C9 Phantom wall

After walking north from Clear Heart Monastery for two days, other than staying in an inn, he would look for a local resident to stay the night wherever he went.

Ah Tong has been eating a lot of meat these two days. Every time I pick him up, I feel that he has become a lot fatter than before.

But tonight we may be living in the wilderness. There isn't even a house in this area, only one house, and it's burned down.

It was as if the outside was covered in a layer of black charcoal. Everything inside had been burnt to ashes.

So if he wanted to find her, he had to keep walking forward.

Fortunately, A-Tong had slept on my shoulders for a while during the day, so he was quite energetic at night. When he saw something, he would yell, which made me wake up a lot.

The kerosene lamp was the only light in the clearing. Not far away, something seemed to be shining, but he wasn't sure which house was lighting up.

I carried Ah Tong and ran forward. This was an open area without any grass, and beside it was a river. Wasn't this place said to be close to a mountain and to the water? Why would it be abandoned here?

That's the question in my mind.

I walked on, and Ah Tong patted my head, gesturing for me to look in the direction of his finger.

There seemed to be a few people standing not too far away.

I noticed a ghostly flame glowing blue on the riverbank. If this thing had been a child, I would have peed my pants in fright.

But ever since Yellow Lord told me about it, it's only because something called phosphorus is burning.

When Ah Tong saw this thing, he insisted on looking at it. He thought it was some bug that was emitting light and wanted to catch him to use as a light source.

As we approached, the ghostly flame drifted away and landed on the lake.

As he continued forward, he didn't know where to start, but the visibility became increasingly lower. It was pitch-black, and the sound of a frog could be heard.

The air was wet with water.

When the fog started to rise, I stood where I was, holding Ah Tong and running away. If I didn't get out of the fog soon, I wouldn't even know how to face some creatures.

The fog grew thicker, and everything was the same, as if the scene were running along with us, or as if we had stayed where we were.

He couldn't see. The fog was covering the north, south, south, and north. He didn't know where to go, but if he blindly collided with the fog, he might fall into the lake.

I stood where I was, and after a while I finally understood what was going on. This was the so-called Wall-Hitting Ghost, and it seemed that when I was young, Uncle Hunter had told me that he had met a Wall-Hitting Ghost before, and it wasn't just bragging.

I kept walking straight, but it didn't feel any different. It took me nearly five minutes to spot a tombstone visible to me.

The owner of the tombstone was actually me. I rubbed my eyes to take a closer look.

Still, Chen Liang was born in 1997 and died in 2005. I stood up and walked on.

Tombstone, tombstone, tombstone.

Apart from the tombstone, I finally knew what I had just seen. The tombstone was what I saw when I saw it as a human being.

More accurately speaking, we entered a graveyard. This is the reason why even though this place is a Feng Shui treasure ground, there isn't a single family here. It's because this place belongs to the dead.

It was a precious place filled with feng shui.

Ah Tong had no idea what was going on, so he just kept leaning on my shoulder and asking me when I could rest. I didn't know how to answer him.

He said he wanted to go down for a walk, but I was at a loss.

He came down from my shoulder. I kept holding his hand, holding it tightly, as if I was afraid that he would lose it.

Go on. If I keep walking in the direction I feel I've been facing from the beginning, I should still be a short way off.

We should be able to get out in a little while.

I don't know how long I walked, but I felt my foot land on the tombstone again. I squatted down and checked.

My name was still engraved on it: Chen Liang was born in 1997, died in 2005.

So I'm not walking straight, I'm walking in circles.

I picked up Ah Tong again and ran straight ahead. Soon I saw the tombstone again.

Chen Liang was born in 1997 and died in 2005.

Chen Liang was born in 1997 and died in 2005.

I'd seen it five times that night, which meant I'd circled it five times.

Besides the fog, there was also a fog. Other than the sound of the frogs, there was also the sound of the frogs chirping. It was as if a headless fly was bumping around blindly.

When I tried to take Ah Tong's hand and keep walking, I couldn't feel it.

He missed!

Panic spread from the soles of my feet to my entire body. I turned around and saw that there was nothing on Ah Tong's right side.

I could hear Ah Tong calling me, and I responded to his cry.

The sound came from my right, and I ran a short distance to my right before stopping to take a closer look around.

I looked up at the sky. It was pitch black, and I felt as if the sky was spinning.

The voice came from the left this time, and I kept running to the left, behind me, to the left, except for the tombstone.

He felt as if he had gone mad. The helplessness he felt was finally fully experienced. The light from the kerosene lamp was not as bright as before. Instead, it was slowly fading away.

When it was extinguished, as if it were hope, I knelt on the ground and called out to Ah Tong.

A voice came from somewhere: I'm here.

It sounded very close, but he could not pinpoint the exact location. How long until the sun rose and the fog dissipated? Where was Ah Tong?

Other than the croaking of the frogs, there were two more barks from the dogs and some other unknown creatures.

I was completely lost. If A-Tong was lost, how could I explain it to the Taoist priest? I charged left and right, tripped over a wooden stake and fell to the ground, falling far away.

Lying on the ground, feeling like his whole body was covered in fog, it followed me.

Pressing his hand to his eyes, he decided to just wait until the fog had passed, and until the next day.

I want to go to sleep right now. I'm tired, so I hope A-Tong is okay.

"Concentrate and don't be fooled by your eyes." I suddenly thought of what Uncle Hu had told me.

When I was a kid, I would take everything he said as a joke because Mom told me he wasn't a proper person. Now that I think about it, maybe he really did walk out of the Wall-Hitting Ghost before.

I stood up and closed my eyes for a long time. Then something pushed me forward and I turned around.

No one.

A hand came out of the fog, and I slapped it and it disappeared, and another hand came from the other side, and I broke it all.

My eyes blurred into a face, the face of a little boy, who smiled at me and darted back into the mist.

There was no way to find it.

I was even more worried about Ah Tong's situation now. What would happen to him if he encountered such a situation?

If I meet a ghost, I can only take out the two talismans that Taoist-sir gave me.

I put my hands on my hips, ready to fight, but I stayed where I was for half a minute, no movement in the fog.

Something grabbed my ankle, and with a flick of my foot, the force suddenly dissipated.

Ah Tong's scream still reached my ears. I rushed into the fog, but this time it was as if I accidentally hit a wall. I was pushed back to my original spot.

"Scram!" I kept charging, two or three times, and each time the result was the same. I was afraid that something had happened to Ah Tong.

I dropped to my knees and kowtowed three times shakily, clasping my hands in front of me.

I really had no choice but to plead whoever it was: I beg you, just come at me if you have anything to say, don't hurt that child.

"I have no intention to offend you guys. I was just passing by, so I immediately left. I'm very sorry for disturbing your rest."

I didn't think that this move would really work. I, who was kneeling on the floor, was already dumbfounded.

The fog gradually faded away, and inside the fog, there was a bunch of laughter. I looked up and saw a white figure in a circle in the air, while Ah Tong was unconscious not far away.

They were still laughing, but I wasn't in the mood to laugh. The talismans were already in my hands, and I could destroy them at any moment.