Chapter 2238 - 1199: Plan_3

Although he had already decided not to run this time and to face his fears directly, the moment he saw the Big Red Coffin, Yang Xiao still flinched and instinctively turned around and ran.

But as usual, he hadn’t run far before the Big Red Coffin caught up with him and knocked him flying, his whole body like a kite with a broken string.

Very quickly, Yang Xiao crashed to the ground, and the fall left him so dizzy that in a daze, he seemed to see a great-grandmother he had never met.

That wasn’t all. Next, he was picked up and held by two figures dressed like paper dolls, wearing melon skin hats, red shirts, green pants, faces painted with blush, expressionless, forcing him to kneel before the Big Red Coffin.

Yang Xiao’s head was spinning at this moment, but he didn’t forget to shout his grievances loudly, a routine etched into his memory.

But as he shouted, he stopped, because behind the Big Red Coffin, there was another wholly black coffin, and hanging on that black coffin was a black-and-white portrait of himself.

The portrait looked like a memorial photo and his pose was strange, with a bitter smile on his face as if saying something.

Memories flashed by, and Yang Xiao immediately realized that it depicted moments from not long ago in front of the Cannibal Buddha.

To prevent the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes from being taken away, he had concocted a series of lies, and clearly, the Female Demon was here to settle accounts with him.

At this moment, the Demons and Ghosts, including the lantern-wielding little girl and the Headless Ghost, were gathered around the Big Red Coffin, glaring at him, appearing to be the most loyal henchmen of the Female Demon.

The only thing that comforted Yang Xiao was that he didn’t see Yang Jing.

It seemed his own son still had some spine, like him, loyal and responsible.

But in the next second, he heard a crackling sound from deep within the fog, like bad reception.

Yang Xiao slowly widened his eyes, and next he saw the Mirror Ghost wearing a top hat, carrying a radio, and coming out of the mist with a fawning expression on his face.

When he reached near the Big Red Coffin, the Mirror Ghost first took off his hat, revealing a trademark middle-part hairstyle, then bowed deeply at 180 degrees to the Big Red Coffin, extremely obsequious.

But when the Mirror Ghost turned to face himself, the attitude changed completely, arrogant and domineering, it was clear that he had decisively severed ties with his father, Yang Xiao.

As the Mirror Ghost fiddled with the radio switches, the crackling sound gradually weakened, replaced by Yang Xiao’s own voice.

"Mo’er..."

"Mo’er..."

"Mo’er..."

The repeated calls gave Yang Xiao goosebumps all over his body.

"Sister, sister, listen to my explanation!" Yang Xiao struggled to stand up, but was pinned down by the two paper figures:

"I had no other choice, if I didn’t say it like that, they would have taken the clothes away; that Cannibal Buddha is a late-stage Netherworld Realm expert, I couldn’t defeat them."

"Even if your old self intervened, we might not win, it was...it was a stopgap measure! Good sister, please see clearly!"

At this point, Yang Xiao was mentally digging up the Female Demon family’s ancestral graves seven or eight times over, cursing internally their ungratefulness.

"One day when I find a way to deal with you, I will definitely seal you in this coffin forever, drawing your spiritual power every day to feed myself, making you call to heaven and have no response, call to earth and be ignored; what Pavilion Master of Heavenly Water Pavilion, you’re just an old female ghost unwanted for hundreds of years!" Externally, Yang Xiao showed extreme respect to the good sister, but internally he was cursing non-stop.

But the next second, an accident occurred. His good son Yang Jing seemed to sense something; at this moment, the radio paused, then the voice from inside was like a cold shower, dousing Yang Xiao thoroughly.

"Zzz...zzz..."

"One day when I, Yang Xiao, find a way to deal with you, I will definitely seal you in this coffin forever, drawing your spiritual power every day to feed myself, making you call to heaven and have no response, call to earth and be ignored; what Pavilion Master of Heavenly Water Pavilion, you’re just an old female ghost unwanted for hundreds of years!"

"What Pavilion Master of Heavenly Water Pavilion, you’re just an old female ghost unwanted for hundreds of years!"

"What Pavilion Master of Heavenly Water Pavilion, you’re just an old female ghost unwanted for hundreds of years!"

"What Pavilion Master of Heavenly Water Pavilion, you’re just a..."

"Unwanted old female ghost..."

"Wanted old female ghost..."

"Old female ghost..."

"Old Ghost..."

"Old..."

The last phrase continued to loop, the aggression visibly strong, and at this moment, the person involved, Yang Xiao’s heart was shattered.

The radio emitted entirely his own voice, he never thought this radio could overhear his innermost thoughts.

And at this moment, the Mirror Ghost seemed as if he had rendered a great service, full of pride.

"Marinara..."

Yang Xiao looked ashen, knowing he was inescapably in trouble this time.

The Female Demon didn’t speak, but Yang Xiao knew she was genuinely angry, because the Big Red Coffin was trembling incessantly.

A moment later, the Big Red Coffin creaked open a small crack, and a pale hand reached out from the gap, with long fingers and bright red nails, gripping the coffin edge making a grinding sound.

Simultaneously, the Paper Money in the sky floated down more and more, some landing on Yang Xiao’s head, others on the coffin bearing his memorial photo, as if attending his funeral.

"Good sister, I was wrong, sister, listen to my explanation, it’s not what you think!" Yang Xiao loudly pleaded.

At the same time, the radio broadcasted Yang Xiao’s shouting, sounding full of vigor:

"Old woman, I wasn’t wrong, Female Demon, listen to me, your grandfather Yang Xiao is upright and honest, stands irreconcilably against you!"