Hunter of Mysterious Creature-Chapter 335 - 11: Hair_2

He couldn't help but recall the time he used "wishing makes it so" to block out his own pain... Could it be that the abilities he lost have returned?

Sun Hang tried to move the "bracelet" stuck on his forearm, but it didn't budge.

He then attempted to summon the mycelium of Tai Sui from within, but there was no response either.

"Alright, I was overthinking it." Sun Hang sighed helplessly, wiped the bloodstains from the blade with Sadako's robe, and sheathed the sword.

But in the next second, something strange happened.

The bloodstains on the robe were soon absorbed in, and then the robe seemed to come to life, wobbling and "standing" up from the ground.

"Is this a reanimation?" Sun Hang squinted suspiciously, noting that the hair once wrapped in the robe had fallen to the ground, leaving only the robe moving.

"Could it be that the robe is the main body?"

Sun Hang, ever bold, reached out to grab the robe, but it agilely dodged him, then floated toward the main house.

"Is this... luring me in?" Sun Hang watched the robe float inside and hesitated.

To chase or not to chase?

He wasn't worried about an ambush inside the main house; the biggest problem now was insufficient ammunition.

Shooting the Buddha statue at the shop owner's house took one bullet, breaking the courtyard gate latch took two, the thing inside the shadow wall wasted three, and the last bullet was used just now when reuniting the mother and son—Sun Hang's gun chamber was empty.

"Should've brought the assault rifle in," Sun Hang muttered, "Damn, didn't expect bullets to be so useful here, it makes no sense."

Sun Hang stared at the open main house door for a few seconds, then turned to leave.

There's a saying, all fear originates from a lack of firepower, so as long as you have enough firepower, there's nothing to fear.

Sun Hang planned to return to the off-road vehicle and bring that assault rifle and all the ammunition—anyway, the sound of those shots fired could already be heard throughout Maoyun Town, so no worry about causing a disturbance.

Just as Sun Hang lifted his front foot and prepared to step out of the courtyard, his back foot was suddenly entangled by hair emerging from the cracks in the floor tiles, and that mournful, cold wailing sounded again.

"Persistent, aren't you..."

Sun Hang swung the blade to cut off the hair, but before he could leap out of the courtyard, the door slammed shut—though there was no latch, the two door panels seemed welded together, no matter how much force Sun Hang used, he couldn't push them open.

The ground began to tremble, and many bluestones were lifted by a strange force, countless black hairs surged from the soil.

Sun Hang prepared to climb over the wall, but at some point, the height of the courtyard wall had extended several times—it used to be barely three meters tall, but now it was as high as a three-story building.

The bluestones shattered, and the earth boiled like it was simmering, grimy hair emerged from the ground with piercing shrieks... there was almost no place to set foot in the entire courtyard—except beneath Sun Hang's feet, and a path directly leading to the main house.

The ground on this path remained unchanged, as if an invisible force kept the hair out.

"Your trap is way too obvious, do you think I'm an idiot?" Sun Hang sneered, looking at the path.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bluestone slab he was standing on also began to tremble, tiny crack patterns appeared on the surface of the slab.

The implication was clear—either enter the main house, or be strangled into meat paste by the endless ghostly hair.

"Another two-choice ultimatum..." Sun Hang took a deep breath, "Damn, I hate these choices."

He couldn't help but recall the scene of Yang Lian forcing him to sign a servitude contract when he had just woken up in the hospital.

"Damn, one day I'll make her feel this way," Sun Hang gritted his teeth, "But before that, I have to survive."

Yet again, a few strands of hair emerged from the ground, entangling Sun Hang's legs, and he swung his blade to cut them off. Then, as if possessed, he shoved his left hand, which felt no pain, into his mouth and bit down hard.

Sun Hang bit with such force that in the blink of an eye, he saw the white of bone, and the next moment, crimson blood gushed from the wound, dyeing his entire palm red.

Sun Hang turned around and smeared the blood on the tightly shut door.

His blood began to burn almost the instant it touched the door, and within half a second, the two heavy doors were reduced to ashes.

"The good news is that it worked." Sun Hang thought as he stepped out of the courtyard, "But the bad news is... I don't seem to have turned back into an ordinary person."

At the moment the courtyard door was destroyed, the hair in the courtyard surged like madness, even the path "reserved" for Sun Hang was instantly covered by hair—but just as they passed through the courtyard door in pursuit of Sun Hang, they burst into flames, and the smell of burning protein filled the entire street.

Sun Hang backed up two steps, watching the hair retreat... but the flames spread rapidly along the hair, and soon, the whole courtyard was engulfed in a sea of fire.

Sun Hang opened the mirror, discovering that the flames inside were a ghostly blue... indistinguishable from the black dragon's Dragonfire.

"Is this... Mr. Wang's Dragonfire?"

Sun Hang took two deep breaths, then spat a mouthful of bloodied spit on the ground.

He raised his palm, observing the deep wound revealing bone—blood still flowed, his entire sleeve stained black and red. A cold breeze blew past, and Sun Hang couldn't help but shiver.

"Since the Dragonfire remains, why doesn't the self-healing ability?"

Sun Hang, both hands busy, rather laboriously wrapped the hand with a bandage—during his "close combat" with Wang Xiyi, she sometimes bit deeper than this, but under the power of Tai Sui, even if Wang Xiyi bit through Sun Hang's neck, he could recover in seconds. But now... forget healing, even stopping the bleeding seemed a challenge.

"I won't die from blood loss, right?" Sun Hang scratched his messy hair, muttering—when he gouged out those long-haired flesh just now, he had already lost a lot of blood. Now, to break the door, he had actively inflicted such a deep wound... Logically speaking, with this much blood loss, even if he didn't faint, his head should feel dizzy... yet for some reason, Sun Hang felt exceptionally well, not weak, not even tired.

"Could it be thanks to the adrenaline?" Sun Hang's medical kit also contained two doses of high-concentration adrenaline injections, though he hadn't used them—these were meant for desperate moments, for fighting to the death.

They weren't life-saving, just for taking the enemy down.

"Forget it, better go back to the car and bring the gear..."

Just as Sun Hang was about to turn around, something caught in the corner of his eye froze him in place.

The two elusive young girls reappeared on either side of him, staring directly at the flames in the courtyard.

The firelight illuminated their pale cheeks, making them appear rosy.

"The Zhou Family has been wiped out," one of the girls said, "Orphans and widows, how pitiful." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Yes, even their home was burned down," the other girl chimed in.