148 Frothing puddle

Song Yan swiped her scythe as she aimed for the head of the hooded figure but it was faster than she has expected, with unmatched agility it flew back and stood in front of her, eerily still. As if waiting for her to make a move, Song Yan sneered as she took a flaming talisman from her space ring and threw it at the figure, the thing tried to dodge it but couldn't.

The flaming talisman stuck to its figure and it shrieked in agony, taking advantage of this distraction, Song Yan rushed towards him at an incredibly fast speed and swung her scythe, aiming its blade right at the figure's throat. The scythe glinted dangerously in the moonlight as it swiped past the head of the figure and then something strange happened—— the dark cloaked figure, instead of falling back like any normal beheaded corpse, gurgled and frothed as it started to melt into what could be said as rotten blood.  Even with its head detached, the figure moved its hands and tried to crawl toward Song Yan as if trying to put up the last fight.

Taking a few steps behind, Song Yan watched as the thing melted, her nose scrunched up in disgust as she stared at the thing. The figure kept screaming and shrieking as it got smaller and smaller and its screams only got muffled when it finally became nothing but a puddle of rotten blood that was still smoking and frothing.

Fang Yanli felt her non-existent hair rise all over her body as she flew to Song Yan and asked in a stunned voice, " What...What was that?"  She has never seen something like this before, what was that?

" Didn't you ask me what a condemned soul was?" said Song Yan as she walked to the head that was rolling on the ground and poked it with the tip of her shoe. " This is what a condemned soul is," with that said, she used the tip of her shoe and pulled away from the hood that was covering the face of the figure.

Almost at once, Fang Yanli gasped and gagged as she flew back with a hand covered on her mouth and shook her head as she retched but because she was a ghost, nothing came out of her mouth and all she could do was shiver as she tried to get the horrible image out of her head. " That… what is that thing, I can't even…" she retched again and again until she stopped trembling.

Song Yan looked down at the head, in fact, it couldn't be even called ahead. It was like a big round boulder like a jigsaw puzzle, its eyes, mouth, nose and even the patches of its skin were of different humans, it was like someone has sewed these pieces together like a living human doll.

It did not look human but at the same time, it did not look like a spirit either.

Song Yan glanced at the pitiful souls that were still struggling to get free and took out a 'redemption' talisman from her space. The souls were bounded together by a spell and couldn't move on to the afterlife because they were not whole, she placed the talisman on the head and watched as the head dissolved in a dark mist.

She knew that with the amount of blood that figure had on his hands, these souls will have a hard time reincarnating but at least they will be free of the bounds that chained them to the mortal realm.

Fang Yanli turned around and looked at Song Yan only when the head was gone, but even then she had hands clamped on her eyes as if she was afraid of seeing what she did not want to see. " Is it really gone?" she asked in a high-pitched voice, if no one knew better they would have thought that Song Yan was a ghost and Fang Yanli was the human here. To think she was that scared because of a mutilated head, what kind of ghost will she even become?

Song Yan was a bit worried about Fang Yanli's life as a ghost now.

"It's gone," affirmed Song Yan when she saw Fang Yanli peeking through the gaps of her fingers, to assure herself whether or not she was speaking the truth, Song Yan was really amused. " How come you killed your father and stepmother with those little guts of yours? Shouldn't you be like hiding in a turtle shell or something?"

" Haha, very funny." Once she was assured that it was alright for her to open her eyes, Fang Yanli took her hands off her eyes and looked at Song Yan with an eye roll. " You might haven't been scared  because you were just as ugly as that thing when you were a ghost but I am different alright?"

Fang Yanli's gaze dropped to the spot where the head was and then she shivered. " Exactly what was it? It didn't look like a human or a ghost… it was so … so… yucky." She couldn't even think of a word as she quivered all over and looked at Song Yan who simply smiled and shook her head. " Didn't I tell you about a black figure threatening me to stay away from little Mei? And I told you that it was an experiment?"

When Song Yan asked this question, Fang Yanlu nodded her head. " This was the same thing as that black figure, at first I was sceptical believing that I was just thinking too much and that wasn't the case, there was a possibility that the curse just manifested into something more dangerous but the way, it was able to detect danger coming its way and knew that I was a threat to it… that stuck ominously to me. The curse no matter how fast it was manifesting there was no way, it would have been able to develop consciousness so quickly, and even more so that it was capable of warning me."

She swung her scythe in the air and caught it when it morphed back into a ring. " That was when I remembered what mistress Gu told us."