Chapter 1812: Chapter 1035: Going Home (Part 3)
Yang Xiao pitied the female ghost’s fate, but she used her crafted Ghost Dream to cruelly kill many innocent people, which was unforgivable. If the female ghost still had any sanity, she would also want someone to end it all.
Puchuan Xiaoman was a kind person, but the female ghost was not.
In the next second, a figure suddenly appeared beside Yang Xiao. The female ghost raised her bloodstained palm to grab Yang Xiao, and this was the moment Yang Xiao had been waiting for.
He did not dodge; with a fierceness even greater than that of the female ghost, he swung the stone in his hand and smashed it hard at the female ghost’s head. The speed of both was almost identical. Yang Xiao’s shoulder was torn apart by the ghost, and Yang Xiao also smashed the female ghost’s ragged head with the stone, causing brain matter to splatter everywhere.
"Die, you!!" Yang Xiao, with blood-red eyes, unleashed all his anger, as if the figure in front of him was not a female ghost but the entire damned Nightmare World.
But in the end, a human’s strength could not overcome a ghost’s. Yang Xiao was soon struck down by the female ghost, and one arm was broken.
The female ghost, seemingly infuriated by this reckless person, grasped his collar with one hand and lifted him from the muddy ground entirely.
In her other hand, she held the not-so-sharp Dagger, ready to slowly insert it into Yang Xiao’s eye socket, making him experience the pain she once suffered.
At this moment, Yang Xiao’s arm and ribs were broken, and his left leg was twisted into an S shape. With just a few moves, the female ghost had completely disabled him, leaving Yang Xiao shivering uncontrollably from unprecedented pain, with blood foaming at the corners of his mouth.
"He~~tui!"
Taking advantage of the ghost’s pause, Yang Xiao spat a mouthful of blood-mixed saliva onto the female ghost’s face, then laughed heartily.
His unrestrained laughter echoed under the night sky and was somewhat eerie.
It wasn’t until the female ghost stabbed the Dagger into his heart that the forest returned to silence.
...
On the coast, a figure stood silently in the water, allowing the dark sea to submerge her waist.
Jiu Shan Sha Yue had run to the shore, using the time Yang Xiao had bought her, and at this moment, that terrifying figure stood on the sandy beach not far from her, staring back at her from a distance, with the Dagger in the ghost’s hand still dripping blood drop by drop.
Jiu Shan Sha Yue knew it was Yang Xiao’s blood, and this not-so-sharp Dagger had already claimed three lives.
Jiu Shan Sha Yue noticed a dirty doll hanging from the female ghost’s waist.
The doll was made in the likeness of a child, roughly made, about the size of half a palm.
This was a child-seeking doll, which many married but childless Japanese Women would seek to carry with them.
These come in pairs, with the other half being with the husband.
The two sides were at a stalemate for over ten seconds, the female ghost staring at her with blood-soaked empty eye sockets, then bit by bit retreated, her figure gradually becoming thin until it completely disappeared.
It wasn’t until then that Jiu Shan Sha Yue finally let out a deep breath of relief. She knew everything had ended; this accursed nightmare was over.
Her body suddenly felt somewhat fatigued. Jiu Shan Sha Yue noticed a round moon on the otherwise black sea, yet there was none in the sky.
The moon in the water was about tens of meters away from her. Next, an old fishing boat emerged from the mist in the distance, stopping right on that round moon after a bumping journey.
No one could be seen on the boat, only the cabin door hung slightly ajar.
Given this distance and lighting, there was no reason to see so clearly, yet Jiu Shan Sha Yue dove into the sea, swimming towards the boat. She knew this was her way home.
After swimming near the boat, Jiu Shan Sha Yue swam a circle around it, found a rope hanging into the sea at the boat’s side, and climbed aboard using it.
It was indeed a fishing boat. Apart from an old fishing net, nothing else substantial was on it. Moreover, there were traces of a fight on the boat, with knife marks and a faint smell of blood.
Jiu Shan Sha Yue found a Blood Clothes on the boat, a man’s garment, with several cuts that seemed to be made by a sharp tool.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Jiu Shan Sha Yue’s hand touched something soft. In the next second, she pulled out a doll from the inner pocket of the clothes.
The moment she saw the doll clearly, Jiu Shan Sha Yue couldn’t help but shiver. She recognized this doll; she had just seen one exactly like it not long ago.
Staring at the Blood Clothes in her hand and the lonely, drifting, uninhabited fishing boat, Jiu Shan Sha Yue understood everything.
This fishing boat belonged to the female ghost’s husband, who was robbed and killed by a group of pirates, and this garment and doll were proof.
Jiu Shan Sha Yue only knew that the villagers who betrayed the female ghost were killed, but she didn’t know the fate of those pirates. However, she speculated they couldn’t escape the female ghost’s punishment.
Killing those pirates also avenged her tragically deceased husband.
After taking one last look in the direction of the shore, Jiu Shan Sha Yue tossed the Blood Clothes and doll into the sea, then headed to the cabin, bent down, opened the cabin door, and crawled inside after confirming the familiar feeling.
