Floating Fish Evil

The train carriage's corridor was filled with all sorts of "passengers."

A man in a black funeral suit, his face ashen as if smeared with putty, stood rigidly in place.

Behind him was an old man, who looked kind and amiable, but he only had half a head.

The woman to the right looked more normal, though her complexion was very pale. As if sensing the gaze of the man in the vest, she politely nodded slightly towards him, but her left eyeball rolled out at an inopportune moment.

Not to mention behind him, there were several figures covered in blood, exuding a foul stench.

These scenes, beyond his comprehension, brought an intense sense of suffocation accompanied by a chill that froze him from head to toe, even his blood.

For a moment, the man in the vest remained in the posture of getting up, wanting to sit down, but the commands from his mind to his limbs received no response.

Instead, his maintaining the sitting-up posture caused the surrounding "passengers'" gazes to turn towards him.

Just as the man in the vest went rigid, completely losing his composure, a hand from behind grabbed him, and he lost his balance, falling backward.

Only after his backside firmly landed on the chair did he realize he was sitting in Xiao Ran's seat, and Xiao Ran had taken his place.

"Don't mind it, my friend likes to watch the scenery, we're just switching seats," Xiao Ran said with a grin.

"Right, right, I like watching the scenery."

The man in the vest nodded like a pecking chick, his eyes fixed on the window, not daring to look back.

The passengers stared at Xiao Ran for a moment before silently withdrawing their gazes.

However, not all passengers were fooled by this.

A hand suddenly patted Xiao Ran's shoulder from behind. The coldness of the palm was like that of an ice cellar, causing Xiao Ran to shiver involuntarily.

He looked up and saw that the woman beside him was wearing a blood-red dress, her black hair cascading down, completely obscuring her face. Large drops of water were constantly dripping down her hair.

"Drip, drip..."

The water droplets falling at his feet landed on the carriage floor, and the air seemed to freeze.

A pale hand slid down Xiao Ran's shoulder. Xiao Ran could clearly see every vein on the palm, bulging like earthworms.

"This is really bizarre. I've never heard of encountering a Floating Fish on a bus."

Xiao Ran frowned.

As the saying goes, Cross Fish are miserable, Flying Fish are hateful, and Floating Fish are evil. These three types of corpses are the most troublesome, especially Floating Fish. They usually drown, and water is yin. Encountering such a corpse is ominous, often turning into water ghosts that love to claim innocent lives.

The woman's hand was icy cold as she stroked Xiao Ran's shoulder, her smile starting to twist into a grimace.

Xiao Ran didn't move, just frowned and glanced sideways, observing the reactions of the other passengers.

On the other side, an old man with a mischievous grin put his hand into a bamboo basket, took out some sunflower seeds, and began eating them with relish.

The aunt in the front row grinned at him.

Xiao Ran glanced back. The few furtive figures in the back row seemed to have noticed the commotion and were slowly trying to move closer to Xiao Ran.

Instantly, the temperature around them began to drop rapidly. The Black Swan Brooch on Xiao Ran's chest kept alarming him.

That intense hostility felt like it was about to engulf him.

Seeing Xiao Ran motionless, the woman's fingers suddenly tightened, trying to pull him off the seat.

Xiao Ran's heart tightened, and just as he was about to draw his short knife, he felt his arm grow heavy. He looked back and saw the man in the vest's hand tightly gripping his arm, pulling his entire limb into his embrace.

The man in the vest's head seemed to want to burrow into his crotch, his body curled into a ball.

His heart was trembling at this moment. Only now did he realize that he probably shouldn't have gotten on this bus.

But even though he was terrified, he didn't dare to let go. If this kid was pulled away by the female ghost, who knew if he'd live or die, and if this seat became empty, what would happen to him?

He understood the principle of "lips are cold, teeth will freeze."

If only he knew his action was completely unnecessary.

Xiao Ran looked at the man in the vest's actions, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation, but he gained a bit of goodwill towards this greasy uncle. At least he thought to lend a hand at a critical moment.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of giving up my seat!"

Xiao Ran turned back and glared coldly at the woman. He immediately used [Trainee] to activate the Ghost Cloak on his body. Instantly, the cloak on him became incredibly tough, repelling the woman's hand.

Ghost Cloak · Trainee Privilege 2: Iron Armor Upon activation, the cloak's strength increases by 200%, providing excellent defense against physical damage, but personal mobility will be significantly reduced. Duration: 2 minutes

The woman was stunned. Her blood-red eyes stared intently at Xiao Ran, and she reached for him again. Xiao Ran raised his cloak to block in front of him. His dark fingernails scraped against the cloak, producing a piercing screech.

The sound was incredibly grating, but it made the gazes of the other passengers become even more fervent.

However, no matter how the woman's nails tore at the cloak.

"You are under attack by an evil spirit, +1 Tempering Point obtained!" "You are under attack by an evil spirit, +1 Tempering Point obtained!"

Xiao Ran watched coldly as the woman's fingers clawed at his cloak, making that piercing screech. He didn't choose to counterattack immediately but quietly observed his surroundings.

He also noticed that the malice from the other ghosts around him was growing stronger, yet they still hadn't attacked him.

It seemed there was some unspoken rule between them.

Recalling that the female ghost in front of him had only tried to pull him out of his seat, Xiao Ran had a rough idea of what was happening.

"It seems like as long as I don't leave my seat, they can only glare at me."

"But if that's the case, why can the woman attack me??"

While confused, Xiao Ran suddenly felt a chill creep up from his feet. He looked down and discovered a puddle had appeared beneath him, his feet now submerged in it.

"It's water!!"

Xiao Ran immediately understood. Water was Yin, aligning with the female ghost's attributes. By stepping in the water, he had become a medium for the female ghost to connect with him, granting her the ability to attack him.

However, the other ghosts in the carriage didn't have this advantage and could only watch helplessly.

After scratching more than ten times, the woman seemed to realize she couldn't harm Xiao Ran this way and grew agitated. Water droplets continuously fell from her body.

She suddenly retracted her hands, her wet hair like countless slender venomous snakes, slithering into the gaps of Xiao Ran's cloak.

But this time, Xiao Ran didn't endure it any longer. He poured all the Tempering points he had accumulated into his strength: "Get lost!"

As he spoke, his cloak billowed open, revealing a cold glint beneath.

"Blade Draw Slash!!"

The female ghost's movements froze. Xiao Ran's Blade Draw Slash was not only lightning-fast but also struck the female ghost's face with unerring accuracy. The immense power split her cheek, sending her body flying backward uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the other ghosts looked at Xiao Ran with newfound apprehension. Some who had been moving towards him silently retreated a couple of steps.

Xiao Ran noticed these changes: "Heh, they're all just bullies who pick on the weak."

"Ah!!"

By this time, the female ghost had gotten up from the ground. The gash on her face had already healed, though the process had made her grimace in pain. She shook her neck and, with her hands outstretched again, lunged to fight Xiao Ran desperately.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran realized that pure physical attacks wouldn't significantly harm the female ghost and immediately prepared to activate the [Mourning Ring].

"Why are you screaming? All of you, shut up!"

Suddenly! An enraged roar instantly silenced the entire carriage.

The driver in the driver's seat slowly turned his head, his bear-like face now shrouded in shadow.

Even the female ghost, who had lunged at Xiao Ran, stiffened. Her gaze met the driver's, and it was as if she snapped awake. Reluctantly, she lowered her hands.

Beneath her messy long hair, her face, looking like it had been soaked for a long time, contorted in pain. She stared with venomous eyes at Xiao Ran's innocent face.

The other ghosts, seeing this, immediately and wisely avoided the driver's gaze.

Whether intentionally or not, they had deliberately exposed the female ghost and Xiao Ran to the driver's scrutiny.

The driver narrowed his small eyes into slits and shifted his gaze to Xiao Ran and the female ghost. His beady eyes began to turn unfriendly.

The woman seemed to want to say something, but her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Xiao Ran felt the same. The driver's morbid smile as he crushed monsters flashed through his mind, and his heart suddenly felt immense pressure.

Just then, Xiao Ran's peripheral vision caught sight of the water trail at the woman's feet. His heart suddenly stirred, and he pointed at the puddle beneath her feet, saying:

"Brother, she peed on your car..."

Actually, the title of this chapter should have been [She Peed], but I thought it might get censored, so I'll forget it.