Chapter 318 - Gu Pan: This time, we will win! (7K words, asking for monthly votes)
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Chapter 318: Chapter 68 Gu Pan: This time, we will win! (7K words, asking for monthly votes)(19,19)
"Letâs go check it out, weâre almost at the border region, everyone be vigilant," Tang Rou raised her hand to signal the group, then slowed down the formationâs pace again.
The buildings in this area were all very antique, with ancient architecture hidden underneath the towering wild grass.
"Do you sense any monsters?" Song Qixing casually asked.
Tang Rou, a Second Rank "assassin" via the "Rascal" pathway, naturally also possessed the most basic and appreciated skill of this professionâBloodlust.
Through Bloodlustâs perception, one could
Upon the unexpected intrusion, these golden and silver-looped fat snakes each stood upright, hissing and flicking their tongues in a peculiar "Z" attack stance, their enormous bellies making them look like bloated pregnant women.
One side humans, the other monstrous snakes, the standoff lasted less than a minute before battle was about to erupt.
Just then, aid by the firelight, people nearby suddenly noticed that one of the corpses on the ground was dressed exactly like Tang Rou.
The fiery-red long coat was very distinctive, albeit a bit old and dirty.
"..." Tang Rouâs eyes narrowed.
Simultaneously, other people also started finding clothing that corresponded to their own.
"Holy shit, that one wears the Song Family uniform!"
"This bracelet is exactly like mine, my mother gave it to me..."
"Those shoes are mine! The sole is oddly sloped; this, this canât be, canât be..."
In a moment, seeing familiar clothes on rotting corpses and skeletons, peopleâs expressions turned to utter fear.
However, Gu Pan didnât find her own; she was currently wearing a âProtective Spellâ armor suit, a black, tight set.
But she saw a white dress, like a princess gown, on a skeleton, standing out peculiarly amidst the crowd.
It was exactly like Aunt Gu Yue Mingâs!
"This is..." A shock jolted through her mind, a chill suddenly surged up her spine into her mind, and she couldnât help cursing: â
The scene before you shifts, the peeling wall paint revealing what should have once been an abandoned clinicâs refuge, showing no signs of human activity.
Silently lying on the ground is a corpse.
Its height, build, identical to Xu Shu.
Even his clothes, ones Xu Shu had scavenged along the road after an encounter with several Nagouâs little demons, smudged with shit, forcing him to steal a leather vest drying in another innâs laundry, exactly the sameâof course, this time Xu Shu had generously left two hundred.
But the question remains, is this corpse me?
Xu Shu looked around, completely baffled.
He had one merit.
That was, things he couldnât understand, he simply wouldnât think about.
Thus, faced with this eerie scene, Xu Shu quietly took out his Narrow Sleeve Guanyin.
All that gibberish about divine curses, playing tricks with ethereal spirits on me?
Can anything be more bizarre than my Narrow Sleeve Guanyin?