Chapter 109 An Encounter in the Courtyard

The moment Brother Jue finished speaking, Doomsday Assault transformed into white light and left the script.

However… although the person was dead, the large amount of blood he spilled while struggling on the ground was still there, and the "things" approaching from the darkness were coming for that blood.

"Ah—" Before long, the rustling sounds gradually turned into clear moans.

Approaching along with those sounds… were gaunt, hunched, grotesque shadows.

"Hmm… 'ghosts,' huh…" Feng Bujue stood calmly in place, coldly watching those semi-transparent "human" figures, muttering, "Judging from their attire and numbers… these are definitely the townsfolk of Lotus Moon Town."

As Brother Jue spoke, the ghosts of the townsfolk passed through the walls, surrounding him from all directions.

"As expected, they were attracted by the fresh scent of blood…" Feng Bujue muttered, quickly moving. "I'll just see what they're going to do…" Saying this, he leaped with all his might, soaring over the ghosts' heads and landing on the wall.

"Ah—ah—" Some of the ghosts closer to Brother Jue reacted as he flew over, but after he quickly passed, they only cried out a few times and didn't seem to want to chase after him.

A moment later… all the ghosts gathered around the pool of blood on the ground, kneeling down like animals and beginning to frantically lick the crimson liquid.

However, Brother Jue immediately noticed… the ghosts' tongues couldn't touch the physical substance at all. Whether it was the dirt on the ground or the blood gradually seeping into the soil… they couldn't lick it. Moreover, the ghosts didn't touch each other either. Many of the ghosts kneeling beside the bloodstain "passed through" each other's bodies, overlapping like projections.

"That's strange…" Feng Bujue pondered. "Since these monsters can't touch the surrounding physical matter, nor can they interfere with their own kind, how are they 'standing' on the ground…"

Just as he was pondering this, a change occurred before his eyes.

The pool of blood left by Doomsday Assault was gradually turning dark red under the "licking" of the ghosts… and… began to emit a foul odor.

Although the liquid wasn't physically touched by the ghosts, this "change" undoubtedly happened after the ghosts approached.

"I see… If those monsters are allowed to stay close, the blood will 'corrupt and deteriorate' like this, huh…" Having witnessed this process firsthand, Brother Jue's mind was also racing. "Open wounds… blood… attracts nearby monsters… changes in the blood within the body…" A series of keywords flashed before his eyes, forming a chain of reasoning. "In other words… in this match, once you're injured and bleed, you have to deal with it very thoroughly, otherwise you'll be pestered by ghosts…" He lowered his eyes to look at the demons below. "Although these monsters move about as fast as old people strolling, they can ignore obstacles and even the volume of each other's bodies… and move in a straight line towards their target. It's easier to deal with them in open areas, but if you're chased by them in a narrow or dark indoor environment… that would be quite bad."

While Brother Jue was analyzing, the blood on the ground had completely turned into dark red "stinky blood." At the same time, the ghosts seemed to have lost interest in the liquid.

Seconds later, the ghosts all looked up… at Brother Jue on the wall.

"Hmm? What are they going to do?" Facing this chilling scene, Feng Bujue's expression didn't change as he muttered, "Could it be that you…"

What he was referring to happened in the next second… The ghosts raised their arms in twisted motions and floated up, one after another…

"Good…" The reason Brother Jue said "good" was because the current situation perfectly explained his previous question of "how the ghosts were 'standing' on the ground."

"So you were just 'floating' close to the ground just now…" Feng Bujue muttered, putting the blood-stained cleaver and the Thunder Gem back into his bag, "Then let me see… will you react to living things without wounds…"

Clearly, Brother Jue was experimenting again.

Under the dim moonlight, in the bloody courtyard, a large group of eerie ghosts emitted chilling moans, slowly surrounding you… this horror movie-like scene made many viewers watching the livestream break out in goosebumps.

But Feng Bujue… just stared with dead fish eyes, nonchalantly probing the bottom line of various settings in this script.

"Uh—um…"

After Brother Jue put away the cleaver, the ghosts didn't immediately stop moving, and the moaning continued.

But after a few seconds, when the lingering smell of blood dissipated… the ghosts' floating speed clearly decreased; also, their moans, which were full of "hunger," stopped.

After a few more seconds, the ghosts' movements almost completely stopped, and they seemed to be spinning around in place, as if they had lost their target.

About thirty seconds later, the monsters unanimously fell back to the ground… or rather, floated to a height level with the ground, and then began to move into the shadows that the moonlight didn't reach…

Feng Bujue initially just watched their actions silently from the wall. When the ghosts had scattered a dozen meters away, he suddenly cleared his throat and started singing, "Yo… children of the mountains yo… love the sun lo~ the sun loves yo~ the people in the mountains yo…"

This sudden and startling act scared all the viewers watching the match, and then… people went from being shocked to being stunned, and after a few seconds, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

…………

"Hey hey… this guy is definitely a psycho, right…"

"Hahahaha… I can't take it anymore… what is this?"

"Hahaha… I was scared to death when he started singing… but what is he trying to do…"

"Brother Jue! We can still be friends if you don't sing!"

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Of course, Brother Jue didn't know what the viewers' reactions were, nor did he care what the viewers' reactions would be. He was just testing the ghosts' "reaction mode."

As a result… the ghosts ignored him completely.

When Feng Bujue sang the line "the mountain songs here are in rows, the mountain songs here are in strings," the ghosts that had gathered here had all disappeared from his sight. From a data perspective… once these monsters entered the shadows that the light didn't reach, they would enter a place similar to "phase space" and temporarily disappear.

"Phew…" At this point, Brother Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped his singing, "Hmm… it seems that these guys only follow their 'sense of smell' and don't react to sound or images…"

Thinking of this, Feng Bujue shrugged, "Oh well… at least I've grasped the monsters' behavioral patterns." Saying this, he turned around, preparing to leave this place.

However…

At that moment, a powerful gust of wind came from forty-five degrees below and in front of Brother Jue.

Feng Bujue's reaction was truly amazing. In that split second, he instinctively leaned back, barely dodging the attack in an extreme posture… letting the slashing wave fly past the tip of his nose.

"What the…" Then, Brother Jue cursed and followed up with a backflip that defied Newton's laws, moved horizontally on the wall for a meter, regained his footing, and shouted forward, "Who's there?"

"Do I really need to introduce myself?" At this time, Shidao First Squad Captain [Xian Yei Wei Wang] was already standing on the stone road outside the courtyard wall. He held a fierce greatsword in his hand and replied, looking at Brother Jue in the high place, "According to my estimation… Crazy Captain, you must have studied our team's match recordings before the match, right?"

"Oh~" Feng Bujue quickly recognized the other party. "I was wondering who it was~ So it's Captain Xian Yei…" He lengthened his voice in a pretentious manner and continued, "As expected of the Captain of Shidao First Squad… you found me so quickly."

"You…" The corners of Xian Yei Wei Wang's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and his tone revealed a deep sense of frustration. "...Standing on the wall in the middle of the night...singing two-thirds of 'Mountain Road has Eighteen Bends'..." Speaking here, he paused for two seconds to organize his words, "Let me put it this way...as long as you're within a kilometer radius of here...even if you didn't hear the previous gunshots, you would definitely come over to see what's going on..."

"Ho~" Feng Bujue replied, unobtrusively taking out his military shovel from his bag, "I didn't expect that Captain Xian Yei, you could even name the song 'Mountain Road has Eighteen Bends.' Not many young people these days know this song anymore… it seems that you and I have very compatible tastes in music."

"I…" Xian Yei Wei Wang squinted, cautiously watching Brother Jue, "I don't want to talk about this topic with you..."

Brother Jue ignored him and continued, "Well... as an ancient poem says… It's hard to part with a friend on the road, let's give you a song and dance to say goodbye..."

"What kind of ancient Indian poem did you hear from another dimension?" Xian Yei Wei Wang really felt like he had to complain.

"I think... no time like the present." Feng Bujue then said, "Why don't you and I first have a song of 'Mountain Duet,' and then fight after we finish singing."

"I refuse…" Xian Yei Wei Wang replied decisively.

But…

"Hey~ Ei… Tai Chi kung fu makes steamed buns~ earth-shattering…" Brother Jue sang along.

"I say… are you sure this is 'Mountain Duet'… and not the insert song from 'Shaolin Soccer'…" Xian Yei Wei Wang's expression looked as if he was constipated, embarrassing him beyond measure.

"No no no… the insert song from 'Shaolin Soccer' should be…" Feng Bujue shook his head and changed his tone, singing, "Shaolin kung fu awakes~ good stuff! Shaolin kung fu strong~ is very strong…"

"You… give me…" At this moment, Xian Yei Wei Wang finally couldn't bear it anymore, "...Enough is enough!"

He roared out, raising his knife and leaping onto the wall.

At this moment, Xian Yei Wei Wang really couldn't wait any longer, because he felt that if he continued to talk to Brother Jue, he would go crazy himself.

"Heh heh…" Seeing the other party charge up, Feng Bujue sneered, thinking, "As expected… today's Shidao team members are obviously different from usual… it seems… they haven't taken their medicine…"