Chapter 2182 - 1184: Finale_3

This scene was almost too much for Yang Xiao’s strong heart to handle.

At the same time, Yang Xiao roughly figured out the ghost’s killing habit: each time it kills, it disguises itself as the person who "cheated" with the victim the night before.

It’s more like a punishment, making the "unfaithful" die a miserable death in the warmth of the previous night, watching the person who was affectionate with them the night before brutally torture and peel their face alive.

But after a slap, the ghost made no move to retaliate. It continued walking towards the door, like a machine executing a preset program without any emotion.

However, Yang Xiao wouldn’t let it go easily. Tonight was his last chance.

Yang Xiao reversed his hand and pulled out another flashlight, shining both flashlights onto the ghost’s face.

The effect of the two overlapping yellow beams was very significant; the ghost screamed and retreated, hurriedly covering its face with its arm and was forced to reveal its true form.

It was a burnt ghost, completely charred black, with a pungent burnt smell lingering in the air.

At this moment, the surroundings continued to change; it seemed to have lost the concept of a "room". The space around them became infinitely vast; it was still nighttime, but they seemed to have been transported to an unfamiliar place.

Besides the burnt smell from the ghost, he seemed to detect a unique scent of fresh grass, and the dampness as if it had just rained.

More terrifyingly, Yang Xiao vaguely saw a figure crawling behind the burnt ghost. The figure was on all fours, still crawling forward, with shadows of grass around, creating an indescribably eerie scene.

"Help! Help!! Murder!!"

Suddenly, the figure crawling on the ground erupted in a scream, the sharp female voice almost piercing the eardrums.

Yang Xiao was startled by the scream and almost dropped his flashlight.

Upon hearing the scream, the burnt ghost seemed provoked, charging forward despite the flashlight in Yang Xiao’s hands, as if trying to break through Yang Xiao’s blockade and escape through the door behind him.

But Yang Xiao was ready. He tore off his army coat, first using the flashlight to push back the burnt ghost, then took the opportunity to remove the coat and put it on inside out.

The inside of the army coat was filled with black wires, with a string of small light bulbs sewn into it. As the switch was flipped, Yang Xiao started to shine brightly.

"Come on! Kill me if you can!!" Yang Xiao yelled, holding a flashlight in each hand, utterly bathed in the Righteous Path’s light.

He stood firmly in front of the door, giving the ghost no chance to escape.

Because he had figured out what was happening; the surroundings were rapidly changing, and Yang Xiao realized he was on a small path by the factory, with nearly human-height wild grass nearby.

Behind the burnt ghost, a woman with a blood-covered face was crawling with difficulty, crying for help as she crawled.

This was the crime scene from years ago. The woman was a victim ambushed by Zhou Wenqing, though Zhou Wenqing had escaped back then.

From afar, human shouts and running footsteps were approaching, as if many people were rushing here.

Through the black night, Yang Xiao could see flashlight beams flickering in the distance, getting closer and closer.

He understood that despite Zhou Wenqing’s cruel sneak attacks, deep down, he was a coward, only daring to bully the weak, never having attacked a man before turning into a ghost.

After failing to ambush, Zhou Wenqing lived in constant fear, probably dreaming nightmares of getting caught by the factory’s local militia at the scene.

Although the surroundings had changed, Zhou Wenqing couldn’t escape; this seemed rooted in his inner fear.

To leave, he had to go through the door behind Yang Xiao.

But Yang Xiao wouldn’t give him a chance, blocking the door dead-on, buying time for those coming to capture him.

"Quick, someone come, the perverted killer Zhou Wenqing is here!" Yang Xiao also shouted, "Catch him quickly!!"

Faced with the approaching pursuers, Zhou Wenqing seemed desperate, didn’t make any move, and the next second, Yang Xiao’s flashlights, and the bulbs on his body started flickering, their brightness dimming by the moment. At this rate, in no more than 15 seconds, they’d all go out.

However, Yang Xiao didn’t panic. Instead, he quickly implemented a backup plan, pulling a few bright magnesium strips from his pocket. He then used the flashlight to buy time while taking out the kerosene lighter borrowed by Captain Zhou from the factory leadership, quickly lighting the magnesium strips, and throwing them in front of him.

The magnesium strips burned with a dazzling light. Yang Xiao had prepared a bag full, throwing them one after another, sealing off the entire doorway, and creating a safe zone for himself.

The bright light from the burning magnesium was deadly to Zhou Wenqing, who had no power to resist, covering his eyes, rolling on the ground in agony, uttering pain-stricken screams inhuman while the woman’s cries for help pierced the quiet night.

In this moment, Zhou Wenqing finally dropped his disguise, reverting to his original form.

Soon after, people arrived from afar, and this time, there was no mistake; they pinned Zhou Wenqing down on the spot.

Then right before Yang Xiao’s eyes, they gave Zhou Wenqing a severe beating, tying him up in five-flower bondage, and took him away.

In the last moment, Yang Xiao saw the leader among them; it was none other than Qian Shouyi.

The local militia captain who insisted Zhou Wenqing was the killer, at this moment...

In the last moment, Yang Xiao saw the leader among them; it was none other than Qian Shouyi.

The local militia captain who insisted Zhou Wenqing was the killer, at this moment...