wind howled, rustling the dense foliage of the ancient forest. The rustling sound came in waves like the ocean at night.

The withered twigs and leaves on the ground were lifted by the gloomy wind, swirling wildly around. A thick black mist gradually spread through the forest, and some gray, ghostly figures began to appear.

"What does the Dragon King want Nothing more than a force sufficient to seize control of the Mi Jiang Dharma Gate. With just these weak, sick, and dying corpses He's far too confident... After years of hiding in a remote corner of a foreign land, he really thinks he's a 'King'... He's nothing but a frog at the bottom of a well, confined to his own limited world." Mu Wanchen sighed softly, pointed his sword tip, and unleashed a burst of sharpness that ripped through the air, aimed squarely at the man in gray robes.

This sword move was incredibly fast. I only saw Mu Wanchen's hand move once, and the man opposite him was already spattered with blood, a diagonal gash across his chest.

"I have always been reluctant to take a life, but since you all have attacked me, I can only make an example of some of you..." he said heavily.

“Don’t…don’t…” I tugged at Mu Wanchen’s sleeve, whispering, “There are heads for wrongs and owners for debts. These are just the Dragon King’s subordinates. Killing them won’t do much. The Dragon King will send others. Like you said, a little punishment for a big lesson is enough. Let them suffer the consequences of their own actions. You shouldn’t kill…”

Mu Wanchen didn't look back at me, but he let out a light chuckle, his rich voice tinged with amusement—

“I knew my little princess wasn't just tough on the outside, she was kindhearted too…”

OMG, are you kidding me!

The blood in the air drifted, and with a casual sword strike, Mu Wanchen had brought down the man in gray robes. Blood flowed out, immediately attracting the surrounding zombies.

"Could these zombies really be conscious How did they know to come here..." I wondered aloud.

"They are useless, they only instinctively track people's 'vital energy' and 'blood qi'." Mu Wanchen explained.

I patted my head, no wonder that woman said, don't shout, it wasn't the zombies who could hear the sound, but a gaping mouth would reveal anger and attract the zombies.

And just now, there was blood flowing inside the house. It dripped down through the cracks in the bamboo lattice, definitely stimulating these monsters.

"Oh no... Long Ge has injuries, this activity will definitely cause them to burst open, and the blood will attract a lot of zombies, right" I said anxiously.

"Long Xiaogē"

"My cellmate, who was also captured by the Dragon King, heard about your story. He took good care of me along the way. Just now, seeing that there were more and more zombies, he lured them away himself so I could find a chance to escape." I explained quickly.

"Since that's settled, I'll take care of things here and we can go find him together." Mu Wanchen said crisply.

The ghostly figures grew more numerous, wandering throughout the village. I heard piercing screams from women echoing through the night.

These souls, filled with intense resentment before their deaths, were only cared for by the Dragon King in terms of their bodies. He didn't properly handle their spirits, so the balance of yin and yang energy here is chaotic beyond measure. The forest itself is a swirl of confusion. Perhaps this was intentional - only such chaos could better create corpses that obey only the Mother Worm's commands. Mu Wanchen threw out several witchcraft talismans, burning the corpses that lunged forward, eager to feast on blood, to ashes.

Flickers of fire, manipulated by the ghostly figures, turned into an eerie green glow. The village had completely transformed into a haunted netherworld.

The woman's terrified scream and frantic running, a chilling "giggle... giggle..." sound followed behind me.

As I turned back, Lao Zhang's beloved picked up the dagger from the ground again and was slashing at her own neck, one cut at a time.

"Hee hee..." A ferocious smile stretched across her sallow face, showing no sign of pain.

"Ah!!" I dove for cover, unable to find a safe spot, so I burrowed under Mo Wanche's left arm and hugged his waist tightly, peering fearfully at what was behind me.

Mu Wanchen acted like a protective mother hen, grabbing me with one hand and saying without looking back, "Ghosts have come for revenge. Don't worry about these people living or dying."

"Really Really! The woman's back... the ghost behind her looks so scary!"

"Huh" Mu Wanchen looked down at me. "You can see the possessed ghost"

"How can you not see! The eerie, shriveled old hag behind her is fake! Not only can I see all sorts of bizarre things now, I can even hear voices!" I couldn't help but laugh and cry, hugging Mu Wanchen like a koala.

"Is that so Let me hear you tell me later. Come on, let's go to that Dragon Little Brother first." Mu Wanchen held me up with one hand.

I held him tightly around the neck and whispered, "What about that man"

"Let them send the zombies after him. I've broken this world's boundary between life and death, now vengeful spirits are coming for him. While we have the chance, I'll take you away."

"Can't take the legal route"

"No."g about the copper bell hanging in the courtyardThis is how our family deals with negative energies. Some negative energies need to be exposed to sunlight to dispel the stagnant energy. We tie red str...