Translator: Hali & TheWhiteBook
Ghost King’s Sacrificial Little Bride (8)
The power that was enough to kill him suddenly stopped.
Only when Ji Yongchuan found himself rigid did he shift his black eyes to see Bai Weiwei holding his hand.
There was obvious worry in her clear eyes.
“Don’t be afraid, let’s leave here.”
Just then, Ji Yongchuan realized that Bai Weiwei’s contact could suppress the forces that attacked him.
The ghosts in the middle of his palm started to move again.
He heard his own gentle, but ill intentioned, voice.
“Good, follow me.”
That said, Ji Yongchuan pulled her toward the center of the cemetery.
Come on, come on.
The hidden ghosts under the tombstones realized that there was no danger.
They all crawled out of the soil again.
Long tongued with their eyes hanging out ghosts. Swollen faced, decayed drowned ghost. Skin and bone, starved ghosts……
When they saw Bai Weiwei, one after another, they crawled out with a hehe. Their weird twisted bodies approached her step by step.
Bai Weiwei: “……”
The system appeased: “It’s okay, it’s just a few dead people. You are not afraid of living people, what are you afraid of?”
Bai Weiwei shuddered, her teeth chattered, and she suddenly hugged Ji Yongchuan.
“A lot of ghosts.”
This was really scary.
From when she was young, she had never been afraid of anything else, only this.
Ji Yongchuan exposed a gloomy smile “You aren’t scared that I too.……”
Am a ghost?
This sentence hadn’t finished.
When a rooster’s call abruptly sounded.
Ji Yongchuan instantly turned back, the sky outside the cemetery turned faintly white.
It was dawning.
The rooster’s crowing represented the time when the ghosts receded, and the living began to rise.
He had just been fighting with the power of the Bai family.
And forgot to count the time.
After the first day of the seventh month, his ghost king inauguration ceremony would fail due to a lack of offerings.
Ji Yongchuan’s pitch black eyes flashed dark blood-red, and he gritted his teeth.
That dead Bai family.
Bai Weiwei was relieved when she saw daybreak.
She only climbed out of the coffin, and dared to venture out and increase the favorability, after she had the system help her calculate the time.
Sure enough, the strength of the wedding dress was powerful.
It bluntly stalled for time until dawn.
Having survived today, she could live on.
Ji Yongchuan’s expression was extremely gloomy, if the sacrifice failed.
His position was very dangerous, because the ghosts would revolt.
He saw the Hundred Ghostly figures in his hand disappear, after the failure of the sacrifice, he would enter a period of decline.
Today his power couldn’t be completely brought out.
Suddenly, a rotten hand stretched out of the soil and fiercely grasped Ji Yongchuan’s ankle.
Ji Yongchuan kicked the hand, during the Hundred Ghosts’ revolt they would start attacking him.
Because the ghost king’s succession failed, whoever ate the ghost king would be the next ghost king.
Which ghost didn’t want his power.
Ji Yongchuan’s complexion turned blue, and he immediately turned and ran.
He must leave the cemetery quickly, or else he would be the sacrifice.
When Bai Weiwei saw Ji Yongchuan, who was the most human-like, ran away, she immediately followed behind him.
AH AH, a skeleton climbed out.
AH AH, white-faced, red lipped female ghost was fluttering behind her.
Zhenzi Jiayezi1 zombies are all here.
Bai Weiwei swore that she had never run so fast, she didn’t realize until she ran too far.
That it seemed she had passed Ji Yongchuan just now, and ran ahead.
The wretched green moon still hung in the middle of the ominous sky above the cemetery.
Bai Weiwei’s eyes widened, only then discovering that the cemetery was eternally night.
System: “Run all the way forward, don’t look back. There’s a white boundary line in front of you, you cross that to reach the human’s road.”
1: 贞子伽椰子僵尸, I’d love to give you all a coherent translation of this, but when I break down the characters I wind up with something about chaste coconut corpses. Luckily image searching the characters can give a better result, they’re this sort of ghost:↩