C5 Extortion

My cheeks moistened, and a tear welled up in my eye sockets.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

No, I probably never accepted this fact from the bottom of my heart.

I'm used to being lost for sixteen years... I carried that expectation with me for sixteen years. For sixteen years, I kept having the feeling that you were still in some corner of this world, waiting for me to find you.

However, sixteen years have passed and you have appeared before me with such an ending.

Dad...

In my mind, I couldn't even remember his figure or his voice back then. But when I saw the man lying on the deathbed in front of me, I couldn't believe my eyes. But I was a hundred percent sure that he was my father.

In this world, there was always a feeling that one's blood was thicker than water. No matter how blurry your memories were, no matter how many spots that time left on your body, it would always leave a mark that went deep into your bones until death.

Driven by emotion, my eyes were filled with only my father's figure from the past, not the cold corpse on the deathbed.

But when I reached out to stroke Dad's cheek again.

Suddenly, "Dad" opened his eyes.

I was startled, my mind flashing with all the medical knowledge I had about the corpse after it opened its eyes.

However, whether it is the twitching of the muscles after death or the metabolism of the epidermal cells, a series of cadavers can make scientific reactions.

They didn't even open their eyes.

And the only explanation he could come up with was … corpse fraud!

My phone fell to the floor with a thud. He suddenly had the urge to rush out the door. The dark morgue was like a closed ghost prison.

Heart beating to the extreme, panicking, I picked up the phone on the floor, instinctively shining at the corpse bed, "Dad."

I couldn't believe that Dad, on the deathbed, was gone.

The original deathbed was empty. The corpse that was lying on the ground just a moment ago had suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, a bad premonition arose in my heart.

Behind me, there was an icy cold sensation.

I didn't dare to look back. It was hard for me to imagine a corpse that had been dead for so long being behind me. However, at this moment, such a miraculous thing was happening right before my eyes.

I felt like I was about to collapse.

The atmosphere in the room became extremely depressing.

Subconsciously, I held my breath and slowly turned around.

When I completely turned around.

I was horrified.

The demonic hair was like a spiderweb, spreading out from a head with two violent eyes.

Those eyes were filled with the most resentment the world had ever seen.

It was like a call from hell.

"Come with us …"

This strange voice suddenly resounded in his mind.

"Follow us... "Let's go …"

This sentence seemed to be repeating itself in his mind.

How could a corpse be revived? Could ghosts really exist?

I feel like I can't think. He only knew that his eyes were bulging as he stared at "him".

"He" seemed to have come to life as his twisted body approached me bit by bit.

"Dad!" When his fear reached its peak. I don't know where I got the courage to call out to him.

He seemed to hear what I said and stopped.

His face, which was originally serene, suddenly twisted. Under the incandescent light of my mobile phone, "he" 's face slowly turned black. His lips also turned dark purple.

Just like being poisoned.

Due to the fear in my heart, it was as though I was grabbing onto a lifesaver. In the depths of my throat, I unconsciously called out, "Dad …."

This sound indeed alarmed "he" once again.

"He" didn't approach me, but "he" 's lips parted slightly, and suddenly, under my incandescent light, two slender "beards" popped out of "him"' s mouth.

Those two whiskers were like the tentacles of some sort of insect, constantly wiggling.

Immediately after, the corner of "he" 's mouth slightly opened, and the tentacle of a black bug stretched out.

This... What is this?

My eyes widened. I had never seen such a weird scene in my life.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss ~"

"He let out a high-pitched voice that did not belong to a human." His "mouth was unusually wide open." The bug was trying to get out of "him" 's mouth.

At the same time, at the bottom of "he" 's eyeballs, his nostrils, and his ears, the bugs' tentacles were squirming.

He seemed to be moving toward me consciously.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …" The sound of bones cracking was like a machine lacking oil. Slowly, like a zombie, it approached me.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss ~"

The nightmare-like face was covered in a thick, black mucus.

"He" came close to me. At this moment, my back was already soaked through. I was drenched in cold sweat and was tightly pressed against the corpse bed.

"Come with us …"

These words once again appeared in his mind.

I looked up and saw "his" eyes, staring at me viciously.

Fear filled his heart, and he was on the verge of collapse.

He staggered up to me, and I could smell the strange smell of him.

The cold, trembling hands, with sharp purple nails, stabbed at my head.

In desperation, I wanted to push him away.

But suddenly, the mortuary lights came on!

A sudden incandescent light shone down on "Dad" and "he" looked stiffly at the ceiling.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? " a man asked angrily outside the mortuary door.

I didn't have time to answer the man.

"Dad" 's sharp purple knife-like nails had already pierced down.

I stretched out my arm to block instinctively.

The sharp nails slashed my arm.

Blood immediately flowed out from the three pale claw marks.

"Ah …" I felt a burning pain.

"Hold onto the wound and hold your breath. Once the corpse poison strikes the heart, it will be impossible for the immortals to save them!"

The man shouted at me, and quickly came around behind "Dad", took out two buddhist beads, sneaked his eyes out from "Him", and pressed two buddhist beads hard on "Dad" 's two bloody eyeballs.

"Roar …" Dad let out an extremely terrifying sound.

Obviously, after his eyes had been sealed, "Dad" could only look around and wave his arms with bared fangs and brandished claws.

Seeing this, the man directly flew forward and kicked "he" down onto the corpse bed. His left hand held onto "he" 's hands while his right leg pressed against "he"' s throat, preventing "him" from getting up.

"Little Snow, black donkey hooves!"

At the edge of the mortuary door, the female doctor he had met this morning seemed to have prepared a black donkey's hoof. He threw it straight at him.

The man grabbed the black donkey hooves that were thrown at him from the air. Due to 'Father' 's intense resistance, he didn't seem to be able to use it. He could only shout at me, who was just inches away from him, "Come help me, help me hold him down!"

I didn't expect him to ask for my help. I was stunned for a moment before I quickly got up. Enduring the pain in my arm, I pressed my entire body against "Dad's" chest and abdomen, pressing "his" hands under my body.

When the man next to me saw this, he put down his right leg and squeezed "Dad's" throat with his fingers. With a squeeze, "Dad" opened his mouth.

Inside were the remains of a few chewed bugs and the green blood they bled.

"Damn it! The fire lice were all bitten to death by it!"

The man shoved the black donkey's hooves into "Dad's" mouth.

All of a sudden, I felt Dad struggling, and I held him down.

It wasn't until "he" had stopped his hoarse and fierce shouting that I slowly got up.

"Dad" closed his eyes again, regaining his former serenity.

Startled, I panted heavily and weakly sat on the ground.

"Who is this kid?"

When I came back to myself, the man grabbed me by the collar and shouted angrily, "Do you know? "The fire lice has almost finished absorbing the corpse aura from his body, yet you still gave it back to it, causing it to transform. All our hard work over the past few days has all been for naught."

Fire lice? Corpse qi? Corpse Transformation?

I had no idea what the man was saying.

But I knew him well enough to stand up. I must have touched his face.

I was about to say something, but there was a burning pain on my arm and blood bubbles appeared on the three scratches.

"Senior brother, the corpse poison is about to spread, should we cut off his hand?" The female doctor who was previously called Xiao Xue suddenly said.

After cutting off my hand, I looked at her in surprise. She didn't say much, but her words shocked me to death.

I saw that this woman was even younger than I had expected. She looked to be in her early twenties and wore a long white hospital gown. Her figure was beautiful and slender. Her features were delicate and pretty, and her temperament was cold.

She was a real beauty.

However, I never expected that this ice beauty would cut off my arm right from the start.

"There's no need to cut. This brat is ruining our business. Let's take him to see our master first!"

Master?

That Xiao Xue, called this man's senior brother, and this man called himself master.

Who were they? What were they doing here?

Before I could think about it, I felt a heavy blow on the back of my neck, causing me to lose consciousness.