Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 17
Shen Huo remembered the monster that had chased them earlier—maybe this weird wind was caused by some creature playing tricks again!
"Hold onto the pillars!" Shen Huo shouted.
Hearing him, the two girls quickly grabbed the nearest pillars.
The wind was too strange. As Shen Huo held onto a pillar, he caught a glimpse of the statue and noticed it seemed to be moving!
He thought it was his imagination, rubbed his eyes, and looked carefully at the statue, noticing something black writhing around it.
Like a cloud of mist, also like some wriggling worms.
Shen Huo's heart jolted.
Because he saw the statue was smiling!
A fierce, cold, and evil smile.
This was not the statue of the Great Emperor of Fengdu but a monster with a creepy grin!
As Shen Huo stared at the monster, its pair of blood-red eyes stared right back at him.
That look was exactly like the guide's eyes when he looked at Shen Huo earlier.
Like maggots gnawing on bones—sticky and disgusting.
Seeing this strange monster, Shen Huo finally understood why the incense had been snapped earlier.
Though he believed in the Great Emperor of Fengdu, he had been kneeling before a ghostly creature.
The Great Emperor of Fengdu himself snapping his incense would have been a light warning!
That thing glanced at Shen Huo once, then shifted its gaze to the two girls.
To the monster, the girls seemed more attractive.
Slowly, it stretched its head out—a deformed face squeezed through the gap, its neck elongating, mouth opening wide, trying to swallow the two girls into its belly.
In a panic, Shen Huo grabbed the incense burner on the table and smashed it at the monster.
"Smack!" The incense burner shattered into pieces.
The sudden blow hit right on the monster's unguarded neck.
What was weirder was that when the incense burner struck the monster's neck, it felt like hitting soft mud, making a dull sound.
But because of Shen Huo's surprise attack, the monster that had been ready to strike quickly shrank back into the statue.
The black mist grew thicker, and the monster's wails could be heard inside the dark fog.
Black mist spread all around, and combined with the night, Shen Huo's vision turned pitch black—he couldn't see a thing.
Only a pair of blood-red eyes hid in the darkness, staring at Shen Huo with hatred.
That monster held a grudge—it was mad that Shen Huo had hurt it, refusing to eat, and was determined to kill him.
Feeling the intense hostility, Shen Huo stayed alert and scanned the surroundings.
When he smashed earlier, it felt like hitting cement and rebar—his hand was cracked and a sharp pain shot through it.
Blood dripped from his hand onto the ground, but in the dazzling lightning, it vanished in the blink of an eye.
Shen Huo's heart skipped a beat.
The monster in the black mist had drunk the blood—it seemed to really like fresh human blood.
He sensed trouble; if the monster fed on blood and flesh, they were in danger at any moment!
The blood-drunk ghost's eyes glowed red with hunger as it roared loudly.
Shen Huo grabbed the two women and ran toward the exit.
The monster squeezed out from the statue and crawled after them.
Shen Huo glanced back and clearly saw the monster's form.
It looked like a fat monkey, its belly especially big, with limbs stretched like a spider crawling quickly on the ground.
After running around the hall for a while, Shen Huo noticed the monster only chased him, which drew it away from the two girls.
He sprinted wildly, unable to see, getting scratched by sharp branches and stones along the way, stumbling forward.
Just as he turned to see if the monster was catching up, his foot slipped, the world spun, and he got dizzy and disoriented, not knowing what he'd hit before stopping.
"Cough, cough!"
Shen Huo coughed violently, tasting blood in his mouth.
His whole body throbbed with pain—this time, a full medical checkup would be needed; his organs were probably bleeding.
After a while, Shen Huo reached out, trying to use something nearby to help himself sit up.
But it felt cold and hard—something like a human skull!
Just as Shen Huo was scared by his own imagination, a sudden thunderclap, and a purple lightning streak flashed across the sky, lighting up the surroundings and letting him see clearly what he was touching.
It was human bones!
The bones still had bits of flesh hanging on.
The hollow eye sockets stared faintly at Shen Huo.
He quickly pulled back and put his hands together to apologize to the bones.
"I didn't mean to disturb you—please don't take offense."
"Boom!"
A second lightning bolt cracked through.
Shen Huo looked up and saw piles of bones stacked like mountains, layer upon layer in this huge pit.
"Roar!"
Before he could look more, a beast-like roar echoed—it was the fat monkey catching up!
Seeing this, Shen Huo ran deeper into the pile of bones.
Suddenly, he felt a wave of malice hit from behind, but it came so fast he couldn't dodge.
Something heavy slammed him, sending him rolling on the ground several times.
His back hit a hard stone, and instantly he felt his insides shift; when he coughed, he smelled a strong metallic blood scent.
Damn!
This time, he wasn't going to recover without lying in a hospital for at least ten days or two weeks.
"Cough, cough!"
Shen Huo coughed briefly twice and staggered to his feet.
This thing was really strong!
Maybe it was just his imagination, but he felt like that fat monkey had grown a lot bigger?
Surprised, Shen Huo rubbed his aching chest.
The fat monkey lay on the distant pile of bones, staring straight at him.
Drool dripped onto the bones as it cautiously took a few steps forward.
The moment Shen Huo moved, it lunged.
In desperation, Shen Huo grabbed a bone from the ground and slashed it under the monkey's belly, then jabbed at its stomach to push it back, kicking the monster away.
The fat monkey looked huge—its weight must've been at least that of a small truck.
Yet Shen Huo had managed to push it up and kick it flying.
Too bad no one saw it.
Shen Huo rolled twice on the ground, got up, and ran.
Unexpectedly, the fat monkey recovered quickly and tackled him down.
With its bloody, stinking maw inches from his face, despair washed over Shen Huo.
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