Here Lies The Wicked - Chapter 38

Chapter 38: The Ball

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The night was cold.

With the help of the pitch-black night, the lockdown of the roads surrounding Tongjiang Bridge did not raise much attention.

Firstly, the location of this area was in the suburbs and the surrounding buildings were not dense.

Secondly, only a handful of people dared to go there alone at night ever since the incident at Tongjiang Bridge happened. After all, everybody cherished their lives.

Hence, even when people passed by the nearby area, they were stopped and persuaded to leave with the reason being the road ahead was under construction and were asked to divert to other roads.

The night deepened.

Suddenly!

Vroom!

VROOM!

The roaring sound of the engine and the screech of the rubber tires against the road of a speeding car was heard. With the gleaming highlights came the rough-styled cross-country vehicles that looked like huge iron beasts. They broke the silence of the night and drove toward the Tongjiang Bridge, roaring at high speed.

Five cars! Ten cars!

Dozens of cars!

One by one, more and more iron beasts tore through the calm night. All without exception, they flew toward the direction of the Tongjiang Bridge.

At the same time.

Zhou City, Shang Wei Yuan Buffet Restaurant.

“F*ck me! That guy with the big tummy at table number three can eat so much! Is he the reincarnation of the starving ghost!”

“Don’t bring it up anymore. Even Xiao Zhang, who just came for his first day of internship, was scared away. After a new tray of grilled steak was served, it disappeared immediately within a minute. The intern, Xiao Zhang, has been grilling steaks since the afternoon. He was so exhausted that he couldn’t lift his arms.”

The servers at the buffet restaurant used the intercom and started to complain crazily.

At that moment, even the face of the restaurants’ manager turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The ‘starving ghost’ at table number three was naturally Fang Zheng.

During his training of the Sacred Book of Change Tendon and Wash Marrow in the morning, he suffered from extreme loss of Qi and blood and entered a state gorging himself due to extreme hunger. He used normal food to fill the void of the missing blood and Qi.

At that moment, Fang Zheng took seven to eight stacks of plates from the counter again, but the manager could only stand there and look on. Right on time, Fang Zheng’s cell phone suddenly started vibrating.

The caller ID was Sun Yushu.

As soon as the phone was connected, Sun Yushu’s nervous voice came from the phone, saying, “Brother Fang Zheng! I know the time they are going to clean the Tongjiang Bridge by force! They are taking action tonight!”

The movement of Fang Zheng’s hands suddenly stopped.

According to the information Sun Yushu eavesdropped on, the people from the Supernatural Investigation Bureau had already entered a state of emergency.

It seemed that the results of the first forceful cleanse of the Tongjiang Bridge was a failure. It sounded like after the lake was cut off and the flow was stopped, every person that entered the bottom of the lake disappeared.

No one alive could be seen, and yet, no corpses could be found.

According to the situation that Sun Yushu eavesdropped on, the Supernatural Investigation Bureau had already sent emergency backup and were rushing toward Tongjiang Bridge. Even the members of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau stationed at his unit began to lose their patience and gathered everyone for centralized protection. They looked as if they were in a nervous circumstance and were facing some serious enemies.

It was under this situation that Sun Yushu managed to overhear this important information.

Sun Yushu contacted Fang Zheng secretly and hung up the phone immediately after he spoke in a hurry. Fang Zheng fell into deep thought.

He was thinking…

Whether or not he should go to Tongjiang Bridge. The first batch of people had already failed to encircle and annihilate this evil, and had instead fallen into a fraudful trap.

Obviously, the Tongjiang Bridge had become a dangerous place. Even the professionals from the Supernatural Investigation Bureau could not handle this supernatural event. He was alone so this trip was too dangerous to follow through with.

But!

Risks and opportunities coexist. Gray Qi! He needs a large amount of Gray Qi to light up the runes on the Human Skin Scripture. Fang Zheng was not willing to miss this rare opportunity.

‘I’ll just dawdle outside and not enter the area… If things go sideways, I’ll leave the place immediately. That shouldn’t be dangerous, right?

…

Shhh, shhh…

The sound of clothing rubbing together came from the sharing bicycle Feng Yuyan was riding on.

Yellow street lamp…

She was alone on the empty street.

Feng Yuyan was a fitness instructor and in order for her to reach home quickly after her night shift, she chose this road. She chose to go home with this road that was nearby Tongjiang Bridge.

Since the incident of people falling to their death from Tongjiang Bridge, almost no one was seen on the roads in the nearby area once it reached nightfall.

However, Feng Yuyan had a strong and independent personality and had no taboo toward these circumstances.

It was unknown if it was the chilliness of the night wind, but Feng Yuyan’s body felt cold. A chill crawled down her back and she felt a coolness on the back of her neck.

Feng Yuyan turned around and looked but there was nothing.

‘I’m just scaring myself. There’s no backseat on the sharing bicycle. How can someone blow down my neck from behind.’ Feng Yuyan laughed at herself. Just as she turned her head back and continued to look toward the front, Feng Yuyan suddenly saw a young boy by the roadside, playing with a ball.

Thump, thump, thump… The young boy kicked the ball toward the wall again and again. Thump. The ball bounced back to the young boy’s feet and the young boy continued kicking the ball.

Feng Yuyan was curious, how could a young boy be playing with his ball on the road so late at night.

“Little kid, why are you playing alone on the roadside? Where’s your mother? Or your family? Are you lost?” Feng Yuyan rode her sharing bicycle and when she was about to approach the young boy, the young boy suddenly picked up his ball and ran toward an alley in the dark corner without saying a word.

Feng Yuyan was puzzled but did not give it too much thought, thinking that the young boy lived nearby.

So Feng Yuyan continued riding the bicycle.

Thump, thump, thump… Feng Yuyan saw the young boy who ran away previously, unexpectedly appeared in front of her and continued kicking the ball toward the wall.

Thump. The ball bounced back to the young boy’s feet and he continued kicking the ball toward the wall—repeating over and over again.

 “Little kid, you…” Feng Yuyan had not even finished speaking but the young boy once again picked up his ball and ran into the dark shadows without saying a thing.

At this moment, Feng Yuyan’s eyes filled with panic. Her hands and feet started to turn cold and she only wanted to leave this road as soon as possible.

However…

Thump, thump, thump… The sound of the ball hitting the wall over and over again… She saw the young boy in front again—still not saying a word—kicking the ball toward the wall over and over again.

This time, Feng Yuyan felt the fine hairs on her back stand up. She did not stop and just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

Feng Yuyan passed by the young boy directly. The little boy did not look toward her nor did he speak, he was immersed in kicking the ball again and again.

Just as Feng Yuyan wanted to relax, she suddenly felt a chill at the back of her neck. It was as if someone was standing behind her and was continuously blowing cool air toward the back of her neck.

“Big sister, stay and let’s play ball together.” A young boy’s voice came from Feng Yuyan’s back.

But there was no backseat on the sharing bicycle!

How can someone sit on it!

Feng Yuyan opened her eyes in horror. “Help…”

The yellow street light shone on the empty street indefinitely. The street returned to being empty and cold—not one person was on the street.

There was only one sharing bicycle that fell over at the roadside with a lady’s handbag hanging on the handlebar.

After a few minutes, the silhouette of Fang Zheng, who was riding a sharing bicycle, gradually entered the street.

Thump, thump, thump…

A young boy was by the roadside, kicking the ball toward the wall over and over again.