Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 79 - 52: If You’re Late, You Won’t Be Able to Leave

Chapter 79: Chapter 52: If You’re Late, You Won’t Be Able to Leave

The male ghost, who just moments ago was all teeth and claws, now had his face pressed into the ground without a hint of resistance.

The whole process lasted mere seconds.

Wen Xu felt that today was destined to be a day that would rebuild his worldview.

Receiving confirmation that someone else could see these strange things was already surprising.

But to think she could actually bring them down?

What did all the years of terror mean for him?

Was he simply kind?

From the previous inquiry, Wen Xu had no more secrets that Mu Yunchu wanted to uncover.

So now, she turned all her attention to the ghost.

Gazing at the strangulation mark around his neck and connecting it to his lengthy tongue roughly a meter long, Mu Yunchu deduced that this was a ghost of a man who hanged himself.

Yet, why did he remain in this small house, refusing to leave, became the question worth asking.

"Were you from this village during your life?"

Unexpectedly, even when suppressed with force, upon hearing Mu Yunchu’s question, the ghost merely snorted coldly and turned his head away.

He did not want to look at Mu Yunchu and her companions.

Nor did he wish to answer their questions.

"Ha?" Li Shang rolled up her sleeves and approached with steps, "Still has a temper."

She slowly crouched down, directly in the view of the male ghost when he raises his head.

Under Mu Yunchu’s direction, she skillfully positioned herself in a blind spot to Wen Xu’s sight, then... revealing her true terrifying form.

The fair face instantly transformed into a bloody visage.

The ghost, being a spirit himself, nearly screamed in fright.

"Mmm..."

The male ghost felt like crying inside.

Who did he offend today indeed?

Oh, wait.

One of them isn’t even human.

A bit of the yin energy released by Li Shang was enough to make him tremble.

But even though he was terrified to such a degree, he still didn’t want to easily tell these people anything.

With eyes closed, "You folks are from the village chief’s side, save your breathe, I won’t say a thing!"

Mu Yunchu, upon hearing this, exchanged looks with Li Shang.

"Who told you?"

The Hanged Ghost answered as expected, "If you weren’t sent by the chief, how could you move freely in this village?" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"All women in the village are locked away."

Mu Yunchu fell silent.

The previously intimidating Li Shang also reverted to her original form.

Noticing their expressions, the Hanged Ghost asked again, somewhat uncertain:

"You really aren’t from the chief’s side?"

He blinked, as though realizing something.

Then suddenly his expression turned tense.

"Then what are you doing here!?"

"Leave, hurry and leave!"

He suddenly shouted out, startling everyone.

No one understood what was happening to him.

Seeing the ghost exuding black aura all over.

Being overly agitated made even his form unstable, as if he would lose control and go berserk any moment.

Mu Yunchu calmly took out a piece of talisman paper from her embrace and pressed it onto him, her expression growing solemn.

The Hanged Ghost regained clarity in his eyes, glanced around.

The Hanged Ghost: "..."

Upon knowing that Mu Yunchu and her companions were unrelated to the chief and merely stumbled upon the village, the Hanged Ghost’s demeanor toward them changed entirely.

It could even be described as a world of difference.

"While you can still move freely, hurry and escape."

He hung his head low, his long tongue languidly drooping to one side.

"Otherwise it will be too late, and you won’t be able to leave."

"You might all die here..."

*

At the same time.

Cai Tianrui, who did not appear as promised today, sat angrily smoking in his chair.

Thinking of the missed opportunity to act, he wished he could tear the person who fled into pieces.

"Dad, next time make sure to lock these women up properly, even though they’re bound to be trapped in this remote mountain, it still wastes time."

In the early hours today, before dawn, Cai Tianrui was awoken by his father.

The reason being the ’warehouse’ door was unlocked, and there was one person missing inside.

The two immediately grabbed flashlights to search everywhere, even barricading the village entrance.

Although they haven’t found the person by now, they’re sure she hasn’t gone far.

Furthermore, they are confident, even if she died on the way, she could never escape.

"Got it, got it." The chief said impatiently, looking at his son, feeling he had no vision, "Who would have thought she could still run after being starved for so many days?"

"And considering circumstances, that wretch wouldn’t survive even if she ran into the mountains."

"Right now, preparing for tonight’s ritual is the key."

If not for the entire village focusing on this, they would have mobilized people already.

After all, the latter is what truly matters.

Losing one woman is no big deal.

Then he shook his head helplessly, "Just look at you, being so unpromising, the two new women are just for tonight!"

"Once the ritual is over, they won’t ever leave again in their lifetime!"

...

Mu Yunchu discerned that the Hanged Ghost surely knew many things about the village, releasing the grip on him.

"Actually, my real name is Qin Heng."

His voice came almost as a murmur.

"My wife and I originally came here as tourists."

Through Qin Heng’s narration, Mu Yunchu and the others gained clearer understanding of the village.

They had been celebrating the third anniversary of their relationship, having just married, it was their honeymoon.

Most people choose places suitable for tourism on their honeymoon.

"But she didn’t."

"Because she was a writer."

She always loved villages with strong rural flair or ancient towns with rich cultural heritage.

Partly to see more of the world, partly to hear various stories on the journey, thus gaining inspiration.

Upon learning of this village by chance, she was moved to visit.

"Our idea was to visit three cities along the way, passing by we could explore this village."

He paused, speaking became difficult, "Little did I know this would become the beginning of our descent into Hell."

"This isn’t a village, it’s Hell!"

Back then, they had just arrived, his wife was very happy.

Because the villagers were warm and hospitable, not only found them a place to stay but also provided them special village delicacies.

Within such an untouched, ecologically pure environment, inspiration was greatly promoted for the writer.

"My wife often pestered the locals to tell her about their myths and legends."

"Every day, she returned, holding my hand excitedly, sharing what she had learned anew."

The sweet expression suddenly changed.

"But just the day before we were to leave, something unexpected happened."

His voice sank completely, "She disappeared."

"Disappeared?" Li Shang’s voice unconsciously rose. "Right under your nose?"