Mysterious resurrection, something's wrong with this guy.

Chapter 32: The Sound of Bells

Su Qin's gaze followed the old ghost's movements without missing a single detail.

He witnessed the old ghost killing several people in succession.

"He would touch someone's head every time he killed someone; this should be his method of attack."

Touching someone's head will result in death.

I wonder if there are any other ways to kill.

The triggering pattern is currently unknown, but it can be determined based on the behavior of those monks.

This old ghost seems to only chase and kill people who are moving.

The fat monk who initially hid in the corner and didn't run away managed to escape with his life, without triggering the vengeful ghost's killing pattern.

He was speaking at the time, so the possibility of it being triggered by sound can be ruled out.

There are also subtle movements, which can rule out the possibility that the pattern is triggered by body movement.

What exactly is it?

Su Qin hid underground and observed patiently. He guessed that he was unlikely to trigger the ghost's killing pattern at present.

He has plenty of time to study the ghost's killing patterns.

It's just that that damned foreign demon tamer is probably beyond our reach; he's probably nowhere to be found now.

It's unrealistic to expect ordinary people outside to capture the demon tamers.

No one noticed a locked room in a secluded corner of the temple.

The walls of the room were mottled and rotten, and seemed to be on the verge of collapsing at any moment.

The room was empty and free of clutter, covered in cobwebs, suggesting that no one had come in to clean it for many years.

A golden bell the size of a washbasin hangs from the roof beam.

A gentle breeze seemed to be blowing through the quiet room, and the clock was swaying back and forth softly.

Click~

The decaying wooden beams seemed unable to bear the weight of the bell any longer and showed signs of breaking.

Clear cracks appeared in the middle of the roof beams.

Click~

As the golden bell continued to shake, the rotten roof beam finally snapped.

boom~

The roof beam broke, and the golden bell fell straight to the ground, emitting a dull chime.

The old bronze bell fell to the ground, and the golden bell seemed to have been hit by an unbearable force.

Cracks began to appear on the bell, spreading rapidly from bottom to top, like a spider web covering the entire bell.

Click~

A thin piece of gold leaf fell off the clock.

Then, the entire surface of the bell peeled off like a broken eggshell, scattering on the ground and revealing its original appearance.

This is an ancient, pitch-black bell, so black that its material is impossible to discern.

There seemed to be black liquid wriggling on the bell, and then the entire bell began to tremble slightly.

The entire bell seemed to come alive, writhing wildly.

A hideous face emerged from the bell and appeared on its surface, along with the rounded top, making it resemble a giant human head.

Suddenly, the human face on the ancient clock face opened its eyes.

Those were a pair of dark, empty eyes, like an abyss.

Then its face began to wriggle slightly, which in turn opened its mouth.

Its mouth kept opening wider and wider, reaching a bizarre and exaggerated arc, covering the entire mouth of the bell.

boom~

A deep, muffled chime emanated from the bell's mouth.

The sound of the bell spread rapidly in all directions, and even the moss and mold on the walls and the weeds on the ground trembled slightly wherever it passed.

Hiding underground, Su Qin heard the sudden sound of the bell, which made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"The sound of bells?"

Where did the bell come from? At this hour, who would still be ringing the bell?

Something's wrong; there's something wrong with the bell's sound!

Su Qin quickly zipped up the body bag, leaving only a small hole the size of a fingertip.

He had just zipped up his jacket when, just a few seconds later, a second, dull chime rang out.

Su Qin looked through the pre-drilled hole.

Just then, they saw the fat monk hiding under the collapsed wall suddenly open his eyes wide and his mouth agape without warning, as if he was about to scream or beg for help.

But he couldn't make a sound.

His skin was rapidly turning deathly white, and his bald head was covered with cracks like a spider web.

Immediately afterwards, his entire head exploded like a watermelon.

It felt as if an invisible hammer had fallen heavily, smashing his head.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Su Qin felt incredibly fortunate.

There was definitely something wrong with the bell. Luckily, I reacted in time and zipped up my zipper, otherwise I would have ended up with my head exploding too.

The fat monk was well hidden, having almost completely avoided the old ghost's killing patterns.

So much time has passed and everything has been peaceful, and that old ghost has never shown any supernatural ability to suddenly smash someone's head.

The death of this fat monk must have been caused by other supernatural forces.

The only suspect was the sudden ringing of the bell.

The bell rang twice and then fell silent. Su Qin couldn't understand what this meant.

"I heard the bells twice. The first one should be fine, but I hid in a body bag before the second one rang."

Although I heard it too, the gold must have blocked out the supernatural. I wonder what conditions are needed for this eerie bell toll to kill someone.

The sound of the bell traveled so far that even Su Qin, who was underground and hiding in a body bag, could hear it.

It's estimated that no one in the entire Ghost Realm can escape the eerie attack of this bell's tolling; it's an almost indiscriminate, terrifying attack.

"Damn it, what are we going to do?"

Before we could deal with that terrifying old ghost, an even more terrifying unknown vengeful spirit has appeared.

The indiscriminate supernatural attacks were unavoidable. I couldn't keep hiding in this golden body bag forever, otherwise, even if I wasn't killed by the vengeful ghost, I would starve to death. I was too reckless.

I should never have come to this godforsaken place. That damned foreign devil is so insidious and vicious; he actually sent two devils to deal with me at once.

"Damn foreign devil, you better not let me catch you, or I'll tear you to pieces!"

In a basement not far from Su Qin.

A listless, drowsy foreign man was sitting on a floor covered with gold leaf, fiddling with a monocle made of crystal.

The foreign man gazed at the ceiling above him, which was covered by gold leaf, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

"Judging by the time, that damned yellow-skinned pig should be here by now! This gift should satisfy him!"

The foreign man's smile grew wider and wider, eventually turning into a somewhat ferocious grin.

"That damn yellow pig not only ruined my plans, but also killed two of my clones."

If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, I'd probably be dead by now.

"That damned yellow-skinned pig should be dealt with by ghosts."

He's in a very bad state right now, and it's estimated that he's not far from being resurrected by the vengeful ghost.

He could have held on for a long time, but Su Qin killed his two clones, severely affecting his consciousness.

The consciousness within each of his clones is separated from his body and exists through the supernatural power of the monocle.

Every week he must retrieve his consciousness before the supernatural derivative of the monocle shatters, otherwise his consciousness will suffer irreversible and severe damage.

Su Qin shattered his two consciousnesses, and only a portion of his consciousness returned through the supernatural medium of the monocle, causing his mental state to be very unstable.

However, in order to deal with Su Qin, he had to temporarily seize someone else's body to create a new clone.

He abandoned his original body to serve as bait, transferring his consciousness and supernatural abilities to his clone, hiding in this underground safe house.

This underground safe house was originally a secret warehouse of Jinshan Temple for storing vengeful ghosts; only the abbot knew about this place.

The abbot was a terrifying demon tamer, and it took him a great deal of effort to subdue the old monk.

If he hadn't been drugging the old monk every day, he would never have had a chance to succeed.

He was very confident in his carefully designed trap.

"No matter how many terrifying ghosts you command, you are still human after all."

Humans will die, and when humans fight against vengeful ghosts, it is always the humans who suffer.

Moreover, it was an unknown, terrifying ghost.

Even if you imprison this ghost, you will never be able to leave Kim Seonsa Temple. There are even bigger surprises waiting for you outside.

I'm the one who laughs last!

Hahaha!"

The thought of Su Qin fighting desperately against the vengeful ghosts outside made him laugh.

Even if Su Qin eventually succeeded in imprisoning the unknown evil spirit, it would certainly not be long before the evil spirit resurrected. However, he still had a backup plan outside Jinshan Temple.

That was his last trump card, the old monk who commanded two terrifying ghosts.

"Damn yellow-skinned pig! You're dead this time!"