I Got My Cheat Skill by Acting My Way into a Horror Protagonist Role Chapter 59

They continuously retreated further back, moving deeper into Zhang Family Village.

The formations that Blind Zhang had set up over such a long period could only briefly delay the endless army of plague ghosts, slightly slowing their advance.

Plague ghosts reflected the faint ghost fires, each one displaying different twisted sickly forms, unaware of what pain was, continuously surging forward only to be utterly destroyed by the successively triggered formations.

But the gaps that appeared were quickly filled by yet another wave of plague ghosts, densely packed without end in sight.

Heaven and earth stood lonely, the night heavy like thick ink.

Looking around, everywhere were evil ghosts who had died from various plagues, their accumulated grievances unresolved, with signs of illness faintly appearing, churning with terrifying black energy in an unbroken stream.

The painful moans from their lifetimes, the despair of being tormented by illness, the helplessness facing death—seemingly angry, seemingly praying, seemingly cursing—echoed one after another in the ears of Xiao Gui'an and the others.

Disturbing the mind, making it difficult to find peace.

For a moment, it seemed as if only the three of them and the endless thousands of plague ghosts remained between heaven and earth.

Several times his spiritual platform became unstable, nearly allowing those plague ghosts to exploit his weakness.

"I... don't want to die..."

"It hurts, my whole body hurts..."

"Save... save me..."

"Come... die with us..."

As Blind Zhang panted slightly, several plague ghosts hiding in his blind spots pounced on him.

They reached out from the yellow earth, tightly grabbing his legs as overwhelming death energy surged toward him. Blind Zhang suddenly felt unbearable abdominal pain, dizzy and muddle-headed.

For a moment, it was as if he had contracted several terrible plagues, his sword-wielding hand becoming weak and trembling slightly.

"Swish—"

A long red silk ribbon swept past Blind Zhang's side, making a slight whistling sound as it sharply whipped the plague ghosts at his feet like a sharp arrow.

Then the red silk immediately transformed, tightening and spinning to sweep away the surrounding plague ghosts pouncing on him, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

Having opened his Yin-Yang eyes, Blind Zhang followed the red silk ribbon with his gaze.

He saw the Ghost Bride enveloped in thick Yin energy extending her pale, slender hand to tightly grip the other end of the red silk ribbon. The soft yet resilient crimson silk had flown out from her sleeve.

With a flick of her wrist, the Ghost Bride retracted the red silk ribbon with extreme flexibility.

The bamboo basket was held carefully in her other hand, meticulously protected.

Blind Zhang felt slightly reassured, but suddenly saw ghost fires ignite behind the Ghost Bride. An enormous plague ghost watched her covetously, its arms tightly encircling from both sides as if trying to crush her into dust.

"Watch out!!—" Blind Zhang urgently shouted.

The Ghost Bride seemed to sense it in advance. She tapped her toes, tossing the bamboo basket high into the air as her crimson wedding-dress-clad figure lightly soared up like a butterfly.

Her embroidered shoes stepped on the giant plague ghost's arms, using the force to push upward further, flipping and spinning in mid-air as two red silk ribbons shot from her hands, tightly wrapping around the plague ghost's neck.

Crossing her hands, the two red silk ribbons acted like sharp, deadly sickles, strangling the plague ghost.

The Chosen One of Fate briefly separated from the bamboo basket at the highest point, but he remained quiet and motionless, then steadily fell back into the bamboo basket, rapidly descending.

The surrounding plague ghosts had already waited at the Ghost Bride's landing spot, ready to devour both her and the Chosen One of Fate when she fell.

Unable to free her hands, the Ghost Bride could only use the red silk to strike the bamboo basket toward Blind Zhang's direction, attaching a Yin energy to block those plague ghosts.

Blind Zhang, truly worthy of being one of the guardians, proved extremely reliable and caught the bamboo basket as expected.

The male infant in the bamboo basket seemed completely unaffected by these two movements. He kept his eyes tightly closed, sniffed with his little nose, and slightly opened his mouth as if yawning.

"Whoosh—"

"Swish—"

The Ghost Bride's Yin-cold ghost energy churned incessantly, thick resentful spirit energy attaching to the red silk ribbons. Each strike on the plague ghosts could disperse large swathes of them.

Although her movements were somewhat unfluid at first, they became more methodical as she continued, using minimal force to deflect substantial attacks, with Yin and Yang gradually emerging, carrying a hint of Tai Chi essence.

Circling and turning, stepping and shifting, combining hardness and softness, moving with intention, red sleeves fluttering, using softness to overcome hardness.

Working together, the two fought their way out from the surrounded plague ghost army.

The Zhang Family Ancestral Hall, which Blind Zhang had set up with an inescapable net, was now within close reach. Several colorful silk ribbons hung before the ancestral hall's entrance, with red cords and five-colored seals engraved on the door panels.

As the saying goes: 【On the fifth day of the fifth month, tie colorful silk to the arm, called 'Long Life Strand,' also known as 'Life Extension Strand,' 'Weapon Avoidance Silk,' 'Five-Colored Strand,' or 'Red Cord'—to avoid weapons and ghosts, preventing people from falling ill with plague.】

The colorful silk ribbons could ward off ghosts and dispel evil, especially showing stronger curse power against plague ghosts.

"I'll cover the rear!—"

Blind Zhang clearly trusted the Ghost Bride immensely, once again tossing the bamboo basket before biting his fingertip, smearing the blood on his peach wood sword, and thrusting into the plague ghost crowd.

The distance was a bit far. The red silk ribbon extended continuously, barely touching the bamboo basket and pushing it toward her direction.

The Ghost Bride seemed quite flexible. She performed an extremely difficult backbend, both hands reaching backward as two red silk ribbons killed the plague ghosts blocking the door.

Then supporting her body with only one foot on the ground, she extended her other foot to catch the bamboo basket.

Caught it—

The bamboo basket containing the exquisitely beautiful male infant rotated slightly on the tip of her embroidered shoe.

Just as she was about to lose balance and fall to the ground, the bamboo basket was tilted upward again.

In that extremely brief moment, the Ghost Bride immediately straightened her back and reached out, and the bamboo basket finally landed steadily in her embrace before she swiftly floated into the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall.

Blind Zhang quickly dealt with the other plague ghosts blocking the path and followed closely inside.

"Bang—"

The main door of the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall was tightly shut. Outside came continuous door-banging sounds and the agonizing, unpleasant shrieks of plague ghosts being burned and killed.

"Huff—" Blind Zhang exhaled a turbid breath. They were temporarily safe, but couldn't relax yet—this place wouldn't hold for long either.

The Ghost Bride gently floated closer, handed the bamboo basket to Blind Zhang, then silently retreated to the side, maintaining about five meters distance.

Why was this?

Blind Zhang could see the Ghost Bride's protective affection for this child—a willingness to sacrifice everything—yet there was a subtle reluctance to get too close.

Was it because she, already a dead person with an extreme Yin body, didn't want to affect the still-swaddled male infant?

They were all pitiful yet kind-hearted children—

This unjust world—

Blind Zhang looked at the quietly floating Ghost Bride, his gaze softening further. Her hands were withdrawn into her sleeves, making her appear even more well-behaved.

The Ghost Bride appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, the hands hidden in her sleeves were trembling slightly.

【This is just too thrilling!!!—】

The situation had been urgent earlier. Xiao Gui'an wanted to help Blind Zhang, but the distance was somewhat far. A flash of inspiration struck his mind.

Remembering the martial arts novels he'd read before, that red silk instantly materialized condensed from ghost power.

After that, he simply used the red silk ribbon as a weapon, employing Tai Chi techniques to deal with those plague ghosts—using minimal force to deflect substantial attacks, each move lethal.

【It seems practicing Tai Chi is somewhat useful—】 Xiao Gui'an mentally wiped away cold sweat. Fortunately, he caught it at the last moment.

No matter how powerful the future Chosen One of Fate might become, right now he was just a newborn baby with such soft bones—if he really fell, it could easily lead to trouble.

Fortunately, the Jade Soul Ice Essence had continuously stabilized his body; otherwise, Xiao Gui'an wouldn't have dared to imagine attempting those high-difficulty moves before.

But before Xiao Gui'an could relax for long, tremors suddenly came from beneath their feet, and the earth shook uncontrollably—