Nursing Home 991

s too difficult; I've long since lost track of him. I never expected there to be such a connection!"The old master spoke in a feeble voice, "Young Master Lin, you don't practice Taoism or believe in c...Perhaps those here know what happens to the elderly after they are sent away.

Even family members find it repulsive, let alone handing it over to outsiders. Could outsiders possibly have more love than family

But poverty forces people here to acquiesce, sending out the elderly who are unable to work and leaving them to fend for themselves.

But looking at the current situation, it's not as simple as self-destruction.

In that bamboo building, a single lantern cast a dim glow. Scattered across the land around it were bones and rags, along with some dried, oiled paper-like things—human skin.

What nursing home, it's like a terrifying concentration camp.

“Someone’s already on guard,” Mu Wanchen said softly. “These people are guilty and probably want to escape. Let’s move quickly.”

"There's someone ahead, maybe with a gun." I saw two figures running quickly towards us.

The movements were stiff and sluggish, impossible to be so nimble.

"Turn off the lights... If the other party has a gun, we'll be sitting ducks!" I said anxiously to Mu Wanchen.

"Most people can't see this palace lantern," Mu Wanchen shook his head.

"Huh"

"This is a soul lamp, also known as the guiding light on the Huangquan Road. Only those who can command ghosts can refine it, and only ghosts or those with profound Taoist cultivation can see it." Mu Wanchen explained softly.

“But I can see it.”

"You're my wife, how can you be compared to ordinary people" He glared at me, seeming displeased.

By the time these words were spoken, the two figures had run to a short distance in front of us.

The dim glow of the lanterns allowed me to see their faces. Both had head coverings and cloth wrapped around their faces, revealing only a pair of eyes.

These two seem to be out searching, with a menacing glint in their eyes and a wary look.

Mu Wanchen set up a barrier, and I hid behind him. I saw these two men holding crude hunting rifles, kicking the scattered bones on the ground, still muttering curses.

They walked past us, and I thought they didn't see us. Then one of them suddenly looked over at us, his eyes wide with terror, and he was pointing a gun at us!

"I was seen!" the thought flashed through my mind.

Bang—

A gunshot rang out, Mu Wanchen raised his hand to pull me behind a tree. The tree where we were standing just moments ago now had a corpse leaning against it.

That row moved stiffly, but with an eerie silence, it crept slowly behind the tree.

I think this puppet's target isn't us, but those two patrolling guards. After being hit, its body jerked backward and suddenly lunged at the two guards.

"...Is it enlightened" I saw that row of stiff figures actually knew how to dodge bullets.

“The ghost found its own body.” Mu Wanchen pulled me and said, “The Dragon King’s skills are not enough. He can’t refine both souls and bodies, nor does he have the otherworldly space of Witch King Mountain to accommodate ghosts. Breaking the boundary between yin and yang is enough trouble for him. He wants to find a deep mountain old forest to experiment, just afraid that things will get out of hand and affect his prestige locally.”

I nodded, since these ghosts and zombies had just been released and were in a mess, with grievances and responsibilities to be settled. Let these monsters hold their own meeting.

The question is, where did Long Xiaoge go now

There was a simple fence gate in front of these bamboo houses. At this moment, the gate creaked open a crack, and from within, there was an ominous chill. A single lantern hung inside.

Mu Wanchen used his scabbard to pry open the door, and suddenly a bullet flew out from inside, shattering the light bulb hanging on the door.

"Mmm…" I covered my mouth, stifling the scream.

Mu Wanchen pinched a spell and summoned Bai Ni. Bai Ni's figure was slender, and she slithered through the doorway.

Such a formless and invisible gu spirit was a surprise weapon. Soon, a sound came from inside, the man was bitten by Bai Ni, and he fell headfirst from the bamboo building.

This mountainside bamboo building was just a decoration. We found a cave inside one of them and were about to go in when we heard a cold laugh from behind us —

"You really aren't afraid of death."

At the sound of that accent, I quickly turned my head to look.

A corpulent man stood at the entrance of the bamboo building, his bearing imposing.

"Dragon King" It was that strong, fat man! He chased all the way here!

"If I were the Dragon King, I would have killed you all already! I traveled day and night to catch up with you, but you, little girl, managed to escape here! If I had known, I would have broken your legs—oof!!"

He roared in anger, Mu Wanchen suddenly raised his hand, the Scorpio spirit shot out like an arrow, and pounced on the fat man's bald head, its tail needle arched high—

I didn't dare to blink, I had never seen a Gu Spirit up close before. My heart was pounding with nervous anticipation as I gripped onto Mu Wanchen's arm tightly.

The fat man raised his hand, a gust of fishy wind swept over, and a semi-transparent snake tail swept Ling Zhe off the fat man's head.

It is the Dragon King's Gu spirit! That sinister snake spirit, as cold as the abyssal currents of the deep sea.

"Bai Ni." Mu Wanchen called out.

Bai Ni, who was originally strolling at the mouth of the cave, heard his call and turned around, suddenly transforming into a giant serpent, directly crashing through the roof of this bamboo house!

Shattered bamboo splinters flew everywhere as Bai Ni, with a majestic and imposing aura, charged towards the fat man, her maw wide open.

The snake spirit behind the fat man was startled, quickly retreating and coiling itself in the yard. Its form grew huge and it defiantly opened its massive mouth towards Bai Ni.

I was about to faint from fright, and Mu Wanchen pulled me twice, but I couldn't move my feet at all.

He simply picked me up and walked straight into the cave.

"Are you surprised by this Haven't you seen Bai Ni's appearance before" he frowned slightly, looking at me.

"...Your kind of godly fight, I, I as a mortal can't accept it..." I muttered.

"This place should be like the hotel's basement, where the Dragon King hides little demons and zombies—" Mu Wanchen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

I see so many…doors

Behind the door lay rows of zombies. Judging by their clothes, they were all villagers from here. Their bodies were clearly decayed, some even turning into gray-black ash.

I vaguely saw a figure behind a door panel, and before I could even speak a word of warning, a huge wave surged behind me!

What would it look like if two giant serpent spirits fought

Don't even talk about demolishing houses, those small bamboo huts outside wouldn't even be enough to warm up their tails. They smashed holes into the mountains!

"You dare to touch the Dragon King's things! We will make sure you pay dearly for this!" The fat man came chasing in, enraged, with a handgun in his hand.

Mu Wanchen drew his sword with a backhand, one hand holding me, the other waving his sword.

Bang!!

A gunshot.

I closed my eyes, hearing two sounds of shell casings hitting the ground near my ear.

Then screams erupted. The fat man howled frantically, "Our mission is a failure, and we won't die well... you also, don't even think about walking out alive! We're all going to die anyway! I'll drag you all down with me—"

"...Does that make any sense" Mu Wanchen coldly lowered his eyes to look at him.

Palace lanterns cast a soft glow all around us. He held me in one arm and his sword in the other.

Bullets, pistols, and even that fat man's arm were all split in half by his sword energy.

"The meaning... The Dragon King's orders are the meaning! If I can't complete the mission, you all die too..." He was sweating profusely, his remaining hand pulling out a lever-type grenade from behind.

My God, if an explosion happened here, we'd definitely be buried alive!

"Quick—" I just managed to shout out a syllable when suddenly Long Xiaoge burst out from behind a door panel—cross the way, he was much more unrestrained, with no one to supervise him.”I interrupted him and said, "Daozong, there's an old saying: 'Misfortune comes from the mouth, and illness enters through th...